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THE OrE OR QIAN’S MAGAZINE, PAGE “The Gates of Silence” By Meta Simmins, Author of "Hushed Up" TODAY’S INSTALLMENT. "It won’t be for long, Bess." he had whispered to the child In porting. ’’Keep your courage up—your granddad s look ing after you." Since the departure of the child and the loneliness which had descended on the ehop and Its upper rooms, that old habit of the lonely, of speaking aloud, had re turned to Jex. It displayed itself In many only half-coherent exclamations and mutterings this morning, as he sat huddled up In a heap reading with an absorbed Interest the columns devoted to the Rlmington case In his daily paper. The press had taken up the Rlmington case Why, it was difficult to say, seeing that public opinion at the trial had been so notably against Rlmington. Perhaps be cause of that very reason—perhaps for the sheer sport of championing a lost cause. Most probably, however, because those acute brains which juggle with the things of life and death and the destinies of nations had foreseen the capital which might be made out of a woman's broken heart —out of that last scene In court and those words which had not been spoken by the woman who was known to have loved Rlmington. Untold Evidence. "Evidence was being held back." "Some one was silent who ought to have spoken.” That, was the burden of the accusation against the prosecution which the great paper that had espoused Rlmington's cause hammered daily into the minds of Its hundreds of thousands of readers. It called him the legal martyr, and the phrase stuck. Rimlngton, the Legal Mar tyr—very little else was discussed' at sub urban tea tables; in the clubs arid city of fices the tide, which had been strong against the condemned man, began to turn. The free and enlightened Briton Is enormously Influenced by his feminine belongings, and so far as the women of England were concerned the tide in favor of Rlmington, and the agitation for the intervention of the home secretary In his favor, was In full flood. "It'll be a reprieve, Leah,” Jex said, smiting the paper he held with his open hand. He sat staring at the rusty stove, where the coals were glowing now to a red heat, and their light was not brighter than the sudden glow In his eyes; their heat not greater than the heat of the hatred that burned In his heart. If Rlmington, the man condemned to be hanged for the murder of the money lender In Tempest street, were reprieved, that would give him, Samuel Jex, time to perfect the work he had In hand. Other wise, with the sands of life running out with every moment, it would not be' pos sible —at least not possible in time to save Innocent blod. Samuel Jex stood up sharply, so sharply and abruptly as to dislodge the cat crouch ing on his shoulders. Usually so nimble footed, taken by surprise, it fell, striking the floor sideways and uttering one of a cat’s rare cries of pain. The old man did not, vouchsafe It a glance. Instead, he -aised his hand above him with a fiercely ’ramatlc gesture. &-JRI J<A <4^! ANTy WK n/ drudge W\i iii -L. w ?H’H’vF*?wV‘*»f4 Anty Drudge Causes a Panic in Washboilers. inty Drudge— “ Well, well, well! So my work is beginning to show even in the store windows. When I see wasliboilers offered at half price, I feel just as though the women were thanking me for releasing them from the slavery of the old-fashioned washday, with its back-breaking rubbing- -its ruinous boiling —and its sickening smell. For Fels-Naptha changes washday to play-day.” Modern progress hasn’t forgotten the woman at the tub. Fels-Naptha proves that. Time was when medicine wasn’t con sidered good unless it was strong enough or tasted had enough half to choke the patient. Some folks who don’t know about that new way of washing think that wash day must be a day of seething suds, scald ing water, perspiration and general misery. But Fels-Naptha is converting these people who have been tied to the not good-enough method. You see there is away to wash clothes summer or winter in cool or luke warm water, away that saves your strength, your time and your temper, and preserves the garments from the ruinous, fibre-destroying boiler. That way is the Fels-Naptha way. Look for the red and green wrapper. “Lord, forbear to strike,” he said aloud. "Hold Thy hand for yet a little time longer,” His hands fell to his side suddenly, his rigid body relaxed, and he stood In an at titude of listening. They were shouting newspapers in the street the first edition of the afternoon papers damp from the press. He noticed that there had been a recrudescence lately of that forbidden raucous shouting of newsboys. Shuffling through the shop, he opened the door, and, standing on the step, list ened. “Acshun by the 'Ome Secretary.” The roaring voice died away; silence settled down on the deserted street; silence that was presently broken by a steady tread of distant footsteps, that sound which here had always the strange effects as of an echo heard from some far off thoroughfare. Wrapping his plaid about him, Jex stepped onto the pavement and looked