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THE GE OB QIAN’S MAGAZIME PAGE Daysey May me and Her Folks BY FRANCES L. GARSIDE IT was unfortunately during one of the oft-recurring attacks of love sickness, to which Daysey Mayme Appleton has been subject since she was seven, that her Aunt Maria ar rived to visit them. Aunt Maria is old-fashioned. If she were not, she would long ago have changed ho. name to Marie. She is so Old-fashioned she thinks youth is a pe riod set apart and ordained for the purpose of acquiring knowledge. Aunt Maria Is always welcome M the Appletons, where her old-fashioned no tions class her as being "eccentric.” Aunt Maria's wealth gives her tills right. M ere she poorer, she would be called an “old fogy.” It was with the old-fashioned notion that Daysey Mayme needed something in her head as well as on it that she escorted her t-> art galleries, lectures, museums. readings and concerts She jumped like a mental acrobat from proofs of the existence of pre man to the latest star discovered in the heavens, trying with a helping hand to get Daysey Mayme to jump with her, always gathering up Information on the way They were standing in front of one of Millet's pictures "That,” said Aunt Marie, "In my opinion is his best work, and It was painted In the cellar of an old bam in Barbison, a place not fit for an ani mal.” "Jean-Fancois Millet,” repeated Day gey Mayme, -J.F.M . how interesting! The same Initials!" Aunt Marla looked pleased that Day sey Mayme was Interested. "The same Initials as whose"’" she asked, expect ing to hear of some other great artist. "The darlingest man!” bubbled Day sey Mayme. "He has the sweetest smile, and the cutest mustache. Let’s go by the drug store where he works, and have an ice cream soda. He's just too sweat for anything, and I want you to meet him." "The masterpieces in art." continued Aunt Maria. Ignoring the darlingest man, "were never recognized as such during the Ilves of those who painted them. They always have had to wait for recognition.” , "Oh, you would recognize him, I am sure,” prattled Daysey Mayme, who had caught only’the last word. "He's the A Story of Japanese Plotters, Love, Mystery and Tragedy (Bast’d on tne drama of that name as played by Walker Whiteside.) By J. W. M'CONAUGHY. Copyright, 191 i, by the New York Even ing Journal Publishing Company. JoshaJsawa started and stopped and threw a. swift glance at Tokoramo. "I will remain." he decided, and sat on the edge of the divan The visitor had barely been announced before he burst Into the room on the heels of the servant. It was evident from his flushed face and ebullient entrance that Herr Llndener had spent the Inter val since his last visit in a tour of the cases searching for a cognac to equal his Oriental host’s "I came right up’ 1 came right up!” he cried, rushing upon Tokoramo and gripping his hand “I couldn’t restrain to return to my friend of the admirable wft. generous nature and most superla tive cognac’” Tokoramo bowed with dignity. Royal I Baking Powderh ABSOLUTELY PURE O i i*' ' SC (, W Makes delicious home- p /T baked foods of maximum b fflj quality at minimum cost. ffl Makes home baking a W jS| pleasure jk The only Baking Powder < ‘ made from Royal Grape 7 . Cream of Tartar #o Alum —No Ums Phosphites handsomest man I ever saw. All the girls are just dying of envy because he pays so much attention to me," Aunt Maria sighed. "Look at this painting hv Jacque!" she began. "Jack’s his first name," bubbled Day sey Mayme. "I wish he would spell It the French way. I'll have him up to night. and suggest it. Why, Aunt Maria, you never In your life saw such beautiful finger nails as his! Oh, he is SO dear!" They stood before a mummy, and Aunt Maria gave a brief little talk of the days when the mummy experienced the Joys and sorrows known to those on earth today. "I don't believe,” interrupted her niece, "that she could have known much joy. I don't suppose her beau looked a bit like Jack." A collection of precious stones re minded her of a ring Jack wore, con taining the LARGEST set she ever saw A collection of the rarest plant life, gathered from all over the world, sug gested the Language of Flowers, and would Aunt Marla get her a little book on the subject. "You know,” she ex plained. in the tones of one who felt that instruction was needed, "when a girl is in love she ought to know if mignonette means ’I love you,' or an orchid Is a proposal, or a rose means 'Do you favor my attentions’’ Os course. Aunt Marla, you were never in love, and don't know how important such things are.” Aunt Maria gave a sniff of scorn, and tried to turn Daysey Mnyme's mind to a recent discovery in astronomy. “Oh, I love the stars,” gurgled her niece. "Jack and I are going to make them a study every night he can get away from the store. You know a drug clerk has to work AWFin, hard, Aunt Marla." Aunt Maria loosened her bonnet strings to relieve the choking sensation In her throat, and turned toward home, tin the way there she learned that Jack's eyes are blue, that he gets $25 a week, and just adores pink, and can sing "Oh, You Beautiful Doll" just too sweet for anything, and has a pair of hose to match every tie. "I find,” wrote Aunt Marla tn her diary that night, "that a woman of my age, and a girl of the age of Daysey Mayme do not speak the same lan guage." "Welcome!” he said And he led the way to the liquor stand and the refilled decanter Turning to follow him, Llnden er saw Joshakawa for the first time. ’ \h!” he exclaimed, his face falling ‘1 hoped to find you alone! 