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THE GEOBGIAM’S MAGAZINE : PAGE
! “The Gates of Silence”
A STORY OF LOVE. MYSTERY AND HATE. WITH A THRILLING POR
TRAYAL OF LIFE BEHIND PRISON BARS.
TODAY'S INSTALLMENT.
“No—how silly you are! —it was Bertie
Graham who did that, not 1. Betty
Jr cried. Then she paused, her fingers tight-
ening on his arm. “Bertie Graham - who
is that? What am I saying?" She looked
at him with wide, terrified eyes, in which
he seemed tn see memory stir like a tran-
E ’io. prisoned thing
His arm tightened around her. His
words, then, had reached the spark of
memory that burned under the ashes It
was cruel more cruel, perhaps, than he
fe knew- but he must try to fan if to a
'lame.
“Yes. Bertie Graham Wasn't your fath-
E or arftfry!” he said “Poor old Nimshi, he
was so frightened that he actually forgnt
K to be ferocious
"No. no!" She clung to him exactly as
B the frightened child she appeared to be
K would have done, a < hild who refused to
be coaxed into making admissions. “I
am frightened. Jack. Take me home.
Edith will be angry -so angry' It’s heaps
K past 9 o’clock.
“But why should you mind Edith?" he
asked: "You’re not a child. Betty, dar-
E ling You don’t go to bed with the birds.
1 want you to stay with me and talk to
| me Look the mon is rising there over
the river—’the moon of our delight —its
« white night a night for lovers. You
have not forgotten that you love me,
Betty?" His lips sought hers and pressed
them He felt a brute as she shivered
E under his caress, but he thought of the
E man in London who lay under the shadow
of the rope, and the thought nerved him
to the part he must play. Had it been
ide own 'safety that was al stake it would
have been different But the safety of
I" an innocent man
"I haven’t had you to myself for a mo
ment. ' he pursued, mercilessly, "not
since the afternoon you promised tn he
my wife. Down here by' the river, don’t
w- you remember? The afternoon I told you
K. about Eitzstephen about poor Toby you
E ran not have forgotten, Betty?"
“I Remember Nothing.”
The girl he held moaned and strug
gled faintly to release herself
"What are you saying? How silly you
are. Jack! Don’t hold me so. you’re
hurting me I hate it. I remember noth*
> ing -1 don’t want to remember."
‘But I want you to remember. Betty.
You must remember. Dear, it’s Jack -
your own Jack. You’re not afraid of
him. Your safety depends on your re
membering- not yours only, but mine,
perhaps and another’s. Darling, strive,
| strive to think. That night in Tempest
street why were you there? What was
your business with that brute Fitz
stephen? What happened'.'
Her struggling (eased He held her
loosely within the circle of his arm.
‘Tempest street .' Fitzstephen? Toby ’"
t bZacti name as she uttered It whm a sepa-
I rate question. Her eyes met his with a
frank bewilderment. Her face was full
of a child’s genuine trouble. "What do
you mean? <>f course. I remember Toby
dear old Toby!/- she smiled at the ut
terance of his brother’s name, but In her
eyes Rimington saw a dawning terror, a
g fear, vague and formless as yet, stirring
i their gray depths.
"Yes. Toby poor Toby, who died in
Africa. And Tempest street don’t you
R remember? where you lost your bag and
•leak? It was J who found them, but II
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you're talking!" There was a childish
petulance in her tone, but the vague fear
in her eyes had deepened.
‘Where Is Tempest street, and what
bag do you mean?”
For answer Rimington put hl? hand In
his pocket and drew out the vanity bag
of violet crushed morocco which had con
tained the Lake of Blood, and held it to
wards her. His hand trembled so that,
as the moonlight fell on the name that
sprawled across the corner, it touched
every brilliant of which it was composed
to a tiny’ point of trembling flame, and her
name looked up at her written in fire,
"Betty.”
“Ah!” The girl's whort, appalled cry
rang out sharply on the quietness of the
night. With a transition that was star
tling—child no longer, but trembling/ ter
rified woman—she leaned forward, staring
at the bag In his hand, her eyes full of a
horror that was no longer vague. ”My
bag! Where—ah, now I remember!”
If seemed to Rimington that nothing
could ever giot out from his memory the
agony of those two words—”l remember!”
