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“Initials Only” T - By Anna Katherine Green
A Thrilling Mystery Story of Modern Times
TODAY’S INSTALLMENT.
(Copyright, 1911. Street * Smith.) I
(Copyright, 1911, by Dodd, Mead & Co.) 1
• Then they will bear being turned
over again. 1 want to be witness of the I
operation.”
"Where will you see Miss Clarke?"
"Wherever she pleases—only I can’t ,
walk far.”
• I think I know the place. You shall
have the use of this elevator. It has not
heen running since last night, or it would
be full of curious people all the time,
hustling to get a glimpse of this place. ,
But they'll put a man on for you.”
Very good: manage it as you will. I’ll
wait here till you're ready. Explain
yourself to the lady. Tell her I'm an old
and rheumatic invalid who has been used
to asking his own questions. I’ll not trou
ble her much. But there is one point she
must make clear to me.”
Sweetwater did not presume to ask
what point, but he hoped to be fully en
lightened when the time came.
And he was. Mr. Gryce had undertaken
to educate him for this work, and never
missed the opportunity of giving him a 1
lesson. The three met in a. private sitting
room on an upper floor, the detectives en
tering first and the lady coming in soon
after.
\s her quiet figure appeared in the
d-orway. Sweetwater stole a glance at
Mr. Gryce. He was not looking her way,
of course: he never looked directly at
anybody; hut he formed his impressions
for ali that, and Sweetwater was anxious
to make sure of these impressions. There
was no doubting them in this instance.
Mi<s Clarke was rot a woman to rouse
an unfavorable opinion in any man’s
mind <'f slight, almost frail build, she
had that peculiar animation which goes
v th a speaking - ye ami a widely sym
pathetic nature. Without any substan
-1 .1 claims to beauty, her expression was
so w< marjlv and so sweet that she was
invariably called lovely.
Mr. Gryce was engaged at the moment
in shifting his cane from the right hand
to the left, but his manner was never
more encouraging or his smile more be
nevolent.
‘Card- n me." I e apologized, with one
of hi< old-fashioned bows. “I’m sorry
to trouble you after all the distress you
must have been under this mcir.ing. But
there is something 1 wish especially to
ask you in regard to the dreadful occur
rence in which you played so kind a pan.
You were ? he first to reach the prostrate
wman, I believe.”
"Yes 'rhe boys jumped up and ran to
ward her. but they were frightened by her
1< ”ks and left it for me to put my hands
under her and try to lift her »p
"i'id you manage it?’’
*” ucceeded in getting her head into
mj /ip, nothing more.”
‘Ami sat so?”
-r some little time. That is. it
spenwd !on£, though bel-eve it was r.ot
m< re than a minute before two men came
running from (he musicians’ gallery. One
thinks so fast at such a time—and feels
so much.”
“You knew she was dead, then.”
”1 felt her to be so.” *
“How felt?”
“I was sure 1 never quest h.nfd i* ”
“You have seen women in a faint?”
“Yes: many times.”
"What made the difference? Why
should you believe Miss Cballoner dead
simply because she lay still and apparent
ly lifeless?”
"I can not tell you. Possibly death
tells its own story. I onlv kr«-w how I
felt.”
”Perhaps there was another reason?
Perhans. consciously or unconsciously,
'<» : laid your palm upon her heart?”
Miss Clarke started, and her sweet face
showed a moment’s perplexity.
"I’vl 1?“ she queried, musingly. 'Then
with a sudden access of feeling. “I may
1 ave done so: indeed, I believe I did My
arms were around her; it would not have
been an unnatural action.”
“No; a very natural one. I should say.
Can not you tell me positively whether
you did this or not?”
m.mws
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During Change of Life —How
Lydia E. Finkham’s Vege
table Compound Made
Her a Well Woman.
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: A / : My limbs were cold,
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table Compound is worth its weight in
gold for women during this perodof life.
If it will help others you may publish my
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Ton, No. 1 Jefferson St., Natick, Mass.
Change of Life is one of the most
critical periods of a woman’s existence.
Women everywhere should remember
that there is no other remedy known to
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If yon want special atlriep write to
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•iouuu ami held iu strict confidence.
