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“The Gates of Silence”
By Meta Stmmtns, Author of “Hushed Up”
TODAY’S INSTALLMENT.
"I'm afraid, ma'am, that Master Phil
has worse than a cold,” she said, as she
his mistress’ coat over the back of
*\-hair. "He” Her voice choked,
ghe gulped down the lump in her throat
wit h difficulty. "It's pneumonia, ma'am,
nd he’s not strong in the chest, you
know. But, please God, the worst will be
pver today, and they've got a very clever
doctor The master.” she added, with an
obvious effort, “is distracted. Oh, ma'am.
If anything happened to the little mas
ter?"
Words failed her. She flung out her
hands with an awkward gesture which
vet strangely expressive.
"Pneumonia,” repeated Edith, dully.
Then the man, her husband’s spy, had
been lying—kindly, she supposed, yet ly
ing "Pneumonia! If any“,mg Happened
to the little master!"
She gave a sudden choking cry and. cov
ered her face with her hands, pressing
them against her burning eyes, as though
to try to shut out the hideous vision they
called up.
There was silence in the library, a sil
ence broken rudely by the sudden flinging
open of the door.
Edith looked up. smitten with a sense
of outrage, then started to her feet. In
the doorway stood Anthony Barrington.
"Tony!” At. the sight of the man she
loved everything was forgotten—the wom
an watching her, the sick child, the man’s
anger. She knew only the intensity of
her desire for him as she went forward
quickly, her hands outstretched.
The look with which he met her eyes
was terrible.
"You have come at last?” he said.
“Woman, my child cries for you; only
for that —” ’
He broke off, mastering himself with
an effort, and the housekeeper, terrified
by his appearance, dreading the scene
which seemed Inevitable, stepped past
them out of the room.
Outer Darkness.
Barrington's contemptuous words, the
hatred with which they were uttered,
lashed his wife's pride to her aid.
"Unless you are mad, please try to con
trol the violence of your words, at least
before our servants. Do you wish a pub
lic rupture to take place? I presume not,
since you have sent for me.”
"I sent for you because my child cried
for his mother; and as for the rupture—
that depends on the illness or health of
the child. He is the shield between you
and your shame. I made that bargain
with myself the day you left me—that so
long as the child lived, so long you might
pursue your course unchecked. You
wouldn't have starved—l’d have seen to
that. All I cared was to be rid of the
sight of you.”
He checked the angry torrent of his
words, for his wife had moved towards
the door in silence. He followed her.
"Are you going upstairs?"
"I am going to my son," she replied,
and passed quickly up the staircase out
of his sight.
She did not go immediately to the nur
sery. As she passed the door she lis
tened for one agonizing moment, and
heard the continuous wall of the child’s
querulous little voice. Then she fled as
fast as her feet would carry her along
the corridor to her room.
To her surprise Vlctorine was waiting
for her.
"Milady got the telegram?" she asked,
after giving her greeting.
"Yes—yes. A white gown, Vlctorine.
I can not go to him like this —to Master
Phil, who’s calling for me.”
“L® pauvre petit!” said the sympathetic
Vlctorine. "Monsieur is distracted.”
As she spoke her fingers were already
deftly busy with Mrs. Barrington's hair,
and in an Incredibly short time the
Frenchwoman ‘ had transformed her mis
tress from the shabby, pallid, terror
stricken-looking lodger of Tachbrook
street, to her own beautiful, gracious self,
a lovely figure in one of the white gowns
that Tony loved, delightfully soft and
clinging, delicately perfumed—a sight to
bring joy and comfort to the little suf
ferer.
Edith opened the door of the night nur
sery softly, and, paying no attention to
the frowning surprise of the white-capped
hospital nurse who sat there placidly
knitting, glided to the "hide of the cot.
A Keen Alarm,
The child was asleep. He lay breath
ing In short, labored gasps, one small,
fat hand crumpled under his neck, on
which still rested a tear. Edith’s heart
leapt. Why had they tried to torture
her? The child did not look ill, or only
very slightly out of health, she told her
self: yet, in spite of herself, she felt keen
alarm gnaw at her heart.
