New Britain herald., 1926-12-06
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his fathers mills to learn the busi- ness, falls in love with Honey Lou the minute he sees her, Brought up by an old-fashioned mother, Honey Lou is a mixture of flapper and clinging vine.
 Angela Allen pretends 10 be a friend of Honey Lou and tells her not to take Jack seriously. Jack is very jealous of pr. Steve Mayhew, friend of Margret, Honey Lou's sister.
 Honey Lou's engagement to Jack for the wedding.
 Jack and Honey Lou have a quiet home wedding and spend their honeymoon camping at Lake Tamay.
 Honey Lou stops at the Wallacll Mills office to see Ann Ludlow.
 Ann tells Honey Lou why she sent for her. Honey Lou sees Joe Meadows and tells him he must marry Ann at once and he agrees to do so.
 Honey Lou and Jack settle down in their own flat with Mary De- fancy. the cook.
 Angela tells Honey Lou she is going 10 have a party for her and Jack Saturday night. Honey Lou goes home and finds Jack reading poems about little houses in the country filled with love and happi- ness. Honey Lou decides 10 let Mary go in the morning, do her own work, and try to make he kind of home Jack wants.
 Tim Donegal tells of the card games he and Honey Lou have together and Jack forbids Honey Lou to have Tim Donegal in their house.
 Honey Lou. angered by Jacks objections 10 Donegal, leaves the flat for her mothers home. Mar gret tells her she has no reason to be jealous Of Jane Ayres, Jack 8 secretary, but 10 watch Angela. Honey Lou returns to the flat. a quarrel follows.
 Honey Lou moves into the guest room and further complicates her domestic affairs by her silent treatment" of Jack.
 Honey Lou, on a motor ride with Angela and Donegal. decides to follow Jacks wishes in regard to Donegal.
 Donegars arrest delays Honey Lou's and Angela's s return until two in the morning.
 The published news of Donegal's arrest in connection with the names of Angela and Honey Lou, to- gether with Angela's duplicity finally eliminates in the separation of Jack and Honey Lou. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
 CHAPTER LXIIT
 Margret and Steve were married on Thanksgiving Eve.
 And on the first day of Decem- Der Honey Lou went to work for Uncle Henry in his old ram schackle warehouse on Front street, down near the river.
 The warehouse was very ram shackle and the offices were dirty and untidy. There was n sleepy air about the place.
 But in spite of all that. Honey You Knew that Uncle Henry car ried on a fine and thriving busi- ness there that brought him in many thousands of dollars every year of his life dollars that he hung on to. desperately. like the miser he was.
 He imported all sorts of lovely things from China and India and Japan, and sold them at breath taking prices. All day long, and every day, buyers came from all over the United States to Cncic Henry's old red warehouse.
 Hes coining a mint of money down there, if you ask me- Honey Lou said to her mother at the end of her first day. And I wish you'd tell me what he's going to do with all of it when he dies. He hasn't living soul to give it to-
 He has your Aunt Lucy and you and me and Margret," Mrs. Huntley reminded her. measuring tea into the silver pot with the family crest on it,
 Well, I wish he'd hand over little of his jack to me, right now. could use it. this minute" the girl answered with spirit.
 Her voice had note of weari- ness in it, and her face was flushed and not very clean-loolling. A day In the musty, dusty old warehouse ion.
 Her feet ached and burned, too, and she was ready to drop.
 It seemed to her that she never had been 50 tired in all her life before. She sat at supper, trying 10 eat mashed potatoes and meat balls but 1t was like eating so much lead.
 I'm not hungry" she said, and pushed back her plate.
 Mrs. Huntlcy gazcd at her across the white and shining breadth of the little table, with sympathetic, tender eyes.
 You're tired, Honey bird" she said. using an old nickname for her. You go and take Of your clothes, and I'll fix you nice hot bath, And you'll feel better when you're in bed. Maybe you'll take drop of tea, then. too.'
 Tie girl shook her dropping head. "No. I'll help you with the dishes first" she answered. You have been on your feet all day long too. The trouble with me is that I'm soft haven't done any thing for a year but play cards and drive around in Angcla's au- tomobile and have breakfast in bed at ten or eleven o'clock. I'll be all right in q day or two"
 Mrs. Huntley was thoughtful. "Of course, ] don't want you 10 have nickel that doesn't belong to you. Honey Lou" she said,