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THE QEOROIAM’S MAGAZINE PAGE 4 4 The Gates of Silence” By Meta Stmmins, Author of "Hushed Up" TODAY’S INSTALLMENT. :>i Barrington smiled vaguely at the rt( „Vnr Sne was faint with fatigue, but S |,e did not dare lay down her precious l,,. r den. Her arms ached; it seemed as gh some great hand had riveted an p \ band round her temples, which tiirob bfli in vain in their attempt to burst it. only relief she could find was in pac ■ P - the room, and presently this, too, be ' ~ a torture, for her limits ached and swayed beneath her. ‘ -i'.,ward night a change for the worse rr ed Edith Barrington thought the C had fallen asleep and would have J.Jbim down, but the nurse looked grave telephoned for the doctor, who lived onlv a few streets away. He arrived al most immediately and at once relieved I dith of her burden. ■■The little ehap Is unconscious." he „ j(1 soothingly. “He won’t know; you might to have a rest. Mrs. Barrington." He smiled reassuringly, but Edith, reading the truth in his eyes, felt despair eur ge over her in a black flood. ’ .. |s he worse?” she asked, hoarsely. •■lt's hard to say. The next few hours will show." The doctor said no more to her, but to Barrington, hovering grimly in the back ground. he expressed a desire for a con cultatiDn. lam not quite satisfied—l'd like to .all in Merton: he's the great man where ehildren are concerned. Great heaven! He put out his hand and gripped Bar rington. who reeled as he stood, like a drunken man. ■ I am all right." Barrington said, has tib It's the child. He's the only one _the only thing I have. You'll save hint, Heldon?" He was trembling violently, the doctor caw just like a frightened horse, he said t ', himself. Fancy a man of his physique wi ,h such nerves—worse than a woman. "That's all right,” he said aloud. “If the child's to be saved by human means, Merton's the man. I'll telephone for him at once. Words aren't much good. Mr. Barrington, but while there's life there's hope " , , Edith Barrington had fallen asleep Old Xanna. as she stood by the couch looking down at her. hesitated to waken her. she looked so utterly exhausted and distressed, like a dead woman who had died In pain, as she lay there with her hair outspread over the loose white wrap per she had flung about -her. She did not have to waken her. As though some mes sage from the old woman’s eyes spoke tn her brain. Edith Barrington started up with a cry. "Is he worse?" "My dearie my dearie!” The old wom an shook her head and caught her mis tress' hand In her soft, wrinkled one. "It’s no kindness to deceive you, I'm thinking. The lamb's dying, I fear. My little lamb—my little blagk-haired lamb!" ■Dying! Oh. no. no, no! Nanna; he can't be dying!" The old woman turned away. "Sec for yourself, ma'am," she said. "The master's there and the two doc tors, and he's near the, end. I've seen too many go to Ute mistaken —aye, that 1 have." Edith Barrington sat up. twisting the great coil of her hair with twitching fin gers " Year the end! Oh. heaven, near the ?nd! she repeated, in a dull voice. "Let me pin up your hair, dearie." The old woman spoke to her as she might have spoken to a child. "There's the two doctors there, and death and decency not to be forgot." She pinned Mrs. Barrington's hair into an ungainly knot at the back of her head, and led her out by the arm. How hot the nursery was! For a mo ment Edith's dazed eyes could distin guish nothing in the dimness of the shaded light. She saw first vaguely the figures of the two men, and then—her husband The child she could not see h‘ was in his cot. At the sound, of her entrance the doc tors turned, and Edith, standing there, saw the stranger this famous special ist in the diseases of women and cYifl drc-n whose name was familiar to her. as I* was to most women in London saw him and rccignized him! Recognized there, j n t p e man standing by the side of her dying child, the man she had las, seen in the little village by the sea «i‘te Levasseur had played his brutal trick upon her and trapped her into the marriage that was no marriage al all "I'r. Merton " She heard the whisper '•f a name Doctori’ This was no doctor! This was the pseudo-clergyman who had married her. acting in concert with the blackguard who had ruined her life. The blood rushed to Edith Barrington's face and she took a step forward. This man’s presence was an outrage here. 