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THE GEOBGIAM’S MAGAZINE PAGE
**lnitials Only’ By Anna Katherine Green
A Thrilling Mystery Story of Modern Tinies
TODAY’S INSTALLMENT.
(Copyright, 1911, Street & Smith »
(Copyright, 1911, by Dodd. Mead & Co )
Rut we began to doubt if others agreed
"With him, when on passing out we were
stopped in the lobby by this same de
tective, who had something to say to
George, and drew him quickly aside
“What does he want?” I asked, as soon
as George had returned to my side.
“He wants me to stand ready to obey
any summons the police may send me ”
“Then they still suspect Brotherson?”
“They must.”
My head rose a trifle as I glanced up
at George.
“Then we are not altogether out of it?”
1 emphasized, complacently
He smiled- which hardly seemed a
propos. Why does George sometimes
amile when 1 am in my most serious
moods.
As we stepped out of the hotel, George
gave my arm a quiet pinch which served
to direct my attention to an elderly gen
tleman who was just alighting from a
taxicab at the curb. He moved heavily j
and with some appearance of pain, but
from the crowd collected on the sidewalk*
many of whom nmlgcd ouch other as
he passed, he was evidenth a por> n of
some importance, and as he disappeared
within the hotel entrance, I asked George
who this kind-faced, bright-eyed old gen
tleman could bp.
He appeared to know, for h. told me
at once that he was Detective Gryce; a
man who had grown old in solving just
such baffling problems as these.
“He gave up work some time ago. I
have been told,” my husband went on;
“but evidently a great < ase still has its
allurement for him The trail here must
be a very blind on? for them to call him
in. I wish we had not left so soon It
w 'Uhl have been quite an ♦xperience to
st e him at work.”
”1 doubt if you would have been given
ti e opportunity. I noticed that we were
•Vghth de trop toward I ha. last.
“I wouldn't have minded that, not on
my own account, that is It might not
have been pleasant for you However,
the office is waiting Come, let me put
you on the car.”
That night 1 b.dcd his coming with an
impatience I could not control. He was
late, of course, but when he did appear,
I almost f<•’•got our usual greeting in my
hurry to ask him if hr had seen the
evening papers
“No,” he grumbled, as he hung up his
overcoat. “Been pushed about all day.
No time for anything”
“'1 hen let me tell you
But he would have dinner first.
However, a little lator we had a com
fortable chat Mr. Gryce had made a dis
covery, and the pap rs wore full of it.
It was one which gave me a small tri
umph over George. The suggestion he
had laughed at wa« not so entirely fool
ish as he had been pleased to consider it.
But he let me tell th* story of that day,
without any further reference to myself.
The opinion had become quite general
with those best acquainted with the de
tails of this affair, that the mystery was
one of those abnormal ones for which no
solution would ever bt found, when the
aged detective showed himself in the
building and was taken to the room,
where an inspector of police awaited him.
Their greeting was cordial, and the llbea
on the latter's face relaxed a little as he
met the still bright eye of the man upon
whose instim t and judgment so much
reliance had always been placed.
“This is very coixl of yo i.” hr began,
glancing down at tb< aged detective’s
bundled up legs and gently pushing a
chair toward him ‘ I know that it was
a great deal to ask. but we're at our
wits' end. am. so I telephoned. It’s the
most inexplicable Th* r« ' you have heard
that phrase before. But clews- there
are absolutely That is, we have
not been able t find any Perhaps you
can \t least, that is what we hope I've
known you mote than once to succeed
where others have tailed.’
The elderly man thus addre. sed, glanc
ed < own at his legs, now propped up on
a stool which someone Jiad brought him,
and smiled, with the pathos of the old
who sees the interests of a lifetime slip
ping gradually away.
i ; m not w hs.t I was. I <an m> longer
get down on my hands ami knees to pick
up threads from the nap of a tug. or
spy out a spot of blood in the crimson
wool of a carpet
“You shall have Sweetwater here to do
the ictive work for you What we want I
of you is the directing mind the mfaili-i
Me TiStmcl. I'. • a cas«- n n thousand. I
Gry.e We’ve never had anvthing just |
like it You've never had anything at
all i'ke ii It will make \< i young
aga’ ,i. '
Tie old mans <y es shot flr< ami un-
*
Then h>- bethought himself and ‘pa (n fully
lifted it back again
“V. hat are the points” What s the dif
ficulty?” he asked ' \ woman has been
shot —"
“No. not shot, stabbed tye thought
she had been shot, f< r that was intelli
gible ami involvi <i no impossibilities But
Io > Heath and Webster, under the evt
of the (’ha 1 loners own physician, have
ma<. an examination of the wound an i
offic al one, thorough and quite final so
far us they are concerned, and they de i
clare that no bullet is to be found in the j
body. As the wound extends no further
than the heart, this settles one great !
point, at least
“Dr. Heath is a reliable man and one
of our al les’, coroners.”
