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THE GEORGIANS MAGAZINE, PAGE “The Gates of Silence” By Meta Simtnins, Author of “Hushed Up" TODAY’S INSTALLMENT. The remembrance of the time-limit from the day of condemnation had to him as he lay there, not by jXmbrance of the words spoken to him his warders, but subconsciously .sroueh words written in the very heart’s Hood of a man who had sinned and suffered: T he man in red who reads the Law Cave him three weeks of life, Three little weeks i» which to heal His soul of his soul’s strife. \nd all through .the night the words haunted him, those words and others , ha . told, In burning language, what lay n store for him when the three leaden had dragged their slow length along. The moment of awakening had come a H too soon, and lying there—"as one sees most fearful things in the crystal of a dream”—he saw “the greasy hempen rOP e hooked to a blackened beam.” Three weeks to And at the end murderer's fate and the murderer’s •■shroud of flame." At that thought Rimington had turned his face to the "tor three weeks he must live, watched day and night—eat, drink, exercise, that he might keep himself fit and well against the day of his death. The re volting. ghastly barbarism of it all! \way in the blue-and-white bed room in the house by the river at Weybourne, under the picture of the Good Shepherd of which she had told him—which, in deed, he had seen ten years ago when they had played together boy and girl— what was Betty thinking of—Betty, whom he had last seen in the arms of Paul Saxe? Did she know of this awful for malism, that to Rimington, as he thought of it, seemed in its precise cold-blooded ness more dreadful, more cruel, than those old rough-and-ready methods of execution the world now execrates? Had • .-he read and remembered something of these methods, or did her woman’s im agination compass something more awful still? Three weeks to live, and after that the gallows! Oh, the ignominy of it! The awful, bitter shamel Remembering the stricken old man and woman, his uncle and aunt, In the Red House. In its tan gled, neglected garden by the river, Rim ington felt the perspiration break out In beads on h'ls brow. First Toby and now himself! It was not for nothing that Betty Lumsden, on that first joyous day of her wooing, bad felt the shadow of the man lying dead in his grave, thousands of miles across the sea, fall coldly across her sunlit path in those Thames sid£ woods. Thoughts too poignant, too soul-searing and sacred to be set down; thoughts of bitterness and revenge: thoughts also of those things that are as high above these ignoble passions as the heavens are above the earth —the mind of the man lying with his face to the wall had been a battlefield where a thousand conflict ing emotions warred together. Never had any sound in life seemed so welcome to him as the clamor of the prison bell, breaking at last the Intolerable stillness that seemed to have lasted an enternity. Something to do, occupation for the body to help to stem that awful advanc ing tide of thought. Rimington even forced himeelf to eat something of the breakfast provided for him, and found a certain solace, as a woman .might have >/W£L&y C.—_— I Give the little folks all the Faust I Macaroni they want. It s a wholesome I I and nourishing food contains just the 1 elements required hy their growing bodies. I || AT YOUR GROCER S I / 1 Zn sealed packages 5c and 10c \ C«ns MAULL BROS., St. Louio, Mo. 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Luxuries for the condemned man— in the three weeks of life that were left to him, he would fare sumptuously in comparison with the other men hemmed in by prison walls, who see the face of the sky only through a lattice of iron bars. In Brixton, while waiting his trial. Rftn ington had disliked nothing more than the daily chapel. Not because he was irrelig ious, but simply because there, more than in any other place or in pursuit of any other occupation, it seemed to him the’ whole awful degradation was more clearly, more bitterly brought home to heart and mind. The rows of convicts in their garb of varying hideousness, every evil character istic of facial shape and expression thrown into strong relief by their shaven faces and shorn heads; the attendant warders, who naturally made no pretense of devotion or attention; the ugly blasphemies of the prisoners, made under cover of the sing Ing; the ribald conversations carried on under shelter of the responses—the whole ugly formalism of it all had sick ened him. It was no one s fault—not the fault of the chaplain, who could not force his office on any man without his own de sire; not the fault of the officials, least of all the fault of liturgy, curtailed and mu tilated though It was—merely the result of brutalized men herded together in a ghastly wilderness of silence, making use of the only outlet for speech that they possessed. But this morning it was very different —this morning that was the ante-chamber to the day of