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NEW BRITAIN DAILY HERALD, THURSDAY', MAY 21, 192a.
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A Wife's Confessional
atltlt OuTUos't Ht fbu w
REVELATIONS OF A WIFE
BRIGHT RED ON THIS FROCK
tint Is the Secret Which Mother
(rnlinin Has kepi'.'
"Whin Mr, (itnham rani" 10 our
.. ii. a.- my lathers law partner.'"
n smiled In' moihi r-m-li.w I'tt-'r the
,nuv m which fit IM'I
back ihrotu-h Il-.c years a' :h? ro
mantic ileum r liT liuf I-;' ri 1.
s , ,. ,. t 'pa! he u a l'lovi.-r
,., rl.ii l. a l.r.y, who was
r-' il'-a.l vW'.-'a I'opb
.. isn't Inn? before a man
,.in r lnn in -1 some-body trow
suilie'hln.,- about
'I
ti
ll-'
only
. -unman
wondering whether my mother-in-law
ought to postpone her narra
tive. Hut after a searching, apprais
ing glance nt the cider woman, my
friend shoiik her head, and I
realUod that sin; was sure it was
best for .MotlnT Oraham to llnlsh
her t"!-v. oik") for all. that she,
might the sooni-r push It hack Into
the llniho of things long .ioail.
"Steve wa ou'y thirteen at the
lime he rami' to mo," my mother-in-law
wi nt mi when she had open
ed lirr i-y i-s and brought her slump
ing figure tn an (r'i'1 position again.
tH.y wus in j "for he was not Wi until several .
n-w the orl- i j (turn ait.-r the marriage of hi par
Urahum had , ,-nts their tirot baby died tut
he- had ii was mmoM as tail at he It now. i
nor sanl, which ; an( strong In wnt Just a Mg j
ill his dlpioma. bully of a hoy and. I am j
twenty at the lime, ashamed to say It, hut I couldn't.
hear him "
She had been tei'ing her story In
a color. ess, monotonous vote, but
the last few words were fumed Into I
a flrc. hot outburst. It wa( at If 1
th, venom of that, old feeling hall
been lnjc'ej into this rehearsal of j
Hun ii of bright red kasha and
rtl fruttons trim tlilt tport frock of
natural colored kasha, that fulfills
evory requirement of tht sportt
woman. A novel effect It achieved
by the side panels which form the
pockets and break tht monotony of
the plain expanse of cloth.
Pin Your Scarf
With Pearls
ii.
married n;is
v, v-'r, f. Sit-'' look' 1 youue. kow
. . ,-r; a i h-ast, her phot ographa
.i.j" tny nioi hcr-m-law s Hp?
1 sir- hti'r"y at the meh'ion of
ibr aiii'i-nt phot ogra phs "and
Philip that was my hnsl1
ird
-an i-u'V ahouf hr; there wag no , her wrong.'.
,,oiibt anruit thai ckt." i "I was young, but I had been
I ook'l away, that I might r"t 'rained in a rigid school" Mother
-r. the humiliation and the j'-a:-"1 Ursham's voice, was under control
i-iuv mirrored upon h-r face. airaln "and I tried to do my duty
".lie never brouclit hep home py the boy without taking tny in-
people, ii-i-rf proii-i an-i juiri - warn reeling Towara ami miu ao.
i.it after his cra lumion he 't up
for himself in anotlvr town wi'h
I 1 A -
r mr
The smart woman may decide to
-.-onie monev or nis own ina; nt hm
inherited fmni his grandmother.
There the b"y was born, and after
a couple of ye.irs his wife was talten
ill with an iriourah'e disease. She
was taken to a sanitarium and died
there; at least, that was the story
w-hloji was 'old everybody.
"There were other stories, how-i-ver,
of the wife's carryings on
after she waa married, of terrible
-iiiarren, and of Mr. Graham's af
'a'rs; but those last were just lies
niad up by people iea'.ous pf him,"
.he interpolated naively.
BcaWce Burtun O mm w nm n.
count at ail. But he. would not. obey pin her silk scar: snout ner mroai
me, thwarted me at every turn, al- instead of depending on a casual
though his father upheld me and knot of the silk. The pin she se
wed to punish him severely when lectt is usually a large one with
I was obliged to go to him with pearls or brilliants let in silver or
Steve's disobedience. ' 'platinum. Baroque or tinted pearls
"It Was an Awful Life." are often seen in this environment.
