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New Britain herald., 1926-09-25

A survey made by the American Medical Association of diphtheria in the United States indicates q varying distribution Of the disease.
 Among the cities in New Eng land, New Haven had the remark ably low rate of 1.7 deaths per 100,- 900 population for 1925. Lowell Massachusetts, was second, with sc; Boston had 12.7, and Worcester had the highest of all, 14.G.
 In 1890. the rate for Boston was 112.2. and the lowest rate of any Massachusetts city was that of Lowell, with 36.4. This it's an indi- cation of what has been accom- plished in the control of diphtheria by the application of modern scien- life methods. The present rate for Boston is the lowest diphtheria rate in it's history.
 Lowest in History Among the Middle Atlantic cities, New York has rate of 10.S. the lowest in it's history, as contrasted with 1344 in 1895. Syracuse, x. Y. had only 2.7, whereas Utica had c2.6.
 The rate for Norfolk, Virginia, showed only one death for every 100000 people in that community, and Washington, Baltimore and At lanta all had rates under ten. Every city of more than 100000 population among the east north central states had q Tatc under ten. except Milwaukee and Cleveland. All of the east south central states had rate under ten. Minneapolis reached the extraordinary figure of 25. following an epidemic which is perhaps associated with high smallpox rate for that district in which persons have been accustom- ed to avoid the methods offered by science for the prevention of disease.
 Rates Under Ten
 Tn 1915, for the first time in the history of the United States, there Were more cities with rates under ten deaths per 100000 than with rates over that. In the last forty years, the progress in the battle against diphtheria has been continu- ous, and delayed only by the attacks of uninformed opponents of medical science.
 We now know the cause the method of transmission and the method of diagnosis of diphthcria. We have a specific method of treat ment, a test of the likelihood to in- lection, and a sure and harmless method of prevention,
 Optimists predict that this kno-i edge will cause the complete eradi- cation of diphtheria within the next ten years; pcssimsts are inclined to believe that there is an irreducible minimum of ignorance, carelessncsa, stubbornness and fanaticism among our population which will prevent the complete eradication of any in- fections disease.
New Britain herald., 1926-09-25
JERRY HANGS UP

At this point of the conversation with Jerry I decided that talking love over the phone was absolutely futile. l had already learned that the eyes and the expression always said much more than the tongue, consequently had long ago decided that long distance love making was not particularly thrilling.
 Are you telling me that you are my lover Jerry" I asked teasingly.
 You know. dear Judy, that I have been your unaoinowledged lover ever since the first moment my eyes met yours. But before I ring off I must tell you that I am going to be your acknowledged lover after to- night or I am going out of your life forever"
 "Protty hot stuff to come over the wires, Jerry," l rejoined Perhaps We had better leave all promises or threats until you can peak them in my ear instead of the telephone"
 All right, what I said goes, never theless," Jerry slammed up the re- cciver.
 For some reason the mere fact that Jerry Hathaway terminated the conversation instead of myself. angered me. It was the first time in all our acquaintance that Jerry had not fingered on the wire until . I had Shut him off
 A discreet knock at my door and | Joans maid entered with three beautiful evening dresses over her arm.
 Miss Meredith sent these in to you, Miss Dean. hoping that you will find one of them that you can wear tonight She said she knew you had not yet brought over your own evening clothes. Probably in
New Britain herald., 1926-09-25
oicky Manifests Renewed Jealous,
 Toward "Faithful Fido"

whats the matter, old deah? ?' picky drawled. Your cablegram ap- pears to have smashed you up bit. Is Faithful Fido' translated to the Heaven where all good pups go, and has his side-kick sent you the news"
 raised my eyes from the cable gram which I held in my hand, and which I saw was signed Hugh Grantland," and looked at Dicky steadily.
 Do you expect me to answer such g contemptible remark as that?" l asked.
 Unexpectedly, with the royal con- triton which is sometimes his, he dropped his sneering tone.
 NO, I don't" he said. T do beg your pardon, Madge, but that lunch con party Of yours with Yeritzen, and now this cableGram from Grant land which appears so to have up- set you have gotten under my hide. I'm wondering just where l get off at
 Perhaps at the same station that I've been alighting all these years" " ! retorted, but l made my voice friendly instead of cold, and Dicky grinned at me.
 "A touch!" he exclaimed. adding . second later with patent curiosity in his voice. And now that you've scored, why don't you read that eablegram
 Madge Shows Dicky the Cable
 T have read it." I said slowly, sAnd part of 1t doesn't make any sense.''
 "I shall heroically repress the comment I'd like to make" Dlcky said, flor fear you'd resent 1t for dear Hughie. but If you like I'll try to decipher it for you"
 I promptly handed it to him, wondering If he had expected me to be secretive about it. But he took it from me with no indication of surprise, and read it over with the name puzzled expression upon his eAoe which mine had worn.
New Britain herald., 1926-09-25

