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THE QEO MACrAZIMEi PAOrE “The Gates of Silence” By Meta St mm ins, Author of "Hushed Up” TODAY’S INSTALLMENT. Perhaps the old man would have dealt t he bl" w his hand was u P raiscd to deal ’ •he blow the child cried out against, joining her voice to the moaning on the had not the tinkling of the shop bell "-•Mel. and a cry up the stairs an nonnced the arrival of the woma-: who ( . anl e for daily work. Dodging him, the ' . tnelike child ran down to greet her, ar '.- Jex, calling her back, ’and bidding X woman come upstairs to stay with Ite nvalid. went downstairs into the shop jo telephone to Paul Saxe. Paul Saxe was an early riser, perhaps because he had lived so long in coun tries where men rise early to get the better of the sun, and this morning he was already engaged with his private cor respondence, in his own room at the pa latial offices in Chichester House, full bait an hour before the meanest of his Herks was timed to put in an appear ance. when the message of the proprie tor of the Toby Jug came through to blm across the wires. This morning, despite the pleasant freshness of the atmosphere, the financier looked a little jaded. There were shad ows about his eyes and a certain tense look about the lips which so often smiled His tone as he answered Sam uel Jex's call was far from pacific. If he could have seen the look on the face of the man who spoke he might, diplomat ist as he was, have spokep differently. •■What’s that: Jenny ill? Well, what the mischief do you ring me up to tell me that for" Is she ever anything else? If-" Even over the wires Jex knew what tbe conclusion of that broken sentence was. and he answered it. ■ She is," he said. "Dying. She’s asked to see you. sir; otherwise 1 would not have troubled. Can’t last more’n a cou ple of hours, the doctor fells me!” "What?" The receiver shook in Paul Saxe's hand To the man listening in the harkened shop in Westminster that one word seemed like a shout of triumph. “I am sorry to hear that—very sudden, surely’.’ Do you think there is any good purpose to be gained by my coming?” •She asked for you, sir. A dying wom an's whim, maybe, but I couldn't refuse to send for you.” 'Well if it won't disturb her. or create a scene. I'll come. You'll undertake there will be no scene. Jex?” ■'l'll undertake that, sir." A Common Error. What held Paul Saxe’s ears, usually so sensitive to every change of tone, that he could not discern the scorn and malice that spoke in the old man's quavering voice'.' Clever as he was, he bad fallen Into the error, than which none is more fatal, of forgetting that no enemy is so mean as to be altogether despised. All right. I’ll be with you as soon as I can.” Saxe rang off and hung up the receiver. He leaned his elbows on the table and sat staring into space. Jennie dying— Jennie, the woman he had tied like a millstone around his neck in a moment of boyish folly! Then, : the one barrier he feared between him and his desire —that barrier he had schemed to remove—had been broken down by a stronger, more efficient hand than his. Jennie—a curious look passed over his face. What a beau tiful animal she had been —what a help to him in those shady games he had played during the first years of their married life Had any man ever had such a de coy? Her absolute stupidity, her inalien able faith in him, had rendered her su preme And she was dying! Well, a good job. too—for herself, he meant, as well as for him. She had only been a misery to herself. If It were not for the confounded child, ft was the best thing that could happen. Still, the child could easily be disposed of Site was only a child and knew noth ing, and Jex's tongue was effectually sealed Paul Saxe's eyes grew hard and bright as he sat there, as his eyes were ... : i A. 1 BEAUTIFUL HANDS AND ARMS A FAMOUS BEAUTY GIVES HER SECRET TO THE WORLD A Tree Prescription You Can Prepare At Your Own Home. Many women take perfect care of 'heir face and clothes, yet neglect their hands Rough, red hands are almost as unattractive as ill-kept teeth. ' is a simple, easy matter to keep ■ vn '“' iiands smooth and beautiful. The 1 "wing prescription, which you can ipottnd at your own home, is famous the marvellous, instantaneous re sult it gives: 1 from your druggist one ounce of Kulux Compound. 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Then, as he listened, a strange look came over his face and he cried an angry question into the instrument—a question that received no answer, for the message that had come tinkling over the wires was this: “The rich man said to his soul, ‘Thou hast much goods laid up for many years: eat. drink and be merry.' But God said to him —are you listening, Paul Saxe?— ■Thou fool, this night thy soul shall be required of thee!’ ” Thumbs Down. Very few women had been able to gain admission to the Old Bailey this morning, where, as one of the more pic turesquely phrased journals had put it, “the gladiatorial combat of ancient Rome was to be reproduced with the principal court for the arena, and the nerve-tin gling sight of a man fighting with all his powers of mind and body for his life for spectacle.” Seldom had a case created so much uni versal Interest as this had done; no arti ficial interest skillfully fanned by adroit journalism, but a genuine, palpitating in terest that spread through every class. The personality of the accused, his posi tion in life, his almost utter absence of defense as displayed at the inquiry, in themselves were stimulants to public cu riosity. without the sensational facts of the wrongfully accused man with the faked jewel, his amazing escape from Brixton jail, and his still more amazing death at the house of Anthony Barring ton, the artist, who had shot him as he was making his escape from his house in Princes Gate, where he had perpetrated a peculiarly daring robbery of a large sum in bank notes. Amateur criminal investigation had not been slow to see a more than usually strange coincidence in the dramatic death of the man first accused of this murder in the house of a relative by marriage of the woman to whom the prisoner of to day’s trial was now believed to have been engaged. The fact of the engagement had been flatly contradicted in the press by the lady's father. Sir George Lums den. But where is there smoke without a fire? And the world still wondered No. so the police, who, at the inquest on Levasseur, had exonerated Mr. Barring ton from all blame. A CURIOUS CROWD. Such women as. by dint of the patience of their sex and the subtlety of their latent savagery, had managed to secure seats in the raised tier of benches bore a curious look on their faces —a look not al together pleasant, of brooding, of halt fearful expectancy, and appeared full of a nervous Irritabil’*” that found its vent in open antagonism of each other. The alert, unabashed cheerfulness of one woman, with a large, flat face, out of which rose, with a determined air of making the most of itself, a small, peaked nose, who had settled herself in the cen ter of a row with an opera glass, a tin of sandwiches, and a pocket flask, was something of an exception “You'd better left those spy glasses at home," a sour-looking little man to her right said, contemptuously. “You’ll get into trouble if you try to use them here." The woman's companion drew a little breath as she leaned forward and looked down. She was tall and slight, and very heavily veiled: the large-faced woman, who was given to such general izings, had already set her down as a su perior lady’s maid out of a situation, for her gloves were shabby and her coat and skirt showed signs of hard wear. What she did not see was. how the dark eyes behind the veil dilated at the sight of the man who from his place in the dock looked straight before him. lithe, erect, and. save for a certain pallor, as iittle like a man who came into that place with the shame and stigma of the magis terial Inquiry upon his shoulders, with its verdict and committal, that seemed to make of this further trial a tragic farce, as might be. "Not a ghost of a chance the man's touched in his head." the veiled woman heard some one whisper behind her, and her hands clenched tightly together as she looked steadfastly at Rimington be hind the disfiguring veil. "Never you mind, father," she said with exasperating good humor, turning on the speaker, who had bachelor writ ten on every line of his sallow face; “I'll bear my town trouble when the time comes." Nevertheless, she disposed her rusty net scarf adroitly over the glasses before she turned with aggressive determination to make conversation with her feminine neighbor to the left. “It's one of the biggest cases as has bin before the public for years, bar none,” she said dogmatically. "Pore young fel ler —they say as his tongue's tied by some secret obligation-that there's a woman in the case —but bless you—l was at the magisterial inquiry—I've took an interest in the case from the first—my 'usband aving bin clerk to that there Fitzstephen wen e was in a very small way of business indeed, and it’s my own belief 'e's as guilty"— The rest of her statement of opinion was drowned by the hum of excitement, sternly repressed, that spread over the teeming tiers of seats as Jack Rimington, accused of the Tempest street murder, entered the dock Had she been closer to the man in the dock, whose face was now turned directly toward her as he looked at the judge, who was just taking his seat; had she been able to summon courage enough to raise the veil that blurred her sight, she would have seen a very considerable dif ference In the man below from the man who had so resolutely and steadfastly gone through the ordeal of the magisterial in quiry. at which she had also been present, a few weeks ago There was a certain deadening In Rimlngton's eyes, a harden ing of the whole face, that one who knew him instinctively, who loved him, for in stance, as another woman—sitting in the body of the court —loved him. would have been quick to notice IJke the majority of the spectators, Rimington had formed his own judgment as to the outcome of this trial, which, not yet begun, might end today or drag out its slow length of pain for another week. It rang in his ears even while he gave out his plea— " Not guilty!”