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THE GEORGIAN'S MAGAZINE,'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
•enaes had deceived her. Thia wreck of
a man, atooping Jnd 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
onalr. whose gray eyes had been so
charming and laughter - lit'
"Nanna' - even his voire had changed,
it seemed to the girl "I who x that?
Who the mischief have you got there with
you? Didn't 1 tell you
"It’s I, Tony—Betty I’ve
"Betty:" Incredulity and a nntp nf an
ger raised the pitch of the flat voice
"What on 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
• t which he pointed It did not come to
her till later that he uax 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 tn you, Betty 1?
isn't polite, perhaps, but it is the truth
1 had no desire to see you no desire st j
nil. Betty
"And in the old days we were such 1
friends. Tony’’’
"We were I don't know I turn your
face to the light, child 1 used to Imag
ine I loved you. I#et me see your face i
I can't see
Betty obeyed, turning her face to th<-
light, letting him tilt up her chin and
ttare earnestly into her exes with those
poor, strained, twitching exes 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 i<«
exist—-some purity" He turned away
with an abrupt question "She is well.
1 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 to ques
tion. held back by his pride If Bettx
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 i
an hour ago. how he had rushed into her
room and ransacked every cupboard and
wardrobe, and seen all the beautiful things
ehe loved left behind the Jewels and
trinkets in their cases all piled up in one
great heap on the broad dressing table,
the manx compartments of the safe stand
!ng 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 come?"
There wax 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 1 it Isn’t right that you
should shut yourself up here that you
should rut yourself off from us all
"T have my work." he said, brusquely
"Your work here Tony?"
"Yes. 1 have a studio here It's the
only part of the house that is furnished,
•nd it isn't in the house at all. as a mat
ter of fact it is a great wonderful barn
that I had converted I am painting
painting while the Devil 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 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, 1 would prefer you see the
work before you committed yourself t<>
•ny friendly converse with the worker."
be said •"Has that old fool of a woman
offered you anx refreshment” I »|.»n't
know what Nanna s peculiar religious
convictions are. but I ('an tell you I’ve
been giving her her purgatorj on earth
since we came to the Chan trey I sup
pose it was she who sent for you, inter
ferlng old idiot 1 suppose she told you
1 hadn't been sober for a month”"
"She certainlx did not. ’ said Bettx
"Well. I haven't. Barrington snapped
"what she rails sober. 1 am what she
rails drunk now As he spoke, with an
ostentation that was n<»t lost upon Bettx.
be crossed over to the sideboard and
poured himself nut a stiff ppg of whiskx
drinking it at a gulp
"Well. shall wp go to the studio now.’ ’
he asked, his hand on the door
Betty followed him across the room
without a w ord
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 nutside the station at Ken
worth, seemed a dreary downpour now.
as Anthony Barrington opened the side
door of the house and pointed tn the slop
. ing thatch of a roof visible far down the
f garden
* "That is the studio." he said "If you
wish to reach it vou’ll get wet, I am
afraid If that matters "
It did not matter in the least; the girl
i felt she would rather walk miles In the
i downpour, even across ground as sodden
”iand raindrenched as this garden that
' | stretch* d before her, where the water lax
f . heavily on the surface of the clay it had
l beaten to a paste, rather than remain in
: that grim room with its odor of stale
1 I spirit and tobacco, its air of desolation.
( "I want to go to the studio." she said,
and forced herself tn smile, striving tn
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
t hree-foot - wide bricked path which sur
rounded the house. He was hatloss, in
j 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 grax Norfolk suit that was
dirty rather than shabby.
"Tony! ' She repeated his name in her
hoard like a cry. "Tony!" She had not
realized before how dear he was to her
all the kindness ho had shown to her In
I the past .Just for a moment her thoughts
flashed back to that last interview' with
| her lover on. as they bnth thought, the
eve of his death, and how he had urged
I her to trust herself and her affairs to
i this man. To this awful wreck of a
, man! Rimington in his prison of stone
■ walls, nr this man in his prison of the
■ spirit who was the most to be* pitied
i 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
Ht 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 raps and bells
"1 meant to have asked you if I don’t
; ask you 1 shall forget have you any
| news of RimiTffcton? How Is his ease
; 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
I 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 rushiflg 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
tvr's heroism Don’t Be true tn 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
"lou’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
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.
I'he 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
< anvases about tht? 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
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 xvhich had been
thrown a covering
"This is great work. Bettx." he said.
"It's not finished, but max heaven send
me light and strength till It is It will
make my pool- name live It though I
sax it myself it is thundering good,
Bettx 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. at it. Betty isn't
it xvorth even the moral degradation of
the excellent Nanna s disapprobation?"
Hi drew off the covering with a flour
ish. though Bettx. her nerves strained to
the breaking point, saw how Ills hand
trembled She could not have said xvhy,
but as she stood there she realized that
this thing on xvhich 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, ax to the old servant, there came
the fear that she was alone, so far from
all possibility of hell, xvith a madman
To Be Continued in Next Issue.
