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THE GEORGIAN'S MAGAZINE PAGE “The Gates of Silence” By Meta Simmins, Author of "Hushed Up" TODAY’S INSTALLMENT. Then her eyes fastened themselves on jury. The foreman was a tall, thin an. with an elusive resemblance to a famous, much-caricatured politician. She had noticed certain mannerisms that had appeared vaguely familiar, and now. in •n -■ moment of hideous tension, she real .. the source from, which they had sprung. She could see that he was in :■ nsely disturbed by the task laid upon p.m. and she hated and loved him both ~• his agitation. His face was livid, and from time to time he wiped his brow f irtively with his handkerchief, which, like a nervous woman, he had rolled into a tight ball. Gentlemen, are you agreed upon your verdict?" To the man in the dock; to Betty Lums ,Tn. with her eyes fixed on him in that las: glance of despair; to others, less out wardly moved in that vast crowd, the s lence seemed to hiss with one word. Yet th, ( stillness of the court was not broken ter a couple of seconds. The foreman es rd to speak: his voice cracked and he rubbed bis brow nervously. Then the an swer came —came in a voice so shrill, so staccato and unnatural, that at another moment it might have raised a smile. "We are!" Do you find the prisoner guilty or not guilty'." “Guilty!” The faint rustle, like the rustle of wind over grass, which had passed over the court at the first breaking of the silence, increased. Somewhere In those packed benches a women gave a cry; a second answered it, to be silenced instantly. There was an agitated movement. The woman who had cried first had subsided, fainting. No one heeded her. not even her companion of yesterday, with the smelling salts “ ’andy" against such a contingency. "And that is the verdict of you all?” "Os every one of us.” Unco again the old fierce Justice had been done. A life for a life—a life given for a life taken —even if the life to be paid out were a-n innocent one. (inee more blind Justice ploughed on in her car, the sharp blades of its wheels mowing down the irinocenl and the guilty alike. Caught On. "Guilty!" The words came to Jack Itimington's ears accompanied not by tear.-, but by a gust of Hate’s laughter. <’aught on! And not a commiserating w. ■ d or look from one bf those friends wi:o would have crowded round him had i titc smiled and not frowned: if Hate had snar.'d that holocaust at Westport and the tragic comedy of the house of the clocks. Then, like a stab of agony, the thought of Betty! She was staring at him. and the sight of her face was like a knife turned in his heart. What did that look moan? Why did she stretch out her hand and let' it fall? Heaven! —she was not going to make a scene—a useless scene that would result in nothing but the bringing about her of the bloodhounds of publicity. His lips moved in a voiceless prayer, not for himself, but for the women he loved. God help her to be brave —help her to be silent. "Not guilty!” The same clear, ringing voice, in which ho had uttered his plea, responding now to the usual question as to whether he could adduce any reason why sentence should not be passed against him. "I declare before God that I am not guilty." Nothing dramatic, nothing sensational, only a brave man meeting his fate as an llrglishman should, and showing an un broken front to friend and foe alike. There was something In Jack Itimington’s demeanor at tliat supreme moment which shook the conviction of more than one spectator, something in the carriage of his upright form, his unruffled look that helped to dispel the unfavorable impres sion that had grown steadily through the two days of the trial. The intense silence of the court was broken by the sudden rustling of crisp paper. lake a man forgetful of his sur roundings. Paul Saxe had crushed some papers, on which he had been making notes from time to time, in his slim, yel low hands. I he judge began Io put on the black ■up. He was a tall, lean man. with a parchment-hued, lined face and vivid. Piercing eyes- the very ideal of a banging judge according to popular fancy; and the - nail square of black velvet gave him a dreadful and sinister look. But it was not at the judge that the myriad eyes of the ' '■ url looked, but at the prisoner in the "JOHN RIMI'NGTON!” The Judge’s voice was very solemn-sounding in the deathlike silence. “The jury have found the only verdict which it seems to me was possible according to their oath and their conscience. It only remains to me now to oass the sentence of the law upon you. It Skied IfoutfeS! Against ™ Against X Substitutes ••• Imitations Get the Well-Known Round Package WF Ml W Skaill MALTED MILK Made in the largest, best equipped and sanitary Malted {Owm plant in the world We do not make "milk - S Skim Milk, Condensed Milk, etc. But a** Original-Genuine HORLICK’S MALTED MILK Made from pure, full-cream milk fow?"TwTißTia6i*w,7 and the extract of select malted grain, reduced to powder form, soluble in MFASK FOR HORLICK’S Used all over the Globe is that you be taken