New Britain herald., 1928-03-05
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 Well, If I nutAt tell tn truth dear friendth,' proclaimed the Sd g. of ] \ summers, with that air of pro- found wisdom that made Josh Bill jngs so famous, "I will thimply thay that tn more I thee of huth, bandth tn more lmprethed l an, with tn triangular brethedneth ol maiden medltathyon fanthy free.'
 Not 10 mention Tony Justin's style of dancing, ans the cozy con- fort of his E roadster remarked Ann McGuffy. inauspciously touch ing up the modest tlnting of her left cheek bone.
 The spotlessly white Browne chin assumed an elevation on the smooth surface of which a goblet of water would have rested with perfect se- curity.
 It was Pose No T of the Fourth Manual in the Correspond ence School of Proper Expression and signified Dignity, as defined by Lady Constance Seeker. Especial rates to the protession.) T fail to obther>e." observed Lady Constance Seeker Billie Browne, with fine lauteur, 'th' con- necthyon between huthbandth and Tony Juthtin':h roadthter.
 Perhaps there is no connection ln rony's case,' said Ann, owing to his avoWed preference to flappers. He says there are too many unat- tached to waste his time on other mems wives
 Tony i'h q very uythe young perthon,' affirmed the very wise young flappcr holding wisely. Well. velI-now l "anta know. nanta know" broke in q mascu- line voice on the conversation, and the "uythe young perthon.' in per son, stepped out from behind q tall rack of picture postcards. Who Is spreading tn dope bout tn wise guy in this case? C'mon across. Wild Bill.'
 He leyeled an eyaegerately fierce gaze on the pretty blonde with the lisp. who giggled with delight at the special notice from the most popu- lar young man in town.
 Tony Justin crlnned with large sister and the other two were scarcely worth the valuable time of 8 man Nho drove B roadster. Still, so long as he was there he might as well be sociable,
 T was about to suggest" he saids addressing everybody. that, if you Il all take small drink Ill--er-pop open--once. oi, Oj, there, Mister Bartender-' waving a long arm aloft 10 attract the attention of the "nico young man in white. 'Tve had q foolish notion.' he went on 10 the clerk, who had stepped quickly forward, "so go as far & you like.''
 Such an order could, of coCrse, call for nothing but tn" best in th" "bartendor's Eariegated assortment.
 And then, inst as the drinks were being serN ed, who should step into the store but Father Ryan and Peter Justin. There was nothing. either, ll the appearance or the ma ke-up of the drinks 10 attract notice. It was one of the tenets of Father Pats faith that q priest must be q little bit of everything in citizenship, not th. least ot which was "an artist in diplomacy" He was eyer ready to listen to the troubles and confes- sons of his people. But it was a rare thing for him 10 interest himself. unsolicited. in anyone's affairs, espe~ cially those of q. personal nature.
 And yet, despite this rule he had laid down for hlmsolf he now asked Jill Stuart q very pertinent question. Seating himself close beside her at the soda counter, he leaned over and whispered in her ear.
 Does Jack know yet " here you were last night'' '''
 Fury flaned for an instant in the heart of'Jill Stuart, while q fiery red burned in her checks and throat.