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Little Bobbie’s
Pa
By WILLIAM F. KIRK
Husband, sed Ma to Pa w« fie
calm hoarn last nite. I wajy° u
to be prepared to meet o> (D
of the nisest ladies that ewer had
the pleshur of inviting to my ho*. It
wud do yure hart good, sed Ma. 0 jest
lissen to her nice way of speakii She
is one of that noabel vmmen,
sed Ma, that is bound to snakrf’ff the
shackles of in-dlvldual ty-riry of
man, & rise to the hltes to i<h a "
wimmen is entitled, sed Ma.
You doant say so muchy-m-’hy. sed
Pa. What is the naim of th modern
Jones of Arks, sed Pa. Owß to the
recent shake-up in the poli- depart
ent, Pa sed, I hate to be a but
I wud like to lay five to one ikt she is
a suffrey-get. Surely, wife, d Pa. you
doant mean to tell me that jd " ud ask
me to help entertain one ofhem wim
men votes? I a afrade-tlt 1 might
git a look at her during tliJirh
& choke on a fish bone. Ptsed.
Choke? sed Ma.
Yes, sed Pa—choke, w ingly and
gladly. Thare is few wise fates in
this world than choking oa fish bone
or a wish bone, sed Pa, bvl wud giad
•ly choose eether of thosideadly ends
than to sit & chat thrcgh a dinner
with a suffry-get.
I newer met but one iffry-get. sed
Ma. This gurl Is one otthe finest la
dles that I ever had theileshur of in
viting to my house. Yu have these
earnest young ladles wang. husband,
sed Ma. They beleeve 1 standing for
a principal all the way. I ant sure . >u
will luv this suffry-get You are «ne
of Nature’s noabelmen rod Ma. As
sure as the rain falls t‘ the earth jou
will fall for the principas that this girl
ex-pounds.
Jest then Ma's field cairn in I
dident think that Pa wts going to Ike
her until 1 saw how tutiful she ’as.
Her htpr was kind of jolden sunsine
like. & her cheeks was Ike the red red
rose. H< r lips wasent vary pale, eoher.
& she had on a red dress
My dear Miss Jones, sed Ma. J.vant
you to meet my husband
Pa was awful nice >4 gallat. " e
looked at Ma's Frend & you cn bet
yure life she was as pritty as ajeach.
Won't you cum oaver here & s >t by
this open window? sed Pa. If ou sit
on this sofa whare the breeze urns in
from forty-ninth St. you wl notis
that the breeze is blowing
all oaver the room, Pa sed. :. was in
such a bower as this that H them
ancient Greek gods made lov to their
Greek goddesses, out in the. oonlight,
out among the shades, sed P
I doan't think you look pch like a
Greek god, sed Ma's frend.
I sed that I doant think yJ look like
a Greek god, sed Ma's frei- Men in
them days all looked like tatues, sed
Ma’s frend. Now thay ariill fat. Fat
peepul shuddent vote, shrtoald Pa.
Well, sed Pa. maybe yo are rite. I
suppoas you are like threat of the
suffry-gets, working for he grate &
lonely Theedore. But If me, tell you
sumthing. Pa sed. 1 at, for Big, Bill
Taft. .<• this is my Motto Nobody loves
a fat man. hut lots of Iks are ready
to vote for one.
That shows bow i.ieh poor Pa
knows about poly-tickf
A YELLR.
Neighbor "The bal suffers from
sleeplessness, does it?
Mr. Jcroloman (hagtrd and hollow
eyed)—"l didn’t say it suffered. zft
seems to enjoy it. m the one that
suffers.”
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The same Betty that you’ve been seeing up and down “fift' av'nyuh” and in the smart tea-rooms —you’re perfectly likely to run across perched on a pas
ture fence with her arms full of "roastin’ ears, a sun-bonnet on the back of her head, her hair brushed away from her forehead to show you the
FOREHEAD you never dreamed she bad, a pink gingham gown spread fan-wise on the grey fence, and a little porker with a wistful smile
and a pleading voice below her. For sometimes such maids are very sensible in the vacations they take.
pI'HE GATES OF SILENCE” * By META SIMMINS * AUTHOR OF “HUSHED UP”
TODAY’S INSTALLMENT. 1
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Thon the merest chance or was it not. ’
rathe. - , retributive tale, working b\ siiu- ’
pie means?- some papers he had found 1
among his dead daughter’s possessions. 1
relics of the days when, in the heyday •
of her beauty, before tiie fatal seizure, !
she had acted as Paul Saxe’s decoy in the 1
big Beauty Parlor he had run in the Rue 1
de la Paix had put him on the scent of
what the Beaut?. Parlor had really cov
ered. and the details of a dead and gone 1
scandal had .-.’ivcr. him tho firs* bhu >f '
the part Saxe had played In hounding
the young Princess Karazoff to the des- 1
perate remedy of taking her own life.
