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THE GEOR>CMAM’S MAGAZIKE PAGE * Hunting a Husband * NO. 9—THE WIDOW'S CHARMING DRIVE IS MARRED SOMEWHAT BY AN UNPLEASANT AND UNEXPECTED INCIDENT. ‘ By VIRGINIA T. r T”XIIE afternoon was as perfect as ' I afternoons in late May and early June can be. The world was* all rnr more loveiy for the three days of lain against which Beatrice had re belled. The sunshine was. perhaps, a little warm for those obliged to go afoot, but delightful to the pair seated in the stylish trap behind the sleek, ' swift trotter. The day bad been worth waiting for, thought the widow and widower as they turned into the park at Eighty-fifth street and drove north along the reservoir, dark blue in the afternoon sun. , "Oh. the beautiful, beautiful day!” Beatrice exclaimed impulsively, then bit her lips as she appreciated what a com monplace and un-original remark she had uttered. Rut Maynard was satisfied with it. Yes,” ho replied, gaily, "it was made for you and me. I think!” The words . were uttered lightly '* nough, but there was something in his voice that brought the color to the woman s face and a throb to her heart. Yet she laughed with affected lightness. "What an egotistical thing man is.” she retorted. "I suppose that each per son driving there”—nodding toward the line of motors and fashionable equip ages rolling by on their left —"is think ing the same thing.” I "Perhaps so. dear lady." Robert re marked with a deprecatory smile, "hut only one of them is driving with you. and 1 claim the day as mine by right of the greatest happiness." Again Beatrice's heart gave that happy leap with which she was becom ing familiar, but this time she made no reply. Maynard was an excellent driver, and his control over lhe. blooded horse was perfect. He was one of the men who ’ <an manage a horse, and yet pay at tention to the companion who sits by him Manx men have away of talking so yiueh to the four-footed animal that they have little to say to the biped who happens to be present. This was not the case with Robert, and. beyond the fact that he mentioned that the horse he drove had belonged to his wife (an item that Beatrice wished to for get). he seemed to think little about it. Rut the woman knew that he was al ways watchful and ready for any chance fright or sudden shying which might startle her. She felt exhilarated by the rapid driving, yet perfectly safe with the skilled driver, who talked brightly and amusingly as they sped smoothly around the great square of water and turned south toward the Mu seum of Art. Spring and a Hint of Summer. Spring was in the air and summer near. The warm sunlight, the young, delicately tinted leaves, the merry shouts of children romping on the green turf all proclaimed it, and the flush on Beatrice's cheeks became more frequent and her laugh more ready under the influence of the day and her companion's presence. Tennyson has attributed certain emotions to young Aten in the springtime, hut the senti ment Is probably quite as delightful to those whose first youth is past and ’ who are anticipating a second summer of life. Beatrice, in her girlhood, had never been more attractive than now, when, taking full advantage of the per fect stage setting in which she found herself, she chatted sparklingly. know ing that ish* was fascinating an eligi ble and attnactive man. It is doubtful if Helen Robbins would have seen any trace of the sometimes discouraged and depressed Beatrice in the blushing, eager girl, who managed her conversation with the ease of the born coquette. And Helen would cer tainly have had difficulty in reconcil ing the grief-tinged bearing of her dead friend’s husband with the boyish, whole-souled abandon of the dashing gallant, driving the horse which had been the property of his dear! wife. Yet each of the actors in this little drama of two was conscious of playing a part, and the woman noticed with satisfac tion the. contrast between her escort’s deportment upon this occasion and his behavior in the presence of a larger a mfience. CASTOR IA For Infants and Children. Ths Kind You Have Always Bought .. Bears the j / / tf/F. ; Signature of Dr. E. G. Griffin’s 24 1-2 Whitclmll Street. Over Brown & Alien's Drug Store, s Lowest Prices —Best Work. $5 Set of Teeth $5.00 Impressions—Teeth Same Day. XT-- 1 1 ESTABLISHED 22 YEARS. Gold Crowns, $3,00 Bridge Work, $4.00 PHONE 1708. Hours Bto 7. Sunday 9to 1. Lady Attendant. J[ GRAND CANADIAN TOUR M< Farland s Seventh Annual four nfifTß one solid week of 1 ravel through uavpii states am] Canada. covering 2,500 „ule« Including 500 tnihs by water. vis » ~c Ciminmii. r.»etnJt. Buffalo. Niaga , i pits-, and Toronto. t’anada ’ nd part' leave” Stlantft. ,:a jnlj s p racial Pullman train through YAN DE WATER. « Beatrice's tailored gown was of white serge, with black collar, cuffs and revers. Her expenses had been heavy of late, and she had debated. a» she had before Helen Robbins' dinner party, as to whether she could afford to wear her favorite violets. And. »« then, she had decided to be governed by in clination. not by economy. She con gratulated herself upon her extrava gance when she saw Robert look at the flowers, first with admiration, then with an expression combining regret ami suspicion. "Ob." he said. "I should have recollected to send you some vio lets, but I fear some other fortunate man was more thoughtful than I." "I Would Always W'ear Them." Beatrice did not relieve his fears by her reply. "They are beautiful, aren't they?” she said, touching them wt+h caressing finger tips. "If I were rich, I would wear violets always.” "And if 1 had the right. I should never allow you to wear any except those I sent you.” was the abrupt re joinder. "Shall we go up to Claremont for tea?" said Maynard, as they neared the lower end of the p'rirk "The drive will be beautiful, and." in a lower voice, "I love Claremont, for my wife-and I used to go there so often that I have swee t recollections connected with the place. Since she left me I have not had the courage to go. But you have been so very kind and understanding that 1 think the spot would lose its sad rrtem ories if 1 were to go with you." All the afternoon Beatrice had been hoping to keep past matrimonial rela tions in the background, and non. When she least expected it. Maynard's dead wife was. she felt, dragged forward again to mar her pleasure. Neverthe less she concealed all signs of resent ment and acquiesced In his suggestion with a gentle sympathy which she did not quite feel, allowing him to talk, uninterrupted by word from her. of the loneliness of his present life compared With the "good old days" when "she was here.” Rut the widow drew a sign of relief when their arrival al Clare mont put a stop to the reminiscent strain. The pair walked the length of the glass-screened veranda and secured a table looking out over the Hudson. Beatrice was scarcely seated herself, and Maynard was still in the grasp of the waiter who was helping him divest himself of his light driving coat, when a man tope from a nearby table, and. walking up to Maynard, slapped him on the shoulder. The. widower turned with a frown that melted into a smile, and shook hands warmly with the intruder, then Introduced him to Beatrice as "my very dear friend. Mr. Roijsiter. ' She greeted him with concealed indif ference. Rossiter was large and awkward, his face was over-red and his laugh over loud. and he gesticulated exaggeratedly. After shaking hands vehemently with Beatrice, he muttered something in a low voice to Maynard, who had not yet sat down. and. linking his arm in Rob ert's. started to draw him away. The widower hesitated for a moment, then, at some more urgent suggestion from Rossiter. he shrugged his. shoulders, laughed, and after turning to Beatrice with a word of apology, coupled with something about "taking time, with her permission, for just a minute's chat on a bit of important business,” suffered himself to be led away Into the adjoin ing room, leaving Beatrice, somewhat perplexed, gazing alone at the river am! the Jersey shore. Eyes Ynnr eyes, like mountain pool®, reflect the deeps of skies unstained, save across the blue Some merry white-clad thought trips into view. And as she dames in your mirror peeps When Phoebus climbs tlm ovrhinging steeps (Like new awakened Truth) it is in von Hr lave.s his golden loveliness anew. Kre to the still enshrouded vale hr lea ps. O well - nf Joy! O .soundlr-«• depths nf Bove! <’ooling thr lips of every passerby. Must I believe that ever from above }|< arm gazed on thee with Summer’s favoring eye? Xa\. for herein a miracle appears. Jrirf made you Wisdom s- husbandmen of tears. to Toronto without change $55 pays every necessary expense for the tour. High-class features are guaranteed Main already booked. Names furnished Send for free picture *>t Niagara Palls am] full information to J I McFarland, Man ager, 11 ’Peachtree st., Atlanta, Ha , Phone Main J. t>§ Lillian Lorraine’s Beauty Secrets for Girls go The Sunburned Miss, cNtd the Proper l!7zv to Laugh if'WwL wa' /' ’A ML Jky i W* 4 \ IL\ r UitaiSF3>' ’« i | I ' BR '•> : ->* - / f'V- !