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he asoiaauws maoazume page “The Gates Bv Meta Sim mins, A today - s installment. ■ .„ you don’t believe me?” she fal- Even now she could hardly be- . Hat any man could be so hard—so hlipil ( . f r -vp you?” He paused and looked into her eyes with a look Infin ’.'pp' ■ ore insulting than, any words. ,y . ,h, should 1 believe you? You are , .1? trapped animals fight.” - hands fell to her side with the . f one who is thoroughly defeated. ”... ,-. n so, she made one more effort. id find the man and bring him she said half to herself, "would iL ked at her strangely. \ • an my belief or unbelief mat- ter t 'ou now?” he asked her. "If no . ...s. o andal befalls ; shall not speak. th.-o - all I can promise you. My child, must never know what manner , m-n his mother was " The Broken Barrier. -There is no likelihood of any change r: . , 'he next five or six hours. Should ,'£ re call me up. You're on the tele phone aren t you . Th- > cling doctor who. for the last two j-oui-s had been waging war with the ■trim v sitor that, eluding all Samuel .lex’s vigilar. • had crept into those hot rooms a b ,vs -he shop where the creaking, swing ing s><n of the Toby .lug made melan (.r v music o' nights, took up his coat grf l P r. pared tc go downstairs. The -haded light standing on the basln- F >arri ■ -r-w a long, wavering shadow of l, im a, toss the wall over against the bed and ■tt the ceiling above It. where it fprmed to hover menacingly over the s rii figure that lay below. Samuel .Jex, noticing this. laid his hand on the doctor's arm and drew hint a little aside. The movement brought the young man within sight of the couch at the foot of the bed. where 'he red-haired little girl lay asleep EVen in sleep her face had lost nothing of its pert, unchildllke look. It was dirty, and tears had made long, fantastic channels through its grime but these evi dences of grief did not make for pathos. She looked like some gnome that had stumbled on the capacity for tears and had been making experiments with it. Something uncommonly like aversion crossed the doctor's face as he glanced a' th» child. He turned to .Jex. 'is there no other room where this child can sleep? he asked. "A sick room is not the place for a child." Jex shook his head. In the half light he looked very old and wan. There was something witchlike in his profile, the doctor thought, glancing at him. and shiv ered faintly at the thought of this trio— th« grim old man, the elflike child, and the woman on the bed, who. motionless ' 'tt had for these awful hours been struggling with the dumbness of her par ■'>••l throat as with some giant hand that compressed it. A Ghoulish Child. -ho won't rest. like, away from he! "■am*. Jex said. 'She's faithful like a dog The doctor's shoulders elevated them selves. Morbid little beast,” he said to himself net a spark of affection In th« ghoulish little wretch.” He had looked up once ant! encountered the child's eyes as she watched him across the bed. and thr |<« k he had caught In them had been a very ugly one. 'She mustn't he allowed to disturb her j mother, he said, curtly, as he left the | room For a moment Jex stood looking at the child. lenny s child,” he murmured to him se’f \ye. but it's hard to believe her Jenny's child.” He gave no definite form to-the thought that was in his mind: yet he was con scious. not by any means for the first time, despite his fondness for his daugh ter s chilli, of a strange feeling that she tetr something less than human Just for a moment, as he stood there, he seemed tn see in her the materialization -f -tie uglt spirit that inhabited the body 'he man the world knew as Paul Saxe. \nd at that thought a light that was alinosi haired shone in the old man's eyes then as quickly passed. He drew tee rug that covered the sleeping child '--eh over her with a tender hand, and went softly hack to his watch by the bed ” he stood there looking down at the now he stood looking down at i.uimr Th e woman lay motionless, had lain since the dqctor had E '°” last injection of morphia: save ■ I'y breathing: broken now and a sound—half moan, half sigh: t nave seemed that the enemy at had claimed his prey el,hood of any change the doc "I aid hut already' it seemed to -hange hail come. That there "• "pening of the shadow on the J face. ;i sharpening of the feat t?L '’'.'ays finely chiseled, that gave look of a suffering face carved \ fear clutched at the old .-m |_ L , —|_ 1.l m I _ u J ■ » n<■WMan* Old Fashioned Remedies ' ' in surgery and electricity : in< e<| much in the past thirty ' tit the treatment of disease by •i fashioned Remedies made from ind herbs, has never been Im f't’ott ! upon. 