down the street. A man was coming toward him; almost before he saw him, It seemed to Jex that he had known who the walker was—Paul Saxe. Saxe had a newspaper in his hand. The still damp, pink sheets were tossed and crushed by the wind that had striven to wrest them from his hand when he had opened It at the corner of the street. His face was pallid with the ugly gray pallor of the olive skinned. For once Samuel Jex forgot to vouch safe his usual servile greeting to his mas ter. "So they've reprieved him?" he said, and the very tone of his voice was changed. Paul Saxe looked up. The eyes of the tw-o men met, and, Just for an instant, the evil souls of them looked out at each other through their unveiled eyes. Saxe was the* first to recover himself. He crumpled the paper Into a ball and flung it Into the street, where the wind pounced on Its new plaything and sent it hurtling before It around the cornej. “Mr. Rlmington. you mean, I presume?” Saxe asked. "I suppose one dare hardly call It a reprieve out there's to be a legal delay of some sort, I understand. But if It's to be compassed there will be a reprieve—I have been working to that end night and day.” "Ah. ’ Samuel Jex turned to lead the way into the shop. "You were always a generous gentleman, sir," he said, and as he spoke his nose came down too far over his pale lips, and hls tufted eye brows raised themselves under the ab surd smoking cap, so that he looked like some ugly laughing satyr come to life, masquerading in this wilderness of streets In an •mbroidered smoking cap and a check plaid shawl. In the Tolls. Betty Lumsden stood at the window of the drawing room at the Croft and looked out over the ruined garden. From whore she stood she could catch a glimpse of the river, leaden-looking and turgid under the gray sky. The trees which in summer hid it from the windows were as leafless as in November. These last weeks had wrought sad havoc in the country and riverside gardens. Three weeks of alternating rain and high, fierce winds sometimes to Betty, waiting alone here In the house by the river, it had seemed as though the very heavens wept at the sight of the injustice her silence had condoned. To Be Continued in Next issue. The Smiling Beauty By Hazel Dawn An Object Lesson For the Girl Who Can Smile Prettily But Won't ' /// v abiß/ \ i Wk // \ imab r IW’w/ \W WyMK >29bbl M. ..j ; \ r? wßb llr flL#' ■4/ /A vSSrfzipL I Miss Hazel Dawn, the original "Pink I lljoiffip -3SQRKBHHF' '■’’♦A \ / ijaSgC I Lady,” and member of Florenr. Zieg- H®.' I I / feld’s coterie of famous beauties. i II ‘ 8 B * lown t’ er e ' n various pesos \ I V' *' // that aptly serve to show the 4 I I .V <’ , /'' value of a pretty smile. W * '<■// \ // By HAZEL DAWN. I HAVE been asked to give my par ticular secret for beauty to the readers of this paper. I don’t believe that I have any es pecial formula for beauty, but if I were to sum up in a word the quality which to me is the greatest beautifler of the human face, I should call It happiness. Happiness expresses Itself in laugh ter, and to me the laughing face is the prettiest of all. I have always cultivated a sense of humor and done my hair up in a sim ple way, and vyhatever good looks I have, have been enhanced by both characteristic®. I have seen many girls who ought to be pretty, and whose natural expres sion was glum and depressed, or who had overtopped their small faces with masses of false hair, bandeaux and or naments until they were anything but attractive. I think your face expresses your hab itual and characteristic train of thought. You can't have a disagree able, unlovely disposition and expect to look like Lillian Russell, who is just as amiable as she looks to be. On the other hand, even If you haven't classic features and a Cupid’s bow mouth, if you radiate good humor and affection those qualities will shine in your face, and no matter what kind of a complex ion you have, or how straight your hair may be, some people in the world are bound to think you are a dear, and a few will think you beautiful to look at. So my advice to the girl who wants to be beautiful Is to laugh and be merry. A Great Tonic. Laughter is the greatest tonic In the world, and the greatest natural beauti fler. I am always glad to hear the au dience laugh, not only because I know that they appreciate the work of the actors on the stage, but because it is so good for them. Worry makes one old, laughter rejuvenates. Laughing is just as good an exercise as deep breathing, and you'll never find a person with a hearty ringing laugh, constantly laughing at something or other, who hasn't a pretty good pair of lungs. If you want to be pretty, be an optimist. If you want to be a stage success, be an optimist, and if you want to succeed In the career of home-maker, be a double-dyed optimist and cultivate a laugh. We can't all be Mark Tapleys, but a good many of us can cultivate his op timistic point of view. That Is certain ly one thing the stage will do for you. A stage career is full of ups and downs, of worries and petty irrltatiorfs, no matter how successful one may be. Now. if