/ '' / ■ f 1 MISS LILLIAN LORRAINE. "The only way to get rid of those faint lines is to rub them away.” ONCE upon a time I met a woman w ho nover really smiled. When anything pleasant hap pened she twitched the cornels of he." mouth up, but her eyes were always the same open round orbs and no lines of laughter' ever crept into their corners. . "Why don't you ever laugh?” 1 asked her. ‘Because 1 ilon't want to make wrin kles in my face,” she said. To give up real beauty, laughter seems a terrible price to pay for one’s beauty, but certainly the girl who laughs too much and too hard will find little lines forming: on either side of.lief mouth and around her eyes. Eventual ly they develop into crow’s feet, yvhieh are so ugly, and she will have a very .hard time getting rid of them A great many people ' make face* when they laugh, especially girls, find ing a particular joy in screwing up their eyes until the eye itself is almost closed and innumerable little lines are forming around it. This isn't a very becoming way to laugh, and if you practice it and think about it occasion ally you can get to laughing without closing your- eyes or wrinkling the skin around them. How To Get Rid of Them. When those faint lines have for tired, however, and you see them on very young girls, the only way to get rid of them is to rub them away, using your forefingers and a little very good cream. Massage the skin very gently, going round and round in a small circle, then wash off the cream with warm water, and ijoap and dry the face ami $ “The Gates of Silence” Py Meta Simniins, Author of "Hushed Up" “Odd little place, isn’t it*” ho said. “Are you wondering how you found faith to come? You would think to look at it that you could buy the whole stock up for t wopence-half penny, but there are half a hundred West end dealers in Lon • lon who would give their heads for the chances of touching a third of the stuff that passes through Jex's hands. Hr has an unerring eye for a fake, ami there's not a connoisseur who ran touch him in English pewter” His words passed Rimington by like the dust. Hr had already forgotten his surprise that Saxe should have asked him tn meet him at his little, out-of-the-way shop in Westminster to make his report as to his visit to We w bourne. What had happened there had driven all other con sideration from his mind, ns the me dieval surgeons were won! to drive out pain by pain. ”1 have been to Weybourne/ he said, and there was something in Ids tone that brought Saxe’s ryes to his face in a quick, strained scrutiny. Rimlnqton’s Story. “Yes. he said. “Ywui saw her .’ Yes, after considerable difficulty hope lessly useless difficulty Miss Lumsden could tell nothing of the events of last night. Slip knows nothing of them She is a woman without a yesterday or a to morrow. She is just like some little I child who has been sca*ndalized and ter rified in the darkness, and can give no name to her torments or her tormentors ils this your doing? If it is it is to me that you are answerable ” Paul Saxe said no word. His face had suddenly turned gray His freshly paint ed lips quiverqd like a child’s. The silence seemed to close over them like some brooding, sentiment thing. The dull, intermittent drippings of the rain from the projecting eaves above the shop door hardly seemed to break it. It spread upward to the hot rooms above the shop, where Jex and the red haired child were sitting beside a bed drawn near to the widely-flung window’s that admitted so little air. “They’re gorn. Grandad.” the child I said, in a disappointed voice. “ After all they’re gorn. and you promised’’’ flV>p pursed up her lips Into a round •TV* and emitted a melancholy howl, like a cry of a lonely , meditating puppy, that causer] the figure on the her! to stir un easily. “There. there” Jex pattori the bed clothes ami turner! the heavy head that lay on the low pillows, a head surpris ingly like Boss’, though the red hair that streamed over the clothes into long plaits, nad richer shade’ s and light? that gave »t i bo.