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THE QEOBGIIAM’S MAGAZINE PAGE * Hunting a Husband * By VIRGINIA T. VAN DE WATER. BEATRICE MINOR sat at her writ ing table, brows knit and lips compressed. This was the day on which Robert Maynard had prom ised to call, and she was writing to him. cancelling the engagement. A messenger, waiting in the hall impa tiently, twirling a cap between restless hands, and a quantity of torn note pa per in the waste basket gave evidence that it is not easy for a woman to write a certain kind of letter. Even now Beatrice hesitated at sev ering all relations with the man whom she had found charming, but the mem ory of his bleared eyes and Hushed drunken face, wearing the expression she had seen too often on Tom May nard's countenance, moved her sicken ingly and turned doubt into determ 1 - natlon. At last the letter was finished. She read it over carefully. "My Dear Mr. Maynard: I regret that It will be impossible for me to see you this evening. My plans are un settled and necessitate my asking you not to call hereafter without previous announcement. Very truly yours, "BEATRICE MINOR.” The writer felt a qualm of uncer tainty as she handed the missive to the impatient messenger, a qualm which had strengthened to doubt by the time he had slammed the door behind him. Having burned her bridges, she began, woman fashion, to torture herself by dwelling mentally upon the advan tages of the now’ inaccessible shore. One minute she reproached herself for her insincerity In not telling the man frankly the cause of her displeasure, the next she was regretting, against her better judgment, that she had been so peremptory and final in breaking off their friendship. And while she thus pondered, the telephone, as often before, sounded ab ruptly across her musings. "Hello!” she replied hastily. “Is Mrs. Minor in?” asked a familiar voice. It was Robert Maynard. For a moment Beatrice hesitated. Writing a letter of dismissal was one thing; breaking with a man like May nard by word of mouth was quite an • other. "This Is Mrs. Minor’s maid, sir.” she replied In an assumed voice, and as steadily as she could. “Mrs. Minor is not at home aA present.” "Thank you—Hl try’ to ce.ll up later,” said the masculine tones. With a trembling hand Beatrice re turned the receiver to its hook and went back to her drawing room, glanc ing guiltily at the kitchen door as she passed it, wondering uneasily if the servant had heard her prevarication. When Jack and Jean came home to luncheon, the boy, after a grave look Into his mother’s eyes, asked with a child’s keen discernment: "Aren’t you well, mother?” "Certainly,” replied Beatrice, forcing herself to smile brightly. "Why de you ask, dear?” "You look Find of unhappy,” re marked the child. At the 5 o’clock tea time Mr. Blanch ard came in. "I ran in for just a few minutes,” he announced, "to see if you are quite well again today. You looked very bad last night.” "I’m entire!'- well,” smiled Beatrice, "and somewhat ashamed of myself for my last night’s w-eakness. Won't you sit down and have a cup of tea with me?” "I’m afraid I can’t," demurred "Uncle Henry.” sinking, nevertheless, into a DOCTORS ADVISE OPERATIONS Saved by Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound. Swarthmore, Penn. “ For fifteen years I suffered untold agony, and for— one period of nearly two years I had hem orrhages and the <* doctors told me I would have to un 'dergo an operation, 'I Jp ; but I began taking \ Lydia E. Pinkham’s wt&i Vegetable Com- P oun d and am in good health now. I am over the —‘—a* offaMt/iB change of Life and cannot praise your Vegetable Compound toohighly. Every woman should take it at that time. I recommend it to both old and young for female troubles.” —Mrs. Emily Summersgill, Swarthmore, PA. Baltimore, Md. —‘‘ My troubles began with the loss of a child, and I had hem orrhages for four months. The doctors said an operation was necessary, but I dreaded it and decided to try Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound. The medicine has made me a well woman and I feel strong and do my own Ayork.”