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“The Gates of Silence”
jRv Nleta Stmmtns, Author of "Hushed Up"
TODAY’S INSTALLMENT.
"Well, isn’t she worth even the descent
Into hades ’'’
Betty gazed at the face of the woman
who looked out from the canvas at her
The first glance was a revelation of beau
ty that almost took her breath away, the
second a revolt aga:nst the insult it of
fered to all her tenderest susceptibilities
—a sense of horror which, as it seemed,
would never leave her
And vet the subject and the treatment
in all save one particular were absolutel)
conventional It represented the woman
bearing her box of spikenard exceeding
precious, the glorious ha r of tradition
creamed over het white, bare shoulders,
ano from the cloud} background shone
out the spear of light, symbol of the llolx
Spirit Once again the painter s wife had
served as his model Barrington, who had
never painted Edith, who had never suf
fered others tn paint her
Only in one instance the • par’ •
from conventional treatment, yr? • :>• tie
of the picture a twckerx. a n?x
<nd a horror. The eye* of tb«- V u .>n
•>ere not .’Wir-fideci .*'* ’< r. • ■ * ’ ■
to heaven, they looked -;t fr r ' in
vas. filled with evil laughter, th- m ig
nant laughter of the w man wt
tasted of all thing- who ha-- seen all
things, and, behold, they w ere xerx wH
No't Finished.
•*Oh’” The girl gave a little cry and
flung up her hands to her face to shut
out the sight of it
“You like it?” Barrington s voice came
to her as from a gr» at distance, penetrat
Ing into this world of horror xvhero het
tenses sickened and reeled. ”'inu like it
No, I don’t expect xou d<> It is too true
It conveys too notable a lesson. But it
in not finished yet: the foreshortening is
wrong here. Oh, for three weeks more
of sight three weeks'
“Tony!” Betty had found her velcc
again; the world was settling about her,
the spasm of spiritual nausea passed
Fhe was dealing, not with the Anthony,
Barrington she had known, but with a
man outside reason a man who. because
he believed himself to be wronged, was
full of the waspish instinct to sting and
slay, even if it meant his own life and
the light of life to do so. “Tony, you
must destrox this thing You must Rm
don't know what you have <lont* Even
if she was what you Imagined her to be
—and she was not that -it was scanda
lous, brutal, unmanly. I haven't words
for it—for you. Tony, dear, it isn’t
thinkable”'
Barrington replaced the covering over
the picture and turned, looking down at
Betty's flushed, upturned face He stood
between her and the easel, as though he
almost dreaded an attack on it and what
it held
“Little fool!” he said. "So you believe
In her yet? Though it was she who sent
your lover to the scaffold and the other
fool to his judgment? Though she has
turned my blood to gall and robbed me
of my child and of faith in everything
even in myself—”
“Tony, you wrong her! She sinned in
one thing onh her love for you. It was
her one fault her fear of losing you. 1
know what you hint at. but it isn't true.
Whatever her will was, she failed in ac
complishment. He he was arrested be
fore her poor letter reached* the police
That was for you too, Tony!”
Barrington raised his head and laughed
—terrible sounding laughter. As Betty
looked at him she was reminded sudden
ly of Samson in the house of the Phil
istines: Samson degraded, mutilated, vet
Samson still.
“Betty, she is your sister, but 1 can't
help it. She was bad false to the core
J—l am glad the child died. If I dared,
I'd thank God for that!”
His voice ceased suddenly He made
a curious gesture xxith his outflung
hands
“What's that?” he said, and stood in
the attitude of one who listens. “Oh,
heaven! Betty, it's come! The darkness
—the darkness!”
Betty Lumsden knew what fear was
the fear that grips «>n the heart with
fingers of ice, the fear that numbs the
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brain and destroys reason. She had
looked Into the gaunt eyes of fear in
♦ hat room of horror in Tempest street,
"here she had seen a man lie dead But I
she had never heard fear speak as it
spoke in Anthony Barrington’s rattling I
voice
1 “Tony! Oh. no, no!”
She hardly knew what she said. She
. took a step toward him. and saw that I
he stood afraid to mox - e saw that those !
eyes, twitching no longer, hut fixed in a
dreadful stare, saw nothing of her, noth i
ing of what they looked on
I “Its true, I tell you! Something
, snapped in my head, and the light went
out. It’s black —quite black!”
’ Tony’ ’
She crept closer to him, put out her
hand, and felt his close on. it desper
ately “The darkness will lift If you
keep very quiet the darkness will lift.
Come hack \fith me to the house ”
She felt that, come what might, she
must got him away out of this place,
where everywhere around her Edith’s tor-
re. ryes looked d -wn, and Edith’s lips
I i.ighcd dreadful laughter.
The Darkness.
