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THE GEOBQIAWS MAGAZINE PAGE * ‘lnitials Only’ ' By Anna Katherine Green .4 Thrilling Mystery Story of Modern Times (Copyright. 1911. Streei A Smith ) * (Copyright, 1911, bx Ixxlri. M.'«d X- Co.) TODAY S INSTALLMENT. ’*VThy dn you say that?' “Would he have wasred his hai.il’* in the snow if he bad been in ignorance of .the occurrence'’ He wa • the real, if not the active, cause of her death and he knew It. Either he Excuse me. In- Heath gnd Mr Grjc< it is not for me to obtrude my opinion. “Have xon settled it beyond dispute that Brothers* n is realh th» man who whs seen doing this “No. si- I have not had a m note for that job. but I ni readv for the husi np'-f’ any time you see fit to spate me “I-et it t»e tomorrow’, er. if y.»u «an manage it. tonight We wart the man even if h» is not the t,er<> of that ro mantic episode He wrote these letters, and he must explain the test one His initials, as you see, a*e not ordinary ones, and you will find them at the bottom of all these sheets He was htave enough nr arrogant enough to sign the question- THE BLESSING OF MOTHERHOOD Healthy Mothers and Chil dren Make Happy Homes Motherhood is woman's highest sphere in life. It is the fruition of her dearest hopes and greatest desires; yet thou sands of noble women through some de rangement have been denied this blesing. In many horn s once childless there are now children because f the fact that Lydia E. 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(confi dential) Lyn.i. Mass. Your letter will lie opened, read and answered by a woman and held in strict confidence. Lor Co//c’e Lovers (fig©© A Delicious Combination of pure, tlavory Cofit es, sound wholesome cereals and selected high-grade chicory. Contains less caffeine than ordinary coffee. Is more nutritious Makes more cups per pound and costs less. 1 Ib. Cans 2O e * 3 lb. Cans lOc to lb. Pail SI.OO Ask our Qrocer for It. Cheek-Neal Coffee Co. NASHVIU F HOt’STOSi JA< KSOSVIU V MARRIAGE INVITATIONS Reception and Visiting Cards CORRECTLY AND PROMPTLY ENGRAVED SEND FOR SAMPLES AND PRICES J. P. STEVENS ENGRAVING CO., Forty-seven Whitehall Street Atlanta, Georgia Delightful Auto Run to Griffin Always Good TUP NET IMC Automobile to Eat at ■ Ci ELL»I vl *3 Headquarters able one with his full name This may speak well for him. or It may not. It is for \on tn decide that. Where will y<i.i 1 ink for him. .Sweetwater? No nne here knows his address.“ Not Miss t'halloner’a maid**’’ N'». 'he nanae is a new one to her But i sl-.e made It very evident that she was not surprised to hear that her mistress was in secret correspondence with a mem ber of the male sex Much can be hid den from servants, but not that.” I 11 find the man. I have a double rea son for doing that now He shall not es cape me Dr Heath expressed his satisfaction, and gave some orders Meanwhile Mr. Gryce had not uttered a word. Strange Dolngg For George. That evening George sat so long over the newspapers that in spite of my ab sorbing interest in the topic engrossing me. i fell asleep in mv cozy little rocking chair I was awakened by what seemed like « kiss falling very softly on my fore head though, to he sure, it may have ticon only the flap of George’s coat sleeve as he stooped over me. “Wake up. little woman." I heard, “and trot away to hed I'm going out and mav not be in till davbreak ’’ WnE going out’ a’ 10 o’clock at night, tired as you are as we both are! What has happened Oh'" Th’s broken exclamation '’scaped me as ' I perceived in the dim background by the I sdtlng room door, the figure of a man I who called up recent, but very thrilling ' experiences | Mr Sweetwater “ explained George “We are going nut together It is neces sary. or you may be sure I should not leave vou.” I was quite wide awake enough by now to understand “Oh, f know You are going to hunt up the man How I wish But George did not wait for me tn ex press mv wishes. He gave me a little good advice as to how I had better employ my time in his absence, and was off before I could find words to answer I his ends all I have to say about my self. but the events of that night care fully related to me by George are impor- I tant enough for me to describe them, with I all the detail which is their rightful due 1 shall tell the story as | have already been p<| to do In other portions of this narrative. u< though I were present and shared the adventure. As soon as the two were in the street, 'he detective turned toward George and sa id "Mi knderson, I have a great deal to ask of you. The business before us is not a simple one. and I f»at that I shall lune 1,, subject you to more Inconven ience than is customary In matters like this. Mr Brolherson has vanished, that is, in his own proper person, but I have fan idea (hat 1 am on the track of one who will lead us very directly to him if we manage the affair carefully. What 1 want of you. of course, is mere identifica tion You saw the face of the man who washed his hands In the snow, anil would know it again, you say Do you think you could be quite sure of yourself, if the man were differently dressed and dlf ferentl\ occupied "I think so. There's his height and a lertain strong look in his face. I can not describe it " ou d«>n t need f«». Come! we’re all righi. You don’t mind making a night of it ?