”Y es. I did. 1 had forgotten it. but I
remember now.” And the glance she cast
him, while not meeting his eye, showed
that she understood the importance of the
admission. “I know.” she said, “what
you are going to ask me now’ Did I
feel anything there but the flowers and
tulle? No. Mr. Gryce. I did not. There
was no poniard in the wound.”
Mr. Gryce felt around, found a chair
and sank into it.
“You are a truthful woman.” said he.
“And.” he added more slowly, “com
posed enough in character I should judge
not to have made any mistake on this
very vital point.”
“I think so. Mr. Gryce. I was in a state
of excitement, of course: hut the woman
was a stranger to me. and my feelings
were not unduly agitated."
“Sweetwater, we can let my suggestion
go in regard to those ten minutes I spoke
of. The time is narrowed down to one,
and in that one. Miss Clarke was the
only person to touch her.”
“The only one.” echoed the lady, catch
ing perhaps the slight rising sound of
query in his voice.
“I will trouble you no further.” So
said the old detective, thoughtfully.
’ Sweetwater, help me out of this.” His
eye was dull and his manner betrayed
exhaustion. Rut vigor returned to him
before he had well reached the door, and
he showed some of his old spirit as he
thanked Miss Clarke and turned to take
the elevator.
“But one possibility remains,” lie con
fided to Sweetwater, as they stood waiting
at the elevator dcor “Miss Challoner
died from a stab. The next minute she
was in this lady’s arms. No weapon pro
truded from the wound, nor was an v
found on or near her in the mezzanine.
What follows? She struck the blow her
self. and the strength of purpose which
led her to do th’s gavejie- the additional
force to pull the weapon cut and fling it
from her. It did rot fall upon the floor
around her; therefore, it flew through one
of those opening into the lobby, and there
it either will be. or has been found.”
It U: s this statement, otherwise word
ed. which gave me my triumph over
George.
The Red Cloak.
“What results? Speak up, Sweetwa
ter.”
“None. Every man. woman ar.d boy
connected with the hotel has been ques
tioned; many of them routed out of their
beds for the purpose, but not one of them
picked up anything from the fluor of
the lobby, or knows of any one who did.”
“There now remain the guests.”
“And after them--pardon me, Mr.
Gryce—-the general public which rushed
in rather promiscuously last night.”
“1 kr< w it: it's a task, but it must be
car: led through. Put up bulletins, pub-
I sh your wants in the papers—do any
thing, (.niy gam your end.”
A bulletin was put up.
Some hours later Sweetwater re-entered
the room, and, approaching Mr. Gryce
with a smile, blurted out:
“’I he bulletin is a great go. 1 think—
of c ■ .rse, 1 can, not be sure—that it’s
going to do the business. I've watched
ever?, one who stopped to read it. Many
showed interest and many emotion. She
seem, to have had a troop of friends. But
'embarrassment! only one showed that. I
• thought you would like to know.”
“Embarrassment? Humph! a man?"
“No, a woman: a lady, sir: one of the
transients. 1 found out in a jiffy all
they could tell me about her.”
“A woman! We didn't expect that.
Where is she? Still in the lobby?”
“No, ? ir. She took the elevator while I
was talking with the clerk.”
“There's nothing in it. You mistook
t.er expi>
"I d< . ’ k so. 1 had noticed her
when sht .. I came into the lobb\. She
was talking to her daughter, who was
with her. and looked natural and happy.
But no sooner had she seen and read that
bulletin, than the blood shot up into
hex ’’ace and h» » manner became furtive
and hasty. There was no mistaking the
difference, sir. Almost before I could
point her out, she had seized her daugh
ter by the arm and hurried her toward
the elevator. I wanted to follow’ her, but
you may prefer to make your own in
quiries. Iler room is on the seventh floor,
number 712, and her name is Watkins.
Mrs. Horace Watkins, of Nashville.”
Mr. Gryce nodded thoughtfully, but
made no immediate effort to rise.
“Is that all you know about her?” he
“Yes: this is the first time she has
stopped at this hotel She came \ester
daj Took a room indefinitely Seems
al! right; but she did blush, sir. I never
saw its beat in a young girl.”
“Call the desk. Say that I’m to be told
if Mrs. Watkins, of Nashville, rings up
during the next ten minutes We ll give
her that long to-take some action. If she
fails to make any move. I’ll make my own
approaches "
But ho returned almost instantly.
"M’s. W atkins has just telephoned down
that she is going to —tn leave, sir.'
