Below is the OCR text representation for this newspapers page.

THE QEOBOHAN’S MAGAZINE" PAGE “The Gates of Silence” • By Meta Simmins, Author of “Hushed Up" TODAY'S INSTALLMENT. sentence faltered off incoherent ly. as she drew Betty info the house, ■nd the firirl. glancing about the hare, unlovely hall with wonder, thought of the beauty of the great house a' Princes Gate and shuddered “Xanna”—she paused, catching uncon sciously at the old woman s arm X door to her right had opened and Barrington came out into the hall Barrington—Anthony Barrington! For a moment Betty Lumsden thought her senses had deceived her. This wreck of a man. stooping and unkempt looking, un shaven, with twitching, furtive eyes peer ing under his knitted brows —could this be the man she had known, gay and deb onair, whose gray eyes had been so charming and laughter-lit? “Nanna ” —even his voice had changed. It seemed to the girl ”1 who s that 0 Who the mischief have vou got there with you? Didn't 1 tell you “It's 1. Tony-Betty. I've ” “Betty!” Incredulity and a note of an ger raised the pitch of the flat voice “What nn earth come in here’ Don’t fall over the cat.” He touched her arm. and looking down she saw the upturned edge of the rug at which he pointed It did not come to her till later that he was not jesting that he had failed to distinguish between a fold of turned-up carpet and the great black cat she saw dozing by the fire “Well-now that you are here, 1 sup pose one must speak tn vnu. Bett\ It isn’t polite, perhaps, but it is the truth 1 had no desire to see you no desire at all. Bettv ” “And in the old days wo were such friends Tony!” “We were I don’t know I turn your face to the light, child I used to imag ine I loved you. Ixd me see your face. I 1 can t see Rett> obeyed, turning her faoe to the light, letting him tilt up her chin and Hare earnestly into her eyes with those poor, strained, twitching eves of his Not a Trace. “No. no.” he muttered "There's not a trace of her. not a trace Thank heaven’ ! 1 suppose it s possible for some faith to exist some puritx He turned awa\ with an abrupt question. “She Is well, I suppose ■' Betty caught her breath “She? Edith, d you mean” I don't ' know I haven't heard anything of her for weeks and weeks Don't you know He hesitated, torn with a desire Io ques- ■ linn, held back b\ his pride If Betty did not know if Betty had not heard what had happened" This time in her | flight sh*» had no money He remembered now, as though It were a happening of an hour ago. how he had rushed Into her room and ransacked every cupboard and wardrobe, and seen all the beautiful things she loved left behind the jewels and trinkets in their cases all piled up in <»ne great heap on the broad dressing table, the many compartments of the safe staiul- Ing open, as though the fly ing wife in her frenzy had wished to assure him that she had taken nothing with her that was his "Then why have you come"” he asked, brusquely. “What is it that you want why have you come There was a snarling bitterness In his voice that gave her courage rather than Intimidated her. it was like the snarling ( of a beast but a sorely wounded heast. “Tony you’re ill,” she said “That is why I came I it isn't right that you should shut yourself up heir that you Should cut yourself off from us all ” “1 have my work.” he said, brusquely “Your work here Tony"” “Yes, I have a studio here It's the only part of the house that Is furnished; •nd it isn’t in the house nt nil. ns a mat ter of fact it Is a great wonderful barn that I had converted 1 am painting painting while the Devi! holds the hour glass Because there is no reason on earth why you should not know 1 am going blind I have some work to do be fore I go blind ” He pause*! and looked at the girl, an<| a smile that made his unshaven face sin gularly saturnine crossed it for a mo ment “Would vou care to see my work?” “Os course, Tony, but not for a min ute. yet ” “Oh. yes. I would prefer you see the work before you committed yourself to J any friendly converse with the worker.” he said 'Has that old fool of a woman offered you an\ refreshment 0 1 don't know what Nanna's peculiar religious convictions are. but I can tell vou I've been giving her her purgatory on earth since we came to the (’hantrey. 