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* Hunting a Husband *
NO. 11—REMEMBERING MAYNARD’S CRUELTY TO THE HORSE, THE
WIDOW TREATS HIM COOLLY.
THE night after her drive with
Robert Maynard, Beatrice slept
poorly. During the evening slie
had been able to put from her thoughts
the finale to the events of the after
noon, but when her objective mind sank
to rest with her weary body the sub
conscious mind began to work, and in
her dreams site saw the set, white face
of tire angry man and heard the hiss of
the lash as it descended upon the quiv
ering and frightened horse.
She awoke with a gasp, thinking for
a moment that it had been all a dream;
then remembered the disagreeable epi
sode, and fell asleep at last, only to
dream of it again.
She arose the following morning
weary and heavy-eyed. She was dis
appointed in the man whom she had
begun to regard with more than ordi
nary warmth of feeling. His lack of
self-control was more odious to her be
cause it reminded her of Tom’s occa
sional ebullitions of temper under the
influence of liquor, and the remem
brance added to her discomfort. Not
twice, she declared, would a sane wom
an give her happiness into the keeping
of a drinking man.
Yet. even while she made this mental
statement, came creeping into herbrain
the question—was Robert Maynard
really what could be called a drinking
man? He did not look it. for his eyes
and skin were clear, his manner alert
and yet calm, his hand and voice
steady. Although she had seen him
drink a glass of wine at Helen Rob
bins' dinner, and a highball at the aft
•er-theater supper, he had taken no
•more than did any other man present
•at either time. Perhaps, she mused, he
only drank when with some boon com
panions like Rossiter, but, even so, a
wife would never know when her hus
■band might meet such a companion,
•and she would always be dreading ft.
No. a man who could so far forget
■himself was not the kind of a man for
■her to consider as a possible husband.
He Sends No Word,
Several days passed without any
■word from Maynard. Beatrice had
■fancied that perhaps he would send her
•a note of apology, or some flowers, or
'some token of his repentance. She
■had even pondered in her mind as to
whether to receive such advances with
cold disapproval or with pitying for
giveness. She was piqued to find
neither course necessary, and this
smouldering resentment against May
nard added warmth to her welcome to
Henry Blanchard when he called on the
■fourth evening after her experience
with Maynard. "Uncle Henry” had
sent her no word of his return from
his business trip, and she was secretly
a bit amused to note that he took it for
gianted that she would be at home and
disengaged. But he, at all events, she
reflected, was a nice, honest-hearted,
sober man. Her displeasure with the
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widower made her feel more kindly to
ward the old bachelor ano her. "How
good it is to see you again!" was so
cordial that Blanchard decided that she
was an unusually attractive and de
lightful woman.
"I thought you might not mind see
ing me," he admitted with a gratified
smile. “I just got back from Boston
this afternoon. I ran in to see Helen
right after dinner, but told her I had a
call to make and could not stay. She
asked me where I was calling, but i
pretended not to hear her and to be ab
sorbed in discussing the political situa
tion with her husband. Then I came
away before she had a chance to ask
me again. She’s a good girl, but a bit
inquisitive at times.”
"That's because she's so fond of you."
said Beatrice. "I'm sure if I had as
nice an uncle as you I would like to
know about him and his affairs."
'I always fancy she's just, a little
jealous,” said Blanchard. “I would not
say so to most people, but I feel that
you re to be trusted—so I acknowledge
that I think often that Helen would
rather I didn’t go to see any of the la
dies. Perhaps”—with a churckle—
"she’s afraid I might, even at my age.
get into my head the notion of marry
ing and setting up an establishment of
my own.”
The speech was made apparently in
fun, and Beatrice was annoyed to feel
herself blushing consciously. She spoke
hastily and at random.
"Well, and if you did; 1 suppose that
Is your own business, isn’t it?” she
queried.
Again her companion chuckled.
More Embarrassment.
"That's about the way it looks to
me,” he agreed. "But I suppose Helen
thinks it would be very foolish for an
old codger like me to marry—for she
considers me really old."
