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THE GEO OGHAM’S MAGAZINE PAGE “The Gates of Silence” Bv Meta Simnuns, Author of "Hushed Up" TODAY’S INSTALLMENT. “Well, isn’t she worth even the descent Into hades’’ Betty gazed at the fare nf the woman who looked out from the canvas at her The first glance was a revelation of beau ty that almost took her breath aaa tie second a revolt against the insult fared tn all her tenderest susreptibilitie 4 —• sense of horror which, as it seemed, would never leave her And yet the subject an<l the treatment tn all save one particular were absolutely j conventional It represented the woman • bearing her box of spikenard exceeding I precious, the glorious ha : of tradition streamed over her whft* t aro shoulders, and from the cloud' background shone nut the spear of light, symbol of the H«>l> Spirit. Once again the painter s wife had served as his model Barrington, who had Ttaver painted Edith, who had never suf fered others to paint her Only In one instance the departure from conventional treatment yet it made of the picture a nnakery. a blaspheme and a horror The eyes of the .Magdalen were not tear-filled, cast up in penitent** to heaven, they looked out from the can vas, filled with evil laughter, the malig nant laughter of the woman who has tasted of all things, who has seen all things, and, behold, they were ver> evil Not Finished. “Oh!” The girl gave a little cr> 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 great distance, penetrat Ing into this world of horror where het senses sickened and reeled. \ »>u like it No. I don't expect you do It Is too trip It eonSeys too notable a lesson But it , la not finished yet. the foreshortening is , wrong here Oh, for three weeks more of sight—three “Tony'.” Rettx had found her voice < again, the world was settling about her. , the spasm of spiritual nausea passed She was dealing, not with the Anthpny « Harrington she had ktc-wn, 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 ( elav. even If it meant his own life and , the light of life to do s<» “Tony, you i must destroy this thing. You must Lm ( don'f know what you have done Even » 1f she was what you imagined her to bo , -*-and she was not that—ft was scanda- . )oub, brutal, unmanly. I haven't words | for ft —for you Tony. dear. it isn't | thinkable' Barrington replaced the Covering over i the picture and turned, looking down at Betty’s flushed, upturned face He stood i between her and the easel, as though he almost dreaded an attack on it and what i it held. i “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 elnned in one thing only—her love for you It was her one fault —her fear of losing you I 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 istine*. Samson degraded, mutilated, yet Samson still. . “Betty, she Is your sister, but 1 can’t help it She was bad false to the core I— I am glad the child died. If I dared, I d thank God for that!” His voice ceased suddenly He made a curious gesture with his outflung hands "Whip 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 on Hie heart with fingers of ice, the fear that numbs the n] [ I Milady’s Toilet Table By MME. D'MILLE "Dull and lifeless hair makes a woman look older than she should. Dry sham pooing makes the hair bright, tlufty and clean —full of life and lustre Pul four ounces of powdered ortis root in a fruit jar and mix it well with an original pack age of therox. Sprinkle a teaspoonfill of the •fixture on the head once a week and brush It out thoroughly Therox makes hair grow when exert thing else falls “The natural beautt of a person’s face la marred by thin ami straggly eyebrows and lashes Rubbing gently with plain pyroxln will induce them to grow long, thick and silky The eyebrows should be Crushed dally to train them to grow into an arch. "Instead of powder and paint, use a simple complexion lotion made nt home! by dissolving an original package of mav atone In a half pint of witch hazel Gen tly rub over the face in the mottling and all day your skin will lie as clear, soft and satiny as a babi s with no dark or muddy discolorations "Delatone is equal to the electri. needle for the removal of superfluous hair Is positively painless, and not nearly so ex pensive. Just mix a little delatone with wster. cover the wild hairs with this paste, let it remain two minutes then wash the skin, and th< I tiro- will 1., gone." Wilton Jellico Coal $4.50 PER TON Place Your Order Before Advance JELLICO COAL CO. 82 Peachtree St. Both Phones 3668 I < brain and destroys reason She had I »<,ked into the gaunt eyes of fear in 'hat room of horror in Tempest street. ">.• •:«* she had seen a man lie dead But she had never heard fear speak as it , "P<<ke in Anthon\ Barrington s rattling voice. “Tony' < »h. no, no!" She hardly knew what she said. She tor k a step toward him. and saw that he stood afraid to move saw that those ♦ yes. twitching no longer, but fixed in a dreadful stare, saw nothing of her. noth ing of what they looked on. “It’s true. I tell you! Something ; snapped in my head, and the light went cut It s black —quite black!” "Tony!” She crept < loser 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 back with me tri the house/’ She felt that. <time what might, she must get him away out of this place, where everywhere around her Edith’s tor tured eves looked down, and Edith’s lips laughed dreadful laughter. The Darkness. ' N". n<« I can't see. I tell you. It’s darkness." he whispered, like a little child “Betty, you ran' leave me. You wouldn’t do that you wouldn't leave me alone In the darkness’’' No. no Only for a moment to send for help to send for the doctor. Tony—” He had taught at her desperately in a grip of whose strength he was utterly unconscious. "I won’t leave you." she murmured “Only come away here-let us sit dow-n and wait Some one will come, perhaps Have you no means of communication with the house? No, let us wait. You'll bo better soon. It's the excitement the you've not been <*a refill enough. Byt I'll take rare of you now; oh, mj poor boy!" There were in Betty's eybs; she strove to keep them hack, to control her voice. 