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DffijCffiOßQiANrS MAGAZMD ’ PAGE, Little Bobbie’s Pa Ry WILLIAM F. KIRK. HUSBAND. sed Ma to Pa wen he calm hoam last nite. I want you to be prepared to meet one (1) of the nisest ladies that ewer I had the pleshur of inviting to my house. It wud do yure hart good, sed Ma, to jest lissen to her nice way of speaking. She %r one of that noabel band of wimmen. sed Ma. that is bound to shake off the -hankies of in-dividual ty-ranny of man. & rise to the hltes to wich all wimmen is entitled, sed Ma. You doant say so muehy-muchy. sed Pa. What is the naim of this modern Jones of Arks, sed Pa. Owing to the recent shake-up in the police depart ent. Pa sed. I hate to be. a gambler, but I wud like to lay five to one that she is a suffrey-get. Surely, wife, sed Pa, you doant mean to tell me that you wud ask me to help entertain one of them wim men voters? I a afrade that' I might git a look at her during the fish course & ch'oke on a fl«h bone. Pa sed. Choke'.’ sed Ma. Yes, sed Pa—choke, willingly and gladly. Thare is few worse fates it. this world than choking on a fish bon era wish bone, sed Pa. but I wifi glad ly choose eether of those dead!' ends than to sit * chat through a dinner with a suffry-get. I newer met but one suffry-get. s?d Ma This gull is one of the finest la dies that 1 ever had the pleshu: of in viting to my house. You have these earnest young ladies wrong, husband, sed Ma. They beleeve in standing for a principal all the way. lam sure you will luv this suffry-get I You are one of Nature's noabelmen, sed Ma. As sure as the rain fills to the earth yon i will fall, for th,' principals that this gurl ! ex-pounds. Jest then Ma's f end cairn in. I dident think that Pa wa> gblng to like her until 1 saw how butiful she was Her hail was kind of golden sunshine like. & het cheeks was like the red. red rose. Her lips wasent vary pale, eether. &• sh" had on a red dress. My dear Miss Jones, sed Ma, I want you to meet my husband. Pa was awful nice ,<• gallant, tie looked at Ma's. Fiend & you can het yure life she was as ptitty as a peach. Won't you cum oaver here ft sit by this open window? sed Pa. If you sit on this sofa whare the breeze cums in from forty-ninth St. you will notis that the breeze Is blowing the curtains all oaver the room, Pa sed. It was in such a bower as this that all them ancient Greek gods made love to their Greek goddesses, out in the moonlight, out among the shades, sed Pa. I doan't think you look much like a Greek god. sed Ma's trend. I sed that I doant think you look like a Greek god, sed Ma's trend. Men in them days all looked like statues, sed ‘Ma's trend. Now thay are all fat. Fat peepul shuddent vote, she toald Pa. Well, sed Pa. maybe you are rite. I j suppoas you are like the rest of the I suffry-gets, working for the grate & lonely Theedore. But let me tell you sumthing. Pa sed. I am for Big Bill Taft, & this is my Motto: Nobody loves a fat m/in. but lots of folks are ready to vote for one. That shows how much poor Pa knows about poly-ticks. A YELLER. Neighbor—" The baby suffers from sleeple--ness. does it?" Mr. Jeroloman (haggard and hollow-I eyedi—"l didn't say it suffered. It s< eiiw ui enjoy it. I'm the one that suffers." 'O ' (fsx /b v z WO Strengthening Food For Summer Days You need nourishing food these hot days— food that gives strength and stamina—but you must not overtax the digestive organs with heavy meats. The ideal summer meal is a dish of delicious =-J SPAGHETTI l±= It is a delightful dish that appeals to the lagging appetite of summer time. l ender and tasty, easily digested and so full of whole some nourishment. Serve Faust Spaghetti to your meat-weary family and save doctors’ bills. It is easily prepared and most econom ical. Write for free book of recipes. All grocers sell Faust Spaghetti —5c and 10c a package. MAULL BROS., St. Louis Mo. I - T I You Wouldn t Know the Dear Girl Now” Copyright 1312. National News Association *By Nell Brinkley | i /Bio gw ■■■ ~i / - L -MSw IWw ■ ,1 * 1 Owffl’ TIG?? A: WSwOW ' r ■ ■ ■r ? ■ JR 4"--- I''Sigil: . [ wOStwbvi ”tS sp • - v Mg' ■ ■ w IpyKGAA gg G'- v-Z' - G 'IJ ’ll , .A : i, ? .<? rTTT $ itßsftplmEZF TAG. G.G GG —-Ji " : . '‘' Y' Jv 1 Rhe 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 POREHhAI) you never dreamed she had. 