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THE MAGAZINE PAGE 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.” fßtr I Strengthening Food For Summer Days Youneed nourishing food these hot days— foodthat gives strength and stamina—but you mus not overtax the digestive organs with hear meats. The ideal summer meal is a dish of delicious IS" AUST =U SPAGHETTI L= It is a deightful dish that appeals to the lagging apetite of summer time. Tender and tasty, asily digested and so full of whole some nouishment. Serve Faust Spaghetti to your mei-weary family and save doctors’ bills. It i easily prepared and most econom ical. Wte for free book of recipes. All grocers ill Faust Spaghetti —5c and 10c a package MAUIL BROS., St. Louis Mo. iou Wouldn t Know the Dear Girl Now copyright im2, National News Association By Brinkley / rhWki 1 Wffl ** : 'W ' ■ / - a— -XKT whv /’ ' I A 3i V . /' 1 !■ - V SiJSlsPw* v .fflfWwoßl " ' , b'WGlJlllA ,;j A./ / '* -A' ' ! EX? ! V i : A ' ; --d 'rr'wvj wILwl J i &.. —i l_ . fc - - _j 1 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 i 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 » II 1 11 111—i - -a — aa ’^^ B ' Vacation Days §2J§li®*’ ■*' are Here. Plan now where to go and let u» help you. The mountain and lake resort* in the North and West are attractive. The clear invigorating air 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 infor mation. Following are the round trip fares from Atlanta to some of the principal resorts: CHAUTAUQUA LAKE PTSS34.3O NIAGARA FALLSS3S.BS DENVER 47.30 PUT IN BAY 28.00 DETROIT 30.00 PETOSKEY 36.55 DULUTH 48.00 SALT LAKE CITY 60.30 MACKINAC ISLAND 38.65 TORONTO 38.20 MAMMOTH CAVE 17.40 WAUKESHA33.7O THE ATTRACTIVE WAY NORTH CITY TICKET OFFICE ■■■ W3.JI 4 Peachtree Street phones {ml’/joss . t ’ - ii«n»i*iini m J ’in rr ai i i mi.- & 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. 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ACCESSIBILITY Three car lines, Peachtree. West Peachtree and Buckhead lines; 20 minutes from center of city PROTECTION Spf eial pulice officer at 2:30 and 1:30 to protect students get ting on and off cprs. CAT/YLOGUE and views on request; thirty-fifth year begins September 12. LLEWELLYN D AN!) EMMA B. vCOTT. Principals Fhone Ivy 647. | 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?" . FOR POLITICAL ARGUMENTS. "Father." said an Inquiring youth, "when a hen sits on an egg for three weeks and it don't hatch, is the egg spoiled ?” “As an article of diet, my son, it Is henceforth a failure, but for political purposes it has its uses.” y WOMAN ESCAPES DREADFUL OPERATION How She Was Saved From Surgeon’s Knife by Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegeta ble Compound. 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