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* Hunting a Husband *
NO. 9-THE WIDOWS CHARMING DRIVE IS MARRED SOMEWHAT BY
AN UNPLEASANT AND UNEXPECTED INCIDENT.
rrsHE aftprnoon as perfect a?
I afternoons in late May and early
June can be. The world was all
the more lovely for the three days or
rain against which Beatrice had re
belled. Th> sunshine was. perhaps, a
little warn) for those obliged to go
afoot, but delightful to the pair seated
in the stylish trap behind the sleek,
swift trotter. The day had been worth
waiting for. thought the widow and
widower a.- they turned into the park
at Eighty-fifth Street and drove north
along the reservoir dark blue in the
afternoon sun.
"Oh. rhe beautiful, beautiful day'”
Beatrice exclaimed impulsively, then bi’
her lips as she appreciated what a com
monplace and tin.- original remark she
had uttered.
But Maynard was satisfied with it.
"Yes." he replied, gaily, "it was made
for you and me. I think’”
The words were lightly
enough, but there was something in his
voice that brought the color to the
woman’s face and a throb to her heart
Vet she laughed with affi-cted lightness.
"What an egotistical thing man is.”
she retorted. "1 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."
"Perhaps so. deal lady." Robert re
marked with a deprecatory smile, 'but
only one of them is driving with you,
and I 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 n 1
r p plj.
Maynard was an excellent driver and
bis control over the blooded horse was
perfect. He was one of the men who
can manage a horse and yet pay at
tention to the companion who sits by
him
Many men have away of talking so
much 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'
tan item that Beatrice wished to for
get). he seemed to think little about it.
But 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 voting,
delicately tinted leaves, the merry
shouts of children romping on Ihe
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
men In the springtime but 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 ehatted spnrkllngly know
ing that she was fascinating an eligi
ble and attractive 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 grlef-tlnged bearing of her
dead friend’s husband with the boyish,
whole-souled abandon of the dashing
gallant, driving the horse which had
been the properly of his dead 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
audience.
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Rea triads tailored gown was
white serge. with black collar, cuffs
and revers. Her expenses had been
heavy of late, and she had debated.
she had before Helen Robbins’ dinner
party, as tn whether she could afford t<>
wear her favorite violets And, as then,
she had decided to be governed by in
clination. not by economy. She con
gratulated he self upon her extrava
gancel when she saw Robei t look at the
flow < i s. first with admiration, then with
an expression combining regret and
suspicion. “Oh." hr 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 Wear Them.”
Beatrice did not relieve his fears by
her reply. They are beautiful, aren't
th' \ she said, touching them with
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 gn up to t’laremont for
tea 7" said Maynard, as they neared the
lowe end of the park. "’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 sweet
recollections connected with the place.
Since she left me I have not hid the
courage to go. Rut you have been so
very kind and understanding that 1
think the spot would lose its sad mem
ories if I were to go with you.”
All the afternoon Beatrice had been
hoping to keep past matrimonial rela
tions in the background, and now, when
she least expected it. Maynard’s dead
wife was, she felt, dragged forward ;
again to mar her pleasure. N'everthe- j
1
loss she concealed all signs of reseni- j
inent and acquiesced in his suggestion
with a gentle sympathy which she di"'
, not quite feel, allowing him to talk.
uninterrupted by word from her. of th*
loneliness of his present life compared
Vvith the ‘ good old daysr’’ when "sh»+
was here." But the widow- drew a sigh
, of relief when their arrival at C’lare
. monl put a stop tn the reminiscent
strain.
The pair walked the length of th r
glass-sere, ued veranda and secured a
table looking out over the Hudson.
Beatrice was scarcely seated herself,
and Maynard was still in the grasp of
, th* waiter who was helping him divest
himself >f his light driving coal, when
a man rose from a nearby table, and.
walking up to Maynard, slapped him on
the shoulder. Tift widower turned witi
a frown that melted into a smile, and
shook hands warmly with the intruder,
then introduced him to Beatrice as
"my vpi \ dear friend. Mr. Rossiter."
. 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
1 Rossiter, he shrugged his shoulders,
laughed and after turning to Beatrice
, with a word of anology. counled with
something about "taking time, with her
permission, for just a minute’s chat on
a bit of important business," suffered
himself to bo led away into the adjoin
ing room, leaving Beatrice, somewhat
perplexed, gazing alone at the river ami
the Jersey shore
Eyes I
Your eyes, like mountain pools/ reflect
the deeps
■ Os skies unstained, save across the
blue
; Some merry white.clad thought trips
into view.