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. Eor sometimes such maids are very sensible in the vacations they take. “THE GATES OF SILENCE” * By META SIMMINS * AUTHOR OF “HUSHED UP” j—7 TODAY'S INSTALLMENT. Then the merest chance—or was it not. rather, retributive fate, working by sim ple means? some papers he had found among his dead daughter’s possessions, relics of the days when, in the heyday of her beauty, before the fatal seizure, she had acted as Paul Saxe's decoy in the I big Beauty Parlor he had run in the Rue Ide la Paix—had put him on the scent of | what the Beauty Parlor had really cov- I ered, and the details of a dead and gone ■ scandal had given him the first hint of the part Saxe had played In hounding the young Princess Karazoff to the des perate remedy of taking her own life. 'l'he Prince a tall, spare man. who looked about fifty—received him in his li brary. a large and very plainly furnished toom in which there were more books than Jex had ever seen in his life He had experienced no nervousness during his wait, hut now he was conscious of a sensation far from ease as he met the Russian’s eyes, which were very blue and very 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 me. the Prince said, referring to papers on the table before him. “You mean that you have information to sell, 1 suppose?" He spoke English correctly, but with a certain difficulty and harshness, and there was a contempt in bls intonation that Jex disliked exceedingly. “Your supposition is incorrect." he re torted. militantly. "My motive in offer ing this 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’g Story. “Your Highness has heard a beginning like this before; it wearies him, doubt less. If he will have patience he will ese hnw differently this story ends. This wolf in sheep s clothing against whom I claim \ our aid. this financier in city circles a very contemptible person, no doubt; yet this Mr. Paul Saxe has injured you. wronged you most foully, robbed you of i 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 to 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’t sentences in a low voice. Ah he spoke I the Russian’s face paled and contracted, then grew set like a mask of hate. “Your proof?" he demanded, in ve hement voice. “Your proof?" Samuel Jex reached for 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 'l'he eyes of the prince, fixed intently on his own. were no longer the eyes of a stranger; there was some ; thing fiercely intimate in their gaze Out- ' wardly the Russian was composed, but 1 Ids thin brown hands trembled. "I shall telephone to your police 'l'ha is, 1 suppose, what you wish me to <lo?“ he said, and there was a gleam like sun light on ice in his frosty eyes. "You sat he knows nothing suspects nothing'.'" "Absolutely nothing." Jex answered My son-in-law imagined all proofs had been destroyed that nothing remained to connect him with the old Identity of the Rue de la Paix. he did not understand • hat a woman rarely destroys incrlminat ing papers " "And are there other witnesses other! victims to this vast scheme of black mail 0 " Numbers of people- men and women, since women were not his sole victims For the three \ears of his life in Pn < be traded under the name of Deschanel Blackmailing was Paul Saxe s profession He was inordinately successful and made enormous num«; the rich of three coun tries streamed incr-santly through the doors- of the Beauty Parloi. and their at » crets were open books to the spies hr 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. The 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 wonderful hair and perfect complexion, had opened this big Beauty Parlor in Paris, and, by the aid of qudeks and nostrums. the masseuse, the sand-diviner and the palm ist. the maker of cosmetics, the corsetlere 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 trading 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 nf a smart dub, and the modish women of the two worlds of Paris had used 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 y^r^gjb'. . t t*. - J SES^wjJ 1 wy—]___v , *y^ gs^^*°" '” "’~ « 5 55? i ’ Vacation Days are here. Plan now where to go and Ist us help you. The mountain and lake retort! in the North and Wett are attractive. The clear invigorating air will do much to upbuild you physically. We have on tale 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 FXLLS $35.85 DENVER 47.30 PUT IN BAY 28.00 DETROIT 30.00 PETOSKEY36.SS 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 |oo3|| CITY TICKET OFFICE foolish women. It was with one of these women that Samuel Jex's story had been concerned —the charmingly pretty, foolish and idle girl Prince Karazoff had married and left to her own devices. A terrible story. She had been so easy a victim to Saxe's ingenious perversion of what, at the worst, was only an in 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 resources permitted, paid the exorbitant sums of hush money’ the man demanded, and. when they failed, had taken her own life rather than face the exposure he threatened. 