"What a dreary, sordid picture she
wat unfoldins! I wondered no
longer that she had dreaded to tell I
it. And secretly, knowing only too
well the rigidity of my mother-in- j
law's nature, I felt part of the sym-
pithy transforming itself to Steve. ... ,
I thought of that thirteen-yr-ar-old , ' lev erly Arrange.1
, i.. v i Hurler-! material! are very fash-
I schools, until the one where, the 4 wade up very
PHiipiy n ii lew friuiN iui wi.ni
Gossip's Corner
sty."?,
ml'
mm I'
V ; it
IS
$ M ? I
pre..s as dry as possible through a
etralner.
rigid discipline
puritan1'
I Couldn't M ar Him."
'T had been married almost a young stepmother and his father's
- ear before I found out the truth, "severe punishments ' were the chief
-he went on, and I saw a strong , Incident of hi life, j
shudder ripple through her at the 1 "It was an awful life we led for
memory. It was tnrougn i".k. inree year, am: can, ,n,n-.-u,,
nobody outside our family Knew
anything about If. Then Steve, re-;
venged himself on me by blurting I
out the thing which, by bribes or!
threats, Jus fother f-ad kept him :
from telling. His mother had no1
died, when everyone supposed the
had, Tier reported illness and re
moval to a sanitarium had l.-fen
made- up by Mr. Graham to hide the 1
fact that she had run away from
elever'y arranged drapery
hot effect.
sieve, that I learned it. His father
l ad brought him home to me almoa?
hpfore our honeymoon was over,
and I never could like him from
i he first. He was perfectly incor
rigible. I learned a forward that he
had been sent back to his father
from a dozen different, schools."
She leaned her head against the
.hair bark and shut Jjr eyes, evi
dently overcome by the recollection
Vreshena Cocoainit
freshen shredded eocoartut by
pouring over it enough sweet milk
to cover and let Jt stand In a cool
place for an hour or more. Then
I)e'P Oial Back
The deep oval line in the back Is
featured in all the ultra smart eve
ning frocks.
Saltwater Helps
1'ad'd rugs and carpets con be
freshened by sponging with strong
salt water.
CROSSWORD PUZZLE
that ordeal, so terrible to a young' him to join another man. And, most .
and inexperienced girl, which gave ! terrible of all to me, she had been i
her the disciplining of a "perfectly i alive wnen
inoorriirible boy." ; !iv ing when
I looked at Lii'.ian inquiringly, his fatlur had bidder, fr,r so long.
I was married, was still
Ptove revealed the tru'h
Letter rrom .lolin .Md'-n Prccott to essay on the domeslic affairs of n
Syilney iartou. ('oiitliuietl cient Home, said: ".U that tune, a
Of course, you will understand, j man had only one w ife. This was
Svd. that 1 wiil not allow my mother tailed monotony."
or any o'her person to find the
slightest fault with I.esiie, and. al
though I was very proud of her, I
had that primitive instinct that
made me want to go out on that
ilance floor and snatch her in my
arms and carry l.er out of the ra-
I found out at that party, Syd,
that thct-3 was r,o danger of mo
notony with. LesMe. Fhe has had all
the variations of f -irnininity. Fool
that I am, 1 did not recognize it lie
fore. When I married her. I thought of ,
litis of the admiring eyes of our i her only as a girl I loved, a girl
i
i'nends, Yet I think I carried the
whole thing off very well.
I know, Syd, that I am very fool- ,
inh to -write or even think what I
have been telling you about Leslie.
She, God bir.ss her, was doing noth
ing that was in Cue least indiscreet, i
Cut, ?yJ, I must tell you that until !
that, moment I rtahy never knew
how much I loved her. All through;
our great tribulations, even wnen
she placed my son, who was her
son, in my arms, I did not know
that she might be as provocative or
;ove to some other man as she is to j
me. I
I learned that night that a man. i
-ven though he will not forego Ms!
fancied right to aJmir any woman
whom he shah choose, denies that
vjght emj haiKal'y to 1 Is wife. j
X had sometime excused myself
when I did some "damphool" act by j
saying tha1, although I ioved I.f-s-1
lie better than any other woman on j
oSrth, I had to introduce a little '
variety into my life. .
