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THE GEORGIAWS MAOAZWE PAGE
“The Gates of Silence”
By Meta Stmmins, Author of "Hushed Up"
TODAY’S INSTALLMENT.
sentence faltered off incoherent
ly, as she drew Betty into the house,
and the girl, glancing about the bare,
unlovely hall with wonder, thought of
the beauty of the great house at Princes
Gate and shuddered.
“Nanna”—she paused, catching uncon
sciously at the old woman s arm. A 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
charging and larchter-llt?
"Nanna”—even his voice had changed,
it seemed to the girl “I who’s that?
Who the mischief have you got there with
you? Didn’t 1 tejl you "
“It’s I, Tony- Betty. I’ve—”
“Betty!” Incredulity and a fiote of an
ger raised the pitch of the fiat voice.
“What on earth—come in here! Don’t fall
over the eat.”
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, I sup
pose one must speak to you, Betty. It
isn’t polite, perhaps, but it is the truth
I had no desire to see you no desire at
nil. Betty.”
“And in the old days we were such
friends. Tony!”
”’Ve were —I don’t know I turn your
faqS to the light, child. I used to imag
ine 1 loved you. Det me see your face
I wan't see—”
Hetty obeyed, turning her face to the
light, letting him tilt up her chin and
stare earnestly into her eyes with those
poor, strained, twitching eyes 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 purity.” He turned away
with an abrupt question. “She is well.
I suppose?”
Betty caught her breath.
“She? Edith, d’you mean’ 1 don’t
know I. haven’t heard anything of her
for weeks and weeks. Don’t you know
He hesitated, torn with a desire to ques
tion; held bfick by his pride. If Betty
did not know —if Betty had not heard—
what had happened? This time in her
flight she had no money. He remembered
now. as though it were a happening of
an hour ago. bow 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 one
great heap on the broad dressing table,
the many compartments of the safe stand
ing open, as though the flying wife in her
frenzy had wished to assure him that she
hafl taken nothing with her that was his.
“Then why have you come?” he asked,
brusquely. “What is it that you want f
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 j
of a beast but a sorely wounded beast.
"Tony—you’re ill.' she said. “That is
why I came. I—it isn’t right that you
should shut yourself up here —that you
should cut yourself off from us all.”
“I have my work.” he said, brusquely
“Your work—here —Tony?”
“Yes. I have a studio here. It’s the
only pari of the house that is furnished,
and it isn’t in the house at all. as a mat
ter of sact —it is a great wonderful barn
that I iiad converted. I am painting
painting while the Devil holds the hour
glass. Because—there is no reason on
earth why you should not know—l am
going blind. I have some work to do be
fore 1 go blind.”
He paused and looked at the girl, and
a smile that made his unshaven face sin
gularly saturnine crossed it for a mo
ment.
“Would you 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
any friendly converse with the worker,”
he said. “Has that old fool of a woman
offered you any refreshment? I don’t
know what Nanna’s peculiar religious
convictions are, but I can tell you I’ve
been giving her her purgatory on earth
since we came to the (’hantrey. I sup
pose it was she who sent for you. inter
fering old idiot. I suppose she told you
J hadn't been sober for a month?”
“She certainly did not," said Betty.
“Well, I haven't," Barrington snapped
”what she calls sober. I 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
poured himself out a stiff peg of whisky,
drinking It at a gulp.
“Well, shall we go to the studio now?”
be 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 Betty Lumsden when the wind blew
it in little gusts against her cheeks while
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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 nf a roof visible far down the
garden.
i 1 hat is the studio,” he said. “If you
wish to reach it you’ll get wet, I am
afraid—if that matters."
It di<J not matter in the least; the girl
felt she would rather walk miles in the
downpour, even across ground as sodden
and rain -drenched as this garden that
‘ stretched before her. where the water la\
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 tohactso, its air of desolation.
> ”1 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.
W ithout a word Barrington plunged
down the single step that separated the
three-foot -wide bricked path which sur
rounded ihe house. He was hatless. In
slippers down at heel Betty’s eyes for
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
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
her lover on. as they both thought, the
eve of his death, and how he had urged
her to trust herself and her affairs to
this man. To this awful wreck of a
man! Rimington in his prison of stone
walls, or this man in his prison of the
spirit who was the most to be pitied—
for whom, in that moment, did her heart
bleed most? she asked herself.
Almost as though something of her
thoughts had touched him, Barrington
slackened his pace and waited for her
at the edge of a path in the wilderness of
neglected kitchen garden through which
they were passing. The barn he had
converted into a studio loomed up near
them now. a long brown building with* a
thatched roof on which gray and yellow
lichen spread, and tall tufts of antirrhi
num, bending under the weight of the
raindrops on their caps and bells.
‘I meant to have asked you—if I don’t
ask you now I shall forget—have you any
news of Rimiilfcton? How is his case
going? Is there anything fresh?”
There was something brufel 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
twitching, peering eyes, she could not be
angry. She could only feel a great sor
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. ybu poor
little fool. In his goodness, in bis mar
tyr’s heroism. Don’t. Be true to him.
if you will, but exalt him to no altar In
your heart. Whatever he was. he’ll be
a poor enough wretch when he gets out.
Be thankful if he is not worse."
“Tony. I hate to hear you speak so,”
she said, and tears were choking her.