'l'he 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 un enviable notoriety He had closed the place and decamped before inquiry could he made, and for years since the prince had been seeking to unravel the secret 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! 'l'he silence in the great room was broken by the sharp fall of coal from the grate to the hearth. With an effort the prince roused himself from the reverie into which he had fallen, and lifted the receiver of the telephone that stood on the table beside him. "To telephone to your pollce--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 .lug Paul Saxe had speed ily wearied of the companionship of the gray cat. 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 slock in a listless sort of way. He felt an odd reluctance to go awav without seeing Jex. There was something so queer in that peremptory command for his presence—in this empty and unguard ed shop where he had been received by the supercilious cat. To Be Continued in Next Issue. GEORGIA MILITARY ACADEMY THE SOUTHS MOST SPLENDIDLY EQUIPPED PREP SCHOOL College Park, Eight Miler From Atlanta, Georgia Fills every hour of a boy’s life with wholesome mental development, body building, moral and social training, and preparation for a man’s part in the world’s work. A thoroughly disciplined, modernly appointed, attractive school for boys and young men—a gentleman’s school, limited to about 125 boarding pupils, so grouped, as to give every teacher about 12 Cadets for tutoring and over sight at night. Delightful home life—abighappy family of successful, cultured teachers and pupils. Every sanitary convenience. Electric lights, steam heat, artesian water. Elevation nearly 1,200 feet, no malaria, perfect health. Beat Table Fare and'Prettiest School Campus in the South. Three regular Courrer-- Clartical, Engineering, Member Southern Aeeociation of Colleger and Preparatory Schoolr. Active U. S. Officer in Charge of Military Department. Clotted A by U. S. War Department. Parssts urged I. visit and cvrapare the School with the beat la America COL. I. C WOOD WHO. A. M.. Flit. WASHINGTON SEMINARY ATLANTA, GA NEW LOCATION 1374 Peachtree road, just beyond Ansley Park. GR(il'Xi»S AND BCI JJjI.XGS; private park, beautifully shaded and landscaped, affording privacy of the country. Bl 11.1 HNGS Hoarding department (limited), one of the most beautiful homes in the entire city. New .Academic building a model of school construction In lighting, ventilation, heating, with open-air class rooms, gymnasiums, audlto rium. etc. Tennis courts and other outdoor garnea. DEPARTMENTS Kindergarten, primary, academic, < ollege preparatory, domes tic science, physical culture, piano, pipe organ, voice, violin, art, expression. METHODS Small classes, last year 235 pupils and 18 teachers, allowing one teacher for every 13 pupils ACCESSIBILITY Three car lines, Peachtree, West Peachtree and Buckhead lines: 20 minutes from renter of city PROTECTION Special police officer at 330 and 1.30 to protect students get ting on and off cars. CATALOGUE and views on request; thirty-fifth year begins September 12. LLEWELLYN D AND EMMA B SCQTTr i Principals • Ihune ivy 6< 7 - 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 sb 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 few weeks later with a large photo graph of herself, the like of which was never seen in a newspaper office be fore. < >n 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 I "I don't see why,” she sniffed In an ger "Newspapers all over the country published pictures of Mrs. Charles Morse at her desk helping her hus band. "Ain't I helping my 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 ?" 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