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Evening sentinel, Tuesday, October 27, 1925 · page 7

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has followed her new.

She oaks [.1qu X. M‘ f ’

‘ (MN. I wealthy widowol' who 3

sell her house ior her. W
down her repetatin among liar} ‘
own‘ townspeople. 'llst blew

. tearfully insists that she wants
to be footloose. ,

She tells nick to eel! her ‘
stocks and bonds for whatever
they will bring. All she warns.
she explains. is enough mm ,
to dine the part 0! I wealthy
widow and “land” I rich hos- ‘

hand.

2‘" dbsr. May goes down to At-
lontio (diy for I short not.

AwoekiaterwithSdMInher "

more she meets I divorcee. '1"

MS. CARLOTI‘A FROLKING.
find a middle-aged friend of Can
Vlottas. HERBERT WATER-

‘ than in ADOREE’S little lower
club the first night hemeds‘
May. There they are ioined by.
DAN SPBAGUE. In admirer of
Carlotia's.

May accidentally drama her ~,
handbag. and -when Waterbury
hicks it up and lays it on the

able. May's huge roll of bills
lips out. Snrsgue asks her It
he has been robbing I bank.

«now no 0N Wl'rli THE STORY)
'I’ERBER'I‘ WATERBtlnY raised
1 his eyes from May's roll of

. money. and glanced from her
to Dan Sprague. There was I. queer.
twisted smile on his fuce. ‘

“Imagine that . . . a woman car-
ryins thousands of dollars with her.
in a flimsy handbag!" he said. :‘Not

. in travelers checks. but in hair.

o-goah money!
a what I said to you the other
day. Dan? Remember my telling
you that no woman ought to be oh
lowed to handle her own money?"
.‘Dnn nodded solemnly. .

"Is at so?” ‘Carlotta piped up
hriily. “Because I've heard illiter-
nkl And it there’s any better all.

‘rnony-collector in the country than
am. lead me to her! Any day l'm

not perfectly able to handle my own

..n1oney I’ll let you boys know about

it by radio. Station BAN!"

' "What do you mean 'station

AN’?" ’Dsn Sprsgue asked.

7 "Hard as nails". . . that's me."
Carlotta answered cheerfully. "I'm
irregular little Hctty Green under
my sort, sweet. smiling exte-
rior . . ."

She broke off. suddenly. and stared
across the restaurant with her
China-blue eyes.

"Oh. look who's herel" she ex-
jammed. "Your old friend, the vamp.
Dani"

May turned. and saw a slim young
woman who threaded her way to-
ward them through the tables that
packed the white room.

As she name. she looked straight
»at Don Sprague with her large dark
eyes. and smiled, showing prominent
.iwbito teeth. Her skin was almost II
white as thoy,.and her straight'black
hair was gathered into a knot at the

boen't that:

Into aV greot yelio

oilight floated the figure of a red-

haired woman in a bill’lowy while silk dress. . This was

Adoree. herself.

nape of her neck.

“Who is she?" May asked Water-
bury. in an undertone.

"Her name is Francle Lee. and
she's one of Adoreo's hostesses."
Waterbury said quickly, as the girl
came up to the table.

Carlotta pureed up her babyish
lips. and stared down into her glass
of gin- -gingorale with the rapt look
of I crystal gamer.

May could see that she was intense-
ly Jealous ot the thin. black-haired
woman. and that she was not going
to speak to her it she could help it.

But Dan and Horny jumped up and
greeted the “hostess" with enthu-
slum.

"Come on over here. Fran. andl'll
give you the lowdown on this Vol-
stead slum" Dan ‘Spraguo said. He
put out his hand and pulled a chair
from the table behind him. “How are
you reeling tonigth Rather Ba-
cardil’.’ "-

Francis Lee shook her head. She
looked from May’s tees to that at
Carlotta. who eat as one frozen. And
she backed away from the table.

"No thanko. Miei." she said. "l
have I heavy supper date with three
Chicago gentlemen who are in the
bone-button trade, and I must be

0

[My bubbling self. for them . . ."

