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NEW BRITAIN DAILY HERALD, THURSDAY, APRIL 5, 1923.
MY MARRIAGE PROBLEMS Idele GanUoo'i Now Fruwa of REVELATIONS OF A WIFE The nisclcviiiro Mmla Coiifldlnply Made to Madge. Linda'a weak fare, which once hail been pretty, held the shamed grief and the mullah ohatlnncy or a child who haa been humiliated. She looked moodtly at the door through which Grace Draper had Just passed, and her chin quivered with (utile anger, while Impotent tears rolled down her cheeks, "Bhe hadn't ought to have told the chef I anltched that little bit of hooch," she said plaintively "It wasn't any harm, but he'll be sore at me, and he's always treated mo white. I don't know what made mo do It, anyway. I didn't need to." She stopped abruptly and looked furtively, speculatively at me. "Say, You look like a good kid," she announced at last. "And you're sore at Gracie, too. I.ooklt. You wouldn't snitch on me to her, would you. If I showed you somethln?" I snatched at the heaven-sent op portunity. "Of course I wouldn't," I assured her warmly. She nooded her head sagely. "I knew you were a good kid," she announced, and when she had locked the door she came back to me, star ing at me with blinking, red-rimmed eyes. "You swear you won't tell Gracie," be said. "I awear It solemnly," I returned. "Thass all right then," she said, and walking to the radiator, pulled aside the exquisite hooked rug which covered the jagged hole in the floor. "Come here," she said, with a per emptory jerk of her head. I obeyed her quickly. "Kneel down here," she whispered, and when I had done so, she took my hand in hers and thrust it into the jagged hole in the floor boards. "I'd Like to Go to Sleep "Reach over, to the right and get what's there," she instructed. My fingers closed upon a fiat bot tle which I drew out. and handed to her. She took it with a little croon ing sound of delight. Then, with a frightened glance at the hole in the floor, she jumped up, dragging me with her, and hastily pushed the rug over the hole. "There's somebody in tne room be low," she. said nervously, "and that pipe's just like a telephone wire. You can hear juU as plain. Nobody knows that but me, though, so don't you tell Gracie." With one of the freakish impulses of partial intoxication, IAnda patently had taken a fancy to me, and for the present I was in high favor with her. She uncorked the bottle, lifted It to her Hps, tilted her head back, and with closed eyes and rapturous face took a long draught. Then she held out the bottle with the generous glow of self-sacrifice on her face. "Have a little snifter," she invited cordially. "You look as if you needed one." "I'd love to, a little later," I pre varicated promptly. "I have a head ache now, and even a taste would make it much worse." To my great .relief, for I feared to offend her, she accepted my explana tion. "I know," she said, wagging her head sagely. "This stuff goes to your MISS BRADFORD, AFTER HARD WORK, AT LAST FEELS SHE "BELONGS" IN THE MOVIES. BY VIRGINIA BRADFORD. Hollywood, April 6. The filming of "Bella Donna" constituted my coming-out party In the movies. Not that it changed my status of extra for I am only a piece of hu man confetti in the picture but In my own mind It definitely ended my awkward flapper days in fiickerdom. This sense of "belonging," of be ing finally on the inside, comes to some girls after the second or third job, to others only after months of work. My debut was a hectic party. Everyone but myself thought it was for Pola Negri, for Adolphe Menjou, Conway Tearle, Conrad Nagel and the rest of her supporting cast. But that didn't hurt my feelings. It was given under a vast glass roof. Everyone came In gorgeous costume, 250 men and women, transformed from prosy folk to the most ravish ing creatures by wig and paint, satin and tights under the brilliance of the aun arcs. , On a high platform, megaphone In hand, like a battle general, stood George Fltzmaurice, director. Brsidej him, Arthur Miller, master of cam-! eras. Opposite, close to the mob, Frank O'Connor, assistant director. A volley of sharp Instructions. Then a hurst of orchestra music, "Lights!" and the purr of! cameras as we danced and chatted, tossing balloons and confetti for the "long shot" carnival scene. Then a mare or whistles, and stoppage. ' "Kill 'em!" came the order. It wasn't a decree of execution for be. wlldered bone.heads merely studio argot to douse the lights. Instruc tions were patiently repeated. ' Fola Negri, dark