"But you're not!” declared Beatrice,
eagerly. "You seem to me to be just in
the prime of life.” »
To hide her embarrassment she had
spoken without thought, and her com
panion looked at her happily.
"Then you really think,” he said with
a pleased laugh, "that a man of my age
has a right to ask a young woman to
consider seriously the subject of mar
riage to him?”
But Beatrice was not obliged to reply
to this leading question, for,* to her
relief, the telephone bell rang sharplv
and she hastened into the hall In obedi
ence to its summons. She was amused
to hear Helen’s voice.
“Beatrice, dear,” she said. "I have noi
heard from you for some days, and I
am just calling up to know if you are
well and what you are doing with vour
self.”
Beatrice was aware that her friend’s
seeming solicitude was the result of her
suspicions as to where her bachelor
relative was spending his evening, and
her desire to assure herself that he
was not in the presence of the attrac
tive widow. So Beatrice talked rapidly
and lijghtly of one matter after another,
cleverly keeping Helen from asking anv
direct question. It was a nice bit of
fencing, but the widow did her part so
well that when the conversation ended
Helen knew no more of her uncle’s
whereabouts than when it began. Nor
had Beatrice called Helen by name,
using instead the convenient “my dear."
which might apply to any friend. So
Henry Blanchard, overhearing the con
versation, did not suspect that his wily
niece had been attempting to spy upon
his movements.
He Calls Her.
His hostess had scarcely returned to
the drawing room when the telephone
bell sounded again in an insistent and
persistent ring. With a laughing apol
ogy and the comment. “I seem to be in
demand this evening, just when I would
like a quiet talk with you.” she went
once again into the hall and put the re
ceiver to her car. She caught her
breath as she heard Maynard’s voice.
He had been so busy, he said, that he
had not had time to call her up until
now. “Although I have thought of you
much,” he averred, “I wish I might
think that you had missed me a little."
"Really," replied Beatrice, careless
ly, “I have not had leisure to think of
anybody much of late, for my time has
been so fully occupied."
An awkward silence ensued, then
Maynard spoke again.
“When are you going to be kind
enough to spare me a little of your pre
cious time?" he .asked. "When may I
come and see you, z dear lady?"
Rut Beatrice was unmoved by the
pleading voice.
"I really can not say just now when
1 will have a free hour.” she answered,
in as indifferent tone as she could as
sume. "I have company this evening,
and must really ask you to excuse me,
as I ought to return to the drawing
room."
Another silence attested to the man's
surprise. Then he asked:
"You will drop me a lino u hen you
can make time to see me, won't you?”
"I will think about it," promised
Beatrice. “Good-night!" And. hang
ing up the receiver, she returned to
her guest.
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The Dangers of Vacation and the Right to Spend It
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MOST people are planning to enjoy
their vacations just now and
some lucky ones are alreaoy
away delighting in new- scenes, new
acquaintances and the splendid ait of
mountains or the sea.
I hope every one of you is getting
the very utmost out of your vacation.
But then the emphasis I put on the
word utmost suggests a strain, and
it's just this strain 1 want you to
avoid.
A vacation can be as strenuous as
the hardest working time and then
half of its value as health and brain
restorer is lost.
I'm not willing today for the phleg
matic girl or woman, for the handsome
cabbage rose-type tbit blooms lazilv
in the home garden and never does an
earthly thing but dress, eat and amuse
herself. She needs a strenuous. Roost ,
veltian vacation and I hope she’ll get
it and that it w ill wake her up.
The American Girl.
Most of you American girls are of
the nervous, active type and it is for
this kind of girl I’m writing today.
A real vacation should restore the
mental and physical equilibrium by
giving the worn-out body or brain a
restful chance to recuperate.
Many people believe that the great
est rest one can get is in a complete
change of activity, but the energetic
person—that girl who never stops in
her game of pleasure or her conscien
tious work —will find a complete rest
is a more thorough-going change than
anything she ever knew before. It s
better for her than exchanging office
work for golf or club committees and
bridge for rowing or gardening.
What most Americans have to learn
is how to rest, and the vacation time
is the normal time to learn.
