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New Britain herald., 1926-10-12
HOW ABOUT JERRY?

"Oh. Judy don't say you'll not marry John. Ii will only be for such a little while. Think, dear how few real joys and how little happiness my brother has ever had in his life. The greatest one has come through you, my dear. Since he saw you, he has known love. He told me this morning that you made his visit to the BeauX Arts last night a dream of heaven"
 "But, Joan, that visit brought him .death." I exclaimed through tears.
 Don't cry, Judy, I want you 10 go 10 John looking happy. I want him to think that possibly there may be years of happiness ahead for him with you. Judy, you will marry him won't you.'
 1 was grateful at the entrance of the doctors and others who had come 10 take me 10 John, making it impossible to answer.
 1 was sure that 1 could not be so cruel as not 10 grant this last re- quest of a. man who loved me so muCh-and yet-there was Jerry, 1 hated to make him unhappy. Some way down deep in my heart I had always thought Of myself as Jerry's wife when l became the wife of any man.
 John Meredith's room was in an other part of inc vast hospital and I had a. few minutes to think as I was being trundled mp in the ele- vator and then through another long series of halls. I wanted to ask Joan about Jerry but she was walking be- hind me talking o the doctor. Wild ly l thought she had not mentioned Jerry. Had anything happened to him? Why had Joan been so re- ticent?
 l wanted Jerry, as usual, when I was in trouble. I wanted to ask him what to do. remembered with a little wry smile that ] didn't always take his advice, but I always knew from his reassuring smile that what 1 wanted from Jerry Hathaway got. It was not advice but the surety that whatever I would do. no matter how many mistakes I would make he would stand by. And oh. wanted somebody to stand by me now.
 It had been an eventful few months that I had lived through my own Uay-and only at this mo- ment had I realized that I had not had my own Way-at least not the selfish way had wanted for myself when I had left my fathers home.
 John Meredith lay stretched out on the narrow white hospital bed.
New Britain herald., 1926-10-12
Quicksands of Love
 Adele Garrison's New Phase of -Repeldtions Of q Wife

head and breaking into tompestuous sobs. l realized that the girl was more frightened at my knowledge of her spying than she ever had been before. I wondered f there were some reason for her evident terror besides her fear Of my displeasure. which l knew Was not very acute because Of her knowledge Of my predisposition to lenicucy where she was concerned.
 T Ought to Tell You"
 Sho found speech at last, subdued. yet eloquent T tinl, you say vot efer in your heart. but ] tink you know your poor Katie mean no harm by you, only goot."
 T do know that, Katic,"' I said heartily and with truthfulness. But you know that you are doing very wrong thing when you listcn-"
 "Oh. ploes belief your Katie ven shs say she no mean to listen dis time,' she pleaded. T haf 10 coon down F. kitchenette, look after dose rolls Meestcr Graham like dot I set 10 rise, und l no can help hear Mecster Graham call dot Major Grantland dot bad name-Fai--"
 Do not repeat il, Katie" I broke in stcrnly. intensely humiliatcd that anyone should have heard Dickys Cibing appelIation of Faithful Fido," in his comment upon Major Grantland
 'I no want to burn mine lips init cet,' Katie roIoinod loftily. and l remembered that she cherished a deep admiration for the former army officer. But I no can help listening ven I hear you say cable gram vas for your fadcr, because because"
 She topped and eyed me curious ly.
 "T tink I ought 10 tell you some tinCs, Missis Graham she said, then added slowly. significantly:
 "Sometings qycer about your fadcr."
New Britain herald., 1926-10-12

came to the center of the little stage and began to Charleston to the disturbing music of the song called Baby Face"
 Good Lord!" Steve Mayhew said aloud.
 Harriet Louise Huntley" gasped her mother. half under her breath. "Oh, Margret. how could she do such q thing"
 Her hand groped for Margrets, and held it tight. Her stricken eyes followed every movement of the little white figure on the stage.
 Honey Lou could dance. Dancing came as naturally to her as breath ing. And she had a perfect sense Of rhythm.
 But it wasn't her dancing that drew the crowd forward in their seats, and held their eyes, and kept them breathlessly silent.
 It was Honey Lou. herself, who did that. She was embodied joy and youth as she flashed from one side Of the stage to the other, doing the mad. civilized dance. She was having the time of her life, and the crowd knew 1t, and felt if.
 She tossed back her slistening brown head and gave them her
New Britain herald., 1926-10-12
Menus for tie Family
( My Sister N1arv)