The Prince a tall, spare man. who J
looked about fifty -received him in his li
brary. a large and very plainly furnished
room in which . there *were more books
than .lex bad ever seen in his life. He
had experienced no nervousness during
his wait, but now he was conscious of a
sensation far from ease as he met the
Russian’s eyes, which were very blue and
ver> clear, and curiously suggestive of a
frosty night.
“You have stated that you have infor
mation of a valuable kind, connected with
a subject in which I am interested, to
give m<x” the Prince said, referring to
papers on the table before him. “You
mean that you have information to sell, I
suppose?’’
He spoke* English correctly, but with a
certain difficulty and harshness. and
there was a contempt in his intonation
that Jex disliked exceedingly.
“Your supposition is incorrect.’’ he re
torted. militantly. “My motive in offer
ing thin information to you is purely
altruistic. A transgressor, highly placed
and powerful, requires a chastiser more
powerful, more highly placed—”
The Prince made an impatient sound
and an almost dismissing gesture of his
hand. But Jex was not intimidated: he
continued imperturbably.
Jex’s Story.
“Your Highness has heard a beginning
like this before: it weariea him. doubt
less If he will have patience, he will ese
now differently this story ends. This wolf
in cheep’s clothing against whom I claim
your aid, this financier in city circles a
very ' ontemptible person, no doubt; yet
this Mr. Paul Saxe, has injured you,
wronged you most foully, robbed you of
honor, of happiness, of your very place in
the world
Jex’s soft voice, with its almost wom
anish note of delicacy, had grown impas
sioned. The Russian, leaning forward, his
elbows on the table, glanced up with cold
eyes.
“Let us get to the point if there is
one tn your story.” he said.
“A very subtle point.” Jex rose and
leaned across—so suddenly that the Rus
sian drew back sharply and spoke a few
sentences in a low voice. As he spoke
the Russian s face paled and contracted,
then grew set like a mask of hate.
“Your proof?” he derpanded, in ve
hement voice. “Your proof?'’
Samuel Jex reached tor the hat he had
let slip to the floor. "His throat was a
little dry the story he had been telling
was a long one; he had a strange feel
ing. as of a man who had been living for
uncounted time another life, very alien
from his own. The eyes of the prime,
fixed intently on his own, were no longer
the eyes of a stranger; thfcre was some
thing fiercely intimate in their gaze. Out
wardly the Russian was composed, but
his thin brown hands trembled.
“1 shall telephone to your police. Thai,
is, I suppose, what you wish me to do?”
he said, and there was a gleam like sun
light on ice in his frosty eyes “You sa.\
he knows nothing suspects nothing”
“Absolutely nothing, Jex answered
"My son-in-law imagined all proofs ha»t
hern destroyed that nothing remained to
connect him with the old identity of th'*
Rue de la Paix; he did not understand
that a woman rarely destroys incriminat
ing papers.
“Ami are there other witnesses other
victims ‘to this vast scheme of black
mail?”
“Numbers of people- men and women,
since women were not his sole victims
For the three rears of his life in Paris
be traded under the name of Deschanel.
Blackmailing was Paul /axe's profession.
Hr was inordinately successful ami made
enormous sums, the rich of three coun
tries streamed incessantly through the
duvrs ui the Beauty Parlor, and their se-
crets were open books to the spies he had
gathered about him. I can put the police
in possession of a boxful of his letters.
The princess was not the only—*'
Jex paused suddenly, silenced by the
terrible look on the Russian's face.
It was one thing, apparently, to tell a
story, another to comment on it, Jex
thought. The intimacy which had been
established between this man and him
self while he told of the Beauty Parlor
in Paris was gone, 'rhe man who had
listened to the story of how Paul Saxe,
the unscrupulous man of ideas, using the
bait of his wife's beauty, her w’onderful
hair and perfect complexion, had opened
this big Beauty Parlor in Paris, and, by
the aid of quacks and nostrums. the
masseuse, the sand-diviner and the palm
ist. the maker of cosmetics, the corsetiere
and the wig-maker, and the minor hosts
who prey on the weaknesses of vain wom
en, had contrived a plan by which he
could rook his pigeons in two ways—first,
by the ostensible objects for which the
Beauty Parlor existed, and. secondly, by
trailing on the indiscretions, the sins, and
the lesser follies of the people who fre
quented it —was gone, and in his place
was His Highness Prince Sergius Kara
zoff, a very different man.
