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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 night have been" “Toby dead! la< k, w hat nonsense MAXWELL HOUSE'Mi* ' BLENDHp F I _£ZZ f ■ jS3?n A perfectly delightful combination of the fin est Cupping Coffees in the world Tasting is I believing. Sealed cans at grocers. Cheek-Neal Coffee Co. Importers and Roasters Nashville, Tenn. Houston, Texas (K cep 1 Jacksonville, Fla " . NOTICE I' Wilton Jellico Coal $4.25 Give Us Your Order. Both Phones 3668 THE JELLICO COAL CO. k 82 Peachtree 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. TESTIMONY OF FIVE WOMEN | Proves That Lydia E. Pink ham’s Vegetable Com pound Is Reliable. Reedville, Ore. —“I can truly recom mend Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound to all women who are passing through the Change of Life, as it made MHMMfPMMn tne a well woman after suffering three years.” Mrs. Mary Bogart, R ep dville, Oregon. g Jkl New Orleans, La. ‘'When passing through I the Change of Life 1 was |[w>M«r.&oyrt troubled with hot flashes, ’ wp ak *nd dizzy spells and backache. Iwasnotfltfor anything until I took l.y •*' U di* E. Pinkham’s Vege ta "“f table Compound which proved worth its weight in gold to me. ” - Mrs. Ga s BLONDKAU, 1541 Po lymnia St.. New Orleans. Sgtaj ’S-Vl Mishawaka. I nd.-“ Wo men passing through the I wv’-.jn Change of Life can take nothing better than Lydia ’ E. Pinkham’s Vegetable I Mr'Chw Bauw Compound. lam recom ’ mendingittoallmyfriends because of what it has I done for me. " -Mrs.Chas. W- ' Baier. 523 E. Marion 3L, >.’ e ~ y Mishawaka. Ind. jEL. Alton Station,Ky.-‘‘For months I suffered from \ troubles in consequence of Jmy age and thought I -W --Till could not live. Lydia E. " El Pinkham’s Vegetable 1 m Compound made me well an d I want other suffering women toknow about it. ’ Mrs. Emma Bailey, Alton HHMBIBMfI Station. Ky. Deisem, No. Dak. ‘‘l was passing through Change of Life and felt very bad. I could not sleep and was very nervous. Lydia E. Pinknam’s Vegetable Compound restored me to perfect health and I would not be without it.’’—Mrs. I F. M Thorn, Deisem, No. Dak. 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 ,1 > ?. ■ *'4l ® W ■ '•' ■ ■ JRyz ■' s .7’-?' * / ac. a < - ■ I SSL w?• •' ■ S?a . gE ? IJE ■ W'Eh W -« jhmH W’ H 'ris hi /x -■ mEIi y A 7 T eRrI Mffifcwrrnn V MISS LILLIAN LORRAINE'S SMILE IS INFECTIOUS. have made I owe lo the magnetism of i valuable smile." 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 \W . Miss Lorraine \\w Tlic ' faaSt who smiles to \wßk Pmß ■■ K ’.the \\VM \\\W E E abroad. I 7 f Jr w “This is true ft I/ - S E even if her ©. IE \\\ wyWETk \\\ smile is her ta L E * \\\ only busines* el \\\ WoEa b \\\ asset \\\ e, o« I '** » iEE < < wW&si wl \\\ . • * ! » wE M \a -V' * * * ® * \i • < ■■■' > r ix E \k ♦ . 1., ■■ that will bring out their good points 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 ... - :: i*uJW? . , '. . '«*” ''"’‘■■'-tev’’ <■'■■ "■ ■•.. • ** u ' ''Tv *■ ■■ <• £\ . .... \ i'ir' j There is appetite and good digestion A in a steaming dish of Faust Macaroni .' strength and energy, too. 5c ; and 10c packages at your grocer a. j?/ MAULL BROS.. St. Louis. Mo. , • ;.*/ ■. .••—••-••- 7 | 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. Fm 1 .mv .an h.W'e "’’eve .v-asou woWc .■M i w. '..out' nrn.t’h'N rpin fA.iewt «*’ " ntet'-si j m»r.' ■»'••. h •'•. '-afvh mil ■ I arc, r-.t i.vr xea's >'f age amt*'-" 1 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 i /drudge "vCxM o <• £ Zill ZNjnlo O r. </ 1 ■""•"""I 1| Jt Id Jr 1 f H . M. 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.