She stood like a woman of stone look
ing down at her child—the nurse forgot
ten- the world to which she had clung so
desperately very far away. Just an hour
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since she had told herself she had noth
ing to lose. Now she knew that she had
to lose the dearest thing in the world
flesh of her flesh, her own child—and, in
losing him, all hope of ever regaining her
husband’s love.
Ah—it couldn’t be true! It was only a
cold; the child was fretful with a feverish
chill. Her thoughts raced madly, and
ever beating out among them, like a
burden or the refrain of a song, her hus
band’s words: "He is the shield between
you and your shame.” The repetition
maddened her. It was not of herself she
desired to think—not of herself and her
feelings. It wasn't decent—it was not
seemly. Her thought should be all of the
child and his sufferings and—the end of
everything!
She bent closer and scrutinized the child
with anxious eyes. Wherein lay his
magic—that magic which bound Tony to
him with such passionate love and devo
tion, when she, the mother who had
borne him, was repudiated—hated—de
spised?
A pang of jealous anger against het
own child contracted the wretched wom
an's heart.
Ashamed and terrified, she turned away
with a stifled sigh. Slight as the sound
was, it woke the child. He moved un
easily and uttered a fretful, wailing cry.
The cry went to Edith's heart, until
that moment the heart of a Jealous wife
rather than of the loving mother. She
went swiftly to the cot and bent over the
child. He stared up, his fever-bright
eyes still held by sleep, then with a glad
cry of “Muzzy!” held out his hands to
her.
“Sweetheart." She bent over him with
soft, crooning words, and would have
taken him in her arms but the nurse for
bade her with a horrified exclamation.
"May I not—why?" Edith’s voice was
hot with indignation. "Where is his own
nurse—where as Nanna?” “Nanna” was
Nanna Galbraith, the old woman who had
been her own nurse, who had taken the
child from birth.
“Resting," said the nurse, shortly. "You
musn’t take him up, Mrs. Barrington. No,
darling. Lie down.”
She settled the clothes over the little
body and kept up a running volley of
tender baby talk, which amazed Edith.
How did this woman, who was not a
mother, know just what to say and how
to say it, while she, whose child this was,
stood by tongue-bound before the love and
desire that stared at her out of the baby
eyes? Her jealously was ridiculous and
unnecessary, for the child struggled feebly
and kept up an incessant cry of "Muzzy-
Muzzy."
Edith slipped on her knees by the cot.
"Phil, be good, my lamb. Mother can’t
take you up—let her hold your hand.”
She spoke as she might have spoken
to some grown-up child, instead of the
morsel of humanity that moved so rest
lessly on the hot pillows, and the nurse
contrasted her in her mind with the big
man Who, all through the long night, had
kept the child quiet and wonderfully con
tented. This dressed-up doll, his wife —■
this baby’s mother!
Then, at a glance at Mrs. Barrington's
face, her thoughts changed. The eyes
that looked out of the white face under
the exquisitely dressed hair ware the eyes
of a woman who has looked into the very
heart of pain.
Edith, crouching on the floor, felt the
baby fingers tighten round her own, and
the touch unlocked the flood-gates of her
heart. A great wave of tenderness swept
over her, carrying with it all bitterness,
all thought of self. With a cry, regard
less of the nurse’s remonstrance, she
caught the child up and gathered him
close against her hungrj- breast.
The child nestled there content and it
was in that refuge he spent, the weary
hours That followed, refusing even to look
at his beloved Nanna hovering near in an
agony of distress. The nurse was power
less, and when the doctor came he decided
that the child must not be moved.
The day wore on. Anthony Barrington,
during his visits to the nursery, forced to
a certain intimacy with the woman he be
lieved to have so cruelly injured him,
felt his wounds throb anew at the sight of
her, felt a feeling of hatred surge up
within him. The child noticed him, it was
true, but it was to Edith he turned; it
was on his mother that his eyes rested
adoringly.