“ Not if it is necessary "That we can t tell yet." And with a characteristic shrug and smile, the de tective led lhe wax lo a taxicab which Stood in waiting at the corner. A quarter of an hour of rather fast rid ing brought them into a tangle of streets on Hu east side As George noticed the swarming sidewalks and listened to the noises incident to an over-populated quarter, he could not forbear, despite the injunction he had received, to express his surprise at the direction of their search Surely. said he. "the gentleman f have described can have no friends here." Then. bethinking himself, he added: Hu' if lie has reasons to tear the law, I naturallx he would seek to lose himself in a place as different as possible from his usual haunts.'' les, that would be some mens way." was the curt, almost indifferent, answer he received Sweetwater was looking this wax and that from the window beside him. and now, leaning out gave some di rections to the driver which altered their course. W hen they stopped, which was in a few minutes, he said to George: “We shall have to walk now for a block " r i'vn. I'm anxious to attract no atten tion. nor is it desirable for you to do so. If you can manage lo net as if you were accustomed to the plate and Just leave all the talking to me. we ought to get along first-rate Don’t be astonished at anything you see. and trust me for the rest: that’s all ’ • hey alighted, and he dismissed (he taxicab. Some clock in the neighborhood struck the hour of ten. , ’Goo<l‘. we shall bp in time,” muttered the detective, and led the way down the j street and round a corner or so. till they . came to a block darker than the rest, and milch less noisy To Be Continued in Next Issue. I , _ PILES CURED AT HOME BY NEW ABSORPTION METHOD. If VOU suffer from bleeding, itching, blino II or protruding piles.\send me your address, md I will tell vou how to cure yourself at I j home b' the neix absorption treatment, j and will also send some of this home i treatment free for trial, with references i from your own locality if requested Im mediate relief and permanent cure as s ired Send no money. but tell others of this offer Write today to Mrs M Sum* - mers. Box r Notre Dame. Ind The Ten Ages of Beauty * - v °- 2 — 1 Bv MAKBARET HIBBARD AYER. 1 T rHAT is your favorite type of V/X/ feminine beauty? Do you recognize it in this fair creature disguised In medieval trappings, looking longingly into the crystal ball in the-hands of the sage and seeking so ardently for a glimpse of the future ? It is a familiar type, that of the seeker—-it's one that we see everywhere about. The Seeker is she who knows that lhe future holds something vastly won derful. marvelously beautiful, surpass ing all expectations, something for her alone. What the search of the Holy Grail was to the Knights of King Arthur is this seeking and longing, this quest of the Unknown for the girl Seeker. She is usually a frail looking girl, slightly built; her thereal body seems more of the next world than this. Her face is pale, delicate, illumined with the spiritual glow, as if a steady flame of high desire and longing. which lights her on her search, glowed be neath the satiny skin and shone in tiie luminous eyes. The eyes of the Seeker are large, and full of mystery. Al another bend in life's road she knows she will find the foot of her rainbow, the meaning of eveiytliirig which has puzzled her, and her dream comes true. And that bend in the road may come at any moment, so she's alwats ready, a wise virgin with her lamp well trimmed and her eyes wide open, al ways seeking. Anything But Practical. Sometimes I am afraid she is any thing but practical. The common needs of life and human nature's dailj food she ignores as much as possible. Thex are beneath her, lor she is full of sym- ADVICE TO THE LOVELORN * By Beatrice Fairfax GLORY IN HER KIND. Deai Miss Fairfax: I am desperately in love with a young girl whom I meet very often. She seems lo like me. but as site has never given me much en couragement 1 do not know what to do. ANXIOUS. Do you expect her to fall into your hands like a peai h from a tree? <tf course she has never given you much encouragement. She places too high a value on herself to throw her self at your head Sire must be won, and I hope she will let you do all the work that winning a nice girl involves. GO TO HER AUNT. Deal Miss Fail fax: I am eighteen and in love with a girl'one year my senior, w hom I met about three months ago. and ft was a ease of love at fl: st sight. This girl has no parents and lives wit li het aunt. Some one told her I What food to delectable as a dish of \ / Faust Spaghetti? Its savory aroma 1 / tempts appetite and helps digestion. 