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THE GEORGIAN’S MAGAZINE PAGE * Hunting a Husband * NO. 10—THE WIDOW'S FAVORITE SUITOR DEVELOPS TWO TRAITS THAT TURN HER UTTERLY AGAINST HIM By VIRGINIA T, VAN DE WATER. SOME five minutes elapsed, while Beatrice sat alone and looked out k 4 over the sheen, of the Hudson and watched the procession of .river L. craft gliding by. Then Maynard re- turned without his importunate friend X> '* and seated himself with a laughing Ji "ord of apology. "ftossiter's really a capital fellow,” he said, half-deprecatlngly. as though be had guessed her estimate of the man. "A little uncouth, perhaps, but a diamond in the rough.” "And, like most uncut gems, is not taken by society at his true worth?” asked the woman, smilingly, but with a thin vein of spite in her tone. She no ticed on Maynard's breadth the acrid aroma which she fancied she detected earlier in the afternoon, stronger now —the odor that her married life with Tom Minor had made hateful to her. She had guessed from Rossiter’s man ner what "the business matter” was that had taken her escort from her, and she was a little hurt and displeased at his temporary desertion. "Oh,” the mjn protested, laughing again, “Rossiter has that rough, un conventional manner which all West erners affect, but underneath he is pure gold, generous to a fault, and, *,l fortunately for him. wealthy to a dls k graceful degree. I've always been • ♦mighty fond of 'Roaring Bm,' as we used to call him at college. Then Maynard branched off into a tale of his friend's university esca pades which made Beatrice laugh In spite of herself. "He was always climbing out of the frying pan to fall Into the fire,” he finished with a chuckle. "And.” sobering suddenly, "he was very fond of my dear wife. They had known each other all their lives.” The familiar skeleton seemed to Beatrice to be on the verge of again dominating the conversation, and. at the risk of beirjg considered unsympa thetic. she directed her companion's attention to the crimson globe of the sun, hanging in the city's smoke oyer the distant Palisades. She had never felt any particular interest in May nard's deceased wife, and since this afternoon's return to the place the dear departed had loved so well had not proved such an ordeal to the widower A that he hesitated to drink there with a I boisterous friend, she had little toler- X . ance with his pose of bereavement. A Widower’s Favorite Topic, But a widower launched » •-- favorite theme is not so easily diverted tA *4 from it. After Beatrice's attempted in- F terruption of his trend of thought he looked out into the glowing west for only a moment or two in silence. "She loved the sunsets here,” he said at last, in a tone of dreamy sadness. "We used to come up often in the spring time and 'help put the sun to bed,’ as she used to Say. I am very lonely without her sometimes. Forgive me for speaking of her so much, but you are always so patient with me and 1 feel"-—he stopped and smiled sadly. There was no hope for it now, and Many Delightful Ways of Serving Spaghetti. The housewife who looks upon spa ghetti as merely a side dish should learn more about it, both for economy's sake Vi and the saving of her reputation as a pro- vider of good things to eat. A little book let, published by the makers of Faust Spaghetti, will give he a new light on the subject It tells of many ways of serving this delectable dish. Many families now make Faust Spa ghetti the chief dish for dinner once a week. And they get from it food ele ments far in excess of those contained in meats, eggs. fish. etc. Ask your doctoi about this. 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Both Phones 3668 ’* THE JELLICO COAL CO, 82 Peachtree ’ ■ H the woman, with a weary spirit, once more, took the part she had played so often. “Dear friend,” she said, smiling at 'him with eyes slightly moist, “I under stand—l, too, have suffered,” she with a little sigh. "Perhaps the good that comes out of our suffering is that we can comprehend and sympathize with each other’s sorrows.” The man looked at her with some thing more than gratitude. Shefcol ored under his gaze and turned her eyes toward the river, waiting for him to speak. When he did it brought her back to earth and things earthly with a shock. “Ah, here at last Is our tea!” he ex claimed In his natural voice as the waiter deftly arranged teapot and ac cessories on the table. "Are you sure you want a hot drink on a day like this?” he queried doubtfully as she raised the lid of • the teapot and the steam arose in a cloud. • “Yes, Indeed!” she answered/ “I don't think I could exist without my afternoon tea. I take it always.” “Well, on second thought, if you don’t mind, I will take something cool.” said