nm you have nothing to be desired. What brought you hore?"
 T came over here" replied Dan ny, ''to see who was making all that mean. to see who it was l heard singing"
 Pumper the Bittern looked very hard at Danny, and there was sus- picion In those rather fierce-look- Ing eyes. Danny saw it. He hasten ed to speak again. You know, could hear that way over across the marsh said Danny. and 1t va. such Q wonderful song that Just had to come over here to find out who the singer was"
New Britain herald., 1926-09-25

Pumper the Bittern looked pleas ed. He was pleased He was so pleased that he just had to hear the sound of his own voice again: and he went through that same funny looking, distressing performance that Danny had seen before. How did you like that he asked when he had finished.
 Tt was spendid!" cried Danny. "Yes, sir, 1t was spendid. l really don't see how you do 1t. don't indeed"
 Pumper the Bittern looked more pleased than ever He was flattered. ! es, sir. he was flattered. The folks who are most easily flattered are those who think they can do some thing that they cannot do. So Pumper was flattered. You have an excellent ear" said he T don't be- lieve I've seen you around here be- fore.'
 No" replied Danny. q don't think you have. I've only been here short time. My home is up on the Green Meadows. May I ask what family you belong to?"
 Look at mel" commanded Pump CT. Look at me! Do you really need to ask what family I belong to?"
 Well" replied Danny. If I hadn't been told that your name was Bittern I should have said that you were a Heron"
 'l am" declared Pumpcr. That is 10 say, I belong to the Heron family. The Bitterns and the Herons are all cousins. and they all belong to the Heron family"
 "Oh," said Danny. you certainly do look like a Heron, and I am glad to know that you are one. Do you nest in trees like your cousins, the Night Herons and the Green Herons and the Great Blue Herons?" Not if I can help it," replied Pumper. Mrs. Bittern and I much prefer q nest on the ground. Yes indeed, we very much prefer a nest On the ground. My, how plump you aren
 As he said that, Bumper the Bit tern took a long step toward Danny. Danny lodged behind a little bunch of marsh grass. He peeked out Slowly but carefully Bumper the Bittern was coming his way, and in Bumpers eyes was a hungry look.
 I'm going home" said Danny, and went
 Copyright, 1926. by T. w. Burgess)
 The next story: Danny Thinks of Home"
New Britain herald., 1926-09-25

: the mantel clock struck seven.
 As the last low chime died away on the warm stiffness of the cozy room. a key grated in the outer door and Margret came in.
 Margret Moody was Mrs. Hunt ley's daughter by her first husband. He was dead. just as Honey Lou's father was dead.
 Neither of the girls could re- member her father. As far back as either one could remember, there had been just the three of them-mother and Margret and Honey Lou.
 Somehow or other Mrs. Huntley had scraped together enough money to bring up the two girls and send them to business school.
 She had sold the house on Willow Street the house where Honey | Lou was born. She had sold her rings and her bracelets and all her furniture, stick by stick, as the 1 years went by.
 There was only enough Of 1t left
 