I reminded mjseif of the yourg
boy who. when asked to write an
who loved me. When the episode of
little Jack came up, I placer h'r
among the saints aimcst too line for
the every day man I kixw nijs-if
to be. Later through the sorrow ,
and pain of the deaths of her'
father and sister she became my
'lady of Sorrows' and when I saw
your goilr'nld in her arms, I kn-wj
hat in her gracious loveliness thai
typified the motherhood of the race.!
Then just as I had placed her on 1
the pedestal devoted to the Madon-!
r.as of the w-orld, she showed me
an allure that I had never found .
be'ore in another woman. j
"She is mine, she is mine," I snld .
to myse-.f as the dry voice cf my.
mother rr proving her came to my
ears. I had no thought but to pro-;
teet my own. I strode toward Les
lie and snatching lmr from all o'
them, I said: "Come on. Let's fox-'
trot,"
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TOMORROW Tills letter continued.
-tabi.es on health-
GOOD BED A GOOD INVESTMENT
A good bed is e rood investment.
It should not be too soft. It should
have sprints give, permuting
the mattress to conform to the shape
of the body.
Some advise against feather pil
lows and fea'her be, is. They main
tain that feathers overheat the body
and head. Hair and cotton rr.a'-
tresses. and mi'mi or hair rl
ire recommended V y these.
E.eefric Manke's r-e-w are rn the
market. By turning on the rirr r.t
half an hour before rettrloe ttje
bed wiil aiwavs be found and
dry.
Make Celery i rip
To mike re!ery erip Uke the
.; stalks apart, wath thorough y and
s ! stand In the re'rige-rttnr for sev.
era! hours in a pitcher of roM wa-
However. if one is enjoying re
reshing sleep on a feather pillow.
. would be foo'ish to throw it away
1 d get a hair piilow.
Red covers shou'd lie porous arid
ighi. T.onsely woven woolen blan
kets are the h'f. Two blank.", or
two thicknesses, of any kind rf cover
is hetter than the same thiekn-ss
and weight in one slng'e piece.
Alwavs have the room well ver.
ti'ated. Night sir is not. dangerous.
1 he heahhiest people ar the ones
who ;,-ep right out in the open,
winter and summer.
Especially i cut-door sleeping
well for persons who spend their
working hours inside. Cold air Is
Invigorating and an outing during
sleep Is aimos as benefteial as an
outing when aw ; '.
Fpecial rare shou'd be taken that
bed clothing it warm and dry.
ter containing a teaspoonfui of fait.
Hew Safe Way To
Rid Unsightly Hair
Permanently
Seieoe h t. last found a wetJM
birh rompletely aad perminutly
urevs fiperfliieiis llr grorta- Jboo
tsadt ef women a using il "
sfe ensy way tn t't ril of cjrn-,strev-tng
ur.sighilT tslr mtej,i of
olertrie needle, Wi'ti
this new roeth-id. there's muss, ii
raor. K-'sf ' applr. tbttlutely bsrm-).-nd
it's furanteed to ril yo'i
forr of nipernuo.j. bmr o'
nothing. This treatment i esllel
K.n aal U 6 toll b7 U S1 dtalwt,
urli 3
Fnlr r-Tt f, pnig 1 '; i ill
dlti(ltS.
Storeeuttera. tt-ertion! Here's
your nuat. A word that will stick I
most pu:z;e fans, is every-day ;
knowledge to you. Con you get It?
HORIZONTAL 1
i. Spir'l'e-1. ;
T. I pwarJ flight.
J''. A written promise to pay.
12. I.llhneates.
! t. Neuter pronoun,
1 No.xious plant. :
1 1'osi'n-e.
1 Tnir-I in usteal note,
Z'!, Married.
nt.
ti Hammer for rough, y shaping
stone,
I. I'lSh pole.
::. Metai.
Cer'ee (Srore,
S Beverage.
HI. Written order from higher
h'-aneh creatine a lodge.
String tennis fence,
T '. "1 r, challenge.
ST. Naked.
SI'. N'ga'he.
i-'i. Stor' teller.
! i Hideout.
41. :-, n:-'
4 ".. Crv-tal ga 7t.
i 4'v To ahoumd.
4 7. Meadow.
! 4?. Cbrr-.jl-s.
1 &2. Aurora,
j 54, Cnergj,
' Idle-S.
Cresere.
i ."S. To retransmit.
