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* Hunting a Husband *
NO. 12—THE WIDOW IS SURPRISED WHILE IN THE MIDST OF DE-
NOUNCING HER YOUTHFUL SUITOR
By VIRGINIA T. VAN DE WATER.
IT is unfortunate that the slow of
self-satisfaction one experiences
after being delivered a merited re
buke or snub should not be permanent.
After uttering over the telephone her
frigid reply to Maynard, Beatrice re
turned to the drawing room and to
Henry Blanchard, congratulating her
self upon her strength of will and pur
pose. But, as the evening wore on, she
became less confident that she had act
ed wisely.
Henry Blanchard proved to be a less
interesting companion than Robert. He
talked no more of his possible matri
monial ventures, but discoursed of his
business life, his old friends, his politi
cal views, and, although Beatrice tried
to appear interested, she found herself
obliged at times to swallow a yawn and
her eyes turned Involuntarily toward
the clock, ticking away so slowly on
the mantel shelf. She contrasted this
evening with tTie one Maynard had
spent with her, remembering how that
had fled all too fast, and how much she
enjoyed It.
She did not suggest playing and sing
ing for Blanchard, for he had said he
cared little for music. While she was
glad that he did not make it necessary'
for her to express any more decided
views as to his right to marry if he
chose, she felt that that topic would,
at least, have contained some degree of
interest or even of excitement. She
breathed an inaudible sigh of relief
when, at 11:30 o’clock, he bade her
good-night and took his departure, ask
ing if he might call again soon. She
said that he might, but added, as she
had with Maynard, that she did not
know- just now when she w-ould have
another free evening. But, unlike May
nard, he did not ask her to notify him
when she would be at leisure, but said
that he would "drop In some evening
next week,” on the chance of finding
her at home.
Too Tired to Think of Them.
After he had gone she was too tired
and sleepy to consider the matter of
her two suitors, but deferred such con
sideration to a more convenient and
comfortable season.
The following afternoon she sat down
quietly to think out the situation and
to review mentally once more Robert’s
behavior after his various libations, and
again her anger rose. Her indignation
was increased by the recollection that
she was. apparently, now in the posi
tion where she must make the next ad
vance if she would see him. She longed
to have the opportunity of declining
some Invitation from him in such a
way that he would understand that he
had incurred her displeasure and gsk
for an explanation.
"An he shall have one if he asks for
it,” she muttered''between set teeth.
Yes. she was angry with him for hav
ing taken a little too much liquor, but
she was. perhaps unconsciously, also
vexed at the knowledge that he had de
stroyed her ideal of him as a probable
husband. He had, in fact, upset her
plans.
And, while she thus mused, Mrs.
Robbins stopped in to see her on her
way home from a shopping expedition.
Beatrice was not overjoyed at Helen’s
visit, hut she welcomed her pleasantly,
wondering meanwhile if her caller had
come to ascertain if Henry Blanchard
had been here last night. If so, she
would find Beatrice on her guard.
To her surprise, however, Helen
chose another method of irritating her
friend and possible aunt-in-law.
"My dear." she said, after she was
comfortably seated and had begun to
sip a cup of the tea which Beatrice al
ways had served at this hour of the
ifternoon, "I have come to talk to you
.vlth regard to something I heard a few
lays ago. Is it true that you went
Iriving with Robert Maynard?"
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Tests also proved that these prepa
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than sllgh* skin troubles, the real in
jury manifested itself after more fre
quent and continued use. Furthermore,
it was demonstrated that when the
surface hair was removed by them It
grew out again more rapidly, coarser
and stiffer than before; consequently,
rendering each subsequent removal
more difficult.
It is astonishing and surprising that
women will 'ake the risk of disfigure
ment by using unknown and uncertain
means for removing superfluous hair.
In spite of all warning, it seems that
some are always willing to make "one
more try," not stopping to consider that
in using these worthless depilatories it
will be only a question of time before
they will have to resort to the use of
the razor, because eventually the hair
will become so coarse that no prepara
tion will be strong enough to remove it
without ruining the skin.
