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THE QEOBQrIAM’S MAGAZIME PAGE MW■MW***■*“■■■“Mlaa—MMMMMWMaMwaMMawßMW^aa^a^a. MMaaaaMW I . ' Z “The Gates of Silence” By Meta Stmmins, Author of "Hushed Up" TODAY’S INSTALLMENT. Back in his cell again with his silent watchers the men whose masklike fra rures must hide all they feel of pity or curiosity---feeling a very different man from the one who had left it, Rlmlngton was conscious of a curious uplifting of the heart, of something that was not 'hope. In so far as it brought no chimert- > csl belief in the intervention of the mint- i cle without which he . >uid not be saved, that he certainly dal not recognize as ■resignation; a fueling of complete peace ■within himself a conviction of his own ability to piny the game. For the sake of the woman he loved for the sake of the stricken man and woman in the de pleted, lonely Red House on the I kames there must be no repetition of the weak ness of last night He was Innocent he could go out through the gate of death jntn the life beyond with nothing to fear; for the days of life that remained to him he must show that he was captain of his own soul He forced his eyes to follow the lines of the printed pages of the book he held, to turn the pages The leaden minutes dragged themselves out into hours. Then Information was given to him that made the blood rush to his heart so that every pulse throbbed and throbbed again. A visitor for the c. t detuned man! A visitor In the great glass room where only the privileged can gain an order for admittance As Rlmlngton followed his escort he became aware of one thing very cer tainly Despite the apathy of his trial - despite that Inward peace that had de scended on him after that half hour of strangely mingled feelings in tha prison I chspel hope was not dead in his heart There was hope in It now as be walked ' a mad. rioting, preposterous hope, not to be gainsaid or subdued; the hope that perhaps the visitor who awaited him I was the only human being he desired to see the woman ho loved. Then he saw her It sounds so cheap to write it. but the sight of her stand ing there in that sordid place, slim and young and gracious, was like the sight of some white Illy growing on a dust-heap. He stood staring at her and she at him. and for the moment the world was blot- j ted out, the official eavesdroppers and 1 eyewitnesses forgotten. Betty Speaks. It was the woman who found her voice first ".Jack!" she said, and again •‘Jack’;' Nothing more, but all her heart spoke to his heart in that two-f. Id utterance of his name. It blotted out and healed,for ever that picture bitten in on Ids memory of her white face against I’aul Saxe's I shoulders, the dark, triumphant face of the man who held her unconscious in his , arms He made a step forward, and eaught her hands, drawing her close to him “Betty—my’ poor girl I 1 hardly dared to dream it could bo you. and yet some thing tnld me that it was." he said. "How did you find your way how did you manage to get Into this ghastly place? I hate to see you here to think of you here--" “Could you think I wouldn’t come, Jack after yesterday? Oh, my darling! it Isn't true —It can't be true!" Her voice faltered .lack's hand, hold ing her, tightened its grasp The very necessity of aiding her courage gavo strength to his own. “It's a bad dream, little girl,” he whis pered. “A dream from which we shall waken one day- above the stars." "Jack" she clung to him convulsively —“how brave you are! And 11 am such a coward Yesterday yesterday, I didn't dare to look at you after all my protestations after after" “Hush, hush!” He did not know how to silence her, glancing desperately to wards the open door where the watchers were stationed. No room for humanity here, for the blind eye; their grim busi ness was to watch. "Darling, you don't want to add to my pain," he whispered "For heaven's sake, say no more. We've got to keep a stiff upper Up. Betty You know and I know the truth. however black circumstances may look that 1 am WHEN YOUR HAIR BRUSHES OUT Your hair i> as sensitive as your skin — even more so. It stands up under heavy ' hats, curling irons, and diseases of the acalp, etc. But there is a limit. When you comb and brush your hair in the morning, watch for the ‘ 'TRAILERS" that turn grey, fall out, and comb out with the first morning brush. You MUST know that there's something wrong. If your hair was in good health, t it wouldn't fall out, nature never intended that. There is something wrong at the root of things-the hair needs a tonic a restorer. When you are sick you take medicine. That is your first thought. Its turning grey, falling out, are both warn the hnir hns of "complaining of illness." It can’t do it in any other wav. —Do YOUR part. Use- , HAY'S HAIR HEALTH )1.00 and SCc at Drug Storea or direct upon receipt ot price and dealer's name. Send 10c for trial bottle.