Atlanta Georgian. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, September 04, 1912, EXTRA 2, Image 9

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Newspaper Page TextTHE'QEO'RVQIAIWS. MAOAZIME PAGE “Initials Only” * By Anna Katherine Green A Thrilling Mystery Story of Modern Times today ’S installment. . .nvrfght. 1911. Street & Smith.) r, i.vright. t'.'ll, by Dodd, Mead & Co.) PART I. Poinsettias. ••A remarkable man!” It was not my husband speaking, but 6 ., passerby. However, I looked up e t George with a smile, and found him 1.. down at me with much the same humor. We had often spoken of the odd phrases one hears In the street, and how interesting it would be sometimes to hear e little more of the conversation. That's a case, in point," he laughed, he guided me through the crowd of theatergoers which invariably block this part of Broadway at the- hour of 8. "We < n all never know whose eulogy we have j .-- heard. 'A remarkable man!' There are not many of them." \o. was my somewhat indifferent re . it was a keen winter night and snow was packed upon the walks in away to throw into sharp relief the figures of such pedestrians as happened to be walking alone. "But It seems to me that, f , far as general appearance goes, the one in front answers your description most admirably.” I pointed to a man hurrying around the Corner just ahead of us. Yes. he's remarkably- well built. I noticed him when he came out of rhe Clermont.” This was a hotel we had just passed. A Strange Sight. •Rut It’s not only that. It’s his height, his very striking features, his expression—” I stopped suddenly, grip ping George's arm impulsively in a sur prise he seemed to share. We had turned the corner immediately behind the man of whom we were speaking and so had him still in full view. What's he doing?" I asked, in a low whisper. We were only a few- feet be hind. "Look! look! don't you call that curious'.’” Mt husband stared, then uttered a low "Rather.” The man ahead of us, pre senting In every respect the appearance of a gentleman, had suddenly stooped to the curb and was washing his hands in the snow, furtively, but with a vigor and purpose which could not fail to arouse the- strangest conjectures in any chance onlooker. Pilate!" escaped my lips, in a sort if nervous chuckle. But George shook his head at me. "1 don't like it," he muttered, with un usual gravity. "Did you see his face?" Then as the man rose and hurried away from us down the street. "I should like to follow him. 1 do believe—” But here we became aware of a quick rush and sudden clamor around the cor ner we had Just left, and, turning quick ly saw that something had occurred on Broadway which was fast, causing a tu mult. "What’s the matter?” I cried. "What can have happened? Let 1 ® go see, George. Perhaps it has something to do with our man." My husband, with a final glance down the street at the fast disappearing figure, yielded to my importunity, and possibly to some new curiosity of his own. A Tragedy. "Pd like to stop that man first." said he But what excuse have I? He may be nothing but a crank, with some crack brained idea in his head. We’ll soon know; for there's certainly something wrong there on Broadway.” "He came out of the Clermont," I sug gested. "1 know. If the excitement isn't there, what we've just seen is simply a coin cidence." Then, as we retraced our steps to the corner—" Whatever we hear or sei', don't say anything about this man. It s after eight, remember, and we prom ised Adela that we would be at the house before nine.” "i'll be quiet.” "Remember.” It was the last word he had time to speak before we found ourselves in the midst of a crowd of men and women, jostling one another In curiosity or in TOE'S HEALTH RESTORED Husband Declared Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound Would Re store Her Health, And It Did. Ashland, Ky. '“Four years ago I seemed to have everything the matter with me. I had fe male and kidney trou ble and waa bo bad off I could hardly rest day or night. I doc tored with all the best doctors in town and took many kinds of medicine but noth ing did any good un til I tried your won derful remedy, Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vege- St*' p'■ \ £. - Ri. w i ’.. 'i ta ble Compound. My husband said it restore my health and it has.”— tv,^ AY yatt > Ashland, Ky. ■ here are probably hundreds of thou sands of women in the United States '' have been benefitted by this famous 0 d remedy, which was produced from mots and herbs over thirty years ago by a ’roman to relieve woman’s suffering. beadAVhat Another Woman says: ' amden, N. J. —“I had female trou de and a serious displacement and was ”7 and discouraged and unabletodomy i ®ork. My doctors told me I never could ° p ured without an operation, but s to Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable a ?k° l am °f that affliction ,'; J have recommended it to more than my i r j en( j g W jf. h the b ea t results. ” '’ ■ rs. Ella Johnston, 324 Vine St. you want special advice write toi . 11 f ■ Pinkham Medicine Co. (confl- ’ J " la b Pynn, Mass. Your letter will opened, read and answered by a “Jan and held in strict confidence. the consternation following a quick alarm. AU were looking one way, and, as this, was towards the entrance of the Cler mont, it was evident enough to us that the alarm had indeed had its origin in the very place we had anticipated, I felt my husband’s arm press me closer to his side as we worked our way to wards the entrance, and presently caught a warning sound from his lips as the oaths and confused cries everywhere sur rounding us were broken here and there by articulatq words and we heard: "Is it murder?” i "The beautiful Miss Challoner!" "A millionairess in her own right!” i "Killed, they say.” , "No. No! suddenly dead, that's all."! Woman’s Curiosity. "George, what shall we do?” I man-j aged to cry into my husband’s ear. "Get out of this. There is no chancel of our reaching that door,’ and I can't! have you standing round any longer ini this icy slush.” "But—but is it right?” I urged, in ani importunate whisper. "Should we goJ home while he”—— "Hush! My first duty is to you. Wei will go make our visit; but tomor-j row" "I can't wait till tomorrow," I pleaded,j wild to satisfy my curiosity in regard! to an event in which 1 naturally felt ;iq keen personal interest. He drew me as near to the edge off the crowd as he could. There were neww murmurs all about us. ’ "If it's a case of heart-failure. * wltjf send for the police?” asked one. "It's better to have an officer orotw» j here," grumbled another. "Here comes a cop.” f "Well, I'm going to vamoose.” "PH tell you what I'll do,” whisper ed George, who for all his bluster was as curious as myself. "We will try the i; ear door, where there are fewer pers< ,ns. Possibly we can make our xyay in th ere. and if we can, Slater will tell us all we want to know.” Slater was the assistant manage r of the Clermont, and one of George's old est friends. "Then hurry," said I. “I am/ being crushed here." George did hurry, and in a few min utes we were before the rear entri.mce of the great hotel. There was a mol > gath ered there also, but i.t was nel, 1 ther so large nor so rough as the one on, Broad way. Vet I doubt if we should hi we been able to work our way through it if Slater had not. at that very instant . shown himself in the doorway, in comr any with an officer to whom he was gs ving final instructions. George caught > .is eye as soon as he was through witli the man, and ventured on what I thong} it a rather uncalled-for plea. A Hasty “Let us-in, Slater,” he bagged. “My wife feels a little faint; slid has been knocked about so by the crowd."’ The manager glanced at fmy face, and • houted-to the people arounu u« to make room. I felt myself lifted up, and that is all I remember of this part «>f our adven ture. Flor, affected more than I realized by the excitement of the event, I no soon er saw the v/ay cleared fori our entrance than I made good my husband's words by fainting atvay in earnest. When I ,came to, It was/suddenly and with perfect recognition of I my surround ings. The small reception room to which I had been, taken was one 1 had often visited, and', its familidr features did n.ot hold my attention for a moment. What I did see and welcome was my husband’s face bending I close over me, and to him I spoke first, lily words must have sound ed oddly to • hose about. "Have they told you anyrtiing about it?” I asked. "Did he —” A quick pressure on my arm silenced me, and then 1 that we were not alone. Two or' three ladies stood near, watching me. ani one had evidently been vising some restq rative, for she held a small vinaigrette' in her hand. To this lady George madei haste to introduce me, and from her I ' presently learned the cause of the distii banco in the hotel. A Bia Mystery. It was of ( a somewhat different nature from what I expected, and during the re cital I could not prevent myself from casting furtive glances at George. Edith, the well-known daughter of Moses Challoner, had fallen suddenly dead on the floor of