Maynard. "Driving was dusty work, and my throat feels like a newly mac adamized road. Waiter! a Scotch high ball!” "Oh,” Beatrice said, hesitatingly, as the seltzer foamed into the tall glass of ice, “do you really care for that?” “As old Jake Van Winkle, out in Jer sey. used to say, 'lt ain’t the taste, it’s the sperrit what’s in it,’” he laughingly replied. "But isn’t it bad for you?” she asked tentatively. "Don’t you become depend ent upon it?” Let the Metter Drop. “No more than you do upon your tea," he answered teasingly. She said no more about the matter, and he turned the conversation to other things. They sat long over the table, and Maynard ordered another high ball before they le.ft. Always a faclie talker, he was at his best today, amus ing, witty and quick with retort. It was almost dark outside when Beatrice reluctantly said it was time she was at home, and, arising, prepared for de parture. In a few minutes the pair were again seated in the smart trap and rolling rapidly eastward toward her home. The air was a little chilly now. and the high strung horse snorted eagerly, evincing’ a desire to bolt, which forced Maynard to keep a tight grasp on the reins and brought a sharp word of command from him now and then. Beat'rice was chatting gaily when the horse, frightened by a boy on roller skates, who darted past his head, shied violently. In a second Maynard had pulled the whip from the socket and cut him cruelly along the flank. The horse leaped forward, but the merciless grasp on the reins threw his head high, and he could 'only plunge and shrink undpr the rain of blows which the man, now white with rage, showered tfpon him. The scene lasted for only' a moment or two. but it seemed hours to Helen, as. with hands pressed against her cheeks, she flinched at each angry hiss and cut of the. lash. She looked ap pealingly at the man. but his face was hard and set and his lips contorted into a cruel smile. When the beating had tired his arm he laughed a short, ugly ln,ugh. “Now. behave yourself!" he ordered, as he replaced the whip in the socket. Helen was silent the remainder of the way home. Maynard was gay and did his unsuccessful best to make his companion smile. But she was grave and taciturn. All her life she had loved horses. Her father had raised them, and she had known them from her babyhood. She remembered what her father would have said to Maynard had he, Instead of she, been the wit ness of the cruel scene. She found it impossible to talk as if nothing had happened. As Maynard helped her from the trap she thanked him politely, but coldly, for the drive and the pleasant after noon. Then, before Maynard could climb again into the trap, she stepped swiftly to the horse’s head, and laid her cheek against the velvety, quiver ing nose. When the widow reached her own apartment and her own room she stood still for a moment feeling faint and weak. She recollected with a sick shud der how once, when Minor had been drinking, he had beaten a dog he owned. HOW GRACE BENSON BECAME FAMOUS FOR THE BEAUTY OF HER HANDS AND ARMS Free Prescription That Can Be Pre pared at Home Without Expense. Grace Benson, famous for the mar velous beauty of her hands and arms in a recent interview, says: "If I could tell every woman about the prescrip tion that has caused all this talk about my hands and arms they could every one of them make their hands and arms just as beautiful as mine. I am glad to have the opportunity to give my receipt free to the world. 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It is absolutely harmless, and will positively not stimulate ar pro duce a grow tit of haifr*’ The Making of a Pretty Girl B 3 The Charm of a Musical Voice By MARGARET HUBBARD AYER placing you at once among the class of c • people who care for good English well F spoken and well enunciated. Too Much Slang. Every one of us u.-es mole slang than jjLgSmis. * we ought to. and young girls . . ially M ’ rv toh'sliod in their eh.neo of English. X- < while ■ quite young you wjlll think it doesn’t matter, but ass®"®®’ fey, 1 i6le for SiO I to break yours.lf of the habit ’ VC? usins sl ' ,ngy exprf ssions. and as we A are so " ft< n Judged by the way wo talk, under certain conditions you are likely t/''v. L to maki a very bad Impression. ' "X. The dtanager of a big store the other - da' was ti ding that in engaging I’/ ' 111 ; MBk Mb Sk \W |r > W 3 '’MM®’ 1/jH ~ , i " **“ •- \l! I \\\ \ ■ «,* i '#S 4 aJBT; a / AX’* *•* THE GIRL WHO CONTINUALLY GIGGLES. THE most beautiful girl I ever saw was a young American girl of German descent. Every artist in 'town wanted to’paint her, but they and' the rest of the community would have been perfectly satisfied if she had never spoken a word, for the minute she opened her mouth her