 10 furnish the little flat where they 1 lived now. But what was left was | beautiful old brown mahogany | polished by time and use old sil- yer with a crest on 1t. The crest of the Huntley family.
 The crest meant nothing to Honey Lou. She lived not for the past but for the glorious present For today. Today was what counted,
 1 She could not share her mothers sorrow because she was a working girl, either. She gloried in her job with Old Man Wallack-or Grumpy" as she called him.
 With a high heart she pressed and mended her last years clothes and re-trimmed her last years hat. { She thought that the princess slips that Mrs. Huntley made from hand | kerchief linen were the loveliest 1 slips that ever were and did not i sigh for silk
 To her the three hundred dollars that she and Margret brought into the home every month were riches.
 Margret earned more than Honey Lou did. She made fifty dollars a week as bookkeeper at Holy Cross Hospital. and Honey Lou thought that she was won der.
 It was at Holy Cross that Mar gret had struck up a friendship with young stephen Mayhew, who was finishing his medical training there.
 Stephen Mayhew," unused Honey Lou to herself, as she went out into the little kitchen Of the flat and put the water on to boil for tea. Stephen Mayhew-now, what did mother mean when she said that Stephen would never marry Mar gret while I'm around" Why, stephen treated her as If she were a child! He brought her magazines, sometimes, or candy. Once in a while he would ask her to go along, when he and Margret were going out to the movies. But beyond that he barely noticed her. Or so it seemed to Honey Lou at least, as she thought it over. It was while she and Margret were putting the supper on the dining room table that she told her about the man who had offered tc drive her home that night.
 "Margret," she said, with that wonderful smile of hers that was part gayety and part wistfulness T saw a man today" Margret laughed. Not really! she chaffed the younger girl.
New Britain herald., 1926-09-25
\ Day Frocl> of Navy Twill Fca- lures smart Trimming
 at the Hip-Line.

One of the most welcome fea- lures of the present mode os the lures of the present mode is the revival of navy blue for both tailored day frocks and street ensembles. This color, formerly an inevitable adjunct of spring, is among the leading shade sof autumn, its pop ularity due to it's practical as well as flattering qualities.
 Both the blond and brunette type of woman will appreciate the day frock shown in the sketch to- day as it Is a lovely combination Of navy blue twill and chartreuse yellow faille. In addition, to this interesting color contrast. it has the further appeal of a youth full silhouette combined with a novel and decorative trimming.
 At the hip-line are narrow sits picoted in yellow and threaded with three narrow belts of yellow suede. The tight sleeves are finished with cuffs of this trimming which gives the effect of puffed under sleeves. Yellow faille also faces the collar and norraw revers.
 The hat is a blue felt model banded with yellow gros grain.
 The material at the hip-line of this blue twill street frock IS slit and picoted in chartrcuse yellow. The sits arc then threaded with three narrow yellow suede belts.
 Copyright, 1926 (EFS)
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New Britain herald., 1926-09-25
oYa Girl of Today

your hurry you had forgotten them, or thinking we were going to sail so soon you had decided it would be better to send your more formal wardrobe directly to the boat"
 You may tell Miss Meredith that will wear the white chiffon em- broidered with pearls and rhine- stones, unless she is going to wear white," I said, taking it from the girl.
 No, I'm sure that will be all right. I know that Miss Meredith is going to wear green and her em- cralds tonight"
 It was sweet of Joan to save my face before that rather snobbish maid of hers, I thought, after the girl had left the room. She knew had no evening gown that would be elaborate enough to go with any thing that she would wear and she is unselfish enough always to want me to look my best.
 Quickly I brushed my bobbed locks into place after my rather hurried bath, for it was growing late. Then I picked up the beautiful frock and drew it over my head. It fell into place and I looked at my self in the full length mirror. I had never had on such an expensive dress In my life and none so be- coming.
 Again there was a low tapping at my door and loans maid again made her appearance with a white evening wrap which seemed almost entirely made of ostrich feathers.
 Miss Meredith said she had for gotten to send this wrap which goes with the gown,' she informed me. Copyright 1926, NEA Service, Incl
 TnSTORRON. First kjee
New Britain herald., 1926-09-25

in. 1 tablespoons cold water, 2 tablespoons lemon juice, cup gran ulatcd sugar, cups whipping cream.
 Soften gelatin in cold water for ten minutes. Dissolve over boiling water. Add sugar, lemon juice and dissolved gelatin to melon pulp and stir until sugar is dissolved. Put into pan of ice water and stir ire quently until mixture thickens. Fold in cream whipped until stiff and turn into a mold Pack in four parts ice 10 one psrt salt and let stand four hours.
 Copyright, 1926, NEA Service, Inc.)
New Britain herald., 1926-09-25
\ DUCHESS APOLOGIES