Brcakfast-Sliced peaches, cereal, thin cream. hroiled ham. creamed potatoes, crisp graham toast, milk, coffee.
 Lunchoon-Cream of tomato soup, open egg and lettuce sandwiches, grape juice, sponge pudding, milk, tea.
 Dinner - Veal stow with dump lings, baked macaront and tomatoes. cabbage and beet salad, mold Of pears with whipped cream, bran rolls. milk, coffee.
 The veal stew is well favored and made rich in mineral salts by the onions and carrots in it. Macaroni is served in place of potatoes with tomatoes making the dish of great value toward a balanced diet. The salads adds the necessary vitamines, and tho dessert furnishes the sugar for quick energy and adds fat to a menu somewhat lacking in this nut riment.
 Grape Juice Sponge Pudding
 One cup grape juice, juice one lemon. 3-4 cup sugar, few grains salt, 1 tablespoon granulated gela- tine, 4 tablespoons cold water, whites eggs.
 Soften gelatine in cold water for five minutes. Dissolve over hot water. Bring grape juice and sugar to the boiling point, stirring 10 dis solve sugar Remove from heat ah1 add lemon juice and dissolved Ecla- tine. Stir well and let mixture stand until beginning to thickan. Beat whites of eggs until stiff and dry with sale. Fold into jollr mix ture and beat until stiff enough to hold it's shape. Turn into a mold and chill. Serve with boiled custatd made with yolks of eggs.
 Copyright, 1926, NEA Service, Inc) READ HERALD CLASSIFIED ADS
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New Britain herald., 1926-10-12
HONEY IN! :;!l,..! LQUy$;::;};;:;:; ] }!
 o JOHNSON FEATURES ad'HER

right when she said that he never cared for any girl very long"
 Well, I'm not going to worry about it," she made up her mind scnsib1y, at last. T should make myself unhappy and get wrinkle."
 That night she went to the movies with her mother and Margrct. and did not think Of Jack Wallack more than two dozen times during the two-hour program.
 There was big sign in the lobby when they went out Of the theater, and they stopped to read it:
 "STCNT NIGHT TOMORROW" it read.
 CASH PRIZES FOR AMA- TErRs IN BIG CHARLESTON CONTEST"
 Underneath this legend a single sentence was printed in smaller letters; Entrants please leave their name with ticket seller" Honey Lou laughed.
 What are you giggling about ." Margret asked her sharply. There's nothing so funny about Charleston contest"
 "Oh, isn't there?" Honey Lou chucllod. "Wel, there is about this ono, if you only knew it. Let's come tomorrow night and see it."
New Britain herald., 1926-10-12

The most successful type of dress for those important occasions that require an elaborate, formal type of costume is unquestionably the chif- ion or satin frock sumrtuously om- hroidorcd in sparkling jeuelcd motif This kind of trimming is the outstanding feature of the new eye ming mode which stresses rich fabrics, ornate lines and a lavish uso of glcamirs beads and en- hroidory.
 Skcichcd today is an extremely smart evening model ot p"ach-col- orcd chiffon deliberately cmbroidcr- cd in sparkling hugl"s, pearls and tiny sections of mirror. This trim ming apoars on the skirt and in graceful butterfly designs on the tiEht-fitfinE bodice.
 \ feminine as well as very young looking silhouette in an additional desirable feature. The bodice is nodded 10 the figure. with a hatcau neck line in front and a deep V cf- feet in back. It is finished with n peplnm-liko piece edged with a mar row band of dark brown fur.
 The skirt, gracefully full and vory short. has a border of the same butterfly-s motifs.
 The peplum of this peach -Colored chiffon evening dress is elaboratcly beaded and edged with dark brown fur.
New Britain herald., 1926-10-12
RaaI this First:

Read this First:
 Honey Lou Hun.lcy is private sec rctary 10 old Grumpy" Wauack, head Of the WaIlack Fabric Alills.
 Grumpy" hired Honey Lou, not only because she is clever, but be- cause he liked having her around.
 Young Jack Wallack comes to work in his fathers factory to learn the business. He falls in love with Honey Lous beauty the first time he sees her. and later with her prim old-fashioned ways. Brought up by her unworthy widowed mother, Mrs. Hun,ley, Honey Lou is a queer mix turc of modern fiapper and clinging vine. She has never drunk liquor nor pettod nor even played cards in her life.
 But at party given by Angela Allen, a ncighbor, Of Jacks, Honey Lou takes two cocktails thinking they are fruit punch. She makes love 10 Jack on the way home. An Sela tells Jack that Honey Lou had seven cocktails, and is a seasoned drinker. and he begins to doubt that Honey Lou is as innocent as she looks. It never occurs to him that Angela might be lying about her, for Angela has the reputation Of being q saint.
 Honey Lou sees nothing of him for weeks. She goes out with friend of his, Tim Donegal, who never works, but always has plenty of money from some mysterious source. When Jack starts calling on Honey Lou again, Donegal drops out of the picture.
 Honey Lou's half-sister, Margaret Moody, goes away on her sut-mer vacation. While she is away Dr. Steve Mahew. who sometimes comcG 70 see her, lets Honey Lou See that while he is d friend of Margarct's, he is in love with her. He leaves her one night just as Jack arrives, Jack is furionsly jealous when he finds Steve,s warm pipe in the room. and goes away angry with Honey Lou because she let Steve come to the house in Margarct's absence. The day Margaret comes home. Honey Lou goes 10 meet her. On the way home they stop at the mills 10 get some money that Honey Lou had left there. Margaret ovcrhcars someone talking in "Grumpy's office, and eaycsdrops.
New Britain herald., 1926-10-12