1 I It feeds the body well. 1 I AT YOUR GROCER S \ / In sealed packages 5c and 10c \ MAULL BROS . St Lout.. Mo > *, . V* O • A- x ?' L r - ? ' r ' ? 7 This picture by Miss Nell Brinkley is reproduced by permis sion from ‘Good Housekeeping” magazine for September, where it appears in connection with an article by Octave I’zanne enti tled “The Story of Furs and Muffs.” pathy and tenderness once her attention has been called tn things more humble than her high, exalted thoughts. But she longs and seeks eternally for the great and higher things, and some times her path leads her through all kinds of tangles. There was Erymintrude. a Seeker, who looked much like this girl in the picture She was frail and beautiful, with ash blond hair and great big vio let eyes, that rooked as if they always saw a wonderful spiritual vision. She was always longing and search ing for something more, something higher, finer, greater and more splen did than what life had given her. Not material things, for she eared not for gold or riches, or beautiful clothes, or worldly success. She thought she had a mission, but was not sure what it was. But she was a girl in an ordinary family and, eventually, she married an ordinary man, and. in course of time, they had a nice, fat baby, that would have been ordinary, except that every baby is extraordinary in himself. Still Erymintrude went on seeking the unobtainable* Her household af fairs got badly mixed, and the food on the table was pretty poor, but Ery mintrude was above such things, for it took very little to nourish her and her aunt about our love and lots of things about me that were un pleasant. Now her aunt does not want her to speak to me. The girl does not believe a word that was said about me and still loves me. G. M. R F. Go to her aunt and ask her frankly what she has against you. Frankness is the best weapon to fight suspicion and siandei if your behavior is above reproach, and the girl remains true to you. you will come out victorious; of that rest assured. But it rests with yourself to be wor thy of such love and such faith. LOOKS LIKE LOVE GROWN COLD. Dear Miss Fairfax 1 ant sixteen years of age and am going with a young man. nine teen years of age. for about eight months. When 1 first went with him. he cared for me xery much. adoring husband was the sort that will stand for anything from the woman he loves, and he loved Erymintrude— everybody did. When she bent her gaze earthward, she was capable of the mist complete and unselfish devotion, but. mostly, she looked up into the sky. searching for the rainbow with a pot of fairy gold buried at its foot. An Ordinary Thing. Then an ordinary thing happened. The fat baby contracted an ordinary and very bad disease, and the ordinary doctor said that he wouldn't have had to have that sickness if he had ordi nary care. And the ordinary husband was distracted. Then the longing, searching look van ished forever from Erymintrude's eyes. It was as if she had suddenly and unexpectedly come to that bend in the road that shed always been looking for, and had found the rainbow and w>*k, T -W- i the pot of gold being trampled under her feet. "It's here; it’s right here, and I’ve been looking for IT all the time!" she c ried. Then she set to work with all the I force and power of her nature to re capture what she had almost lost. With heroic self-sacrifice that compelled even the doctor’s admiration, she wres tled for the baby’s life and then set ' about to reorganize her household, and to find in every detail of the work the beautiful and spiritual significance that she'd been looking for in dreams and visions. ' The ordinary baby, fat once more, probably realizes that he has the finest I type of mother, now that the Seeker I has come down to earth. And perhaps : he wonders why she calls him "Pot of ■ Gold," when she hufes and cuddles him at night. It must seem a silly name to a sensible, pudgy little baby with a i good appetite and no imagination. As , for the husband, he knows that his I wife is the one perfect type of beauti ful womanhood, the Seeker who has found her quest. And she is making a ! successful man of him. for she has ■ turned those vague spiritual powers of i hers to practical everyday use, and is ■ the inspiration, the guide, and the r source of his happiness and content- ■ ment. but he does not seem to be the same to me now. I meet him three times a week, but when he comes he always wants me to go to a Kiri friend s house, and if I do not go to her house he gets very angry and goes home. Do you think he cares more for .the girl than me? If so, let me know, as I have a couple of young men who would like to keep com pany with me. F. B. He is evidently growing tired of you. and you must call your pride to your assistance and let him see that you don't care. Encourage him to call on the other girl, and he will lose the desire to call. Also invite these other friends to call on you. and when he sees them with you he will care still less for the other girl. That is characteristic of his sex. THEY DON'T TRUST YOU. Dear Miss Fairfax. 