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“The Gates of Silence”
STORY OF LOVE. MYS.TERY AND HATE. WITH A THRILLING POR
TRAYAL OF LIFE BEHIND PRISON bXrS.
TODAY'S INSTALLMENT.
The Fugitive.
The rain, which ' been falling for
two or three hour... nad ceased, and ever
and again a watery gleam of sunshine
escaped from the rest clouds; but the de
luge had done its work, and the park, as
Betty walked across it. had a dreary.
U.uiuual look, for the rain had brought
the sun-scorched leaves down in scores.
It was a week since the day of Jack
Rimington's arrest, and the magisterial
-nquiry was to take place on- the morrow.
Betty ’was walking across the park to
her sister. Edith Barrington, who
was now installed in her own house at
Prince's Gate.
The Barringtons’ departure from the
Croft had been extraordinarily unexpect
ed Four days ago the American who
had been renting their house for six
months had been called back suddenly
to America, owing to some convulsion in
the packing world, of which he was a
magnate, and Anthony Barrington had
insisted upon canceling the remainder of
the agreement and taking possession of
his own house again.
"Since there is no question of our re
turning to Auteuil. at least let us get
into a dwelling of our own.” he had said,
brusquely, in answer to Betty's remon
strance. "I am sorry, Betty, but I con
fess I don't care for being your father’s
guest."
No question of returning to Auteuil.
Why? That was the question the sisters
had asked each other; that Betty was
asking herself now.
Why had Anthony Barrington suddenly
decided to bring little Phil back to Lon
don at the fag-end of an abnormal Au
gust? Barrington, -who was almost old
womanish in his care for his little son.
Like Edith, Betty was beginning to dread
that under his silence, under his smiling
acquiescence, something was concealed;
that Anthony Barrington, astute and in
clined to suspicion as he was, was blind
to the signs of the tragedy that neither
she nor her sister had been able wholly
to conceal, simply because he chose to be
blind.
In her anxiety for Edith, Betty found a
certain help in bearing her own misery.
For Edith’s sake she had to crush down
some of her own grief and fear—Edith,
who was suffering so terribly, whose
nerves were strained to their utmost
stretch of endurance. It was a week now
since Edmond Levasseur had escaped,
and from the papers It would appear that
he had not only escaped, but that he had
disappeared. The police had not lost the
scent—there never had been one.
What was to be the end of it? How
long could Edith endure?
Suddenly, as Betty walked, she became
aware that a foot kept step with hers
She glanced sideways and saw that slight
ly behind her, in unpleasant proximity,
was a man of the most pronounced park
loafer typo. He smiled insinuatingly at
her, and, with a sensation of mingled fear
and disgust, she quickened her steps. So
did the man.
“Miss Lumsden?” He raised his hat.
"You do not remember me. I am afraid."
Betty, whose step had quickened al
most to a run. hesitated and looked more
closely at her accoster.
The Accused Man.
He was a tall man, well built, except
that one shoulder curved very slightly; a
red beard, trimly naval, concealed the
lower- part of his face, and the hair he
had uncovered in raising his hat was red
der still —waving and luxuriant. Certain
ly she did not know him.
“Oh. yes. indeed, you know me very
veil." the man said, anticipating the de
nial that was rising to her lips. “It is
merely a lapse of memory on your part
we have not met for some years. May
we walk on? I have particular and ur
gent reasons for not wishing to attract
undue attention to myself."
A little fear caught at Betty's heart.
"I do not know you; please do not mo
lest me any further," she said sharply.
There was something almost challeng
ing in her tone, and the man's face
changed.
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“Since I must tell you my name—will
you promise? No, I do not think I need
ask you to do that. I trust to your honor.
My name Is Edmond Levasseur.”
“Edmond Levasseur!”
Betty stopped short, staring at the
man with a frozen horror.
“Move on,” he said beneath his breath.
"For heaven's sake, don’t stand there,
staring at me. Don't you know there’s
a price on my head?”
Mechanically she obeyed, and he pilot
ed her along an unfrequented path under
the dripping trees The distance before
' them stretched gray and desolate. For
' the Moment for Betty Lumsden this was
not London; instead, before her stretch
ed the desolate sand fiats of Whitecross,
the little Kentish village where Edith s
short-lived romance with thiseman had
i begun and ended.
Face to Face.
“We are free from eavesdroppers
here." he said, and paused They faced
each other--a man and a maid engaged
in the eternal quest, an onlooker com
ing upon them in this secluded spot might
have labeled them. "A surprise meeting
for you. Why, how you've grown, little
girl, and pretty, too—though a trifle peak
ed at present." He smiled odiously.
Betty recovered her self-possession
with an effort.