“Yes. There can be no question as to
the truth of his report You know the
victim? Her name. 1 mean, ami the !
character she bore’’
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"Yes; so much was told me on my way
down.”
“A fine girl, unspoiled by riches and
seeming independence. Happy, too. to all
appearance, or we should be more ready
to consider the possibility of suicide.”
“Suicide by stabbing calls for a weapon.
Yet none has been found, I hear '
“None
“Yet she was killed that way?**
‘■(’ndoubtPdly. and by a long and very
narr< w blade, larger than a needle but
not so large as the ordinary stiletto.”
“Stabbed while by herself, or what you
may < all by herself” She had no com
panion near her?'
“None, if we ran believe the four mem
bers of the Parrish family who were seal
er! at the other end of the room.”
‘And do you believe them?”
“Would a whole family lie—and need
lessly? They never knew the woman--
father, maiden aunt ami iwo boys, clear
eyed, jolly young chaps whom even the
horror of this tragedy, perpetrated as it
were under their very nose, can not make
serious for more than a passing moment.”
“It wouldn’t seem so.”
I “Yet they swear up and down that no
booy crossed the room toward Miss Chal
loner?”
“Sn they tell me.”
“She fell just a few feet from the desk
where she had been writing. Jw> word, no
cry, just a collapse and sudden fall. In
olden days they would have said, struck
by o bolt from heaven. Rut it was a
bolt which drew blood; not much blood.
I hear, but sufficient to end life almost
instantly. Slip never looked up or spoke
again. What do you make of it*. Gryce?”
“It’s a tough one. and I’m not ready’
io venture an opinion yet. I should like
to see the desk you speak of. and the spot
Where she fell.”
A young follow' who bad been hover
ing in the background at once stepped
forward. He was the plain faced detective
who had spoken to George.
“Will you take my arm, sir?”
Mr Gryce’s whole face brightened. This
Sweetwater, as they called him. was, I
have since understood, one of his pro
teges, and more or less of a favorite.
“Have you had a chance at this thing?”
he asked “Been over the ground—stud
ied the affair carefully?”
“Yes, sir: they were good enough to
allow it.”
“V<t.\ well, then, you’re In a position
to pioneer me You've seen It all and
won't be in a hurry ”
| “No; I'm at the end of my rope. I
haven’t an idea, sir.”
“Well, well: that's honest, at all
events.” Then, as he slowly rose with the
other's careful assistance, “There's no
• rime without its clew. The thing is to
recognize that clew when seen. But I’m
in no position to make promises. Old
day s don't return for the asking ”
Nevertheless, he Inked ten years young
er than when he came in, or so thought
those who know him.
The mezzanine was guarded from all
visitors save such as had official sanction.
< Jonsequentiy. the two remained quite un
interrupted while they’ moved about the
place in quiet consultation, others had
pic cdeil them, had examined the plain
little desk and found nothing, bad paced
off the distances; had looked with longing !
and inquiring eyes at the elevator cage'
and the open archway leading to the lit
tle staircase and the musicians’ gallery.
The locale was what he wanted, and he
got it. Whether he got anything else
it wuqild be impossible to say from his
manner as he finally sank into a chair
by one of the openings, ami looked down
on the lobby below It was full of peo
ple coming and going on all sorts of busi
ness. and presently he drew back, and.
lea nig on Sweetwater's arm. asked him
a few questions.
\\ ho were the first to rush In hero
after the Parrishes gave the alarm?”
>ne or two of the musicians from the
end of the hall They had just finished
iheir program and were preparing to leave
the gallery Naturally they reached her
lirsi.”
“Go id' Their names?”
“Mark Sowerby and Claus Hennerberg.
Honest Germans men who have played
here for years.”
‘ And who followed them” Who came
next on the scene?"
Some people from the lobby. They
heard the disturbance and rushed up pell
mell. But not one of these touched her.
Later her father came.”
Who di«r !<tiich her ' Anybody, before
ihe father came In?”
“Yes Miss Clarke, the middle aged lady
i with the Parrishes She had run toward
’ Miss Challoner as soon as she heard her
fal. and was silting there with the dead
I girl’s head in her lap when the musi
cians showed themselves.”