'lay be seen by the great suc- L.vdia E. 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The Shuptrtne Savannah, Ga ••• of Silence” uthor of “Hashed Up" man s heart, then, as he looked, the eyes that bad once been blue as the gentian flower, but were dim now and curiously colorless, as though a veil had descend ed between them and the world Jenny—Jenny lass, do you know me?” There was a movement of the evelids. and the heavy hands, lying on the coun terpane. heal feebly together. A sound that was scarcely human, like some words spoken by an animal suddenly en- ; flowed with speech, issued from the swol- | len lips. Ihe old man fell on his knees to bring his head more nearly to the level j of the head sunk so deep in the pillow. I Quick as his movement was. ttie word I born into sound out of so much effort and ' anguish escaped him, and a look of angry * disappointment crept into the dull eyes i giving them a semblance of life fora mo- ' ment. Then the weighted lids fell, and ! the lethargy ihat wds so like death de- I scended once more. Rut though he had not heard with his ears, instinct told him/what 'this word, born out of pain. was. It rang in the desolate heart with a jealous ring. Paul! Paul! The name of the man who had married this woman - married ami mar ried her. "Jenny.” He bent over the bed again, wilfully misunderstanding her. It wa‘s no part of his scheme that, should the worst come—should death heal down this bar rier which stood between Paul Saxe and his desire he should let the man know that.it hail fallen. Was it Bess you were asking for—little Bess? She's here, sleeping near you. Jenny, do you hear me?” No sign from the woman in the bed The old man straightened himself and rose slowly from his knees To send for Paul Saxe! He could not bring himself to do it. He looked at Hie woman in the bed with a sort q£ desperation. She must not die: she must not' Why should she'! The doctors who had been called in at her first, seizure, little more than a year ago. had spoken pityingly of the long scroll of useless life that lay before her. Why should she die now to set the man who hated her free? it was the one •thought that had upheld him through months of bitterness, the one thought ihat had sealed his tongue, given servil ity to word and look under Paul Saxe's insolence—this thought that while Jenny lived she was Paul Saxe's wife, and he a man tied find bound! All this year he had thought nothing of himself, of his own life that was bouiWed now by the four walls of a sick room: al! the ener gies of hts mind and body had been con centrated on this one supreme desire that this woman might live that Pau! Saxe might be held in bondage. He leaned forward, his elbows on his knees, his chin testing on the palm of his hand, watching the still form, think ing his own thoughts, weaving his own web; and once or twice as he sat there thinking, an ugly, shriveled little spider, with death at his elbow, the death he dreaded he smiled, an/l as he smiled the aquiline nose came down a little too far over the colorless lips, and the thick eye brows went up a little too high, and lhe shadowed profile cast on the wall was sinister to a degree. "Grandad- Grandad!” He must have dozed as he sat there watchfng and brooding. sleep had stolen on him out of the ambush of his utter weariness and fatigue. The child's voice, shrill and frightened, roused him witli a start. There was daylight in the room, lhe cold daylight of early morning that | gave a cruel distinctness to every object i In lhe shadowed room, and turned the flickering light of the dy idg lamp to an [ ineffectual blur of yellow. Grandad, mammy's awake. She cried out—something awful. Paul —Paul! That's 'is name, ain't it?" Jex made so savage a gesture with Ills i upraised hand that it silenced even her for the moment. If had required no sec ond glance to show him that while he slept the battle had been fought out and decided, and that death had won. "Paul!” There was no mistaking it now. the name cried our ire that awful voice which was like no voice that he had ever heard before And again. "Paul!” followed by a babble of words that instinct, rather than reason, told him spoke of terror, of a dread of that veiled deaih that even her 'dulled eyes' perceived now lurking beside the bed. i He slipped on his knees. "Jenny, you're asking for Paul Do you wish me to send for him?” It was the eyes that, answered, an- ' swered and appealed. The head moved, | and. slight as the movement d’as. it also | was eloquent of