and exotic In sal mon silks, sat across the canal from us. consulting her script and munch ing bits of orange under the hover- Ing attention of two maids. And now we extras were at leisure. Some watched hpr act. Others, hardly aware of her presence, pre- head something fierce. I'd like to go sleep right now." ( familiar Voice Bne stood looking vacantly at me for a minute, which seemod endless, thou a cunning smile upread over her face. .., "I'll tell you," she said. "You're awful tired, Why don't you go to sleep, too? We'll both go to sleep." I seized the suggestion eagerly. "That will be splendid !" I said. "Only I don't want to go to bed. I'll just get Into a negligee and slippers anil lie down on the couch. But it's so near the fire, can't we move it over the other side of the room?" She considered judicially, "Why, yes, I guess so," she said. "Take hold." She was reeling slightly when we grasped the couch, and though I watched her furtively, I saw that she suspected nothing when I put the head of the courh so nenr the hole of the rndiator pipe that I could reach down and lift the rug without mov ing from a reclining position, I straightened myself with a sense of relief. "Now I'll have a nice rest," I said. "So will I," she returned. "I'm glad you don't want the bod, for I'm going to take it. I need to stretch out." She watched me change to a negli gee with eyes which she tried in vain to keep watchful. And no sooner was I ensconced on the couch than she threw herself upon the bed. I had to wait only a few moments before the sound of her breathing told me she would be safe for hours. Then I lifted the corner of the rug and listened for sounds from the room below. And when an hour had slipped by my vigil was rewarded by the sound of voices voices which I recognized ns those of Grace Draper and Harry Underwood. SLEEPY T I ME TALES THE TALE OF GRANDMA GOOSE iRSCOTT BAILEY BIG BILL RUNS AWAY. The day was drawing to close. "Conic! It's dusk. It's time you went into the house for the night," Grandma Goos; called to her twelve children." At least she supposed there were twelve, as usual. As usual, she counted them when they filed through the doorway. For she was a careful" old dame. "What's this?" she exclaimed. "Have I made a mistake?" As the last youngster waddled across the threshold. Grandma Goose had said, "Eleven!" She tried to count the children in doors. But it was hard work. They wouldn't stand still. She counted them again three times. The first time she counted fourteen; the sec ond time, seventeen, and the third time, twenty. "My goodness!" she said. You'll have to go outside and come in once 1 AM ONLY A FIECE OF HUMAN CONFETTI. ferred strolling flirtation with the carnival partner of an hour. For some the, occasion was a mere job; for others a chance to grow by care ful observation. A sort of segren.i tion of the wise and foolish at tne threshold of the movirs. It seemed Improbable that any par ticular extra would be observed in all the melee of pretty faces and brilliant costume, but I tried to keep in mind that In every turn of the kaleidoscope one bit of glass .lwiys stands out and acted accordingly. Directors Fltzmaurice and O'Con nor may not have noticed me. Cer tainly my contribution to "Bella Donna" was obscure enough. But for the first time I left, the studio with- out the feeling that the door had slammed bphind me. TOMORROW Does It pay to break Into the movies? 0 Ml I more, so I can eount you as you pass through the doorway, There ought to be twelve of you no more, and no lw. Ho Grandma Goose' children trooped Into the yard, turned around, and went back Into the house, Again, ai the Inst one entered, Grandma Ooosa counted him No. 11, "There's certainly one missing" she murmured. ."The next thing to do Is to find out which one Isn't here." She was quite culm, She began to li '1 miflvt cried. hv known it! the can the names or tier cnnuren, ieu Ing them that each must raise a wing when he heard his name. When she called, "Big Bill!" nobody stirred. Still Grandma Goose was unruf fled. "Big Bill must be playing In the mud at the foot of the lane," sho said to the youngsters, "Stay here In the house while I go and get him." But Big Bill wasn't at the foot of the lane. Grandma Goose looked everywhere for him at the corn crib, Inside the horse barn, around the pigpen. But no Big Bifl did she find. At last she began to be anxious. She hurried about, asking everybody she met, "Have you seen my ,Blg Bill?" - ' Many of the farmyard folk didn't