As she spoke. the lights all over
the cafe began to. go out, cluster by
cluster. And only a great yellow
spotlight shone in the middle of the
dance door like a. sun. .

into it floated the figure of a red
haired woman in a billowy white
silk dress. This was Adoreo, herself.

May turned in her chair and looked
at her curiously . . . this tiny wo-
man who had made a small fortune

L author the tiny restaurant.

There was a tired look in Adoree's
minted eyes. and the broad smile on
harness-let mouth was strained.

'~ “Sho’s old!" May thought. and
vitiod‘her.

.f‘!ou know. or course, that she has
a grown son." the low voice 0! Her-
bert Waterbury said in her car.

"She looks old enough to be some-
hody's grandmother." May answered.

,

BENEFIT
BAND CONCERT
at the
TABERN ACLEj
FRIDAY, VocT.-I~ 30
All Tickets $1

THE SHRINERS 60 PIECE BAND
‘V 0F BRIDGEPORT -

m- raiser BAND m
sooos

ramrrsw comm

BY

Bowel-I O Stereos, Norwailt

and So. Norwalk

liq Barber Shop
"when Shop
Auto Supply

”so
In the MM“ hall outside

‘ the runner-tooth. Kay” and canons

2‘3“: “Awhile“ m”
3- 5 on “do
Mn: hardball!
thing to her
his hat and coat tron her. -
"He does tho-tie make me jeal-
ous.“ Carlotta w to Hay.
"But 1 Just pretend that I'm deal.

.- dumb and blind.”

Then presently she spoke again.

"lt’aa terrible thing tor a woman
when she begins to get old." she said
wisttuily.

Herhy laughed. "How do you
know? A woman as young as you?"
he asked.

May sighed. "on. Im not so
mung," she answered. “I'm twenty-
seven. That's pretty old. isn‘t it?"

"What would you do if you were
forty-live?" the man asked.

May shrugged her graceful shoul-
ders. Her eyes dreamily followed
the light, thistlodown movements of
the dancer.

Then. in tho haltvdarknesl. me ion-
.ri' hnnd close down warmly over

hex-r. as it lay palm upward in her
lap. She started slightly but did not
move away.

"You sweet little kid!" she heard
Horby whisper. “You’ re 1uat a kid
aren't you?" V‘

Again hfiilaughed. "To think of
your carry g all that money around
in your handbag!" he said humorous
ly. “If ever there was a kid trick.
that's one. Why don't you put it
solely away in I bank? What did
you draw it out for. in the first
place?"

"I didn't." May answered. “It's
some money that my lawyer turned
over to me . .. ."

She felt a movement beside her.
and saw the slender figure of Francis
Lee slip away toward the door of the
restaurant.

"Speaking oi.’ lawyer» reminds me
that l ought to hear from mine.
soon." broke in Carlotta. "Ke' a down
in Missouri collecting three months'
back alimony from my former hus-
band. Believe me. .tt:that old boy
doesn't crash through with the coin,
I sure do run him ragged!”

Just then the lights dashed up
again as Adoree whirled out in a lit-
tle gust of applause. Herbert Water-
bury gove May's hand I quick pat
before he drew his own away.

The restaurant had slowly tilled
with the gay midnight crowd. And
May looked around her curiously at
the Women with their mnrcelied hair.

She laughed. but the eyes that
were fastened on BonguI'e face
were dark with misery.

Suddenly Ibo walked over to him
and took him by the laps! of his coat.

"Come on. «aerating papa:"sbe .

cried.

"Why. she's really in love with
him!" May told herself. she wouldnt
have believed that the soft 9an
mask of Carlotta'l. taco covered an
emotion so deep as the feeling she
certainly had for Dan Spruue.

Waterbury took any. am as they
stepped out into the night. and Car
lottu and Dan. dropped slowly be-
hind them. Once lay looked over
her shoulder. and saw them standing
at the nil along the Boardwalk.
deep in earnest conversation.

“Are they. in love with each
other?" she asked Waterbury.

He waited for a' moment before he
answered. "I honestly don't know."
he aid at last.

"Tell me about Francis Lee." May
asked. "What is this hostess Job of
here. anyway?"