! To piaee.
e I. Miasuring s",ek.
es. l-pon.
C4. T'efp inrg ,t,
ft. Orb.
Kk. Point f,f compass,.
! fiJ. f nit of duation as a ba-ia for
mefr,
TL rar'ieie.
, 7 3. Narratb poetrj.
' Ti. HIO.
! 7T.. To shower.
C. Pronoun.
7. To nap.
S. Bone.
1. A fence.
1 1. To scatter.
13. To bore.
1 j. Net weight of c
17. Granted fact.s.
1 . "Let it stand."
1ft. Bare.
21. Animal similar
2 3.
Officious.
Weathercock.
Ciipp d.
Extents.
pertaining to auind.
Weeps.
Ijiw.
.Tourneys.
P.eer.
o a frog.
yage.
1
ttc. Ftecolor.
43. To hi gin a . M- r
4 4. Flay.
4'f. I turn. r.
4v. To level.
Hea-lstrone.
M. Kondi's.
fj. Foretoken.
fi1,. Knchan'ment.
.'-7. A m'liil-' r of a ;ury.
St. A a-t frym of learning.
S!. Yegeiai len us .I inst'ad o
tat.) in West India,
kl. Bodent.
Fart of hntoe,t.
e.l. To Iv rn.
f!7. Sailor. ,
t?. Peventh TTVSieal ro.
7r'. P're posi' ion of p!ae.
72. Mother.
TH iTOHY m FAR i
Gloria Oordon, htautlful flapper,
marrlea Pick Qregorjf, a ttruggllng
lawyer. Her Idea of marriage la fun
and fine clothes . , and no ork
or children.
Dick borrows Maggtt, hit molii
er'a maid, lo teach Gloria to cook.
Hut to the diagust of Mother Greg
ory Gloria won't learn. Later Mag
gie leaves because of Gloria's wild
parties, .
Tina Gloria hires panghlm
Sanson, although Dick tella her
they can't afford a maid. And she
swamps Dick with fbbts for new
clothes and an automobile,
nick becomes dangerously 111
with pneumonia, Purlng the days
of hit alow recovery Gloria sees a
great deal of Stanley Wayburn, an
... . i-
actor, with wnom sn m miaiumwi.
Jler best friend, May Seymour, wife
of Pr. John Seymour, warns her
against being seen with Wayburn.
She tells Gloria how tht herself
ha.s been snubbed becautt of her
foolish affair with Jim Carewe.
Wayburn says he has the offer of
a lob in Now York. H needs money,
tllorla g"ts-J200 for htm fTn
Pick's secretary, Mist Krlggs. She
tells Miss Briggs the money Is to be
spent on Improving tht back yard
a.s a surprise for Pick,
Wayburn and Gloria go riding one
afternoon. Wayburn, drunk, makes
violent love lo Gloria. In her effort
to protect herself, she forgets to
steer the car, and It overturned in
the road. Wayburn disappears and
Gloria i found and taken to a hos
pital. ,
There she eslto for Wayburn.
NOW GO ON WITH THE KTOKY
Gloria was asleep when her moth
er arrived st the hospital.
Mrs. Gordon and the floor nurse
sat at the foot of her bed talking
in low tones.
"Sho won't wake up for a while,
the nurse said. "W have her a
bleeping powder."
Gloria's mother clasped her hands
tightly together.
"You're sure she's not seriously
hurt?" she asked for th third time.
"Well, her collar bone's broken
and she's pretty well bruised," the
nurse answered, for the third time,
also. "Hut she's not going to die,
of course."
"Who is 'Stan?'" She asked, after
a moment's silence. "She kept ask
ing about. 'Stan' before she went
to eleep."
Gloria's mother didn't answer.
She knew at once who 'Stan' was.
That had been what Gloria had
always called that good-for-nothing
Wayburn:
Mrs. Gordon wondered if Gloria
had been seeing Wayburn all dur
ing hr married life. she. wondered
if Wayburn had been with her
when the car had been wrecked
that afternoon.
She stood up and looked at
Gloria's face.
A year ago Gloria, in her sleep,
had looked as Innocent, and sweet
as a baby. Mrs. Gordon had often
told herself so when she had gone
into her daughter's room to tuck
her tip for the night.
Now that look of child-like inno
cence had gone. There was a new
and hard expression around tha
beautiful mouth.
What had brought it there. Mrs.