—in a clear, firm voice "We .find him guilty!" That would be the verdict of the jury who. with their harassed-looking foreman, were eyeing him furtively Returning their scrutiny with a deliberation that brought every tvpe of countenance they represented forcibly to his mind, he told himself that, varying as their physiognomy mlgiii be, their minds were inimical to him to a man Continued Tomorrow, • The Making of a Pretty Girl No. 2.—F/at~Chestedness, Weah Lungs, and the Remedy By Margaret Hubbard Ayer. ALL you pretty girls know that beauty is founded on good health and if there's one special thing that good health depends on it is a good pair of lungs. I believe In many kinds of good toi let preparations and face creams and in lots of beauty treatments-r-but first and foremost. I believe in plain health. When I was a little girl I was sup posed to have weak lungs and possible tendency toward consumption. For six years most of my time was spent de veloping lung power and strength and, while it’s vulgar to brag, I don't be lieve there's a better pair of feminine lungs in town than mine, and they were manufactured by hard work. 1 exer cised every day for three hours under different doctors and physical culture instructors, developing lung power and straightening out a crooked back. Besides that, I had a regular gymna sium apparatus in the house with a fine trapeze, and was constantly encouraged to exercise in the evening after my regular work for the day was over. 1 was made to breathe right by an old doctor, who could be very severe and insisted on respectful attention and strict obedience. About ten times a day I had to go to the open window and do my breathing exercise. For a long time these exercises had to be counted by.the clock —first two, then three, then five minutes—and some grown person superintended them, holding a hot and irritating hand upon my diaphragm, GIRLS WHQ Stoop Over Girls Who Stoop Over Books Need to Develop. A child is soon taught how to breathe and instantly feels the good effects of fresh air. Put your hands around the child's lower ribs, holding very loosely, of course, and make it expand its chest and ribs and fill its lungs. If you will do this systematically two or three times a day. treating the thing as a sort of game, the child will soon join in the fun and learn to bieatne property before it has got into bad habits of breathing. These bad habits are gen erally acquired In the first school years. Frequently a child stoops over its books, because there is something the matter with Its eyesight, or else be cause the bench or desk is not properly adjusted to the pupil's height. Girls who stoop over their books soon acquire bent shoulders and the chest gets no chance to develop properly. More and more school teachers are paying attention to this question of the proper height of the child’s desk, and when there is much studying to be. done at home the parents ought to see to it that the desk or table at which the work is..done is of the correct height, so the child doesn’t have to bend over. The bent little pupil develops into a girl with a weak chest, and she is the one who is constantly writing me about pale cheeks, hollows under her eyes, hollow cheeks and other so-called com plexion ills which have really nothing to do with the complexion at all, but are caused by improper lung develop ment. Never Too Late to Learn To Breathe Right. Fortunately, it is never too late to learn to breathe right. Whether you are seven or seventy this is your op portunity. 1 know several dear old ladies who practice their daily breath ing exercises as religiously as they learned to do so in the last few years say their prayers, and who have only with great benefit to their health. The simplest breathing exercise Is simply to stand erect, preferably before the open window, with arms extended in front and hands clasped: loosen the hands, separate and sweep the arms backward, while inhaling a very deep breath. Now throw the arms back ward as far as possible, holding the breath; swing the arms forward and exhale. Keep this up for five minutes. A pair of light dumbbells will help the girl with the weak chest, providing she practices with them regularly. But that is the whole trouble. If you start out to develop your lungs, you can not make a violent effort one day and then rest for a week or two. Patient, sys tematic work is necessary, and it should really be continued in modera tion for the rest of one's natural life, if one wishes to keep in trim Never, do your exercises in tight clothes, and in using the dumbbells stand very straight, the chest out. shoulders back, raise the arms above the head, lower them to the shoulders, extend the arms out level with the shoulders and swing the arms and dumbbells backward, sideways and Advice to the Lovelorn YOU ARE A VERY FOOLISH GIRL. Deai’ Miss Fairfax. 