hence to the place from whence you came and from thence to 1 a place of lawful execution, and that then i and there you be hanged by the neck un til you are dead. And that your body be buried within the precincts of the prison wherein you shall have been last confined after you conviction. And may the Lord i have mercy upon your soul.” The prison chaplain uttered a low ! ‘Amen.” “May the Lord!” Oh. surely God must intervene—it couldn’t be possible that a i man should suffer the supreme penalty for i another's sin. The world grew suddenly I dark about Betty Lumsden, and the sound of many waters roared in her ears. As the sound of the chaplain’s single, softly uttered word died, the silence be-j i came a hum—a hum instantly subdued not by the ushers but by a unanimously con centrated interest. Some one had risen in the court —a woman. Several men rose hastily and went to her assistance. One man laid his hand on her. but she shook it off with a cry it , was Paul Saxe. “Let me speak “ , At the sound of this upraised voice, the prisoner showed the first sign of emotion , he had displayed during the course of the trial. His face suddenly ashen, he leaned j forward, his hands grasping the bar in • front of him. But it was not at the woman’s face not at Betty Lumsden’s griefconfronted face that his eyes were fixed. It was at Haul Saxe that he looked with a glance of en treaty. I “I” The sound whs hardly audible: as ■ the girl uttered it she fell forward heaily. , i the last sight that Jack Rimington saw II as he was being hurried from the dock I i was the inert body of the fainting woman he loved supported by Paul Saxe’s arms. • ; face like a white dower against the , I blackness of his shoulder. * ♦ • J That v. as the memory that made of each of the long hours of the night, when he la\ staring with wide eyes into the semi-darkness of his prison cell, a separate inferno for Jack Rimington. rather than the thought of the death . that was so soon to come to him. In the half-numbed. half-dazed condition to which fatigue and nervous strain had reduced him. this coming death seemed all-merciful. I« vely. a veiled bride whose kiss would bring forgetfulness. After wards would come the moment of awak ening. the inevitable struggle when the love of life that lies so close and deep in ■ the heart of every one of us had quick i cned. But in the meantime, for his tor ture. more bitter than the lash, the mem ory of this picture burned in upon his ; brain- Betty in another’s arms Betty- Betty! The walls of the cell widened out and disappeared. The hard stretch of the bed on which he lay lessened to the sea,t of a punt, and he sat under the shadow of overhanging trees and told a girl that old story which is ever new: “I love you, Betty! Betty, I love you!” A sudden cry broke from him; he start ed up and >sat on the edge of the bed. his head on his hands, his body shaken by a man’s awful, tearless sobs. Not for him love’s dalliance, not for him the bright eyes of the woman he loved. How Mng would the same world hold them both? They had told him. but he had forgotten. A few hours -a few days and then To be taken hence to a place of law ful execution, and there to be hanged by the neck until he was dead. It wasn't just. God knew he could not bear it. Ho started un wildly’ and dashed toward the door of the cell like a man possessed by a ’sudden madness. The , light falling through the spy-hole in the door showed his face in that moment to the vigilant watcher as something less , than human. Then, with a hardly con scious instinct, Rimington flung up his hards guarding!}’. before his face, as though he realized that it was not law ful that any eyes should look down into the. utter nakedness of his tortured soul. The Bitterness of Death. A gray 7 day succeeded the gray’ after noon when Fate had rung down the cur ’ tain on the last scene in the last art of the tragedy of a man's life. To Rirning ton. staring wide-eyed through the long hours of the night, watching for the first glimpse of daylight through the high win ’ (lows of his cell, the night had seemed a ’ year. After that moment of madness that came to him, when only the knowledge that he was watched by strange eyes— eyes that could only look on him with a callous curiosity—had given him strength to catch at his slipping self . control, a certain torpor had settled down . on him. and he had sunk back on his I bed trying to resign himself to the fact , that now. till the hour of his death, he • would never bo alone. i Three weeks to live! Continued Tomorrow. Some Summer Modes T*- For Morning and Afternoon FROM THE LATEST DESIGNS OF THE PARIS AND BERLIN COUTURIERES, IWP/A. f V w HMf 49' ■ »*' ’ ■ FJ/ 4k I/ 1 V Hr IF ftKV Htwl I ' I Hi Wil /1 Vm i fll w • wHH iOW W / U ’ w’<l 91W - ■Mfwl'pq nWhit ■ JHrJB i '99L fßjSJh4fci // A Walking , \ A Pannier Gown. Cortume— / i a ■ x The jacket and Carried out in pannier are here fine white mate- j / made of rial relieved by a ' / whi c h is also narrow black . J 0 used for the band running A J ' embroidered down the front panel, which falls of the skirt; ° Ver t * ie ront this makes a Hl of the skirt. very effective —G_ Drap de soie is walking costume. the material used for the skirt. An Attractive Wrap. Phis is a new and most attractive form of wrap fo> daytime wear. The kimono and bodice are of rich j ? over rose-colored satin; the broa<j- rovers and wide cuffs are of the same satin. Note the simple but charming S ? fastening formed ot toulpiiux <>f si k and la. <-covFVPd buttons, < Th, skirt portion of this wrap is made of. nntura! colored shantung. 