And m- she dances in your mirror
' peeps
When Phoebus climbs the overhanging
steeps
: (I.ike ne« awakened Truth) it is in
> you
He laves his golden loveliness anew,
Ere to the still enshrouded vale he
leaps,
O wells of Jot i <> soundless depths
of Love!
<’ouling the lips of every passerby.
Must I believe that ever from above
Heaven gazed on thee with Summer’s
'favoring eye'.’
Ntij for herein a miracle appears,
irief made you Wisdom's husbandmen
of tears.
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MISS LILLIAN LORRAINE.
The only way to get rid of those- faint lines is to rub them away."
ON’’E upon a time I met a woman
who never really smiled.
When anything pleasant hap
pened she twitched the corm” s of he
mouth up. but her eyes were always the
same open round orbs and no lines of
laughter ever crept into their cornets.
"Why don't you ever laugh?" I aske 1
her.
"Because I don't want to make wrin
kles in my face." she said.
To give up 'eal beauty, laughtei
seems a terrible price to pay tor one's
beauty, but certainly the girl who
laughs too much and too hard will find
little lines forming on either side of her
mouth and around her eyes. Eventual
ly they develop into crow's feel, which
are so ugly, and she will have a very
hard time getting rid of them.
A great many people make faces
w'hen 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 yout eyes or wrinkling tin skin
around them.
How To Get Rid of Them.
When those faint lines have formed,
however, and you s”e 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 soap ami dry the face anti
“The Gates of Silence”
/?v Meta Sim nuns, Author of "Hushed Up
i
'Odd little place, isn't it* he 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 iwopenee-half penny, but there are
half a hundred W est end dealers in Lon
don who would give their heads for the
chances of touching a third of the stuff
that passes through .lex's hands Up has
an unerring eye for a fake, and there’s
not a connoisseur who can touch him in
English pewter”
His words passed Rimington by like
the dust. Up had already forgotten his
surprise that Saxe should have asked him
to meet him at his little, out-of-the-way
shop in Westminster to make his report
as to his visit to Wewbourne. What had
happened there had driven all other con
sideration from his .mind, as the me
dieval surgeons were wont to drive out
pain by pain.
“1 have been to Wey bourne,” hr said,
and there was something in his tone that
brought Saxe's eyes to bis fn< • in a
quick, strained scrutiny
Rlmlnqton’s Story.
“Yes. he said. “You saw hoi ■
Yes, after considerable difficulty hope
lessly useless difficulty. Miss Lumsden
< (Mild tell nothing of the events of last
night. She knows nothing of them She
is a woman without a yesterday or a to
morrow. She Is just like some little
child who, has been scandalized ami ter
rified in the darkness, and can give mi
name to her torments or her tormentors.
Is 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 quivered like a child's.
The silence seemed to close over Hu m
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 .lex and the red
haired child were sitting beside a bed
drawn near to the widely-flung window--
that admitted so little air.
“They’re gorn. Grandad.” the child
said, in a disappointed voice. “After all
they're gorn. and you promised!”
She purser! up her lips into a round
' f)“ and emitted a melancholy howl, like
a cry of a lonely, meditating puppy. that
< a used the figure on the bed to stir un
easily.
There. there” .lex patted llu- bed
clothes ami turned the heavy head that
lay nn the low pillows, a head surpris
ingly like Bess', though the red hair that
‘dreamed over the clothes into long plait
nad richer shades ami lights that gave it
1 »ca u t y
“What ’ The word was hardly intelb
| gilile -a\e to )f< o«t<»m<u| ob»>, but th
rilb ;i lillh or iilfol)*"
over lib* iinesßp m asl riiigvnt. Al'lt r
\"ii aro all tbWugh. you ran dust lb
*kin off wiih Hili'’ rirr powder. This
is tin most harmless kind
all have more trouble wilb our
eoinpl»• \ion> in summer than in wintri,
though it ought io l»e just the other
way. because summer is such a good
time io eh'ur up the skin, as perspira
tion helps-on in cleaning out the pore?'.
But what dreadful < ombinnlions we d<>
♦ at! Shore drlmeis. ice ri'am and cof
fee and possiblx bed tea. too. l'v<
known lots of people who drank ie« I
lea in 'iieai quantities following tha.
With black coffee, and then wondered
what was ihe mattei with their nrrvs
and wby their complexions wore. poor.
While fruit i> supposed to be so good
for one in the summer, it is often <■ th n
in 100 large quantities for health, and
often be- rios and oih- r fruits are served
just a trifle decayed, which is like|\ to
upset the best liltl" stomach in llie
world.
J’hen w- are all wea.jng -mall lial
(his .ear. and I’m afraid many eyelids
will he red and sore from sunburn, aim
manv a little nos- 1 show • sudden crop
of freckles
The Old Way.