one is going to be tempera mental and let everything worry one, when the curtain rings up in the even ing there 1s no vitality left with which to give a good performance for which I the audience has paid admission. So the actress by and by begins to take things more easily and neither one-night stands nor bad food and poor lodging on the road can ruffle her spir its. She refuses to be annoyed, and if she is upset or nervous she is sufficient of an actress In every day life not to show it. but to assume the happy ex pression for which she is celebrated, and which Is one of her business assets. Women who laugh a great deal stay young longer than those whose faces tire sad, severe or even merely earnest. The severe expression tends to length en the face, and it always pulls the corners of the mouth down. These I I ing lines are the lines of tragedy land ag< The mouth th*»t turns up is 'the inouiti of vomh end comedy. No woman needs to grow to be middle aged with those deep lines at the lower corners of the mouth. Those lines come because one Is too severe or has w orked too much, or even been a little cross, when with a well-de veloped sense of humor and a little will power one could have turned those self-same drooping corners up ward. Not Worth While. Have you ever caught a glimpse of yourself suddenly when you were walking by deep in thought, and looked up to see your reflection in the shop’s mirror? Have you realized sow f severe, cross and anxious you looked? Do you know that because you couldn't match a sample of ribbon your face took on the annoyed expression of an elderly cross-grained prime minister? Is it worth while to make ugly lines in one’s face just for trivial things, as w'e women are constantly doing? The dressmaker disappointed us, and we frown a whole day. Now, by de veloping a sense of humor, you learn that it is the nature of dressmakers to disappoint, and you avoid this trial by ordering your frock a long time in advance. A sense of humor does a great deal toward helping one to be charitable to one's neighbor, and I think that charitableness and kindliness are re flected In the face sooner than any other thoughts. The skin may be disfigured with scars and marks, but if the spirit be hind the face is a kindly one people ar? bound to see a certain beauty striving to express Itself. When I said I believed in a sense of humor as a particular beautifler I also added that I always did my hair plain. You will seldom And a girl with a real Up-to-Date Jokes 'A sailor's life Is a hard one,” said the steamer's captain. "It Is not so hard as it used to be before the com ing of steam,” he said, "but it is still fearfully hard, for all that. In fact, I heard of but one man who had a de cent excuse for going to sea,” "And who was he, captain?” asked the passenger. “Noah,” the captain answered. “For if the old fellow had remained on shore he would have been drowned.” A lady had a rather dissipated hus band. and one evening she said to a friend: “I wish 1 knew where George was'.’’ The friend, a professor’s wife, said primly: "1 presume, dear, you mean you wish you know where he Is?" "No, I don’t." said the lady. "I know where he is. He is upstairs In bed with bloodshot eyes and a terrific headache. I want to know where he was!” Salesman —Now, here, madam, is a piece of goods that speaks for itself. I Customer (interrupting) -Then sup pose you keep quiet a moment and give it a chance. A lodger said to his landlady: "I as sure you, madam, I am so much liked that I neven left a lodging but my landlady shed tears.” "Perhaps.” said she. "you always went away without paying ” "There’s Dorsett, now Would you call him a patient man?" "All depends.” , "On what?" "Whether he's fishin’ or waitin' for his supper." Heckler tto orator)—Ill guvnor, do you support early closing? Orator -Certainly I do. my friend Heckler —Then shut up. J// sense of humor and a good looking glass who will make a ridiculous object of herself by displaying hair dressers’ goods bought by the pound and insecurely attached to her hair. If nature has been very stingy with you and only given you a couple of hairs, I think any woman is justified in supplementing the deficiency, but I have seen so many girls with really nice hair cover up their own tresses with Importations from China, where 1 the coarse long hair comes from, that I wonder if they have any idea how ridiculous they look. 1 For stage purposes It is often neces- ■ sary to wear artificial hair, because the efforts On the stage have to be heavier and stronger than in real life. That is why one is forced to paint and make i up because the strong electric light 1 makes even the healthiest complexion i look A few soft natural curls i on the forehead wouldn’t be seen from the back row of the orchestra, so l heavier artificial curls are often used, but the girl who thinks that she is : beautifying herself by adopting these ■ artifices and bringing them into the ■ light of day is very' much mistaken. She shows that she lacks a sense of i proportion and a sense of humor. The ■ latter saves one from many a foolish s