charm and beauty vanished as if by magic. She literally had the voice of a peacock. If you have never heard a peacock scream, or whatever you call that noise it makes, take the first opportunity you« can to go to the zoo or to some gardvii where there are peacocks, and listen to this beautiful btid making an unspeak ably ugiy noise. After you hear the peacock scream, you will know why the dove, with its gentle and beautiful voice, is the emblem of all that is sweet and lovely, while the peacock is just an ornamental monster. The greatest charm a pretty glpl can have is a low and musical voice. No matter how pretty you are, you can't afford to neglect this especial charm, and no matter how homftly. you are, you will newer lack attraction if you have an agreeable voice. There is no reason why every girl should not cultivate a good speaking voice, and there is absolutely no excuse for the ugly, nasal squeak perpetrated by some of our gtrls and called speech. Voice Is the Man. “The voice is the man himself,” said a celebrated poet, and we are all judged at once by oiir voitces and our speech. More and more attention is being paid to voice culture in the public' schools, and every girl whose attention is called to the necessity of training herself to speak well will find some one who can Do You know That Macon county, Alabama, is said to have a larger area of land held by negroes than any other county In the South. In 1909 negroes owned 61,689 acres In Macon. Liberty county. Georgia, the next largest in negro land holdings, the area was 56,048, while in Louisa county. Virglna, the third coun ty In this respect, the colored popula tion owned 53,268, acres. In Macon county there Is no race problem— the negro population, through the indus trial education of Tuskegee, has be come self-reliant. The county has fifty-seven colored public schols. Berlin ha* established a normal course on penmanship for teachers of common preparatory schools in order to tsst a new system of chirography which Is designed to allow the Indi viduality of the writer to express it self without detriment to legibility. The new system adapts pen, ink and paper to the Individual necessities of the writer. If the principle of the sys tem Is found to be pedagogically sound. It will be introduced ia the public schools. . , help her by example and instruction. The most - common fault we have Is speaking with a nasal twang, or speak ing through the nose, as it is called. It is wrong to say that one. talks through the nose, when one makes this ugly sound, because as a matter of fact, one doesn't tSlk through the nose; one is pitching the nose, so that the sound is partly cut off from it. People speak this way from a kind of habitual lazi ness, and no one has to continue in this bad habit. .One of the simplest exercises |or cul tivating a good voice is to find out first on what tones of the musical scale you generally talk. Then take a very deep breath and make the vowel sounds a. e. i, o, u on these tones of the speaking voice: By taking a deep breath, and floating the tone on the breath, you will’ be forced to place your speaking tone right. People who speak with a nasal twang don’t breathe deeply, and don't have a good pressure of air, as a sort of bellows under their speech. Take some simple little poetn that you know and repeat it, breathing deeply before each word; exaggerate the words slightly, making them softer and lower and rounder in tone and quality, than you habitually would do. Y’ou will find in a short time that your voice will be come more musical, lower and sweeter in quality. A great many girls have ugly voices because they are really too lazy to open their mouths when they talk, and to annunciate carefully with their lips Beautiful enunciation makes a good shaped pair of lips, and to pronounce words carefully and distinctly will im prove the shape of the mouth, besides Advice to the Lovelorn By BEATRICE FAIRFAX. LET YOUR HEART DECIDE. Dear Miss Fairfax: I am 18 and have been keeping com pany with a man one year my senior. We had a quaYrel over some trifle and didn’t see each other for two months. I met a very good friend of his with whom f as-sociated these two months. This made my friend very angry, so he came and apologized to me. He wants to see me again. Now both of them want my company; which shall I take? FLOSSIE. Take the one you love the more. If you don't know which that Is, this is sure: You don't love either. THAT WILL BE EASY. Dear Miss Fairfax: A young man and I have been keep ing company for about a year. He has been greatly admired by my moth er. We parted. Since then I have been going out with different young men and have seen a difference. 