New Britain herald., 1926-10-09

retary to old Grumpy WalIack
 head of the Wa'lack Fabric Mills.
 Grumpy" hired Honey Lou, not
 only because she is quick and | clever, but because she is nice ta have around. Everyone else at the
 mills likes Honey Lou, too, from Ann Ludlow, the office vamp, to
 Joe Meadows, the shipping clerk. But Honey Lou Is half-afraid of Joe
 Meadows, who Is always asking her to go out with him.
 Young Jack Wallack comes to work in his fathers factory to learn the business. He falls in love with Honey Lou's beauty first, and then with her prim old-fashioned ways. He tries to kiss her and when she won't let him, he respects her for 1t and finds himself caring more for her than for any other girl Of his acquaintance. Honey Lou honestly tells him that she never has petted in her life, nor taken a drink.
 But week later. at a party given by Jacks neighbor, Angela Allen. Honey Lou drinks two cock. tails, thinking they are fruit punch, and passes out" She lets Jack make love to her on tho way home. not realizing how she has disillu- stoned him. Then, when he pay, no further attention, she wonders what is the matter.
 Tim Donegal. friend of Jacks, begins to be attentive. He and Honey Lou take many long drives to a neighboring town where Tim seems to have some mysterious er- rand. Honey Lou wonders where he gets his money, He never works, but he is always In funds One night when the two are dancing at a res. taurant with Honey Lou's half-sis- ter, Margret Moody. and Dr. Steve Mayhew, they arc joined by Angela and Jack. Margret sums Angela up as "cat," but Honey Lou insists that she's wrong. A few weeks later Jack Wallack telephones Honey Lou and asks if he may come to see her on the following night Honey Lou says that he may. That afternoon Angela comes into the office and takes Honey Lou out for tea with her.
 She becomes friendly with Honey Lou and the more Honey Lou sees of her, and her luxurious way Of living. the more discontened she becomes with her own lot. One Saturday noon. when she and Mar gret are lunching at little French restaurant, she tells Margret that she'd rather eat bread and butter at the kind of place where Angela lunches than a regular meal any, where else.
 CHAPTER XIV
 You used to like to come her for lunch, Honey Lou" Margret her.
 It was true.
 A lunch there had always been of the girls.
 The food there was so different from anything that they had at home-the light crusty bread, the highly seasoned sauces, the thick black coffee in tiny eggshell cups.
 T still like 1t here" Honey Lou answered. her eyes sweeping the 1oisy. colorful crowd. i
 But there was a wistful look In her eyes And the scarlet mouth hat usually curved up like the wings of a flying bird dropped a lit .lc at the corners.
 "All I meant was that this place ! sn't so--so elegant as Sabines," she said. Everything there Is so -ich and luxurious. like the inside of jewel case"
 "I know. I've been there" Mar i yret broke In with sudden sharp ness. Steve and I have had tea | .here a half dozen times. It's not |, nearly so interesting as - this" With a wave of her large, capable {, hand, she took in the room around hem.
 That lunch marked the first time hat Margret saw signs Of discon- .ent in Honey Lou.
 It was not like Honey Lou to | oe discontented.
 She had always been 90 pleased with any small pleasures that | came her way. So satisfied with l he clothes that Mrs. Huntley | ,onied for her from fashion books and shop windows. So sure that she and Margrct were the luckiest ,f girls. and had practically every thing that the heart could wish | for.
 They had walked cheerfully to he movies on cold and rainy | nights as well as on fine, moonllt ones.
 They had enjoyed the street-car tides to and from work. with good novel to read on the way.
 They had gone window shop oing' every Saturday afternoon Or ever so long, with almost as much zest as if they had had
 
 They went window shopping that .ftcrnoon, when they left the res aurant. It was the kind of warm lay that makes q street blossom ut with the first white dresses Of he season much as a tree will ,urst into white blossom in the bring sunshine.
 "We ought to be thinking of ummer clothes" Honey Lou said S they stopped to look at some lowered organdies on sale in a 'hlto goods shon "But I suppose we'll have to lake over the things We had last lmmer," she sighed, after min te or two. "Jiminy. But I'd like have everything new just once! { ew and crisp and hand-made,' 1 Margret glanced at her. Her I ,es were still shadowy with dis =