It must be borne in mind that un
scrupulous fakers have always taken
advantage of afflicted woman's desper
ation. depending solely upon extrava
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from them sometimes exorbitant prices
for their so-called "cures.”
Usually makers of worth!*** p-otoea
nus pastes, powders, fake “beauty ar
ticle recipes" and so-called liquid
"cures." resort to publishing testimo
nials procured for a money considera
tion from one or two physicians of
questionable standing, or from some
unknown woman who is dubbed as a
“great society leader." More than like
ly the preparation —never us?d by
the writers me so-called testimo
nials
Don't be deceived or deluded by al
luring and impossible claims of Impos
tors. Tell any one of them that De-
"It is true," said Beatrice, stiffly.
"And, pray, why should I not go with
Mr. Maynard if I choose”,”
For Your Interests.
“Now, dear,” protested Helen, "don’t
get cross at my asking such an inno
cent question as that? Were I not fond
of you and interested in him I would
pay no attention to the matter. But I
was so pleased to hear that you are
encouraging the dear fellow that I just
couldn’t resist the temptation to tell
you so.”
"Encouraging him!” exclaimed Bea
trice indignantly. “Upon my word,
Helen, that Is a peculiar term to use
in this connection. Your match-mak
ing tendencies cause you to appear ac
tually ridiculous! Just because a man
whom I have met a few times asks me
to go for a drive with him. and we stop
for tea on the way home, you say I en
tourage him! I never thought of such
a thing.”
But her friend laughed good natur
edly. _ ‘.
"Ah, Beatrice/ she mocked, "if there
were not some truth in my assertion
you would not get so angry! It is only
the truth that hurts, you know. And.
my dear.” dropping her bantering tone
and looking tenderly sympathetic, “I
am so glad to think that you are good
to poor Robert. He deserves it. Which, ’
she added significantly, “-is more than I
can say for some meh.”
Beatrice looked at her, perplexed.
"What do you mean?” she asked.
"Oh. nothing, except that Robert was
a very generous husband and always
gave his wife everything she wanted —
which is not what most husbands do
for their wives Perhaps I appreciated
it more'because all the men in my fam
ily—excepting, of course, my husband
are so close in money matters. Why,
even dear old Uncle Henry will pinch a
silver dollar until the eagle on It
screams with anguish.”
Saw Through Her.
Then Beatrice knew that Helen had
come with the purpose of lessening
Henry Blanchard’s chances with the
widow by representing him as parsi
monious. and w Ith the intention of fur
thering Robert's suit by extolling his
liberality. And, although Beatrice saw
Helen’s game, she could not help won
dering if, after all. there might not be
some truth in her statements. Had not
Robert taken her to supper and brought
her home tn a cab. given her costly vio
lets and taken her to tea. while Henry
Blanchard had never done anything ex
cept call on her? Was their conduct
really indicative of the characters of
the two men? And then, suddenly, she
resented anew Helen's interference.
“It is no concern of mine whether
any man is stingy' or not,” she said
loftily. “And as for Robert Maynard,
he cares no more for me than I do for
him—and, goodness knows. I'm not
breaking my heart for any widower!”
Helen looked grave. “I think,” she
said, "that he cares a great deal for
you. You are the only woman for whom
he has paid any attention since his
wife's death.”
"Well,” announced Beatrice, her tem
per still ruling her tongue. ’T am tired
of hearing of his wife, anyway; and,
besides that. I would not trust any man
who is as fond of liquor as he is.”
"Since when," queried Helen coldly,
“have you become such a stickler for
temperance? I did not notice that you
disapproved of my husband and Rob
ert each taking a highball when we
were at supper at the Plaza.”
“No.” retorted Beatrice. "I did not
mind, nor should I ever mind if a man
took only one drink and no more. Bui
your friend, the widower, does not stop
at one—more’s the pity!”
In her excitement Beatrice had spok
en loudly and excitedly. Before Helen
could reply the drawing room portieres
were swept aside and maid an
nounced to th? startled pair:
"Mr. Maynard!"
, Miracle Chemical Company will forfeit
Five Thousand Dollars if it can be
proven that their so-called superfluous
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growth of superfluous hair.
