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TI-SE GEORGIANS MAGAZINE PAGE “The Gates of Silence” A STOKT of love, mystery and hate, with a thrilling por trayal of LIFE behind prison bars. TODAY’S INSTALLMENT. | "Then you can clear yourself?” There I was a passionate eagerness in Mrs. Bar- . rington's voice. Levasseur smiled at her evilly. Un- , consciously she found herself contrasting | Hit*, with her husband. H—d eha ever, s-.- cn, passionately admired this man with the clear cut. sensual features, that brutal heaviness in the set of lips and jaw? "No. I can not clear myself. I was in the house the night of the murder. The police have actual proof." His smile deepened. , “Figure to yourself, my dear Edith—a murder was committed, a gem was stolen and the English police arrest a man with proof positive in his pocket. A Lake of 8100d —delicious and Kidd like name—was stolen, and in the arrest ed man's possession was found a Lake of Blood, the most exquisitely perfect replica possible. Warranted to fetch quite ten francs at any second-hand dealer's in Europe.’* “False? Do you mean that the stone found upon you was an Imitation?” "The most admirable counterfeit. Isn’t it delicious? Edith, the whole scheme was a masterpiece—no one had ever planned sucli a coup—not a Gaboriau or a Du Boisgobey in their most inspired flight! And that it should all be in vain! The paltry spite of it! All brought to naught by some bungling brute of a mur derer who knifed the old ruffian out of sheer silly revenge—or some such paltry motive.” Edith sat like a woman turned to stone. "But I don't understand," she said, stupidly enough. “It seems to me that you must be able to clear yourself by a word." "You were always singularly lacking in intelligence," he said brutally. “I can not clear myself by a word, nor by ten thousand words. 1 know that. Only one thing can clear me." He leaned across the table, his sneering face very near her own. "You can help me. Will you—or am I, like another Samson, to bring down the ruins of the house in my fall?” "What do ,vou mean?” she whispered. To her intense horror and shame, she began to shiver violently. “How can I help you? If it is impossible for you to clear yourself, how can I help you?” He flung himself back immatiently in his chair. "Ell bien, but you are dull!" ie cried. WHERE DOCTORS FAILED TO HELP Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegeta ble Compound Restored Mrs. Green’s Health — Her Own Statement _ / Covington, Mo. —“Your medicine has done me more good than all the doc- HI the best medicine on earth for women. ’’ -Mrs. Jennie Green, Covington, Mo. How Mrs. Cline Avoided Operation. Brownsville, Ind. —“I can say that , Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound has done me more good than anything else. One doctor said I must be opera ted upon for a serious female trouble and that nothing could help me but an operation. “I had hemorrhages and at times could not get any medicine to stop them. 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I have been taking Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Com pound and now I can stay up and do my work. I think it is “I admit it. What is that you wish me to do?” “Something perfectly easy. Find the real murderer.” She looked at him with Tascinated ter r’firo eyes, end in that moment he looked such A thlnir evil that at once all doubts she had its n. IJs guilt were dis- i sipated. She leaned toward him suddenly. “You are the man,” she said. A Forced Silence. Levasseur laughed, not a whit taken aback. “Excellently dramatic, but a trifle archaic, my dear Mrs. Barrington. No, I am not the man—nor, unfortunately, can I tell you his name. It all sounds so mad. But, candidly, I should consider anybody a fool who believed it. It's a fact, nev ertheless —1 know the man who did the murder, but I can not speak. The fact is, that since—for a certain number of months—l have thrown in my lot with a gang of —what you would call thieves — most excellent, light-hearted craftsmen, geniuses in their way—when, from one thing and another, Paris became a trifle tropical—we decided to try London. In London hefe. the brother of our chief carries on a very magnificent——” He broke off abruptly and laughed, with a very evident sense of enjoyment. "But I may not tell tales. Not, dear Edith, from any mistaken idea of honor, but merely because the exigencies of the rule demand it. To 'split on a pal’ and save myself would be merely to escape the hangman's jipose to fall by the edict of our society, so I am tongue-tied. Oh. I recognize it sounds incredible. That is why 1 have to call upon you, my friend.” For a moment Mrs. Barrington won dered if the man were mad. But there was a ring of sincerity in his voice, a certain suggestion of fear and