“What do you want?" she demanded,
indignantly, ignoring his offensive famil
iarity.- “Are you mad? To speak to me
of all people—have you no shame—no—”
The man gave a short laugh
“I have nothing In the world but the
clothes in which I stand upright. That,
I think, quite comprehensively answers
your question. And, to be further ex
plicit. I am here because I am home
less. hunted and penniless A humiliat
ing thing to have to confess, my dear
Miss Betty—or Betty, was it. in the old
■ days?"
The girl quivered. "You are insolent,"
she said. “Is this a time to be insolent
—when it lies in my powei* to give you
■ over to the first constable we meet'”’
Levasseur made a gesture of his hands,
and it occurred to the girl that they
were curiously out of character, these
beautiful, olive skinned hands. They
would have betrayed him, as not being
the park loafer he purported to he, to
any shrewd observer.
"Not so fast. my dear girl; think of
Edith," he said, "and Edith apart, you
are too just. Miss Betty, I feel sure, to
deliver up an innocent man falsely ac
cused." .
Insolent Words.
"An innocent man!”
“Most innocent," he repeated, with
mocking emphasis. "You women are so
apt to jump to conclusions, and label
a man guilty because his particular code
of ethics or the color of his hair dis
pleases you. Now the evidence against
your friend. Mr. Rimingtcn, is, in my
opinion, conclusive —jet I'll warrant you
display- a sublime faith in him. Ah, you
are grand, you women ’’
Betty flushed furiously.
“You will not find that attitude serve
you," she said. "Naturally. I am very
anxious to avoid any scandal regarding
my sister, but there is a limit to my pa
tience. I do not intend to denounce
you"—
"What generosity!" he Interrupted.
"Yet is it altogether charitable to 'eave
me at large'’ <»n reflection, how it would
have contributed to the gayety of nations,
the pretty and diverting story I should
disclose in the witness box. Ton my
word, I feel it's wrong, on moral grounds,
to have drawn back. Imagine the im
measurable good a little pride-letting
would do your estimable brother-in-law.”
"The collector of chair-tolls is very
near us," Betty said, quietly.
"Ah, I am unforgivable." the man said,
half mockingly. "Yet. believe me, I am
not such a rascal as you think. My af
frontery. as you call it, is but the mask
of despair Imagine the life I have lived
since the day I forsook the hospitality of
His most gracious Majesty. It is not
pleasant to feel every man your enemy—
to be afraid to sleep lest you betray your
self in your dreams; to fear to eat lest
si me peculiarity of face or movement dis
close your identity. A hundred times I
have been tempted to go back. After all.
what’s the rope? I have had a merry
life; I'll warrant it woulfl have a merry
close, short shift, and a long, long sleep
His golden voice died away in a cadence
of melancholy.
Continued Tomorrow.
; The Right Road to Health By Annette Kellermann j
j The Girl With the Uneven Figure j
« MISS ANNETTE KELLERMANN.
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’ T NEVER like to hear a woman
» “knocking" this age and the hab
its and customs of the women of
5 today.
i There never was a better time to live
1 in than the present century, and as for
, us women, we ought all to be mighty
glad that we were born in the days of
’ athletics and the suffrage agitation
• even if we have to take hobble skirts
and some other follies along with our
) blessings.
1 The everyday woman of olden times
i was not as good looking as the fftfef
age woman of today, nor was she as
1 healthy or as well formed.
; We have a better chance from baby
, hood than queens of olden days, who
were born in the purple, but who
■ lacked the knowledge that modern sci
ence is instilling into the average nurse
■ and mother.
! The child of today has the right to
• be born healthy and under happy cir
cumstances, and now. with the science
of eugenics, it will soon be a sin to
. bring a badly formed child into the
world, provided, of course, science and
■ knowledge could have prevented that
misfortune. Science is teaching us to
: prevent and cure most deformities
which the women of olden times cov
ered up with pads, hoop skirts, bustles
. and balloon sleeves.
The dressmakers of great-grand
mother's time never expected their
customers to have symmetrical fig
ures. 1 knew one who is of the third
generation of dressmakers, and who
learned all the tradition of her grand
mother. She told me that even the
most celebrated beauties of 40 or 50
years ago depended on their dress
makers for the symmetry of their fig
ures. and not on athletics and exercise
as they do now.
"My mother wouldn’t believe that
when I tell a customer she has one hip
larger than the other, the woman will
go and exercise until sh- cu es that
defect,” said this young dress designer.
“In the old days she would Just say to
the dressmaker. 'Go pad the other
hip.’ ’’
To cling to physical defects which
you can cure is merely a sign of lazi
ness, and it is not fashionable to be
lazy, so the mothers of tomorrow, who
are learning a thing or two from their
dressmakers about their irregular fig
ures, are turning to people like me for
instructions to remedy these defects
Lots of girls, have one hip higher
than the other, and usually the shoulder
of that side is a trifle lower than it
ought to be. This may not be percep
tible when one is young, but the fault
becomes more and more prominent
with the years, and if not corrected
one lands in old age a little old woman
with a distinctly irregular build.