"Well. lt's‘a rather new profes-
sion for actresses out of work.“
Waterbury explained. “They hire

themselves out to these supper clubs. ‘
and their Job is to entertain the men .

patrons. . . . But. look here. 1 don‘t

want to talk about the Francis Lass. .‘

i want to talk about . . . you!"
He drew her very close to him.
holding. her arm above the elbow.
”Doesn't it seem to you that we've
known each other longer than just
a few hoursl" he asked. '
May shook he: held.

out a sound.

"Well. then, I'm going to tell you:
something about myselt.” holid. .

"I'm just Herbert WWW.

plain and honest. And health I In .
plain and honest. I'm going to ask

you something. Won’t you give as

that money or yours to tote care at. '
until you decide what you want to;

do with it?"
(To 80 W

' Wire am: is we nous-wasp

Electric Bulbs .
“Nilco” tipless Tungsten electric bulbs.

110- 220 volt. 250 up l
Electric, oil and gas lighting app .
as electric boudoir and tab

. "No." one 7
said. “I feel that I don't know you .
at all. . . as. of course, I don‘t!"

Waterbury laughed almost with-g

 

 

Nuw rank, on. flan—Pm.
unadulterated art can not thetand

Ivths taint ot commercialism on

Broadway tor long. . .
. Only a few weeks ago little darhies

‘ would gather about the theater lohi

bios and entertain bettreen acts and

V alter the show with quaint and one:

steps or the Charleston. They seein-

. ' ed quite content to mono tor the

Inward of smiles and occasional

, cheers. At times a penny or two
. would be tossed. their way and their

dancing would be renewed with vi-n

 

 

 

 

' or ’74: and mi lire years th
. a pupil for Leon Bonnet 8

Word has been received here trons .

'fliiilhifl'y- Md» um. seyntour D- x“ 0;,"
; 0rd. well known her- “NW 3““ its? r 34:33

that. um. 'wu condoctg

. meat named him honor-arr
do that occasion to the Franc co ~

fienulwturers. of Salisbury. A clip. .
plug from the local paper. or that city

. Q the regular monthly meeting
or e board or directors or the Y. .,

K. c. A, It tho Anoclltlon hulldfflio in 133.0. . ‘

matters oi. unusual importance were

or arson: them M1" the Artists was aw
Rgn'

r. Seymour D. Ford. 9.! m. on
Q elsgate to represent the n
V 'e If. '0- As ‘D ‘11. ‘oflh‘
cording tilt International Convention
or the Yam Mons Christian Asso- .5
elation of North America. .

in the ballroom or the New Wit“
Hotel. Mr. Ford is the general

mail co. and an active-Insane "ct
' Ashury “ethodiet ‘

a church. Mr. Ford on the on
' Salisbury Association to its

...é... other was bold in tow Wine

. .. won and hands b'eéam‘e me. Del. :
‘ 3 tan bills were tossed to the onrhstons

tertainers. cmries‘ton denotes 309‘
cutie an industry A collQo‘tion o!
nickels and dimes would one: only
a tow steps. Then business tell oil.
The. little pickaninnie‘s dooided that

boss who watched them would

VtVnot~ shower them with coins tho?

uld shower the watchers with
tones. ‘
no other night they gathered.
cross fron'vone at the theaters and
red the departiilt crowd with
holes. As the lovely Julia Hoyt

moi out. unaware even that there

been a Charleen: “n enterlhininest.

the. prl‘viis‘ro o: the convention iioor
as this 'Y' is entitled to eon-m

bersblo of over 010.006 members.
less than half. a . the“ rioting

men in membership over It: regs
a: age who are members or Evan

.‘l‘h ,
has In sewer membership (men ,
who are members or an synthetics! , “

thumb.) of 260. and id OllflIM‘ i

one regular delegate. Mr. .
Slade of New York. at the last bolt

struck on the ankle with E .7 ‘_

" and other moments brought
t the end or the entertaining

or Times Eduare. The pot "

Vina
“ seine
mourned

He won his own case and became I
here again. but he didn't go tool: to
hi the leeches wit had on: to

sit on

V Joint Stock Laud VBanlr,‘
r... Industrial V I

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