Glasgow, P>-The Duchess of Somerset, attending a fetc at Cullo- den House, Inverness. apoloEized for the actions of some of her kin" in the troubled days of old.
 The Duchess had an ancestor who led the English army against Scot land at the Battle of Plnkie. Dis cussing past events the Duchess begged that the conduct of the former Duke of Somerset be for given. Had she been living at the time, said the Duchess. she would ave an stJent Jacobite.
New Britain herald., 1926-09-25

ley they seemed shocking and dread full.
 There was smoking, for example.
 Mrs. Hunt!ey had never actually seen her daughter with a cigaret in her mouth. But she had caught the whiff of tobacco smoke on Honey Lou's warm, sweet breath once when she kissed her good night,
 It doesn't mean anything" :" Honey Lou had told her with a blush and a shrug of her little shoulders. Everybody smokes = and I've had only three or four cigarettes in my life, as a matter of fact
 But Honey Lou had never tasted liquor, and she said that she never, never would. She had a genuine horror Of 1t.
 "A girl who drinks is sunk, '' she told her mother.
 Mrs. Huntley could only guess at what sunk" meant when Honey Lou used it. that way. Slang was so much Greek to her.
 Honey Lou said jack" when she meant money. She was 'as dead as a Russian ruble' when she waa dog-tired.
 She said That's the peanuts,' or "There's jam on that" when she meant that she liked some- thing. When she did not like a thing she turned Up her nose an, said sour ball.
 Then too, Honey Lou painted her lips.
 She painted them in public and without shame. "Deary, it's the fashion to paint your mouth and leave your face dead white,' she told her mother in her soft husky voice. It's the style, just like shingled hair and gun metal stock ings. You can't get away from it."
 And poor Mrs. Huntley, who never had had her hair cut or used any thing but rice powder on her nose shook her head despairingy over Honey Lou.
 She was shaking it tonight, when Honey Lou walked out of the little white bedroom that she shared with Margaret her half-sister.
 What's wrong, Mother?" the gir asked her. and Mrs. Huntlcy shook her blond head more vigorously than ever.
 "Oh, was just thinking about you," she sighed deeply. T hate | the very thought of your working down on Exchange street. It's such terrible neighborhood' And tc think of a man stopping you, and offering you lift in his carl And you out, after dark! It isn't safe It isn't right for a girl to be out alone at night" She shook heI head once more. In the little sleepy southern town where Mrs. Huntley had beer belle, girls had never gone out alone at night. Neither had they | taught school or painted china.
 If l went out after dark wher l was a girl, somebody always wenr with me- she said now to Hone, Lou. Girls didn't run around alone In those days the way they do now. They were taken care of let me tell you! Where do yo, suppose Margaret is, at this time O night?"
 She raised her anxious eyes {, the black marble clock on tn, mantel shelf.
 Five minutes to seven" sh, murmured.
 My word, Honey Lou" sfl added. after sa minute. T do wisl
New Britain herald., 1926-09-25

Pumper the Bittern looked over at Danny Meadow Mouse and Danny was a little uncomfortable. Danny ina gined he saw a hungry look in those eyes of Pumper the Bittern. But perhaps that was just Dannys imagination. Be that as it may, he took care not to get within reach Of that long neck.
 Did you speak to me-" croaked Bumper.
 T did" replied Danny in his fun ny squeaky little voice. T said day"
 Thank you" replied Pumper. sIf oyu are feeling as good as
New Britain herald., 1926-09-25

when Honey Lou walked into his her hand.
 Honey Lou was facing the light from the west windows, and 1t was a couple of seconds before she could see who it was that stood beside the Old Mans desk.
 Then her heart seemed to come up into her throat. It was the blue eyed man of the black-and- nickel roadster. So he was Jack Wal lack.
 He was waiting for her again, when she left the building that night. sSs51
 Even before she started down the stairs that led to the dark courtyard, something told her that he would be there. waiting for her
 He came toward her, through the purple winter dusk, as she stepped | out into the yard with it's bales and it's rumblng trucks and it. piled packing cases.
 Tonight - may take you home?" he asked. His head was uncovered. and even in the dimness she could see the eagerness in his 1 eyes under the blond hair that swept back from a fine wide fore ! head.
 Honey Lou's low, husky voice trembled. Tt isn't raining" she said. But she got into the car.
 Instead of turning toward the flat on Arbor Street, they swung off in the opposite direction. In if teen minutes they had left the | town behind them a forest Of l chimneys against a pearly eve ] ming sky.
 Outside the town, Jack Wallack | slowed down his car. It glided, smoothly as a dream ship, along the paved road that wound through frozen brown fields.
 It slowed down to five miles ar | A4O'i oIit lllSH olopptu.
 Well, here we are again!" Jack ! Wallack said. l. He turned in his seat and looked intently at Honey Lou. And Honey Lou looked back at him with her -hither gaze.
 She felt him take her hand in his and she did not move or try to stop him. He turned back her shabby kid glove, and kissed the velvety palm and the slender little wrist.
 Still Honey Lou did not move Nothing like this. had ever hap pened to her before in her life, and she did not know how to take it. It seemed such a respectful harmless sort of kiss a kiss on her little hand.
 Then, in another second, her mouth was against his mouth. an he was kissing her with a desper- ate sort of passion.
 He had not intended to do 1t - to kiss her that way. It was almost as much of a surprise to him as it was to Honey Lou. -
 But Honey Lou did not know that. Half choking with fury and shame, she leaned back in his arms and caught him squarely on the jaw with the flat of her littlo hand-the hand he had pust kissed.
 Don't ever-do-such a thing again! Don't dare to-" she blazed out at him in gasping sobs.
 She tore open the door of the black-and-nickol roadster and fled into the darkness of the country side.
 tTo BE coNTINUEDl
New Britain herald., 1926-09-25
| FACE WOULD BURN AND ITCH.
pImp'es Broke Out, Caused Dis-
 hgurement. Cuticura Healed,