-r ut y “W iou ’ Th* word w;> • baldly intolli. Bible save to a« • ii’stopK-d ear”, but th rulr a little good t"ilct waler or alcohol over lire lines as an asti'ingent. After you are all through, you can dust the skin off with a little rice powder. This is the most harmless kind. We all have more trouble with our complexions in summer than in winter, though it ought to be just the other way. because summer is such a good time to clear up'lhe skin, as perspira tion helps on in cleaning out tire pores. Rut wh it dreadful combinations we do eat! Shore dinners, ice cream and cof fee and possibly iced tea. too. I've known lots of people who drank iced tea in gieat quantities, following tha> with black coffee, and then wondered what was the-matter with their nerves and why their complexions were poor. While fruit is supposed to be so good for one in the sitmmerT ft is often eaten in too large quantities for health, and often berries and other fruits are seryed just a trifle decayed, which is likely to upset the best little stomach in the w olid. Then wi arc all wearing small hats this -.ear, and I’m afraid many eyelids will be red and sore from sunburn, and many a little nose show a sudden crop of freckles. The Old Way. Old-time belles used to protect their faces, in summer time by making masks of cotton or chamois skin and covering the inside with a thick coating of face cream. The mask was made big enough to cover the entire face, with slits for tile eyes, mouth and nostrils. It was tied around the head with ribbons at tached to ihe sides of the mask, and the person who wore it stayed in her room old man's were accustomed and loving, ami he answered: “Just little Bess, behaving like a puppy d*uf,” he said, cheerfully. his cars st mined for any sound from the shop be low. “What?” The listener’s dull eyes showed that she was not satisfied. One heavy hand beat the bed feebly it wuf the onlv movement of which this human log with a brain was capable “Wi.at The guttural word seemed to choke in the half paralyzed throat. Jex s eyes snapped lire “Be* apse her dad is downstairs. he said, bending over the her] “O’you un derstand that. Jenny " Hess is in a rare taking because her dad is downstairs. Would you like to see m, old girl? Would you likr to see your handsome husband?" The Web of Lies. ’’oming as it did at the fag end of the season, that seemed to have exhausted every -ensation known to the journalist i<* brain, the tragedy in Tempest street, with its dramatic simplicity of detail, its background fretted by amazing possibili ties. ami over it all the glamor of Paul Saxe’s name, seemed likely to prove a “scoop" to tin* imw oapers The opening of the inquest pro\<d an attraction great enough to bring back a considerable per centage of gilded youth to London, they' came from their dallying? ;.v the sea or their <t renuosif ies on northern floors, flics tilled with an overwhelming interest, in this bl oft ted spider caught fast at last by h mastering power in toils more inex tricable than those in which they were themso]ves enmashed Jack Rimington. who hardly realized this personal interest that brought so many to the ding? court, was a little disconcerted by the numbers with whom he found himself surrounded He had imagined entram* might prove a matter of difficulty : be found himself, however, able, by the judicious application of a little palm oil. to secure a position at the back of the court. He was early , the jury, in fact, were only arriving. He forced himself Io watch the scenes tnat succeeded one an other before his eyes that he might for get something of the pain that gnawed at his heart, and found that it was very possible to be amused: the hare expres sions on the faces of tiir.se twelve coin mor. place men. torn from their everyday occupations to deliberate on the awful is- Rues of