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taken eveiv possible advantage VU —
of the fashions to come as near OT J ■ \ 'ft/
wearing trousers as thev possible could. ’
The pantaloon skirt first, th<“n the »— 1 , ;n \
»hr-.ith skirt was divided, and after ... ■"ciar
> ?).• h.<r>-:n skirt frankly ' atcSSi.
how.-ver. v, ay-
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" ' ’ 1,1 n.i tK-rda.i > d'p.-irt-
tnents You <an get them anywhere
now where fin” lingerie and dainty un- \
vear be had \ v&JCL*. \ \
"hen the first blushing maiden \
asked the gentlemanly <derk If he had -U '■
■•them" in her size, ft proved to be too & L Dop
much for the young man's nerve, and » o
aS women to'.k tno'-e .and more t<, the V'"Tt
habit ”f wearing these very ■ onven- ' -Wf *
i’ fit and serve .ah ■ garments instead . iff ' ; ' W
of the loose, lacy and cold inducing
nigh' gowns, jia.lam.-tw it: ladies' sizes ANpX X'■
were moved to the ladles' departments afe jrfi V
of the stores. W' X'-FXS
Glorified Pajamas. , 'a
Thon < amo glorified palamas in «m- y v ' < "
broidor. d sfiks and satins, and last of J, * WSp
all, this exquisite creation which com
lunes tirionta splendor of design with '-■tjyL. • ffras
the comfort which the Chinese maiden \
i njov s. that of wearing trousers with —. * ' i ■
her loose jacket. Os course, as Chi- . wKo* - ' ' I -'\ \ \ ,T'"’.-,
nese women now have the vote we can . SSL?
'ho fashion, and L. X' MBHK 1 _
thes< Chinese suits will probably he ' '/'lt' '-wT » '
the rage for suffragettes who like their ■■ <
costume to emphasize and exploit their .. ' "r? /J” ;
f.ivotite opinions, theories and prill. '
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This particular set—you use the word /Jr?*'"V
sjieaking of ladies' /;/- I I
distinctive from "a pair," belonging to V I
the man. This »et, then, Its of heavy I
pink satin, embroidered In pinks and wW?>
in floral Be- - k /
sides that, there is a heavy ornamenta- J
in thread. the whole /
thing is most sumptuous tn look at. VJ /
blue going tn be favorite /
for the wardrobe next winter /
when ; IHraHv/ /
convenience, a akirt of pink worn with / /
gorgeous jacket will make an / //
cellent tea gown or lounging robe. / / /
However, the modern woman will -f*/
have something else like trousers She J '
has found in the pannier pantaloon a
lonibinatlon of masculine comfort and f ' F-K*'/ f
feminine adornment which Just suits i /z\
Fier t A-.. > t' i
The Pannier Pantaloon. ' ( I
The pannier pantaloon is made on an i L f
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underskirt wilt from the hem about half \ \ /
wav up to the knees, front and hack. I ' —--—’ —»)E - , /
Over this skirt is draped a chiffon pan- / I
nier or overskirt, hut the loops do not L-J
come at tile ordinary height, which is ~ 1 ~~
about parallel with the knees. Instead •
of that, all the drapery is dragged
down to the feet separated in two parts. ONE OF THE SENSATIONS OF THE SEASON,
and forms a regular bloomer effect.
Worn by the woman who makes the taloon ls no mor e conspicuous than was not say what 1 think about them,
shortest kind of steps, whose move- the skirt of the spring. But on the But we shall s»e them, just as we
ments are never hurried and whose masculine woman with a No. 7 shoe saw the harem frocks, and probably
feet are very small, the pannier pan- and a stride to match. I would rather we will grow used to them, too.
" :: Mighty Responsibility :: ::
"What you are will others be
"Tear for tear, and glea for glee."
hasn't a single responsiblli
ty." is heard frequently of the
daughter or w ife who is fenced
in by such loving care and luxury that
not a thought of the future, not a wor
ry, intrudes.
Rut there isn't any one on earth over
the age of five w ho 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
I fleeting influence on their spirits.
"You may trudge rhe longest mile
And to the end smile meets with smile:
And on sunny days sit down
' And frown till al! 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,
land brave that I ask them to remember
1 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 y ou are gener
ous It will make them smile if you
smile, and goodness knows there isn't
anything some folks need worse than
i getting into that little habit of smiling.
There isn't anything in the beauty
[box that <an be tubbed on. rubbed in.
lor swallowed, that will make the face
By BEATRICE FA IRFA X.
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
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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—l wish I had as good a
head of hair as you have. I have tried ■
everything to remedy my baldness, lyit
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 I
preached this morning." said the old I
| chun li warden, "and it was well timed,
, too."
"Yes," rejoined the parson, with a
deep sigh: "I noticed that.
"Noticed what?” asked the puzzled
waiden. ■
That several of the congregation
looked at their watches frequently." '
answered the good man. ,
■ 1
"Johnny.” said the pretr. teacher. 1
"w hat is a kiss’’" t
"1 oin'i exaeth put it in words.” re
turned the boy. but if you really ,
wanter know I can show yer.”
] 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 cart 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. hut for the effect one has on oth- !
ers.
It is the responsibility that no one !
escapes. Every one is responsible to i
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 be," and you owe it to them to !
be cheerful and smiling.
It is a responsibility no one escape, j
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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.
THIS is the season when every girl
who has the inheritance nature
jilanned for her is interested in a
flower garden.
It may he 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 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 spade.
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 van 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 be the bosom friend of every I
girl she meets.
What she does to please one friend is
the thing that displeases another;
Tn 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 1
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 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 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
tvarnings 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 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.
I beg of you to learn to say the
same.
“Just 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.