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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’’ Nadine Face Powder {ln <;reen Burrs Only ) Makes the Complexion Beautiful .s'"-"''"’'-'.. 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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. © © For Day and Evening Wear © © vRv KM \ & ’IS ejkW A.n .FILUPI t ■k ' Bari >wl Itwl iMMalw ' JI ÜBb Wlw 4 * wh i MH wlc?ii' -■ ’ 8 BB On the left is shown a frock for a country house. It is carried out in a self-colored voile, the being slightly draped and the blouse trimmed with the very popular Robespierre collar. The sleeves are long and finish at the wrist with ruffles similar to the collar. In the center is shown a pleas ing suggestion for those who are the happy possessors of good lace. The gown is fashioned of heavy ADVICE TO THE LOVELORN * By Beatrice Fairfax I x ■ 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 j You know the story the comb tells. 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 HAY’S HAIR HEALTH $1 HO and 50c al Drua Stores or direct upon receipt of price and dealer’s name Send 10c tor trial bottle. Philo Hay Spec. Co. Newark, N. J FOR SALE AND RECOMMENDED BY JACOBS’ PHARMACY. Daysey May me and Her Folks Ry Frances L. Garside 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. Maae Her Well Woman Mrs. W. P. Valentine, of Camden, N. J., says: “I suffered with pains in my back and side, sick headaches, no ap petite, was tired and nervous all the time. Lydia E. 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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. CASTOR IA For Infants and Children. 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