— Mrs. J. R. Picking, 1260 Sargeant St., Baltimore, Md. Since we guarantee that all testimo nials which we publish are genuina<is it not fair to suppose that if Lydia E. Pink ham’s Vegetable Compound has the vir tue to help these women it will help any ’ther woman who is suffering in a like manner ? If you want special advice write to Lydia E. Pinkham Medicine Co. (confi dential) Lynn, Mass. Your letter will be opened, read and answered by a nuuiau and held in strict confidence. chair and glancing at his watch. “Helen asked me to leave a note from her at a house on Riverside drive, and," laugh ing slyly, "this was en route. I hope," turning suddenly grave, "that those boisterous men at the table near us last night did not shock you, for” But Beatrice interrupted him brusquely. "No," she answered quickly ly, “and don't le’t’s talk of them! Have you ev.er seen the lovely view- of the Park 1 get from this room?” To divert her caller from the un pleasant subject she accompanied him to the window. He leaned out and looked up and down the street and, at sight of a familiar figure approaching along the pavement below him, he hastily drew in his head. "Yes, it’s real fine here, isn’t it?” he agreed hastily. “And now I must be going, Mrs. Minor.” Uncle Henry Escapes. Beatrice had not seen the object that caused his sudden discomfiture and was somewhat puzzled at her guest’s flurry of uneasiness. “Oh, stay a little longer, won’t you?" she urged cordially. "The tea tray is coming In a minute.” “I wish I might stop longer,” replied Uncle Henry over his shoulder as he hastened down the hall. “But it's late, and I’ve an errand to do—and 1 have to go. No, don’t ring for the elevator," he protested as Beatrice made a motion towards the bell. "I’ll walk down —I’d rather, really. Good-bye, my dear, good-bye!” Beatrice looked after the scuttling form in perplexed amazement. A mo ment! ater, when the elevator left at her door Helen Robbins, she was somewhat enlightened. “Oh.” she laughed in spite of herself. “I might have known you were com ing!” “Why?” asked Helen suspiciously, as she glanced about the drawing room, and noticed the tea tray, which had just been brought in. and the two cups resting upon it. Beatrice laughed somewhat confus edly. "Perhaps,” she said, “because two cups means company, and Mary brought In two just before you ar rived.” "I was wondering." acknowledged Helen, seating herself in an easy chair, “if I might not meet Uncle Henry here He was coming qp to this part of town with a note I asked him to de liver and he was so eager to act as my messenger that I thought perhaps ■he meant to stop here." Beatrice felt her friend's s.uirp eyes upon her face, but she answered light ly. “I don't think,” she added, re flectively. "that Mr. Blanchard has evet come here to afternoon tea. I wish he would. Two lumps, dear?” she asked, with the sugar lumps poised in air above the cup of steaming tea. “One, please. Honey," was the equal ly indifferent reply. There was a short silence while the two women sipped their tea. each secretly wondering what the other’s thoughts were at that particular mo ment. Then Helen spoke. "My dear Beatrice." she declared. “I could have gone through the floor with shame and confusion the other afternoon when Robert Maynard walk ed in Just as we were talking of him. I did not even hear the front door open or close. Do you suppose he heard what you said while he was out in the hall?” “I don't care whether he did or not," replied Beatrice, calmly. "Every word I said was true. And I’ll tell him so to his face if he ever speaks to me about it.” “You wouldn't do such a thing, would you?" gasped Helen. "I certainly would!” said the widow, firmly. Mrs. Robbins took the last swallow of tea in her cup, returned the cup to the table, folded her hands, and. lean ing back in her chair, eyed her friend judicially. And Beatrice know that once more she would be expected by her match-making friend to give an explanation of her seemingly rabid views of the man who had, of late, occupied much of her waking thoughts. Do You Know— A North Westmoreland farmer re cently came across' a very unusual sight. In the course of his rounds through his fields he found a nest with twenty-five eggs in it. The large num ber was not the only marvel, for on examining the eggs he found that fif teen of them belonged to a pheasant, and the remaining ten to a partridge. The pheasant, as the stronegr bird, was the probable intruder. It is stated on good authority that one out of every three blind children loses its sight owing to carelessness at birth. Great Britain owns 65 submarine naval vessels, France 58, t ( he United States 20 and Japan 12. There are only two words in our lan. guage in which the five vowels come in order —"facetious” and "abstemious." On a peal of twelve bells 479,001,600 changes are possible. Boiled potatoes contain 75 1-2 per cent of water. A pint of water weighs twenty ounces. only om -third of the people on earth are Christians. Over 2.000,000 volumes are contained in the library at the British Museum. Some Modes For Uncertain Weather From the Latest Designs of Pans and Berlin Couturteres Mm Wt HRP H Wo// JMHBM I x. 1 e* ER Mi ■ hl ■ MM '? mMi W Ilwjß ' ; fJW w fc-. g® IM V ■KEww te - teiS Ml CONTRASTING MATERIALS. THE suit In the picture on the left is formed of contrasting materials. The check mate rial. in shades of brown and beige, which forms