1 Pimples broke out all over my face and my face would burn and itch. was ashamed to go out. The pimPies were hard, large and red and caused dishgurement. I los. rest at night.
 Il used about everything but had the pimples two or three months. My friends wanted me to try cu,i- cura Soap and Ointment and I sent for free sample. l bought more and now l am completely healed" Signcd) Mir. A. Noel, 123 Marlboro St., Chelsea, Mass, March 7, 1926. Keep your skin clear by using Cuticura Soap, Ointment and Tai. cum for daily toilet purposes. Touch pimples and itching, if any, with Cusicura Ointment, bathe with Cuti- eura Soap and hot water.
 Soap 2c. Ointment 2 and 5oe. Tsleum ac. Bold every Therc. Sample each freo. Addres. onacsra L.bcratorfss, Dept HL MAdsn Msss.
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New Britain herald., 1926-09-25
By Thornton W. Burgess
A HERON COUSIN

'Tis well sometimes we are not tated 10 know to whom we are related.
 Danny Meadow Mouse.
New Britain herald., 1926-09-25
Your Health How to Keep It.
 Causes of Illness
lBY DIR. MORRIs FIsHBEINl

(Editor Journal of the American Medical Association and of Hygia
 the Health Magazine)
New Britain herald., 1926-09-25

TOMORROW: 4 First Kiss.
New Britain herald., 1926-09-25

The next story: Danny Thinks of Home"
New Britain herald., 1926-09-25

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Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1926-05-05
SENATE APPROVAL
OF DILL BILL seen
Passage of Radio Measure
and Reconciliation With
House Is Forecast.

Passage OF the revised Dill radio
hin nv the Senate within the next 10
DAYS is being freely predicted AT the
Capitol. The new measure or senator
NH. which would set up an indepen.
dent commission for the control or
radio. is understood to have the bacK-
Ing of a large majority OF the senate
committee on interstate commerce
and will be strongly supported In the
upper house when 1t Is given over
to the floor for debate.
what will happen to the radio leg.
islatipn after the passage OF the ON
bill, however, still Is a wide open
problem. There Ia only one vital
point on which the House and the
Senate differ--namely. the placement
Of authority-and the House already
has voiced as it's opinion that radio
control should be given over perma'
nentiy to the Department of Commerce,
assisted and checked by a radio COM
mission of >disinterested parties.
Time May BE Factor.
Armament on this issue when the
two radio measures, the White and
Dill bills, are submitted to a joint
committee may be reached through
the pressure of time--as Senators ana
REPRESENTATIVES alike are anxious Ior
speedy adiournments.
The opinion of President Coolidge
fayoring the House plan may be
another spur to settlement, nut
there are many who believe that the
senate resents the Presidents inter.
vention in the issue and may hold
out for the independent commission
as a matter of principle. In this case
II ia not believed likely that the House
will consent to change its mind.
Meanwhile Secretary Hoover ana
other officials OF his department are
maintaining a discreet silence and
watching developments.
Secretary Hoover has repeatedly
stated that he would not object to the
placement of radio control In the
hands of any established department
or bureau so long as the legislation
was passed without delay and the
Government given the authority to
regulate the ether situation. That
Mr.. Hoover believes the Department
of Commerce Is the logical place for
that authority is an open secret. and
that he Is opposed TO the establish
ment of any new Federal commissions
or bureaus Is in accordance with his
preachments against bureaucracy for
many years.