1 would like to regain his friendship, for I know he has not been going out with any one else. A READER. Ho still loves you. Your mother ap proves and you realize that you love him. Surely under these favorable cir- employees he always took the girls who sopke nicely and who had pretty voiceq and gave them the best positions. “A girl with a pretty voice can charm the most irate customer and soothe the angry shopper. But if you put a girl with an ugly voice behind the counter no matter how good her disposition i« that voice is against her. A good voice is a first-class business asset," said this man, and long before him the poet said: “ 'Twas an excellent thing in a woman.” I love the girl who giggles when she is young, and I must say the grows woman giggler is usually a bore, and the giggle loses its music when the girl gets out of her teens. A charming laugh, enough but not too much of it, is part of the attraction of the pretty girl. But there are very few women who laugh musically. I remember listening to a class of girls learning to laugh. It was a terri ble ordeal. Some of them cackled, some of them guffawed, only one or two suc ceeded in producing a laugh that wai joyous and musical.- Listen to yourself laughing; keej your ear keen to-your own defects, and find out whether your laugh is musical or ugly. You can correct an ugly laugh without making yourself affected and < selr-conßciouf’. Don’t laugh all the time, but when you do laugh., laugh heartily and with an open throat like a child. The child's laughter is beautiful and perfect. Itia only when we try to laugh at things that aren't funny and when we becom< self-conscious that our laughter !os* the natural joyous quality which it hats when we were children, and anothef charm vanishes. cumstances it will be easy to win him. Ask him to call. Treat him as a good friend, and if he has any courage and persistence he will see for himself the happiness within his grasp. Famous Dancer Gives Complexion Secrets (Aileen Moore in Beauty’s Mirror.) I've learned the secret of Dolores’ entrancing beauty—the wondrous charm that has dazzled the courts of Europe and captivated vast audiences every where. The famous dancer abhors rouges and cosmetics. Yet despite the strenuosltv of her life, she retains the incomparable complexion best describ ed as ‘’lndescribable." An intimate friend tells me the senorfta regularly uses on her face what druggists know as mercolized wax. This is applied at night in the miAiner cold cream is used and washed off in the morning. It absorbs the dead particles of skin which daily appear, and a fair, soft, fresh, girlish complexion is always in evidence Dolores' skin is not marred by a sin gle wrinkle, not even the finest line. She wards these off by daily bathing the fa<’e in a solution made by dissolv ing an ounce of powdered saxollte In a half-pint witch hazel. As vour drug stores keep these ingredients, as well as mercolized wax (one ounce of this Is sufficient), no doubt your readers will welcome this InforixiaXUiXL lytk: ix ruiv “The Gates of Silence” A STORY OF LOVE, MYSTERY AND HATE, WITH A THRILLING POR TRAYAL OF LIFE BEHIND PR'SON BARS. TODAY’S INSTALLMENT. Disagreeable Moments. "Divil a bit of it, my dear," said Bar rington. lightly; "for your own little self entirely, Mistress Barrington; and it’s my belief that the individual at the end of the wire got something in the nature of ,a shock when he discovered that 'twas to a ‘Mister’ he'd been speaking." Once again there was that subtle in flection in Barrington's voice that told her of the easily awakened suspicion of an inordinately jealous man. Anthony, who could not bear that she should so much as buy a handkerchief without his knowledge, was obviously nettled by dis covering two transactions of which he was utterly ignorant. He never asked her a question nor pried into a letter, yet she knew that it was one of his most sacred beliefs that the whole book of her life lay open before his eyes for him to read if he would. And. but for that one miserable episode of which Betty was her sole confidante, it was true enough. She gloried in the fact. She had taught herself to believe her husband's credo herself, telling herself that she had locked the door of the past and thrown away the key. And now—the door was creaking slowly on its hinges, swinging open, and all the ugly, grisly specters were stealing out one by one, In somber procession. It was not bearable. Heaven could not be so unjust! A sudden spirit of revolt rose up in her. She would not allow the past to conquer—she would hang to that door again, lock it fast on its ugly secret. It must be possible. She would fight for her peace, for her happiness, for her good name, to the very last gasp. She turned back from the table and looked up at him smiling. “Well, then, it must just