understand, at first, what she meant, THE YOUNG UDY ACROSS THE WAY The young lady across the way says nicotine is a deadly poison and if peo ple must smoke they ought always to use cigaret-holders. r I 'I An Intimate vSitpy or IrghDST Emotions Psveald In Prtva'Teuttep.3 copyrght 9Z3-U.S.A. Service Inc. From Mrs. Mary Aldcn l'rescott to Priscllla Bradford. My Drar Prissy: It was very disappointing to me and I presume you were disappointed, too, that you were called home hy tne illness of your mother before the wedding. I would not write to you in this fashion did I not know your mother, Mchitablo Bradford, very well, and I was sure you would find as you did that her illness was more a case of selfishness and a desire to have you entirely to herself. You know I tried to persuade you when you got the telegram that this was so. But you, as a dutiful daughter, felt vou must return homo only to find that my prognostications were per fectly correct. Whatever I may think, my dear Prissy, of this union between my son and Leslie Hamilton, between a man whose ancestors have been statesmen, judges, artists and profes sional men, to the daughter of a man whose early years were spent amid the. sweat of a steel mill, I must say that the wedding of John and Leslie was very beautiful. There was, perhaps, too much pomp of convention and pageantry of wealth, but nevertheless every thing went oft better than I ex perted. Mrs. Hamilton must have had somewhere amorjg her forebears peo ple of culture and refinement. Leslie, as you know, is a very beau tiful girl. I am afraid that her beau ty was the lure which drew my son's heart to her while others, of greater worth were passed by. There were six bridesmaids end a maid of honor, with accompanying escorts for eacij as they walked back In the marriage train from the altar. I almost felt, dear Prissy, as I should probably frel if I were look' Ing upon the dead face of my son as I saw him take the ring from his friend, a Mr. Sidney Carton, and place It upon Leslie's finger. There was a look upon his face that I had never seen before. Even to me, his mother, he had never given such a glance of utter adora tion. I cannot tell you the feeling that I had. Cold hand clasped my heart. ' : DAILY PAftHIO.X HEftVICK.: New Yoke, Tucked Collar, Drapes and Pleats Individual touches that make for style a new yoke that cuts down Into the tops of very short sleeves; a square tucked collar for the front of a dresi; a skirt that has both drapes "Why, ye! Your big bill's sticking out right in front of your face," they told her. . . " "No! No!" Grandma Goose told them. "I mean my son, Big Bill." ''Oh! We haven't seen him," every body answered. But at last old dog Spot told Grandma that he had seen her Big Bill cross the road and waddle out of sight along .the path that led to the river. i "I might have known it!" she cried. "He's gone to the river to see the, wild geese. Oh! Whatever shall I do?" (Copyright, 1923, by Metropolitan Newspaper Service). Gossip's Cornet Scarf Sleeves Scarf sleeves are very effective in thin materials or in lace the same shade of the. frock. . The most ex treme ones reach almost to the floor and occasionally one is permitted ex tra length so it may trail on the floor. Pleating Popular The revival of pleating is one of the outstanding features of this season. It is liked not only for the separate skirt but for the many-tiered skirt which is joined to the plain bodice. Do all mothers feel this way? 1 think not. There has always been such a great understanding between John and me, and while, of course, I have not seen as much of him since he left his home to go to Albany, yet I have always tried to keep In touch with him by writing him letters of admonition and advice. On the day of the wedding, how ever, when I looked at that beauti ful girl beside him, I felt some way as though my boy had gone away from me, I knew that I had noth ing in common with his wife and I suddenly felt that I had grown old and that never again would my boy listen to my counsel. She was of another time, almost of another race. Her gods were not my gods, and yet. Prissy, I must tell you of a great surprise I had. The night before the wedding, after they had had a rehearsal of the ceremony this seemed to me al most a sacrilege Leslie came to me and put her arms about me and laid her cheek against mine. It is soft and flowerlike, Prissy. I felt a tug at my heart especially - when she said: "Dear Mrs. Prescott, I shall never be. able to thank you enough