desire. Jex touched her luffid with his own. tenderly. SWEET MEMORIES. "Jenny after the way he treated you. You can't want to see this man. Lass, if 1 sound cruel, 'tie to save you worse suffering What can the sight of him bring you but pain? t'urse him, who never brought you aught but pain.” The eyes, wide open, now looking into his own, spoke a message that he could not understand. The woman, whose feet were straying so far across the borderland, was thinking of what this man had brought her in the past; love, a few months of delirious happiness, a blossom more ex quisite and fragrant than the thorns of disillusionment had been bitter, or so it seemed to Iter now In this moment it was the lover and not the husband she thought of the father of her child not lhe callous beast who had refused to ac cept the responsibilities of parentage, and had decreed that his child be brought up no more gently thq.ii she herself had been. "To say good-bye. . Other words forced themselves out of the swollen lips. Bending hts head. Jex could hear them dreadful, halting words thai seemed to iut their way to his heart and write themselves there He fell his eyes burn and smart, knowing 'of whom they were spoken—-dreading tits disappointment that was inevitable Even if he sent for the man would be come? Turning suddenly. Jex saw the child standing before him. staring at him with her bright, malicious eyes. "So Paul's my father," she said, and at i something In the old man's face, added, hastily, "Yah! d'yer think I didn't know? I've known for days an' days an' days. 1 Ever since he brought that friend here Yer gave yerself away that day. Gran dad. I knew.” She cut a little caper that, devoid as It was of any childish spCntanelty or mirth, seemed doubly out of place in that room where the shadow of death brooded. "I'm Miss Saxe!" she cried, "not Bess Smith. Miss Elizabeth Saxe." Continued Tomorrow. CASTOR IA For Infants and Children. The Kind You Have Always Bought Bears the X/jf fMamatnrs ot The River of Dreams v ■ w ~~ ■’* \ !!. J!l|(. 'Mil, ' aj. £ . TY'TOoW'YW awiii ! m '• TA f l l !I I ! V ■' z' ” The Place Where All Good Sweethearts Go. ADV Ee toThTIO VELORN * By Beatrice Fairfax DON'T GIVE HER UP. Dear Miss Fairfax: I am a young man of twenty, and deeply In love with a girl about .the same age, f see this girl In the train every morning and even ing. as we get on and off at the same station. I would like to make acquaintance with her. but I know of no way in which to do so G. R. You must wait until you find a mu tual acquaintance who will Introduc you. There is no other way. This ad vice may make you very impatient but I am sure you would not thinl much of any girl who would let a youni man step up and introduce himself. BUT YOU MUST HAVE IT. 1 >e.a r Mi ss Fai rfa x: My friends and I are very anx ious to obtain an introduction to two young men. one of whom my friend meets daily between 12 and 1 o'clock. This young man never smiles, but is not as cold us he has been. There is no one who could give us an introduction, and these young men do not know' that we are so very anxious. ANXIOUSLY WAITING. Under no circumstances may yoi speak to a man merely because yoi meet him on the streets. If there is no other way to obtait an introduction, forget him. Forgettlni a man you do not know will not be at painful an ordeal as you think- An< most assuredly not as painful as ai acquaintance made against every rub of propriety might prove. LET YOUR HEART DECIDE. Dear Miss Fairfax: I am a girl of eighteen tears and have been keeping company two tears with a young man two years my senior. We quarrel at times, when he says things to me which do not make me feel ver.' good. Please advise me what to do. as I recently became acquainted with a young' man about five years my senior who treats me very tveil and seems to think a lot of me. .We get along very nicety. He often expressed his desire to take me to places, but on account of a girl friend of his he doesn't think it would be right. UNDECIDED The heart- was nyt in your breast 11 decide just such question*. Perbnp this suggestion may help it to make a : decision: The first man says things that hurl. The second man’s inten- ' tions are in doubt, since lie thinks "it , wouldn't look right" in another girl's eyes if he were seen with you. Hav' none of him! Don't see him again! And unless you love the first man enough to accept his temper as a part of love's toil have none of him. Isn't it ' true that you really love neither? IS HE WORTH MOURNING FOR? I Dear Miss Fairfax: |t I am seventeen ami in love with a man of nineteen Late \ he does ik not show as if he cared for me as ig much as he did. I have some jeal ous f-iends who had something to do with it. I think F. S If he has been turned from you by 'he Jealousy of others, and made no ! attempt to pj-ove their charges false, he does not love \ou sincerely. If you ate nor guilty, time will dis- ’ close it to him. in the meantime, don't fret And di n't. I beg of you apolo gize and be humble in a desire to make up YOU ARE TOO YOUNG FOR LOVE. Deal Miss Fairfax: I am a girl of fifteen and am deeply 111 in love with a young man two years I my senior. I also think he is in love with me He has offended me lately in ln many different ways, hut he says he does not mean to offend me. Kindi' give me some advice. R. M. A girl of fifteen Is too young for the in le - ' I r- “Just Say" ' HORLICK’S It Means Original and Genuine MALTED MILK The Food-drink for All Ages. More healthful than Tea or Coffee. Agrees with the weakest digestion. Delicious, invigorating and nutritious. Rich milk, malted grain, powder form, A quick lunch prepared in a minute. Fake no substitute. Ask for HORLICK’S. Others are imitations. By Nell Brinkley serious game of love, and any age is the wrong age for such an affair to be considered frivolously. His offenses are not serious. The serious question is that you care for any man at your age. If you're still in school, try to forget him in a closer application to your hooks. If not in school, you surely have duties in which you should con centrate your interests. Nadine Face Powder (In Green Row Only.) Makes the Complexion Beautiful S Soft and Velvety It is Pure, Harmless Money Back if B'oi Entirely Pleated. - The soft, velvety appearance re mains until pow der is washed off Purified by a new process. Prevents unburn and return of discolorations. The increasing popularity is wonderful Hdiite, llesh. Pink, Brunette. By toilet counters or mail. Price 50 cents. NATIONAL TOILET COMPANY. Paris. Tmn HOTELS AND RESORTS ATLANTIC CITY. N. J. GRAND ATLANTIC HOTEL. Virginia ave . near Beach and Steel Pier, Open surroundings. Capacity eOO. Hot and cold sea water baths Large rooms, south ern exposure. Elevator to street level, spa cious porches, etc Special week tales; 52.50 up dallv Booklet Coaches meet trams. COOPER * LEEDS. I ntt "VWA flßarl borough’ ? j fJTL/IIVTICCITY.fy I cridine RcAerl House of I lie Uorhl V* ItlsMM WHITf » SONS HIMMNY Getting On In Life Keeping It Up—-By I'horn as Tapper JI'DGE ROGER A. PRYOR, In his i eighty-fourth year, said to a re- t porter of a newspaper: The pass- * Ing of lime hak In itself no effect on man <-r other material things. Wheih- ' era man is or is not in full possession 1 of his mental faculties' in Ills ~'/j pge ' depends entirely how he has used or ' abused the time that has been given 1 l him. Tile most startling work of tlv world has been done by young men. he said gravelv. and this will always be true. I The most enduring work is done hy oid men. And this will always be true. The work of the most mature minds Is likely to be the most valua ble, and old men will always excel in the arts and sciences that do not in volve physical activity. The greatest field marshal in lhe his- ' tory of Austria conducted one of lhe greatest campaigns for the empire In his Eighty-fourth year. But vve can not 1 argue from exceptions. The business of war is distinctly the business of young men. The old men, with the clearer vision of lonjtj experience, come along after the bullets have ceased to fly and form governments and build empires. Gladstone was past the al- ' lotted time when he dropped the bur den of empire building and lay down ] to rest. , What a man or a woman can do in , old age is generally fixed by the life , and habits of youth. If you want to Insure yourself for old age to the end t that you may still be efficient, you . must take out an Insurance, policy in the company of Common Sense. The partners of the company are Health and Energy. These partners are broth- 1 ers. They work conscientiously for those who hold their policies. Man Must Do Something. ' No man need waste the minutes of a ( good working day by planning on re tiring from activity. He may retire from business and do something else, but he will have to do something else with all his might, or he will die be cause his circulation will stop. Any man. young or old, who gets up i in the morning dependent on the day turning up entertainment for him until bedtime, Is a pitiful spectacle. Hts fire has gone out; there is no steam Do You Know— When a ship is sunk or otherwise perishes that part of her cargo that floats on the sea Is termed flotsam: it is jetsam when the ship is in dan ger of being sunk, and to lighten her the goods are cast Into the sea. The site of the highest railway sta tion In the world was pierced recently at .lungfrau-Joch, 11.400 feet above the sea. The tunnel of the famous Jung frau railway emerges here right among the glaciers. There are in Ixindon more Scotsmen than In Aberdeen, more Irish than in Dublin, mole Jews than in Palestine, and more Roman Catholics than in Rome, Eollowing a drought, the first rain to fall contains a vast amount of ammon ia. which is a most valuable stimulant to plant life. —- ! Owing Io the popularity of automatic cigarette lighters. 