t!»e (mezzanine. She was not knofam to have' been in poor health, still less in danger of a fatal at tack, and the shock was consequently great to her fhlends, several of whom were in the building. Indeed, it was likely to prove a shock to the whole com munity, for she , had groat claims for general admiration and her death must be regarded as a .calamity to persons in all stations of life. 1 realized this mjtself. for 1 had heard much of the young lady’s private virtues, as well as of her gneat beauty and dis tinguished manner. A heavy loss, in deed, but— * “Was she alone when she fell?” I asked. "Virtually alone. Some persons sat o a the other side of the (room, reading at the big round table?. They did not e'/en hear her fall. They sdty that the I®nd was playing unusuallyifloud in the r Musi cians' gallery;” "Are you feeling quitl, well. now,?" "Quite myself.” I gratefully; rr/plled as 1 rose slowly from tha: sofa., Then, as my kind Informer stepped aside,,! turned to George with the proposals 'that we should go now. Anxious toXLeavrg He seemed as anxious :is myself to leave, and together We m lived towards the door, while the hum ofa excited com ment which the intruskinyof a fainting woman had undoubtedly interrupted, re commenced behind us Itt'/ethe whole room buzzed. In the hall was enciMmtered Mn. Slater, Whom i have before/mentioned He was trying to maintain/ order while) himself in a state of great'agitation. Seeing us, he could not re/flafn from whfstperlng a few words into nr® husiband’s ear. "The doctor had'.Just gone up~ : her doc tor. I mean. He'S' simply dumbfounded. Says that sb«e was tthe healthfesn woman in New York yesterday. I thihk—don’t mention It—that he. suspects something quite different from ’heart failure/’ "What do you mean?” asked George, following the assistant manager /(own the broad flight of steps leading to tthe of fice Then, as I pnrssed up to Mr. Slater's other side.. "She was by 'herself, wasn't she. in the half floor abesve?" “Yes, and had been writing a letter , She fell with it still in her haatd." "Have they carried/her to her room*' il eagerly inquired, glancing fearfully up .at the large semi-cin-ular openings over |looking us from the I place whene she had fallen. To Be Contiotisd in Next Issue. \ Beauty (Secrets of Footlight Favorites Simple Aids For the Country Miss Bj ETHEL DONALDSON. I IX JN’T tbelieve that any girl < m the s tage w orries about her looks/ when s he's w ell and happy not/wprk ing too hs rd in a play that shp dikes, Where the ghost walks regtilatly/ with well- ailed pay envelopes. But when you'rs cut in Pocatello, miles and miles | fit,m home, with months of ona nightjs/ands behind you and the same/ besot ie / ypu. .and only what the hotels out (he re call plain cooking to susta/n you., I veil, that's the time when yon , set of it all the secrets.of beauty t aat you i* : ver heard of and try them ion youitr elf if you've got that much /en- 1 ergyj left. ' Tty was the first time that I eve gm ,to Ime of those jumping-off places, j whe re we had played a matin' je per foiinance and had ap evening p srfqrm an« e and a twenty-four hour /jolt on I ttifl railroad to look forward /to that , I d ecided that the home folks who had sa id I was a pretty girl w ere very n> itch mistaken. I looked at ,myself in a ie of the cracked two-by-f purldressy- V room mirrors, apd deci,fled; tliat/ 1 | would try first aid to the /beaifty -11 seeker. J I found a modest little sijfcn; swinging * over the door of a rnotteyt looking house, which announced] /that; Miss O’Brien was disposed t<x/dc> fuy-e cu |- > lure. I liked the nannr fj’BMen and trusted that she was<d "cul ture” me. / i A Motherly i Soul. *7 ’ ; Miss O’BrienMvas tall ajud more than I expected. She’wa® atfag|and mother. . ly soul, and after she’d* lo oked me over she said: , "Yer too young to begi a with beauty doctors, but I'll give ye ; one of these here little wooden thing s for to mas- : sage yereelf with, and v /hen yer tired, you just remember w feat old Miss O'Brien told y.e. ‘‘Food first of all. and ghen rest, if ye , can get it. Then watei wand soap, like this.” t Then she began her i ibeauty culture ■ and as it’s the only /kind I’ve ever 1 tried,' and the kind Ji. i going to stick 1 to. I’ll pass It along ■ :o you. for dear . Miss O'Brien lives so far away that it won't interfere with t er trade. She began by wpah fng my face with warm water and a de an piece of Turk ish towel; after that jshe soaked some more of the toweling ♦ in the juice of a 1 cucumber, which sh e kept in a glass ! jar, and which was nnice and soothing , if a little sticky, on j the skin. ; Without washing qfhj s off. she rubbed quite a lot of cold c ream over my face, I and then produced four or five little balls of different sises, some not larger ; marbles, and the biggest about the size of an eai fly Bermuda potato. They were made of plain wood, and polished but not p fainted. She used the lat sge ball for my neck, chin and cheeks. rubbing it quickly over the skin and I pressing it with th<? palm of her ham. J. When she was through with thru she took a ball of smaller size, ran it up and down the creases on the t dde of my nose, until I felt that all th< »lines in my face were being ironed ou f; she bade me close my eyes, and, tai/king a smaller ball yet. very gently ma ssaged around the eyes; under the eye and above the Advice to the Lovelorn By Beatrice Fairfax LEARN to LOVE HIM LESS. Dear Mis f Fairfax: I am < dghteen years old and am very m' jch in love with a young man so- jr years my senior. I know ' this yo ang man likes me very much, but st /Il he goes with another girl. I love/this man dearly. Please tell me h ow I can win him. LOUISE. The re is no ru i e by which a. girl can comp »1 a man’s love, but of this I am sure: / That the girl who is indifferent tom /p n j s more admired by them than one hvho con'firma, even tn himself, that she/i s madly in love. Let him go with the other girl, and if/you have opportunity, encourage his attentions to her. That will bring him r to your slde quicker than if you sought to discourage him. LET THE MATTER DROP. Dear Miss Fairfax: I’ve been acquainted with a young man of about 26 years of age for about five months. I met him through business, and recently I asked him to call on me. He called at the house several times, and the last time he called he said he would telephone me during the week or the first part of the fol lowing week. So far I have neither 'seen nor heard of him. CAMILLE. If you urge him to come, it will look like excessive zeal on your part. He knows how to find you; let him make the next step. A girl makes no greater mistake than to let a man see she is desirous of securing his atten tion. MOST DECIDEDLY YES. Dear Miss Fairfax: lam madly in love with one of the best girls in the world, and as I only make 121 a week I feel that I can not marry her. But I will get a raise of $5 in six months. Would you have me tell her to wait? MAURICE. Tell her you love her. You will be getting $26 a week by fall, and if she is the nice, sensible girl I take her to be. she will spend the intervening time in acquiring a knowledge of practical housekeeping. If she loves you, she will find away to make you happy on iour salary, and also save money. j Jg —x . -- ~ i •-jSKtW r wBI / r Ji B .. A > -I T-" I'HUI Isa—l V A MISS. ETHEL DONALDSON. (One of Ziegfeld's charming members of "The Winsome Widow” Co.) eye. but never touching the eye itself. I had almost fallen asleep when she began upon the forehead, for which she used a larger ball again, rubbing out the weary and tired look which had begun to make me appear years older than I really was The Final Touch. After she had gotten all through she wiped the cream away, and then apT plied hot water again to my face and more cucumber juice, but this time it was scented with cologne and wasn’t sticky. When I got through with my face treatment. 1 felt like a new person, and I’m sure I looked like one. Dear Miss O’Brien beamed as delightfully as il! she had accomplished an important feat. Os course, I bought the little wooden HE HAS THAT PRIVILEGE. Dear Miss Fairfax; I am keeping company with a young man two years my senior and 1 love him very much. He told me he loved me.,too. But 1 caught him with another girl. Will ymi kindly advise me,what to dd? A. G. X. 1 do not ifke thattword "caught.” It implies doubt, suspicion, jealousy, nag ning, a lack of faithland fairness, and a spirit of ownershiplthat any man of spirit will resent. You are not engagx'd. He has the right to go with ano.ther girl. You have the right to go with another man. Do Tot make a prisoner of him because he loves you,,and do not make a tyrant of yourself. If you w ant him ,to ignore other women, give him to'understand that you don’t care how many It goes w ith. IT WOULD BE PROPER. Dear jiliss Fairfax: Is it proper for a man. meeting a young lady socially a number of times, to ask if he may call, or mufat he wait until she invites him’’ IMPATIENT. Ask if you may etall. and if you make yourself agreeable she will ask you to call agri in NATIONAL SURGICAL M INSTITUTE For the Treatmenhof X?Z. DEFORMITIES 4 ■' ESTABLISHED 1874. . NW W Give the deformed 7TB children a chance. / /|\v \ '-XJ* .Send us their / \ ,/\| names, we can / I I \ Aj-tfr help them. ' This Institue Treats Club Feet, Dis eases of the Spine, Hip Joints, Paraly •is, etc. Send for illustrated catalog. 