life and death, were alone enter taining to the Inttcr in spirit ‘ Presently there was a stir in ’he court ami fhr Coroner came in Paul Sax< followed him Immediately Rimington was surprised at the man early arrl xal. for be found that there weir- a couph of to b« got through before lh< jnqm'.it on k’o /. toplvm • am* on. .ind in quiet and almost complete darkness fm several hours at least. Another preparation used was pow dered magnesia. This was mixed with a little water and put over lhe face and was said to be very good for sunburn. I don't think any of us have the white, clear complexions of our grand mothers, because none of us would be willing to endure all the trouble they took to make themselves beautiful. Then the idea of beauty has changed, too. It used to be considered fashion able for a young girl to faint on all oc casions and to look pale, but nowadays we prefer a healthier type of girl, and when she tans to a tine ruddy brown every one admires he)’. Even freckles are forgiven, though I don't think girls ever think them attractive. Rut 1 have lieu rd men say a few little freckles were fascinating. Fortunately tastes differ. The expression of the face makes its beauty and you can make your expres sion anything you want it. Every oue ('AN look stupid or bored, but no one HAS to look so. and certain ly both expressions ruin every vestige of good looks. Don't let the corners of your mouth ilrbop: It's never becoming. Turn the corners up. even if it costs you an ef fort. As soon as you see lines forming in your face study them carefully, find out if they are lines that cojild be avoided, and if so counteract the w l ong muscu lar habit by a right one. for wrinkles are simply the result of constant mus cular contiaction and it rests entirely with 'you whether that contraction shall become a hahil or not. . Saxe had made no secret of the hideous dislocation of work bis compulsory at tendance at this affair entailed. He had ’ told Rimington that business of the ut most importance demanded his presence in Vienna, and had complained bitterly of being tied here hand ami foot. While the coroner dealt with these cases with an ease and precision that hail • about it something finer than mere cal lousness, Rimington leaned back and • watched the millionaire. Ho had not seen Saxe since yesterday afternoon, when they had parted at the door of the queer old shop in Westmin ster which Saxe had so oddly chosen as a meeting place Kven now he failed to understand why Saxe, who was a man nf 1 many clubs, with a suite of rooms in one of London's palatial hotels, and. for all he knew, with more than one pied-a-terr* in its numerous byways, should have 1 chosen the Sign of she Toby Jug for so momentous a meeting, it was possible, of • course. Hat the man? own explanation was a sincere one. . “No one will know us there, for one thing. Rimington, so that our meeting , need raise no coimnent. I know Jex well • ami he knows m* Ido a goo<] deal of business with him one way and another You will find a do a good deal of out-of the-way business. I did some with Fitz- . stephen I found money for him. though ' I was in no sense a colleague, as you • ailed me this morning. That is why I had those rooms there! eccentric, but per ’ fectly straight - that is what you will find I am. ft is as w'rll you should know ( that much about me, Rimington." Continued Tomorrow. ■ 111 ksb ( \So \Smooih,-/k It floats in the air —no grit. \ •X Air-Float Talcum Powder / \ i j llr is guaranteed pure. CV\ 10 cent * a box. White 1.1 j l int. Made only j 1 X Talcum Puff Co. jJr M neman<i Mans fact lj reri« 9 Bush Terminal F Brooklyn, N. Y. 1 Advice to the Lovelorn By BEATRICE FAIRFAX. YOUR PATH IS CLEAR. Dear Miss Fairfax; I am twenty-two and deeply in love with a girl four years my junior. She is not keeping company with any par ticular person. How can 1 win her love? J. E. You have no rival—nothing to fear but your own timidity. Make your love worthy of her' acceptance first, and then go in and win. A man who is generous, thoughtful, honorable and altogether worth while should have no difficulty winning a woman's affcc lions. PUT YOUR PRIDE IN YOUR POCKET. Dear Miss Eairfax: I have been keeping company with a girl for the past three