for giv ing me that beautiful desk. Already it has filled a place In my life that I never expected to have filled," al ready It has brought to me the knowledge that I am no different from all the women who have peo pled this earth, because I know that all the women who have sat at that desk have loved as I love your son." I did not toll her, my dear Prissy, that probably the women of that ro mantic period of French history who had sat at that desk had not been women of chastity nnd virtue. I did not want to sutly her Ideals. Instead I asked her, "Have yon found the secret drawer?" and sha snswered w-ith a smile, "The drawer is still a secret." I am sorry to say that this answer dispelled any newfound Joy that 1 had In my prospective daughter-in-law, for It told me that she would never come to me with her Joys and her sorrows that henceforth I should walk this world alone. Affectionately yours MARY ALDEN PRESCOTT. l and pleats.' , These are frock that are unques tionably new made so by the slight variation from what Is usual and ex pected, i Wide Straw Sailors The very wide straw sailor, draped with a colorful scarf or adorned with flowers or ribbon, Is scheduled to make its appearance for roid-season wear. Several Shades - " The use of two or three shades of silk braid, arranged side by side to form a. sort of band trimming, is fre quently noticed on the spring tailor- mades and one-piece frocks. Figured Frocks A frock of figured silk, the figures of which are gorgeous and gay, has a pleated jabot of the silk which ex tends rfrom the collar to hemline. It Is loosely girdled' with a ribbon. Taffeta and Laec ' Lace is being frequently combined with taffetta this season, to the advan tage of both. Particularly in the delicately colored frocks designed for debutantes and dances do we find the union. Fancy Voiles t Drop-stitch voile makes some of the most charming frocks for sum mer. It comes In the mo6t fascina ting shades and needs practically nothing but a girdle, and perhaps white collars and cuffs to trim it. Leather ;lrdle A summer frock of green crepe If distinctively trimmed by 'not being trimmed at all, save for an organdie collar and cuffs and a belt of white kid flowers. 1 ' To Flavor Bacon Before you fry the breakfast bacon soak It in cold water for three or four minutes It will give it a much more delicate flavor. Curtain Rods To run a rod through the hem of a curtain place a thimble over the end of the rod and it Will s)ip through readily. Bran as a Cleaner Warm bran will clean tapestry, covered furniture. Apply it thickly on a piece of flannel, and brush off with a clean brush. This will also clean brocade. Cleaning Paint The marks left on paint when matches are scratched on it can be removed by rubbing with a cut lemon. ' When Chickens Are Singed Brown wrapping paper Is said to be best for singeing the chicken because it will leave no blackened spots. salt and Celery You can make a delicious flavoring for soups, oysters or gravy by saving the root of the celery, drying and grating it and mixing with it one third as much salt. Onion Odor Kemove the odor of fish or onions from frying pan by scalding vinegar in them, then washing in the usual fashion. Broken Glass If a piece of woolen cloth i placed on the floor where glass has been broken all the tiny particles will stick to It and thus be removed. . STRAWBERRY CM BY BERTHA E. 8HAPLEIGH Of -Columbia University Separate the white and yolks of three eggs. Beat the yolk until thick and light-colored, then add one cup of sugar and beat well. 81ft one cup of flour with one and one-half teaspoons of baking powder and one fourth teaspoon of salt, and add this to the beaten egg yolks and sugar, stirring It in lightly. Add one tablespoon of hot water and two teaspoon of lemon Juice, put Into a well-buttered pan and bake 30 minutes In a moderate oven. Cool, split and All with- strawberries sweet ened to taste, On top place stiffly beaten cream, sweetened and flavored. Another attractive way to serve this rake is to cut a piece from the center, leaving a wall one inch thick on the side and one-half inch on the bottom. Fill the center with the strawberries and cover with stiffly beaten cream. lntr utlMrnlae Imiicuini, l.ifulrt 'nl written by tils lni usmrlM for "HEARTS AFLAME" AT PAI-ACE The photoplay feature at the Palace starting today for (he last half of the week offers Reginald Barker' apAto cular film "Heart Aflame." "'Nothing so vivid and Intense aa thl forest fire ha yet been presented in photoplay form. The. scene has been remarkably photographed one can ac tually aee the flame l)ck at the tree which rapidly give way before. 