1 sup pose it was she who sent for you, inter fering old idiot. 1 suppose she told you J hadn’t been sober for a month?” "She certainlv did not. said Betty “Well. I haven't,” Barrington snapped “what she calls sober. 1 am what she calls drunk now ” As he spoke, with an ostentation that was not lost upon Betty, he crossed over to the sideboard and pourer! himself out a stiff peg of whiskx. drinking it at a gulp. “Well, shall we go to the studio now he asked, his hand on the door Betty followed him across the room without a word Dear to Her, The rain, which had seemed pleasant to Bett> Lumsden when the wind blew it in little gusts against her cheeks while Low Summer Excursion Rates CINCINNATI, $19.5(1 LOUISVILLE, SIB.OO CHICAGO, - $30.00 KNOXVILLE • $7.90 I Tickets on Sale Daily, (iood to October 31 st, Returning City Ticket Office, 4 Peachtree she waited outside the station at Ken worth, seemed a dreary downpour now. as Anthony Barrington opened the side door of the house and pointed to the slop ing thatch of a roof visible far down the garden. "That is the studio,’’ he said “If you wish to reach it you’ll get wet, I am afraid if that matters It did not matter in the least; the girl felt she would rather walk miles in the downpour, even across ground as sodden land rain-drenched as this garden that Ft retched before her. where the water lay heavily on the surface of the clay it had beaten to a paste, rather than remain in that grim room with its odor of stale spirit and tobacco, its air of desolation. “I want to go to the studio.” she said, and forced herself to smile, striving to act as though those last words of his had never been spoken, as though he had not put her own formless fears and suspicions into shape Without a word Barrington plunged down the single step that separated the three-foot-wide bricked path which sur rounded the house He was hatless, in | slippers down at heel Betty's eyes for I the moment were held by the sight of 'that slouching, unsteady figure going be fore her in the gray Norfolk suit that was dirty rather than shabby ' Tony' ' She repeated his name in her j heart like a cry, “Tony!” She had not ' realized before how dear he was to her— : all the kindness he had shown to her in the past Just for a moment her thoughts flashed back to that last interview with i her lover on. as the) both thought, the eve of his death, and how he had urged her to trust herself and her affairs tn this man. To this awful wreck of a man' Rimington in his prison of stone I walls, or this man in his prison of the | spirit who was the tnost to be pitied i for whom, in that moment, did her heart ■ blend most" she asked herself Xlfnost as though something of her 'hoiights had touched him. Barrington Mbickonod his pace and waited for her i at the edge of a path in the wilderness of | neglected kitchen garden through which j they were passing The barn he had • ■ '!iv« ? t•<! into a studio loomeiS up near them now. a long brown building with a ’hatched roof on which gray and vellow lichen spread, and tall tufts of antirrhi num. hen ling under the weight of the raindrops on their caps and bells. ”1 meant l<» have asked you if I don’t ; ask vou now 1 shall forget have you any ; news of How is his case I going" Is there anything fresh?” There was something brutal In the | question, in the man's way of putting it. that hurt Betty as though he had struck her in the face. # Yet, as she looked at the haggard face beside her, at the ’witching, peering eyes, she could not be angry. She could only’ feel a great Bor row rushing over her "Why, no, Tony,” she said. “There Is nothing new. It is a question of patience now patience and hope." And Faith. “And faith,'' Barrington said, with an accent of indescribable bitterness “I suppose you believe In the man. you poor little fool. In his goodness, in his mar tyr’s heroism Don’t Be true to him. f you will, but ‘exalt him to no altar In ?our heart. Whatever he was. he'll he : a poor enough wretch when he gets out Be thankful if he is not worse ” 1 ony, I hate to hear you speak so,” she said, and tears were choking her. “X ou're like all, women you hate to hear the truth.” Rimington retorted, un locking the studio door with a key from his pocket. The door