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Anthony Barrington, standing by the cot, his eyes fixed on the child, looked up at her as she came forward, and she saw his face distorted like the face of a man possessed. Refreshed?" he asked, and the ques tion scorched her. "What a blessed ca pacity! To sleep at such a time!" His wife turned away, her eyes blinded by a sudden rush of tears, for the mo ment everything was blotted out —the man she had recognized, the child as though she had been stunned by a blow In the face. The consultant was bending over the cot. He'straightened himself, and. turn ing, whispered a few words to Dr. Hel don. Who presently, as gently as a wom an, touched Anthony Barrington on the arm. It's all over,” he said, beneath his breath. "The little life has gone out." And he turned away that he might not witness the awful spectacle of a strong man's grief. For moment absolute silence. Sud denly. Anthony Barrington burst into a augh. hideous and sacrilegious-sounding in that chamber of death. He brushed past the doctors and strode across to his wife, gripping her by the arm. ~_,T he child's dead." he said, stridently. D you understand? Dead!” “Dead!” she repeated, faintly. ‘Aye, dead—and your fate Is sealed!” he added, with a terrible meaning. The Turnj of the Tide. Summer had come to na end, people were saying, and a wintry autumn had «<*t In. although It was only early Octo ber. The English climate, tired of being gracious, had for the last week been dis playing Its unquestioned versatility. Yes terday ft rained incessantly, so that the writer had lain In pools In the macadam ized street. Today a fierce wind, with a touch of the arctic north In its breath, had swept the streets dry as a bone. Hero in the back streets of Westmins ter it rushed blindingly around the cor ners. carrying with it clouds of dust mi raculously collected in view of yester day's downpour. It made free with the refuse ot dust bins, carrying with it scraps of colored paper, fragments of dirtv newspaper. One of these, caught in its flight by the iron scrollwork of the sign of rhe Toby Jug. flapped about the rubi cund countenance .of the obese gentleman depicted upon it. giving him a singular ly dissolute aspect. A subtle air of neglect hung over the little curio shop, neglect which seemed to show by comparison that the previous suggestion of negligence in the arrange ment of the window had been a studied one. The windows were dirty, rain drenched and mud-spattered, ami the Jumbled contents in places hidden be neath their own fallen price cards. Inside in the low-ceilinged parlor, Samuel Jex. the proprietor, sat by the stove reading a newspaper. It was late in the morn ing. but he was unshaven; indeed, his whole appearance was as unkempt as that of the shop His gray hair straggled tn loose ends under the garish smoking cap; around his shoulders he had flung a shawl of shepherd's plaid. Leah, the cat, sat by his side on a small, round table, its pointed chin on its forepaws, blinking at the stove. "The power o’ the press. Leah," Jex said aloud, darting out a dirty hand and fondling the cat. that bridled and arched its back at his touch; "the power o' the press, my beauty that's what we've got to reckon with in these days. I wonder did he whatever be may be. Leah 1 won der did he take thought o' it when he saw the black cap set, and that poor fool sentenced for the crime that you might have committed, my cat -but not he. not he. Leah. He* hadn't the heart for it I saw him. And I know men- Samuel Jex knows men; that's so, my beauty!" Almost as though the cat understood the muttered sentences addressed to it, it rose and uttered a cry: then, escap ing from tlie old man's caressing fingers, made a spring and landed In its old po sition on Its master's bowed shoulder. Since the death of his daughter, Sam uel Jex had lived alone in this shop, where, despite Paul Saxe's boast to Jack Rlmington the afternoon he had brought him there, trade decreased every day. The little eif child was in the country, where Saxe had insisted upon sending Iter after her mother's death. Jex had been powerless to prevent the action of her father and his master, but It was added fuel to the fire of his thoughts - the picture of the fierce little Cockney, with the love of the pavements in her very blood, eating her heart out in the solltuue of a country home, where "a gen tiewoman of reduced means" had under taken the sole responsibility of her edu cation and training. Samuel Jex had seen the lady it was none of bis busi ness, but ho had made it so - and it bad seemed to him as though the reduction • in her income had caused a very decided increase in the natural acidity of her disposition. To Be Continued in Next Issue. The Latest Dances and How to Dance 1 hem * ‘ The .1 ladrilliauua By MAURICE. A BRAND new summer dance for those who wish to be up to date tn the ball room. Miss Walton and I believe that this latest dance is a solution of the vexing question of modern dances. The modern dance to be popular must combine new features and get as far away us possi ble from the old waltz and two-step. <>>: the other hand, it should be as far ic- rir" . - L * X "» iMV pa n- This center » picture shows y. a position when Tango steps are taken. The girl holds both arms out- t stretched, the J man clasping i her hands. ? The steps are double two-steps, with a bend j * £| of the knee Wt ■ and of the arms 4 ■ J ' K at the same time. ta 5 • -'< k I It* i i 11 ■ \ Z’WBV ', ® L Jr I KufeL ' If Vkk •rM Jr; J 4 ■ t list i '' W W 1 I 1 flB * ■' ' B wn B Bl 'L H M. J Throughout the enti e dance the girl has her back to her partner. moved from the Gtlnzly Bea', the Tur key Trot and other contortions of tin kind which have brought many of the present dances into irrepute. I have christened this new dance "The Madrilllanna." It lias a wave like rhythmic sway, and I believe it is going to capture New York society just as it has tile expert and beautiful dancers in Paris ball rooms who come to me to be taught this latest combina tion of certain steps of tht> Tango and the four-step waltz. One of the novel features of the dance is that throughout its entire duration the girl has a. position with lier hack to her partner. At times tin man also turns his back, and as shown in the picture of the end of the dance. ADVICE TO THE LOVELORN * ’ By Beatrice Fairfax |j WHEN LOVE NAPPED. Dear Mias Eairfax: "l am eighteen and so deeply in love with a girl that I think of her always. 1 have told her she is a part of my life. One evening while she was*paying a visit to her cousin she found me asleep there I did not take her home that evening. I still love her, but she never wants to see or speak to me again. L. C. E. Such true and unswerving love de serves a better return. I am sure. Tht l truth may hurt you. but I must speak it' It is my opinion the girl does not love you. If she did. her love would not only excu-e vm> Tor sleep. Ing when she called, but go out in tender sxmpathy to you bi e iu.“'‘ you were over-tired. Make one more effort at a reconciliation and if she refuses it, pay attention to some other girl. That will prove you are not the sleepy head she now considers you and will renew her interest in you. WHAT DID YOU EXPECT? Dear Miss Eairfax Some time ago 1 invited my gen tleman friend up to tin house, but having heard somethin;, about him I Heated him very coolly. At the house were two girl friends of my brother's, and my friend got very friendly with one of them and took het home He called on Uei for a sraSroS ** WsmrM k 14 J \ It w a i BIMB ■ TOW ? • 'sss? '-*1 < ( \ Z / ■ s: . .■ » / / they glide ever the lioor look to back, ordinarily the girl's back alone if turned; she is in front of her partm r and this position is particularly adopted for obtaining gi aceful 'and ar tistic effects in the long wave-like glides which characterize the Madril lianna. , Easy Rhythm. Tiiis position also makes it possible for the man to drive or steer the girl and the couple are enabled to dance in better rhythm and more closely in time and in step. I have not danced this dance in public at all as yet. and •tilt' people of New York will be 1114' fit st to see it. Indeed, it would not have be come public except that the other day tlje Maharaja of Kapurthala gave a luncheon at his hotel. As every one knows, b.e is a great lover of good dancing and he had heard that 1 bud invented something new. so he request ed Mi.-s Walton and me to dance It for his guests. <>f course, we eomplb- I and the enthusiasm and praise which we received bv such people as the Grand Duke Boiis of Russia and his mother, the Grand Duchess Vladimir, the In fanta Eulalia of Stain, the Princess Louis d’Orleans Hraganza and th Prince and Princess Ghika, with other titled guests, make us believe that the Madrillianna is bound to be a popular success. Now, as to the dance its* if. It is done to a slow waltz and th' partners couple of weeks, but now has stoppiffl doing so., Did he do right by taking the girl home, and do you think he rates for me? ADELE. You invited you; lover to call and then humiliated him before others by snubbing him. He ilirl quite right in transferring his attentions to tile other girl. Only a worm would have remained constant to you under the circumstances. If you eve, become iei om il' d. re member that snubbing is not a dignified v iv of Heating as: i--nd of whom you have heart] ill teports. <nvo Idm- a chance to t lear him •< If. That is given ■ tlic »ni i of i riminals in • ver.\ com ’ in the land ami is surely due a maul in tin higher * o.irt.i of Lot ONLY ONE THING TO DO. /tear Mi“- Eai f.ix 1 am a young mm twenty-one ye,ais old and hate been keeping “itadx eomfhinv for tv.o and olv - half V -it s wit li a girl on, ar my senior. I have taken her out and given her presents ami tit iteil her as a gentii man should. 