years, and recently we had a quarrel, in which she was in truth the one at fault. As she told me when 1 last spoke to her that she did not want to trouble me any more, I have not noticed her since, but lately I learned through a friend she Is sorry for acting so toward me. I love the git! very much. J. J. 1,. If she is tight or wrong, go to her and take the blame on your own shoulders. You) generosity will make an impression on her she will never forget. Love is worth every sacrifice it costs, and you will not be sorry for making this one. THERE IS ROOM FOR DOUBT. Dear Mfhs Eairfax: I Am deeply in love will) a young mult two years m\ senior. He has told me many times that he loves me. blit he continues to take other gin’s out. Do you really think ho is in earnest? ANXIOVS . When a man lqv«-s a woman as he loves no one else on earth, he has no desire to bi- with any one but her. His preference for the society of other girls doesn't indicate an absorb ing love for you. A good way to cure him Is to show’ a similar liking for the society of other young men. wHSri J ANTY 1 11 L-W V Wv-’L Anty Drudge Gives Advice to the Salesman. Salesman—”l have a patent washboiler which burns dena tured alcohol at much less cost than coal or wood —” Anty Drudge— “You’d better go into some other business, young man, if you want to make a living. Sine? I’ve been telling the women how to wash clothes with Fels-Naptha in cool or lukewarm water, without boiling, all kinds of washboilers have gone out of style. Good day. ” Fels-Naptha will take grease out of clothes in cool or lukewarm water It loosens all kinds of grease quick as a wink, and takes out every trace of the spot. That’s why butchers’, and painters’, and machinists’ clothing can be washed better with Fels-Naptha than any other way. It’s easier, too; in summer or winter, requires no boiling, hot water nor hard rubbing, and makes a better job of it. Because Fels-Naptha dissolves grease almost instantly, women who have tried it prefer Fels-Naptha to any other soap for washing dishes. There is no necessity for putting the hands in hot water. Puts a fine polish on glass and china. 11 is likewise superior in cleaning coats, or rugs, or curtains, or anything else that has become spotted or soiled. In fact, you will find that anything cleanable can be cleaned quicker and better and easier with Fels-Naptha. And for laundry purposes, Fels-Naptha is a revelation to women who have always washed in the old-fashioned, washboiler and-hard-rubbing way. Directions for all purposes are nrinted on the back of rhe red and green wrapper. CERTAINLY NOT. Dear Miss Fairfax: Several weeks agn I met a young man. about two years my senior. He has taken mo out on several occasions, but lately bis actions are such that I do not understand him. I would like to know if he intends to act as a friend to mo. or whether he is trying to. fool me just for a joke. Ito you think it proper to ask him for an explanation of his queer actions, and request him to come to an under standing? R F*. If his actions do not please you, re fuse to See nim. You always have that privilege, you know, and it would be wiser to exercise it than to torment yourself with theories about his inten tions. PERHAPS IT ISN'T TRUE. Dear Miss Fairfax: I am 22 and am engaged to a man of 38. I am employed by him in his place of business and 1 am a great help to him. Wo love each other devotedly. Recently some of his.friends told m that he is a mar icd min and has :t wife and children in Germany. He claims thi- is untrue, that one of his competitors said this about him. It would break my heart to have to lose him. I do not believe this because I have been working for him for more than a ye : ■ and he tolls me ever ything. We intend to bo married in June'. ANX lot SLY AWAITING Giii" IMm lite benefit of the doubt. And in the meanwhile he owes it to himself and to you to eombel the man who made the charge cither- to prove or to retract. It is riot an accusation to lr- dis mis 'd lightly. Let him know that you tegaid the < '.lar ge as r s rlous one. and he rill .take some steps in the matter. Looking Like It. Miss Prim - No: I'm not married y. - . Old I r lend Inr possible! Miss- Prim tfranklyr Yes; bi''« th ■ way it's beginning Io look.