A moment of absolute silence followed
the cry. He stood swept by an almost
sickening reaction. What was it he had
done? He had succeeded incredibly, be
yond all hope, in doling what he had so
ardently longed to do; he had pierced
those merciful mists of forgetfulness
which shock and fear had raised in the
Kiri’s brain, but now he felt he would
gladly give his right hand to undo what
he had done. For what was it she re
membered which held her there rigid be
fore him?
Betty raised her eyes from the bag he
held, and the glance that met his own
was so full of j>aln and fear that it hurt
him a? a knife thrust in his heart
An Awakening.
"Then it was no dream! I remember it
all now everything; all that horror, the
strange, terrifying house, and the awful
quiet of that room. Oh, how I remember
now'"
Shudderingly she pressed her hands over
her eyes, as if to shut out the terrible men
tal vision that had swept back on her with
a surging rush.
"Betty Betty!" Rimington took a step
towards her. an overwhelming pity wel
ling up in his heart. The sight of that
white, grief-ravaged face, those eyes
filled with fear and horror, seemed to
swept all sense of anything save I\lr love I
for this woman from his mind. Whatever
she had done, whatever the consequences
io himself or to any other of that action,
all that mattered now was that she was
io be comforted, reassured. His arm
closed about her, holding her fast—so that
us though he defied even the shadow of
fear to creep between them. That Is all
that it is—an ugly dream, darling’ A
dream that you must forget."
Just for a moment she yielded to his
embrace. leaning against his shoulder
with the faint, satisfied sigh of a tired
child: then, with an almost violent ab
ruptness she wrenched herself away from
him. facing hint with a desolate cry.
“Olt. no, not now not now. Is this a
time to think of such things? Dont you
realize what lies between us?"
It was ven still there by the river.
Even the faint cry of the night-bird in the
woods was silenced. Rimington seemed
io feel the silence like some tangible
thing, brooding over him. a sentient thing
that listened and waited.
"Betty, what madness is this?”
He took a step forward and caught her
wrists, for the girl swayed as though she
would have fallen; but she put him from
her with a strange strength, and stood
leaning against a tree, her face hidden by
her hands.
"Madness Jack how did you bring
me here. Oh tell me what has happened
1 the world seems to be whirling round
How did you get me out of that place of
norror?"
Recollection.
Rimington? face twitched. Could it be
possible that the bridging rays between
the night in Tempest street a week ago
and tonight bad slipped utterly out of her
life! Had she awakened to remembrance
onk of (hr horror awakened In vain?
To Be Continued in Next Issue.
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Lillian Lorraine’s Beauty Secrets for Girls go >
7'Ae Untold Value of a Smile
By LILLIAN LORRAINE.
A WELL-KNOWN actress, area,!
star, went into business last
Winter She astonished all her
friends by doing this, and she has
surprised them still more by making a
grand success of her millinery estab
lishment. where the smartest women
edme to be fitted in hats, parasols and
all the accessories of fashionable cos
tume.
She is coining money, and w’hen I
last saw her she was looking hand
somer than evir and thoroughly en
joying her new career.
“I never had any experience In busi
ness. but I have learned several
things which the average business
woman does not know’.’’ she told me.
"In al) the years that 1 was on the
stage I made a study of the art of
pleasing an audience. This desire to
please people I find most useful in my
shop, for I look upon a customer as a
new sort of an audience, a most inter
esting one. too, and If I can charm that
customer into buying a good hat, why
It is more to me than the applause at
the end of the act.
"We people on the stage are taught
a great many things which come in
very handy when you start in busi
ness. You wouldn’t think that I had
much use for a stage smile, but the
drilling that I got behind the foot
lights in never letting my own mood
dominate me, and In always showing
a smiling and happy face, stands me
in good stead, and whatever success 1
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have made I owe lo the magnetism of
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With that my friend laughed gaily,
showing two rows of beautiful teuth
ami a bright pair of sparkling eyes.
As a customer had entered the shop
while we were talking. I thought I
would watch the new saleslady prac
tice her art.
The custotjier was a dumpy little
thing with a tan colored complexion
and tan colored hair, and she was
wearing one of these nondescript drab
colored silk dresses without a contrast
ing or relieving note of color.
What She Wanted.
"I'd like a nice brown hat to wear
with this, please.” said the little
brown wren woman in a diffident sort
of voice, as she walked toward the
table where a number of hats were dis
played. She picked up a small tan col
ored affair, suitable for automobiline
or golfing, but in no sense a dress Im
• I think this is about what I wan.
