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HomeMy WebLinkAboutZurich Herald, 1926-09-30, Page 6it Yourself!. GR EN TEA Write Saiada, Toronto, for free sample. THE POISONED GIRL BEGIN HERE TO -DAY. master would not see me; thereupon, A novelist, seeking nocturnal ad- being, as I have said before, six foot venture, waits in Grosvenor Square, two in height, 1 informed him that I London. Perceiving a silent figure in would knock his head off if he annoy - white standing motionless against a ed me, and walked into a Bedroom raising, he investigates. He finds a where Scarlati was having his break girl in evening dress and beside her a fact• man. The man declares he is a passer- "What the . ..?" began the musi- by who wonders what is wrong with the girl. clan. To every advance made by the two "I apologize for disturbing you," I men the girl replies, "Go away." Fin- said, closing the door and sitting ally she says she has taken poison and down. wants to die+ The novelist asks the "I don't want four apologies, said strange man to hail a taxi to take the Scarlati, in good English, but with a girl to Middlesex Hospital. On the foreign accent. "I only want you to way to the hospital the girl fights to leave the room." jump from the cab. Calling at the "Impossible. I have a message for hospital following mornin the writer findsthe the girl conscious. She You from Lady Grace Tarset." He reproaches him for saving her life. gazed at me in horror, and meanwhi'e tell) me anything more?" The nurse in charge explains that I purveyed him. He was not at all "I fear not." the girl is recovering but says that repulsive; he wore his hair very long "A:1 right. I'm going to find your She has had a eery narrow escape and he had one of those romantic wife and bring her back to you. Mean - from death. The nurse asks the girl mustaches but he did not look too to Give her nacos and home address. while, you're going to London to- Itahau. 1 -Iia hair was black, but night; you're goingto LadyGrace, The girl says she is LadyqGrace reasonably black; also, he had certain- g ; Tat set af. 216 Grosvenor $ uaze and ysaying it was all a mistake, and re - that her father is the Marquis of Gos- ly shaved closeandhada bath. new the engagement." wyn. She saes she has quarreled with Lady Grace!"he said in a trenibl- things in thein childishness. Besides,.) trcrosses ie the directory, where not el what did it matter? For a moment I single Derbot figured. thought over this apparently hopeless; I spent several days in Chartres,' situation. At last I made up my mind: i p ear rntiy engaged in goingthrough "Look here, Mr. Scarlets I don't want` every street of that little city, looking to use any hard words about this,' oqt, for bres3 plates, ; you've behaved disgracefully, but let (To be continued.) us see if something can be done to save the. girl you have deceived, So Overtaking the Seasons. fpr es I can see, the thing to do is to it-11ke mo, you are mors interested face her with. the Inst, so that she In seeing things happen than in see - May ay hate and despise you." Ing them when they haus happened, "Much obliged," said Stair -we you Will not be such an advoeate of "It is the only way. Where is Summer as of other, any other, sea- your wife?" sons, For Summer is the one time o "I don't know. She Deft me flee year when practically nothing hap - years ago." heard f hear?" pens outdoors, From about the mid- • yo f a" E ou ve nevex ear from die of May — I speak of the south "No: ' "Still, she'd got to be found. Tell parts—to the middle of September, na- ture sits with her hands in her lap "Oh, will help you, I will held and a pleasantly~tired face. There, you,"cried Scarlet, with a.theatxical my children, she says, I have done my. f gesture. "If I only can, if only a life job. I hope,you likewi veryr it. Most d of remorse : .:' us, 1 own, do it much, and "Hang your remorse. Tel me about signify the same in the usual manner. ey by, vigorous ball exercise and liquid yourrefreshment, much of it of an explo- "I married her just about ten years .sive and delusive kind. When the ago; her name. was then Jeanne Dar- Summer- is over, somewhere round bot. She 'is French." about 1tilichaelmas day, Nature roils "Where did. you marry her, and on up her sleeves and begins again. Pro- perly speaking there are only two "In Paris ten years ago, on .the ••' and Summer. The seasons—Spring e die Harc�� Day the Easiest Rinso takes the hard work out of washday. With Rinse you just soak the clothes for a couple of hours, or overnight, rinse and hang out. No more cutting up of soap and smearing over the clothes. No more rubbing. Rinse the clothes clean with RINSO. a -a/o ninth of Judy." "And that's all you know?" people therefore who, like me, prefer 1 the spring to the summer, have more "Yes. I'm 'awfully sorry, but that time in which to exhibit or dissemble is all. My wife, when I married her, was living at Chartres, in France. She taught the piano and. harmony. She helped me a