1 have been out of work for some time ami have written her a letter telling her I could not give her any pleasure till I'm working -gain, which won’t b* long. She ha* not answered m* . and it - ■ • -in - she do- s I not want me w hi* I'm not wink ing. > Sin says site loved m* , and I love take position, as shown in the first picture, the girl with her back to the man. A couple, of good dancers ear. make a poem of the first pose, and throughout the dance this position lends itself much im re to pretty poses and to interesting facial repressions than does the oidina \ dance position, where the two partners look into each other's ryes, or gaze over each idiier's shoulder In the first position the man lias- his sr Jr rx\ BB ; A particularly adapted for ob taining graceful effects. right arm about the waist of the girl and holds his left arm outstretched, grasping her hand. Her right hand may Im on hils hand at her waist or grace fully balanced with outstretched arm. The arm must not be held in a stiff or awkward manner and should wave gracefully with an undulating move ment of the waltz. The cbuple take four steps to the right. I‘"our steps to the left. Pour stops again to the right. Pour steps forward. Each set of four steps must end with the right foot in the air. Some Tango Steps. This is followed by five stops of the Tango for eight measures of the mu sic. With the Tango steps the girl holds both arms stretched out. the man clasping her hands, and the steps are the doubh two-steps with a bend of the knee and of the arms at the same time. The first five steps of the Tango to the right. Three steps of the Tango to the left. Repeat the Tango steps for eight more bars. Then come sixteen measures of a four-step waltz, resolving into the three-step Tango movement with the beating of the foot at the* beginning of the bar. All the movements are taken in a wavelike, swaying manner, the girt bending with each step while the part ner steadies her, bending with her at the same time. The last measures of the dative are done back to back, the steps being those of the Tango, but in reverse position. The Madrillianna has all the possi bilities of grace and beauty of action. Good dancers will make a sensation with it, and I predict fol it a tremen dous amount of success. It can not be cheapened or vulgarized, and it must be danced well and gracefully or not at all. her dearly. \\ *• were to be married in two years. CONSTANT READER. If you doubt her forget her. You have no ground for self-reproaches. You told her frankly of \-air financial condition, and if she lias no sympathy with your misfortune you owe it. to yourself to put her out of jour mind Why not turn your thoughts to better ing your condition, instead of to love'.’ I.i-t that come later, and I am sure the i-xperielu e will be all the sweeter for th.' delay. Nadmola Talcum WILL PLEASE THE gr ■’ : 3 MOST f - XAcT|N ° There’s None Better l&V ZH\N sti Contains More I L Antiseptics 'iW ® e,s f ree > us ’ en<M| gh ißxiiwijWWigw’'iTjM ox >’B en to keep the skin white, soft, smooth and healthy. Nadinola Talcum Powder is composed entirely of sanative ingredients. Soft as velvet Guaranteed By toilet counters or by mail 25 cents. NATIONAL TOILLT COMPANY. Parti. Tenn. * Hunting a Husband * NO. 14—THE WIDOW DECIDES TO ACCEPT MAYNARD, BUT A CRUEL REVELATION HALTS HER By VIRGINIA T. VAN DE WATER. ry-xHF. following morning Beatrice lay I abed late. Jack had been rest less with the pain in his hand and had railed his mother often during the night. But, although she did not get up at her usual rising hour, Beatrice did not sleep after tile first rays of the sun struggled through Iler drawn win dow curtains. She lay quiet, her eyes closed, thinking of Maynard, of his goodness and gentleness last evening to Jack and of what he had said, but chiefly of what her instinct told her he would sax in the interview she had promised to grant him. She was sure that he would propose to her, and she was almost equally certain of her own favorable reply. She did not love him, perhaps, she mused as she lay in her shaded room. Iter arms crossed above |ter head, her fair hair lying in a shining mass about her face. But lie was elever, and kind, ami a gentleman, and abundantly able to support her and her children. More over. she had married once for love, she reminded herself with a bitter smile. Yes; she would accept .Max nitrd. Her hour of calm thought had brought her to this decision. She would la calmly contented with him ns n husband. The episode attendant upon their trip to Claremont she had ban ished from her mind. He had practi cally denied to her that he was a hard drinker, and she could certainly accept his word as truth. He could not have lici t) well the afternoon of their drive, or it was all something that she could not understand and would not try to understand. She would trust him. that was all. To this point had Robert May nard's tact and good manners brought his erstwhile critic. The matter satisfactorily settled in her own mind. Beatrice arose, bathed and dressed herself, eating her late breakfast with a good appetite. She was busying herself with a hit of sew ing when Hie telephone rang. Think ing to herself that no other phone in the city ever rang as often as hers, she took down the receiver. When she re membered that the call might be from Maynard, she was conscious of a feel ing of glad anticipation, and it was with genuine disappointment that she recognized Henry Blanchard's now fa miliar wheeze. "It's I'ncle Henry.'