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THE QEOMAH'S MAGAZINE PAGE * 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. CASTOR IA For Infants and Children. The Kind You Have Always Bought Cdt. E. G. Griffin’ S De ital Rooms | 241-2 Whitehall Streel. Over Brown & Allen’s Drug Store. Lowest Prices —Best Work. $5 sei of Teeth $5.00 Impressions —Teeth Same Day. ESTABLISHED 22 YEARS. Gold Crowns, $3,00 Work, $4.00 V PHONE 1708. Hours 8 to 7. 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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. ? Lillian Lorraine’s Beauty Secrets for Girls gc J ; The Sunburned Miss, mid the Proper II z /zv to Laugh >/ ii’O. X-w /O ~ Jar All W\ * '• ■ rZwK';” W' ' 'Sit & Z’j* y w® ■ I / v . .• / n II JBR-'Si': --.- j |A \ 'w \ jo.®®® • / y \V \ Z I ’ I J nnx\\ * ’Bev* is / / //A 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 Continued Tomorrow. i! in / vSo Soft (So Smooth- A it floats in the air —no Air-Float Talcum Powder / \ jX is guaranteed pure. Costs X jjr 10 cent sabo ;. White or X 1 \ Flesh I nt. Made only u j / Talcum Puff Co. / KBu i Terminal f Brooklyn. N. Y.>< 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. ZTt . jay A ffl ; 'i® yfeA**3r iL Udß y J Y X// Ivk\) - fi- > wtb\ l*W u W v lti\ >: \ WX'xi I4f \ L', ».. A< A 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 ” 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.