Gordon wondered.
And as if In answer to her ques
tion, Gloria slirred in her sleep and
murmured "Stan."
i An hour later she stirred again
and opened her eyes. She smiled aa
she saw her mother, who was sit-
1 ting beside her. '" I
"Car?" Gloria ask'd, after a few
j minute. Her voice was drowsy.
"I guess It's pretty badly wrecked.
! Your dad's going to see about It in
! the morning," Mrs. Gordon an
swered. She took the fingers of
Gloria's bandaged hand In hers.
The girl winced and drew them
i away.
"Stan?" she asked, after another
long pause.
Mrs. Gordon shook her head.
"Was It Wayburn .who was with
you tn the car this afternoon? ' she
asked.
I Gloria closed her eyes. She pre
! tended that she was asleep so that
i she would not have to answer her
j mother's question.
I Rut her pale lips quivered and a
tear slid down her check from un
i der her shadowy lashes . . . then
j another.
"She-s been seeing that Wayburn
' again. I'm sure of 111" Mrs. Gordon
I said to Gloria's father that night,
as they walked home. "The nurse
says she's been calling for him ever
sinr she came' into tht hospital:"
"Po you think he was with her
In the ear when It turned over?"
Mr. Gordon asked.
His little Gloria! Hit baby girl!
. .'. Ah, no: She wasn't the kind
of wennan who ran around with
m"ti after she was married:
Not the little daughter that he
and mother had raised so careful
ly! . , . The little daughter who had
learned her prayers at his knee;
Not his Glory! There couldn't be
anything bad In her:
"Mother. yOil don't think Way
burn wa with tur Glory today, do
you-"' he asked again.
"I'm afraid I do." Mrs, Gordon
answered firmly. "I'm afraid I do!
She wouldn't answer me when I
asked her about him."
po-
VF.RTKAI.
Neat.
Within.
Padn.e i.
Ijwy r s eha-gc.
One hail tn em.
' BAlu'lT'O'M'e'Bll-lLlEifeM
ri TWg pEngpRil
1 piliiraTidRn
Two weeks later Gloria was able
to ait up and have visitors. The
first of the waA May Seymour.
The minute Gloria laid eyes on May
she. saw that tht wat bursting with
bad pews.
"Well, I must hand it to you for
giving the go.ips the best nine-day
wonder a! the year. Glory"' she
said, after she had kissed hr on
both clucks.
G'oria started.
"What do you mean. May?" the
askei. There was a queer, tinting
feeling at her heart.
"Well," May went on cheerfully,
"that rat, Mrs. Wing, aw you pick
Wayburn up in your ctr the aftar
noon of the wreck. She tail that
Wayburn was three sheets to the
wind. . . . Ani the story'a going
'round that you were, too tquiffy to
drive utraiaht. , . ."
"lt't not true;" Gloria burtt cut
angrily. "I hadn't had a thin to
drink! Not a thing!"
May tmlled ivea)y.
"You can tell mt tht truth,
dearie! You know I'll never breaths
it to a soul," she said,
"I don't care whether you do or
not! I tell you I didn't hava a thing
to drink! It was raining and tho
car skidded Into the ditch, that's
all," Gloria said.
"But Stan was with you, wasn't
he?" May asked.
"Yea, he was," Gloria ansvjored
defiantly. "But how did you knew
he was?"
"Oh, doctors' wives lienr things,
you know. Things that happen in
hospital'."' May answered mysteri
ously. "I'll tell yoj how I found out
about It!" she added a moment
mter. "Mrs. O'Hara is a friend Of
one of the nurses who took care of
you here at the Jiospltnl the night
of tho wreck. Al this nurse told
her about your callljig for someone
named 'Stan' all the time!"
Gloria stared nt May without
speaking.
"Mrs. O'Hara asked John who
'Stan' was," May went on. "And If
never occurred to John who 'Pltn'
was. . . . But the minute he told
me about, it I knew you'd been call
ing for Wayburn! I guess I'm some
little Sherlock Holmes'."
"I hope Pick hasn't heard about
my calling 'Stan,'" Gloria Said.
"But I suppose he has!"
May took out her vanity case and
powdered her prominent nose.
"By the way, Dick's much better,
John says," she ' remarked. "He
thinks he'll be able to come here to
see you in a day or two."
And the next afternoon Pick
came to the hospital.