If you are tired out physically this
summer, don't go where you will have
to accustom your over-fatigued diges
tive organs to a complete change of
food. Remember to eat the simplest
things and not too much of them.
Don't try combinations like buttermilk
and watermelon just because those
two excellent things are to be had
in profusion at the farm, or unlimited
seafood because you can catch your
own fish.
Live Simply.
Live rather more simply in summer
than in winter, and realize that your
fatigue shows first of all in the nerves
governing your digestive organs.
Instead of buying soda water at the
drug store spend the same money for
bottled table water. Many a summer
vacation has been spoiled because of u
complete and sudden change of drink
ing water.
Be distrustful the picturesque old
well and the old oaken bucket. It is
generally a first-class breeding place
for disease microbes.
Don't feel that you "must not waste
a single minute of this perfect weather."
You have been economizing all win
ter, straining nerves and biain to ac
complish the tasks you set yourself,
and tlie worst labor of coming up to
what other people expect of you. Save
Here are some valuable hints for your vacation that
may save you much misery if heeded:
“If you are tired out don't go where you will have to
accustom your over-fatigued digestive organs to a complete
change of food.
“Be distrustful of the old oaken bucket. It is generally a
first-class place for disease microbes.
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'Hr ' Alhh'-s k-'cp
ggg (liii'inu the he;il
X /• "Grown pei-
sons would bo
j wise to also fol-
7 wkW low this rule.’’
your vacation time for yourself and |
waste it on yourself.
"Oh. bul how selfish that is?” Did
you say so? Well, I disagree with you.
It isn’t selfish to take a needed rest.
Many a mother, worn out with the con
stant care of the family, would be bet
ter for a little of this selfishness in
taking the rest and recreation which
she needs, instead of taking upon her
self extra burdens during the sunimc’’,
so that younger and stronger members
of her family may enjoy an outing.
Many a pretty girl breaks down after
her holiday from the nervous strain of
trying to keep up with tin procession
of young people who think that vaca
tion time was invented to keep every
body on the constant Jump.
Do Nothing at All.
If you belong to the active type of
woman, learn to do nothing din ing tin
summer’s holiday. For a part of the
day, at least, practice complete relaxa
tion of mind and body.
You can do this if your vacation is
spent at home, and I believe every
woman ought to do so as much for lie '
health as for the preservation of her
looks and her peace of mind.
During the heat of the day, after a
light luncheon, train yourself Io
a rest or siesta for two hours if possi
ble. If you can’t spend so much time
one hour, or every twenty minutes, will
repay you. Have your room darkened,
remove your shoes and all tight cloth
ing. He down on your bed and relax
every muscle of the body. If you can
sleep, so much the better. Do this
every day regularly, and even If you
can not leave your home for a change
of air you will have benefited by your
Indoor home vacation.
Every mother with a daughter be
tween thirteen and sixteen should en
deavor to keep the child indoors during
the heat of the day, and insist on a nap
or rest. If the girl can not sleep, let
her read in a comfortable chair or sofa,
but people who make up their minds to
It can train themselves to take a nap.
Many people during their vacation
rise as early a- possible to fish 01 swim
or play tennis, to work In the garden or
go for long walks, and go to bed as late
“Learn to do
nothing during
this summer
holiday.
“During the
heat of the day
train yourself
to take a rest
or siesta for
twouiours, if
possible.
“Even twenty
minutes will re
pay you.
“Fatigue ages.
Remember that.
“Too much
work is harm
ful. So is too
much so-called
v amusement.
ns they can after a day which would
the any laboring man, with its exces
sive and constant physical activity. No
wonder so many society women have to
take rest cures after such a summer
and people in more modest walks of life
follow their example and turn their
short holiday into a period of frenzied
overdoing. This is not resting, though
you may not have, looked at a book or
sewed on a button or washed a dish
during your vacation. No one could
pay you to work like that at any other
time.
You are draining youi vitality and
the best oxygen tn the world, the
grandest scenery, and new and profit
able friendships won't replace the def
icit made in the bank o’s health and
j oiith.
Fatigue ages. It doesn’t matt-'
whether you call that tired feeling,
amusement or work, too much of it is
harmful.