“To leave?”
'l'he old man struggled to his feel “No.
712. do you say? Seven stories.” he
<ighed. But as he turned with a hobble,
he stopped. “There are difficulties in the
way of this interview,” he remarked.
“A blush is not much to go upon. I'm
afraid we shall have to resort to the
shadow business and that is your work,
not mine.”
But here the door opened and a boy
trough' in a line which had been left
at the desk. It related to the very mat
ter then engaging them, and ran thus:
“I see that information is desired as
to whether any person was seen to stoop
to the lobby floor last»nlght at or shortly
after the critical moment of Miss Chal
ioner’s fall in the half story above. I
can give such information. 1 was in the
lobby at the time, and in the, height of
the confusion following this alarming in
cident. ! remember seeing a lady—one
f the new arrivals (there were several
coming in at the time)- stoop quickly
down and pick up something from the
floor. I thought nothing of it at the time,
and so paid little attention to her ap
pearanct- I can only recall the sudden
ness with which she stooped and the color
of the cloak she wore. It was red. and
ihe whole garment was voluminous. If
\ou wish further particulars—though in
truth. I have no more to give, you can find
me in room 356.
“HENRY A M’ELROY.”
“Humph! This should simplify our
task.” was Mr. Gryce’s comment, as he
handed the note over to Sweetwater.
“You can easily find out if the lady, now
on the point of departure, can be iden
tified with the one described by Mr Mc-
Elroy. If she can, 1 am ready to meet
her anywhere.”
“Here goes then!” cried Sweetwater,
and quickly left the room.
W hen he returned, it was nnt with his
must hopeful air.
To Be Continued in Next Issue.
Beauty Secrets of Footlight Favorites
rlt/w to the Woman Who Is Getting Fat
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By FLORENCE GARDNER.
THE nightmate of my life is the
dread of getting fat.
Oh. yes, thanks. I know I’m
quite thin now. but the fear of becom
ing fat ar.d falling in large billows over
myself must have begun in my cradle
days, for I don’t remember a time when
I didn’t think the worst kind of punish
ment in the world would be to weigh
150 pounds.
I’ve put the weight up to 200 now. be
cause I know there are lots of wonu-n
who weigh 150 pounds and look all
tight. But I hope the time will never
come when I weigh more than 130.
’There's nothing about reducing
weight that I don’t know. I’ve studied
the question as seriously as if I were
training for the human skeleton at the
circus, and I’ve never let any sugges
tion as to how to get thin escape me. I
have a whole scrap book on the subject.
I know that 1 don’t need to take my
own advice yet. but I may some day. so
I am preparing to reduce a double chin
long befote I’ve got one. and to deduct
pounds front my weight while 1 am still
in the thin category.
Just this afternoon I rode in a Fifth
avenue ’bus with one of those women
whom I fear to resemble some day. She
, wag not very tall —about my height, and
' I don’t think she was very old. either,
though that is one thing you can never
tell about fat people. When they ate
ali puffed out they have neither lines
nor expression to their face, so that
they look 25 or 45, and all the years in
between.
Well, this women had two daughters,
who sat beside her. One was evidently
> fourteen and the ’other was eighteen.
■ and both were beginning to resemble!
mamma. Mamma sa. In her seat like
an enormous feather bed tied in the
middle, w ith a pair of fancy yellow
shoes attached to one end. The shoe- >
dangled about two inches above the i
floor, and I am perfectly certain that i
mamma had n<)t seen them for several
yea s, and pi.obably had said good-by.
. to her waist line before she was twen
ty. She had five double chins—l count-
■ ed them—and her necklace, at least the
front pa’ t of it, was completely hidden
from view by the large fold of flesh
that hung over it.
A Family of Chins.
■ Her eldest daughter already had .me
double chin, and the little girl, who was
quite puffy in appearance, had already
a good-sized dent under het chin, which
I is the first promise of what is to be.
. My eyes were riveted on that fat
iady. who. by the way. was encased in
the most expensive of lingerie dresses.
’ It must have taken a terrible tug to get
1 her into it, but probably the fat chil
dren helped. As I sat there, wfirrying
( myself sick like that. I suddenly came
I to the conclusion that the two gir’s
were what the boys call "chumps.”