Both these defects, the high shoulder
and the large come during
school days when the little girl bal
ances too many or too heavy school
books under one arm, and lets them
rest on her slim hipbone. This be
comes a habit and the child g-ts more
and more one-sided, especially if she
always carries her books under her
right arm as you will notice most chil
dren do
I hope some day some wise person
wilt make school books that are dur
able as well as very llgjlt. Or per
haps we will borrow the good German
fashion of carrying the school books in
a little satchel strapped around the
shoulders and hanging a' the back.
This has no bad effect, provided the
bonks ase no* too heavy
In the meantime, our school girls go
on resting their books on their hips, and
• when they wear bad shoes— that is
1 shoes with high and wobbly heeus—this
position not only ruins the figure, but
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“Stand Entirely with the Weight on
the Left Foot.’’
is exceedingly bad for the health, as
the high heels turn in, the ankles turn
out. and the entire figure is out of bal
ance. «
You can't give too much attention to
your child’s shoes, for upon their com
fortable. sensible and hygienic build
depends the poise of the chnd’s figure
in walking. No young girl should wear
a high heel, and certainly a child
should never be allowed to wear some
of those outlandish French slippers,
which we see on the youthful and un-
Do You Know
That
Signor Bonci, the famous Italian
tenor, is suing a railway company
for $50,000 because he caught a cold
while traveling to Toronto. He ac
cuses the emnloyees of the railway of
carelessly shutting off the heating
apparatus,’ although they knew he was
in the sleeping carriage.
Two girls In Budapest who had de
cided to fight a duel over a young
man with whom they were both in
love have settled the matter by becom
ing engaged to the two men who
volunteered to act as their seconds.
In centra! Africa there is a tribe
that only bestows the privilege of citi
zenship and marriage upon a man when
he has climbed down a precipitous
cliff.
Snake-bites as a cure for consump
tion are mentioned in Sanskrit litera
ture as having been practiced for five
or six thousand years
Port Jackson, at Sydney New South
Wales, with a water frontage of over
2fio miles, is finest harbor in the
w orld
Balloonists at an elevation of four
miles can hear the burking of a dog!
on the earth below
Shakespeare s blrthpla*'- <’ Strat
ford-on loin w.v viHted bj 4(1,00*1
people last year.
formed foot. A low. flat heel, a well
arched shoe, with suitable length and
width, is necessary for comfort.
So much depends on the shoe that I
want you to impress this on your own
mind and get sensible shoe-gear before
you try to correct your daughter’s bad
habits of standing, which have contrib
uted to make the one hip larger than
the other, or to make one shoulder
sag.
Occasionally these defects arise from
a spinal difficulty and a physician
should be consulted, the spinal column
being carefully examined For the
rest, the girl or woman who has this
uneven figure must think about ft con
stantly. and with conscious effort- she
must elevate the shoulder that is too
low and pull down the shoulder that is
too high. If thp left shoulder is the
loner one. stand entirely with the
weight on the left foot, hold the chest
out. bring the left arm up close to the
head and the right arm out at the side
level with the shoulder. Take a deep
breath, press the right arm backward
and stretch up energetically on the
other side Now swing the arm that Is
up backward and forward, making very
small circles Put all the strength into
this exercise that you can: exhale and I
relax and then repeat until you are
tired.
Nov raise the shoulder that is too
low. depress'ing the other one. Move
the shoulder that is raised around as
much as possible, in sort of a rotarv
movement, going forward first and
then backv ard Exercise one shoulder
at a time, trying to elevate the shoul
der which needs lifting, and depress
the shoulder that is. too high. On the
street nr wherever you are. remember
to lift the low shoulde . feel as if you
had a very heavy weight in the other
hand, a weight which was dragging
that shoulder down Many people have
corrected this fault without going to o
gymnasium and without giving ant
extra time to exercise, but by thinking
of It constantly, and by elevating th
drooping shoulder nt all times. Re
member not to sink the chest, and Io
practice d«op breathing In combina
tion with the-e exercises.
Now for the hip If your right hip
is too large stand on a little footstool
with your weight on the left foot, hold
on to a chair or wall, drop the right
foot over the >|de of the stool, press
down as if a heavy shoe were dragging
thh foot, sw Ing the leg always with the
sense of drag, swinging from the hip
backward and forward very glowly
Wherever you are try and remember t<
'correct vour uneven figure by standlnr
with your weight perfectly balanced
and holding in the one hip that is t«o
large If you must stand on on» foot.
h «•> manv i er.pie do, stand on the
side n{ th-- undeveloped hip.
