Adele Garrison My Marriage Problems The Disclosure Linda Confidingly | Made to Madge. Linda's weak face, which once had been pretty, held the shamed grief and the mulish obstlnancy of a child who has been humiliated. She looked moodily at the door through which Grace Draper had just passed, and her chin quivered with futile anger, while impotent tears rolled down her cheeks. “She hadn’t ought to Irat e told theH chef I snitched 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 me white. I don’t know what made me do it, anyway. 1 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 Grade, too. Looklt. You wouldn't snitch on me to her. would you, if I showed you something?" I snatched at the heaven-sent op portunity. “Of course, 1 wouldn't,” I assured her warmly. She nodded her head eagerly. “I knew you were a good kid." she announced, and when- she had locked the door she raipe back to me, stav ing at me with blinking, red-rimmed eyes. “You swear you won't tell Grade,” she said. "t swear it solemnly." I returned. "That's all right then." "lie said, and walking to the radiator, pulled aside tire exquisite hooked rug which covered the jagged hole in the floor. “Come here,” she said, with a per emptory je^k of Iter head. I obeyed her quickly. "Kneel down here,” she whispered, and when 1 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 flat bottle which I drew out and handed to her. She took it with a little crooning sound of delight. Then, with a fright ened 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 the room be low,” she said nervously, "and that pipe's just like a telephone wire. You can hear just as plain. Nobody knows that but me, though, so don't you tell Oracle." With one of the freakish impulses of partial intoxication. I.inda patent ly 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 lips, 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.” T pre varicated promptly. “I have a head ache now. and even a taste would make it much worse." To my Rreat relief, for l feared to effend her, she accepted my explana tion. "I know,”’ she said, wagging her head eagerly. "This stuff goes to your head something fierce. I'd like to go sleep right now.” Familiar Voices. She stood looking vacantly at me for a minute, which seemed endless, then a cunning smile spread 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 he splendid!” I said. "Only 1 don't want to go to bed. I'll just get into a negligee and slippers and lie down on the couch. liu it's so near the fire, can’t we move it over the other side of the room? ' She considered judicially. “Why. yes. 1 guess so,” she said. "Take hold." She was fast reeling slightly when we grasped the couch, and though I watched her furtively. I saw that she suspected nothing win n 1 put the head of the couch so near tlie hole of the radiator pipe that l could reach flown and lift the rug without moving from a reclining position. I straightened myself with a sense of re lief. "Now I'll have a nice last.” 1 said. "So will I.” "lie returned. "I’m glad you don't want the bed. for I'm going to take it. 1 need to stretch—” out.” She watched me change to a neg ligee with eyes which she tried in vain to keep watchful. And no soon er 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 sound from the room below'. And when an hour liad slipped by my' vigil was rewarded by the sound of voices—voices w'lilch 1 recognized ss those of Grace' ljiapei and Harry LnderWOod. Burgess Bedtime Stories lly THORNTON VV. HI RGKSS. Polly Chuck Appears. Who satisfies his appetite J.s ant to find the whole world right. —JOHNXV CHUCK. The good news that already green grass was to he found so filled Johnny Chuck with happiness that he thought of nothing and no one else. He aclu ally forgot Polly Chuck, who had not yet come out. In fact, Johnny had not once thought of her since going to sleep weeks and weeks before. When he had awakened and finally /Crept out to his doorstep he had had no thought of any one else but him self. “I Don’t Believe 11 ” Snapped Tolly Clvtieli Again. So lie actually was startled when he heard a noise just behind him. He had forgotten that there was any one else in that house of his. He turned quickly, suspecting an enemy. His lips were drawn back showing his teeth, for lie was ready to fight. What he saw' was a sleepy looking face just at the entrance of his home. It was tlie face of Polly Chuck. .She kept blinking her eyes, for they were not yet used to the sunlight. “Welcome, my dear.’’ said Johnny Chuck. ‘ It is high time you wore up and out." Now Polly Chuck felt exactly as Johnny Chuck had felt when he first awakened. Tier temper was quite as bad as his had been. She didn't say a word. Site simply looked cross and out of sorts. Johnny understood. "Already there Is green grass!" cried Johnny. Polly Chuck found her tongue. “I don't believe it." she said. "It true!" cried Johnny eagerly. "It if true, for I’ve had some!" "I don't believe it." snapped Polly Chuck again. "T never yet have found green grass when I first came out in the spring." "But you will this tim"!" eried Johnny. "I ll show you where it Is. We must have slept longer than usu al this year.” Polly Chuck didn’t say anything. She crept out of that doorway and roughly pushed Johnny Chuck aside. Johnny’ didn't like It. He almost lost his temper. He even started to ward her to push her. If he had done so there would have been a quar rel and a fight, which of course would have been very dreadful. But sudden ly’ he remembered how? he had fell when he first came out. So ho kept his temper, and sat up and grinned. Polly Chuck didn't grin back. In fact, it made her crosser than ever to see Johnny Chuck grin. She began to mumble and grumble to herself just as be had done. Suddenly Johnny Chuck turned and waddled on. Straight back to that place where he had found the green grass Johnny Chuck waddled. He waddled because, you know, he was so fat. Polly Chuck watch'd him. It was only a short distance- away, and she could see him very plainly. He was eating something. There was no doubt about it. he was eating some thing. Polly Chuck watched a few minutes. Then slowly, for she was still stiff from her long sleep, she waddled over to join him. There was green grass there. Johnny stopped nibbling It and sat up. You see. he really wasn't hungry. Anyway, there was very little of that green grass, and he wanted Polly Chuck to have a taste of it. Polly nibbled s few short blades | Site glanced sidewise at Johnny Chuck. She edged up beside him. "Isn't spring beautiful'.’" said Polly Johnny chuck agreed that It was. Then side- by side they went bark to their doorstep and began to make I plans for a new home. Beatrice Fairfax Problems Tliat Perplex The Science of Uving Dear Miss Fairfax; Ev< ryiibng I do goes wrong. Every plan I have fails. Everyone I trust plays me false. Don't think Tm a pessimist. No matter what goes wrong, I pick myself up and start again. I have no idea of quitting. But all the flavor and savor is going out of life because there is no one, nothing in which I j tan put any confidence. Unless 1 get something to hang on to. I feel as If I am bound to get old and bitter and to suffer so much that even If something does go right some day I won't be able to enjoy it. i j don’t know if you can make head or tail out of my plea. But what I'm asking for is something to see me through all my had hours of disap pointment. disillusionment and even of desperation. Cau you think of one word of cheer from me and all the others who are stumbling in the dark trying to hold on to some bit of faith or light or cheer?” B. D. C. Harmony is the prime requisite for successful living. And when we learn to get into harmony with life—we can make something out of our surround ings—or find the courage to go and seek other surroundings. Try to be poised, good-tempered and to believe that you have not failed In a ay sense hut in expressing yourself amiss. Don't lose faith in yourself on this account, but determine to find out how to express yourself light. There must he some principle hack of everything. And the reason most of us meet with failure and disap pointment is because we are not in accord with that principle There is a path to achievement— and the man who keeps on looking for it. always finds it. Our Children By AN(iKU) PATH!. (Irani Remembered. Isabelle came in radiant. She was so happy and so full of something that made her eyes dance and her cheeks flush with pink roses and she even ate bread pudding without complaint. ‘•Mother," said she as she laid down her spoon, “when you make my new spring dresses I want one that lias a long, floating sash, with flying ends. You know!" “NOW. Isabelle, don't ask for such nonsense! You know I like you to be neat, but I do not like those flying things." “But I want to have my dress like the other girls. Cora is going to have her blue voile made with floaters and so is Dottle.” "Very well! If their mothers like them to look like windmills, that is their lockout. Not mine! 1 want you to