despair in his bold eyes that drove the thought from her. Nothing was impossible in this world—that was Xhe experience life had taught her. Another woman might have been less ready to believe the man’s as tounding story, but she knew Paris —the seamy side of it—through Anthony Bar rington's eyes. "1 can not help you," she said, with an almost childish fatillty. “If you can not tell the name of the murderer, how can I discover him? It is so like you to set me to make ropes of sand, to fling me into a pit with sheer, polished walls and bid me climb out of it.” "Edith, if you help me, I give you my word 1 shall never molest you again.” A Threat. “Oh. don't mock me.” She stood up. The interview had lasted too long already; every moment she dreaded lest some one would come. She had all a woman’s ig norant terror of the dealings of the law. Levasseur stood up beside her and taught her fiercely by the arms, staring into her face with angry, compelling ■ eyes. “You would leave me to die like a rat in a trap?” he hissed. “You think that I will be dead —that the world will forget— that I shall be afraid to speak! Ah,,you do not know me—or you have forgotten. The world will hear much, very much. I will make your name a thing of infamy throughout the length and breadth of 1 England. The man you call your husband i will not dare to raise his head. Your child will be branded.” She shuddered in his grip and he re . leased her, so that she staggered back : wards. i "You must do your worst,” she said, ' for I can do nothing” "You can bring th right man to jus tice.” he repeated. “You have money and , influence set me free and you are free I also.” He cast an ugly word in her teeth. Woman, don't you see that but for you I , wouldn't be here? If you had sent me ,: he money you promised I w T ould not i have been In Tempest street that i night." Edith Barrington turned on him, her eyes alight with the fierce courage of a I creature brought to bay. "I was as helpless then as I am now.” she cried. "I had no money. I have no money now. I have no means of find ing the murderer —" He interrupted her with a singular catch in his throat. “No?" he* murmured, very distinctly. "Perhaps not. But what of your sister Betty—what of her, eh?" The Veil Is Lifted, Jack Rlmington read his aunts's let ter through Tor the second time; then, folding it with mechanical neatness, laid it on the table beside his plate. Mrs. Ames, the landlady, bringing In the breakfast tray at that moment was star tled into words at the sight of his face. “My! you do look fagged out, sir,” she said, with the unction that drops from ] the lips of women of a certain type at the very thought of illness or misfortune. I “No bad noos, I hope?" "No unexpectedly bad news," Riming ton said. “My uncle, who Is always something of an invalid, is somewhat worse.” “And you'll be going down to see the old gentleman. 1 should suppose?" the old body hastened to say. “And a good thing, too. It's fairl ybeat me why a young gentleman like you should keep himself mewed and moped up in London at this time of the year." To Be Continued Tomorrow jSft. M “THE HAIRS OF YOUR HEAD ARE NUMBERED” There is a great deal of truth in the old" saying. Roots die, vitality gives out. The hair begins to tum grey. This is particularly unfortunate as we are all living in an age when to LOOK young means to fill the YOUNG and IMPORTANT positions. Old fogies go to the background. If you should begin to chalk down every day of your life, the exact number of hairs that turn grey, you would be surprised and soon learn “The Grey Hairs of Pre mature Old Age" come on very quickly, if you neglect them. Begin to count, and Use HAY’S HAIR HEALTH SI.OO and 50c at Drue Store* or direct upon receipt of price and dealer’s name. Send 10c for trial bottle. Philo Hay Spec. Co., Newark, N. J. FOR SALE ANO RECOMMENDED BY JACQBS’ PHAKtIAC'' ! Freaks of Fashion M < THE TELESCOPE PARASOL—SOME THING NEW, PRETTY AND USEFUL By OLIVETTE. WHEN will the stout woman come into her own again? Everything is made for the thin woman. Skirts, which were to have been wider, so fashion authorities in Paris informed us, are becoming even more contracted, all new articles of furniture are designed for the slight persons, and here comes an umbrella that will make the stout woman look positively grotesque by comparison, for it is the last word in attenuated struc ture. It is thy telescope umbrella. An ingenious device allows it to be pulled out into a long, tightly rolled walking stick or pushed, back into one of the Empress Eugenie umbrellas of white silk lined in rose color. A Smart Adjunct. It is another of those fanciful acces sories which make the up-to-date woman look smart while helpirig to rake the average cost of living. If you can't afford this passing freak