little, then. She left me, well, there were private reasons; we quarreled and she went away." "Did you look for her?" "I thought of doing so. She was a little older than I am, but she had red hair." He snapped his fingers with admiration. "And she was a fine wo- man." "I suppose you'd take her back if I could find her." "Oh, well," said Scarllati, senti- mentally, "forgive and forget, as you say in Englund. Perhaps we might spend the end of our lives by our fire- side, and see the years roll by ..." "Never mind the years. Can you her lover, Carlo Scarlati, pianist. The' ing voice. novelist promises to bring Carlo back "Yes, I suppose you don't know that to the girl. Calling at Scarlati's hotel, the night before last she tried to com- the novelist learns that the pianist has mit 'suicide." gone to the Hotel Superb;, Brussels. "Suicide!" he cried, jumping up. He calls at the home of Lady Grace "Oh, my little white flower! Is she dead?" I felt a little sorry for him, for he looked genuinely horrified. "No, fortunately she was prevented, and I think she is now out of danger. But it is not your fault she lives, Mr. and is grudgingly admitted to the sick room. where Lady Grace is slowly re- covering health. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY. In the morning she had had an interval of lucidity, for now she was again rather ometose. She did not at first seem to recognize nse, though I pressed a lax hand and reminded her of the incidents of the night. It was only. when I pronounced the name of Scarlati that she revived: "Oh, where is he?" she asked. "Where . . yes, 1 remember you now, where is he?" "He's in Bruss•elts. I'm going to him to -nicht," "Oh, you must bring him back. I shall die if you don't." I did not reply for a moment. She affected me now more than she had done before; it was not only her ex- travagant beauty, but her limpness, her wakness her comp=ete forlorn- ness. Again I had to keep down the impulse that had come in the eab, to take her into my arras, console her, wean her away from this absurd in- fatuation. But it would have been no use; her heart was as surely given to the faithless one as Titania's to Bot- tom the weaver. So, after a while, I left her. She laid upon me a thrall by saying: S'If he doesn't come back soon I'll have to try again." Thus, next morning, just after nine, so as to be sure to catch him, I pre- sented myself' at the Hotel Superbe. Yes, Mr. Scarlati was in, but would see nobody. This cost me twenty a quarrel, and that thereupon You francs, given to the porter. The valet bolted, l,and off the a ntenu confirmed that Mr. Scarlati would see 'breaking engagement. nobody. This cost me a hundred I don't blame you for brealdng it off, francs. The situation was so humor if you didn't care for her, which ous that' I wondered whether Scarlati seems absurd; but you should have would charge me a thousand francs. ended the re;'ati'oinship gently, slowld., In fact the solution was simpler, for You have acted in a brutal manner. tbo valet came back to say that his There is only one thing to be done." "What do you want me to do?" " "I want you to come back with me to London by the night train, go to her to -morrow and . . ." I gulped, "renew the engagement." "I can't." ' "You must. You don't seem to understand, Mr. Scarlati; she'e set her heart on it, and if you don't come back I think shell try again. That time she'll kill herself." The musician tramped about the room, clasping his hands over his head, '"Oh, what am 1 to to? What am I to do?" he moaned. "I can't do it?" "Why not?" There was a long pause. Then Scar- lati muttered: "I'm married already,"hS"What!" I shouted. "You . . cur!" and in my anger •stepped to- . o - satisfies ward hien, so that he ran to the end the desire for of the room, interposing a table be- 1tween ue.• "Married!" I 'repeated. sweets, helps make strong"Weil, here's a pretty situation! How. healthy teeth, removes ' can I gvi back and tell her that? But, "Suicide!" he cried, jumping up. their love: The people who like everything. are Swaying so gently the people to envy. Children, for ex- !In the summer breeze: ample,, love the Winter just as much' When they shake out their as the Summer. They whistle ae they Lovely fluted peals jump their feet, or flack their arms After the sun has coaxed across their bodies; and whistling is Persistently one of the sure signs of contented They make me think youth. • I remember that we used to Of portly, beruffled ladies think it rare sport to find the sponge Gowned for some great event. a solid globe of ice, or to be able to get off cleaning our teeth on. the But in the early morning, ground ;that the tooth water was fro- When the starry dew zen in the bottle. I don''t believe I Clings to their sparkling petals ever had Bold feet in bed, and am sure They open wide the gates • that if; I did I had something much Of wonderland! more exciting to think about. There I wander, then, .might be skating tc+morrow, or we In a gay world • could finish the snow -man, or go to- Of radiant, framing •color— bagganing with the tea-tray; or it Soft, rosy pink, was Christmas; or we were going to Deep, glowing red, and creamy, ivory the Pantomime. All seasons were white alike to us; each had its- delights. A fragrant fairy country That of Summer, undoubtedly, was Rich iu the lavish beauty going to the seaside. We always had Of peonies in bloom!