No. no; I can’t see. 1 tell you. It’s
darkness ” he whispered, like a little
child “Betty, you can’ leave me. You
wouldn t do that vou wouldn't leave me
alone in the darkness?”
"No, no t inly for a moment- to send
for help to send for the doctor. Tony— ’’
He had caught at her desperately in
a grip of whose strength he was utterly
unconscious
'I won’t ieave you,” she murmured
“Only come away here—let us sit down
and wait. Some one will come, perhaps
Have you no means of communication
with the house? No. let us wait. You'll
be bettor soon. It's the excitement
the you’ve not been careful enough
But. I’ll take care of you now; oh, my
poor boy!" There were tears in Betty’s
eyes; she strove to keep them back, to
control her voice.
1 shall never be better He gax’e me
six months at most. It's the black end.
Oh, Betty, Betty!"
She made no effort to speak There
were no words she could say. She could i
only wait. But she did got him. at last,
trembling and starting like a frightened
horse, away from the easel to the Jong 1
oak settee with its tumbled cushions that
Mood against the wall, where he sat hud
dled against her. There, with her arn
about him, she made soft sounds of sym
pathy over him, as she might have mad
them over a child.
"Betty, I'm a coward. I can’t face It. ‘
' I can’t”—
“No; you’re not a coward. You're hard
hit. that’s all. but not afraid.” Betty’s
voice was very tender, the grip of her
hand on his was a s firm as that of a
man “There's no one to see you now—
there's only mo, and I understand. This
will pass you'll be your splendid self.”
"There’s nothing to struggle for. The
1 pluck’s dead gone out of me If 1 were
only dead!” groaned the man, miserably.
Betty said nothing. She had raised her
eyes from the marred fa<> on her shoul-
I dor to see standing at the far end of the
’ studio, looking at her with an expression
I hard to read on her W’hite face, Edith, her
sister and this man’s wife.
The House on the Moor.
Mr. Paul Saxe sat In the spartanly
furniahed inner sanctum of the palatial
suite of offices at t’hiclicster House. There
w<»r«* no flowers in the big vase on the side
table. Miss Tremlett had left her post
suddenly a few weeks before, and her
successor, a male stenographer with large,
flat face and lint eyelashes, had received
no orders regarding the filling of flower
vases and could not quite possibly, have
executed them if he had.
There was a subtle change In the face
of the financier. It was less haggard, less
worried looking, than It had been a few
months ago when, on one memorable oc
casion. a message had come tinkling over
the wires, conveying the nows that for
the moment bad startled even him; -
’ This night thy soul shall be required
of thee lie had long since given up even
wondering what the meaning of those
words could he. Just for a few’ hours a
few days he had dreaded lie hardly
knew what he dreaded some lurking
shape that would step out of the shadows,
some figure started up out of the past,
! that would lax chill fingers on this fair
j fruit of his success and turn it rotten at
, the touch.
If less haggard, the man's face had
hardened; the air <>f radiant youth that
had given it that curious, almost effimin
ate beautx was gone. His character had
hardened also, or else be had dropped the
pose of softness; that xvas xvhx there were
no roses in the tall glass vase that re
mained as a memorial of the time that
was past
There was a pile of papers on the table
before him. letters waiting for his signa
ture. that the sandy-haired clerk had
brought in some time ago Paul Saxe had
not looked at them; he was thinking a
student of character might have seen
him there, like a crafty brown spider in
his web, weaving, al wax s weaving, nets
I for the taking of a girl’s white soul But
th* y must be w’oven very craftily, woven
invisibly, so that she slipped herself into
their enmeshing center He wouhl have
i no xvonian won by force to grieve and
' pine beside him His w ife must become
his wife of her own free choice within the
' limit of that year of gra«*e, and he knew
enough of human nature, enough of wom
en. to re.alze that, once having made her
bargain, Bettx Lumsden would be as true
' as steel to it
Another Message.
It seemed to him that they were spread
| ing wadi, those fine, impalpable nets,
i The entrance of a clerk xxith a tele
I grain broke in abruptly on this day dream.
’ Saxe. r<nising himself, looked at the nr
i argc-colored envelope with a certain ap-
I prrh<-nsion, as though be, to whom such a I
mode of communication was more com- )
I mon than postcards, belonged to the fasti
• ixing race who associate telegrams with j
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One of tin Ziegfeld be.iuties in "A Winsome Widow" company.
By MARIE VERNON.
PEOPLE say It's the fat man who
suffers most In summertime, but
don't believe it. The real sufferer
is the girl with the nerves.
Why, I know girls who can start in
and worry themselves into heat pros
tration, so (hat you have to give them
aromatic spirits, put ice to their necks,
fan them and sympathize with them
until their nerves calm down, for it is
just a matter of nerves.