in the way of sun shades, go to the nearest. Japanese store and bu" :i paper » •>; —A/ umbrella. Therj you will be following in the fashionable footsteps of society women in Newport, who affect these sunshades with plain white frocks for morning and with the all-prevailing white serge suit in the afternoon. Only please remember that the paper parasol is sufficiently variegated in color and needs a white or dull-toned frock to set it off If it’s carried with some of our vivid colored frocks it looks too much like a conflagration. No costume seems quite complete nowadays without the tiny corsage bouquet of flowers; clever imitations rather than the real thing. The old fashioned bouquet has a paper frill and is made of odd little blossoms that ought to grow In old-time gardens., This novelty has brought forward a great number of clever women who, with deft fingers, muslins and paints, make these tiny bunches of flowers, which sell at prices more substantial than one would think. This is the best season to think about next autumn's wardrobe, as it is the great time of bargains. White materials are' going for a Advice to the Lovelorn By BEATRICE FAIRFAX. LOOKS LIKE A PEACEFUL DISSO LUTION. Dear Miss Fairfax: I am 20 and met a young man last May and I loved him; but my love is fading away because he has bad habits and likes dancing very much. I do not like to go to dances with him. When I do not go with him he does not call on me. M. G. You say that your love Is fading away? Then why do you object when he doesn’t call on you? It seems to me your troubles are reaching a painless dissolution. I would not call dancing a had habit unless if is indulged in to excess. But if he has bad habits more serious that’s a different story. Let the affair terminate, which it seems about to do. IT CERTAINLY SHOULD. Dear Miss Fairfax: 1 am eighteen and for the past six months have been going out with a young man three years my senior. Re cently I have heard of his past, which is not very much to his credit. Ought this make any difference with me, as I love him, but my parents object? L. M. S. Usually, I urge that no heed be paid to gossip, unless that gossip is well founded. But the opposition of your parents to the young man indicates there must be some foundation'to the stories you have heard against him. Let their wishes control you; that is always the safest, and particularly so In this instance. TELL HER SO. Dear Miss Fairfax: I am eighteen and in love with a gir! of the same age. I was introduced to another girl and the former girl is un der the impressioh that I love the latter girl. Kindly advise me what to do to clear up this matter, as I dearly love the former girl. H. H. B. Toll her so. If she doubts you, prove your loye. You can do this by being devoted to her and Ignoring the other girl. A Literary Refusal. "Yes, when I proposed to that liter ary girl she used one of those editorial forms. Said a rejection did not 'nec essarily Imply a lack of merit,' etc.” "You seem hopeful" "No wonder. The form concluded, by saying: ‘And although compelled to reject your present efforts, would be ulwaaeu XA Le". 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July 8 in a special Fuliman tram Uuuugli self I wear more jute than any woman I know, and he pays the bills. “The women give lectures at which men are roasted, and my father buys tickets to hear himself abused. •'when away room home ha iniw— elephantine roars against the practice of using face paint and powder, but these elephantine roars become as faint as mouse squeals when he sits oppo site the faces of his wife and daughter at home. "He writes articles and gives lec tures on the pernicious effects of wear ing a corset, illustrated with pictures of feminine forms wasting away like an hour-glass, and here Daysey Mayme began to giggle. "All men approve,” she went on—then tee-hee-hee, another giggle, “and some day, this is all they will get for their protest: “In the centuries to come, when this country has long been buried, and it in forgotten that we ever existed, some new race will spring up, and”—her gig gle became a scream at the possibility of it —"archaeologists will dig into the ground for relics of the race of today, just as archaeologists these days dig for traces of people of a former exist ence. And they will dig into ash piles,” here her mirth almost overcame her, "and hnw will they explain the corset they find there? “They will decide, after looking it over solemnly and wisely." she said, with a conviction savoring of the sweetness of revenge, “that it is An Article of Wearing Apparel of Prehis toric MAN! "And that is all the men will ever get out of this fight they are making on the corset! Oh, it is not so bad to be a woman!" 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