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TODAY ’S IXSTALLMENT.
Doubted! Looking at her now. the
idea was preposterous. This girl, fragile
and delicate and innocent as a flower,
capable, capable of murder! Yet juries
in England are not impressed by such
things.
"But who else can have done it?” Al
most as though she knew his thoughts,
Betty turned and put the question. A
change had come over her manner since
that startled admission had been wrung
from her. and she spoke and held herself
with a quiet dignity that had something
inexpressibly touching In its calm "You
know what you saw. There were only
you and 1 in that room. Jack. Oh, the
hideousness of it—to waken, as it were,
from sleep and know that one Is stained!
I can’t realize it. Surely in the sight of
heaven I am not guilty, for it was not my
fault—say it was not my fault!"
Her broken cry, like the cry of a child
aghast at the first revelation of pain,
struck at Rimlngton’s heart like a blow.
“Your fault! And if it were a hun
dred times your fault, what would it mat
lerf" lie cried out with sudden passion.
"I love you—l love you!”
His arms were about her, and for a
moment she almost yielded, almost suf
fered herself to be drawn once more into
the shelter of their embrace. But she did
not yield She drew away from him with
a cry.
Dreadful Thoughts.
‘‘What are you saying? What have you
done? You have almost made me forget
what 1 am—that I have a man’s blood on
my hands."
"But that is what you must do," he
whispered. “Forget this madness. This
is not the way out —no one must ever
hear so much as a whisper of your pres
ence in Tempest street that night.”
As before he had striven by evfery sug
gestion he knew to draw this girl back to
a memory of that night's happenings, so
now. by every art that love could teach
him, Rimlngton strove to reassure the
girl. What was the safety of the man in
prison, he asked himself, of this self-con
fessed thief. Levasseur, compared with
Betty—her life, her happiness, her repu
tation! in a horrible lightning vision he
saw Betty dragged at the wheels of pub
licity—the central figure in a cause
celebre; saw the court with its eager,
ghoulish, spectators—the awful notoriety
of the illustrated press.
“Can't you trust me, Betty? I, who saw
you—l, who know”—
All the old arguments he had used to
himself to prove her innocence over and
.over again, convincing himself afresh,
leaving her cold.
Then, all at once, as though indeed she
hardly heard him, Betty rose.
■■Jack, dear; it's no good—no earthly
good,” she said. "It's dreadfully late; I
must be getting in. And now I have
Edith to sac who must won
der"— Her voice shook a little; the
thought of Edith was pain added to pain.
"Don't you see. dear—this man of whom
you have told me—are we to allow him to
die? That would be certainly murder
dastardly, cowardly murder. Whatever
happens, I must speak the truth, and
leave the rest to God. I must tell the
police all I know"
A Question.
"And ruin me Irretrievably?” Riming
ton burst out. goaded to nervous irrita
bility by the strange finality of her man
ner. Then, more in response to her sud
den startled look than to a spoken ques
tion. he added. "Have you forgotten what
you said—'there were only you and I in
that room?’ Has It never occurred to
you, Betty, to ask why I was in Tempest
street that night?"
His words ceased abruptly in obedience
to a sudden checking gesture of her hand.
Something had stirred in the trees behind
them; something or some one who trod
warily and cautiously on the sough path
way that threaded I hrough the wood.
"Jack”—Betty's lips were white and
trembling—"if any one heard” — She
paused and listened; the sound came to
them again more faintly; the eavesdrop
per, if it were an eavesdropper, was re
treating.
Rimlngton took a quick step forward.
There was an abrupt break In the trees
a few paces from where he stood; the
moonlight filled It with a clear silver light
that revealed objects with the clearness
of noonday. He could see the path, lead
Ing to the Croft, lying like a silver rib
bon fretted with ebon shadows, and a fig
ure that passed along It quickly. A wom
an's figure. It seemed to him that he
recognized It immediately, but some cu
rious sense of loyalty forbade him to ac
cept the recognition; but as the woman
turned and gave a swift, apprehensive
glance over her shoulder, It was Impos
sible to refuse to acknowledge the truth.