death! Like a man in a dream Rimington marched to the chapel; like a man in a dream, thinking nothing of how his presence there, a man set apart, added horror to those who shared in the service with him. for these living, fettered men who saw before them, in his solitary state, the man who was to swing in three weeks time. For Rimington there was new life in the words the chap lain read in his cultured voice that sound ed so strangely thin and rarefied in con trast to the robust, coarse volume of the prisoners’ voices. The prayers passed him like smoke; his own desire rosW up, formless and vaporous, mingling with them. FAMILIAR WORDS. Familiar words sounded in his ear. stir ring long-dead memories in his heart. “Lord. Thou hast been our refuge from one generation to another. . . . When Thou art angry all our days are gone: we bring our years to an end, as it were a tale that is told.” Memories stirring in his heart of the doomed man as he listens —memories of a little gray church in Suffolk village, of a green churchyard within sound of the sea —memories that crystallize suddenly, over whelmingly, into a knowledge of where last he consciously heard those words—by the side of an open grave in that green Goffs Acre where they are burying a woman, his mother, while he himself, a weeping, miserable boy of nine, sees all his world crumo.iiig in the clay they are casting on the coffin. The voice of the chaplain continues, and the rough voices of the prisoners respond; but the man In the place of state, with his own attendant warder, sees nothing of the words in the great black type at which he is staring. He has remembered now that this is one of the Psalms from the Order for the Burial of the Dead, and he is asking himself will it be that which will be read over him when he stands pinioned with the white cap over his eyes above the awful pit of death. Continued Tomorrow. “a’' y J***®®®... 9 mF ' ■9BMK st, S&W felt A Ji //Ki ll B ~ //■ iiBBKiKKfe \v\ E ■ K ' 1 M I 4 BUB aw I iwfc VSa a| KI K KlHiKr ®' ? ’C- JL- K ■ w ' -MM RRW J 4 1 fl "OHB 1\ \ area < 'sX* KK lH K wWjfeEy-Sk r (A V.KKH o j W y WIMP Fwi Kt A; By MARGARET HUBBARD AYER. ONCE upon a time there was a girl who thought she was too tall, and it worried her a great deal. When she was about thirteen she began to sprout just like Alice tn Won derland, after she had eaten of the growing side of the mushroom, and she grew, and grew, and grew until she thought there was nobody in the whole world who was so tall as she was or who possessed such very long legs and Wrms and such long hands and feet. She asked her best friends if there wasn't something that would keep her from growing any taller, and she was quite sure she was going to be a giant or monstrosity of some kind. Her family made such fun of her height that she became horribly self conscious, and when I first knew her she was just about as awkward as any girl could be, for nothing will make you as gawky as the ridicule of your own family. "You are certainly the human giraffe," jeered her elder brother, and at danc ing school she was called the animated grasshopper. Naturally she didn't im prove any, under this kindly admoni tion, but grew more awkward and un gainly day by day. and in the secrecy of her own room she shed bitter tears of mortification over her size and gen eral length of limb. I think. she would have developed into one of the angular, thin and gawky girls we see so many of, if a kindly —- . .. - ~ For Coffee Lovers A Delicious Combination of pure, flavory Coffees, sound wholesome cereals and selected high-grade chicory. Contains leas caffeine than ordinary coffee. la more nutritious. Makes more cups per pound and costs leas. 1 lb. Cana 2Oc lb. Cam lOc b lb. Pail 91.00 ■ Ask Your Cjrocer for It. Cheek-Neal Coffee Co. NASHVILLE HOUSTOX JA< KSONVILLF. The Making of a Pretty Girl & No. 4. —A Cure for Scratvniness old aunt had not taken her in hand. This dear old lady- was a natural en eourager, and instead of telling the lanky girl how awkward she was, and how ridiculous she looked when she stooped in trying to hide her height, she praised her, telling her what a splendid thing it was to be tall and strong, and how proud, the girl should be of her size. It took a long time before the girl learned to stand up straight, in stead of crouching In a vain effort to look small and much patience and per severance was expended in training her to use her arms and hands naturally and gracefully. This girl was also much too thin, and she seemed to be all angles and elbows. She had never had a good appetite and she had generally indulged in the wrong kind of food for one of her build. Now she was encouraged to take a glass of milk between- meals in the morning, in the afternoon and before going to bed. She are plenty of cereals and all the starchy, sweet vegetables, such as po tatoes. peas, <orn and beans, as well as salads, and rich fruits like bananas. Cream soups, macaroni and spaghetti, puddings and other substantial foods formed part of