opened into a tiny ante-room, screened from the rest of the studio by a thick curtain Barrington drew her inside, locking the door behind ’hem. and stood f<»r a moment wiping wringing would have been the bettor word the rain from his thick hair, then lie drew aside the curtain and Betty en tered. The air struck warm and pleasant after the damp of the garden, a large stove glowed ruby-red at one end of the lonfc room that was her first impression; the next, of the neglect over everything-—the upturned rugs that covered the floor, the dust that lay thickly on the polished sur faces of the furniture for the room was comfortably and even beautifully fur uishvd It was not for an instant that > her eyes took in the significance of the < anvas« s about the walls, w hen she did so she felt a shiver of repugnance run <»ver her. They were all studies of a woman's head sketches of expressions each terrible and grotesque, and in every cast* the model had been the same her sister Edith Barrington hardly appeared to notice het look or the effect of it upon her. He had walked to the end of the studio, to where, just below the little platform where the stove glowed red, stood an easel with a picture on it, over which had been thrown a covering “This is great work. Betty,'* he said. "It's not finished, but may heaven send me light and strength till it is. It will make my poor name live it though I say it myself it is thundering good, Betty. It amazes me that I should have had the power, after ten years of mere prettiness, to go to the naked soul of things like this. Look at it. Betty Isn't i’ worth even the moral degradation of the excellent Nanna's disapprobation?” He drew off the covering with a flour ish. though Betty, her nerves strained to the breaking point, saw how Ids hand trembled She could not have said why. ! but as she stood there she realized that this thing on which she was about to look ■ would be something strange and terrible, something that would tax her self-con trol. Before she looked at the canvas she stole a look at the man's face, and to her. as to the old servant, there came the fear that she was alone, so far from all possibility of hell, with a madman To Be Continued in Next Issue. Complexion ®ln Ten Davi. Nadinola CREAM The Complexion beautifier. Used and en dorsed by thousands. XADIXOI.A banishes Tan, Sallowness, Freckles, Pimples, Liver Spots and other facial discolorations. Worst case in 20 days. Rids pores and tissues of impurities, leaves the skin c ear, soft, healths and beautiful. Dire, lions and guarantee in each packace. 50c. and SI.OO by 1 oiler Counters or Mail. NATIONAL TOILET COMPANY. Porta. 7mn /f i■ $ M Freaks of Fashion Turkish Pajamas By OLIVETTE. FOR several years the ladies have taken every poeslbie advantage of the fashions to come as near ' nearing trousers as they possibly could. The pantaloon skirt first, then the I sheath skirt was divided, and after that tame the harem skirt—frankly , trousers. The very latest, however, is the pannier pantaloon for full dress oc. 1 casions and Chinese pajamas for bou -1 doir gowns. Pajamas are no longer sold exclu sively in the haberdashery depart ' merits You <an get them anywhere now where fine lingerie and dainty un derwear is to be had. W hen the first blushing maiden asked the gentlemanly clerk if he had "them'' in her size, it proved to be too much for the young man’s nerve, and as women took more and more to the habit of wearing these very conven ient and serviceable garments, instead of the loose, lacy and cold inducing night gowns, pajamas in ladies' sizes were moved to the ladies’ departments of the stores. Glorified Pajamas. Then came glorified pajamas in em broidered silks and satins, and last of all, this exquisite creation which com bines Oriental splendor of design with the comfort which the Chinese maiden enjoys, that of wearing trousers with her loose jacket. Os course, as Chi nese women now have the vote we can expect them to set the fashion, and these Chinese suits will probably be the rage for suffragettes who like their costume to emphasize and exploit their favorite opinions, theories and prin ciples. This particular set—you use the word "set" in speaking of ladies’ attire, as distinctive from "a pair." belonging to the man. This set, then, is of heavy pink satin, embroidered in pinks and blues in a beautiful Qoral design. Be sides that, there is a heavy ornamenta tion in silver thread, and the whole thing Is most sumptuous to look at. Pink and blue are going to be favorite colors for the wardrobe next winter, and when conventionality conquers convenience, a skirt of pink worn with this gorgeous jacket will make an ex cellent tea gown or lounging robe. However, the modern woman will hate something else like trousers. She has found in the pannier* pantaloon a combination of masculine comfort and feminine adornment which just suits her. The Pannier Pantaloon. The pannier pantaloon is made on an underskirt slit from the hem about half way up to the knees, front and back. Over this skirt is draped a chiffon pan nier or overskirt, but the loops do not come at the ordinary height, which is about parallel with the knees. Instead of that, all the drapery is dragged down to the feet separated in two parts, and forms a regular bloomer effect. Worn by the woman who makes the shortest kind of steps, whose move ments are never hurried and whose feet are very small, the pannier pan- "What you are will others he— Tear for tear, and glee for glee." ! 4 4 1 1E hasn't a single responsibili- ty." is heard frequently of the daughter or wife who is fenced in by such loving care and luxury that not a thought of the future, not a wor- ' ry, intrudes. But there isn't any one on earth over i the age of five who hasn't some respon sibility. And with children whose par ents are wise the sense of responsibili -1 ty comes even at that early age. If not responsibility to others in a ■ material way, there is the responsibility • of Influence in things not material. There is the responsibility every one 1 should recognize of the effect one has on the character of others, or the more l’ fleeting influence on their spirits. "You max trudge the longest mile ' And to the end smile meets with smile. And on sunn) dax s sit down ’ And frown till all around you frown. ’ What you are will others be— ’ Tear for tear and glee for glee." If you begin to gossip, those around : you gossip. If you speak well of oth ers. those who hear are ashamed not to. Smile Meets Smile. . I If you smile at those you meet, smile meets with smile, if you begin a lugu brious tale, it reminds the hearer that he has his troubles H 'A\ hat you are w ill others be." and it I is with the hope of inducing mH my girls to be cheer) and happy, and merry, and brave that I ask them to remember ’ just that little line It w ill make those around you pa- I tient if you will conquer impatience r first. It will influence .the selfish to . deeds of unselfishness if you are gener- • ous It will make them smile if you smile, and goodness knows there isn't , anything some folks need worse than getting into that little habit of smiling. . There isn't anything in the beaut) box that < an be rubbed on. rubbed in. >jor swallowed, that will make the face iHHNB WS** Jr Saaalgl WOMB* *“■* stJun M 1 wv/ / J ; / zS/j \\ " VJ/ ONE OF THE SENSATIONS OF THE SEASON. taloon is no more conspicuous than was the slit skirt of the spring. But on the masculine woman with a No. 7 shoe and a stride to match, I would rather i A Mighty Responsibility By BEATRICE FAIRFAX. prettier than a sweet smile that has its origin in the heart. A smile that begins with the lips and ends there, like that smile on the stage, is not genuine, and has no effect in im proving one's looks. It must begin with the heart, and to begin there, my dear girls, the heart must be overhauled, renovated and expanded to give it room. Root Out Envy. Envy, jealousy, spite, discontent, re sentment. hatred must all be rooted out of the dark corners if you want this Up-to-Date Jokes The general in command of a field day during maneuvers was watching the work of the ambulance corps, and asked the commander of one section what he was supposed to be treating a man for. "Concussion and total insensibility, sir," was the reply. "What have you done'.’" asked the general. "Given him some brandy, sir." was the prompt answer. "Why?” "Because he asked for it!" Customer —1 wish 1 had as good a head of hair as you have. 1 have tried everything to remedy my baldness, but with no good results. Watchmaker—Have you ever tried rubbing your head with steel? Customer —Certainly not. That's ri diculous. Watchmaker Why ridiculous.’ Isn't it a fact that steel makes the hair spring? "That was a great sermon you preached this morning." said the old I church warden, "and it was well timed, 1 loo." "Yes." rejoined the parson, with a deep sigh: "1 noticed that." "Noticed what?" asked the puzzled w a i den. "That several of the congregation looked at their watches frequently," answered the good man. "Johnny," said the pretty teacher, “what is a kiss"" "1 can t exactly put it in words." re turned the boy; "but if you really wanter know 1 can show yer." i not say what I think about them. ‘ But we shall see them, just as we i saw the harem frocks, and probably ' we will grow used to them. too. t smile to thrive. And upon its healthy growth depends your moral and physi cal growth. No girl can be well physically who hasn’t a healthy smile growing up in side her. No girl can be a beauty who has a faultless complexion; beautiful eyes, handsome features and a smile that reflects ever) selfish impulse. Not only for one's own sake should one acquire the healthy habit of smil ing. but for the effect one has on oth ers. It is the responsibility that no one escapes. Every one is responsible to every one else in the world for the in fluence one has on the world. And by "the world," my dear girls. I do not mean the great big outside world whose magnitude overwhelms you. I mean your own little world. I mean your family, your friends, your ac quaintances. I mean those whom you meet day after day in a social or busi ness way. You are responsible to them In a , great degree, for "whaf you are will others be,” and you owe it to them to be cheerful and smiling. It is a responsibility no one escape. CASTOR IA For Infants and Children. The Kind You Have Always Bought sJ’natureL rrmiuMinsi I 1 j I Opium VVbt.kej and Drug Habit treat. J Sjfi ” •» »t Home or »t Sanitarium Book og aibloct Fro, DU. B M. WOOUJtT. 24-N Victor Sanitarium. Atlanta. tin. TETTERINE FOR POISON OAK J. T. Shuptrine. Savannah. Ga. Pear Sir. 1 inclose 50 cents in stamps for a box of Tetterine I have poison oak on me again, and Tetterine is all that ever has cured it. Please hurry it on to vours respectfully. M E HAMLETT, Montalha. Tex . Mac 31, IHOS. Tetterine 5Qp, a’ your druggist, or by mail from manufacturers. The Shuptrine I Company, Savannah, Ga. ••• Over-Zealous Friends Bv Frances L. Garside "I have not so many friends that I shall grow confused among the num ' her and forget my best ones."—Nicho las Nickleby. THIS is the season when every' Fii’l who has the inheritance nature planned for her is interested in a flower garden. It may be nothing more pretentious than a window box. Or it may be a round, little bed in a corner of a, tiny yard, or it may be as much ground as she likes. But whatever the size of her garden. I am dure that nature, the most de voted of all teachers, has taught her that she must not attempt to grow too many plants in a limited space. If she makes that blunder she has no flowers, for the fight for space be comes a fight for life, and every plant dies. If any survive, it is those of rank growth, and for which she cares the least. The same wise little girl with her flo/ver bed is often not so wise in the cultivation of friends. She confuses number with popular ity, and believes that she can be pop ular only by having a bosom friend in every girl she meets. She is crowding her little floret garden. The result will be that she has no friends at all. A girl can not have a large number of friends and be a good friend to all of them. The very difference in their temperaments forbids it. A few friends are a help. Many friends become a hindrance. In trying to be kind to so many she is not kind to herself. With this friend pulling this way and another friend pulling that way. she gets the feeling that she is being pulled to pieces. What she may prefer can never be considered if her aim has been popularity. And I take it it has, or she would not be the bosom friend of every girl she meets. What she does to please one friend is the thing that displeases another. In trying to be a friend to all she gets the name of being a hypocrite. And to be a friend to all she has found it necessary to so conduct herself that the charge is not wholly- without foun dation. When she falls in love, some of this army of friends approve and some dis approve. The former urge the match; ] the latter come to her with tales and l gossip and discourage it. Every few days I get distressing let ters from girls who are in love. ‘‘My- parents approve,” writes one girl, and her letter has a weekly duplicate. WASHINGTON SEMINARY ATLANTA, GA S4rn« A ?Jn K mm 4 nW road - just hevond Ansley Park. P" vate P ark ; beautifully shaded and landscaped, arrordtng privacy of the country. BUILDINGS—Boarding department (limited), one of the most beautiful homes i ic ,u R,l he .-^oi re . eilJ \ Academic building a model of school construction in lighting, ventilation, heating, with open-air class rooms, gymnasiums audito rium. etc. Tennis courts and other outdoor games I E tin Ji.i™ T L^ n^r^ rten ' primary, academic, college preparatory, domes. tiPTum « « P*', ss, 1 cal culture piano, pipe organ, voice, violin, art, expression. Te“?he?~to"every a i3 e p S ipfi s St 23 ° P ’* Plls and 18 teacher «- allowing one WeSt Peachtree and Buckhead PRO tkig C o T nand'oJ? e cl a r l s. POliee Oftiter at 2:30 and 1:30 t 0 pro,ect st ’ lder " a get- CATALOGUE and views on request; thirty-fifth year begins September U. LLEWELLYN D. AND EMMA B. SCOTT, Principals. F.hone Ivy 647. . 1 4 H A JFI/Stadieii 51 ,he Uni fllf/f f/j|v Jv/f// »ersity of Georgia My S$ > £Or Hie most fav- w 1 orabie environment t tintu'inu lor a lucrative position. Send for catalog to Dean S. C. BENIDICT, M. D., Athens, Ga. ■ 1 — 1 —■ ■' ■ I SOUTHERN COLLEGE OF PHARMACY— I Largest Pharmacy School South. Drug store in the col Ip co Emo I ling S2O book expenses. Large new building and equipment thrJe odes' I PrTt a e n f d oh f^t2ro r gire ra,i .i:^ , rlsr CeedS SUPPIy - rall sX,On OctX° r l e sd — w - B - FREEMAN. Sec.. 81 t urkle st M| lnt , r-, .. I SBABQ4RD - NEW YORK PHILADELPHIA BALTIMORE WASHINGTON RICHMOND NORFOLK Through Service. ■ Convenient Schedules FRED GEISSLER, A. G. P. A. : Atl.nta TICKET OFFICE 88 PEACHTREE ST for sale lllllj "" Roofing Pitch, Coca Tar, IMMEDIATE Creosote, Road Binder, cxr; iv/cdv Metal Preservative Paints, DELIVERY Roofing Paint and Shingle Stain. ===== ——~——-- ___ I Atlanta Gas Light Co. Phone 4945 "but some of my friends tell tne h has been seen going with another girl." They may be concerned for her wel fare. They may not be. AM now is the girl to know? "One of my girl friends,” writes a distressed little girl, “tells me my sweetheart is fickle. She says he once made love to her just as ardently as he is making it to me. What shall I do, for 1 love him more than my life?” What can she do? The mischief has been done in giving to every girl site knows the right to come to her witn warnings and advice. If she attempts to let her many friends select her lover, she will never have one. If she refuses to marry until she has found a man who receives the unquali fied approval of Mary and Susie and Jane, she will be a spinster all her days. Not an unhappy lot. if one is a help ful. contented spinster. But one can't be that with the haunting regret of having refused a good man because Lizzie didn't like his habits, or Mary didn't like his hair, or Louise called him a trifler. She will find, after she has grown older and becomes a hopeless spinster, that she is lonesome. For Lizzie and Mary and Louise, and al! the other girls who restrained her from marrying, have . married the men of their choice and gone off and left her. And it has happened many times, my dear little friend-hampered girl, that these girls have married the very men of whom they disapproved to you. "I have not so many friends that I shall grow confused among the number and forget my best ones," said Nicho las Nickleby. I beg of you to learn to say the • same. n Jusf Say" HORLICK’S It Means Original and Genuine MALTED MILK The Food-drink for All Ages, More healthful than Tea or Coffee. Agrees with the weakest digestion. Delicious, invigorating and nutritious. Rich milk, malted grain, powder form. A quick lunch prepared in a minute. Take no substitute. Ask for HORLICK’S. Others are imitations.