It was Edith Barrington.
With a feeling of bewildered annoyance,
Rimlngton drew back into the shadow
What had Edith Barrington heard, and
why had she slipped away in so strange
a fashion, fled back to the house as though
she were some culprit who feared de
tection'.’
For the first time in all their married
life, that had been so harmonious and
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beautiful. Anthony Barrington's presence
irritated his wife. His restlessness ami
cheerful chatter Jarred on her nerves with 1
positive pain. It was no feigned head
ache that kept her prostrate on the couch
in the sitting room whose windows opened
on to the wilderness corner of the Croft
garden. She stirred uneasily among her
cushions.
"Tony—don't stay in this prison of a
room In aw tlie blind and leave me to
myself. I’ll be all right in an hour.”
"My dear. I prefer to stay with you.
and if I draw the blind further the room
will be in total darkness. It's halt dark
already.”
"My head aches.”
"I'm so sorry.” He drew the blind fur
ther and came across the room to her
through the semi-darkness. "Let me .
bathe the poor head,” he said, penitently,
and ran cool, firm fingers up and down ,
her hot hand "What's the matter.
Edith? I can't bear you to be 111. Head
aches or heartaches —those are posses
sions I emphatically forbid."
“It's not a matter of choice,” she as
sured him, with muffled irritation.
Barrington sat down in the deep chair
by the couch and rested his head on his
hand. What was the matter with Edith?
The question that had never been ab
sent from his mind since the afternoon
when, so causelessly, as It seemed, she!
had lied to him about the solicitor's card.'
hammered upon his brain more Insistent
ly than ever this morning. What was the
matter with the whole household? It
seemed to him that the atmosphere of!
tragedy hanging over the Croft had been
deepened, not lightened, by Betty's recov
ery from her loss of memory, a recovery
as abrupt and as mysterious as her seiz
ure had been He had seen the girl asid
talked with her, and she appeared to him
as different from the gay. delicious bit
of girlhood of a month back as over th*
stricken girl without, a memory had been.
About Betty.
Almost without knowing he had spoken,
he put his thought into words.
"What on earth is the matter with j
Betty?” he said. **-41
Edith sat up suddenly.
“With Bettyfl What on earth do you,
mean?” Even a less suspicious man than]
Barrington could hardly have been deaf;
to the startled note that beat In Edith’*'
voice as she put her counter -question.
“Well, dear, the girl has been ill, hasn’t
she? I hadn’t the least Intention of pry-|
ing. but now that the subject has been
mentioned—has she confided in you?— it
is perfectly obvious that she has some- 1
thing on her mind."
Continued Tomorrow.
DANGER PERIOD
OF WOMANS’LIFE
FROM 45 to 50
Interesting Experience of Two
Women —'Their Statement*
Worth Reading.
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with female trouble while going through
the Change of Life. I tried a local phy
sician for a couple of years without any
substantial benefit. Finally after re
peated suggestions to try Lydia E. Pink
ham’s Vegetable Compound, I quit my
physician and commenced using it with
the happiest results. I am today prac
tically a well woman and anxious to con
tribute my mite towards inducing others
to try your great medicine, as I am fully
persuaded that it will cure the ailments,
from which I suffered if given a fair
chance.
, “If you think this letter will contrib*
I ute anything towards further introducing*
i your medicines to afflicted women who
i are passing through this trying period,
it is with great pleasure I consent to its
publication.” Mrs. JULIA A. MOORE,.
17 East St., Asheville, N. C.
The Case of Mrs. Kirlin.
I Circleville, Ohio. —“I can truthfully
say that I never had anything do me so,
i much good during Change of Life as Ly-i
dia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound.'
“Before I had taken one half a bottl*
of it I began to feel better, and I have,
continued taking it. My health is better
than it has been for several years. If
all women would take it they would es
cape untold pain and misery at this time
of life.”—Mrs. Alice Kirlin, 358 W.
Mill St., Circleville, Ohio.
The Change of Life is one of the most
critical periods of a woman’s existence.
Atsuch timeswomen may rely upon Lydia
E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound.