The actress looked at her with ht ■
most charming smile, and said: "oh!
certainly, madam, though It is more of
a rough weather hat. But I am sure it
suits you." By this time she had put
the bat on the little wren’s head, and
the combination was i study in drearv
brown. 'Don't you think a little touch
of the new pink would look well on
you ?"
"Oh! 1 never wear anything so loud. ’
said the demure little bird, who couldn't
have looked loud if she had dressed In
scarlet. Well, to make a long story
short, it took twenty minutes of per
suasion to send that drab colored little
person out of the shop with the most
fetching hat turned up on one side, and
faced with a peculiar shade of reddish
pink, which threw just the right aind
of a glow onto her pallid and yellowed
cheeks. Before she left she looked at
herself in the mirror, and I think she
must have admired herself for the first
time. “Why. I never looked like that
before, you have just fascinated m>
Into getting it lam sure my husband
will like it. he just loves reds and
pinks, but I have always thought they
weren't becoming to me.” and she
bowed herself out gratefully with a
very expensive bonnet on her head.
■ Now. that is where a good smile
comes In." said the new business wom
an. "If 1 had looked her over and
shown pity and contempt for her lack
of taste, she never would have had the
nerve to buy anything with a bit of col.
or to it. I And that a lot of women who
«hop have to be encouraged not so
much to spend money as to buy hats
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and not obliterate them completely.
Shoppers are made up of two kinds—
those that know more than the angels
and those w ho have to be encouraged to
make any decision at all. With both
kinds a smile is the »nly weapon you
can use. Nothing turns away the
wrath of a formidable customer like a
sweet smile, and you see what one can
do with a different sort."
One of the best charities 1 have ever
heard of, and a charity that began
strictly at home, was that of the owner
of a department store who used to
have all the girls' teeth attended to reg
ularly. This good man is dead, and
even in his lifetime he probably- did not
realize how much this particular kind
of philanthropy added to his income. It
is the girl with the good teeth who is
willing to smile. *You never saw a girl
with very bad teeth or a man. either,
who opened their lips and laughed
holeheartedly. The desire to please
very greatly handicapped “by bad
tii. and I have noticed that lots'of
>eople look sullen and disagreeable Just
because they are conscious that a smile
will display a row of blackened and im
perfect teeth. Whatever else you do,.
: don’t neglect this valuable asset, im
portant both to health and success.
Neoessary Things.
There are several things necessarj
i to be pleasing, either In business or in
, home life. In the first place, one of
the most essential things is to try and
, adapt yourself tq th« circumstances
In which you are placed, or to the de
mands made upon you by otlier people.
The demand may come from an irri
table customer whom you must pacify
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or from a boring and tedious acquaint
ance whom It Is your duty to entertain.
If you are adaptable, you can suit your
self to either situation, and adaptabili.
ty to a very large extent can be culti
vated. It necessitates a complete ab
sence of self and a desire to put one
self in the other person's place, and to
please that person. The tactful girl
will always find that she can adapt
herself to all conditions and people,
but —oh. bow rare tact is! The girl
who speaks first and thinks afterward
will never be tactful, and the girl who
blurts out the truth, or that she thinks
is the truth, and then excuses herself
on the ground of extreme honesty, may
be a good sort, but I doubt if she will
ever be popular, and I think she will
make just as much trouble If she goes
into business as she does among
friends and relatives at home.
This strictly honest girl is the one
who tells you to your face all those lit
tle failings of which you are so pain
fully conscious and which you hope no
one else will see.
She discusses family failings before
others, and usually manages to leave
you as if you had been rubbed the
wrong way, or hurt w-ithout being con
scious where the blow- came from.
. There are many girls who are experts
in the art of making others feel un
comfortable, but I have never seen a
girl of this description who had a
sweet and lovable smile, because a
smile is an indication of character, and
in smiling you show your real self, even
if you can mask it when your face is in
repose.
That's why the girl with the lovely
smile is bound to w in in the home and
abroad, even if her smile is her only
business asset.
A Garrulity That’s Diplomatic
06 Al MICE FAIRFAX.
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been cal?,ng nV. a "f * l,e
age f.' i>» past 'ear Almost
evens I me 1 gv to are her her mother
beg.ns a . .’.nr a■ -.at iov. w ith me, «nd. Tts
1 .an not verx well Intel rupt her. and
do not "ani to be impohlr It generally
)«St» «e iont that 1 hare h.ardb aux
time to .mnwi-sc with the young lady
before it is time to leave It !'«’ he
cxjnte very annoj ing Richard '
I'ndmibtedlj it has become annoying,
but I can not sec any way for Rich
ard) to escape it.