72 South Pryor Street. Atlanta, Ga. PILES CURED FOR 50c. There has been many cases of piles cured by a single 50c pox of Tetterine. Tetterine cutes all skin and scalp erup tions, itching piles, dandruff, old sores, eczema, tetter and ringworm Tetterine can be had at all druggists or i by sending 50c to J, H. Shuptrme, Sa- i Vannah, Ga. graduated balls and some of Miss O'Brlefi’s cucumber stuff and some of her cream. The last two I used up long ago, but I find that I can always em ploy any other good cold cream and lotion instead. I massage my face as she told me to whenever I am tired, and find that it is not only great fun to do it, but that the results are always very encouraging, and that after one of these treatments I look much refreshed and feel much happier in consequence. L ; \ f Jf't. J x hr > •* Baker Rogers is a specialist He knows one thing—how to make good, clean, pure, wholesome and delicious white bread, ‘ / i People who know say that he does this better than any one in the South. So Baker Rogers is content. Nothing but Rogers Bread is baked in the Rogers Ba kery. All Baker Rogers’ thought, skill, care and money goes into the making of his famous white bread. Small wonder that it is known as best bread. Demand it of your grocer. Jos. Rogers Co. 57 Highland Ave. » \ i |L— By Masseng Ae Daysey Mayme and Her Folks By Frances L. Garside EXTRACTS FROM MOTHER’S DIARY. j T~'VERYONE." Mrs. Lysander 1*^ John Appleton always claimed, "should keep a diary. Think how eailightefiing the story of today's doings will be to Posterity." Mrs. Appleton practices what she preaches. She kept a diary. And Ly sander John, while looking in her writ ing desk for a nail, found it. Being a Man and Unscrupulous, he read the following from its page.*: January 4—-I ( ironed this morning. Will have to put my blue waist back into the wash because the starch stuck. I noticed Lysander John shaving with extra care today. I feel that he is Drifting Away from Me. I will have to watch him. January 10.—Lysander John sat all Do You Know— The wonderful machine which makes pins measures and cuts the write, points and polishes it, puts.a head on one end, repolishes the pine, and puts them by rows into the'papers in which they are sold. 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Cuba’s besttcustomer of cigars 1# Great Britain,\which takes 60,000,000 every year. , Mild beer has lito 1 1-2 per cent al cohol; bitter, up toUOiper cent. Salt is produced In almost every country in the world. Hard boiled eggjs/take four and a half hours to digest. Only one person in« 15,000 reaches the age of 100 years of last evening and gazed into the grate. He said he was thinking of busi ness, but I know better. When a man sits and looks into the fire like that. he. is thinking of a Woman! When it is business he is thinking of he has a pencil In his hand. Heard today of a new way to make squash pie. January 15.—Chauncey Devere failed to pass the examination, but it was the teacher's fault. She is so jealous of his w onderful brain she is keeping him back. Lysander John came home a new wav today. I must look into that. Some Woman lives on that street, I will wa ger. Oh, I know the men! February 2—l am not satisfied with the results of henna. Some say com mon wash soda will give as pretty a color to the hair. I have a. new wrin kle, caused by watching Lysander John. February s—Was so. proud at the concert tonight. Daysey Mayme sang< louder than any one else on the pro-F gram. Lysander John must give up ci-/ gars to add to the fund for cultivating p her voice. L February 7—l am trying to make,® husband understand that the room jn which we keep the palm Is the r/ ■op-4‘ servatory, and not the “setting r» om ,, It is discouraging work uplifting •/, ‘ February 9—Lysander John j, e had to go to ths office tonight. </// f didn’t i say a word. But I followed hC jm j course, he went to the Office. '/ jj e d)(J that because be must have kw/ __ , . -*wn i was on Ms track. Oh, the dupU«» (y thage men! February 10—Tt Is allft # h for women’s magazines t 0 te „ wt)tntn they must keep the wrlnj- tJew <way but how can a woman do Its when „ he * man to ’watch 7 W» » beef fortoupper. 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