look like a lady.” “I could look like a. lady and be stylish, lew.” pleaded Isabelle. “Isabelle, remember this: You arc bigger than your dress. If you are a f.n'e w’oman nobody will care what you wear. . If you are a silly thing you needn't advertise it by your dress. Peo ple will know it before you do!" Isabelle was silenced such ponderous philosophy, but Gram, who had been listening silently all the time, spoke up with a chuckle in her voice. “Vou know, Gene, I can just see you as you stood beside me in the old kitchen at home where I was rolling the pie crust. You were Just a little bit above the table top. “ ‘Mother,” you coaxed, 'when you make my new aprons, will you please, please put ruffles of embroidery around the arm holes and make the sashes wide and put embroidery on the ends and be sure to put two little pockets with embroidery on them. And, oh, mo! her, do you think I could have two little pins? Two little ones made out of gold and with Darling printed on them to fasten my apron to my shoulders?' ” "Oh, mother,” blushed the other mother, “how can you?” "Did you do them for her. Gram?” asked Isabelle gleefully. “I did! 1 put frills and frills on them and her father, your grandfather, brought those two little pins with Darling on them to fasten the shoul ders. They're up in your mother’s lit tie red box this minute." “Gram, you're a dear," said Isa belle irrelevantly and raced off to school singing like a lark. “.Mother, you did that purposely." chided mother, and Gram chuckled again and folded her napkin with an air of deep satisfaction. copyright, JS‘;3. Blanket Washing. Ilang up wool blankets without wringing them. They may take a lit tle longer to dry but will keep their shape much better. When the top dries, reverse the blanket, and the process will not be so lengthy. An Kiplanation. When you strike the term "beat well" in a recipe, it means to beat until all the ingredients are thorough ly mixed together. BARNEY GOOGLE_ irs a heart for a horse only. DrawnforTh!c3fb*5feby y cck # ^ ■f got a Good ll 'J HEART , MtKE. = | :1 ViV-HEWE'S THE I \ C(?OW 9AR » I :-\ \Kt I L OPtN’Eft » VACV AiOW */-r nn TXT/^TXT/^ I TI3 C A THPD R#gi.ur«i .KIMT^liJn*vFS!It f Drawn for The Omaha Bee by McManus JjKlNulNU Uij f 1 rTXHx-u. 3. F«UBt OHico PACE OF COLORS IN THE SUNDAY BEE .Copyright 1»23) I HAVE MADE. AH ENCACEMENT FOR YOU TO HAVE LUNCHEON AT THE ELITE RESTAURANT WITH MISS DEEATE SHE WILL EXPLAIN WHAT YOU ARE TO OO IN RECARO TO THE n.L CHAROO< ftAUL WE ARE fV_ CETTINC O'3 ==S-7 \ AND t>EE IP" I j I'M OOIN ' A) VCXJ CWT L I ENOUCHQY OFFEW AFuV/ —sjCOiN' THEI^E ( mrrj^rynn' V/uiT'i i MY WORD - » CA.WNV ™ , MAKC OP my mind YOU VJWTOE^T HAVE. WHM" WOULD YOU ^bO^HE'bT MR -7/ u Mora Kcononiy. A little adhesive tape oft the in side of the shoe will delay the trip to the shoemaker's when the sole is not quite worn through. 7 SO WEARY -system run down? Hood’s restores strength, appetite and weight Thousands of letters from women everywhere say that Hood’s Sarsaparilla is re markably helpful to weak ened, run-down systems. Mood’s Sarsaparilla gives the blood more vitality and better color, makes stronger nerves, and contributes to the length and en joyment of life. It embodies a long-tried formula of a family physician and is agree ' able, pleasant and convenient to take. Get a bottle of Hood's to day. At all druggists. The Ionic for ihal tired feeling HOOD’S SARSAPARILLA SBBSSESBBEBBKBBSa Coated tongue- sour stomach, bad breath, torpid liver and congested bowels. Amazingly Spendable I Their quick curative action starts in the stomach, relieving the pain and distress, the gassy bloated feel ing. They keep the liver active and give free and cleansing bowel action. Mr. M. F. Craig, Middle Cnee, H. Y., aays, "They are the nicest and pleasantest medicine I eser ased hr indigestion and constipation. Wark like a ckarm. Da net gripe or leaae any anpleasant efttL" t\l>\ t.KTI-t 'll NT IT J Lift Off with Fingers l'oeent hurt a bit! Drot* a l.ttle “Freesone" on an aching corn, in stantly that corn sto;«s hurting, then shortly you lift it right off with fingers. Truly! Your druggist fells a tiny bottle of "Freestone ' for a few rents, sufficient to remove every hard corn, soft corn, or corn between the toes, and the calluses, without soreness or irri tatlon That Guiltiest Feeling &y Briggs (TTve- voo i I Nou VOP fc|s)b S.TAWH> IN / V wt?? y l SNAtSHlMGr UA'm \ „ \ V fc *£CK>fcCK: J ft \ !