Each time Barrington turned away filled
with a sense of resentful injustice. Was
this the reward of his love —his devotion —
to be ignored for the mother who had
proved herself so unworthy of the sacred
name?
The doctor, when he made his afternoon
visit, pronounced the child better and
complimented Mrs. Barrington on the suc
cess of her nursing—a compliment that fell
like vitrol on two jealous hearts in that
room—Anthony Barrington's and that of
Nanna, the nurse, sitting neglected over
the fire, seeing the child she had brought
up from the day of his birth taken from
her at this crisis.
To Be Continued in Next Issue.
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Comfort and charm are here very deftly combined.
Tlie all-enveloping coat comes closely to the throat,
thus keeping out all draughts and dust, while
smartness is achieved by the collar, large rever, and
cuffs being formed of the sa;me woolen material in a
sharply-contrasting .shade.
:: :: When Pleasing Is a Task :: :::
By BEATRICE FAIRFAX.
T a y° naan of twentyrone
; and in love with a girl of eight
een. We love each other dearly,
but her parents object to her going
out with me. How can I make it up
with her parents?”
So writes William D., who is finding,
perhaps for the first time in his life,
what it means to overcome dislike. 9
He may be an exemplary young man.
with every intention honorable. He
may have a good income, come of a
good family, and possess every quality
that would be desired in a son-in-law.
But he wants to take Daughter away
from het* home forever. He wants to
rob the household of its greatest treas
ure.
If he had all the virtues of the an
gels, and sought to do this, very few
parents could look upon his • scheme
for stealing their daughter as a wise
nature’s old-fashioned plan, and wel
come him.
No father who finds his greatest joy
in the daughter of his house will re
member that some twenty years or
more previous he did the same thing.
“That,” he will say, when reminded
he once called at a home for the pur
pose of winning the daughters love
and taking her away, "is different.”
Now He Is “The Robbed.’’
The "difference” is that in those
days he was tlie robber and in these
days he is the man who is robbed.
Because of this very natural parental
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Healthy, strong hair cannot grow under
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objection to all young men in general,
and to Daughter’s favorites In par
ticular, William D. will find his path
up-hill, though he have all the virtues
of an angel.
He must know that the opposition is
not against him as an individual. It
is that whjch all mothers and fathers
feel against the established order of
creation. An order that gives them
children to bear in agony and to raise
in toil and pain, and takes those
children from them Just when they
have reached an age when recompense
seems in sight!
It is true they have had all the joy
of their children In this way, but
anxiety, uncertainty, fear, toll, sick
ness, and sometimes privation, at
tended.
The children are grown. They have
passed successfully through the phys
ical ills of childhood, aftd the greater
perils as a more mature age.
Father takes a longer rest than be
fore. He is dreaming of the son al
most old enough to help him. Mother
finds time to fold her hands, for her
daughters have reached an age when
they lighten her tasks.
Then son falls in love and begins to
devote his time and labor and talents
to building a nest of his own. Then
some young man comes to woo daugh
ter, and the mother and father are left
to face a lonely, helpless old age.
A Lesson All Must Leain.
My dear William D., you are learn
ing a lesson that every young man has
had to learn. And the lesson teaches
you understanding, patience, tenderness
and the value of the girl you want for
your wife.
For this is always true—the more
valuable a girl in her own home the
more valuable she will be in the new.
When there is a feeling of relief when
a girl marries and departs, it doesn’t
mean peace and happiness in the home
to which she is going.
There is nothing that VVilliam D. can
do but wait. A period that must be
conducted as honorably and carefully
as if he were in line for some splendid
business opportunity and knew that the
eyes of those in position to award it
were upon him.
He must consider the likes and dis
likes of the girl’s mother and father.
If they object to late hours (and let us
hope they do), he must have their
Do You Know—
Immigrants to Canada during the
past fiscal year totaled over 350,000.
Among the Hungarians a reigning
queen is officially termed a king.