There they sat next to mamma, with
■ her terrible example always before
1 them. Probably when she’s at home
she groans and grunts and has heat
prostration in rhe summertime, and
I nervous chilis in the winter, and heaves
when she goes upstairs, and comes
t down as if an invisible de: tick was
slowly aiding her to descend: yet these
girls hav not th sense to .-ay. "We
’ won't be like mamma."
if I were one of these girls I’d make
’ up my mind to avoid fat, if I had to be
las heroic as Joan of Arc or a lady
. aviator.. I would not eat fat-building
• things. I wouldn’t drink water with
I my meals, and I’d give up potatoes and
bread and beans and peas and corn and
1 starchy puddings, and eating meat.-'
more than once a day
You see. I know all about it. for I
will never, never be fat. I weigh my-
Do You Know-
Dr. Alexi Carrel, a young French
’ scientist now connected with tire
Rockefeller institute of New York, has
, just demonstrated that the heari' can
, exist and develop without the body.
, His*mosr recent experiments were
■ made vith chickens’ hearts, and in
i one, cas: he succeeded in maintaining
such a heart alive-—and beating nor
mally—for more than three months.
: -
Cape Town newspapers state that
the latest thing in tire sartorial line
is trousers so- oxen. This method of
clothing beasts of burden is. not due
to any accession of style in South
Africa, the garments having become
a necessity to protect the animals from
the tsetse flies, which are.a torment
and often a fatal enemy.
A bathing bicycle for life-saving,
which has attracted attention at New
Brighton, lies flat in the water and is
worked by pedals which operate the
, propeller. The apparatus, which ob
tains a good speed, is unsinkable.
Traveling postoffices have proved a
great success in Canada, where they
go round from farm to farm, prepared
to sell stamps, register letters., or issue
postal and money orders
Bismuth and nickel-steel both have
the curious property of expanding
when they cool instead of contracting,
like other metals.
In India the natives, when brewing
lea, frequently use a silver ball filled
with the leaves through which the boil
ing water may flow.
All blood cells of a human being
have their origin In the red marrow of
the bones, whence they make their way
into general circulation.
Four adjoining municipalities in the
French district of Dijon each have on?
of four brothers as mayor.
The average annual output of the
wot Id in rubber is 90.000 tons.
Italy's income fumi foreign y isilut s I
is reckoned at Uv.uvv.OOO a year.
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MISS FLORENCE GARDNER.
(A Ziegfeld beauty in "The Winsome Widow" company.)
self once a week, even in summertime,
when 1 get steadily thipner from danc
ing. 1 think dancing is an excellent way
to reduce, especially if you take very
little liquid refreshment; but yon can’t
ask fat people to dance. In the first
place they look funny «hen they're
trjing, and then they are also lazy,
they don’t like to exert themselves.
Os course, people get fat because they
are lazy and even ail the methods 1
know about won’t help you reduce un
less you are very determined and se
vere with yourself.
One Remedy.
When 1 find I am gaining more than a
pound or two in a year I rush to the
Turkish bath to melt myself down, and
that is where you see the most ridicu
lous display of feminine inconsistency.
A woman will spend two dollars for het
bat I) and massage. She will stand he
roic pommeling, and stay in the hot box
until she is almost parnoiled; then she'll
come out and have herself weighed, say
to the patient attendant. "Lizzie, isn't
it grand? I've lost three-quarters of a
pound. Oh. dear, I do feel so faint,
though. Just be a good girl and order
me a nice little snack of something to
eat —let me .see. this is the day they
have spare ribs at the restuarant; of
HER CONDITION
QUITE CRITICAL
Suffered From Terrible Train of
Symptoms Thinks Fatal Out
come Was Avoided by
Timely Ise of Cardui.
Columbia, S. ('.— In a letter from this
City, .Miss Carrie Meetze says: "I was
a perfect wreck, from sickness. 1 had
pains in m\ right side. weak, fainting
spells, dizziness; then ntinib and cold
feelings,
"At times my feet were so swollen I
could not walk a step.
"I also had backache, headache, was i
nervous, ;ip)H-tite good at times, more
often not. and my kidneys troubled me.
"A friend advised me to give Cardui,
the woman’s tonic, a trial. 1 did so,
and from the ver", first it helped me.
"At tile end of two months the swell
ing in my feet had gone down, and I
was relieved from all the pains.
