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THE’GEO BOHAN’S MAGAZINE. PAGE
“The Gates of Silence”
Bv Meta Stmmtns, Author of "Hushed Up”
TODAY’S INSTALLMENT.
sentence faltered off incoherent
ly7 she drew Betty intn the house,
and the irirl. glancing about the bare.
Mifovely hall with wonder, thought of
the beauty of the house at Princes
Gate and shuddered
•’Nanna” —she paused, catching uncon
sciously at the old woman s arm \ 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
bnair. whose gray eyes had been so
charming and laughter-lit?
“Nanna" -even his voice had changed.
It seemed to the girl I who's that 0
Who the mischief have you got there with
you? Didn't I tell you
“It’s 1, Tony—Betty. I've
“Betty!” Incredulity and a note of an
ger raised the pitch nf the flat voice
“What on earth —come in here' Don't fall
over the cat ’
He touched her arm. and looking down
ahe mw the upturned edge of the rug
at which he pointed It did not come to
her till later that he whs not jesting
that he had failed to distinguish between
a fold of turned-up carpet and the grea f
black cat she saw dozing by the fire
“Well now that you are here, 1 sup
pose one must speak tn you, Betty It
isn't polite, perhaps, but It is the truth
I had no desire to see you no desire at
all. Betty "
“And in the old days we were such
friends. Tony*’’
“We were—l don’t know I turn your
face to the light, child. I used tn imag
tne I loved you I jet me see your face
1 can't see
Betty obeyed, turning her face to the
light, letting him tilt up her chin and
Mare earnestly into her eyes with those
poor, strained, twitching eyes of his
Not a Trace.
“No. no.” he muttered "There’s not n
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,
1 suppose?''
Betty caught her breath
“She? Edith, d'yoti mean 0 I
know I haven’t heard anything of her
f<r weeks and weeks. Don’t you know
He hesitated, torn w ith a desire to ques
tion; held back 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. how he had rushed Into her
room and ransacked every cupboard and
wardrobe, and seen all the beautiful things
•he loved left t>ehlnd the jewels and
trinkets in their cases all piled up tn 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 tn 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 com?”"
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 beast.
“Tony—you’re ill.” she said. “That is
why I came. I ft 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 part of the house that Is furnished,
and It isn't in the house at ail. as a mat
ter of fact -it Is a great wonderful barn
that 1 had converted lam painting
painting while the Devil holds the hour
glass Because there is no reason on
earth why you should not know I am
going blind 1 have some work to do be
fore 1 go blind ”
He paused and looked at the girl, ami
a smile that made his unshaven face sin
gularlj saturnine crossed It for h mo
ment
“Would you care to see my work?”
“Os course. Tony, but not for a mln
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 am refreshment? 1 don't
know what Nanna's peculiar religious
convictions are. but 1 can tell you I’ve
been giving her het purgalorj on earth
•ince we came to the Chantrey I sup
pose it was she who sent for you. inter
sering old idiot I suppose «he told you
I« hadn't been sober for a month?”
"She certainly did not, said Betty
K “Well. 1 haven’t,” Barrington snapped
—“what she calls sober lam what ahe
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"'
he asked, his hand <»n the door.
Betty followed him across the room
without a word
Dear to Her.
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she wailed outside the station at Ken
worth, seemo<l 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 ,
and rain-drenched as this garden that
stretched before her, where the water lay 1
heavily on of the clay it had <
beaten to a jmste. rather than remain in I (
that grim room with its odor of stale
spirit and tobacco, its air of desolation
“1 want to go to the studio," she said. !
any forced herself to smile, striving to ,
act ns though those last words of his had
never been spoken, as though he had not 1
put her own formless fears and suspicions <
Into shape
Without a wFord 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
the moment were held by the sight of
that slouching, unsteady figure going be- I
fore her in the gray Norfolk suit that was j
dirty rather than shabby.
“Tony!” She repeated his name in her ’
heart like a cry, “Tony!” She had not i
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. ns they both thought, the
eve of his death, arid how he had urged
her to trust herself ami her affairs to ,
this man. To this awful wreck of a
man! Rimlngton In his prison of stone
walls, nr this man in his prison nf the 1
spirit who was the most to be pitied - i
f<>r 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 yon now I shall forget have you any
news of Rlmiifkton" How is his case
going'.’ Is there anything fresh?”
There was something brutal In the
question, in the man's way of putting it.
that hurl 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 ft 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.
if sou will, hut exalt him to no altar in
i 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.” Rimlngton 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 (hick curtain Barrington
drew her inside, locking the door behind '
them, 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 tlie 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
tanvases about the walls; when she did
so she felt a shiver of repugnance run
over her. They were all studies of a
woman's head sketches of expressions I
each terrible and grotesque, and in every
cast* 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
make my poor name live It though I
s.i' 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
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
I trembled She could not have said why.
| but as she stood there she realized that
' this thing on which she was about to look
j 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.
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F< >R 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
eheath 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 .an get them anywhere
now where fine lingerie and dainty un
derwear is to he had.
When 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 he
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 floral design. Re
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 panfiier 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 woman who makes the
shortest kind of steps, whose move
ments are never hurried and whose
feet are very small, the pannier pan-
" " A Mighty Responsibility :: ::
"What you are will others be —
“Tear for tear, and glee for glee." '
4 4 H**- 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- 1
ry, intrudes.
Rut there isn't any one on eartfi over
the age of five who hasn't some respon
sibility And with children whose par
ents are 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 tn gossip, those around
you gossip. If you speak well of oth
ers. those who hear are ashamed not to.
Smile Meets Smile.
If you styile at those you meet, smile
meets with smile. If you begin a lugu
brious tale, it reminds the hearei that
he has his troubles
"What you are will others be." and it
is with tile hope of inducing aii my girls
to be cheery, and happy, and merry,
and brave that 1 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 '
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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taloon Is no more conspicuous than was
the elit skirt of the spring But on the
masculine woman with a No. 7 shoe
and a stride to match, I would rather
By BEATRIC E FAT RFAX.
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, str." was
the prompt answer.
“Why?"
"Because he asked for it'.’’
Customer —I wish I had as good a
head of hair as you have. I have tpied
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
hureh warden, and it was well timed,
too."
Yes." rejoined the parson, with a
; Sigh . I note ed ' " It.
“Noticed what'.”' asked the puzzled
warden.
"That several of the congregation
looked at their watches frequently,"
answered the good man.
"Johnny." said the pretty teacher,
“what is a kiss""
"I isn't exactly put it tn wold
turned th> boy. “but if you really
wanter know 1 can show yer."
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.
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 I
eyes, handsome features and a smile [
that reflects every selfish impulse
Not only for one's ow n sake should j
one acquire the healthy habit of smil- I
ing, hut 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. T 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 "what you are will
others he," 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
"I have not so many friends that I
shall grow confused among the num
ber and forget my best ones.” —Nicho-
las Nickleby.
fT-sHIS is the season when every girl
j 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 sizi« 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 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
flower 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 flower
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 he 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
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.
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: "but some of my friends tell me he
has been seen going with another girl.”
They may be concerned for her wel
fare. They may not be. And how ;s
the girl to know?
I "One of my girl friends,’’ writes a
‘ distressed little girl, "tells me my
1 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
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 refufees to marry until she has
found a man who receives the unquali
fied ’approval of Mary and Susie and
Jane, she tvill 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 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 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.
1 beg of you to learn to say the
! same.
"Just Say"
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