So far back as 1566 a dictionary of
slang was published.
London is the healthiest capital in
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FOR COUNTRY WEAR.
A very suitable turnout for a cool day. The white
cloth coat and skirt are cut on severe lines; the coat
fastens with five pearl buttons. A narrow black band
edges- the upturned brim of the straw hat and is car
ried down to form a V.
daughter home at an early hour.
If they object to certain of his habits,
it will be a good schooling and of ben
efit to him in many other ways for him
to overcome those habits.
He must show that he Is no trifler*. He
must prove that he is not a drinking
man, nor a spendthrift. He must carry
a clean slate,'a slate that shows no past
misdeeds.
He must be a son of whom his own
parents are proud before he can expect
the parents of the girl he loves to be
proud to admit him into'their, family.
All of which is not hard to do and to
become, if a man sincerely loves.
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OF MISERY
How Mrs. Bethune was Re
stored to Health by Lydia
E. Pinkham’s Vegeta
ble Compound.
Sikeston, Mo. “For seven years I
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f° ur or 11 ve d a y s at a
Stime every month,
and so weak I could
hardly walk. I had
cramps, backache
and headache, and
was so nervous and
weak that I dreaded
to see anyone or
have anydne move in
the room. The doc
tors gave me medi
cine to ease me at
those times, and said that I ought to
have an operation. I would not listen to
that, and when a friend of my husband’s
told him about Lydia E. Pinkham’s Veg
etable Compound and what it had done
for his wife, I was willing to take it.
Now I look the picture of health and feel
like it, too. I can do all my own house
work, work in the garden and entertain
company and enjoy them, and can walk
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in the week. I wish I could talk to every
suffering woman and girl, and tell them
what Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable
Compound has done for me.”—Mrs.
Dema Bethune, Sikeston, Mo.
Remember, the remedy which did this
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It has helped thousands of women who
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THE EXCEPTION TO THE RULE.
Mrs. lysander john apple
ton believes everything she
reads in the women’s maga
zines. At least, she did until very re
cently.
Three weeks ago carrots were the
only vegetable served at dinner. Ly
sander John said nothing, being a pa
tient man.
The next morning fried carrots ap
peared for-breakfast.
The next evening carrots again for
dinner. He looked a little hurt, but
made no complaint.
Carrots twice again the next day, and
Lysander John grumbled. His wife
looked a little bit puzzled, but said
nothing, and served carrots again next
day.
Carrots the next meal, and Lysander
John kicked over his chair. Carrots
again next day and he left the house.
Carrots the next day, and he went to
his room to pack his trunk. He opened
his wife’s writing desk to write her a
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Wesleyan College is the oldest real college for women in the world; has a
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BUILDINGS—Boarding department (limited), one of the most beautiful homes
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DEPARTMENTS—Kindergarten, primary, academic, college preparatory, domea
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MEI lit IDS--Small classes; last year 235 pupils and 18 teachers, allowing one
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ACCESSIBILITY—Three car lines, Peachtree, West Peachtree and Buckhead
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PROTECTION—SpeciaI police officer at 2:30 and 1:30 to protect students get
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good-bye letter, when his eyes fell
upon a half-finished letter she Jiad
written to her favorite women’s maga
zine.
"I wish,” she had written, “for in
formation concerning a statement In a
recent number of your valuable publi
cation.
"You stated in the issue of May L In
an article on the ‘lnfluence of Vege
tables,’ that carrots had a soothing ef
fect on the temper; that a diet of them
would produce an even disposition, ants.
change the most tempestuous belnie
into the mildest,
“I decided to try it. and three weeks
ago began serving carrots to my hus
band. I noticed very little change the
first week, but the seventeenth consec
utive time carrots appeared, he swore.
"The nineteenth time he kicked over
his chair, his disposition growing worse
with each appearance of carrots until
on the twenty-eighth time he left the
house.
"Does this indicate that his case is
an aggravated one? And shall I con
tinue the carrot treatment?”