”1 suppose she has been carefully ques
tioned?"
| ”\ ery. 1 should say
” \rd shf speaks of nv weapon?”
’ No Neither she nor any one else at
that moment suspected murder or even
a violent death. Ml thought it a natural
one sudden, but the result of some secret
“Father and all?”
“Yes”
"Hut the blood” Surely there must
I hav« been some show of blood?
“They say not No one noticed any.
N 't till the doctor came her doctor, who
iwas I appily in his office In this building
i He saw the drops, ami uttered the first
suggestion of murder.”
“How long after was this” Is there
, an' one who Las ventured to make
'an r hnate of the m.mber of minutes
5 which < lapsed from the time she fell,
jto the moment when the doctor first
| raised the cry of murder” ’
“Yes Mr. Slater, the assistant mana
, ger, who was in the lobby at the time,
j say - that ten minutes at least must have
j elapsed.”
■ Ten minutes .nd no blood’ The
w. a; n must still have been there Some
1 weap.n will a short and inconspicuous
handle I think they said there wore
flowets over and around the place where
“Yts. great big starlet ones Nobody
I noticed nobody looked. A panic like that
seems to paralyze people
"Ten minutes’ i must see every one
wl • approai In •! her during those ten
I min it* • E%«ry one. Sweetwater, and I
must talk w ith Miss Clarke
V i wtH ike her You wHI believe
• vert word she ways ’’
No d- ibt \ll titv more reason why I
must se« her Sweetwater, some one
| drew that weapon out Effects still have
th- i r.i tw ill .-landing the new
J - ilt The questl<»n : Who” We must
I leave no stuno unturned to find that out ”
'! ! • -ion* - have all been turned over
“By you”
To Br Continued «n Next Issue.
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In the center is shown a pleas
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The gown is fashioned of heavy
ADVICE TO THE LOVELORN * By Beatrice Fairfax I
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GET A NEW PLACE.
Dear Miss Eairfax:
I am 41 years old and in love
with a young man 24 years old.
and am employed by his parents.
He used to talk to me lovingly,
and since a new girl came in the
house his love has gone. He is my
first love. I cry both night and
day. ANNIE.
It is a pity your first love should
have proven such a disappointment,
but no surprise considering the differ
ence in your ages.
My dear woman, he is too young
for you. Get a new place, and if he
is out of your sight, 1 am quite sure he
soon will be out of your mind. Don't
waste any more emotions on the af
fair.
WHY NOT TELL HER?
Dea r Miss Pa i rfa x:
I am twenty years old. 1 have
just been introduced to a young
lady who is a year younger, and Is
keeping steady company with an
other fellow. She has told me she
loves me! but she still allows this
fellow to call twice a week, and
invites me nights that he is not
there. I love her dearly.
Do you advise me to try and give
her up. or win her front the other
fellow'’ She is not sure that I
care for her as I say. or she would
give him up. HAROLD.
If you love her and want her for your
wife, you must tell her so. Mind
reading solves no problems of love.
She has a right to receive the atten
tions of other men if she is not en
gaged to you
IT IS WITHIN YOUR RIGHTS.
Dear Miss Fairfax:
I am a girl eighteen years of 1
age. and have gone with a young
man two years my senior for the
last six months.
Would it be right or wrong for
me to go with other young men of
my acquaintance? While my
friend does not exactly object to
this, he seems to think it is un
derstood that I should go with no
one else but him. ANXIOUS.
' ' You have the right to go with other
men since no engagement exists. The
, man is unfair If he wants a mo
, nopoh of your time, he should ask
. you to marry him and gain the right
• of monopoly. it is a mistake for a
girl Io devote all her time to one when
that one is only a passing ucquaint-
1 anc.e.
IF YOU DOUBT HIM. DISMISS HIM.
‘ Deal Miss Fairfax
i am eighteen, and have been
keeping stea<’> company with a
' voting man light years my senior.
He was to conn Wednesday even-
I Ing but he never came A friend
> of mine met him, and she said he
• talked'' about tile. I asked him,
and be denied it.
If you were me. what would you
■ do He said he was cuing to mar
ia me, at» 1 was the only girl he
loved. E V. K
Tin moment .< girl bt gins to dis
trust a man that moment should see
the end of their relationship, whether
satin with a V-shaped neck and en
circled at the waist with a single
line of pearls. The skirt opens
slightly at the left hand to reveal
a gold-shod foot. At a time when
that relationship be lover or friend. If
you are satisfied that he has been
slandered, forget what you heard about
him. In a ease like this much depends
on the veracity of your friend.
TIME WILL AID YOU.
Dear Miss Fairfax:
During my school vacation I re
turned to my home town, Daytona,
Fla. While there most .of my time
Up-to-Date Jokes
An old farmer was noted for boast
ing about the products of his farm, so
one day a neighbor, thinking to take a
rise out of him, sent his man to ask if
he could have the loan of his cross-cut
saw to cut a turnip up. so as to get it in
the cart.
He was not quite sure, however, that
he had had the best of it w r hen he re
ceived the following - reply;
"You should have had the saw with
pleasure, but I have just got it fast in
a potato."
A certain town in the North produces
bright boys. The other day one of them
asked his teacher. “How much brains
has a hog in his head?"
She replied: “Science has not deter
mined that. Thomas."
"Well, I have," said the boy.
“It would take a philosopher to tell
that." responded the teacher; “but you
may tell.”
A hog's head full!" rejoined the
grinning urchin.
| A teacher had been telling a little
boy the story of the disobedient lamb
that had been eaten by the wolf.
"You see," said she, “had the lamb
been obedient and stayed in the fold,
it would not have been eaten by the
wolf, would it?”
“No, ma’am.” said the boy promptly;
“it would have been eaten by its."
"My dear." said Mrs. Strongmind, "I
want you to accompany me to the town
hall tomorrow evening."
"What for?” queried the meek and
lowly other half of the combine.
"• am to lecture on the ‘Dark Side of
Married Life,'" explained Mrs. S., "and
I want you to sit on the platform and
pose as one of the illustrations.”
A young Englishman at a party most
ly composed of Scotsmen made several
attempts to crack a joke, and, failing to
evoke a smil, from his companions, he
became angry, and exclaimed:
"Why. it would take a gimlet to put a
joke into the heads of tou Scotsmen!"
One of them replied: "Aye, but the
gimlet wud need tae be mair pointed
than thae Jokes."
"But. Mabel, on what grounds does
your father object to me
“On any grounds within a mile of
<>ur house. ’
last-summer and early-autumn vis
its bring with them the necessity
for furbishing up our wardrobes
this model and the other designs
illustrated on this page should
prove of assistance.
On the right is a walking cos
tume. Navy blue is the color
chosen, cut with a plain skirt, the
bodice being decorated with a cir
cular turn-down collar of white
lawn; large white buttons and but- ;
tonholes jutlined in white.
was spent with the girl dearest to
me. Some of the town boys, who
were envious of me, did their best
to put me In a false light. They
succeeded in doing so as far as her
mother is concerned. Tho conse
quence is that I am not allowed to
visit at her house any more.
WILLIAM H. P., JR.
This is unfortunate, but so long as
the girl remains true you have no cause
for worry. Conduct yourself tn such
away the mother will be convinced she
has been unjust to you. No pleading,
no argument, no intervention of friends,
will help you as much as your own
good conduct.
PLANS FOR DIFFERENT MEN.
Dear Miss Fairfax:
I am a girl of seventeen and
have been keeping company with a
young man one year my senior. Os
•late he has not come to see or even
write to me. What his reasons
are I do not know. My sister says
I act too solemn toward fellows
and thinks I should jolly them
more. ANXIOUS.
There are some men who can be won
in only one way—by flattery. But their
intelligence is such that the girl who
perjures herself to win such a prize
doesn't win snuch. I think a better
plan 1s to be just natural. Be unaf
fected, just as you would be in your
own family, and I am sure the right
man will some day come along.
If this man doesn't care enough for
you to explain his coolness it is up
to you to cease caring for him.
| THE COMB’S MORNING STORY
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It s a very discouraging story, too.
Day by day, a few more strands are add
ed, of hair that is turning grey, losing its
vitality, its strength and its health.
Grey hair is as unbecoming as old age.
Natural pride should have its own say.
You wish to look young and it is your
DUTY to appear so. You can’t even LOOK I
young if the silver threads begin- to show.
Bea “Young Woman” in looks, always.
The grey hairs belong to the chaperon and I
to the grandmother.
Stay out of the grandmother class, until ;
your years justify it, by using
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q/—\H, I know the funniest story,”
I I bubbled Daysey Mayrxie Ap
pleton at dinner last night.
"It’s about that woman who used to
live across the street, and you will just
split your aides laughing when you
hear it.”