5 ADVICE TO THE LOVELORN * By Beatrice Fairfax I PERHAPS SHE WOULDN’T CARE. Dear Miss Fail fax: I am a young man of twenty two, and have bet n keeping com pany with a girl a few years my junior. Lately she has become Jealous because she raw me dancing with other girls, and this resulted in a quarrel. I would like to discontinue my acquaintance with her because of her foolish actions. I do not think that quarreling on trifling things would make a happy home. I would like to tell her about il. but do not want to make her feel bad about it. G. M. Would you object if she danced with other men? Are you as fair to her as you demand that she be to you? You aiv right in thinking that quar reling so much means unhappiness for both, but don't be too sure that her heart will break if you "discontinue the acquaintance.” If she has the right sort of pride, she will welcome the release. TEACH HER TO BELIEVE. Dear Miss Pairfax: I've been keeping company with a young lady for the past three months and I love her dearly. How can I prove my love to her? I show it and she knows 1 love her, but she does not believe me. Tite reason she does not believe is she has kept company with many other fellows, and she says 1 am like the rest. J. F. The girl undoubtedly has had an ex perience in which her faith in mankind was badly shattered. You must teach her you are better than the others. She must learn there is a devotion that never fails. You are honest; you are honorable; you are true. She can not accept all this at one gulp. Let your conduct each day prove It. HE IS LOYAL, AT LEAST. Dear .Miss Fairfax: I like a young man who calls at my home. When alone with me he reprimands me for anything I did or said while out with boys and girls. The part I do not under stand is, should any one dale to say anything against me. he "ill call this person down, no matter where or with whom. PERPLEXED He finds fault with you. but it is to your face. And his defense of you when you are not present is pleasing and fine. Don't forget that such loyalty is rare. Perhaps his criticism of your conduct is deserved. Did you ever think of that? Perhaps it has a better origin than simply a desire to find fault. YOU DON’T LOVE HIM. Dear Miss Fairfax: 1 am nineteen .'ears of age and have known a young man for the past three months. This young man comes to see me twice a week and is very prompt in keeping his engagements. During the last three weeks I have been quarreling with him constantly, merely through Jealousy. He has given up all his girl friends, of which he had many, for me. Now, do you think it would be proper for me to give up my gentlemen friends? He has spoken of marriage to me. Do you think I should entertain such an idea, only knowing him such a short time? On his last visit I had a quarrel with him and feel very sorry, as it was my fault. Do you think it would be proper for me to tell him so when hi calls again, and "ill you kindly let me know how I can stop thts constant quarreling, as I dearly love him? ERASTUS, ’O6. Love can not ho defined as "liking one young man more than all other admirers." Perhaps you don't like them very much. If you quarrel constantly, you should not think of marriage, for the quarrels after that event would be more serious and more painful. Ho is more generous than you, as he gave up all his friends for you and you DO YOU KnOW- Wireless has done great hings for men in general, and for Mr. Pickerel!, the operator on the Vasari, in particu lar. The vessel recently reached Sandy Hook. By the rolling of the ship a cage, containing a leopard for the zoo logical gardens in Now York, was over turned and the beast escaped. Mr. Pickerel was in his cabin and the door was open. He was watching the needle, and in the semi-darkness he saw the ! leopard peeping in. While tbeast was making up his mind what to do, the operator flooded the cabin with the electric light. It had the desired effect, and the terrified leopard beat a retreat. The operator then closed the door ami telephoned the crew. Talking machine records made by photographs will be the next develop ment In the reproduction of sound. Invented by a Russian named Lifsehitz, a new machine has been made- which, if is claimed, reprodm es music and sounds of any kind with perfect clear ness. without any rasping or scraping defects, Tite records are made entirely by photography. England can boast that no other country possesses so many Scriptural place mimes as It does. The n irne of Jericho qciurs si,x times >4) . thw Q.l'd-. nance