Old-time belles us*d to piotect lli-ii
faces in summer titm Fn making mas\s
of cott-on or chamois skin and ••ov' , rii ( g
the inside with a 'hick coating ot face
cream. The mask was ma !e big < imugn
to cover Ihe vuiirc fare, with slits for
the eyes, mouth and nostrils. It w;c
tied aiound the Iwad with ihh >ns at
tach’ d to >he sides oi the mosk, and I’i
person who wore il si ,yed in h* ) loom
old man's were accustomed and loving,
and he ;inswm-<l:
“hist little Bess, behaving like a puppy
• dog.' he said. cheerfully. his eats
strained for any sound from the shop be
low.
“What’ The listener's <tiill eye
showed that she was not satisfied <me
heavy hand boa’ the bed feebly it w;«:
the only movement of which this human
leg with a brain was capable.
“What .'” The guttural word seemed lo
1 choke m the half -pa r;i lyzed throat
i .Jex's eyes snapped lire
“Because her dad is downstairs.' lo
said. landing over flu- !»<•<! “It'you un
derstand that, b-nny “ Bess is in a rare
taking because her dad i- downstairs.
Would you like Io - •••'m. obi girl Would
you like lo see your handsome husband"'
The Web of Lies.
. * oming as it did at tlm fag end of llu
mason, that seemed to have exhausted
every sensation known t«» ike journalist i<-
brain, the tragedy in Tempest street,
with us dramatic ■ ■ 11»|>11« il. o| detail, it
background fretted by amazing possibili
ties. .in-1 over it all the glamor of I'aul
Saxe’s name, seemed likely :<» prove a
i “scoop to th< newspapers. Tin- opening
••I the mqu< s' proved an attraction great
- enough to bring buck a considerable pet
centag' of gilded youth to London: they
- camt from their dahyings by tin ; ,qi or
ihpir -n emmsit j.■- on north-rn floors. Illes
• tilled with an overwhelming Interest in
this bloated pider caught I'aiM al last by
■ a masf-tmg power in toib more inex
tricable than those in which tlu-v wore
themselves . nmashed.
lack Rimington, who hardly realized
this personal interest that brought
many to the dingy court. was a little'
disconcerted by the numbers w ; h whoi.i
1 he found himself sm r« m nded He had l
' imagined entrance might prove ;l matter 1
of difficult.’ . ho found him-mlf. however, i
able, by the judicious application of a 1
little palm oil. to secure a position at Ihe i
back of the court
He was early, the jury, in fact w«r<-'
only arriving He forced himself to
watch the scenes that succeeded otic an- I
other before his cv< s that he might for
get something of the pain that gnawed
at hi- heart, and found that it was very
possible to be amused, the hare expres
sions on flu faces of tlu-s» twelve com
monplace num. torn from their every da 1 -
ocru pa I ions 4 o delib- ale <m ibe awful is
sues of life and death wore alone • liter
mining to the biller in spirit.
Presently there was a stir in Hie <-our 1
and the Coroner came in I'aul Saxo (
followed him immediately Rimington
was surprised at the mans early arri
val. for he found that there wore a «-oupl.
of case.-: to ho got through hel.irc f|i< -
inqim-t on Fit-/.. t».phen < arm »n. ,<m!;
10 quiet and almost • omplete darkn< .<s
foi several hour- at least.
Anoibei preparation used was pow
dered magnesia. This was mixed with
a little wat< r and pul over the face ami
was said to he very good for sunburn.
I don’t think any of us have the
w hite, clear complexions of our grand
mothers. because none of us would be
filling to endure all tin trouble they,
took to make themselves beautiful.
Then the idea of heautx has changed,
too. It used to be considered fashion
able for a young girl to faint on all oc
casions and to look pale, hut no’wada> s
we pref'u a healthier type of girl, and
when sin. tans to a fine ruddy brown
♦ very one admires her. K\ en freckles
are forgiven, though I don’t tbkik girls
e\er think them attractive. But I have
heard men sa\ a few little freckles wer •
fascinating. fortunately tastes differ.
The expression of the face makes its
he;iul\ and you can make ynur expres
sion anything \ou want it.
Ha •ry one <’A X look stupid or bored,
hut no one HAS Io look so. and certain
l\ both expressions ruin e\a ry vestige
•f good looks.
I >on i lei ihe corners of \oiii rnoulli
drooj), it’s never heromiisg. Turn the
etc pers up. e\ ep it il cosß you an ef
fort.