Lysander John smilexl in anticipa
tion of the feast of mirth, Mrs. Apple
ton laughed In sympathy, and Chaun
cey Devere, after the manner of all
brothers, looked skeptical. He had
seen his sister stroll into the Joke
Kingdom before.
"Oh, it's too funny,” gurgled hia sis
ter. "You know she"—titters, giggles
and a hysterical scream.
If one were to put al! the sound
Do You Know—
Despite the wonderful advance of ex
ploration in various parts of the world,
the Royal Geographical society of Lon
don has recently declared that no few
er than 20,000,000 square miles of the
earth yet remain unexplored.-- Africa
has the largest unexplored area, nearly
6,500,000 square miles; while North
America contains no fewer than 1,500,-
000 square miles of virgin territory.
The largest continuous stretch of unex
plored country is in Liberia, Africa.
The tract consists of about 20,000 miles,
all of which is within 200 miles of the
sea. Regions adjoining the Congo, the
basin of the Upper Nile, parts of Mo
rocco, Abyssinia and Somaliland have
yet to be surveyed, mapped out and
commercially exploited.
The most remarkable packet ever
sent by post, an authority at Mt. Mar
tin's-le-Granj told an interviewer, was
a Suffragist. It was just after a new
regulation had been put into force
whereby living animals can be accept
ed for delivery, when a lady went into
a branch postoffice in London and
told the clerk she wanted to be taken
to an equally well known cabinet min
ister. The lady was referred to a dis
trict messenfler, but she refused, and
was conducted to the address by an
express messenger and duly signed for.
It Is stated that she did not get farther
than the vestibule’.
A Russian smuggler was shot recent
ly by Cossacks just as he was crossing
the Austrian boundary, not far from
Czernowitz. The body fell across the
frontier, the head in Russian territory,
the trunk on the strip of neutral ground
which forms the frontier, and the legs
in Austria. No one Is competent to
deal with the removal of the body, as it
fell in different countries. It was still
lying at the time of writing, unburied,
the head guarded by Cossacks, the rest
by Austrian gendarmes.
A novel scheme of taxation has been
introduced into Dodge City, Kans. The
authorities have decided that every
man and woman wanting to dance must
first take out a dancing license. The
revenue derived from the issue of these
licenses, which, will cost ?1, and hold
g<?od for a year, will be devoted to
town Improvements.
Butter may be kept cool in hot
weather by filling a basin with cold
water, and putting the butter on a plate
on the top of the basin.
Sea water contains silver in consid
erable quantities, and it is often found
deposited on the copper sheathing of
ships.
Holland has a special law preventing
striking among railway employees.
Germany has a plan for giving its
doctors one day's rest in seven.
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notes in a chopping bowl, and chop
them up, each note screaming all the
while, the sound would be very much
like Daysey Mayme’s laugh. It is a
cross between the triumphant shouts
of the cannibals about to roast a mis
sionary and the wails of the mission
ary so soon to be eaten.
One never knew when hearing Dav
sey Mayme Appleton If one should run
from her or to her. All girls laugh the
same.
“You know”—she went on. the gale
having temporarily subsided—“who I
mean,” looking to her mother
Mrs. Appleton didn’t know, but
smiled encouragingly.
“Oh, you do, too," said Daysey May
me with some impatience. “She al
ways wore so many sidecombs, and
had a white dress trimmed with blue."
Mrs. Appleton named a dozen women
who wore sidecombs and had white
dresses trimmed In blue, her daugh
ter’s anger growing with every name.
“Her father died,” said Daysey May
me, trying to jog her mother's mem
ory, “and they had a dog, and you
know who I mean just as well as can
be, but you won't try to remember."
There were squalls ahead. Chauncey
Devere's skeptical smile changed to
one of conviction, and Lysander John
began to look worried.
"Never mind the woman's name,"
he said; “tell the story without it."
“I can’t,” sobbed his daughter. “The
joke was all about her name, and nn
one is trying to help me, and there’s
no use in me trying to tell it or ever
try to be funny any more. All the
magazines say a girl should try to
amuse her family, and I’d like to know
how she can when her folks are stupid
as mine.”
More sobs and more tears.
Then she flounced out of the room In
a temper and the last sound she heard
was her brother’s laugh.
He, alone, of all the family, had a
sense of humor.
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For Infants and Children.
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Excursion Rates
CINCINNATI, $19.50
LOUISVILLE, SIB.OO
CHICAGO, - $30.00
KNOXVILLE - $7.90
Tickets on Sale Daily, Good
to October 31st, Returning a
City Ticket Office, 4 Peachtree |
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