For the Beauty Parlor had caused a
furor in Paris. For a time it had had
the vogue of a smart club, and the modish
women of the two worlds of Paris had
usc<l it as a meeting place for their ac
quaintances and for their lovers—-and its
astute proprietor had not been slow to
avail himself of the opportunities thus
afforded him of becoming possessed of the
undesirable secrets of many wealthy and
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fares and with long return limits and will be glad to give you full infor
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DENVER 47.30 PUT IN BAY 28.00
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foolish women. It was with one of these
women that Samuel Jex's stefcy had been i
concerned —the charmingly pretty, foolish l
and idle girl Prince Karazoff had married
and left to her own devices. I
A terrible story. She had been so easy
a victim to Saxe’s ingenious perversion I
of what, at the worst, was only an in- t
discreet flirtation with a compatriot; but
he had contrived to throw such a glamour
of evil and suspicion about It that the
young wife, terrified of her severe and ’
elderly husband, had, for so long as her I
resources permitted, paid the exorbitant
sums of hush money the man demanded, 1
and, when they failed, had taken her own 1
life rather than face the exposure he 1
threatened.
The suicide of the Princess Karazoff '
and a host of other less startling scandals |
had brought Deschanel, as Saxe called
himself, and his Beauty Parlor into tin- <
enviable notoriety He had closed the 1
place and decamped before inquiry could
be made, and for years since the prince (
had been seeking to unravel the secret i
motive of that tragedy. Now, at Jex’s '
words, everything stood revealed. Paul ,
Saxe, the financier, the big power in Lon
don city circles, and Eugene Deschanel,
the suave proprietor of the Beauty Par
lor, were one. The man whom English '
match-making mothers quarreled over In
their eagerness to honor was the man who
had made his fortune by a stupendous
scheme of blackmail that had ruined the ’
happiness of numberless women!
The silence in the great room was I
broken by the sharp fall of coal from the |
grate to the hearth With an effort the I
prince roused himself from the reverie
into which he had fallen, and lifted the
receive! of the telephone that stood on
the table beside him.
“To telephone to your police that is
the first thing to do,” he said to Jex.
And as Jex listened, he smiled. His
head reeled; the intoxication of gratified
revenge mounted to his senses like wine
Jex Makes a Mistake.
At the Toby Jug Paul Saxe had speed
ily wearied of the companionship of the
gray eat. He had treated its overtures
at first with a species of friendly con
tempt; then he had attempted familiari
ties that had resulted in an angry red
weal down one of Mr. Saxe’s slim brown
hands, and he had retorted with a kick
that would, if It had reached its mark,
have very seriously disabled the com
placent Leah. As it was, she had re
treated with discretion, and on the top
of a big and exceedingly dusty walnut
bureau was engaged in mysteries of the
toilet that did not, however, deter her
from keeping vigilant and lambent gaze
on him. It was that gaze, perhaps, as
much as anything else that drove Saxe
out Into the shop, where he spent a little
time In ransacking the stock in a listless
sort of way.
He felt an odd reluctance to go away
without seeing Jex. There waa something
so queer in that peremptory command for
his presence- in this empty and unguard
ed shop whore he had been received by
the supercilious cat.
To Be Continued in Next Issue.
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Daysey Mayme
and Her Folks
By FRANCES L. GARSIDE.
A THWARTED AMBITION.
Mrs. lysander john apple
ton recently had her picture
taken in her kitchen dress.
It looked so much like her that her
husband was pleased. He felt that he
really knew the original. He has been
in doubt of his acquaintance on pre
vious occasions when she had her pic
ture taken in happier clothes.
His satisfaction put a new ambition
into Mrs. Appleton’s head.
She appeared at a newspaper office a
feu weeks later with a large photo
graph of herself the like of which was
never seen in a newspaper office be
fore.
On her head she wore a dusting cap.
Tucked under one arm she carried a
broom, and a scrubbing brush, and a
duster lay like the flowers a girl grad
uate receives—at her feet.
Both hands were engaged in mixing
dough and there was a smudge of flour
on her nose.
Under the picture she had written:
"Mrs Lysander John Appleton En
gaged in the Noble Work of Helping
Her Husband."
The picture was refused.
"1 don't see why." she sniffed in an-’
ger. "Newspapers all over the country,
published pictures of Mrs. Charles;
Moise at her desk helping her hus
band.
"Ain't I helping tny husband as much
as if I sat at a desk?" .
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