her daily bill of fare, and this regimen, with the encouraging flattery of the old aunt, soon hogan to turn the angles into curves. Besides that, after her daily bath, which was in warm water and not cold, she was told to rub herself with oil, a pure olive oil scented with lemon verbena, having been prepared for her and kept in a cool place. Like a!' tall, thin girls, this onp need ed plenty of rest end eight hours sleep, with an extra nap in the in ddle of the day. soon made a gieoj ibange in her personal appe nance. Her morning cof fee was’ taken away from her and even tea was denied, bu r instead of that j 'enty of chocolate vas supplied. For sweets she ate latcs ana figs, especially the former, instead of candy. Where there is no chronic trouble, the girl who is .>!' co thin, nine times out of ten. can tract- much of her physi cal ailment to a worrying disposition. You can worry yourself thin even quicker than getting thin by diet or drugs. The thin girl is usually over conscientious and overenergetic, and naturally she can not acquire flesh as long as she is overdoing physically. I am dwelling on the thin girl’s trou bles because usually the very tall girl is the very thin one, and the tall girl will never become really graceful until she adds to her weight or begins to think of herself not as a skinny hat rack of bones, but as a generously pad ded and well proportioned person. Physical grace is not acquired by any rules out of books, but by a study of the art of beauty and motion in Do You Know— The Derby was first run In 1780; the Oaks in 1779. Pins were first manufactured by ma chinery in England in 1824. In Scotland, during the month of ■Tune, over 100,000 poor persons were in receipt of relief. other people, in art, and especially in those graceful persons whom we see on the stage, and who personify -ell that is beautiful and gracious. The awkward, thin girl can not do better than to take as a model some woman whose physique is the ideal of her own slim figure. The actress has studied the art of motion and knows how tn make the best of The length of limb which worries the awk ward girl is an added beauty when It is mastered and dominated by grace. One of these ideals is personified in the statuesque person of Miss Catherine Kaelred, whose beautiful arms and hands are the despair of her imitators. The grace with which she moves them is a study in itself. She is a very tall and regal woman and her arms are long and her hands have long, slender fin- These Photo graphs Show Miss Catherine Kaelred in Two Beautiful Poses. gers. For many years Miss Kaelred practiced this exercise, which is one of the very best for limbering the wrist and arm: “Hold the arm out from the shoulder, the hand stretched out. placing the gn gers on an imaginary bar, raise the wrist without moving the fingers; now lower the wrist, still keeping the fin gers on the same spot. At first it is well to place the fingers on a firm base, a shelf or even the back of a high chair will do. In raising the wrist raise it as if from the shoulder, and lower it the same way. Don't the wrist from the elbow. Raise rhe wrist with a long, undulating movement, al most a snake-like movement.” Some of Miss Kaelred's rules are worth remembering by the tall girl: "Never try to look shorter than you are. Be proud of your height. “Don't forget that a large woman must be stately and slow of motion. “Cultivate repose.” SOME WORKING GIRLS LOSE TOO MUCH TIME Two Girls Tell How To Avoid It. There is nothing that teaches more than experience. W therefore quote from the letters of two girls who suf fered and were restored to health. The same remedy is within reach of all. Brooklyn, N. Y. “Prior to taking the first bottle of Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound I suffered agony every month, but after your wonderful medicine had been taken a while I felt a little better, and after taking seven bot tles of it I feel that I can truly say I have no more pain or inconvenience. “As I am out in the business world as a stenographer, I come in contact with many girls, and when the opportune mo ment arrives I tell them about the Veg etable Compound and I know that quite a few are taking it”—HELEN Canet, 556 Dean St. Another Girl’s Experience. Tishomingo, Okla, —“1 am a stenog rapher and book-keeper, and Lydia E. 4w I will gladly answer her letter and tell her what Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound has done forme.” —Mrs. Mattie Copenhaver, Tishamingo, Okla. Pinkham's Vegeta ble Compound has saved my life. lam enjoying the best of health now, but I was suffering from fe male troubles and painful periods, and would have backache, headache and fainting spells. If any woman would like to write to me A Foolish Thing to Do By Beatrice Fairfax IT often happens that a girl who is said }o have a' will of her own, so far as her family is concerned, has none so far as concerns her young man. Her parents find hes as unmovable as a rock wall. The young man. though he be of too