"1 continued taking Cardui. and now
I do almost all my housework.
"I am willing for j'bu to publish what
I write, for the good of other women,
for I am sure that Cardui saved me
from the grave."
The symptoms described in the above
letter are proof that this lady was suf.
sering from womanly trouble, and her
cure shows that she took the right
medicine for her trouble, namely: Car
dui, the woman's tonic.
If you suffer as. she did. do as she
did. take Cardui, and it will.surely do
for you what it did for her. Why not?
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hattanooga Medicine Co.. ('hattanooga
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page book. "Home Treatment for Wom
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course. I'm afraid they are fattening,
but I have just reduced, so I can af
ford to eat something. And oh, Liz
zie, there's some sweet potatoes au
gratin, and a little pattie, and I do love
macaroni so. and just a little bit of pud
ding. and a bottle of beer. Beer is so
strengthening, and I feel the need of it,”
And Lizzie laughs in the sleeve of
her bathing suit, if it has any, and
winks at me, and says, “Can you beat
it?”
That’s how trtty get thin at Turkish
baths. It costs them two dollars to
reduce, and about two and a half to put
the weight back again, via the res
taurant, so it is cheaper to stay at home.
Must Be Careful.
If you are going to take the Turkish
bath treatment you want to be very
careful not to counteract the good the
bath does you by an enormous supper.
With a weekly Turkish bath, care
ful diet and exercise, I think that even
tiie fat lady in the bus could bring
ffPTself down to something like nor
mal proportions. The minute I get a
double chin, this is what I am going
to do. I shall wear the highest and
tightest of collars, because that will
remind me to keep my neck stretched
up. Whenever I have time I will stretch
my neck as if J were a goose, and raise
my chin as near to the sky as I can
get il. Then I'll turn my head very,
slowly first to one side and then to the
other, stretching and lifting the neck,
, and I shall cultivate the haughtiest and
top-loftiest expression, not because I
feel that way, but because I refuse, to
admit tile existence of more than one
chin.
Up-to-Date Jokes
It was Sunday afternoon, and the
curate, calling unexpectedly to visit a
member of his flock, found him out—in
two senses.
The gentleman’s young son came to
the door and announced his father’s
absence. "He's gone to the golf club,"
said he casuKily, and then, reading,
perhaps, some shade of disapproval in
the parson's eyes, he extenuated thus:
"He's not gone to play golf, you know,
not on a Sunday; only to drink beer
and have a game of cards."
Having thus cleared “his father's
character, he shut the door on the
duinfounded cleric.
Sitting on the beach, the little hoy
watched a very fat bather disporting
herself in the surf He knew nothing
. of tides, and he did not notice that each
succeeding wave came a little closer to
his feet. At last an extra big wave
washed over his shoetops.
"Please stop," lie yelled to the fair,
fat bather, "stop jumpin' up and down,
else you'll drown me!"
The Shipwrecked Aeronaut —I sup
pose you farmers have plenty to di
no w ?
The Farmer— Alius did. First, it was
them bicycles, then the motor ears got
to breakin’ down, and now you airo
nutty fellers come floppin’ down ail
over the land. Yes, 1 hardly get time
to look after the crops.
"Tommy. I’m going to punish you
severely."
"What for, pa?"
"Now, don't try that innocence game.
1 know all the bad things you’ve done
today.”
’“No, you don't, pa. You don’t know
1 hid the strap you lick me with.”
“Why should I be placed under the
lash like this because my name is fairly
well known?" asked a prominent man
who was undergoing a stiff cross-ex
amination
"Because.'' retorted the counsel, “a
men who is in the public eye must al
ways be under the lash.”
What Do You Say?
Fy ‘Beatrice Fairfax
44 I ‘'VERY book is a quotation: and
rE every house is a quotation out
of all forests and mines and
stx>ne quarries; and every man is a
quotation from all his ancestors.”—
Emerson.
I would like to have my girls read
that carefully, and then consider it.
If every one of you is a quotation
from all your ancestors, what is it you
say?
If a girl is flippant, does she realize
that her flippancy makes others wonder
what kind of a mother she has?
If she is careless in attire, and has
loose strings hanging where strings
should not be, does she think that she
is a quotation from her ancestors, a
quotation that tells the world her
mother is a very untidy woman?
