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THE GE OB Or JAWS MAGAZINE PAGE “The Gates of Silence” & /?v Mdu Simmins, Author of “Hushed Up" His tan/* was eminently reasonable: nlngton realized that. Yet. much as he desired 10 see Betty, essential as it ■vas that hr should tell her about the dis- • <»very of her bag, an almost womanish Instinct prompted him to refuse. The ’bought of that hour of vigil in the silent house in Tempest street rose up again within him, of Saxe’s voice outside in earnest colloquy with the besieging po ll' a Then, looking up. he encountered th* gaze of Paul Saxe s steady eyes, yel low now in the sunlight like the under markings of a snake. "Rut you will not refuse." Saxe re peated. *nd something in that look, as utte”ly beyond reason as his own prompting in stinct. told Rimington that he conhl not t e'use At the Sign of the Toby Jug. The wind that had risen with surpris ing suddenness, swept savagely around the corner of the street It raised a com es r t column of dust and leaves from th* 1 scorched plane-trees in the adjoining thor oughfare. and sent it circling about the '•making signboard of the corner sbop. thereon an obese gentleman in flowing waistcoat and three-cornered bat stared across the way with bellicose eves. The swaying movement gave to the low-front ed figure an odd semblance of life: the pursy, incarnadined countenance seemed t" glow with wrath, the thick lips to quiver ahd gobble with indignation. The dear <.f the shop opened, and a little girl c.im’r out ami looked up at the sway ing sign. "I.'»oks tit to bust imself. grandad." she called over her shoulder into the shop “Gee! Ain’t o angry? Not ’alf e She gave a litilo squeal of laughter as she spoke, looking up at the pictured man. herself a weird, elfish little figure, with black-clad legs looking extraordinarily long under the abbreviated skirts of a frock of Rob Roy tartan. Tier haid. of a crude, uncompromising red. was parted with geometrical precision from her brow to th* nape of her neck, and tightly plaited in two long pigtails The sound of her laughter was as elfin as her aspect. It conveyed an impres sion that she found a deliberate joy in th* contemplation of the maginary suf fering with which she credited the figure on the signboard an uneasy suspicion that, had they been the actual sufferings of a real person, her pleasure would have bcm augmented, not impaired. Thr sound served tn bring her unseen auditor to the shop door. He showed himself as a small, fragile-looking man. I great’s bent, as through age or illness. I with a pale, rather well-featured face, •.ba* refined and oven sweet in ex prrs'-< ii until be smiled, as he did now.’ tax ing ' ■ i-• hand in the red bead of the I little girl Rut when he smiled rhe thin.! arched n<-<«‘ camo down a little too low ■ • ■vo colorless lips, and the bushy eye- ' brew. black and plentiful!? sprinkled I wdi’ gi \. went up a I’ttle too high into the line-! forehead to be pleasant, and re vealed pair of eyes just a trifle too) IE . :•••..] fur H moment with bis hand' • u il - < iiihl's head, looking down the ! ■wii’d.-wepi street, where ;iu- first slow J ■ ions ci • thunder shower were begin- i ng ic :h;io’ • n the pavement. •’Seems to blowing up for a storm. He- . ' I t aid. “’I hat's what’s bother ing <u;i frond up there. He’s feelin’ twir.g'< of rheumatism been livin’ too veil I expect.’’’ liis voice had a pleasari quality, even I a < ortain refinement of lone, despite a uTt tossing duskiness. He drew out his watch, cumbrous and old-fashioned, rha* bad bulged on his waistcoat like some monstrous growth, glanced at it; then, pulling the little girl’s pigtails genii}, hxde her gel back into the shop. into your niflinmy.'' he said. "She will b- voting Iriglttened-like. She al ways knows when there's a storm coming. 