the skirt of this tai lored costume, is also used to edge the rolled back revers and cuffs. The jacket is made of smooth cloth. An attractive walking gown is shown in the center picture. The three-quarter length cutaway coat, which is trimmed with piped frills, is carried out in liberty blue taf fetas. which forms a daring con- “The Gates of Silence” By Meta Sim mins, Author of "Hushed Up” TODAY’S INSTALLMENT. No wonder Pau! Saxe had assured the man in prison so confidently that he had found means to silence Betty’s tongue. He held the price of her silence in his own hand -the public branding of her father as a forger and a thief! That was a big price—but not one that alone would have purchased the silence which in her own eyes at least meant the death of the man she loved. Paul Saxe had more skillful weapons than that in his armory. He had shown her how subtly all the threads were interwoven by which a charge of conspiracy could be brought against them all—against her father, who stood self-condemned—against Mrs. Bar rington. whose desperate need for money would be known—against Rimington, who had every reason to wish to try to save the honor of the father of the woman he was to marry. Among them all, not one argument strong enough to convince or silence an ordinary woman of the world —yet very potent with Betty of the child's heart. Betty, who had been brought up to be lieve in a fool’s paradise of a world, whom even that episode of Edith's secret marriage and betrayal had not wakened from her child’s dreams. "If you decide to speak, Miss Betty, you will destroy the man you wish to save," Saxe had told her earnestly. “It will be as though you saw a man fighting for his life against armed foes, and byway of assistance went behind him and clung to his arms. We’ll save him -of that I am convinced. But for you to admit your presence In Tempest street, a pres ence I at one time believed to have been more than suspected by the police, that would be to ruin him utterly, and not him alone, not yourself—but your father —your sister, perhaps. I don't so much as speak of myself.” "False —false and utterly useless!” Betty started up from the bed. "Bet ter that the whole truth should have come out than this.” Some one had knocked at the bed room door. "Yes?" Betty went across to the door anti listened. "Yes, Fairchild? Mr. Saxe. Ob, please tell him I am lying down— that I am sorry, but I can not see him.” She could not face the man this after noon. It was not possible. Then she started and caught at the tiandie of the door as the servant, spoke again. "He says he must see you, miss. He has important news for you. That was his message, miss, and I was told to de liver it at once.” "I'll be with him directly.” Betty made no delay. 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He came forward to meet her and she saw that his face was pale, so pale that the livid scar, healed now, but never to be wholly effaced, showed almost red In contrast. “Miss Betty”—since that one outburst when he had demanded his quid pro quo in the city office, Saxe had gone back to the more formal address - ' I've got news, splendid news for you. He has <>een re prieved.” "Reprieved!” A thousand conflicting thoughts raced through the mind of the white-faced girl standing there. Joy, re lief, disappointment. Which was her dom inant sensation? For a moment she hard ly knew. "Oh, thank Heaven! thank Heaven!” she cried, brokenly. ”1 knew ft wasn't possible—l knew the Almighty could not permit him to die!” "No—it was not possible,” Haul Saxe said in his silken voice. "Your woman’s instincts always are. And now" he paused and looked at her, and in the soft radiance of the candle-light bls eyes had an inscrutable look "and now Miss Bet ty"— It seemed to the girl looking at him, as a. dove might, look at a serpent, that she knew what his next words would be. "My reward —the reward you promised me." She was not Insensible to the fact that It was to this man that Jack indirectly owed his life. But for Saxe’s efforts— for the efforts of his subsidized newspa per—the agitation which bad turned the tide in Rimlngton’s favor would have been impossible. Under Goc, Jack owed his life to this man "And now, Miss Betty,” Saxe said again. “This Is but the beginning for him. I don't mean to stay—l know after this you will need to be alone—but before I go, may I say just this? You mustn’t be afraid of me. Once I said mad things to you and spoke of a price. That was mad ness—utter madness. Miss Betty, I —l am not the Shylock you think me. I’m not a magnanimous philanthropist either—l'm only the man who loves you, who would GRAND CIRCLE TOUR 4,000 Miles by Rail and Steamer A marvellous collection of Interesting travel features, visiting Cincinnati, De