Atlanta Georgian. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, September 17, 1912, EXTRA 1, Image 6

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Newspaper Page TextTHE QE O BGIAKTS MAGAZINE PAGE “Initials Only” * By Anna Katherine Green .4 Thrilling Mystery Story of Modern Times (Copyright. 1911. Street & Smith.) (Copyright, 1911, by Dodd, Mead & Co.) TODAY’S INSTALLMENT. It had a sinister look, and George, who !s brave enough under all ordinary clr cumstances, was glad that his companion wore a badge and carried a whistle. He was also relieved when he caught sight of the burly form of a policeman In the shadow’ of one of the doorways. Yet the houses he saw before him were not ao very different from those they had al ready passe*! His uneasiness coufd not have sprung from them They had even an air of positive respectability, as though Inhabited by industrious workmen. Then, what was it which made the close com panionship of a member of the police so uncommonly welcome? Was It a certain aspect of solitariness which clung to the block, or was it the sudden appearance here and there of strangely gliding figures, which no sooner loomed up against the snowy perspective, than they disappeared aga'n in some unseen doorway? •’There’s a meeting on tonight, of the Associated Brotherhood of the Awl the Plane and the Trowel (whatever that means), and It is the speaker we want tn see; the man who Is to address them promptly at 10 o’clock. Do you object to meetings?” "Is this a secret one?” "It wasn't advertise*! "Are we carpenters or masons that we can count on admittance?” "I am a carpenter. Don’t you think you can be a mason for the occasion?” "I doubt it, but— ’’ "Hush! I must speak to this man.” George stood back, and a few words passed between Sweetwater and a shadowy figure which seemed to have sprung up out of the sidewalk. "Balked at the outset," were the en couraging words with which the detective rejoined George. "It seems that a pass word is necessary, and my friend has been unable to get it. Will the speaker pass out this way?” he inquired of the shadowy figure still lingering in their rear "He didn't go in by it; yet I believe he’s safe enough inside,” was the mut tered answer Sweetwater had no relish for disap pointments of this character, but it was not long before he straightened up and allowed himself to exchange a few more words with this mysterious person. These appeared to be of a more encouraging na ture than the last, for It was not long before the detective returned with re newed alacrity to George, and, wheeling him about, began to retrace his steps to the corner. “Are we going back? Are you going to give up the job?” George asked. "No; we’re going tn take him from the rear. There’s a break In the fence—Oh. we’ll do very well. Trust me.” George laughed. He was growing ex cited, but not altogether agreeably ao. He says that he has seen moments of more pleasant anticipation Evidently, my good husband is not cut out for detective work Where they went under this officer’s guidance, he can not tell The tortuous tangle of alleys through which he now felt himself led was dark as the nether regions to his unaccustomed eyes. There was snow under his feet and now and then he brushed against some obtruding object, or stumbled against a low fence; but beyond these slight miscalculations on his own part, he was a mere au tomaton in the hands of his eager guide, •.nd only became his own man again when they suddenly stepped into an open yard •nd ha could discern plainly before him the dark walls of a building pointed out by Sweetwater as their probable destina tion Yet even here they encountered some impediment which prohibited a close approach. A wall or shed cut off their view’ of the building's lower story, and though somewhat startled at being left unceremoniously alone after just a whis pered word of encouragement from the ever-ready detective, George could quite understand the necessity which that per son must feel for a quiet reconnoitering of the surroundings before the two of them ventured further forward in their possibly hazardous undertaking Yet the experience was none too pleasing to George, and he was very glad to hear Sweetwater’s whisper again at his ear, and to feel himself rescued from the pool of slush in which he had been left to stand. “The approach is not all that can be desired,” remarked the detective as they entered what appeared to be. a low shed "The broken board has been put hack and securely nailed in place, and if I am not very much mistaken there is a fellow sta tioned