wide sunny smile as she danced hands on hips, short skirts switch ing in time 10 the music.
 And then she began to sing.
 Her voice was not a beautiful voice. But it had a fascination. It was soft and throaty and low, and it fingered on the words as if it caressed them.
 Baby face-You got the cutcst little baby face" sang Honey Lou, and the crowd began to sway ever so slightly in time to the music.
 Honey Lou laughed at them. and they laughed back at her. She held out her slender arms to them a. she sang on:
 "-Theres not another one could take your place,
 Baby face
 My poor heart Is jumping,
 You sure have got 1t humping,
 Baby face"
 Then all at once she stopped singing. She stopped dancing, The smile faded in her eyes, and the laughter died on her red mouth.
 One hand went 10 her heart, and she stood dead-still staring out into the audience with wide solemn eyes for perhaps half minute. Then she turned, and while the Baby Face" tune came to an end, she walked slowly off the stage. The red curtain shook as she passed and then hung still. The spotlight poured it's briliance onto an empty platform.
 Stage fright" Steve Mayhew whispered to Margret.
 But Margret shook her head. Her eyes had followed Honey Lou's frightened, bewildered gaze. and she was still looking over her shoulder.
 Three or four rows behind her, full in the radiance that poured out from the stage, slt Jack Wallack. He had not seen Margret. His eycs were straight ahead of him, | fixed on the red velvet curtain where the spotlight still burned like an enormous bulls eye. AS Margret watched him, he got up and left the theater.
 (TO BE CONTINUED
New Britain herald., 1926-10-12

Danny Meadow Mouse, like most other members of the mouse family. and like many other furred and feathered folk of the Green Forest and the Green Meadows. hates cats. Yes. sir, Danny hates cats He doesn't mind Towler the Bobcat so much. because Yowler isn't given to hunting or the Green Meadows for one thing, and for another, Yowlcr really Is one of the wild people. The cats that Danny and that other lit tie people hate are the so-called "housecats.
 'It wouldn't be so bad says Dan ny. If they belonged here: but they don't belong here. They don't belong here any more than Bully the Eng fish Sparrow. And it wouldn't be so bad If they really nee1er 10 hunt us for food. haven't anything against anybody who is hungry and tries to catch me for food. But these cats hunt us just for the fun of hunting, and l hate them. Yes, sir I do go; I hate them"
 But Danny wasn't thinking Of cats. You see. he had been so long on the marsh at the scashore that he had quite forgotten there could be such thing as a cat. Down there were hawks and owls and foxes to look out for, but no cats. So Danny wasn't thinking Of cats as he traveled on his way home 10 the Green Meadows. Perhaps if he had been, he wouldn't lave been taken by surprise as he was.
 Danny had just run out from un- der some sticks and grass which had been left on the shore Of the Big River up which he was now jour neying r was the Big River which flows through the Green Meadows. though Danny didn't know it af the time. As ho ran out. h" caught just a glimpse of q gray form crouching back 10 him. There was something about that gray form which warned Danny that he would hn better off somewhere olsc. He turned 10 run back, and as he did so that gray form came 10 life. r was as Danny had fearej--a cat. Y was q cat down hunting long the bank Of the Big River. Now Danny has 10 think
New Britain herald., 1926-10-12