Daysey Mayme and Her Folks
By FRANCES L. GARSIDE
THERE are some men with very
high brows and with spectacles
with very thick glasses who af
firm that -the great menace of every
city is gerais.
They shake al! the words they know
into a box, pour in a bottle of glue and
make one word of all that stick to
gether. This word describes the worst
germs, and is so long it could be cut up
and furnish enough alphabet blocks for
every child in the land.
They tell of germs in water of im
mense size, so large if what they say is
true the law should compel them to
wear bathing suits.
They put things on such a strict san
itary basis that a man is no longer per
mitted to enjoy the comfort of chewing
the ends of his mustache unless he
first has them boiled.
They inaugurate a Ktss-Not crusade,
that equips every lover with a lemon,
for a kiss means simply a swap of
3,000,0f0 germs.
They frighten every one but Daysey
Mayme Appleton, who has found a
greater menace.
“Their ruffle-trimmed words, with
long trains,” said Daysey Mayme,
"cause consternation, I admit. But I
find that in New York the people rec
tognize a greater menace,, and that
'menace is The Burglar!
“They meet directions for antiseptic
measures with questions about burglar
alarms, and know more ways for keep
ing a burglar out than any burglar ever
knew for getting in.
"They possess beautiful solid silver
tableware and costly jewelry, they wil!
relate with pride, but they keep it in a
safety vault. Every woman uses plated
and imitation, and boasts.of the costly
and elegant stuff she has in storage.
"When a New York girl marries, a
preparation for her weddlpg is to rent
•'a vault in which to deposit all the
'silverware she expects to receive And
‘regularly, and so often, she visits this
\ault and looks over her possessions as
‘solemnly as one gazes at a family tomb.
"Satisfied that nothing has ocen dis
'turbed, she departs and uses plated
'ware with pride because ’she has solid
•ware locked away.
1 "She wears brass jewelry with a
'superior air. ‘I am afraid of burglars,’
'she says, ‘and keep my solid gold in a
'srfety vault. One feels,secu:e with
one's valuables where burglars can't
‘get them.'
‘ " ‘You must excuse me for giving
you a pewter spoon.’ she says to her
guest. I have my solid silver, gol.l
lined spoons in storage. It is SO much
•safer, you know.'
“This is true of all who have many
valuables, those who have few we*ir
them when they go out.
I realize that when I am on the
street at . night I sound like a milk
wagon full of empty cans," continued
Daysey Mayme, "but I pay no storage
rent, and leave nothing behind for bur
glars. What do I do with our silver
ware, you ask'”’
(N. B—Of course, you hadn't asked
It. That was put in because it is cus
tomary with the Best Writers.)
“I wear it! 1 have anklets of silver
•easpoons. bracelets of sugar spoons
and pickle forks, a belt of tablespoons
and a necklace with a silver sugar
how! for a locket.
In away these schemes to defeat
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the burglar have originated many oi
New York's unique fashions. Ever.
'New York woman is so built that wher
she leaves her home unguarded at.
night, she can wear all the christening
mugs, the soup tureens, and knives;
forks and spoons on her person.
"This is the reason the pannier over
skirt has been introduced. The women
simply had to have more fullness on the
hips for concealing the cream pitcher
and coffee pot.”
Up-to-Date Jokes
During a military review a young
foreign attache had made himself ob
noxious to several staff officers by
asking ridiculous ami often impertinent
questions. At last he went too far.
Turning to an old infantry officer, he
said:
“How is it that your bugle cal! 'Ad
vance' is so very short, while the 'Re
treat' is just the reverse?”
"Because, sir,", replied the old vet
eran? “when an American soldier goes
into action it only needs a little note
from a bugle to make him advance
anywhere; but it needs a whole brass
band to make him retire.”
It was the first night of a new play.
“I say,” remarked th? author to the
manager, "that scene shifter over there
is a most peculiar-looking fellow.”
"Yes; he's an Eskimo," said the man
ager. te
An Eskimo? What on earth made
you take him on?"
“Oh, I thought it would be a comfort
to see one happy face if the play turns
out to be a frost!"
“Solly," nid Ikey, rushing excitedly
up to his friend in the smoking room
of the Twistei s club, "lend us a fiver
frr a moment —only for a moment."
"Quite sure you only want it for a
moment?" queried Solly, suspiciously.
"Quite sure—only for a moment." re
plied Ikey. nearly dan< Ing with agita
tion.
“Very well, then; wait a moment and
then you won’t want it."
Captain (spinning a. yarn)—l was
for eight days a prisoner among the
cannibals
Lady—And how was it they didn't
eat you?
Captain (calmly)— Well, the truth
w.ne, the chief's wife had mislaid her
cookery book.
Father (impressively)—Suppose I
should be taken away suddenly, what
would become of you, my boy?”
Irreverent Son—l'd stay here. The
question is, what would become of you?
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