1 shouldn’t he surprised if this was a prefix sharp one. I heard the first peal." I ’l’he child scampered back obediently. |. H the old man himself stood for a moment or Iwo in the doorway, looking up the street. Presently from the shop a •at aine sidling out. It rubbed itself. MRS. STEVENS RECOVERS After Years of Suffering. Tells How Her Health Was Regained. Waurika. Okla. - “I had female trou bles for seven years, was all run down, and so nervous I could not, do any thing. The doctors i treated me for dis- j forent things liut did me no good. 1 got so bad that I could j not. sleep day or' night. While in this condition 1 read of i Lydia E. Pinkham's Vegetable Com pound, and began its ÜBP and wrote to you for special advice, in a short, time I had regained my health and am now strong and well. ” Mrs. Sai lie Stf.vens, R.F.D., No. 2, Comanche. Okla. Another Woman Recover*. Newton. N. H. “ For five years I suf fered from female weakness and drag ging down pains. Lydia E. Pinkham's Vegetable Compound has restored my health and the pains are gone.” Mrs. F. A. Peaslee, K. F. D., Box 88. Because your case is a difficult one, doctors having done you no good, do not i untinue to sutler without giving Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound a t rial. It surely has remedied many cases ; of female ills, such as inflammation, ul-! ceration. displacements, tumors, irregu larities, periodic pains, backache, and it i may be exactly what you need. If yon want special advice write to Lydia E. Pinkham Medicine Co. (confi dential! Lynn, Mass. Lour letter will he opened, read and answered by a woman and held in strict confidence. after the servile mam er of its kind, about his fret and legs; then, using his coat as a support for its claws, sprang up and settled itself on his bent shoulder, as on a watch-tower A Strange Pair. The? seemed strangely in keeping, old man and gaunt, gray-striped cat. with this tiny shop, whose windows looked into two of those fast-disappearing streets of old Westminster that survive here and there, hidden away and dwarfed by great modern buildings, by flaunting highways, as they stood there looking for nothing up the street where so tew feet woke the echoes. 'l’he legend over the shop, as well as several fly-blown cards in the windows, announced that if was occupied by “Sam uel Jex. Goldsmith and Dealer in Anti quities.’ The various trivial articles in the window- china figures, fragile, hand less cups, divorced for all lime from their wedded saucers, old-fashioned jewelry, heaped together heterogeneously on* little trays under one set price, together with a good deal of old brass -suggested that Samuel Jax wsa a dealer In a very small way’ indeed. Rain was falling, not In heavy splashes now. but in a white, driving sheet that hid the vista of the streets. The grum bling of the thunder sounded momentarily louder and more threatening, following tearing zigzags of lightning that lit up the dark interior of the shop. In the extraordinary stillness that pre vailed between the thunder crashes every sound appeared intensified. The echo of rapid footsteps, ringing out monotonously down the street, seemed almost prepos terously loud. At the sound of those approaching feet the iat pricked up its pointed ears, and stared out before it with round, unblink ing eyes that took no heed of the light ning-shot sheets of rain. The eyes of the I man also stared out intently. There was I something predatory in this absorbed gaze of man and animal. The steps came nearer and paused. Out of the solidly blinding rain a man stepped into the entrance of the shop and greeted Jex by name. He was umbrellaless, but wore a long white mackintosh coat that covered him from head to foot. “Good heavens!” he said ’You and : your cat—you don’t appear to mind ihe i thunder and lightning, either of you. do I you?” "No. no: we mind nothing of that sort. I sir." the old man said. “Leah is inter ested in the rain: she has an inquiring mind. And you care nothing for the vagaries of the weather neither. Mr. Saxe." “Not a An Uncanny Moment. 'l’he words were stilled on Saxes lips by an almost deafening crash of thun der. As he followed Jex into the shop a flash of lightning cut through the dark ness of the shop like a sword. The rat. that up till now had sat un- | moved on its master’s shoulder, accommo dating itself to his every movement wilh an agility born of long practice, uttered a frightened cry. and. jumping down, ran helter-skelter into the shop. Saxe took off his dripping hat and shook ii unconcernedly on the floor. "Quite an operatic entrance, my excel lent Jex.” he said. “Enter Mephis topheles with thunder and lightning—eh? Appropriate what? I’m expecting a friend to meet tup here I suppose he hasn't come yet? 1 ran have the room as usual?" he added, casually. “Surely, sir: surely " The old man made an awkward, little bow. - You, or any friend of yours, are welcome