be some other Mrs. Barrington, Tony boy.” she said. "For certain sure it isn’t for me. It’s as so much Greek to me and no less. Two thousand guineas. Indeed—l don't even think in such sums!” She spoke with a certain merry confi dence, but her smile was not merry; Bar rington saw that. “I expect they got through to some wrong number —they’re alwaj-s ringing us up in mistake,” she said, dismissingly. "Well, tell me what sort of a day you have had in town. I just missed you aw fully, and that’s the truth. Oh, Tony boy, I’ll be glad—glad—glad when we can get ourselves right, right away.” She nestled against him for a moment, finding an infinite comfort in his near ness, in the clasp of his arms, for he had caught her to him with a sudden fierce caress. She was not, as a rule, demonstrative, this woman, but there was a passion in her words now that was as fuel to the flame of his own. "Why, then, for heaven's sake, let us go," he said. “What is there to keep us? Get Betty ready and come. Frank ly, I hate the place. Your father —yes, yes, he is your father, dear, I know that —but 1 always find it incredibly hard to believe. You can make an excuse for Betty. Betty will be the gainer by a change front this environment. 1 don't know what it. is, but, as I said yester day, there is a deuced odd feellug in the air. 1 am what novelists call ‘obsessed by a feeling of fear'—as though some hateful calamity was impending. Oh, of course, it’s one's liver, I know that—or living so close to water. But, all the same, I'll be jolly glad to get away. Tomorrow—what's to prevent it? Tomor row night- that's a bargain, eh?” Edith's Fear. There was an almost disproportionate eagerness in his tone. He turned her face to his. “That’s a bargain, eh?” he repeated. “Oh, no. no! Not tomorrow; that isn't possible, Tony!" She stared at him with wide, frightened eyes, her fingers inter lacing nervously. "What do you mean why do you say such dreadful things? You terrify me! What calamity could happen to us? Oh. you are cruel and sus picious and morbid. It’s selfish, horribly selfish, ot you to suggest that I should leave dad just now.” She spoke as a woman suddenly be side herself, flinging atyay from him with a petulance that amazed him. And she was beside herself with fear. She knew her husband well enough to realize that if he made up his mind to return to France tomorrow and to take her and Bettj- with him. there was no power that would prevent him doing so, short of what he called battle, murder, or sud den death. "But my dear Edith, it was your own suggestion!” Barrington was honestly bewildered. "1 only want to please you - to get you out of a morbid atmosphere " He would have taken her In his arms again, but she refused to be comforted. She burst into a sudden tempest of tears and ran out of the rom. banging the door. She left a thoroughly taken-ahack man staring after her. Dr. E. G. Griffin’s □.“XIr'X I I 241-2 Whitehall Street, Over Brown & Allen's Drug Store. n 9 dX Lowest Pricer —Best Work. 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For he had come from h rance—he had been conscous of a fear that something was troubling Edith which she concealed from him through shame or dread: nothing personal—but some family matter, connected with Betty or her father. Her unusual insistence up on returnig to England without him—her obvious, not altogether pleased surprise at his unexpected arrival—Betty’s extraor dinary seizure, not to mentton Sir George Lumsden’s behavior, that for the last few days was only to be drubbed ec centric. The more he thought of It the more convinced he was that Edith was sharing with her family some trouble that she dreaded to share with him. "Poor little tender-hearted woman!’’ His lips and eyes grew very tender. He longed to seek her out now and tax her with this trouble, yet a certain loving reticence forbade an intrusion upon it. He must bide his time. He took a couple of paces up and down the room, his mind still wrestling with the problem, and was brought up sudden ly by the low chair from which Edith had risen on his entrance, by the sight ot a crumpled piece of cardboard lying «be side it. The Card. He bent and picked it up. Hi'wm actuated by two motives In doing so— curiosity and the dislike of a tidy man for the sight of torn paper lying on a sitting room floor. It was a visiting card that his fingers straightened out. A card which bore, in neat commercial copper plate, the name "Mr. James Bradford.” And In the corner the further details, "Messrs Bradford & Spiers, Solicitors, Lincolns Inn Fields.” To Be Continued Tomorrow NERVOUS DESPONDENT WOMEN Find Relief in Lydia E. Pinkv ham’s Vegetable Compound —Their Own Statements Sq Testify. 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