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Idele GanUoo'i Now Fruwa of
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
"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
"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
"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
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
"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
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
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
"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
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.
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,
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
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
'1 miflvt
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
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 lady across the way says
nicotine is a deadly poison and if peo
ple must smoke they ought always to
use cigaret-holders.
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
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. '
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
(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
"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
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
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
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
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
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. .
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
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.
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
Little Richard Headi ick
Frank Keenan
Anna Q. Nilsson
Don't Miss the Big
Forest Fire
"The Jungle Bungalow"
a clever musical comedy
"Trifling Women" '
i PI
will be ushered in by the thrilling
played by
accompanied by Miss Frances Parker
Auspices of
New Britain
Auxiliary ,
You will come
Friday evening
If you heard
Miss Dllllng
play here last
Ticket $1.00
, Crowell'a
Drug Store
Miss Mildred Dilling
Friday, 8:15 P.M., Camp School
nu(Kti awl rmu-wt ill tliia colutau
tlij rekpmjllv awuMiuval coutmar.
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.
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
With His Own Msical
v .Comedy .
Next Mon.Tues., Wed7"
With .
The World'
Most Noted
You would go
far to hear her
next year if
you come Fri
day evening.
Tickets 11.00
Drug Store
4 iVtrft 4 Jfc Mil
a g Mini., Tues., Weil.

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