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* Hunting a Husband T
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 she
had been able to put from her thoughts
the finale to the events of the after
noon, hut when her objective mind sank
to rest with her weary body the sub
conscious mind began to work, and in
her dreams' sne saw the set, white face
of the 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 aga.in
She arose the foilowing morning
weary and heavy-eyed. She was dis
appointed in the man whom she had
begun to regard with mo e than ordi
nary warmth of feeling His lack of
»elf-control was more odious to her be
catif*' it reminded her of Toms occa
sional ebullitions of temper under the
Influence of liquor, and the remem
brance added to her discomfort Not
twice, she declaied. 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 tvhat could be called a drinking
man? He did not look ii. for his eyes
anti skin were clear, his manner alert
and yet calm, his hand and voice
steady. Although sh<’ had seen hint
drink a glass of wine at Helen Rob
bins' dinne;. and a highball at the afi
•er-thcater 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 it
■No a man who could co far forgo
•himself was not the kina of a man for
•her to consider as a possible husbant*.
He Sends No Word.
Several days passed without any
•word from Maynard Beatrice had
•fancied ’hat perhaps he would send her
•s note of apolog.', o: some flowers, or
’some token of his repentance She
•had even pondered in her mind as to
whether to receive such atM’ances 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 "I'ncle Henry'' had
sent her no word of his return from
his business trip, and she wa> secretly
a bit amused to note that he took it for
granted that she would be at home and
disengaged. Rut 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 "1 just got hack from Boston
this afternoon. 1 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 t
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 tiiink often that Helen would
rather I didn't go to see any of the la
dies Perhaps"—with a ehurckle—
"she s afraid I might, even at my age.
get into my head the notion of marry
ing and setting up an establishment of
mv own."
The speech was made apparently in
fun. and Beatrice was annoyed to feel
herself blushing consciously. She spoke
hastily and at random.
"W ell, and if you did; I 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 sharply I
and she hastened Into the hall In oberif
ente to Its summons. She was amused
to hea- Helen's voice.
"Beatrice, dear," she said, "I have not
hoard from you for some days, and I
am just calling up to know if you are
well and what you are doing with your
self."
Beatrice was aware that her friend's
I seeming solicitude was the result of tier
I suspicions as to where her bachelor
. relative was spending his evening, and
het desire to assure herself that he
' was not in the presence of the attrac
tive widow. So Beatrice talked rapidly
• and lightly of one matter after another,
cleverly keeping Helen from asking nny
direct question. It was a nice bit of
! fencing, but the widow did her part so
I well that when the conversation ended
I Helen knew no more of her uncle's
I 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.
Hie hostess had scarcely returned to
the drawing loom when the telephone
bell sounded again in an insistent and
1 persistent ring With a laughing apol
-1 ogy and the comment. "I seem to he tn
demand this evening, just when I would
1 like a quiet talk with you,” she went
once again into the hall and put the re
i reiver to her ear. 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 hate thought of you
' much." he averred, "I wish i might
I think that you had missed me a little."
■Really" replied Beatrice, careless-
. ly, "I have not had leisure to think of
r anybody much of late for my time hs«
i been so fully occupied."
An awkward signee ensued, then
Maynard spoke again.
"When are you going to he kind
enough to spare me a little of your pre-
> clous time”" be asked "When may 1
i come and see you. dear lady?"
But Beatrice was unmoved by the
; pleading voice
"I really can not say just now w hen
I will have a free hour," she answered.
| in as indifferent tone ar she could as.
; sums I have company this evening,
: and must really ask you to excuse me.
as 1 ought to return to the drawing
■ room."
Another silence attested to the man's
(.surprise Then he asked
. "You will drop me a line when 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
Iler guest.
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The Dangers of Vacation and the Right Way to Spend It
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M< IST people are planning to enjoy
their vacations just now and
some lucky ones are already
away delighting in new scenes, new
acquaintances and the splendid air of
mountains or the sea.
I hope every one of you is getting
the very utmost out of your vacation.
But then the emphasis 1 put on the
word utmost suggests a strain, and
it's just this strain I 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 that, blooms iajilv
in the home garden and never does an
earthly thing but dress, ~qt and amuse
herself. She needs a strenuous, Rqose.
veltian vacation and I hope she'll get
it and that it will wake her up.
The American Girl.
Most of you American girls are of
the nervous active type and it is for
ill f iir i i uur, o v 11 > • 1 i'“ i' ii ■ ■
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 gel 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 rw knew before. It’s
bettc: for her than exchanging office
work for golf nr . bib 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 sour over-fatigued diges
tive >rgan- to a complete change of
food. Remember to ent the simplest
I things and not too much of Litem,
i Don't try combinations like buttermilk
land watermelon just because those
I two excellent things are to be had
iin profusion at the farm, or unlimited
I seafood because you can catch your
own fish.
Live Simply.