“You’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 for a moment wiping
wringing would have been the better
word—the rain from his thick hair, then
he 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 long
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
nished. It was not for an instant that
her eyes took in the significance of the
canvases about the walls; when she did
so she felt a shwer of repugnance run
over her. They were all studies of a
woman’s head sketches of expressions
each terrible and grotesque, and in every
case the model had been the same—her
sister Edith.
Barrington hardly appeared to notice
her 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
j make my poor name live. It—though I
say it myself it is thundering good,
Betty. It amazes me that 1 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
it 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 his 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,
I something that would tax her self-con
trol. Before she looked at th£ 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.
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• Turkish Pajamas ,
By OLIVETTE.
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FOR several years the ladies have
taken every possible advantage
of the fashions to come as near
wearing trousers as they possibly could.
The pantaloon skirt first, then the
sheath skirt was divided, and after
that came the harem skirt—frankly
trousers. The very latest, however, is
the pannier pantaloon for full dress oc.
casions and Chinese pajamas for bou
doir gowns.
Pajamas are no longer sold exclu
sively in the haberdashery depart
ments. You can get them anywhere
now where fine lingerie and dainty un
derwear is to be had.
\\ 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 j
favorite opinions, theories and prill. i
ciples. .
This particular set —you use the word
"set" in speaking of ladies’ attire, as
distinctive from "a pair," belonging tn
the man. This set. then, Is of heavy
pink satin, embroidered tn pinks and
blues in a beautiful floral 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
have 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
:: :: A Mighty Responsibility :: ::
"What you are will others be—
" Tear for tear, and glee for glee.”
hasn’t a single responsibili
tv," 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 part ly over
the age of five who hasn’t some respon
sibility. And with children whose par
ents ate wise the sense of responsibili
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
should recognize of the effect one has
on the character of others, or the more
fleeting influence on their spirits.
"You may trudge the longest mile
And to the end smile meets with smile:
And on sunny days 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.
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.
"What you are will others be." and it
is with the hope of inducing all my girls
to be cheery, and happy, and merry,
and brave that I ask them to remember
Just that little line.
It will make those around you pa- ,
tient if you will conquer impatience
first. It will influence the selfish to 1
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 beauty
box that can be rubbed on. rubbed in,
or swallowed, that will make the face
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ONE OF THE SENSATIONS OF THE SEASON.
taloon is no more conspicuous than was
the slit skirt of the spring. Hut on the
masculine woman with a No. 7 shoe
and a stride to match. I would rather
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 he 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
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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—J wish I had as good a
head of hair as you have. I have tried
everything Io remedy my baldness, but
with no good results.
Watchmaker Have you ever tried
tubbing your head with steel?
Customer Certainly not. That’s, ri
diculous.
Watchmaker Why ridiculous" Isn't
it a fact that steel makes the huir
spring? {•
"That was a great sermon you !
preached this morning," said the old:
church warden, “and it was well timed,!
too."
Yes," rejoined the parson.* w ith a
deep sigh; "I noticed that.’ ,
“Noticed what?" asked the puzzled
wai den. j >
"That several of the congregation
looked at their watches frequently,” '
answered the good man. ;
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"Johnny," said the pretty teacher, I
"what Is a kiss ’" 1
"1 can’t exactly put II in words.’ re
turned the boy; "but if you really ,
wanter know 1 can show yer,” i
not say what I think about them.
Rut we shall see them, just as we
saw the harem frocks, and probably
we will grow used to them, too.
smile to thrive. Apd 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 every 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
gri.it degree, for "what you are will
others be,” and you owe it to them to ;
be cheerful and smiling.
It is a responsibility no one escape.
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Over-Zealous Friends
By Frances L. Garside
"1 have not so many friends that I
shall grow confused among the num
ber and forget my best ones.”—Nicho
las Nickleby.
< I >HIS is the season when every girl
I who lias 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 lied, 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 sure 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 everj- 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
flower bed is often not so wise in the
cultivation of friends.
She confuses number with popular
ity. and believes*!hat she can be pop
ular only by having a bosom friend in
every girl she meets.
She is crowding her little flower
garden. The result will be that she
has no friends at all.
A girl can not have a large number
of friends and he 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 1 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 wh'dly without foun
dation.
When she falls In love, some of this
army of friends approve and some dis
approve. The former urge the ui'atch;
the latter c<sme to her with tales and
gossip and discourage it.
Every' few days I get distressing let
ters from girls who are in love.
“Aly parents approve." writes one girl,
and her letter has a weekly duplicate.
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“but some of my friends tell me. h»;
has been seen going with another girl.”
They may be concerned for her wel- I
fare. They may not be. And how ts
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 I love him more than my life?”
What can she do? The mischief has
been done in giving to every girl she..-,
know s 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 1
days.
Not an unhappy lot. If one is a help
ful, contented spinster. But one can’t
be that with the haunting regret of i
having refused a good man because
Lizzie didn't like ins habits, or Mary j
didn't like bis hair, or Louise called him I
a tri tier.
She will find, after she has grown,
older and becomes a hopeless spinster, i
that she is lonesome. For Lizzie and'
Mary and Louise, and all 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 matty times, my,
dear little friend-hampered girt, that
these girls have married the very men
of whom they' disapproved to you.
"1 have not so many friends that II
shall grow confused among the number
and forget my best ones,” said Tflcho
las Nickleby.
I beg of you to learn to say the
same.
“Just Say"
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Delicious, invigorating and nutritious.
Rich milk, malted grain, powder form.
A quick lunch prepared in a minute.
Fake no substitute. Ask for HORLICK’S.
HF Others are imitations.
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