to my house.” lie spoke with an accent of almost groveling servility, but there was nothing of servility in the glance that he cast at Saxe. who. wilh his back to him. was divesting himself of his long mackin- Fables of the Wise Dame < By DOROTHY DIX. ON(’E upon a lime there was a Man who was tin- proud Father of an interesting little Bo>. Now. the Father was one of those <'on-cientious Mon w ho take a seriou> \ ’» \\ of a Parent’s- R> and a ’-.o was mo-1 anxious that hi? Son should nnt do any sidestepping from th*' Straight and N • row Gang’' Way ho w»-nt aside and thus communed with h imsol f "I do not desire." he reflected, "that my Son should burn up ns much Time .iml Money as I did expiring the Wild? <»f Life, and while it Is 'Prue that I had my share nf Fun. I opine that I paid more than One Hundred ('em? on the Dollar foi i’ and thai it wa< not worth lite Price. I appretvnd. however that while Virtue is its own Row nd the Con sciousness of Doing Right is not a Suf ficiently Glitteiing Pri'/.f to att acl the Youthful Fancy, so i:'s up to me to show my Son that if bn w islu’s to ente* thn oldest Inhabitant (’las?, and be quoted in Ihe Papers a- the Rip \an Winkle who rnnp'ml)ei « th* <’oldest Winters and the Hottest Summers, be must train on ih< Wat< • Wagon with ph nty of Pin n Food and Hard Work Hunting a Shining Mark. Thereupon the Mau look hi' Son by Hu Han J. and thm ?tart»‘<l forth in search of Shining Example that would tea<h the Little Roy that if he I fill Gverylhing h»' Didn't Want to D<>. and * ui out all that ho Did M ant to un. might null a Doddering and Touthh: o!d Age where he would he the ('ha t n pion Bore. So the I’atlu'i and S<ui wpmled tlu-ir Way tn the Park, where they oon per •-• ived two Ami'll’ Mariner-; silting in tin Sun. and ilir I’athei anpr<G i lied th* m and thus them: Venerable Sire- " he said, "I per <-oi\n that you Headliners in the Antiqm ’'lass, and as I make no doubt tha* youi Adx uh'<‘d State of age is due to a <’orre< t and W ell Spent Life, 1 • ntreat you to teat off a Bundi of your Experiener-s so th.it my Son may emulate your Noble Example." •Jf you desire Advice about how to Reach the Age Limit.” replied one of ihe Hoary Dodos, "you have come to the Right Spot, for I am the Real Thing, and w bib I do not wish to Un duly Praise myself I fret bound to ad mit that Hu rej’nn that 1 am the great tosh coat. His eyes, widely opened In that quick glare which betokened some thing oddly akin to hatred, showed them selves to be very ugly, very' sinister eyes indeed. “I was beginning to fear you had for gotten the way to Armadale street. You no. nor Mr. I'itzstephen neither —haven’t been near the place for many weeks now. And he. poor gentleman—well, we can look for him coming here no more, that’s sadly certain a terrible affair that! Dear. dear, how very unfortunate.” “A’er.v." • said Saxe “And the con founded nuisance of an Inquest tomorrow also.” “An Inquest?” one might have imag ined that there was almost a startled note in the old man’s voice as he turned “Yes I've plenty to worry me without you starting to complain. If I haven't been here, you've not been the loser, have you?” “Complaining Mr Saxe. the very ideer!” The old man made a hasty dis claimer. His tone ran on .in an almost whining apology, as he led the way into the little back shop “We always miss your visits, sir: and the little lass has been dull-like the last weeks." “Dull, has she!” Saxe gave a short laugh. “How is the little scapegrace?” He did not wait for. nor appear to pay’ any heed to the old man’s reply. He had followed him into the back parlor. Inw rafted like the shop, and packed with a heterogeneous collection nf furniture, and was examining a ccllection of prints that bung without any pretence at arrange ment on thp smoke-grimed walls. But that he had heard was evident by' the words with which he broke in carelessly on Jex's flow of talk. “Getting on well at school, Is she? i That « good. Cockney’ accent ripening, f I suppose? How's her mother* No need! to ask-her sort are"— He paused, for at that moment the shop bpll rang a.nd. glancing over the cur iain that obscured the lower h'alf of the shop door. Saxe saw that Jack Rimington had entered the shop. He went forward tn meet him. Samuel Jex lingered a moment in the ; low-ceillnged parlor, a man w’hose face i was suddenly transformed by a look of t