I Live rather more simply in summer
I than in winter, ami realize that s our
fatigue shows first of all tn the nerves
governing sour iigestive organs
Instead of busing soda svatei at the
drug store spend the same money tor
bottled table water. Many a summer
vacation has been spoiled because of a
complete and sudden change of .jink
ing water
Re distrustful ' ’he picturesque old
iwell and the old oaken bucket I' Is
■generally a first-class breeding > : ae.
I for disease njlerobes
Don't feel that you "must not wnste
a single minute of this perfect weather ’ |
You have been economizing ill win-I
ter straining nerves all (i brain to ac
complish the taeles you set yourself,
and the worst isbor of coming up tn
what other people expect of you Save |
Here are some valuable hints for your vacation that
may save yon mm h misery if heeded:
“If yon are tired out don’t so 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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would be
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your vacation time for yourself and
waste It on yourself.
''Oh, but how selfish that is?" Did
you say so? Well, 1 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 he 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 siimnm .
so that younger and stronger members
of her family may enjoy an outkng.
Many a pretty girl breaks down aftei
her holiday from the nervous strain of
trying to keep up with the procession
of young people who think that vaca
tion time was invented to keep every
body on the constant jump.
Do Nothing at AH.
If you belong to the active type of
woman. learn to do nothing during this
summer’s holiday For a part of the
<iav, at least, practice complete relaxa
tion of mind anti body.
You can <jo this if your vaeatidn is
spent at home, and 1 believe every
woman ought to do so as much for het
health as for the preservation of het
looks and her peace of mind.
During the beat of the day. after a
light luncheon, train yourself to take
a rest or siesta for two hours if possi
ble. If you can’t spend so much time,
on.' hour. or every twenty minutes, will
epay you Have tout room darkent I.
remove your shoes and all tight cloth
ing. lie down on your bed and relax
every muscle of the body If you can
sleep, so much the better Do this i
every day regularly, and even if you :
can not leave your home for a change l
of air«you will have benefited by your]
indoor home vacation.
Every mother with a daughter be- |
tween thirteen and sixteen should en- I
deavor to keep the child Indoors during
the heat of the day, and insist on a nap |
or rest. If ’he girl can not sleep, let I
her read in a comfortable chair or sofa
I but people make up their minds to
It can train themse’ves to take a nap :
Many people during the’ vacation |
| rise is early ys possible t ■■ fish or swim '
lor play tennis to w ork in the garden or !
go for long walks, and go to bej 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
two hours, 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
\ amusement.
as they can after a day which would
tire any laboring man, with its exces
sive and constant physical activity. No
wonder so many society- women have to
take rest cures after su<;h 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 nor resting, ’hough
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 your vitality an d
the best oxygen in the world, the
grandest scenery, and new and profit
able friendships won't replace the def
icit made in the bank of health and
youth.
Fatigue ages. It doesn't matte’
whether you call that tired feeling,
amusement or work, too much of ft Is
harmful.
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Doubted: Looking at her nowy the
idea was preposterous. This girl, fragile
and delicate and innocent as a flower,
japable. 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 I 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
ter?" he 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. Bui 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 I 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 every sug
gestion he knew to draw this girl back to
a memory of that night’s happenings, so
now, hy every art that love could teach
him, Rimington 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 aw’ful 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 1 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 rough path
way that threaded through the w’ood.
“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. f
Rimington 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 sliver 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
I 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
slble to refuse to acknowledge the truth.
It was Edith Barrington.
With a feeling.of bewildered annoyance,
Rimington 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 and
cheerful chatter jarred on her nerves with
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 he»
cushions.
“Tony—don't stay In this prison of a
room. Draw the 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 half 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 ill. 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. IChat 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 and
. talked with her, and she appeared to him
: as different from the gay. delicious bit
of girlhood of a month back as ever the
stricken girl without a memory had been.
About Betty.
Almost withofit knowing he had spoken,
’ he put his thought Into words.
' "What on earth is the matter with
Betty?” he said.
' Edith sat up suddenly.
1 "With Betty? What on earth do you
mean?” Even a less suspicious man than
1 Barrington could hardly have been deaf
to the startled note that, beat in Edith’s
i 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
thing on her mind.”
Continued Tomorrow.
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DANGER PERIOD
OF WOMANS'LIFE
FROM 45 to 50
Interesting Experience of Two
Women —Their Statements
Worth Reading.
Asheville. N.C. “ I suffered for years
j with female trouble while going through
1 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
ifrom which I suffered if given a fair
chance.
| “If you think this letter will contrib
ute anything towards further introducing
your medicines to afflicted women who
are passing through this trying period,
it is with great pleasure I consent to its
publication.” Mrs. Julia A. Moore,
117 East St., Asheville, N. C.
The Case of Mrs. Kirlin.
Circleville, Ohio.—“l can truthfully
say that I never had anything do me so
much good during Change of Life as Ly
dia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound.
“Before I had taken one half a bottle
of it I began to feel better, and I have
continued taking it. My health is better
j than it has been for several years. If
all women would take it they would es
i 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.
At such timeswomen may rely upon Lydia
E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound.