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THE QEO ROHAN’S MAGAZINE, PAGE “The Gates of Silence” STORY OF LOVE. MYSTERY AND HATE. WITH A THRILLING POR TRAYAL OF LIFE BEHIND PRISON BARS. By META SIMMINS, Author of “Hushed Up.” TODAY'S INSTALLMENT. As they rofee from the table, however, yrs Barrington's fear underwent re vlval. It was their custom to spend the after-dinner hours in the studio, where Barrington often sketched in some of the rough studies for his pictures as he smoked, and Edith sang or played to him. Tonight, to her chagrined surprise, he gave the order to |he butler to serve coffee in the boudoir. Edith ventured a protest. “Oh, Tony— wtl‘, not the studio? I hate that room of mine at night.” And 1 think it charmingly cozy,” he said, taking her arm. "Besides. I want vnu 'to pla v for me. and Gilbertson tells me that your piano has been tuned, while, as you know 7 , the studio piano Is abom mahly out of tune. Had 1 known ’the man vas coming today I would have had it seen to. Edith for a moment was rendered cneerhless This remark, so seemingly Innocent, was like a bolt from the blue. Like a woman in a dream, she w’ent be fore her husband into the boudoir, and Anthony Barrington, as he turned away from her to shut the door, smiled to him self a strange, bitter smile. On the Staircase, The gilt hands of the French clock on the mantelpiece met beneath the smiling face of the cupids and a chime rang out and mingled with the sound of music. Mrs Barrington dropped her hands with a discordant crash on the keys. "Tony, it's 12 o'clock! I can play no more " She looked across at him with dazed eves Anthony Barrington rose from his seat by the Are and went across to the piano, at which he had kept his wife a prisoner during the evening "T am afraid I've been a selfish brute. Edith." he said, "but it's been a delight ful evening." She stood up and laid her hand on his arm: his own closed over it. "I haven't had such a laze for months, and now -I must get to work." To work!" she asked, wonderingly. Barrington nodded. "Just letters. Then Illgo to bed. My dear. I hope you will not sit up leading, or any such non sense " I won't, indeed." she answered, with weary emphasis. "I am half asleep al ready. Good night. Tony, boy.” “Good night." Barrington drew her into his arms and kissed her. Then, without any further conversation, he left the room Edith followed him to the door and watched him down the corridor. But he did not look around Then, with a breath of relief, she wont back into the room and locked .the door. With swift, un steady steps she passed into the bed room and locked that door also. I'nless her husband returned unexpectedly, she know herself free from interruption, for she had declined the offices of any temporary S jj| ~ r anty\ P drudge\ I (> \ * jffl \ 1 AJ frßaag Anty Drudge Talks to a Woman Who Hasn’t Tried the New Way of Washing. 4n.ii/ Drudge —“ You poor unfortunate victim of the old time washday habit ’ Why won’t you wash in the Tele-Naptha way, and strike off the chains that bind you to the steaming washhoiler and the all-day hard rub-rub on the washboard ?” If you really believed what we say *bout Pels-Naptha you would use it, wouldn’t you ? But you think that it's too easy — impossible. Many men are wealthy to-day be cause the majority thought the same thing about the telephone. To you boiling seems necessary to thorough cleansing. Wkh soaps oi the old sort it is. The clothes must be boiled in order to get the dirt out by rubbing. Incidentally much of it gets rubbed in. Fels-Naptha separates the dirt from the fabric in cool or lukewarm water. Once separated it is easily rinsed away. But you must remember that Fek-Naptha is made to be used in cool or lukewarm water, summer or winter. Get Fels-Naptha to-day and follow directions on red and green wrapper. maid At any rate, she could satisfy her self as to Levasseur's condition and offer him the provisions of wine and biscuits that was made nightly for her comfort. She tapped at the door of the man’s hid ing place "Edmond, are you there? Open the dobr!" Almost Exhausted. "A shadow of myself is here,” came the answer, as Levasseur turned the key and came out. He looked around the room wolfishly, then darted toward the tray by Edith s bed, where the wdne and bis cuits were. "I am starving." he said “Don't speak so loud.” whispered Edith. "My husband may return at any tno mertt." Levasseur turned to her. his mouth w’orking, a mocking light In his eyes. "By Jove!" he mumbled, with his mouth full. "I was uncomfortable in that cup board. my dear Edith, but I’d undergo it all again to hear what I heard to day." Edith's face flushed a dull red. and evi dently something of shame touched the man who w'atched her, for he spoke not unkindly. "Well, there —there! You had a pretty rough time —I'm sorry. I’ll go Into the other room and stretch my limbs a bit. When the house is quiet I’m going to sneak out. If 1 were you I'd let my hair down or something, and put on a dressing gown. It would look better should the worthy Barrington return." He went out of the bed room and closed the door behind him. Mrs. Barrington sat down. She was too exhausted to follow’ out the suggestion the man had made. For the moment she could not even think. She was simply a creature of aching limbs, oppressed by an immense weight of weariness, her mental vision blocked by a great black w’all of fear. Presently, however, mechanically she commenced to strip off her jewels. About a half hr\iir afterward, alarmed by the absolute silence in the next room, she went tn. The room was in darkness. With trem ulous fingers she groped for the switch, her eyes searching the room anxiously for the man. She saw where he had flung himself, full length, on the lounge which flanked the fire, and fear stirred in her heart lest, perhaps, he might have killed himself and be a body of death from which there was no deliverance. But the man was not dead—he was asleep. The shaded light showed his upturned face as peaceful as a child's. With a swift shudder z>f remembrance. Mrs. Barrington turned away. It only about 1:30. too early for him to attempt to escape. Let him have his sleep out. She sat down beside him to watch, as a shipwrecked traveler might w’afch by a corpse he could not bury for sheer fear lest the birds of prey should tear it In pieces before his eyes. Continued Tomorrow. By OLIVETTE. THIS is a new autumn model, the slip-over dress which has neith er buttons not button holes, nor hooks nor eyes, nor clasps nor buckles. The dress is made of one piece with a girdle or sash effect, very low down near the knees, like the dress of a very small child. It is Monsieur Paul Polret’s idea of a practical fall costume. Every time Poiret gets out a new costume he bids the fashion world Stop! Look! Listen! For he has i weird and wonderful imagination, and his marvelous creations are usually more adapted to the beauties of the Arabian 'Nights than to our every-da l public. Poiret. w’ho is one of the leading French dressmakers, inhabits a level.' house in Paris, with a wonderful and exotic looking garden. The house looks like a very elaborate setting for the first act of a comic opera, and the fc*autiful young women who act as •fashion models in the Poiret establish ment are the picked beauties of the manikin world. The fashion season really begins in F’aris w'hen Poiret opens his salon' for the promenade of the manikins, and no empress, stage or real, ever trailed down marble steps ovei soft and rich carpets with more utter dis regard to the sumptuous clothes she eras wearing than do the gorgeous 'creatures who show off Poiret's fall and spring fashions A Regal Sight They usually enter one by one. sweeping In regally, wearing priceless fur coafs over some new creation in evening gowns. The audience sits in hushed and awe-stricken circle. The manikin never deigns to took at the humble figures of admiring women usually from America. She brushes past them, like an out raged empress, and only when ladies from distant cities flutter the leaves of their check books, or carelessly drop a big letter of credit at her feet will the manikin pause and let them admire the gown or wrap for a few short and blissful moments. Having completed the promenade of the salons, the beautiful model goes back to rhe head of the imposing stair way. and. as if too tired to bear the burden of her costly fut, she lets the cloak fall upon the floor and goes forth to repeat her walk in the costume worn beneath it. With the same magnificent disregard for the value of these priceless man tles each beautiful girl throws off her wiap and the pile at the foot of the stairs becomes a. mound of satin, sable and ermine. Fifty thousand dollar? lay in a heap on the floor when I last saw the promenade of rhe models. It was an impressive sight, for the customers who had hesitated to order w hile the furs were still on the shoul ders of the proud manikins swooped down upon the pile, and soon every coat and wrap had found- its buyer An American. it was Paul Poiret whose admiration for the Russian ballet with its vivid Oriental coloring swung last year’s fashions to .the extreme of gorgeous Oriental luxury and riotous color. There is legend to the fact that Mr. Poire! is an American. At all events, he is a shrewd business man. who hides good, sound business sense behind a brown beard and an inscrutable pair of eyes. Poiret realizes that this Is to be a season where the practical idea will prevail over the fantastic. Efficiency is the great word of the day among womenkind. Not that we have all become efficient, but it's a great thing to talk about, so the new Poiret model boasts of all those inno vations which the efficient modern woman eonsidr>-s necessary. ADVICE TO THE LOVELORN * * By Beatrice Fairfax WHERE IS YOUR PRIDE? Dear Miss Fairfax: 1 am nineteen and deeply in love with a. young man one year my senior. He also declared his love for me until three weeks ago. when he took me to a ball and danced with other girls and I was obliged to come home with his brother. He has treated me very coldly since, and the other evening I went to the theater with his brother and since then he has not even spoken to me. and T am nearly heartbroken. MARY. Just make up your mind that your heart is not broken, that when It breaks it will be for some manly man who is worth while You can not do anything but try to forget this man You certainly are laying up trouble for yourself if you go on loving him Will you try to re member that, my dear? THE GIRL IS RIGHT. Dear Mias Fairfax. I am a young man and In love* with a girl about my age. 1 am not as yet in a position to ask for her hand. She persists in going out with other young men. As lam of a very Jealous nature, it makes me very angry. I have asked her not to go with other young men. hut she replies that I have no right to ask this of her. Y. O. L. D. The girl is right. If you love her, ask her to marry you. An engagement will give you the privilege of treating her like the jealous tyrant I think you are. But if she should write me, and describe you as you have described yourself, I would urge her to refuse you. What Dame Fashion Is Offering • A Cor set less Dress / Zz - \ \ X/. ’ i ,<ll r■ ’ & 'w VwA — 1 Bl*- mQ— i- i • x •- WKWh .mH ‘ I ■ I only H h Sb n I if-::- WW* ' X Ite *4 MB- ' tjL&jMr iW" ■ B? A w>. Or I b In I JI I it io m s ll L nWlMllf' : ' I B> .Ik? G. >?’ ' MiSr I / £\ h y»!> W Slpi i <&s.'J* / I I '' ' 1 J i i—. , j PRETTY AND SENSIBLE. This practical dress requires no cor set. There's been a ban on corsets for some time. It has neither hooks nor eyes, nor anything that can come undone or un tied. It is made like a tnidd' blouse, with kimono sleeves, slit at the side to show an undersleeve of soft chiffon. The frock itself Is of changeable satin, in blues, blacks and greens, with braid BY TRYING ANOTHER PLAN. Dear Miss Fairfax: I am fifteen and in love with a young man of seventeen. I have written him. but have received no answer. How can 1 gain his love? LI LUA N. Don't try to force his love, If he Ig nores you. you must ignore him. You made a mistake by writing to him. a mistake I hope you will not repeal. A girl always stands a better cham e of winning a man if her attitude is one of indifference. THE FICKLENESS OF MAN Dear Miss Fairfax: I am desperately in love with a young girl and we go io the moving picture shows quite regular!' I think she knows ho" much I lore her. but I do not think she loves me. although she never said so. Would you advise me to ask her if she loves me or find another girl" C. P. It you loved her as desperate!) as you claim, you would not dream of "finding another girl." The only way to learn if she loves you is to ask her Beautify the Complexion IN TEN DAVS / X \ Nad' no ' a CREAM / \ Fh« (Jnequaled Beautifier W -f 'w "'T USED AND ENDORSED BT i WUmiJ THOUSANDS ' Guaranteed to remove JX 'JROL/ tan, freckles, pimples, 7 liver-spots, etc. Extreme cases twenty days. . Rids pores and tissues of impurities. Leaves the skin clear, soft, healthy. ' Two sizes, 50c. and SI.OO Bv toilet counters or mail. VATIOVAI. TOILET COMPANY. Farit. Trrm. trimming of the same in lighter shades of blue and green. it ought to make an excellent dress for the woman with a slim figure or a good lounging robe, or house gown for the matron who disdains corsets in the house. Al all events, it shows an in teresting innovation and can he adapted in man.' ways for the autumn wa rd robe. Ami don't lose any time about it. either.. Ami don't. 1 insist, expect any nice girl to tell a man she loves him until he has asked her Io ma try him. CASTOR IA For Infant* and Children. The Kind You Have Always Bought HAD TETTER FORTEN YEARS; TWO BOXES TETTERINE CURED Mr Lrw Wren, of Chit ago, writes us thqt he had suffered for ten years with tp’hT, inanx doctors in nearly every state in Hie I'ninn having tailed to cure him \ drugget recommended Tetterin® to him and lir bought a. box. It gave him relief, and the second box effected a com plete cure Tetterine at ail druggists or bv mail for 50c from the Shuptrine Com pany, Savannah, Ga ••• [JWilMlllUßi iJ/J * "t •' *w< or M Mnturttns Batt* as Xaaßß.’S abM Free »» B M WOOIABY. :'t N Vt'tot .Sanitarium. Atlanta. Ga. - o-w SIO ATLANTA TO PENSACOLA AND RETURN via The WEST POINT ROUTE Tickets on sale every Thursday up to and including August 22, 1912, Return limit ten days. Sleeping cars, dining car*, coaches Cail at Ticket Offices: Fourth Nations l Bank. Bldg, and Terminal Station. Always Too Young to Boast By BEATRICE FAIRFAX. T OVE is exactly like war in this— [ that a soldier, though he has escaped three weeks complete on Saturday night, may. nevertheless, be shot through his heart on Sunday morning.”—Lawrenee Sterne. IT is not an uncommon thing for those on whom Cupid has spent no arrows to boast that they are In vulnerable. They are always too young to make that boast. Too young when the years have bowed their shoulders and pow dered their heads. It is no distinction to have escaped. To be incapable of emotion is so sim ilar to a mummy existence that those who have reached years of maturity and have never been "shot through the heart” have reason to be alarmed about t hemselves. There is something lacking—sympa - thy. tenderness, charity, tolerance, hope, faith or the power to dream. Nothing to Boast Os. Such a one should not boast. It is rather a matter to be regretted and remedied It indicates a sickness of the most sacred of the emotions. It indicates a lack of ability to love; a coldness that makes love turn away. Neither is it to one's credit to have loved only once. The heart doesn't die with humilia tion at its first mistake. Il lives to make another, and another, and that which is sometimes regarded as a "mistake" turns out to be the most beneficial and m-iedful of experiences. The mistake lies in carefully cover- WARNING TO USERS OF SO-CALLED SUPERFLUOUS HAIR Every woman must realize that even when a soft fuzz is removed by these so-called superfluous hair . "cures." which stimulate the growth after each removal, that it will only be a question of time before »she will have to resort to the use of the razor, because even tually the hair will become so coarse that no preparation wdll be strong enough to remove it without ruining the skin. Why take the risk of disfigurement by using these unknown arid uncertain means for removing superfluous hair, when there Is such a safe method as DeMiracle—the one perfected. non polsonous and harmless depilatory’ that dissolves hair, thereby taking the vi tality out of It. consequently retarding and preventing an increased growth? Don't be deceived by the imitator and Impostor who resorts •to copying cer tain phrases of the DeMiracle adver tising to inveigle you" into using a worthless, poisonous concoction, the rontinued use of which will produce eczema or other serious skin diseases. When a faker tries to deceive and delude you by alluring and impossible claims, tell him that DeMiracle Chem ical Company will forfeit Five Thou sand Dollars if It can be proven that any so-called superfluous hair “cure" ever eradicated one single growth of superfluous hair. Insist on proof when a claim Is made that such a prepara tion Is "Indorsed by the medical pro fession.” To substantiate our claim that De- Mlrarle Is the only depilatory that has «ne or only a big JK high vacation in Aa|| me as you. please, JPJ;: :njov,add to your IhJmH your worries. i a vacation is be- W.J3M A trip to Colorado is but a few honrs / / of pleasant traveling if you go via the Frisco Short Cut to Colorado Th. Kansas City-Florid* Special ia equipped Jor the contort and convenience of Colorado vacationist*. B Jacksonville, Atlanta, Birmingham and orado without change. Modern electric dining cars. >tny. Railroad fare, are very low. Hotel unable. Send tor heauttful hook on Onto* * fare. __ senger Agent Ge. ing one's heart with frost, and then making the boast tFrat it is invulner- ' able. There never was a heart so fortified. | so watched, so guarded and so closely ' sentineled that there was not some | opening by which love could enter if he ’ chose. Sympathy, pity, pride, vanity, hope, | who can say whlr-h one will point to a weakness in the fortress? There is some mode of entry Into the hardest heart. If there were not. this’ would be a dreary place in which to live. • So don't boast that Time has left you heart whole. Rather regret it, anti 1 remedy it whil<* the remedy still lies in your hands. Do You Know— i New Zealand honey, exceeding IdO.OOD pounds in weight, has been imported into Great Britain during the past fls-' cal year. z ——— Canada's mineral products in one year ha ve increased in value by no less thiin $15,000,0011. Murder by poisoning in Europe was at one time punishable by boiling io death. Nearly one-half of the people of Denmark live exclusively by agricul ture. ever been indorsed by reputable physi clans, surgeons, dermatologists. medi-< cal journals, prominent magazines and newspapers, we will send copies of the testimonials on request. The mere fact that fake-dangerous preparations are short-lived should alone be sufficient warning to avoid the use of any depilatory but that of proven merit. DeMiracle has stood the test of time. It was the largest selling de pilatory ten years ago and more of it has been sold each year since than the combined sales of the nostrums. All reliable dealers sell and recom mend DeMiracle, knowing It to be the best and safest depilatory. Some un principled ones will tell you they can not procure it so that they may more easily influence you to purchase their own or possibly some other dangerous, worthless substitute under another la bel for a few cents more profit. To protect you from Just such imposition., if your dealer will not supply you. mail ; us SI.OO and we will send you. all charges paid, in plain, sealed wrapper, a SI.OO bottle of DeMiracle, and we will make you a present of a full-size Jar of DeMiracle Cream. If you care to. give us the name of the dealer who tries to sell you a "Just as good" imitation or substitute. Write for fr»e booklet, which will ba mailed sealed in plajjt envelone. De Miracle Chemical Company, Dept. IS, Park Ave.. 129th and 130th Sts, New York. You can always procure De- Miracle without argument in Atlanta from Chamberlin-Johnson-Dußose?