Steve Mayhew came to the house on Saturday night for supper, as he nearly always did.
 "Where's Honey Lou?" was al most the first question that he asked, when hc came in with his arms full of budlcs. Candy for Honey Lou. Flowers for Mrs. Huntley. An armful of magazines for Margrct.
 shes not coming home for supper. We're going to meet her at the moyies." Mrs. Huntley an swered him. "S;cvc. these flowers are perfectly beautiful. But you ought not to spend your money on thcm."
 She buried her nose in the big bouquet Of larkspur and yellow roses that he had brought for her.
 Aren't they lovely, Margret?"
 "LovcIy." Margret echoed. But she was not looking at the flowers. Her steady eyes had never left Steve Mayhew's face since he had come into the room.
 whom is Honey Lou having supper with?-JacE Wallack"" he asked her. And, still watching him closely. she shrugged hor shoulders
 q don't know she said. T don't imagine so, though. Shes going to meet us at sevcn-thirty at the theator."
 There was a queer puzzled frown on her faca as sh" walked out into the kitchen and put the teakettlo on the stove.
 At seyen-thirty tho three of them were in the packed theatrr.
 At cight-thirty the feature pie tnrc had faded out and left the screen dark. Tho red velvet cur tain rolled itself down to the floor The footHghts flashed up like little suns. .,
 q wonder where Honey Lou is, | Mrs Iuntlcy said. turning in her seat 10 look for her. "Sho said she'd moot us here at half past seven. Steve. you 20 out into the ! lobby and see 1T Hne NdllIl5 'i'I 1 for us. by any chance" He was back in five minutes "No. she's not out there" he an- swcred. Shes probably having such good time with Wallack 1 that she can't tear herself away. There was sharp edge to his voice,
 "What makes you so sure shes with himo" Margrct asked him. as hc dropped down into his seat be- 1 s.dc her. "I don't believe she ever l .ccs him any more. She hasn'I mentioned his name to me for days and days"
 As she spoke, she gave him m other long watchful look from the t." of her eye.
 The first of the Charleston dancers cane bounding out upor inc stage. He was q boy, q pink, checked youngstcr dressed in the stars and stripes of Uncle Sam
 He was followed by twin girls o' fifteen or sixteen. who kept getting out of step and giggling about it.
 Then into the make-believe sun rise of the footlights flashed swift little figure, all in white, right doWr to her twlnkling toes.
 Her eyes danced, her teetf flashed and she laughed as sh'
New Britain herald., 1926-10-12
Katie Has a Secret About Madge's $
 Father

So Katie had been listening again to conversations which she was sup posed not 10 hear. Despite my re- sentiment at again being confronted with evidence of the fault Of which I vainly had tried to cure her, l felt a tug of compassion at my heart as l looked at her frightened face.
 There was something else which tempered my anger also. She had spoken half to herself of her wonder at my fathers projected trip to New York, and I could not help connect ing her astonishment with the mys- terious cablegram which I had re- ceived from Hugh Gratland the night before. with its mandate to re- lay its coded contents to my father.
 She and Jim had been my fathers faithful servants at the farmhouse since he had bought the farm from me the autumn before, and with her propensities for harmless though ir- ritating espionage she probably knew great deal more Of my fath- CTS affairs than he suspected. l could not stoop to ask her what she knew. but woman-like was not averse to gleaning what I could from her knowledge even though it were acquired by methods which would not bear inspection.
 Madge Rcbukes Katie
 I could not let her admission pass unremarked. however, but 1t was more in saddened resignation than in anger that I said with what sternness I could muster:
 Katie, you have been listening at the door again. What do you expect me to say to you?"
 Her hands crept up to her lips and caught at them. evidently with the idea of steadying their trcmb- ling. To me 1t was a more pathetic gesture than the more familiar one of throwing her apron over her
New Britain herald., 1926-10-12

get through. He didn't hesitate. In he went. Then Danny held his breath,
 Why diI he hold his breath? We'll, you sr". it was a very cNcit- ing moment. Ifo wasn't surc whcth- or that eat had socn him go into that can. IIo wasn't sure but that that eat could E,t her paw in and get hold of him. II was q time 10 hold ones breath. T. certainly vas So Danny held his breath, and wait cd, and listened, anI wondered what would happen now.
 Copyright, 1926, by T. W. Eurgcss)
 The next story: "Danny's queer Craft"
New Britain herald., 1926-10-12
HER}!QMN B WAY
 ~oya Girl of Today

His eyes were closed and it seemed 10 me that upon his pale face and lips the smile that presages the peace that passeth all understanding had already begun 10 settle.
 When his eyes opened. however. and found mine. he became fully .aliYc. His expression changed when he caught glimpse of the calval- cade which was bringing me to him. With that welcoming smile upon th, face one would hardly think he was even ill.
 Copyright. 1926, NEA Service. Inc)
 TOMORROW-,Judy Says Yes.
New Britain herald., 1926-10-12
Your Health How to Keep It.
 Causes of Illness
By Dr. Morris TiShhcin
Editor Journal of the AmcriCan Medical Association and of
 MKgcia 1hn ucnlIll AIagnLinn