1 am twenty years old and love a sweet girl of eighteen, whom 1 have known for about a year. Her parents like and trust me. but insist that either her mother, sister or grandmother must be in the same room with us when 1 call In the evening. Os course, we would much lather enjoy each other's company alone, and 1 would appreciate it if you will advise us if you think it improper for young people to be left alone In the pa rlor. FRANK < If they trusted you they would not object to you and you sweetheart be ing alone in the parlor Their unusually strict chaperonage is In the girls Interest, and instead of critfelslng.it. I regret that guardians of young girls so often swing.to the other extreme, and are too lax Be patient tnd show xmrself a man i <n<! honorable young man. md 1 am >ti A they Uhl in time giant you the prix liege you ~-k. Daysey Mayme and Her Folks By Frances L. Garside WHEN LYSANDER JOHN IS SICK. WHEN Lysander John Appleton has a pimple he thinks it is a boil. When he is a little sick he thinks his condition is dangerous. When he is really sick he is satisfied he is dying. Lysander John is a man. which e»- plains it. “There will be no money for a marble monument.” he said the other evening, when he felt rheumatic pains in his knee, "and as I desire a monument of some kind. I ask my dear tjpreaved ones —here he looked around for signs of weeping, but detected none. "I ask my dear bereaved ones to go to the attic and bring therefrom all the roller skates, the bicycles, the golf sticks and bags, the kodaks, the sleds, the croquet sets, the lawn swings and other discarded forms of amusement I have bought for my children. These I wi = h piled on my grave. They will ,1b 4 A'V F' sr? "'--W ANTY y H DRUDGE i k > Anty Drudge’s Advice to Mrs. Careworn. Afrs. Easywork— “Jack and I went to the tneatre last night. It was fine.” Mrs. Coreworv - “And I suppose your wash got a lick and a promise. Any woman who does her work right is too tired to go out Monday night.” Anty Drudge— “No, she didn’t let her work go! Ffl td! you what she did. She used Fels-Naptha soap which does the work in half the time and doesn’t give yea , a backache in doing it ” i Here are two ways of washing. Choose for yourself: ? The Old Way. Get up at 5 o’clock. Make hot fire, fill the washboiler and get it boiling. Wet your white clothes, soap them and put them into the boiler. When ' they're boiled good and tender, rub them hard on the washboard, meanwhile putting others in to boil. Keep the fire good and hot. It will fill the house with nauseous steam but that's necessary in this kind of washing. When noon comes, if the smell of boiling clothes hasn’t taken your appe tite, snatch a bite of cold lunch. When you have the clothes boiled and rubbed sufficiently, wring them out, go from the steaming hot room into the cool air out side and hang them on the line. You’ll likely catch cold, but it must be done. The New Way. Get up at 7 o’dock summer and winter. Wet all your clothes, soap well with Fels-Naptha and let them soak in cool or lukewarm water for 30 minutes. Then rub lightly, rinse well and hang out to dry. That’s all. And your clothes will be cleaner, whiter and purer than you could get them in any other way. The whole washing takes only a few hours. Which way sounds best to you? In using Fels-Naptha, follow simple directions printed on the red and green wrapper. Not Sold Under Any Other Name LIGHT RUNNING TRADE REGISTERED Buy the dependable NEW HOME, also Needles o ur Make for all " e Rent Repai M nines ■ . .1 . > . \< lantages bx dealing du.o « tth those v.e authmiz- ('all, Write or Phone. Mam IJmi f nr Bn t »kl»»: <; The New Home Sewing Machine Co. 44 Av.. 11. Equitabl. Bldg. Atlanta. G< make a monument as high as anv in the cemetery.” Then, in pleased anticipation of the tribute this would prove to bis parmi ', generosity, he called for another > v water bag. . "I know I should make an effort t > get better," he sighed. "I realize it H my duty. But it Costs So Mut h t , live!” Then he gave a sigh of relief bm didn't Pass On. On another occasion wjien he was really very sick and his relatives ' gathered about his bed, he began pi k ing at the bed covers. “I see a light." he murmured. “It's the pearly gates, said his wif< her tears beginning to flow over the prospect of an ideal deathbed. "Oh;*bother,” he said in considerable anger, for one so ill. "It's the light n Widow Smith's kitchen, that I see , morning. I'm not a fool it I am l\ ing!” But the show of anger was good f., r him. For he speedily got well.