livid haired, whose thin lips moved, ut i iering voiceless imprecations. Such hatred speaking* in the watching pose of that bent figure, such malignancy in tht suddenly curled lips and the wide staring eyes. It almost seemed as though, if looks were an index to the thoughts of the heart, if wishes had sud denly been vivified into deeds, perhaps sensation-loving London might have giv en a second mystery of life and death to gloat over when the later editions of the evening papers came reeking hot from the press. i “Grandad! Grandad! Mammy's need ling .you!" At ihe sound of that shrill-calling voice a mask seemed io fall aver Samuel Jex's face, '’filing anger and hatred and ptaliue with that look of half-smiling resignation ihai had shown (here as he stood looking down the street. With r swift, inter rogatory glance at the men. Saxe and his companion, now talking together in the shop, he opened a door that gave on to a woden staircase and went slowly up to the rooms above the shop. Jack Rimington and Raul Sax*» faced each other in this little shop like cau tious duelists. Rimington was pale and strained-look ing. but master of himself now: no longei* the uncertain, half-dazed man of the morning. He look in the surroundings of the place where Saxe had made his curi ous assignation with keen eyes The fact did not escape Saxe. Continued Tomorrow. Main Shine i« because 1 have ever been ’ a Model of all the Virtues. Painting His Own Halo. I’ve never tasted anything drongei Hun (’hutch Lemonade, nor has To bacco *»vpi -tninccl my Lips. I have lived on Health Food Messes that weie good for my Digestion, and I have al ways gone tn bed witFi the Chickens and Risen with the Milk Man. and de voted myself to Honest Toil. Llßo w»se. when a Female made Googoo Eyes at mo I fled down the < qhe- Side of rhe Street "As • Result of this Exemplary Con duct. and of alway s observing the Rules of Health.. I ani still hobbling about while most <»f mv Friend*-- are tucked undo: the Daisie*." Behold, my Son. the rewards of a Life-of Self-Denial and Industry.’’ < rh~d | the Father Io his son. and then hr turned to the Other ‘)ltl (tabfest. and begged him to add the Story of His Life to the Impressive Losson they had just received. "Alas!" r A plied the other Old Mar. "after the beautiful Picture of a Nob'e <’a oer we have just seen I am ashamed , tn exhibit my Tin Type, for 1 regret to 1 say I am one of those who have Burned the <’andle at Roth Ends and in the Middle thing- did not saem to be Lighting I'u enough, and the Things I ha\e dona to all the Law s of Hy gierc' ae a plenty. I have painted my Share <»f ihe Town a <|eap Vermillion Hue, and wIo n I mounter] the Tom pet an« ■» Platform it was because flic Fizz had given out» Ni \ e has a Peadie inn bad to Flag m-* Down but once, and I grieve to admit that the nnh Manual Labor Ilia' has n\ ei Appealed to my Taste has ben Dealing the Pasteboaids "I have a.so passed up the Humb* <’e e.i| in favor of Welsh Rarebit and | Lobster Newburg and wbih m Friends have prophesied that I would dig my Grave with mv Teerh. you will observe thai I am still on the Job. and not in it. I frar that I am not as Good an Example as my Aged Friend here, but I am just as much Alive and Three Yeats older." "Father." said the Little Boy. "what lesson do we learn from those Two Ex amples?" "We learn." replied the Father, "that the < »nly Infallible Rule for Attaining ; Hale Old Aag* i® not t<> Die Young." Moral: 'I his fable teaches that most Rules of Conduct work both Ways Advice to the Lovelorn By BEATRICE FAIRFAX. SHE IS NOT FAIR TO YOU. Dear Miss F’airfax: I am 21 and am very mm b in love with a very beautiful young girl. But. in spite of ail my efforts, she doos not recognize my love, but receives all presents which 1 have given her. I’. R \V. She should not accept you- gifts un less an engagement exists, and you wrong yourself by ha’nging around in this dangling fashion. Unless she will positively accept your love, take it to some girl who will treat it better. YOU ARE TOO TRAGIC. Heat Miss Fairfax: lam in love with a young man. lb seem.s to care for me a little, but every time lie sees me talking to any young man he joins us. and to make me jealous lie tells the other young man to tell some of hi* other gin friends lie wants to make a date. E, |,. if that is his notion of a pleasantry you must accept It as