'the conflagration. , ,j . The cast Is large ' and excellent. Frank Keenan is soen in the. role of an old millionaire, an ex-lumberman; Anna Q. Nllsson, is tho girl of the Michigan woods; and Craig Ward makes a strong Impression as the young hero. ' The Keith vaudeville bill will fea ture four headline acta with the Reuters in a few thrills; Dunne and Mayo who offer original songs and patter; George' Mark In an excellent monologue; and "The Jungle Bunga low'' a very fine musical comedy of fering with pretty girls, catchy tune, and dancea Friday night will bf N. V. A. night in which all the act will get together in one large afterpiece and will clown and sign the new waltz song "Glimpses of tho Moon," after which the songs will be distributed in the audience. One week each year is set aside for the benefit of the N. V. A, which is the National Vaudeville Artists Association; who look after the welfare of aged, sick and needy actors, and for the maintenance 'of several homes throughout the'eountry for the actor. All vaudeville theater on the different circuits will give the receipts of Friday evening's perform. ance to the fund. "STORM SWEPT" AT LYCEUM The London Gaiety Girls' musical comedy company continues to draw the theater patrons at the Lyceum, where a spiffy little show Is being staged. Beginning today and con tinuing for the remainder of the week, the program Is entirely different from that shown the first three days. The picture, "Slormswept," is a treat to watch. Broad expanses of the ocean, terrific storms at sea, pictures que lightships, a thrilling shipwreck and rescue and through it all a tangled romance that is not straight- TonightFri. Sat. The Big Screen Thriller with Little Richard Headi ick Frank Keenan Anna Q. Nilsson Don't Miss the Big Forest Fire KEITH VAUDEVILLE featuring "The Jungle Bungalow" a clever musical comedy Monday "Trifling Women" ' N. V. A. CLOWN NIGHT FRIDAY "HEARTS AFLAME" i PI SI THE SOFT, WARM DELIGHT OF THE SPRING will be ushered in by the thrilling HARMON OF THE HARP played by MISS MILDRED DILLING accompanied by Miss Frances Parker Under Auspices of New Britain McAIl Auxiliary , You will come Friday evening If you heard Miss Dllllng play here last year Ticket $1.00 , Crowell'a Drug Store Miss Mildred Dilling Friday, 8:15 P.M., Camp School rii watto;ii;afn;mt:;tMHtyia:;KH;mR:RmttunaJi nu(Kti awl rmu-wt ill tliia colutau tlij rekpmjllv awuMiuval coutmar. art ened out until the final fadeaway, i the theme of this drama. Beginning next Monday and con tinuing for three day an exceptionally alluring picture, "One Week of Love" I to be ahown. Thl I regarded by many as without a peer in the line of romantic drama and the leading character would tend to bear thl out. Miss Elaine Hammerstcln, one of the noted personalities of the screen, play the leading role while opposite her Is dashing Conway Tearle. , Another big picture that" soon 1 to be brought to tho Lyceum is "The Curse of Drink." Next week, all week, Felfx Martin,' formerly the famous comedian with Heyt's Revue, will be at this theater with lis own musical comedy com pany, said to be one of the best that came out from Boston this season. CROSSROADS OF S. Y. FOX'S Mack Bennett' latest comedy melo drama, ' Crossroads of New York, opened this afternoon to an apprecia tive audience at Fox' where it will continue as tho feature movie at traction for the remainder of tho week. The four vaudeville acta are of the highest order, featuring several unique novelty stunts. Among them are the Jester Trio, Smith and Joyce, and Bradbury, the last named being a very good single. ' Beginning Monday, for three days, The Dangerous Age will be shown, followed by The Hottentot. Tho Dangerous Age is an especially ap propriate picture for this is spring time. LYCEUM Tonight, Fri Sat. If You Want Real Drama ' Don't Miss ,1 With WALLACE and NOAH BEERY MUSICAL COMEDY NEXT WEEK s FELIX MARTIN With His Own Msical v .Comedy . Next Mon.Tues., Wed7" "ONE WEEK OF LOVE" With . ELAINE HAMMERSTEIN NEXT WEEK THURS. "THE CURSE OF DRINK" With EDMUND BREESE MARGUERITE CLAYTON and HARRY T. MOREY FOX'S I . XOW PLAYING ' MACK NEXXF.TTS COM I :iY ' M KLLOttAMA as The World' Most Noted Harpist You would go far to hear her next year if you come Fri day evening. Tickets 11.00 Crowell'a Drug Store 4 iVtrft 4 Jfc Mil OlUMISWtM a g Mini., Tues., Weil. R B ;. "THE DANGEROUS AGE" If!'