-Mrs. Minor." said the old man with a chuckle. "Were von expecting some one else? You said •Hello' as thougli you thought you were going to hear srfinething pleasant." "And I think I am," answered Beatrice. "Child, child, don't try to turn the head of an old codger like me!” re proved Blanchard. although well pleased. "I only called you up. my dear, to ask if you would make me happy by letting me come to see you this evening if you are to be alone. Helen is going out of town today"— with another chuckle—"and I want t<? make the most of my opportunities.” “A friend is always welcome at tny house, whether Helen is in town or not,” said Beatrice, a trifle coldly. She disliked the air of intrigue the sexa genarian seemed anxious to impart to his visits. But Henry Blanchard, with bland un consciousness, accepted Beatrice's frig id statement as an invitation. "At what time, then?" he asked. A refusal arose to Beatrice's lips, but she was not so much infatuated with her potential fiance as to overlook the advantage of an anchor to windward, nor had she quite forgiven Helen Rob bins her subtle attempt at interference in I'ncle Henry's relations with her self. "At S;l?> I shall be disengaged and happv to see von." she answered. He arrived at Beatrice's apartment at S:ls with the punctuality of a busi ness man who prided himself on being prompt for every engagement. With him came also a gorgeous bouquet of roses, deep red and fragrant. "To make up for those you did not get " 1)0 said, as Beatrice exclaimed at their beauty. But she. with a woman's taet, refrained from enlarging upon what she pretended to consider Helen's mistake. The evening was warm and muggy, and oven in the softly lighted drawing room the temperature was oppressive. I'ncle Henry mopped his face con stantly with a large silk handkerchief, while Beatrice fanned herself languid ly too warm to be comfortable. "I declare." said the man. finally, "this is the kind of night on which one feels that he would like to go to some quiet roof garden where there is a br> ez.o and listen to the orchestra.” "It is, indeed," assented Beatrice. A half-hour later they were seated in a cool roof garden where whfte eovered tables shimmered in the soft lights that gleamed among the palms, and the strains of a string orchestra mingled with the chatter of the guests. FRECKLEFACE New Remedy That Removes Freckles or Costs Nothing. Horn’s a chance Miss Freckle-Face, to try a new remedy for freckles with the guarantor of a reliable dealer that it will not cost sou a penny unless It removes the freckles, while if it does give you a clear complexion, the expense is trifling. Simply get an ounce of othine double strength, from Jacobs' Pharmacy, and one night s treatment will show you how easy it is- to rid yourself of the homely freck les an<l get a beautiful complexion. Rare ly is more than one ounce needed for the worst case. Bo sure to ask Jacobs’ for the double strength othine, as this is the only pre scription sold under guarantee of money l»a* k if it falls to remove freckles. TETTERINE CURES ECZEMA Haynesville, Ala., April 26, 1909. J T. Shuptrlno, Savannah, (la. I‘ear Sit Please send me another box <«f yout Tptterine I got a box about three weeks ago for mj wife’s arm She has o< zrma from wrist to elbow and that box 1 got Las nearly cured it, and she thinks line box more will cure her arm well I have tried everything I could get hold of and nothing did any good Yours truly, 'l’. RYALS 50c all druggists, or by mail from manu facturer The Shuptrine Company, Sa vannah. Ga. ••• DR| WOOLLEY, S SANITARIUM OPIUM and WHISKY J 1 - «a»« «« etirshla. P,Uent» also 'rested at their homes. Otm> ftTai: - L jESLuEjfcsjßl imitation confideatUl. A book on the subject free DR. RH, WOOLLEY h aoa. B-A Victor Ssnitulaa, «. At Beatrice's reciuest, I'ncle Henry had lighted a cigar., and she appeared to be listening to his prosy talk while she sipped iced tea and enjoyed the coolness and the music. At another table, half-obscured by a large palm, a gay party of men were drinking, not wisely but unrestrain edly. Several times their laughter rang out loudly, and Beatrice glanced In annoyance in their direction. A sudden roar of merriment made- her turn her head again toward the ill tnannered group. One of the men was standing up with the evident intention of making a speech. His face was red,, his mouth loose and flaccid, and he elung to the edge of the table as his eyes glanced restlessly about the room. It was Robert Maynard. The manager hurried up and spoke in a low tone to the three men who remained seated. Two of them grasp ed Maynard and pulled him back into his chair. "I don't feel quite well," murmured Beatrice. "Let us go home!" "Mother.” asked Jack the next morn ing, "when’s Mr. Maynard coming again ?" "He's not coming. Ladle." was the grave reply. "Never, mother?" questioned the child. "No, never!" said Beatlice in a flrm voice. 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