Gloria wakened from a cat-nap to
find him standing beside her bed,
looking down at her. She. smiled up
at him in welcome.
"Well, Pick Gregory!" she cried,
"it certainly seems fine to see you
standing on your own feet again!
Po you foel really well now?"
"Not well but a lot better." Pick
answered. He drew up a chair to
the side of the bed and sat down.
"Your car's still in the shop," he
said, without, smiling. "The man I
sent out to tow it back to town said
it was pmtty badly smashed. , .
Tell me, Gloria, how did you hap
pen to run off the road that day?"
Gloria swallowed hard.
"Well, it was raining, ou know,"
she began, "and the car skidded
. . . and that's all. The next thing I
knew I was lying In the road with
the car on top of me!"
"What were you doing out In the
country 15 miles from home?" Dick
went on.
"Oh, don't ask me any more ques
tions'." Gloria cried impatiently.
"Haven't I been through enough,
lying here flat on my back for two
weeks. Give me a little peace!"
"Was anybody with, you?" Dick
asked relentlessly.
Gloria closed her rye.
"I'm tired," she said. "Go away."
"Not, until you tell me if anyone
was with you in your car that day,"
Pick said in a low monotone.
Gloria opened her eyes. She
smiled at Dick, showing the two
tiny dimples that were tucked In at
the corner of her mouth.
"You haven't kissed me yet
ky-Tikky-Tavy," she said.
"I'm not going to kis.s you,'
answered calmly.
"Never again?"
"Perhaps . . . but not right now,"
Pick replied, "Right now I'm In
terested tn just one thing. I want
to know who was with you 'way
out in the country that day of the
wreck: And, by Jove, Im going to
find out, too"'
Gloria burst out laughing.
"Not if I don't choose to tell you
she Said. "After all. nobody knows
who was along but me! 'And I'm
not going to toll!"
IJick whitened. Suddenly Gloria
waj sorry for him.
"I wsjs ail alone, Pick," tbe said.
"There wasn't anyone with me.
Crow my heart!"
Dick looked at her quietly for a
minute. Then he put his hand Into
his coat pocket and pulled out a
little mud-stained flask, covered
with cheap leather.
"How did you happen to have
this nlnni with you?" he asked.
i "Have you taken to solitary drink-
Ing. Gloria?"
i His wife widened her eyes that
were tho color of brown pansles.
I "Where in the world did you get
I that thing?" she asked. "I never
j saw it before in my life."
1 She shuddered as she looked at
;the fiaek. She seemed, still, to see
I it in Stan's hand as he- tried to
I make her drink from it!
I "You mean to tell me, upon your
word of honor, that ydu never have
seen this whiskey flask before In
your. life?" Pick asked her.
Gloria answered him gravely, "I
mean Just that:" she. said.
Ph watched hlin put the flask
hack- Into his pocket.
She drew a long breath of relief.
Then, fascinated, she saw him
draw from his coat another shining
object ... . a silv'-r clgaret case. It,
loo, was raked with yellow mud.
"Pid you ever see this before,
Gloria ?" he asked.
Gloria shook her bead.
"Never?" Pick asked. "Think be
fore you speak."
"Never"'
Tlek smiled seornfully,
"What kind of a woman are you.
anyway?" he asked. "You know as
well aa I do w hoso clgaret case this
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"Ha, ha, ha!" raggedy Andy
laughed when he saw the magician
run for home. "You'd better run, If
you do not want me to cut off your
earn:"
And the muglcian thought that
wa.s tho bert thing to do too, for
wa sillier Hum usual and ss sonti
as P.ngge.ly Ann SHid this, the magi
cian (nought to himself, "I shall
fool Raggedy Andy! I will run out
the back door and go lo the gro
cery and when I conic hnek I shall
tell' lil m of it!" So he got a basket
he had sent shteen ninglenl pump- .nd while Rnggeely Ann and
kins to roll right over Raggedy , Grampy Iloppytoad and little Ned
Andy and mash him fat. as a pan land the poor win-h waited at tht
cak. but Raggedy Andy had just ' front door and made a lot of nol
stood still with his long sharp , lo make the musician think It was
sword held firmly in front of him. Rnggedv .Andy, the magician slipped
so when the nnmnklns rolled un to i out of the buck door. Ho was so
him. they cut themselves In two.
busy peeping niouiKl me corner nc
the ciistle to ire if Raggedy Andy
wns fiill around in front, he did
not know that linsgedy Andy jt
right, in back of him.