On the stage, people seem to expect
a display of temperament, but from
what I have noticed this temperament,
when it isn't put on. Is Just nerves un
controlled, and the greatest actresses
those who make the most success—
don't indulge in nerves, and. indeed,
they have learned to control them abso
lutely.
I was in the company once with our
best loved American woman star. 1
won’t toll you who she was. because
you ought to he able to guess. Never
during all the time that I was there
did she give a single display of nerves
behind the scenes, though she had to
be very emotional before the footlights.
Somebody asked her why she was so
quiet and self-possessed at the time,
during rehearsals or when things went
wrong in the company.
"I can't afford wasting my vitality in
having a tantrum and in losing self
control. which is rea)ly what an attack
of nerves is." was her answer, and it
gave me a good deal to think about, as
she was a delicate little woman—the
kind you would expect to go all to
pieces at the slightest thing.
A Good Lesson.
I learned from her to hold myself in
hand and to govern and control my
own nervousness, and since that time,
though I don't want to flatter myself.
I think I have grown much better look
ing.
The girl who lets herself have nerves
will soon And a lot of little' lines and
wrinkles forming in her face. If she
has a very tine skin. the> look like tiny
little etched lines on the surface of her
face, and alien she is gay and merry
they don't show at all. But the min
ute she is the least bit tired or begins
to fret pnd worry she looks ten years
older tn a very few minutes.
I suppose nerves come from a poor
constitution; but I have seen lots of
perfectly healthy girls give away to I
their fretful thoughts, and become just I
as nervous as if they were chronic in
valids. while, on the other hand, I
know girls who really do suffer con
siderable physical pain, but who have
such wonderful Self-control that they '
never indulge in tantrum, or let you
even think they have aching nerves in '
their body.
I don't know yvhat the medical cure
for nerves Is, but lots of times a girl
can cure herself without having to go
to a doctor, for 1 was my own physi
cian. and I think I made a very suc
cessful cure.
When I found that my nervousness
was beginning to affect my looks and
that I was getting thin and harassed
looking. 1 decided that raw nerves
were a very poor investment for a girl
who wanted to make a success on the
stage.
I decided, first of all, that 1 wouldn't
worry about anything that could be
remedied, and that I would make my
self stop thinking of the troubles that
couldn't be changed. Os course, this
took some will power, and nobody'can
do it for you. so th' nervous girl his
to just buckle down to a hard mental i
drill al! by herself. 1 worked hard at
the things I wanted to do, and I tried
not to be idle, picking up sewing or
reading a book during the time that I
otherwise would have spent in fret
ting. I was very thin, and looked
about for a diet that would be sooth
ing to the nervous system and fatten
ing at th< same time. After a while
this is about w hat I settled on for my
daily meals:
What To Eat.
For breakfast, cocoa, a cereal, two
eggs and plenty of broad and butter.
For lunch, cocoa once more, macaroni,
vegetables, rice or potatoes. and a
fruit salad. At night, I had a good
soup, meat, one fresh vegetable and
potatoes, and fruit for dessert. I ate
lots of toasted bread, with butter, for
all my meals. You eat more butter
on toast than you do on ordinary
bread; have you ever noticed that?
And butter, of course, is fattening.
Just before I went to bed 1 had a
glass of malted milk or milk with an
egg beaten up in it. When I was play
ing 1 at' 1 a little heartier supper and
kept a bottle of milk in my dressing
room to drink between times.
Do Y ou Know—
Occasionally one reads that, yvhen
human bodies are thought to be in riv
ers and can not be found, “a loaf of
bread has- been floated down the
stream." But very few people have the
hast idi a what, connection there is
between bread and the finding of bodies.
When the river has been dragged with
out result, a loaf of bread is cut in
two, a place hollowed out in the middle,
ami a quantity of quicksilver inserted.
The two halves of the loaf are then
fastened together again, and the bread
is thrown into the water in the place
where the body is supposed to be. With
out fail, the loaf floats along until it
reaches the vicinity of the body, and
then revolves quickly, hovering over
the spot.
A German merchant, resident tn
.Moscow, has left all his fortune,
amounting to half a million, to all those
■ f his employees who have served un
der him for five years or more. Their
portions are to be reckoned on the ba
sis of the first annual wage multiplied
by the number of years they have been
in his sc. vice. Those who have worked
for the firm le-s than five years receive
a joint sum of $.">",001!, which is to be
divided according to wages and length
of service. The staff have decided to
organize the business inherited by them
into a joint stock company.
Scotland contains a considerable
number of well t reserved and impos
ing forests, eared for and protected for
Wnturies One of these forests con
tains more than 5,000 acres, with many
tree.- mote than three feet in diameter.