433.000J100 fewer matches were used In Prance last year. fADOG ON GOOD COAL Best Grade Lump $4.75 High Grade Lump $4.50 High Grade Nut - $4.25 Until July 15th, and for Cash Only THOMAS & HARVILL 153 E. HUNTER ST. Phone.: Bell 2336 M. Atlanta 808 411 DECATUR ST. Atlanta Phone 988. P ■ SEASHORE EXCURSION VIA SOUTHERN RAILWAY Premier Carrier of the South Monday, July 22, 1912 $6.00 Jacksonville Limit 6 days. 8.00 Tampa Limit 8 days. 6.00 Brunswick Limit 6 days. 6.00 St. Simons Limit 6 days. 6.00 Cumberland Limit 6 days. TICKETS GOOD RETURNING ON ANY REGULAR TRAIN WITHIN LIMIT TWO SPECIAL TRAINS FROM ATLANTA FIRST SECTION. SECOND SECTION. Lv. Atlanta 8:00 p. m Lv.Atlanta .. .. .8:30 p. m. Ar. Jacksonville 7:00 a. m. Ar. Jacksonville 7:30 a. m. This train will consist of Pullman This train will consist of first sleeping cars only. class coaches only. Passengers for Brunswick, St. Simons and Cumberland Island will be handled in extra coaches and sleeping cars attached to the regular train leaving Atlanta at 9:30 p. m., arriving Brunswick 7:45 a. m.. where con nection is made with the boats for the Islands. FOR FURTHER INFORMATION. ASK SOUTHERN RAILWAY TICK ET AGENTS. CITY TICKET OFFICE—NO. 1 PEACHTREE ST. BOTH PHONES. TICKET OFFICE—ATLANTA TERMINAL STATION. BOTH PHONES JNO. L. MEEK. JAMES FREEMAN. Asst. Gen'l Pass. Aqt.. Division Passenger Agent, Enuitabl* Rida. Atlanta, Ns. 1 Peachtree St., Allants, In his holler: and his engine can no* move unless he ties up to one in mo tion and gets a free haul. We were all very much excited not long ago by the report that Dr. Wil liam < tsler icommended men of sixty to be chloroformed. He never said anything of the kind. But people be lieved the report- and it was a. crime to make ihat report -for some took it seriously and probably committed sui cide. t Dr. Osler talks and writes sense. If he has any opinion whatever about men of fin, he knows very well that those who are inactive, are gradually chloro forming themselves. If the others are at work, the world is al! th-* better for their services. Many a man's best work has been done in old age. Darwin was old when he w rote the "Descent of Man." Beeth oven went on writing music to the end of his days, though he died comoara tively young, about 6R. Victor Hugo wrote the “Tollers of the Sea" at fi4 Wjilfam de Morgan, author of "Joseph Vance.” did not write anything until he was fi9. Hugo was nearly 70 when he wrote ■'The Man Who Baughs.” The Early Life That Tells. But it is the way we spend early life that makes the later years worth something nr nothing Judge Pryor summed the whole matter up when he said: “After all, the mere passing of the years mjans but little In order to de termine a man's worth 1n the seventh or eighth decade of his life we must first find out how- he spent the first, six or seven. If the mere passing- of time were the only foe to activity and en durance, this house would stand a million years. Our usefulne.ss In our old age depends upon the tranquillity and sincerity of our earlier years." The answer to the question, then, when should a man stop work. Is NEVER. It is better tn be a moving engine than an Imitation of the Car diff Giant. “THE HAIRS OF YOUR HEAD ARE NUMBERED” There la a great deal of truth in th« old saying. Roots die, vitality gives out. The hail begins to turn grey. This is particularly unfortunate as we are all living in an age when to LOOK young means to fill the YOUNG and IMPORTANT positions. Old fogies go to the background. If you should begin to chalk down every day of your life, the exact number of hairs that turn grey, you would be surprised and soon learn that “The Grey Hairs of Pre mature Old Age” come on very quickly, if vow neglect them. Begin to count, and Une HAVS HAIR HEALTH SI 00 sod 50c st Droa Stores or Arect enoa rreeipt of price and dealer'a Mme. Seed Kc fev t riai bottle. Philo Hay Spec. Co.. Newark, NJ. FOR SALE AND RECOMMENDED BY JACOBS' PHARMACY.