Children are SO advanced thcs" days that if is rather difficult even for an intelligent parent to tell whether his own child is conducting itself in the manner wIich has pre- yIously been described ,s normal
 The child of parelC of sub stanlial means is SO ftlly cultured from the musical literary and social points Of view that it's behavior may be largely artificial.
 Psychoannlysts, particularly the amateurs in this Grid hay" fried 10 road into every childish action som" concealed or subconscious control, sometimes Of q s"vual nature.
 Indeed. as Dr. Edward 4. Strcck- CT, professor Of nervous and mental diseases in Jefferson medical col lego. points out. a noted specialist in diseases of the mind compared the behavior at play Of a group of children who were in a mental hos
New Britain herald., 1926-10-12
Danny Holds His Breath

I wonder If for every. rat lis true. there is a. waiting cat.
 Danny Meadow Mouse.
New Britain herald., 1926-10-12

But the next night instcad of coming home, she telrphoned Mrs. Huntley from the office.
 'Im working lato," she told her. "Ill meet you and Mareret at the show. Save a seat for me-"
New Britain herald., 1926-10-12

The next story; "Danny's queer ra ft '"
The broad ax. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1895-19??, 1926-09-25
60 TO 70 YEARS FOR PRAYING
SHEIK
Man Who Inundated and Robbed
Women Really Gets Life Term
preston News Service)

New York City, Sept 24.-Harlem'
praying sheik" was sentenced by
Judge Mcintyre in General Sessions
to prison terms aggregating between
sixty and seventy years, Friday
The praying sheik" described him.
self in court as John Smith, twenty
seven, seller Of lingerie.
AT his trial, concluded Friday morn
ing, it was testified the "sheik" made
a practice of gaining admittance to
fats on the pretense he desired to sell
stolen lingerie at bargain prices. Once
in the fiat he would try to strike up a
Irritation with the woman to whom he
was showing the goods. If the woman
resisted his advances, he threatened to
kill her. He would finish by robbing
her Of every article Of value he could
carry away.
The broad ax. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1895-19??, 1926-09-25
AS SHERIFF SAYS
THERE IS DANGER OF Eff
FORT TO LYNCH COLEMAN
Goes to Face Trial for Staying Wife
preston News Servicel


Greensboro, N. O., Sept. 25.-Sheriff
Belser Of Arkansas City, Ark, who
Thursday night took Will Worthy,
alias Charles Coleman, from the city
jail here and started to Arkansas with
him said that there was danger that
the colored people in Arkansas City
would try to lynch Coleman.
Coleman or Worthy, was arrested
here on August 80, charged with the
murder Of his wife five years ago in
Arkansas. 1t is charged that he shot
her FIVE times and then tried to cut her
head off with an axe and burn the
body.
The prisoner refused to 60 without
requisition papers, so the Sheriff was
provided with them.
pray for me, Cap" Coleman asked
Jailer Sample Hufins as he was led
by chain, handcuffed to the train. He
was shaking in "a panic of fear.
The broad ax. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1895-19??, 1926-09-25
DEMPSEY'S CONTRACT TO
BATTLE WILLS UPHELD IN
INDIANA
preston News Service)

y
indianapolis, Ind, Sept. 20.-The
famous $40 contract, calling for bout
between Jack Dempsey and Harry
Wills, has bobbed up again, this time
as the basis of a Superior Court in
junction to prevent the champions
match with Gene Tunney at Philadel-
phia September 25.
Judge Clinton H. Civan, holding that
ownership. of the much-disputed con-
tract represented property right,
granted the petition Of the Chicago
Coliseum Club for an injunction last
Friday night, although the prize fight
ing is not permitted by Indiana laws.
The orphan contract which has
passed through several hands, was
signed by Dempsey in Los Angeles
last winter and bound by the payment
TO the champion of $40 bill, accord
ing to B. c. Clements, president of
the club. 1t called for first payment
of 100000 to the champion early in
August and the Coliseum Club exhibit
ed at the hearing protostatic copy
of check for this amount which it
said it was trying to induce the cham
pion to accept.
The original contract for a Wills
Dempsey fight was negotiated at Niles,
Mich, by Floyd Fitzsinmons, who
later sold his rights to the Coliseum
Club the alleged Los Angeles agree
ment taking its place.
Fitzsimmons testifying here for the
defense. maintained that both the
agreements were fnvalidated by the
clubs defaulting payment.
The view that Pennsylvania courts
would have to take cognizance Of the
Indiana injunction was expressed by
Judge Givan.