If she is loud in dress and boisterous
in speech, does she know that she is a
quotation that says her mother talks
always in a shrill scream?
If Emerson is right, and it is hoped,
for the sake of many mothers, that he
isn’t, many girls are quotations that
arouse no interest to learn more of the
book.
I refer to the girl who laughs In a
shrill calliope screech.
I refer to the girl with buttons off.
and a collar that is soiled.
I refer to the girl who regards a
quick impudence as brilliant repartee,
and who would not refrain from say
ing a witty thing because it might
hurt some one. but would, rather, say
it the quicker.
I refer to the girl who uses slang
herself, and regards slang talk in a
young man as the height of brilliant
conversation.
I refer to the girl who parades her
"beau” in her talk with other girls as
though he were a paragon of all vir
tues. and she the most Irresistible of
her sex to secure him.
I refer to the girl yvho tells her se
crets to other girls, and never confides
in her mother.
I refer to the girl who demands one
standard of behavior for her brother,
and is lax in the standard by which
she measures the young man who
; courts her.
Parents and Home Last.
, I refer to the girl who makes her
obligations to her parents and her
home come the last in her little world;
who places the friends met away from
home above those she left there; who
slights the love of those who have
, done the most for her for the attention
t, of those who would do the least.
I refer to the girl who contrasts the
• flattery of her friends with the kindly
criticism of her parents and counts the
i former as of greater value.
, If Emerson is right, and fiis admirers
> say he is never wrong, there are many
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Co.. Savannah. Ga.
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Northern
Lakes
The lake resorts in the West and
r / ' North are particularly attractive.
| // The clear invigorating air added to boating, bathing
/y Z and fishing 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 information. Following are the round trip rates
from Atlanta to some of the principal resorts:
Charlevoix $36.55 Mackinac Island $38.65
1 ! Chautauqua Lake Points 34.30 Marquette46.ls
Chicago 30.00 Milwaukee— 32.00
Detroit 30.00 Put-in-Bay 28.00
Duluth 48.00 Petoskey 36.55
THE ATTRACTIVE WAY TO ALL THE RESORTS ON THE
Great Lakes, Canadian Lakes and in the West
IgMO |! CITY TICKET OFFICE
IfesHSSSI 4 Peachtree Street phones {
girls who should sit down and candid
ly write what they are as quotations
of their ancestors.
If they are frank, and desire to be
just, they will confess that as quota
tions from their ancestors they have
permitted themselves to become badly
garbled.
They will admit they are not quota
tions from their ancestors, because they
have permitted false standards, foolish
customs. lax discipline and parental '
indulgence to so twist and turn them
that the original sentiment is distorted
or wholly lost.
Being just, and desirous to quote
their ancestors to their credit, they will
continue this self-analysis till it be
comes self-reform.
One who finds a quotation that
pleases wants to know more of the
book.
It Is my hope that every girt will
so impress others by her modesty, in
telligence and neatness that those who.
know her will long to also know her
mother.
AND SHE WAS RIGHT. TOO.
Two ladies, while taking theirumm*
ing walk, were met by an old gipsy
woman, who said.;
’’Pretty lad lea, I will show you your
future husbands’ faces In a budeet of
water for the small sum of one
ing."
The ladies at once gave the>old womp.
an the shilling and went into a ronsrh
and looked anxiously into the buclrebeot
water, but only saw their own- reftae-s
tlons.
"We only see our own faces;
the ladles. /
“Well, they will be your httsbandSß
when, you are married,” was the* coot
reply.
GETTING MORE FOOD VALUE
FOR LESS MONEY.
When you consider the high flood 1
value of Faust Spaghetti and the
delicious dishes it makes, the. cost
seems ridiculously low. Don’t you
think you should serve it much
more often? ft will mean a con
siderable saving in your house
hold expenses and a sure delight
to your family.
Faust Sjiaghetti Is made from Amer
ican Durum wheat, by Americans, in a.
clean American factory. We seal it up
in dust, dirt and damp-proof packages
to keep it clean and wholesome until it
> reaches you. Your grocer sells Faust
. Spaghetti In 5c and 10c packages.
' MAULL BROS.,
St. Louis, Mo.
WILTON JELLICO
COAL
$4.75 Per Ton
SEPTEMBER DELIVERY ;
I The Jellico Coal Go.
82 Peachtree Street
Both Phones 3668