"Ha'," Itnggeily Andy sudJerly
cried. "You thought you could fool
me and run to the grocery: But
now I have you:" The magician
was terribly frightened. He jumped
up in the it r and came down in tht
market banket, and, as Raggedy
Rik-
Dick
The magician ran to his castle
and went to his magic mirror to see
what the Raggedy and Grampy
Hoppytoad and little Ned and the
poor witch intended doing, and he
fsw that they were marching right
up to the-front, door of his castle.
My. the magician was frightened
and he made sure the doors wi-n
fastened tight. Raggedy Andy
knocked upon the magician's front
door with his long sharp sword.
"Bang: Bring: Bang:" only much
louder and the magician shivered tn
his shoes. But finally Raggedy Andy
knocked so loudly, the magician
had to go to the door.
"What do you want, Mister Rag
gedy Andy?" the magician a.sked,
just as It he did not know that tho
Raggedys had come there to rescue
little Ned's nice mama.
"We want you to give us Hlti'
Ned a nice mama and also to change
this poor old witch back into a mce
pretty lady!" Raggedy Andy said.
Aha: SO that. IB What you wisn.
Is It?" the magician cried, just as
if lie had not known all the time.
"Well. I shall not do it, that's
what'."
"Then we shall see!" Kagg'dy
Andy cried, though he did not
really know what to do.
"What will you do? Just tell me
that, will you Mister Raggedy
Andy?" the magician asked.
"I'll cut oft your nose, and I'll
cut off your cars:" Raggedy Andy
promised.
"Pear me! I shouldn't like that
at all!" the magician thought to
himself, but he pretended that ha
was very brave. "J shall not do us
you ask unless you bring me the
golden canary bird with the dia
mond eyes!" the magician crlef.
"There Isn't any such canary
bird!" Knggedy Andy said.
"Ha, ha: Don't you know that?
That's why I asked you to do it:"
"I shall sit right here upon the
front steps until you come out:"
Raggedy Andy promise!, "Th'n
watch out for your ears. Mister
Magician"'
"Pooh." the magician said. "I
can easily go out tho back door, I
guess!"
"I g,ioa it is no use. Raggcy j Up 1)l.an l0(m,
Andy told Ruggedy Ann and j Thd.aln ho:il,i,, 0f thetlnlt
Grampy Hoppytoad. 'The magician , finished with oil or water
proof varnfth and new and fresh
I Rnufriily Andy knocked upon III
j magician's front tl"or.
! Andy ran up lo him to capture him.
Hie magician said n magic word and
I the bnsl-.-'i carried him up in tno
lair out of Knggedy Andy's reach.
The niagi''i;:u laughed and sailed
away up over the trie tops. Then n.i
I'.agg' dy AnJy could not follow', lie
went Inside the magician's ensile
and locked the door behind him.
Then !i - went lo the front door und
let Itnggeily Ann ; lid I, : v.- '- 0
pytoad .-"id little Ned and lite I nor
I vv i'cii insid".
! "Wo will just slay in the caslle:"
i Ruggedy Andy (aid. "For there are
lots of magical tilings here and th.i
magician. Is stir" to return, Tlu-n
jwe wiil make him give us little
, N"d'n nice niama'." So Mic Raggedy
! made 'hemaehea at home "-litis
'th.-y waited for Hie niagieii'.n's n -I
turn.
will never comu out the front door
and I shall never catch him:"
"But Raggedy Ann had been
thinking very hard and she whis
pered to Raggedy Amlv. "You run
around to the magician's back door
and sit upon the steps and wait. So
Raggedy Andy did this. Then Rag
geely Ann knocked upon the magi
cian's front door again with
Grampy Hoppytoad's long stick.
"Didn't I teli you lo run homo?"
the magician asked when ho came j
to tin; door.
"No you didn't!" Raggedy Ann
replied, talking like Raggedy Andy.
"Besides, I shall sit. right hero un
til you cotne out, then I shall cut
off your ears!" Now. magicians are
silly creatures and this magician
applications made frequently to pre
vent, them becoming dark colored
from being constantly watrrsoaUed.
He turned it over, so that Gloria
could see the initiate that were en
graved upon it , , . "S. W."
Stanley Wayburn!
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