troit, with steamer to Buffalo, Niagara Falls, Toronto, Canada, Thousand Is lands, Albany, Daylight Steamer down the Hudson, New York City, Philadel phia. Baltimore. Washington, with an Invigorating ocean voyage of half the Atlantic coast to Savannah. Nothing like it ever offered before. We pay TNN7 on. woautrs s>hitwom OPIUM Ml WHISKY SS'SSg mm* u« ctinubU. Patl«nta also treated at their home*. Cow nuitatton 'smtidentlal. A book on the jnbjoct fn* DA B. M WOOLUi’ * »ML Jk. UA VUtw giintart—a MM*. o*. PEARL BUTTONS AND WHITE SERGE. ranged lace frill and a long line of glass buttons and buttonholes run from the throat to the hem of the skirt. A deep collar of lace finishes the neck, and a band of the same shade as the skirt completes the sleeves. The hat, simply trimmed with an upright pair of wings and a flat bow, is very attractive. On the right is an example of a slightly draped skirt for a tailored suit. Seven large pearl buttons decorate the skirt and buttons of varying size are used on the coat. / much, very much, to give you happi ness. And tonight 1 want to come as near self-sacrifice as such a man as I can ever hope to come. I don't give you up your promise—it isn't possible for me to do that. A day might come—ah, even you can’t tell —when you may be glad I did not do that. But for a year I shall not claim that promise. I give you a year of freedom, and much can happen in a year. The grave might give up its secret, and the Gates of Silence roll back. But in a year—Betty, Betty—in a year!" His arms were about her almost be fore she was aware that he had altered his pose, holding her so close as though he would never let her go. She could feel his lips on her hair. There in the firelight* she fell on her knees by the low chair,Tier hands cover ing her face, her lips moving. '“A year! Ah, dear Heaven, a year! A year of freedom —a year to wait and pray and hope. And afterward’ Oh, Heaven, be merciful—be merciful!” To Be Continued in Next Issue. HER HANDS AND ARMS MADE MARVELOUSLY BEAUTIFUL IN A SINGLE NIGHT FREE PRESCRIPTION DID IT Grace Benson says: "Had any one told me such wonderful results could be ac complished so quickly, I positively would not have believed It. My arms and bands weri covered with freckles; my neck was dark and wrinkled from the use of high collars; my hands were tanned and the knuckles red. "All these defects were removed by one application of a free prescription, which I am pleased to give to any one. It's just as simple as it is effective. Go to any drug store and get an empty two-ounce bottle and a one-ounce bottle of Kulux Compound. Pour the entire bottle of Ku lux into the two-ounce bottle, add one quarter ounce of witch hazel and till with water. Prepare this prescription at your own home, then you know you are getting it right. Apply night and morn ing. It makes the skin soft and beautiful, no matter how rough and ungainly your hands and arms are. One application will astonish you. I have given this prescrip tion to thousands of women and they are all just as enthusiastic as I am. Try It on your neck and shoulders and you will be agreeably surprised.” every necessary expense for the whole tout of TWO WEEKS for only $75.00. Sarne tour of one week, without New York features, only $55.00. These prices include ALL living expenses. Special Pullman train leaves Atlanta Saturday, August 17. 'Wire or write for reserva tion now Further Information from J. F. McFarland, 41-1-2 Peachtree, At lanta. Ga. Daysey May me and Her Folks By Frances L. Garside KIN COMMISSIONER LYSANDER JOHN APPLETON has in time settled every kin question that has come before him save this: What proportion of a man’s salary should a man spend on his kin in ord< r to be just and generous, and what pro portion should he save to meet the un certainties of the future? The Kin Commissioner has made many decisions on this question, but none that will stand. If he ever re signs from the important position he holds it will be because of this trouble some question. In the last few days, with the aid of an ice pack cn his head and a game of solitaire between decisions to quiet his nerves, he has handed down the follow ing decisions: When a man and his wife disagree, h Is the government and she is the revo lutionist. (Note: This decision may be reversed when Mis. Appleton comes home.) ■When there is a funeral, the poor kin are to have their rightful places in the family circle. Every man’s relatives should live so far away that he feels like putting on a clean shirt when he roes to see them. When a man goes on a long, long journey to attend the funeral of a kin, it is certain the kin left something besides mourners, and he is on his way to get his. "When kin talk of the family skeleton, they mean some alive, flesh and blood