1 shall never he better He gave me six months at most It's the blvk end Oh. Betty, Betty:” She made no effort to speak. There were no words she could say. She could on!.' wait. But she did get him. at last, trembling and starting like a frightened horse, away from the easel to the long oak settee with its tumbled cushions that stood against the wall, where he sat hud dled against her There, with her arm about hkn, she made soft sounds of sym pathy over him, as she might have made 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 ns firm as that of a man “There's no one to see you now there’s only me. and I understand. This will pass you'll be your splendid self.” “There's nothing to struggle for. The pluck's dead gone out of me. If I were only dead!” groaned the man, miserably. Hetty said nothing She had raised her eyes from the marred face on her shoul der to see standing at the far end of the studio, looking at her with an expression hard to read on her white face, Edith, her sister and this man's wife. The House on the Moor. Mr Paul Saxe sat in the’ spartanly furnished inner sanctum of the palatial suite of offices at Chichester House. There were no flowers In the big vase on the side table Miss Trended had left her post suddenlv a few weeks before, and her successor, a male stenographer pith largo, flat face and lint eyelashes, had received no orders regarding the tilling 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 heen a few months ago when, on one memorable oc casion. a message had come tinkling over the wires, conveying the news that for the moment had startled even him. - “This night thy soul shall be required of thee He had long since given up even wondering what the meaning of those words could be. lust for a few hours a few days he had dreaded -he 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 lav chill fingers on this fair fruit of his success and turn it rotten at the touch If less haggard, the man's face had hardened; the air of radiant youth tlitit had given it that curious, almost efTimln ate beauty was gone His character had hardened also, or else he l ad dropped the pose of softness, that was why 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, always weaving, nets for the taking of a girl's white soul But they must be* woven very craftily, woven invisibly, so that she slipped herself into their enmeshing center He would have no woman won by- force to grieve and pine beside him His wife must become his wife of her own free choice within th** limit of that year of grace, and he knew enough of human nature, enough of wom en. to realze that, once having made her bargain. Betty laimsden would be as true as st«*e| to it Another Message. It seemed to him that they were spread ing well, those tine, impalpable nets. The entrance of a clerk with a tele gram broke in abruptly on this day dream Saxe, rousing himself, looked at the ot ange-colored envelope with a certain ap prehension. as though he. to whom such a mode of communication was more com mon than postcards, belonged to the fast dying race who associate telegrams with ♦hsaster To Be Continued in Next Issue. NATIONAL SURGICAL INSTITUTE . | For the Treatment of vX . DEFORMITIES a ' ESTABLISHED 1874. X A" ie'jt Give the deformed J /jW children a chance. T /|\v\ Send us their / V \ names, we can / ( I \ help them. 5 • This Institue Treats Club Feet. Dis ■ eases of the Spine. Hip Joints, Paraly sis, etc. Send for illustrated catalog. 72 South Pryor Street. Atlanta, Ga. Beauty Secrets of Footlight Favorites // W e a \\ F (W \\ ' \ \ \\ Z 9HKL \ b \x r MISS MARIE VERNON. One of the Ziegfeld beauties 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 that 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 ia Just a matter of nerves. On the stage, people seem to expect a display of temperament, but from what 1 have noticed this temperament, when it isn’t put on. is just nerves un controlled, arid 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 tell you who she was. because you ought to be a"ble 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 really what an attack of nervps’ls,” 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 find a lot of little lines and wrinkles forming in her face. If she has a very fine skin, they look like tiny little etched lines on the surface of her face, and when she is gay and merry they don’t show at all. Put the min ute she is the least bit tired or begins to fret and worry she looks ten years older in a very few minutes. 1 suppose nerves come from a poor constitution, but 1 have seen lots of perfectly health/ girls give away u> their fretful thoughts, and become just 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. 1 don't know what 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 1 made a very suc cessful cure. When I found that mt nervousness was beginning to affect my looks and that I was getting thin and harassed looking. I del idl’d that raw nerves were avert poor Investment for a girl who xx anted to make a success on the si age. 1 decided, first of all. that I 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 vou, so tite nervous girl has to just buckle down to a hard mental drill all by herself. 