• a mouth of that, and then a month in —Eleanor G. R. Young. some country place or other which my father did not know. That was done Queen of Flowers. "But the marquis?" I for his sake, because the seaside bored "Will snake no difficulties. He's him so much that even his children much too frightened that she'll try to noticed it. It was 'nothing to us, of kill herself." ' course,,,as we lived in the country, and "But how is it to end?" wailed did not, as he did, poor man, spend Scarlati. 1. most days of the year in London; but "It will end either when I find your equally of course we weren't bored. are only the flower's clothes, and the wife or when Lady Grace gets tired • . No, it was always interesting to of you. I've every hope that she will." live in some one else's house, learn make-up of the rose and all her family "I won't go," screamed Scarlati,' something of their ways, chance upon shows an early stage in flower de- oiiended.' a family photograph, or a discarded velapment. "Then she will kill herself, and her toy . . or to read their books and The real queen of the the flowers blood will be on. _your head. I will guess what bits they had liked—any is the daisy. hi the daisy the botanist make the facts known everywhere." I le tee things like that. . . . At the finds the stages of development of all Scarlati coyly twisted his mustache. sue time, • I .don't know where else the ether -flowers in the seedsman's I could see that he liked the idea that one courd be in August, except at the l catalogue. There are about 250 fioN- a daughter of a marquis might cont- seaside. Maurice Hewlett, in "Last ers or florets on each daisy. Even Essays," the white or, pink -tipped rays are not The New Kind of Soap. Peonies. At times they make me think Of toy balloons Scarlati. Your conduct to her has been abominable." "I know, I know," cried the musi- cian, piteously, "but I couldn't help it." "Nonsense. Lady Grace has told me the circumstances. It seems you bad If asked to name the queen of Row- ers, lowers, the average person would prob- ably vote for the rose. The botanist, however, would do no such thing. To the botanist the stamens and pistils are the real flower. The petals +yl Run! Get Some mit suicide foe Jove of him. So I added in an amiable tone: "Also I will horse- whip you daily until you go." "What time is the train?" asked Scarlati. V. And now I had to find on the Euro- pean Continent an entirely unknown music mistress of whom all I knew was that she was French, maiden name Jeanne Darbot, aged about forty, red-haired, and a fine woman. There were probably lots of Darbots; as for the other detai:s, Europe simply hummed with them. It was nit until the evening that it struck me that Madame Scarlet, being French, could have fled one:y to France. Born in the never require expensive refinishing provinces, she would return to her and cleaning and they wear and wear birthplace. The homing instinct of and wear. Best of all, they retain the quiet foot -comfort and dignity • of old • Colorful Linoleum Relieves Dullness of Plain Floors. Don't stop at bare floors and rugs. Make your floors beautiful to look at as well as sanitary and easy to clean. Inlaid linoleum is even easier to clean than hardwood and has far more dec- orative esorative value. Some linoleum has so cough character and individuality that rooms need only carry up and reflect its high notes to complete the decora- tive scheme. And these floors are surprisingly inexpensive; considering that they the French recalls that of the pigeon. Madame Scarlati must be in France; fortunately, since France has a popu- lation of forty millions, I could con- fine my researches to the district of fashioned carpet floors, The pear;, is the only precious stone which does not require any treatment Chartres. I left by the afternoon `to bring out its beauty. train for Paris, spent just enough Minard's Liniment for toothache. time there to lookup the music eels - particles or food from teeth crevaices,' and aids $" is a digestion. � +. wonderful hell ;:e , gator.' 8•I brain you." ie'did not repay, and look here, how dared you start a love affair with her if you Were already Married?" "1 eould'nt help it," whined Seer - bit, "It wasn't 1 who startled it." "IfY ou dare to suggest that Lady tae? Grace ran attar you," 1 repilied, I'Irl tqo, 3e—'28, felt a food, for young girls de do these petals but whole flowers, and the yel- low. boss of the shield consists of many other perfect little flowers, each making seed. • The Poor Nut. 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