mistake which the seeker after beauty ' is likely to make. YOUNG WIFE SAVED FROM JIOSPITAL Tells How Sick She Was And What Saved Her From An Operation. Upper Sandusky, Ohio. ‘ ‘ Three years ago I was married and went to house- 81 j tor told me to go to a hospital. I did not like that idea very well, so, when I saw your advertisement in a paper, I wrote to you for advice, and have done as you told me. I have taken Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound and Liver Pills, and now I have my health. “ If sick and ailing women would only know enough to take your medicine, they would get relief —M rs. B ENJ. H. Stans- BERY, Route 6, Box 18, Upper Sandusky, Ohio. If you have mysterious pains, irregu larity, backache, extreme nervousness, inflammation, ulceration or displace ment, don’t wait too long, but try Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound now. For thirty years Lydia E, Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound, made from roots and herbs, has been the standard remedy for female ills, and such unquestionable testimony as the above proves the value of this famous remedy and should give every one confidence. keeping. I was not feeling well and could hardly drag myself along. I had such tired feelings, my back ached, my sides ached, I had bladder trouble aw fully bad, and I could not eat or sleep. I had headaches, too, and became almost a ner vous wreck. My doc- Daysey Mayme and Her Folks By Frances L. Garside THE VACATION HABIT. 4i T see /’ grumbled Lysander John Appleton, helping his daughter on the train, “why you can’t be content with putting a cinder in your eye, and staying at home.” But other girls take trips every summer, and Daysey Mayme has to do as other girls do. The other girls also have to do as other girls do, making an endless chain no father’s protests can break. Daysey Mayme had practiced for her trip by sleeping for three weeks on the pantry shelf. For this reason she awoke Refreshed after a night in her berth, and hastened to the dressing room, every muscle trimmed for the fray. Reaching the dressing room, she hung a skirt on every nail and spread out her toilet articles so that they covered all the available space in front of the mirror. Other women burst in the door —five, six, seven, nine of them —but Daysey Mayme tightened her straight front and pinned on her back curls with equa nimity. They tried to get a peep at the mirror, but she brushed them aside like so many flies. They struggled to get near the wash bowl, but Daysey Mayme pushed them out of her way to give her finger nails another dip, humming a gay tune all the while. They grumbled, which prompted Daysey Mayme to experiment with five shades of pink powder on her ears, looking critically in the glass at each effect. One woman dared remove one of Daysey Mayme’! skirts from one of the five hooks. Daysey Mayme smilingly threw the woman’s skirt on the floor and replaced her own. When every curl was in place, every braid pinned on at just the right angle, and she had finished with her powder can and fastened the last hook to her dress, she collected her toilet articles and slowly walked out, leav ing seventeen women fuming at the delay. "Monopoly of the dressing room is one of the ways a woman has for showing she is a Great Traveler,” mused Daysey Mayme. 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Corner Peachtree and Decatur; Entrance 19% Peachtree GEORGIAN WANT ADS BRING RESULTS. she had demonstrated her experien as a traveler when a newsboy "I belong to seventeen re seirrh clubs, nine uplift societies and sou , teen literary organizations,” she mused "and all this Intellectual pursuit ha' left its mark on my countenance u’ will recognize my intellectuality bv asking me to buy some very deep text book,” she said, watching him cora l down the aisle. The newsboy reached her H paused. He took a look at her. Then he handed her "Beyond Pardon” h Bertha M. Clay! Then Daysey Mayme fainted Do You Know— -J Warnings against frost are sent by the United States Weather B U re“' to farmers and orchardists, and It j, estimated that ten million dollars' worth of property has been saved aj the result of one such forecast Exclusive of twenty-year-old vesseli Great Britain has 55 battleships Ger many 33, France 21, and Japan 15. During the last seven years the farm, ing population of New South Wales has increased by 7,000 people. For the twelve months ending May 31 last, 317,460,537 pounds of tea were imported Into London. Sir Philip Sassoon, twenty-four years of age, is the youngest Member of Par. liament in England. Scotland lost over 9,000 of her popj. latlon during April last by the drain of emigration. Sheep could be purchased In England for fourpence apiece during the twelfth century. Up to 1880 only about a dozen varie ties of sweet peas were in cultivation. Torture was abolished In Scotland In 1690, fifty years later than In England. Paraffin can be produced by the dis tillation of coal, also from Irish peat Beet sugar to a total of 14,000,005 tons is produced every year. Hats were first made In the year 1406.