such and refuse to let it annoy you. I am afraid toil have encouraged him In it by showing that lie is making ydu jealous. Don't ever display any jealousy and I am sure he will quit the silly practice. DON'T LET HIM CALL AGAIN. Dear Miss Fairfax: I'or the last three weeks there has been a young man calling on me quit often, but he has also been keeping -steady company with a girl acquaint ance of mine for at least six moi th While in my company he lias hinleir to me of being tired of this young lady, although he still calls on het. W. L. \V. In calling on both he is loyal to: neither. That Is enough to condemn him, and when he adds to this offense by telling one girl he is tired of the other he is too fickle to deserve ordina ry respect. Have nothing more to do with him. Such a man brings happi ness to no woman. TELL HIM YOUR MOTHER'S VIEWS. Dear Miss Fairfax: I am engaged to a young man who has given me several -’ostly gift- tall jewelry!, but has not xiven me an\ ring. Ho Imagines. I guess that the others answer the purpose. Now. my mother will not buy me anything to ward my coming wedding, nor will she announce my engagement until ho doe< so. I did not think th, ring neces sary. My aunt, with whom 1 live. say« that 1 am right. EDITH. An engagement ring is not a vita' j necessity, but It is a pretty custom,.| and 1 am sure your lover's failure t.-j get one. is due to thoughtlessness. Tell him your mothoi insist-- on ring, and I am sure you will be v. c.i ■- inc one the next day. A FOOLISH GIRL. Dear Miss Fairfax: I am 21 and keep company with a voung man three '-ears my senior. Wo have set the day of tlie wedding, but I don't think I love this young man aS one should love a husband. Ho loves me very much and 1 don't know of any body I like better. My folks think it will be a very good match. The only thing against him Is that he is not an American and speaks broken English. Go back on my word I can not, and I know ft will break his heart. TROUBLE. You have been very foolish to let matter.? drift in this wav. You will hu miliate the young man and distress your parents by breaking the engage ment at this late hour, but this you must do rather than marry him unless you love him "as one should love a hus band." Rut be su:e of yourself first. A great deal of unhappiness would be avoided if you had known your own mind from the first. SHE HAS THAT PRIVILEGE. Dear Miss Fairfax: I am n young man eighteen ySars old. 1 have been keeping company with a young lady five years my senior. She seems to care for me quite a lot. but she will pay attention to other fellows when I am not mound and lot them come to see lie’’. I have spoken to her about it. but can not get her to stop. L. W. W. You are not engaged, and she has the p’ivilege of accepting attentions from other men. Moreover. » youth of nine teen is too young to think pf being en gaged. So got ovet the notion that yon nrc being wronged, or that your heart is fatally Involved. Do You Know That Russia is considering a gigantic plan to connect by cans' th< Volga rivet am! the Black sea. Norway is considering » hydrnelee ■ h scheme whii h i° calculalod to op rsent a capaeitv of more than 2110.001) horsepower. A photographic map of the entile sky. showing apP' oxlmateli 1.500,00 q stars. lia“ been prepared in ‘•cctions by the a s-t onomei s of Hit yard university. The whole mtil> would cover more than five acres tine >f the treat trans-Atlantic steamshm companies has determined to in.'ko neo of t'n system of ('allying boats mi dock k"myn as nesting.” Nesting iiqutres boat of special con struction for tne "-.'’i dat'd lifeboat could not be nested above two, or at the outside three, deep. At present the New Haven railroad has 114 miles of electrical tracks equipped for electrical operation. S?o extensive are the increases vvhiijh the company i.» making in its electrical equipment that by the end of next year no less than 562 miles of the company's tracks will "be electrically operated. The Making of a Pretty Girl The Sweet Girl Graduate and the I acatinn Question Iw \w f I - /-T’ a’ / I ill W oKa 1 jj RF/ JS MB 1 If - "I 'H I wra I Wt I i 'l'he Sweet Girl Graduate By MARGARET HUBBARD AYER. MY pretty girl has just graduated and if there is any one thing in . the world that she, ,doesn’t know perfectly I wish some one would tell me about it so that I could study up on that subject