person, so much alive they have scant iiopCs ly will soon be a skeleton. When Daughter arranges Jhe "holo graphs on the parlor tabic, she puts the pictures of the wealthy kin in front. It is an older member of the family who timidly shifts to the front the picture of the kin who are kindest. When there is sickness, the discovery is made that the kin who are less deco- Up-to-Date Jokes Waiter—Yes, sir; we’re very hup-to date ’ere. We cook heverything by helectricity. Customer—Oh, do you? Then just give this steak another shock. “I am like Balaam." said a dandy, on meeting a pretty girl in a narrow pas sage^ —"stopped by an angel.” "And I am like the angel,” said she— "stopped by an ass." The Struggling Lawyer (pompously) —Anything unusual happen while I was out? o Bov (after some thought) Yes’r. There wasn’t any debt collect ors called. WESLEYAN COLLEGE MACON, GEORGIA One of the Greatest Schools for Women in the South Wesleyan College is the oldest real college for women in the world; has a great body of alumnae, and students from tne choice homes of the South. It is situated in the most beautiful residential section of Macon, the second healthiest city in the world. Its buildings are large and well equipped, its fac ulty the best of trained men and women. Its Conservatory is the greatest in the South. Schools of Art and Expression the best, and a magnificent new Gymnasium has just been completed. Wesleyan is characterized by an atmos phere of religion and refinement. The utmost care is taken of the students. For catalogue write to REV. C. R. JENKINS, President. HINGHAM ASHEVILLE, N. C. > has prepared Boys for Colletrs and Man wm COL. K. BINGHAM i hood for 119 years. Our Graduates Excel 0) in all the Collegea they attend. North and South. Ventilation, Sanitation and Safety O Against Fira pronounced the BEST by 150 doctors and by every visiting Parent, pl Average Gain of 19 pounds term of entrance accentuates our Climate. Fare and Cara off Pupils* Military, to help in making Men of Boys. Box io : SOUTHERN COLLEGE OF PHARMACY Largest Pharmacy School South. Drug store in the college. Free books, sav ling S2O book expenses. Large new building and equipment, three laboratories. 11 >emand for our graduates exceeds supply. Fall Session begins October Ist. IWrite for catalogue. Address W. B. FREEMAN, Sec., 81 Luckle St., Atlanta, Ga.””" r r Muskoka Lakes Lakes Bn Resorts ITION tours \ MITS ;ral stop-overs ; Service and Splwxlid Con dons VIA DKTROIT nnections at Cincinnati with trains from the South. local Ticket Agent for fares her particulars or address F. J. PARMALEE Traveling Passenger AgL ATLANTA, GA. .. ' - ratlve in a reception line, or at a oink tea. know most about making mustard poultices. The first thing a child learns after patty-cake is that Mother’s kin are su perior to Father’s. The unfair trick of killing the fatted calf for the prodigal causes more rows among kin than anything else on earth except the division of Father’s money. When a woman gets a letter from her kin, her husband is betting on a sure thing, if he bets, that her kin are com ing. The penalty of becoming a man’s best friend is that he expects you to take his side in a kin row. When a kin of the wife goes home, the husband is justified in asking her what she is taking back in her trunk. Presents from wealthy kin should be exhibited in the parlor; those from the poor kin should be distributed where they are less conspicuous. The average period of waiting before a widower remarries Is two years after his wife's death. However, widowers are doing their best to cut this average down. A girl stands 878.2 better chances for matrimony if she will have engraved in parentheses after her name on her visiting cards these words: "No Kin.” Barber. FEED THE FAMILY BETTER AT LESS COST. Those American housewives who know the high food value and the easy digestibility of Faust Spaghetti often serve this delectable dish. In many homes “Spaghetti Night’’ is a -weekly institution and it usually finds a bigger circle around the table than any other night. Get the Faust Spaghetti Book of Recipes and know how many delight ful ways In which this nourishing food can be served. We’ll send a copy free. Faust Spaghetti Is equal In tender ness and flavor to the finest imported—• and it is certain to be clean and fresh. Ask your grocer for a package of Faust Spaghetti—sc and 10c. MAULL BROS. ( St. Louis, Mo. ’ Vanderbilt University 1124 STUDENTS 125 TEACHERS CAMPUS OF 70 ACRES, ALSO New carapii f»r dep«rtmeit» of Mediciao and Deatiotry Ex»ea»e> low. Literary courier for graduater and undergraduate!. _ Profatiioual courrei in Engineer ing, Law, Medicine, Dentiitty, Pharmacy. Theology. Saud for catalogue, naming department. J. E. HART, Secretary, Naahville, Tenn.