1 am always unfortunate!” Tokoramo turned with an introductory wave of the hand. "My friend Joshakawa. Herr Llndener.” he said "Though there be three of us it will not spoil the recollection of it. 1 swear! Pardon my intrusion, but I have had the taste of this Incomparable cognac lingering on my lips for three hours.” He took the small glass that Tokoramo ' offered him. held it up to the light, smelled It and closed his eyes in ecstasy. Tokoramo crossed to the desk and re- ' turned with a box of cigarettes. "Will you smoke?” "My friend, I will do anything you sug- 1 gest!" cried Llndener, taking a cigarette 1 "The dispenser of this Incomparable cognac may command .my life, my honor anything” Must I drink alone?" he suddenly asked, as he noticed that neither of the others held a glass. \ If Unhealthy, Be Healthy; If Healthy, Be Healthier! \ ( Frcnn the London Sketch. ) - • - - —--—— • - ■-y ■ Av: /- ?-? . '.>••?>J; J*’ , 4 -■■■ $ - i IMI t ’ N £ ISMBI ' • \ , - . ; . C, ; s' X -Vv y.. ..-mc i vw X ■ 1 ■■■ ® I \ ii , • F’ UX \ T W / iPiS A,,v V < ; Gjsssv 1 •v / P •■ I nlralLrilr I 1 '* /♦< xv | fey- f Wt ' : •_7^-^— -77 ■ ~l~wnn i ■rr«'Vi ; 5 =aa=l f*~v™ritTnrr—g—r ' iiii»a»Tiiir ,r"i irii 1 ’ Keep Fit Exerd»e»: V.—The Lift-the-L®d-Over-the-Chest-of-Drawer» Twister, an Early Morning Exercise for the Dyspeptic. |THE TYPHOON) "You will pardon me If I do not Join?" begged Joshakawa, with a courteous ges ture. "N’-or I If you will pardon?" said To koramo. "Pardon!" exclaimed the German, with an extravagant wave of the cigarette "My dear friends. I will do more; I will confess my supreme selfishness in the thought that there will be more for me!" He tossed off the drink with a happy drunken laugh and promptly refilled his glass He took up his position by the liquor stand as if he had determined to ' spend the rest of his life there "You are an artist." remarked Toko ramo, presently. "Perhaps I have some thing here that will interest you as much as the cognac I have some excellent Japanese drawings." He turned to his desk and began searching in one of the drawers. ' Llndener held out his hand as If to re strain him while he held the cognac to ' his lips with the other. "My dear friend!" he protested. "Let me Impress upon you how little in the > world interests me excepting women and cognac!” "The drawings I speak of are of Jap anese women," said Tokoramo with a smile as' he drew them out of the desk The artist put down the glass and ! threw up his hands. "Hah! My friend, there you have me! " he cried, hurrying across to him. “Wom en, even on paper, interest me.” "In colors—some of them." said the host as he spread them out on the desk. Llndener bent over them eagerly. "God bless them all women of any col or," he cried. "Let me see!” "Your papers! Your work!" said Joshakawa swiftly In Japanese. Toko ramo nodded reassuringly and Llndener was too much interested in the sketches to notice anything else. He gathered them up In his arms and started delight edly from one to another "Exquisite' Beautiful!” he cried “Su perb' My dear Tokoramo!" There was no mistaking his artistic appreciation of the merits of the work and. feeling this, Tokoramo said gener ously : "If you see any you like, yod may keep them ” Like! Like'" cried the artist, almost I overcome with emotion and cognac. "I I like them all' AH' As an inspiration to i my senses thev go hand in hand with your | most superlative cognac! Such piquant ! faces! Such Individuallt, of form' Per fect’ Perfect' He rushed to the honor stand and poured himself another glass of cognate and held it high above his head. "Gentlemen, allow me!" he cried "To the ladies of Japan!" "Perhaps you would like to keep them all." said Tokoramo, as the German put i down his glass. "If the) would help you, or give you any further pleasure I would ! feel honored if you would accept them!" | "My friend, it is too much' Too much | I thank vou' I thank you!" he cried, his J eyes gloating over the pictures "Ah' ! This one'" He held it out at arm's length j and gazed at it lovingly "Isn't it won derful' And this! -the vague background i relieving the graceful form! Oh!" he fair- I ly grasped as he came to another. And ; this one - this one with a face like a sleep - i Ing poppy at unset' I must certainly go to Japan -if I can e» er find the money i | must certainly forgive Bruck everything, for bringing me to you! ' Joshakawa cleared his throat. "I remember your friend. Professor Bruck, said you were Interested in the Japanese," he remarked, pleasantly “How did that come about first may I ask ?” Llndener turned to him with a mag- ——ms . !! 1 ! ! I.' i f— T— (*i \ v W• &.■- n A ANTY 1 VvwlOw ) Anty Drudge Helps the Drama, Theatrical Manager “Your costume bill is appalling! Three S4OO gowns in two weeks I” Star “Well, they got grease paint on them, and you can’t expect Juliet to appear in a white tunic that's spotted. ’ ’ Anty Drudge—“ Just buy a cake of Fels-Naptha, Mr. Manager, and you can make every one of them tunics as white as ever. Fels-Naptha will take out grease paint, grease and every other kind of stain, and it won’t harm the most delicate fabric.’’ Moral stains are the only kind Fels-Naptha won’t take out. Coffee stains, fruit stains, ink stains, blood stains and grease spots are easy for it. While the soaped clothes are soaking in cold or luke warm water, Fels-Naptha dissolves the matter that makes the stains into tiny par ticles. A light rub in rinsing sends them flying, leaving the clothes white and pure. All this without boiling or hard rubbing. Follow directions on the red and green wrapper, I ! Based on the Great Play Now Running in New York nlficpnt wave of the hand “Oh. not to be mentioned again!” he declared. “A mere trifle called my at tention to you!” “Indeed!’ murmured Joshakawa. “A mere trifle?” To Re Continued In Next issue. * Youth and Opportunity * —No. 3—CITIZENSHIP— By THOMAS TAPPER. (The following article is published by permission from Mr. Thomas Tapper's book just published by the Platt and Peek Co.. N. Y.. and copyrighted by them, en titled, "Youth and Opportunity.") A writer in a recent issue of a mag azine answering the question. “Does an education pay?” puts his reply in this forceful manner: "Does it pay to learn to make life a glory'instead of a grind? Does it pay to open a little wider the door of nar row life? Does it pay to add power to the lens of the microscope or tele scope? Does it pay to know how to take the dry, dreary drudgery out of life? Does it pay to taste the exhilara tion of feeling one's power unfold? Does it pay to push one's horizon farther out in order to get a wider outlook or clear er vision?" By education we attain all the rights and privileges that permit, us citizen ship in the world of the past and pres ent. We win this broader citizenship, first by perceiving our right to it. then by proceeding to work for it. The daily paper, the baker on the corner, the peo ple we meet in the daily round of out occupation or amusement are impor tant and necessary to us. But in our intercourse with them we must not for get that Plato took care to pen the words of Socrates for us; that Plutarch wrote the lives of illustrious Greeks and Romans to provide us w ith exact proto types of men in our own streets; that Shakespeare packed the world away in a book for us to carry in the pocket. This manv-countried kingdom of th“ past is rightly as much a part of us as the republic is In which we dwell and vote. The g O(] citizen occupies all his do main and not a part of it. He lives in the ever-expanding republic of his in creasing intellectuality, and not merely in the few rooms where he keeps his body. It is only by becoming a citizen of the greater world of the past that we comprehend th» meaning of our own times and of our own country. The past is forever accumulating, and its accumulation makes the present. If we begin to study environment in this con ception of it, its meaning will loom large and significant before us. It has ■w... , lwl __ jjiiiw.ii I ... ■■■Lilly. ■■ n " • T TERE’S a dish “fit for a king,” and it N?\' .it A 1 costs but one cent a helping Faust b \. l Brand Cut Macaroni. Ready cut in uniform ■*. pieces so it cooks evenly and can’t get j water-clogged. Made clean and kept clean Y■) in our sealed package. Ask your grocer. ’i 5c a package. Maull Brothers, St. Louis, Mo. ■ The Baking x Problem ffi few SOM MOlSWlrft ! 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AND WITH IT THE FUTURE OF THE WORLD'S CIVILIZATION, is to be found not only by the influence of trade alone, but by the influence of trade Joined with the influence of broad intelligence, human itarian sympathies and unselfish pur poses." Cicero advised the Romans to be “a pattern to others, and then all will go well; for as a whole city is affected by the licentious passions and vices of great men, so it is likewise reformed by their moderation.” Just as no one knows a family Im!- mately until he has met and judged all its members, so. similarly, no man has come to his full power of citizenship until he has become, to some extent at least, a student of the members of the family of nations which in our time are striving toward the brotherhood of uni versal peace. To read history with un derstanding. to follow the trend of to day, the world over, should be the ef fort of every man who appreciates the honor and privilege of citizenship any where. If this study reveals to us no more than the purpose of public education, the desirability of peace over war, the meaning of political parties, the justi fication of taxes, it has made plain to us some essential fundamental princi ples. Public education is a strict de mand on the part of our government that families and communities prepare the children to take up the burden of life in another generation, and that they prepare them wisely and well. The effort to guarantee peace between na tions recognizes that a difference of opinion is a difference in mental per ception, and that such a difference ap peals rather to the mind than to a gun. "Few people," John Fiske said, "have the leisure to undertake a systematic and thorough study of history, but every one ought to find time to learn the principal features of the govern ments under which we live, and to get some inkling of the way in which these governments have come into existence, and of the causes which have made them what they are.”.