The tongtie of a woman has been
used many limes to "in a husband for
her daughter, and it has been used
just as often to discourage a suitor who
is not desirable.
Plainly, this woman does not desire
Richard for a son-in-la". Remember
ing always the two sides to the story.
I wonder that Richard desires her for
a mother-in-law.
He may think, with tlie assurance of
youth, that it makes no difference what
manner of a mother a girl has —that he
isn’t marrying the mother.
He finds after marriage that that is
just what he has done!
To marry a girl whose mother a man
disapproves and dislikes is much like
buying a lot and failing to secure a
good title.
Somehow, in some way, his invest
ment in both love and real estate will
cause him trouble. ,
The mother who is garrulous before
her daughters marriage doesn't iapse
into silence after .that event. If she
didn't give the lover a chance to talk,
she will’ drive the son-in-law out of
the house with her eternal chatter.
If she talks to him during his court
ship. either to prevent or hasten a mar
riage. she will talk to him just as per
sistently with other objects in view if
that marriage occurs.
She ha? her fingers in the pie. Un
doubtedly it is there in what she re
gards as her daughter's best interests.
r J BiMil 1 ANTY
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Anty Drudge on Education.
Katherine— “My,how provoked I am, Anty. You wouldn’t
dream this frock had once been white. Look at it
now. I sent it to the laundress and it looks a'.most
the color of weak coffee with milk in it.”
Anty Drudge— “It’s partly your fault, my dear. You're
a college graduate, but you aren’t educated until you
know what is best for your clothes. If you had
known enough to see that your white frock was
washed with Fels-Naptha soap in cool or lukewarm
water it would have been snowywhit” The
Fels-Naptha way is the only method of washing to
keep white clothes white without harming them. ”
Here’s the easiest way that’s ever Been
discovered to wash clothes —either in sum
mer or winter.
For the white things: Wet the clothes,
soap well with Fels-Naptha, roll and let
soak for thirty minutes in cool or lukewarm
water. Unroll, rub lightly, rinse and hang
out to dry.
That’s all; no boiling, no hard rub
bing, no hot water.
This simple Fels-Naptha way of wash
ing makes your clothes sweeter, whiter,
cleaner than you can get them any other
way.
And the clothes last longer because
they are not weakened by boiling, nor
worn by hard rubbing.
Worth trying?
It is for the woman who values her
clothes, her time and herself.
For washing colored clothes and other
things, see plain directions on the red and
green wrapper.
but the fact that it is there, and thjn
she intends to keep it. there, do not
pii.nilse u restful home to the man who
■ <ks to become her son-in-law.
There is nothing Richard can do to
stop it garrulity like this. If it be the
garrulity of habit, or the garrulity of
diplomacy, there is nothing he can do
to eheck it.
All that he can do is to tell the girl
he lows her with his eyes: with a
hand clasp when he arrives and when
he departs.
if he can’t let het know with his
eyes that he loves Iter, though her
mother's "ords be falling and dripping
around them in a steacky, persistent
downpour, be is a poor excuse for a
lover.
Let her mother talk on! Just so long
as the girl is permitted to be in the
room no flow of language, no matter
how incessant nor in what tongue, can
prevent Richard from giving his sweet
heart the message her heart longs for
He should regard this little obstacle
to his happiness, not as a handicap, but
as an incentive. If the mother has
blocked one path, a lover’s ingenuity
should help him t< And others. The
harder it is made for him to win the
girl, the harder he will fight to win it
he is the kind of a man worth having.
If Richard gives up because of the
little inconvenience caused by this
woman's garrulity’ he will never win,
and doesn't deserve to win. The Eater
are never kind to the timid and eaisliv
discouraged.
it is the fighter who succeeds, ami
the fight loses none of its dignity if
directed to outwit and defeat the
tongue of a woman.
Richard will win if he deserves io
Win. It depends upon himself if he is
the kind of a man a wise woman would
be glad to have for a son-in-law.
If he is not. then the girl owes a merci
ful providence gratitude that she is in
the care of a mother who seeks to
guard her. though her "Capon of de
fense lie only her tongue.
A Beginner.
Brown —Do you ride horseback?
White—Yes. on and off.