"Ik>n,'t kiss each other on the public
highway , it's awful* to see a woman
doing a man's work," is one of the
"ikrnt's" f the Wellesley College Girls.
Nearly sl.nei\i)Oo worth of furs were i
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Most gems can be imitated, but at- ,
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erald have tailed.
Ono-sixth of the 'territorial surface
of the globe is occupied by the Russian
empire. ■
I had always been very much af
fected by the heat and groaned and
complained like other nervous people,
so I made up my mind that I would
never mention the heat again, except
in a casual way, and that I would
stop complaining about it. I soon
found that I didn’t feel so hot, and I
looked much cooler, which is always
sustaining to one’s vitality.
Even now that I don’t confess that
I have any perves at all, I am very
careful not to indulge in tea and coffee,
and I pay strict attention to my diet,
because I think that your disposition
depends very largely on what you eat
and how it agrees with you. I couldn’t
work well if I didn't feel in good
health, and I certainly could not be
amiable unless I felt right up to the
mark. Now we all know that beauty
depends on an amiable spirit and a
happy disposition as much as it does
on regular features and good eyes.
Given the regular features you ought
to be able to develop a good disposi
tion, and if you have nerves you can
and should conquer them, for there is
nothing more certain than that giving
away to fits of nerves will ruin the
prettiest face and give it a pouting,
peevish expression.
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1 here Is No Recipe
Ry Beatrice Fairfax
'No man ever y»t failed to make love
from Ignorance how to begin."—Eden
Phillpote.
"R. W. V” writes:
1 nm a young man of 2S, with
falrb good looks and plenty of
money.
With every availabh' effort I
h<ve tried to g.un the affection of
a young woman wht>in I love dearly,
but she always acts very coolly to
ward me, though she accept.* ail my
attentions. Her parents do not ob
ject to nn keeping company with
their daughter, and always receive
me cordially when I visit them.
' Please toll me what to do to win
her love.’’
t CYNIC has defined courtship as "a
AA period of varying length passed
by a man and a woman in trying
to deceive each other.”
How true that may be only those
who claim to have been deceived can
say. But if there be any deception, it
is a deception that phases. It is a de
ception without which no education can
be complete.
It is in experience that makes tho
heart more tender, that broadens the
sympathies, and that for the time be
ing turns to a rose pink all that is gray
in the world.
If in the years to come the rose pink
begins to fade, there will always be
the sweet memory that the color once
prevailed.
This ymung man wishes to paint the
world a rose pink for tjte girl he loves,
and she refuses to permit him. In his
dilemma he asks to be shown the way.
Only One Recipe.
My dear young man, there are recipes
for mixing all kinds of paint but the
rose pink of romance.
Moonlight is not essential, though the
scene is best laid with it as an acces
sory. It is not necessary that “we
two” be alone. Love has been told
many times in a crowd, and the telling
is just as sweet.
You say you have fairly good looks
and plenty of money. Neither is need
ed, nnd ‘he love that is most sincere,
the most lasting, and the most beautiful
of all is told oftenest without either.
She accepts your attentions, but re
fuses to accept your love. This does
not mean there is any fault with either.
It is possible to love less than you
love, and win that for which one made
no effort. It is possible to win a girl
by paying her no attention.
No one can define and outline and
portray every little detail of a court
ship that will end in success. It is one
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of those illusive things that recognize
no guide post nor boundary.
You can not compel her to love you.
With every argument in your favor,
and with her parents urging the match,
she can not compel herself.
A Fine Art.
Our ancestors used to make quite a
study of how to win a fair one’s af
fections. and with them it became a
fine a"rt.
Rut with all their gallantry, their
stilted phrases, their long-winded and
verbose love-making, they succeeded no
better than the man of today who de
clares his love in six words over the
telephone.
Love requires no special scenery. It
needs ho coaxing or attentions of the
kind you are giving. It is not a mat
ter of will.
Remember that, my dear young man,
and if your present methods of siege
have failed, try riding away to a newer
field. That has often succeeded where
faithful devotion has failed. She is
sure of you now. With the first feel
ing of doubt there may come a realiza
tion of what losing you will mean.
She thinks life would not be pleas
ant with you. Let her learn'what it is
without you for a tinie.
If you have been krind and consider- '
ate and devoted, she will miss all this,
and will signal for you to return.
Some women never know they love a
man until they are about to lose him.
Further than those suggestions for
playing the game, I know no more.
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to your family.
Faust Spaghetti is made from Amer
ican Durum wheat, by Americans, in a
clean American factory. We seal it up
in dust, dirt and damp-proof packages
to keep it clean and wholesome until it
reaches you. Your grocer sells Faust
Spaghetti in 5c and 10c packages.
MAULL BROS.,
St. Louis. Mo.