in the yard who will want the pass-word too. Looks shady to me. 11l have something to tell the chief when I get back.” "But we' What are we going to do if we can not get in front or rear?” "We’re going tn wait right here tn the hopes of catching a glimpse of our man as he oomes out,” returned the detective, drawing George towards a low window overlooking the yard h* had described as sentinelled. "He will have to pass direct ly under this window on his way to the alley,’’ Sweetwater went on to explain, "and 1f I can only raise It but the noise would give us away. I can’t do that "Perhaps it swings on hinges,” sug gested George. "It looks like that sort •>( a window "If it should well’ it does Were in great luck, sir. But before I pull it open, remember that from the moment I un latch it. everything said or done here can be heard in the adjoining >ard. So no whispers and no unnecessary movements When you hear him coming, as sooner or later you certainl) will, tall careful!) to your knees and l«an out just far enough to catch a glimpse of him before he steps down from the porch If he stops to light his cigar or to pass a few words with some of the men he will leave behind, you may get a plain rtigh view of his face or figure to identify him The light Is burning low in that rear hall, but it win dn If It does not—if you can't see him or if you do, don’t hang out of the window more than a second Du- k after your first look I don't want t•> be <•;» ight a’ this with n< better opportunity for es*ap*« than w- • ave hen (’an y r» member all that ?' George pinched bls arn. encouragingly, and Hwe.-wHNr. with an amuse*! grunt. wide op**! for " • ’ ■ - f <l.Ol I • K- and the sijgM l;!Z> n diffuse! through the i proportions at their left The yard be twec’n. piled high in the center with snow heaps or other heaps covered w’ith snow, could not have been more than 40 feet square. The window from which they peered, was half-way down this yard, so that a comparatively short distance sepa rated them from the porch where George had been told to look for the man he was expected to identify. All was dark there at present, but he could hear from time to time some sounds of restless move ment. as the guard posted Inside shifted in his narrow quarters, or struck his be numbed feet softly together. But what came to them from above was more interesting than anything to be heard or seen below. A man’s voire, raised to a wonderful pitch by’ the pas sion of oratory, had burst the barriers of the closed hall in that tow’ering third story’ and was carrying its tale to other ears than those within. Had it been summer and the window’s open. both George and Sweetwater might have heard every word; for the tones were excep tionally rich and penetrating, and the speaker intent only on the Impression he was endeavoring to make upon his audi ence That he had not mistaken his power in this direction was evinced by the applause which rose from time to time from innumerable hands and feet. But this uproar would .be speedily si lenced, and the mellow’ voice ring out again, clear and commanding. What could the subject be to rouse such en thusiasm In the Associated Brotherhood of the Awl, the Plane and the Trowel? There was a moment when our listening friends expected to be enlightened. A shutter was thrown back in one of those upper window’s, and the window’ hurriedly raised, during which words took the place of sounds, and they heard enough to whet their appetite for more But only that. The shutter was speedily restored to place and the window again closed. A wise precaution, or so thought George, if they wished to keep their doubtful proceed ings secret. A tirade against the rich and a loud call to battle could be gleaned from the few sentences they had heard. But Its virulence and pointed attack was not that of the second-rate demagogue or business agent, but of a man whose In tellect and culture rang In every tone, and informed each sentence. Sweetwater, in whom satisfaction was fast taking the place if impatience and regret, pushed the window to before ask ing George this question: "Did you hear the voice of the man wi.ose action attracted your attention out side the Clermont?” "No." "Did you note just now’ the large shadow dancing on the ceiling above the speaker’s head?" ”Yes, but I could judge nothing from that " "Well, he’s a rum one. I shan’t open this window again till he gives signs of reaching the ci 1 of his speech. It's too cold.” Hut almost Immediately he gave a start and, pressing George’s arm, ap pearel to listen, not to the speech, which was