sligUt acquaintance to be called a friend, and makes no preten sions of being a lover, finds her as easy to mould as so much wax. This is both unfortunate and danger ous. Her parents exert their influence for her good. The young man doesn’t always. Their influence is benignant Yet, jfirlj who know this will follow blindly where a man beckons, and re fuse to go where their parents prayer fully guide. I greatly fear the writer of the fol lowing letter is a gitl whose young man finds she is easily influenced: "I am a girl of eighteen." she writes, "and made the acquaintance a month ago of a young man the same age. He has taken me to several places of amusement, and on one of these occa sions he took my ring. When he took me home that evening I demanded my ring, and he refused to give it to me. He told me if he ever lost me as ills girl 1 certainly would not lose my ring. 1 have asked him many times, and he refuses to give it back.” Cupid, attired as a policeman, is not a familiar or lovable picture, but there are cases where Cupid should drop his bow and arrow and take on a police man’s club. This is one of them. Every few weeks I get a wail of woe from some girl who has given her young man her ring, or her watch, or some other trinket dear to her, which he refuses to return. Her father, or her brother, could compel him to return what he has taken, but her pride forbids the admis sion that she was foolish enough to let him have it. Such a girl has such a will of her own in her own home that none of the family dares so much as borrow a little bit of he: finery, or use any trifle that is her personal possession. But a young man comes along. Per haps, as in this instance, she has known him only a month. Wh: n he asks for the ring on her finger, she lets him carry it off. wT \ sFjgj, ANTY \ \\\ T/jy DRUDGE \ /WO IU M 3 Un 4 villi I Anty Drudge Joins the Union. Miss Highbrow- — (visiting the Teamsters’ Union)- —“So you have made my friend, Anty Drudge, an Honor ary Member. And why, may I ask ?” Honest Mike — “Well, you sea, it’s this way, mam: I drive a coal wagon, and Gerry over there drives for a wholesale butcher. We get terribly, dirty—l all sooty and Gerry all grease and stains. It’s the same with all the boys. Anty Drudge told us about Fels-Naptha—how it dissolves live grime and grease; and you only use lukewarm or cool water. Saves money and makes our wives happy.” “Wear” is nothing but “rubbing.” Every time you hard rub your clothes against anything, little particles are rubbed away. Boiling softens the fibre of cotton, linen, silk and wool, and when rubbed hard on the washboard they wear away faster than at any other time. Try to think how many days of wear are represented by one trip to the old time wash tub. Fels-Naptha requires neither boiling water nor hard rubbing. And there is no wash board wear on the clothes washed the Fels-Naptha way. Fels-Naptha is made to do away with boiling and hard rubbing; therefore if you use it as an ordinary soap, you cause yourself unnecessary work. Use Fels-Naptha in cool or luke warm water and it will do all we claim. It will cut the washday in half, sum mer or winter, and do silently and effec tively all the real hard work. If you follow the simple direction® on the red and green wrapper, you will never return to ordinary soaps and the way of washing. If he cared for hjr he wouldn’t mak« such a silly request. If she cared for herself, she wouldn’t grant it. If she had a little of the will in his presence that she has in her family relations, it would save her many a humiliation. This lending of jewelry Is a bad practice among girls. It is infinitely worse when among girls and young men. The girl gains nothing by grant ing such a request, and she stands to lose more than her jewelry, which in itself may be trifling. She stands to lose her self-respect. She Is letting the young man know that his influence over her is greater than her good sense. She is giving every hostage to love; he is giving none. When the right kind of a man comes wooing all he asfts the girl to give is her heart. He adopts no highwayman methods If his love demands a little keepsake, he asks for a flower she has worn. He never says, “Give me your jew elry, and if I ever lose you as my girl I'll give it back to you." Such an unmanly declaration should make any girl know that the best thing that can happen to her is to be lost as his girl. Being the sweetheart of a man so lacking in all the little tender gallantries of love does not spell happi ness. So I beg of all my girls when a man does as this little girl’s young man has done, that they tell a big brother, or a father. It is not enough to wait till this highwayman in the court of love acts of his own pleasure. ‘ , That may' be never. Up-to-Date Jokes Englishman—Do you know of any thing a man' can do in order to live a hundred years? Irishman—Certainly. He’s only to keep on breathing. The barber (after the shave)—Hair dyed, sir? Customer (bald-headed) Yes, it died about five years ago.