1 worked hard at !he Girl With "Nerves"—-the Cause and Remedy the things I wanted to do, and f tried not to be idle, picking up sewing or reading a book during the time that J 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 the same time. After a while thia is about what I settled on for my daily meals: What To Eat. I For breakfast, cocoa, a cereal, twe eggs and plenty of bread 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 1 was play ing 1 ate a little heartier supper and kept a bottle of milk in my dressing room to drink between times. Do You Know—- Occasionally one reads that, when 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 least idea 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, and 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 of 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 service. Those who have worked for the firm less than fixe years receive a joint sum of $50,000, 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 preserved and impos ing forests, eared for and protected for centuries. One of these forests eon lains mote than 5.000 acres, with many trees more than thiee feet in diameter. •‘Don't kiss each other on the public highway; it's awful to see a woman doing a man's work," is one of the "Dont's" of the Wellesley College Girls. Nearly $4,000,000 worth of furs were sold at the Irbit (Russia ! fair this year. Os this amount squirrel skins biought $1,640,70c. Most gems can be imitated, but at tempts made to "reconstruct" the em erald have failed. One-sixth of the te:ritorial surface qf ihe 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 1 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 nerves 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. -■■■»■ ■ ■■ ■" " 11 WOMAN SICK TWELVE TEARS Wants Other Women to Know How She Was Finally Restored to Health. Louisiana, Mo. “I think a woman naturally dislikes to make her troubles r- ' 1 known to the public, •''idrofflWtek' 1 ' but complete restor raHlfe; rfe ation tohealth means f 80 muc h me that < . I cannot keep from ,■ ’ telling mine for the 1 1 y/ ■; sake of other suffer >nK women. “I had been sick f"’ ’ about twelve years, f ' and bad eleven doc- ' tors. I had drag- ging down pains, pains at monthly periods, bilious spells, and was getting worse all the time. I would hardly get over one spell when I would be sick again. No tongue can tell what I suffered from cramps, and at times I could hardly walk. The doctors said I might die at. one of those times, but I took Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegeta ble Compound and got better right away. Your valuable medicine is worth more than mountains of gold to suffering wo men.”—Mrs. Bertha Muff, 503 N. 4th ! Street, Louisiana, Mo. Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Com pound, made f rom native roots and herbs, contains no narcotic or harmful drugs, . and to-day holds the record of being the most successful remedy for female ills we I know of, and thousands of voluntary i testimonials on file in the Pinkham i laboratory at Lynn,Mass., seem to prove ! this fact. If you want special advice write to Lydia E. Pinkham Medicine Co. (confi dential) Lynn. Mass. Your letter will ■( be opened, read and answered by a woman and held in strict confidence* There Is No Recipe By Beatrice Fairfax "No man ever yet failed to make love from ignorance how to begin.”—Eden P hillpots. "R. W. V." writes: "I am a young man of 25. with fairly good looks and plenty ,of money. ."With every available effort I have tried to gain the affection of ’a young woman whom I love dearly, but she always acts very coolly to ward me. though she accepts ail my attentions. Her parents do not ob- _ Ject to my keeping company with their daughter, and always receive me cordially when I visit them. 'Please tell me what to do to \Vin her love." • A CYNIC has defined courtship as "a period of varying length passed by a man and a woman in trying to deceive each dtjier." How true that may be only those who claim to have been deceived van say. But if there be any deception, it is a deception that pleases, it is a de ception without which no education can i be complete. It is an experience that makes the 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 young man wishes to paint the world a rose pink for the girl he loves, ftnd 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 t rose pink of romance. Moonlight is not essential, though the i 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, and ’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 ti —ZTZ-.5 z -w V Northern Lakes The lake resorts in the West and North are particularly attractive. / / The clear invigorating air added to boating, bathing !/ and fishing will do much to upbuild you physically. ( / We have on sale daily round trip tickets at low fares and with long return limits and will be glad to give you full information. 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Our ancestors used to make quite a study of how to win a fair one's af fections. and with them if became a fine art. But with all their gallantry, their stilted phrases, their long-winded and verbose love-making, they succeeded n<> better than the man of today who de clares his love in six words over the telephone. Love requires no special scenery. It needs no coaxing or attentions of the kind you are giving. It is not a mat ter of will. Remembet 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 iearn what it is without you for a time. If you have been kind 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 these suggestions for playing the game, 1 know no more. GETTING MORE FOOD VALUE FOR LESS MONEY. When you consider the high food value of Faust Spaghetti and the delicious dishes it makes, the cost seems ridiculously low. Don’t you ’think you should serve it much more often? It. will mean.a con siderable saving in your house hold expenses and a sure delight 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.