There is one standard depilatory that
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and preventing an increased growth. It
is DeMiracle—the one exception noted
by the physicians who made the tests.
It Is the only perfected, absolutely non
poisonous and thoroughly reliable
method for removing superfluous hair
After all, the real test of merit is the
test of time. DeMiracle was the largest
selling depilatory ten years ago, and
more of it has been sold each year since
than the combined sales of all the ques
tionable hair removers sold through the
mails or otherwise. The mere fact that
fake-dangerous preparations are short
lived should alone be sufficient warning
to avoid the use of any depilatory hut
that of proven merit.
All reliable dealers sell and recom
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principled ones will tell you they can
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easily Influence you to purchase their
own or possibly some other dangerous,
worthless substitute under another la
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By OLIVETTE.
THESE two snapshots were made on the race
track at Longehamps. just outside of Paris, and
represent the latest vagaries of fashion and the
first whiff of the surprises in store for us next autumn.
For while you and I may be sizzling in the sun. or
escaping from the summer shower, that busy person,
the wholesome manufacturer, is getting notes in Paris
for winter styles—and here are two of the latest:
We are to have wide • skirts, to judge by one of the
figures, Hut the free, use of our knees is still denied
us. at least in this model, which has a deep flounce of
dark brown lace and satin over an ecru silk frock, com-
“The Gates of Silence” B 1
Ry Meta Sim mins, Author of "Flushed Up"
TODAY'S INSTALLMENT.
"No, no. she h«s not confided in me.
and if she had’’—
"It is, naturally, no business of mine."
Barrington said, qiickly. "1 quite realize
that, Edith; but you kno\v how fond I am
of Betty, and —I am horribly clumsy, dear,
but I Just wanted to say that if she or
you needed my help—well, that I love you
and that I am her brother as well
as your husband."
Edith held out her hand quickly
“I know that you are -yourself. Tony,”
she said "Forgive me for being such an
irritable beast."
“Mea culpa.” he said. "Just give me
a kiss to seal the peace.”
She offered her cheek to him, and he
touched ft with, his lips.
Perhaps he ought to .have gone, yet
he still lingered, hovering about the room.
Edith. lying back among her cushions
with closed eyes, was acutely conscious
of his every movement, and his presence
so Irritated her in that hour of mental
distress that Rhe came near halting him
Good men and women little know how
often their very qualities of heart lead
them to stir up hatred in the. breasts of
those they most would serve.
Art Outbreak.
He paused at the little writing table
and toyed with the papers and trinkets
there The crinkling of paper was more
than Edith could stand
"How Intolerably restless you are"' she
cried.
He sat down suddenly on the chair by
the table, like a naughty child discovered
in a forbidden act.
"It seems as though I c/juld no noth
ing right this morning. Edith,” he said,
quizzically:
She marie no answer, but clenched her
little hands together tightly. After all,
he meant no harm Rut to Barrington
Inaction was impossible He turned the
pages of the silver bl. ter lying before
him Skillfully, as though they were the
pages of some treasured picture book,
and. coming upon a loole sheet of paper
lying between them, hurst out irrepress
ibly:
"My goodness, Edith! What weird
writing: What forgery hate you been
practicing”
With a startled cry. Mm Barrington
started to her feet
"What are you doing' 1 " st e cried. In
a shrill voice "What has kept you here,
peeping and prying '" With a stride that
reminded the man Irresistibly of a cat,
she was by his side, and had caught, by
the wrist in a feverish grasp the hand
that held the paper.
bining the pannier, the Watteau pleat and a plain
crossed bodice with short sleeves.
The other dress of white and black shows the
< amount of distorting gcod white charmouse will stand
and, incidentally, what weird costumes women will
wear if they have the label of a first-class dressmaker
in the waistband. This frock is as tight around the
feet as it is loose just below the hips.
It Is supposed to be extremely smart, with its ir
regular black trimming, which is carried out on side
of the front as well. The skirt is draped or dragged
(whichever expression you prefer) to the front and
fastened with big embroidered ornaments.
"Peeping prying” What on earth
d’you mean?"