maps. Paradise five times, and Nineveh, Mount Zion, Mount Ararat, and Mount; Ephraim three times each. In Bedfordshire' there Is a Calvary Wood, and in Dorsetshire a Jordan Hill. Dr. Denison Samuel Millet, chief metropolitan inspector of the Bank of New South Wales, has just been ap pointed governor of the commonwealth bank for seven years. He receives a salary of s2b.i»oo, the next highest in the Australian banking-world. <>ne of the world's largest ranches is managed by Mr*. Henrietta M King, of Texas. Mrs. Kiri?, who is 78, retains an active part in the running of her property of ;u.'r.es. have not given up any for him. I am sure you don't love him. and that such a stormy courtship as yours means rough sailing if you wed. HAVEN’T YOU LET HIM KNOW ITT Dear Miss- Fairfax: I am deeply in love with a young man two years my senior, and have tried every way to win him. He visits me frequently and often sends mo presents, but still goes out with other girls. W. B. H. You have made a mistake in letting him see you love him. Your second error was in accepting his gifts. Accept no more. Put yourself a lit tle above all other girls, and I am sure he will think more of you. He will at least begin to take a special interest in you, and therein lies the awakening of love. MUCH DEPENDS ON THE MAN. Dear Mists Fairfax: I have known a young man for a month or so. He. being a great motorist, wishes me to go out in the car with him. Do you think it proper for me to go without a chap eron ? E. B. The habits of a man. his character, the length of time a gill has known him, the opinion of her parents con cerning him—-all count in determining such a question. Rut it is always safer to have a chap eron. and a chaperon in your case is a necessity; for you have known him only a month'. Go and Look Bn Your Mirror Gray hair adds fully 10 years to your looks. Go and look in you'- mirror, and look without seeing those white hairs. Wny, your eyes are brighter, and you’' cheeks actually dimple with pleasure. What a difference those few white hair.’ make! You'd look five years younger i,han Mis. Blank, next door, if it wasn’t for tiiose few white halls, and another vi ar or so and your whole head will be gray! 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Regular large «!ze.'7sc; postpaid. 90c. Jacobs' Phar maev Atlanta. Daysey Mayme and Her Folks By Frances L. Garside IF there had been anything in The Complete Letter Writers Friend that fitted the case. Lysander John Appleton's task would have been easy. But though he looked it through from cover to cover, he found nothing. "What’s the use of writing one, any way?" he grumbled to his wife. "He knows I'm sorry." "You men," replied his wife, "never do the Proper Thing. 1 have written all the letters of condolence and con gratulation to your kin ever since I married you. Now, 1 insist on your taking a turn.* He sweat blood for an hour, and tried so hard that finally Mrs. Appleton and Daysey Mayme wrote models for him, and left him to his task. Mrs. Appleton's and Daysey Mayme's letters were very much alike. There was much in them about Reconciliation, and a Reunion Up Yonder, and the Dear Departed being Better Off, and Daysey Mayme wound up hers with the Beautiful Sentiment that "The same hand of providence that dealt you this Blow will bend a tender Ear to your cry of Distress.” Lysander John scratched his head at this beautiful sentiment. “If 1 wrote Tom a letter like that,” he said, "he’d stop here on his way back from the cemetery to thrash me." His wife had expressed the regret many times In bis presence that there are no men these days as polite as Chesterfield. Chesterfield! A happy thought! He would read a life of Chesterfield and find his model letter there. He found it! "I hope, honored and respected sir," Lysander John wrote his bereaved rel ative after some hours perusal of the life of Chesterfield, “that you will do me the Justice to be persuaded that I am not insensible to your unhappiness nor unaware of your emotions of distress, Mme. 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X, WOOIXBT a MSL BA Vlriw tUaliariaM.lKMa.te, and I take part in your anguish and seek the distinguished honor of sharing your grief, and shall ever be affected when misfortune comes to you. With these desires uppermost in a mind made tender by remembrance of your sorrow and darkened by the memory of the loss you sustain in the departure of that most gentle presence. I beg for the honor, respected and most beloved sir, of subscribing myself your most humble and abject of friends, Lysander John Appleton.” Lysander John wrote it in a very neat hand. Then he put it aside to show his wife and daughter, and tn a very scrawling hand wrote and sent this to his bereaved kinsman: "Blame it all, I 'm sorry. L. J. A." When he showed his wife the "copy” of his eloquent letter of condolence sh« was greatly delighted. “Why, you could write a book,” she cried. Lysander John winked at the dog. and modestly bared his head for the laurels. 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