| vaV\hcttm* / . lKV8&3i «fi=£ 4 Wash your nanus m — washing dislios and they will not chap. _ T.) MOTHERS, DO THIS 0** When the Children Cough, Hub Musterole on Throats and Chests. No tellirg how soon the symptoms mar develop into cruup, or worse. And then « when you re glad to have a jar of Mus terole at hand to give prompt rekef. does not blister. As first aid. Musterole is e-ee! cut. Thousands of mothers know it. \ ou shou.d keep a jar ready for instant use. It is the remedy for sdults, too. Be lieves sore throat, bronchitis, tonsilitie, croup, stiff neck, asthma, neuralgia, head ache, congestion, pleurisy, rheumatism, tumbago, pains and ach*»» of hark or joint«, sprain*, sore muscles, chilblain*, frosted feet and colds of th<» che®* 1 * may pre vent pneumonia). 35c and 6.'>c jars and tubes. Better than a mustard piaster AHVFBTISEMKNT. QUICK REUEF FROM CONSTIPATION Get Dr. Edwards’ Olive Tablets. That is the joyful cry of thousand# j since Dr. Edward# produced Oliv# Tab let#, the substitute for calomel. Dr. Edward#, a practicing physician for 17 year# and calomel’# old-time en^ray* discovered the formula for Olive Tab’eta while treating patients for chronic con | stipation and torpid liver#. Dr. Edward#’ Olive Tablet# do rot contain calomel, but a healing, #oothi«r vegetable laxative. No griping is the * keynote’* of the#o little sugar-coated, olive-colored tablet*. They cause the bowels ard 1 er to act normally. They never force them to un natural action. If yon have a “dark brown mouth'* bad breath—m dull, tired feeling—tick headache—torpid ii'er—constipation, you T find quick. #ure and pleasant result# from one or two of Dr. Edwards’ Olr e Tablet# at bedtime. Thousands take them every night ju«a to keep right. Try Them. Joe and 3#e, ADA F.RThFMF.NT. How I Got Rid of Burning Feet1 And Pan from Carat aad Wit boat Soaking. Powders. Plso tars. Bbe.. After Safer®* Isde ■eritaMe Foot Misery far 2ST®rs. Pmf. F. T. Mdntrre, well known world town** and lecturer. mym: "For fan I ana fceapeBed to worn ahooa two aim too large, to be Me to walk ■Mb tray rocnfac* at ail. Itnedaoakmg St fret m iwedicmted bathe, powder*, nkitm And foot-treatments galore, bw he burning eallosses and so-roe*, wo fond to go, wtnle tbe pains frow ind huuBm continued to torture btah rmd and hodr. wtneb mwt myeotjro’ aw rows fTttrin. One day. - ■ - .1 fcrtaet ,te»y. I m*< • lady from Rff-pt who *»— me a Wtle bo* of Gypsy FrurtRAef, which tbe said was a Mi ret frm H* dear*. After using it » sh"* tbe awful tmrmog strwpod. the rai iawe* came off in chunk*, lewring the •km of my feet clean and smooth while the pain* from coerrs and bonnei seemed to d.*»t>r>e*r as if by magi P-nm tha* time. T sa d a .mrfnl ct»s - her to orer *0 year* of 1 nde« able frwit misery ’ I w.-aild not take a hood-ed thousand dodirs to again gn through t none years of agony. Now I fret liketeil'ngeTery foot sufferer to get a bo* of the wonderful Gypsy Foot Relief. Note. —G jrpsT Foot Rrbef. referred to bT Mr. McIntyre, mav he applied m a mrente, without fuss or bother. Sore. <1 ruck relie from es three-mi nut e*Uter nr the makers gise hack th» small amount too par. It t» sold io this citv bT Sh#:ir.»n £ Mci^nr.c' Fft#tcr P Hsirci Drug Co., Merritt Drug l> #n^ Grc**n Drug Co. IDTBSTISBMKST | | When Back Hurt* Flu»h Your Kidneys as You Clean Your Boss el*. M.s- folks forget that the kidney*, tiki* the tewrlf. sometimes get slug gish and cU>«*ed and need a flushing oceaatcmally. else we have backache and dull misery in the kidney region, severe headaches, rheumatic twing-*, torpid iiver. acid stomach, sleepless ness and all sorts of bladder disorders. You simply must keep your kidney* active and clean, and the moment you feel an ache or pain in the kidney Ifgion beg.ii drinking lots of water. ; Mm. get a'- t foul • un •• of ' Salts from any |nd drug store bene, take a tablespoonful in a glass if water before breakfast for a few days and your kidney* will then act fine. Tlu* famous salts is made from tho acid of grata's and lemon juice com bined wuh lithia. and is Intended to flush clogged kidneys and help stimu late them to activity. It also hob* neutralize the acids tn the urlnee so they no longer irritate, thus helping to relieve bladder disorders. .tad Salts is nexpei - ve makes \ delightful effervcM-ent lithia water drink whih every tody should taka now and then to help keep iheir ktd neys clean. \ well known 1 >ca! druggist says ha sells lots of .1 sd Salts to folks who believe in trying to correct kidney trouble while it is only trouble, fty all means have your physician ev atwine your kidneys at least twice i year.