There was more than surprise in the
tones of Anthony Barrington's voice—
there was a sharp note of anger: the eyes
that looked up at his wife with a quick
interrogation were alight with a look she
had never seen in them before a look
that brought home to her with unpleas
ant emphasis the fatal Indiscretion of
which she had been guilty
Her grip on his wrist relaxed, and she
gave a little exclamation which she
strove with the poorest success to turn
into a daugh; but her voice when she
spoke trembled to tears -she was pain
fully conscious of that
"Ah. Tony, I'm sorry. But you know
you have been so dreadfully trying today.
What oh earth have you found.' What
is that fearful-looking scrap of paper?"
She saw at a glanrie what It was—even
before Barrington held It up—the piece
of paper on which last night she had
practiced a disguised handwriting, prac
ticed it for an hour or more, after her
return from the river’s side, where she
had gone In search of Betty, and all un
wittingly stumbled on a lovers' meeting
and the revelation of the fact that not
only had Betty been present In the house
In Tempest street, where murder had been
done, but Rimlngton also.
It had not taken hep long to realize how
Fate had played into her hands and pro
vided the victim which Levasseur de
manded. His question, "What of your
sister. Betty, eh?” was amplified Into
"What of your sister Betty's lover?” Jack
Rimlngton was the victim she needed.
"That thou doest. do quickly." From
time Immemorial it has been decreed that
the traitor who strikes must strike with
out delay, and already her anonymous let
ter was speeding on Its way to Scotland
Yard. Only what a fool she had been to
give herself away so to Tony! There was
nothing Incriminating In the piece of pa
per he held.-only the words. "If you would
like to know —" scribbled over and over
again.
"Well, are you «attsfleri that I have
discovered no dark secret, my mysterious
wife?"
Barrington's voice was bantering, his
expression perfectly normal, his eyes once
again the merry , laughing eyes she loved
Yet Edith was conscious by some furious
Instinct that for on. r- his expression was
a mask, that beneath his smiling banter
Barrington was alert with a new and dan
gerous suspicion.
”1 don't know what it is vet," she said,
and iw.per her volt e matched his own in
playfulness, but her hand trembled aa she
snatched it from him When she spoke,
however, the indignation in her tone was
admirably simulated
"Really, it's past endurance'" she ex
claimed "That wretched Jane! This is
the second time this week that I have dis
'covered her making use of my stationery.
I must get Betty to reprimand her. Os
Course, she Is not my maid—”
She made as though to crumple the page
in her hand, then laid it down again
Dangerous Tones
"I should reprimand her myself, Edith,”
Barrington said, in a dangerously quiet
voice. “She mdy not be your maid, but it
Is your stationery, and such liberties lead
sometimes to strange abuses. Reprimand
her very severely—l should."
Their eyes met for an instant, then to
the relief of both the first luncheon bell
rang Barrington moved to the door.
Edith called him back.
"Tony. boy. make my excuses, will you”
1 simply can , 't go to luncheon There
would boa flare-up of some sort If I
did. I can’t face dad when I have a head
like this.”
"Right-o! DI send you in a tray."
She had not the courage to tell him
that the very thought of food was repug
nant to her. She was only too thankful
to be rlri of his presence, to be freed from
the glance of those shrewd eyes which
seemed to read her through and through.
As the door. Hosed behind him she flung
herself back on the couch with a little
sobbing breath of relief.
Continued Tomorrow.
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The Spoiled-Man Age
By BEATRICE FAIRFAX.
t i T~) UZZLED" writes as follows She can find to her own benefit that
“We.are two young girls, fairly there are gay times with her father, ,
good looking, and of refined her mother, her brothers and sisters,
family and manner. and her Sirl friends.
..... , ~ She can be so happy excluding him.
After young gentlemen cal! once , , . ~ .
that he will get off his pedestal and at- .
or twice they keep away from us, or tetnp . t ., ; n
when they promise to write, they never Perched up there, he takes no inter
do so. est in the girl who tries to attract his
“We act verv pleasantly and polite attention But he is interested in the
to them. Whv do they act so and how eirl " h " la and lB ha PhY and «»>-
tent, and who doesn’t show that she
can we remedv it? v , l c . .. ,
knows of nis
My dear'girl, you are H „ wants her to know that he is a
living in the Spoiled-Man Age, and are royal personage, and h* climbs down to
a victim nf that period. me»-t her. If she is indifferent to his
Several generations ago put claims nf royalty, and cares not that h«
Woman on a pedestal, and humbly belongs by all rights of man-worship
knelt before it. on a P pflps,a l. be will become so inter-
v UK- . u< ested in her he will never climb up
Now he has put himself there, and
r again
many women, I blush to say. are ‘ •
, if there Is anv one word I would
kneeling before him. . , t ,
_. urge my girls to remember when a man
There comes a time when he is older.
.... , . , „ ... „ comes a-wooing. or when the man they
or married, that he tumbles off with a .
...... r .u , u admire fai sto come, it is this: INDlF
crash. but In his nin-feather days he p F . RFN( -. F
Is securely and comfortably esconced
there, and girls also of the pin-feather A Rea! Crowbar.
age. do him homage. It is the one word in the English
You are making the mistake made language that shakes a man loose from
by many girls of your day and genera- his self-assurance and conceit.
tfon. You are making an effort to win It arouses his interest, provokes his
the attention of this little pfn-feath- pride, and makes him resolve to corn
ered god pel the girl who shows it to take an
You act "very pleasantly and polite” interest in him.
to him: you could win his attention Having awakened him to the knc-wl-
quicker If you were totally indiffer- edge (h3t he )g nos a k|ng , t remalns
smile* and his frowns have wlth the * irl tn pp ntlnue his education,
weight with you. and he sees It. As If Bhe continues Indifferent, thera
a result, he gives you the frowns, and Plates into his brain the belief that
, . .. ~ she is a queen, and the knowledge, that
bestows the smiles on some girl who , .
. ~_ . he will be honored above many If per
is indifferent. ... . , , . . ,
, mitted to become one of her humble
Over Your Head. subjects.
He is looking over your head at the -
girl who is not looking at him.
He notes your anxiety to please him
Therefore he decides that he can let JO-tO"DrltC iOKCS
his attention stray from you and come Jr J
back and give you the pleasure of his ■ ■ ■
company at any time it sulta him. „ Thpy Fay our n , w . maristratft !n .
He is spoiled, badly spoiled. Time j u ]g PS f n mixed metaphors." said a lady
will remedy all of that, but In the tn to a friend.
terlm the days are dull for the girl “Flreadful!” exclaimed the other. "My
who would like a good boy friend husband says it is much better to keep
She can't reform all young men. The f n - one liquor.”
task is too stupendous. But she can .
reform those she knows by being in- "Life,” remarked the sententious
different. bachelor, “is like a game of cards ”
She can be indifferent at all times "It is more like a game of chess.
She can show him that her good times from my point of view,” rejoined the
are not dependent on his whim or his married man. "I invariably move once
pleasure. | a year.”
I f/ANTY
ffigl DUUDGE vYn"’
Anty Drudge on Teaching ‘Rithmetic.
TeacAer (in arithmetic class) —“Now, Mary, if your
mother spent two hours boiling the clothes, three
hours in rubbing them, and an hour to hang them
out, how many hours would that be altogether?”
Little Mary— “ Yes, but my’mama doesn’t boil the
clothes. She washes them with Fels-Naptha in cool
or lukewarm water, and she doesn’t have to rub
them hard, either.”
Anty Drudge— “ You’d better make the time shorter,
Mistress Schoolteacher, when you give an addition
question like that to a little girl whose mother knows
the advantage of washing with Fels-Naptha.”
Easy on the woman and easy on the
clothes.
That's why progressive women are
washing their clothes with Fels-Naptha
in cool or lukewarm water, in summer or
winter.
It’s easy on the woman because it
does away with fires for heating water,
makes hard rubbing unnecessary and
takes less than half the time of the old
’way of washing.
It’s easy on the clothes because there
is no boiling to make the clothes tender,
and no hard rubbing to wear them into
holes before their time.
Save yourself; save your clothes —use
Fels-Naptha.
Costs little money fora big cake,and
lasts longer than ordinary soaps.
In using it follow directions printed
on the red and green wrapper.