1 am seventeen, and recently became acquainted with a young man about four years my senior. I have not met Him more than six times and he has accused me of sending him mail without a signa ture and he has called me down in a very sarcastic manner. I dearly love him. Shall I ignore him or pay him the same attentions as be fore? He acts as if he doesn’t care for me. EDITH. You love a man whom you have seen only six\tlmes and who accuses you of a very contemptible thing” My dear young woman, you don't know what love is! You must never see this man again or write him. And you must put him out of your mind. That he was ever in your heart I doubt, for I refuse to entertain the thought that any woman holds het love »o cheaply. /fl ■E-' (kF & - fly/ Zb IBi flßn üBII . y yfffl S" t®/ */ /SW4A ' - viz. . ■ lira- ' < /wfO flfu Bm I B B Jit Ilf ® BB Ik r 888 wh p I IBM ’ a oh/ ? j - l I ’ Wu/fflPfl THE GIRL WITH THE FLAT CHEST down movements of the arms with Hie dumbbells ate all good for the girl with the delicate chest, and they arc too well known to be described. These exercises should be practiced fifteen minutes in a room where the air is good. or. better still, out of doors. Don't get overfatigued at first, and do arm and shoulder exercise rather than taking long and exhaustive walks, especially In summer time. The girl with the weak chest shouldn't let her self get overfatigued, and she should be careful to select as nourishing a diet as possible. An egg beaten up in milk and taken during the forenoon and again in the afternoon will pul roses into pale cheeks more success fully than the best kind of rouge. Harden Throat by Bathing It With Cold Water. Another thing 1 should advise the girl with the weak chest to start in is strengthening and hardening her throat. She can massage, it with t» skin food if she likes but bathing it in cold water after the morning bath, and going without a. collar right into cold weather will fortify her against win ter colds. As the cooler days come use cold water to spray or sponge the throat with, and don’t wear furs. West a very warm coat if necessary By BEATRICE FAIRFAX QUIT CALLING ON HER. Deal Miss Fairfax: I know a girl several years my senior, and since a year ago. the time I first met her. she has showed me great attention. Al though site never told tne she loved me. she gave me tinny proofs of it. I do not love her and never tried to make het think so. but seeing that the thing would never end this way, I beg you to advise me how to let her know my feelings without hurting he)'. I- A. Perhaps you imagine she loves you men older and wiser than you have! frequently deceived themselves that way. Don't tell hep you don't love her that would only humiliate her. A bet ter way is to avoid seeing her. Don't call on het. Absent yourself from I places where you wouiri likely meet het. and she .will soon see that you are in" ■ different to her. but it's too warm today Io talk to you about furs and winter clothing. Learn to breathe now, and by the time winter comes you won't be in the class witli the other girls whose chests are weak. THIS WOMAN'S TROUBLES GONE Terrible Cramps, Dizzy Spells Nervousness, Misery—Her Story of How She Got Well Again. 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Ah, she knew what to do! Putting the Dear Little Thing in a paper bag, she went to the corner grocery. While the grocer was doing up her order, she opened the bag. and lei the mouse out. She watched it scamper to a hole in the wall and disappear with joy and thanksgiving. Site had done more than save its life! By taking it to the grocery store she XL Indianapolis or Chicago are most conveniently reached byway of Cin cinnati or Louisville. Numerous splendidly equipped trains afford extremely good ser vice from these points every day, via New York (fen tral Lines Big Ftnrr Route Parlor Cars, Case Dining Cars, Electric-lighted Sleeping Cars, Day Coaches, splendid road bed and best of service, assure all the com forts and conveniences of modem travel. Tickets, rtsemaiions, time of trains and further information, gladly furnished by applying to E. E. SMITH. Traveling Passenger Agent Atlanta, Ga. 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