and now and then confront that sweet superin being with my own knowledge. But I’m afraid it « hopeless She knows almost everything thexe Is to know, and ®hc lihm just been given a diploma which says so Tim other day 1 saw a row of pretty girls receiving their ribbon-tied roll of honor, and Iho bead of the s< bool said something in his speech which I think applies to otn pretty girl, and which I want her io remember. The ociasitln was the graduation the girls in ope department of tic music school settlement, and as Direc tor David Mannes, the violinist, gav them their diploma-, lie said that lo lloped this would h- :h<- liist of many graduation dins. "Too many young people feel- that once they have graduated that settles the matter Nothing more Is expected of them, Inn tlu- .cal artist knows that he has to graduate many, many times. Indeed, life is a serb s of graduation days. ' I want to , i-| - ;1 1 ilp same thing to mv pretty girl. Whatever points of perfection you have attained, don't be willing io stop there. Became Very Dull. So many glfis graduate into flu. stat. . of matrimony for instance, tind then their offo t i-ch’ios In a few \<-ais t'm-y are dull. uninteresting wives; and one wonders uh it an; man > vm- saw fri t hem. -* DURUM WHEAT A Most Valuable Food. Tim 01 ighiHl hunt'll wheat -.a grown mi the bmk- ff Black Sea. and be cause of its rlchno -s in gluten Ims ,i | "ays h'u-n m-Td i|>o Imllan*- fo< inr making of mac* -ni. Tin- I' S. \gi i • lllfljt <1 I 1 • m<n I illlprlnd <<.'!)< of t ho be si s | nit n -of ihb I tnriim v h< a t and t'”l"d It oiii Wlmii (Ivo foundin' tight soil and -limaii- < <mdiiion thex P odmrd nit limo Imriim wheat in 1H " orld. Krom this wheat ri< h in noirisi-| ng p’t niPiiiy I’aiist Ma-aronis mad< . 1 I’d tins I’aust Macaroni is iln-i niosi nutritious food of all and. best of all. it contains that nourishment in j the most easily dige-Pd form It Is all ' food, good food without waste. Faust Macaroni i> a cheap fo’od, 100. ; A package will nuikoi.be principal j part of a meal for a tKTfriiy of five it ■ will take the place of mans turns k* : value in Ksc more'Kausi Macaroni and"* ent your bulkier bills in half »nd be bel ter feci, too -\ll good deale s sell FatiM Macaroni and Ihe a package. W'rlto for our free Book of Bocipos MAULL BROS, 1221 St, Louis Avenue, St. Louis. Mo. <>tliers graduate ini" lm>iness. From that time on they are < untent to bo just business girls, without thought of self-iinproven\ent, even along their sp - eial iipes of work Aga In.'others, the pretty home-stay ing girls, a’e satisfied to he just pretty , and think that prettiness means a good complexion, large eyes, nice teeth anl hair Well, it does mean that, up to ihe age of sixteen, perhaps, but afier that it moans ever so much more, for’ each pfelty girl is building lier chaiacicr into her face for him who toads to run awa y frotn or to lo\ e. It takes a good deal moi <• than mere Bowels are Basis of Child Health The careful Another, w h<» watches | closely'the physical peculiarities of Tier | children, will soon discover that the most Important thing in connection | with a child's constant good health la, .in keep the bowels regularly open.' Sluggish bowels will t»e followed by! ’ loss of papetltp, roHtlessnesn during ■ a pep. irritability and a dozen and one similar evidences of physical disorder. At the first sign of such disorder give the child a teaspoonful of Dr. Cald well’s Syrup Pepsin at night on retlr- I j ing and repeat thp dosp the following! | nigiit If necessary -more than that will’ i scarcely be needed. You will find that I the child will recover its accustomed good spirits at once and will eat and sleep normally. This remedy is a vast improvement over salts, cathartics, laxative waters j And similar things, which are alto- for. E. G. Griffin’s dXIroX S _’l 1 2 Wbileliall Streel, (her Brown A Allen’s Drug Store. jdSS Lowest Prices —Best Work. $5 Sei of Tee'h $5.00 lmpir«n»n, Teeth Same Pay. | ESTABLISHED 22 YEA n $ I CroWils, I Bfitigfl Work, 54.00 B PHONE 1708. Hours Bto 7. Sunday 9to 1. Lady Attendant. GRAND CANADIAN TOUR McFarland's Seventh Annual Tour offers one solid wf4k of travel through seven states and Canada, covering 2.