—Philo Hay Spec. Co., Newark, N. J FOR SALE AND RECOMMENDEC 1 BY JACOBS' PHARMACY. ECZEMA HAS NO TERRORS FOR THIS YOUNG LADY SHI! HAS l <‘l'Nl> I'IITTHRINi: "I have used your Tetterine and re ceived great benefit from ti .■ use ..f -.,n,e The eczema on my fare usually appears in the spring and your salv, always !•. Ips it 1 use n-> 'her preparation but Tet terine and find it superior to any on the market " Respectfully. i:i»«H' M JUDERINE. Edgar Spring. Mo , July 15. 11'08. ••• CHICHESTER S PILLS L" " r '' AlnavaJiellai l« BY DRUGGISTS [VERYWHLRE M i-9 Innocent of the charge against me. But we mustn't whine. You believe me”— "Believe you, .lack'.’ I can't bear it- 1 can't—l can't! Jack, it is very cruel. I'm bound and tied in a ; t such a net" She broke into a passion of sobs and leaned her head on bis arm. "Hetty, what's troubling you? Nothing fresh? Has bns he" "No, no.” She spoke quickly, as though In terror of a name being mentioned. 1 "He’s done his best - according to his 1 lights." | A Last Request. , "But If the light within you be dark- j ness, how greqj is that darkness!” Rfm ington quoted, grimly, under his breath. ' "Betty, dear, we haven't many moments; 1 but befqre you go I want you to promise me thlnia—if the worst comes to the I worst. If he tries to coerce you In any i way, promt'*' n-y >g>u will tell your father - the whole truth. I shall be dead then, . Betty." "M > father*' whispered the girl, with 1 so strange an intonation, so convulsive a ’ grip on his hand, that Rlmlngton added, quickly. "Ar Barrington better still, your broth er-ln-l.rw He will cut the meshes of the net for yoti I’foinlse me, darling." ( "Tony!” Betty repeated. “Oh, Jack- Jack you don't know what you arc say ing A vision of Anthony Harrington as { she bad seen him last floated before her < tear-drenched eyes the vlplon of a man turned to stone, with eyes that seemed to 1 hold only hatred 1 A movement from the watchers, that < made her cling tighter still. ’ “Betty”—he bent over her. "I must go now—go out of your life forever. Before ' I go I want to hear you say what you said ' to me under the trees by the river.” Hls 1 face was near her own. He felt that I nothing could have separated her from him before he heard her speak, , "Jack—l love you! Jack—ls I could die , for you! If It we r e only I —only myself—” "Jack!" There was such a sharp agony of reproach In her voice that he ceased. ' He could find no words for what he f wished to say—that she was not to waste her freshness and her youth on memory f of him. It was monstrous to think of her i going mourning all her days. She strained closed to him. ( "Oh, my dear, I love you! I am yours always, only yours. Whatever may hap- | pen to the shell of me. all that I am—the ' real woman—ls yours, and yours only. 1 ; Jack—Jack—” The time for parting bad come. With- t out sight or hearing she knew It. i Betty for my sake keep a brave - front " Ills eyes were fixed on her face In one last look on that child's face, grief-distorted as It seemed to him now, ' as It had looked that night down by the ' fiver when the sight of her bag found in ; the empty room at Tempest street had 1 brought back her lost memory. Hood bye." Hls lips touched hers; not passionately there was something sacra mental in the last kiss and received at I the altar of death. Then he was gone. He ; dhl sot so much ns dare to look back. To, the woman watching him, sick and faint, hardlx knowing where she stood, knowing where she stood, knowing only the ache of utter desolation, came a swift remembrance of familiar words: "Be not afraid of them that kill the body, and after that have no more that they can do" - Jack had no fear. Wronged, trapped-- an innocent man going silent to his death through love of her, when speech might perhaps have saved him Jack had no fear. No. it was for her that fear lurked at the crossroads. The awful fear of one "able to destroy the soul" fear of the man who had already dealt so mortal a blow to her soul. The world rose up to meet her the reel ing, swaying wqrld and the great merci ful darkness rushed in on her from every side -'Viywhi-Imlngly She cried and stumbled and. fejl, with the roar of many waters souyding In her ears. The Choice. It was nearly 2 o’clock on the afternoon of the day following Jack RlrnlngtWn's trial that Edith Barrington awoke. She woke slowly* atter the benumbed manner of the drug-taker and for a couple of sec onds lay listlessly, with hardly opened eyes, still half under the Influence of her dreama, feeling that this awakening, so painful, so horrible, was one of them also this unfamiliar place of drub ugliness on which her eyes’rested one of those phan toms conjured up by the drug that brought stupor. If not complete forgetfulness. Then, with a little moan, a writhing of Iter lax limbs under the course sheets with the weight of blankets heavy with cotton, she remembered It was no dream, this drab lodging house bedroom It was her home the* only place, on earth she could call her home since the morning she had tied from her husband's house in I'rim e's Gate. I She knew now how mad a thing that ■ Hight, which in the moment of her fear I and anguish had seemed the one thing | possible, had been A tacit confession ,I' guilt that Anthony Barrington Judged it 1 so she knew front the simple fact that, so I tar as she could judge, he had made no ; effort to trace her. He had been content i that she should disappear out of his lite , Tony the man she had believed to be the I truest worshiper a woman ever had. the man who had loved her beautiful body, surely, as well as that hypothetical soul , Had cared s<> little that he had not trou bled to discover where that body was ' housed or how it was fed Well It would !•■■ difficult siutn for her to tell herself, she li light, with the surface tears of self pity rising in lipr eyes The small stock . -J' im ney she t’ossesseil money raised on I the lew trinkets she had carried away with er the simple jewelry of her unmar '■d d.i's a ornaments belonging to , her mother would soon by gone. And ' ' after? The End of It All. Her thoughts, that had ravelled out | !• -i u.Ussly. came to a sudden halt. , To Be Continued in Next Issue. Physicians Prejudiced Notwithstanding tin fact that a very i lafge 1- I- outage of ductors' prescrip tions <-,iH for proprietary medicines, be. ■ caue< thej <an find nothing better, tin y «re naturally prejudiced against the di rect sal- of tlies,. family remedies be cause it deceases their incomes. , | However this may be. the general ' public is benefited by tile use of such standard medicines as Lydia E. I’ink ham's Ven: title i'omp mud, as is proc - ; "It by thc*th«m‘'.nils of grateful litters on fib at tin Pinkham Laboratories, at . Lvnii. Mass., from women al! ovi r the i United States who have been helped by i it. and It is pi, scribed by those hon, st physicians wjj are broad < nmtgh to I overlpv k ptejudici and recognize true I merit. - - - - - - - —— - -- J J Freaks of Fashion & \ The Sweater Suit By OLIVETTE. THIS co»j- little costume may look rather warm for a hot summer's day, but there are places where it's cool, and there are women who are more than anxious to be warm, since warmth induces perspiration, and per spiration reduces the flesh. Oh, joy! However, this isn’t a reducing gar ment. This is the one-piece sweater, t.n all-over garment that crosses in the back and has no other means of fast ening but the ornamental attachment that you see In front. It Is one In the vanguard of fall cos tumes which are being gotten ready for the women who purchase their winter wardrobes in the early autumn. It is made of wool and comes In various at tractive shades, with a handsome pat tern forming the sleeves and trimming. There is alto a fine lining of silk. A New Idea. I am thinking what the button mak ers and the hook-and-eye people are doing, now that we have so many dresses devoid of any fastenings ex cept a draw-string. The Polret model described last week, which is going to be very popular for ordinary wear for school girls and for house gowns for women, has no buttons or hooks; and here Is an entirely new idea in a gown which, carried out In some lighter ma terial. will surely figure In the autumn buttonless fashions. The whole sweater Is made in one piece about a yard wide and about four yards long. The kimono sleeves are woven Into the sweater garment, but if the frock were of other material a fold of the goods would make the sleeve, ■fho two long ends cross In the back and come around In front to fasten with ribbons or ornaments of some kind. The sweater suit Is the first sweater to have a skirt attached, and the Ideals a novel one. Cloaks, as well as loung ing robes, will be made on this same plan. The great Paris dressmakers are only throwing out a faint hint of what the autumn styles are to be, as far as they are concerned. But, alas for them! I America is getting more independent | every year, and American styles at i American prices are becoming more and more popular with our women, and rightly so. too. An Advantage. in some things we can never succeed in rivalling the French dressmaker. Hlie has the advantage of living in n country where some peculiar element in the soil and, consequently. In the water, makes the dye used in silks and materials especially beautiful and ar tistic. Hut these materials are used only in expensive nrifl cos tumes, and for ordlbarj’ frocks the American-made dress of American silks and fabrics Is not only just as good, it's better. This year Paris deigns to allow the separate bodice of one color, with a long trailing skirt of a heavier mate rial, draped in the back. 1 he watteau plait Is reappearing on coats and Jackets, but I doubt if if will be very popular, except on frocks, where | ADVICE TO THE LOVELORN * * By Beamce WRITE HIM A FRIENDLY NOTE. Dear Miss Fairfax: I am eighteen and have known a young man of the same age for the past six years. Lately he moved to another city, and on a recent visit he seemed to take a fancy to me. \\ hen he left Ik* started to corre spond with me, and has been doing so for the past year. Somehow or other we had a misunderstanding during our correspondence and I stopped writing a month ago. Now I have heard he Is seriously ill at a nearby hospital. TRACT B. I am sure that if you write him a friendly little letter he will take it in the spirit in which you write it. But don't let your solicitude be too apparent. Men are prone to see a net in every girl's smile. When lie realizes that you are still his friend he win take the steps neces sary to make that relation closer. YOU MUST WAIT. Dear Miss Fairfax: I am 25 years of age and love a girl of 17 very deafly, but as I only make $lO a week 1 can't see her very often, as she lives 50 miles away and I have to help support my mother. Every time I speak of get ting married my mother objects. This girl returns my love and says she knows her own mind. I have not asked her to marry nv, as I don’t make enough mony, but I feel as though I can't live without her. I have better prospects for the future. JACK. Ask her to marry you and tell her it may not bo possible for several years I am sure, if site loves you* she will gladly wait. But don't make the fatal mistake of trying to support a wife and a mother on $lO a week. That would be suicidal. ARE SOMETIMES TOO ZEALOUS. Dear Miss Fairfax: I have known a young man one year my senior for the last three years, and have taken a very deep interest in him from the first. He has been calling on me and taking me to places of amusement every few weeks. He lives but a mile and a half from my home, and friends are tell ing me that If he cared for me he would see me at least once a week. COUNTRY GIRT,. It happens sometimes that man has little time for low* making, his time being taken up with less agreeable things. Have faith tn thin v in. Perhaps he conics just as often as he can spare the time, and it ccrtalnlv is to his credit If he isn’t one of the regular par lor Idlers, d WMBHMWMKiri L. i MSlillllli Willi it WWjwjOte MH|w Wl I I 9 MBSiWwfe Isiiiiil I 1- WMIo Bl fcl Bliß w W fen VXJ BekL ’* n' x ***'%. *<?■'- t I if I )z. $ sc < yr » i LU STRIKING AND WHOLLY NEW. it rightly belongs. The full looped pannier seems to have had its brief and glorious reign, and a longer polonaise effect is now on the way to popularity. Patronize the lace sales, for every scrap of lace will come in handy next winter; even the furriers are demand- CLING TO YOUR LOVER. Dear Miss Fairfax: I am seventeen and in love with a man two years my senior. He is very attentive to me and re turns my love. This young man Is a little bit lame and all my friends jeer and Jest every time I pass with him. He always asks me what the trouble is, and I refuse to tell him. As I love him very much, will you kindly tell a broken-hearted girl If she should drop her friends and continue keeping company with this young man. or drop him and try to find another in his place? This young man does not make much now. but has a very bright future. BROKEN-HEARTED GIRL. If a little lameness Is all there Is in his disfavor, you have won a man worth more than idle friendship. Give your friends to understand that their silly and cruel jests do not please you. and remain true to the man. If his heart Is all right, a little physical lame ness is not to be considered for a mo ment. Your friends are in worse con dition, being spiritually and mentally lame, CERTAINLY NOT. Dear Miss Fairfax: I have lately come in contact with a young lady of whom 1 am very fond, but have not had a proper introduction to her, and don't know any one who knows her. Would it be proper for me to go and speak to her without an intro duction? ANXIOUS. We will suppose that you introduce yourself. Having gained her acquain tance. wouldn't you, manlike, respect her a little less for having granted it in such an unconventional manner? Let time take Its course. I am sure that if It Is for your best good to know this girl away will open. MOST DECIDEDLY NOT. Dear Miss Fairfax: I am engaged to a young man of 26, but who was divorced four years ago. The thought that he has pre viously been married is constantly with me. and at times ntakes me more than unhappy Do you think It wise to marry him under these conditions? UNHAPPY. If you have the slightest doubt, or uncertainty, you should end the en gagement at once. The divorce mav not be to his discredit entirely, but if I' causes you unhappiness you must not consider marriage to him for a m.*- | menu ing fine laces to make up the fur gar- I ments, and that means that it will be the craze on everything else. This is the time to buy lace cheap, as there are always good bargains to be picked up in the summer time, especially in odd lengths. IT IS HER PRIVILEGE. Dear Miss Fairfax: I am nineteen and for the past year have been keeping company with a girl of nineteen. On nights when I don't make an appointment to meet her 1 find her going out with other fellows, I am madly in love with this girl. EUGENE. You are not engaged, and she has this right. But I don't like the manner in which you "make appointments to meet her.” It would show her greater respect if you would call for her at her home, if that is at all possible. Tell her you love iter and want to marry her, and in future cal! on her t at her home. I am sure if she loves t you she will care nothing for other 5 men. r ■_aa—■«■Ba.anaMM i ’ Fountains & Elsewhere Ask for HORLiCK’S' The Origins! and Genuine MALTED MILK The Food*drink for All Ages. At restaurants, hotels, and fountains. Delicious, invigorating and sustaining. 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While not at Yarvard acquiring knowl edge, I must be acquiring money, so I went back to the boss. "I’d like to be a waiter again," I said. "Again!” said the boss. “When were you a waiter before?" "Last night." “Oh, well," said the boss. “Go ahead and try it again; you can’t be much worse than some of the other college boys." So I started in to work again; much to my Joy. for I had often read of the tips that waiters get, and I needed the money. There was only one party at my ta bles at luncheon, a lady and her two young sons. They ordered roast beef and baked potatoes, so that I had no trouble remembering the order, much to the surprise of the chef. “Very nice beef; excellent service.” said the iady to me. I saw visions of a very easily earned dollar—may be Nadine Face Powder (In Green Boxes Only.} Makes the Complexion Beautiful ® Soft and Velvety It is Pure, Harmless Money Back if Nm Entirely Bleated. The soft, velvety appearance re mains until pow der is washed off. 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New Academic building a model of school construction in lighting, ventilation, heating, with open-air class rooms, gymnasiums, audito riinn. etc. Tennis courts and other outdoor DEPARTMENTS- Kindergarten, primary, academic, college preparatory, domrs- Physical culture, piano, pipe organ, voice, violin, art, expression. MET HODS—Small classes; last year 235 pupils and 18 teachers, allowing eno teacher for everx 13 pupils. ACCESSIBILITY -Three car lines. Peachtree, West Peachtree and Buckhead lines; 20 minutes from center of city. PROTECTION Special police officer at' 2;30 and 1:30 to protect students get ting on and off cars. CATALOGI E and views on request; thirty-fifth year begins September 12. LLEWELLYN D. AND EMMA B. SCOTT, Principals. Phone Ivy 647. SOUTHERN COLLEGE OF PHARMACY Largest Pharmacy School South. Drug store in the college. Free books, sav ing S2O book expenses. Large new building and equipment, three laboratory ■ Dema ml for our graduates exceeds supply. 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