New Britain herald., 1926-10-20

Grumpy" hired Honey Lou, not only because she is clever, but be- cause she is pleasant to have around. And Honey Lou likes everybody at the mills except Joe Meadows, the | shipping clerk, who makes love to her against her wilt at every oppor- tunity.
 Jack Wallack comes to work in his fathers mills to learn the busi- ness. He falls in love with Honey Lou's beauty the minute he secs her. and later with her sweetness and lovable charm. Brought up by an unworthy, old-fashioned mother Mrs. Huntley, Honey Lou is rare mixture of lIappcr and cinging vine.
 At party given by Angela Allen, she drinks her first two cocktails thinking they are fruit punch, and passes out While she is uncon- scious. Angela calls her hard boil 1 cd' and tells Jack she had not two cocktails but seven. Jack believes her, and for d long time does not f go 10 see Honey Lou.
 Angela prctcnds 10 be her friend after this. and tells Honey Lou that Jack is not the kind Of man to be taken seriously by any girl, and hints that h. once had q love af- fair with her and then dropped her. 1 Jack begins to cali on Honey Lou again. but the matter os, the cock tails is never cleared up. lie is insanely jealous of Honey Lou; and one night when Dr. Steve Mayhcw. a friend of Mprgrct's, comes to the house in Margrets ab- sence, Jack angrily tells Honey Lou she shouldn't have seen him and goes away. A few nights later while Honey Lou is taking part in q Charleston contest just for q lark, he stalks out of the theater where the contest is held, furious because I Honey Lou was making q holy show of herself, as he says Honey Lou decides 10 leave WallaCN's, and goes to work with Nargret in the office of Holy Cross hospital. One day she goes to tea with the willy Angela and meets Jacks mother, l whom Jack calls The Head because she manages everything at home, | She tells Honey Lou that Grumpy" is not satisfied with his new secrc- tary, Ann Ludlow, the office vamp, The next day Jack asks Honey Lou to work for his father, who is at | home sick with lumbago, and she promises that she will.
 Honey Lou meets Angela Who tells her that Jack Wallack is talk ing her out 10 dance that evening. Honey Lou calls up Tim Donegal determined to have him take her to the same place.
 NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
 CHAPTER NXIII
 There was hash for supper that night in the little fla.
 1t was not common every day hash, but a glorified dish from an old southern cook book
 Mrs, Huntley made it with chicken left over from the Sunday dinner. with green peppers, potato and cream, all baked to golden brown in a buttered baking dish.
 Made thus, it was dish fit to set before king, and Honey Lou loved it ordinarily.
 But tonight when she walked into the little hallway of the flat. and the rich odor of it swept up to her nostrils. she made d face like "Grumpy's' when he tasted the spinach and lettuce.
 At supper, she could not eat. The little white-clothcd table, with it's vase of astors, its glass dish of rcd currant jelly, it's bright silver and shining plates and cups, was agleam in the fading glow of the sunset.
 There are women who keep house, and women who make an art of housekeeping. Mrs. Hunt ley made an art Of her housckcep- ing. It meant more to her than clean beds, mcnded clothes and three well-coolled meals a day.
 No matter how simple the food on the little round table might be, the table cloth was always spot less, the silver shining, tho vase filled with a few fresh flowers.
 Tonight everything looked more appetizing than usual, But when Honey Lou tried 10 eat, the food choked her.
 Dear, I'm just not hungry" she told her mother, moving measily in her chair under the tender an Nious eyes. "Mr. Wallack made me so nervous today. He was as cross as a bear with a sore head. And his room smelled of liniment, too. I reckon it just took away my ap- petite"
 She sighed. T told Donegal I'd go out dancing with him tonight, and I wish l could think Of some way to get out of it. without hurt ing his feelings" She was sorry now that she had invited herself | to spend the evening with him. After all, what would she get out of it?
 She rolled up her napkin, slipped | in into the silver ring that Aunt 1 Lucy had given her for Christmas | long ago, and walked out of the | dining room.
 As she went she heard Margret | say quietly to her mother: The 1 poor kids tired out, That's all that's wrong with her. Remember, she hasn't had a vacation all sum mer."
 But Honey Lou Was not tired In that way. Her slim lovely little 1 body was fairly vibrant with life | and blooming with young health.
 But she had reached the time 1 that every woman reaches sooner {, or later. She was tired-terribly | tired-of dashing around from one ! rln t1 hA