A s so<>n as \ou see lines sot inlng in
vour lace study them carefully, find out
if they aic lines that could be avoided,
m l if so counteract the wrong muscu
lar habit b\ a right one. for wrinkles
11 c simpl\ th'* r» suit of constant mus
cular contraction and it t si> entirely
with you whether that contraction
shall be<’onte a habit ot not.
Saxe had made no ,secret of the hideous
dislocation of wot is his compulsory at
tendance al 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 and foot.
While the coroner dealt with these
cases with an ease and precision that had
about it something finer than mere cal
lousness. Rimington leaned back and
watched the millionaire.
lie had not semi Saxe since yesterday
aft'-rnoon. v» hen they had parted al the
<loor of tlie queer old shop in Westmin
ster which Save bad so oddly chosen as
a meeting p!ac< Fven now hr failed to
understand why Saxe, who was a man of
many < bib w ith a suit* of rooms in one •
of Lomh-n > palatial hotels, and. for all
tn knew, with more than one pied-a-terre
in its numerous bywaxs. should have
chosen the Sign of 'be Tobv Jug for so
momentous a meeting. It was possible, of
course, that lie- man's own explanation
vv a ■ a sincere cue.
■ No one »v,lt know us there, for one
lung, Rimington, so that our meeting
m-»‘d raise no comment | know lex well
•ml lie knows me. I <Jo a good deal of
biminess with him one way' and another
You will find a do a good deal of oiit-of
the-way busim-> • I did some with Fltz-
• h plu't’ I found money for him. though
I wa - in no sense a • ollcague. as you
called me this morning. That is why I
bad those rooms there’ eccentric, but per
fe. tly straight that is what you wdll
imd I am It is a« well you should know
’hat much about me. Rimington
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Advice to the Lovelorn
By BEATRICE FAIRFAX.
YOUR PATH IS CLEAR
Deal Miss Eairfax:
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 I win her
love’.’ J. E.
You have no rival—nothing to fear
but tour 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 affec
tions.
PUT YOUR PRIDE IN YOUR
POCKET.
Dear Miss Eairfax:
I have been keeping < <>mpany 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 fold me when I last spoke to her
that she did not want to trouble me
any more. I have not noticed Iter since,
but lately I learned through a friend
she Is sorrx lor aiding so toward me.
I love the girl very much. .1, L.
If she is right or wrong, go to her
ami take the blame on your own
shoulders. Your generosity will make
an impression on her she will never
forgel. Love is worth every sacrifice
it costs, and you will not be sorry
for making this one.
THERE IS ROOM FOR DOUBT.
Dear Miss Eairfax:
I am deeply in love with a young
min two years iny senior. He has told
me many times that lie loves me. but
be continues to take other girls out Do
you really think he is in oaitn.u .'
ANXIOI’S.
When ;l man loves a woman as lie
loy cs no one else on earth, he has no
desire Io be with any one but her.
His preference for the society of
other girls doesn’t indicate an absorb
ing love fm you. A good way to cute
him is to show a similar liking for
the society of other young men.
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Salesman ‘'l have a patent washboiler which burns dena
tured alcohol at much less cost than coal or wood ”
4nty Drudge “You'd better go into some other business,
young man. if you want to make a living. Since 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 hne polish on glass and china.
It 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
Directions for all purposes are printed
on the back of the red and green wrapper.
CERTAINLY NOT.
Deal Miss Eairfax:
Several weeks ago I met a young
man, about two years my senior. H«
has taken me out on several occasions,
hut lately his actions are such that I do
not understand him. I w’ould like to
know If he intends to act as a friend to
me. or whether he is trying to fool me
Just for a joke.
Do you think it propet to ask him for
an explanation of his queer actions,
and request him to come to an under*
standing? B. F.
If his actions do not please you, re
fuse to see him. You always have that
privilege, you know, and it would bo
wiser to exercise it than to torment
yourself with theories about his inten
tions.
PERHAPS IT ISN’T TRUE.
Dear Miss Eairfax:
I am 22 and am engaged to a man of
3X. I am employed by him in his place
of business ami I am a great help to
him. We love each other devotedly.
Recently some of his friends told me
lhat he is a married man and has a
wife and children in Germany. He
claims this 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 year and he. tells me eyferything.
We intend to be married In June.
ANX It >USLY A WATTING.
Give him the benefit of the doubt.
And in the meanwhile he owes it to
himself and to you to compel the man
who made the charge either to prove it
<>r to retract.
It is not an accusation to be dis
missed lightly Let h>m know that you
legat'd the charge as < serious one, and
he will take some step:- in the matter.
Looking Like It.
Miss Prim No. fm not married ye*.
Did Etiend Impossible!
Miss Prim (frankly! Yes: that’s th.’
way it’s beginning to look.