-"00 miles, including 500 miles by water, vis iting <’iiu-inn; 11. Detroit. Buffalo. Niaga ra halls and Toronto. Canada. X select and limited parly haves X'lauta. Ga., inly 8 in a special I’lilliuan train through physical perfection to make a pretty girl. First of all, It takes a good disposi tion and a sense of humor. The pretty girl must master her moods, because a mood, if it's an un pleasant one, often clings and becomes a bad habit that is enough to spoil th* prettiest girl in the world. Take all those pretty habit's, de spondency. peevishness, even lazi.ne.-.-. Sueli things can be conquered by a de termined effort of the will and physical exercise. Rules For Laziness. When you wake up feeling depressed or lazy, jump up. take a quick sponge bath and make yourself sing if you've the slightest talent that way. Hurry with your dressing and tidy ing and get out Into the open afr nr ocr upy y ourself with something beside* your own thoughts—some piece of hard work you have shirked along up to now. Plunge into It and get It done. Learn to discipline your moods in this way. and every time you do it you will find it easier the next time. While one sort of graduate simply "stays put" naturally, the other kind overworks, putting too much strain ori brain and muscle. ' She is the girl who says she doesn't need a vacation, or who spends her va cation in stp'h a strenuous - persult of pleasure that she returns completely frazzled out. Vacation Is a very important thing. So is Sunday . One Day of Re*t. The command to take one day of rest in each week is being slighted more and more when one thinks of the hard work we all have enjoying ourselves on Sunday, and many people, especially young girls, refuse to realize that the j summer vacation is the time to recu ' perate, not to spur one's tired body to , further feats of physical endurance. Whether y ou are spending your sum mer vacation at home or in the moun : '.line, at tlie seaside or visiting anti iraveling, try to make the time one of ; physical benefit, mental change afid | res). Make ;m effort to be out of doors i whenever you can and have clothing of |ihc simple and sensible kind, the soi ; vou don't need to worry about, j Take an extra allowance of sleep [ Few young girls sleep enough, anyhow. Try a nap in the middle of the, day. If you are of the energetic type, make yourself lazy. If you are indolent, use tlie summer months to learn some kind of profitable form or exorcise or a course of study w hich will he useful to you In the fall. Remember that tlie girl of eighteen is not us strong as the normally healthy woman of 3ft. and that she should von scrv e her strength and energy during j the summer and lay in a supply of j health for the winter months. If possible, I advise her not to get tanned, but to wear hats and veils, even if they are a nuisance, not so much because of the complexion as because of the eyes. The glaring sunlight is bad for the eyes, and blinking at the sun makes early wrinkles and ugly fa< es. Bathe the face In a basin of hike warm w ater with a t,<spoonfitF of bak- Ing soda for prickly heat or summer rash. Put a good handful of the soda into the bath tub. The red spot* will heal quickly. HE WAS PIPED. Manager- Where's the living skele ton. Joe? It's his turn to go on. General Utility Boy—He's went an' slipped while he was washing his hands and went down the waste pipe. i gather too powerful for a child Th* I homes of Mrs. Vallie L’tley. Keyser. ,N. c. and Mrs. E. L. Hair. Dalton. Ga.. ! are always supplied with Dr. Caldwell s i Syrup Pepsin, and with them, a* with thousands of others, there is no sub stitute for this grand laxative. It is really more than a laxative, for it con tains superior tonic properties which help to tone and strengthen the stom ach. liver and bowels *o that after a brief use of It all laxatives can b* dis pensed with and nature will do its own work. Any one wishing to make a trial of ’this remedy before buying it in the regular way of a druggist at fifty cents or one dollar a large bottle (family size) can have a sample bottle sent to ths home free of < barge by simply address ing Dr. W. B Caldwell. 405 Washing ton St . Monticello. 111. Your name and address on a postal card will do. to 'i’oronto without change $55 pays ever) iif.Tssarx expense (or, the tour. High Hass featuroH are guaranteed Many a I readJ booked. Names furnished Send for free picture of Niagara Halle and full information to .1 F McFarland. Man ager. 11 b ? Peachtree st, Atlanta, Ga.. Phone Main 4608-J.