no longer audible, but to something much nearer -a step or movement in the adjoining yard. At least, so George in terpreted tho quick turn which this im petuous detective made, and the pains he took to direct George’s attention to the walk running under the window beneath which they crouched. Some one was stealing down upon the house at their left, from the alley beyond. A big man, whose shoulder brushed the window as he went by. George felt bls hand seized again and pressed as this happened, and before he had recovered from this excite ment, experienced another quick pressure and still another, as one, two, three additional figures went slipping by. Then his hand was suddenly dropped, for a cry had shot up from the door where the sentinel stood guard, followed by a loud slam, and the noise of a shooting bolt, which, proclaiming as It did that the in vaders were not friends, but enemies to the cause which was being vaunted above, so excited Sweetwater that he pulled the window w’ide open and took a bold look out. George followed his example and this w’as what they saw: Throe men were standing fiat against the fence leading from the shed directly to the porch The fourth was crouch ing within the latter, and in another mo ment they hoard his fist descend upon the door inside in away to rouse the echoes Meantime, the voice in the au dience hall above had ceased, and there could be hoard instead the scramble of hurrying feet and the noise of overturn ing benches. Then a window flew up anti a voice calk’d down: "Who’s that? What do you want down there?” But before an answer could be shouted back, this man was drawn fiercely inside, and the scramble was renewed, amid which George heard Sweetwater’s whis per at his ear •‘lt's the police. The chief has got ahead of me Was that the man were after- the one who shouted down?” “No. Neither whs he the speaker. The voices are very different." •’We want the speaker If the boys get him. we’re all right, but If they don't wait, I must make the matter sure.” And with a bound he vaulted through the window, whistling in a peculiar way George, thus left quite alone, had the pleasure of seeing his sole protector mix with the boys, as he called them, and ultimately crowd In with them through the door which had finally been opened for their admittance. Then came a wait, then the quiet reappearance of the detective alone and In no very amiable mood "Well'’” Inquired George, somewhat ■ breathlessly. “Do you want me? They don’t seem to be coming out.” To Be Continued in Next Issue. All Ji H f Studied at the Uni- ee § kSwßk idiiblc environment f fffl fts "if J ol colle-e life mean. ••• wwWW •• wWFwF efficient preparation for a lucrative position. Semi lor catalog to Dean S. C. BENIDICT, M. D., Athens, Ga. — - , , j SOUTHERN COLLEGE OF PHARMACY Liifx. ’ It.ut b< honl Koqth Drug in th* In. 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Then 1 got a little girl friend to cut off my >ii< s, too, because 1 had read somewiiere that that would make them grow. Nobody noticed that anything espe cial had happened to my appearance until It suddenly dawned upon the fam ily at the supper table that I had lost my already slender claims to good looks, and that they had been sacri ficed upon the altar of early vanity. What is the use of remembering past scoldings! I got a very good one. v. tfleh I remember to this day. Also my eyelashes did not come in for a long time, and finally 1 had to be taken to a doctor, and salve was applied every night to make the hair grow. Some times tlie salve got into my eyes and made them smart, and at all events the performance made an indelible impres sion on my memory, so I have come to thick nice eyebrows and eyelashes quite invaluable to good looks. A Great Help. As clipping them proved perfectly useless, tn my ease, I doubt if it is of any use at all, though I know it is fre quently recommended. However, if the eyebrows are too scant, a little vase line will generally make them grow, and so will hair tonic if you use it regularly. Many people would have beautiful eyebrows if they only took a little eare of them, and I ofteb wonder why it is that girls who want to bo pretty don’t pay more attention to this very .impor tant feature In tho first place, there are the eye brows, which look dirty and untidy, because there are tiny particles of dati- Iruff in them. 1 think this eau be all removed if the eyebrows are scrubbed Nadine Face Powder {ln Green Boxes Only.) Alakes the Complexion Beautiful jZ ' "S. Soft and Velvety ’ s *’ ure » Vi, ! /The sott,'velvety '/ a Ppeafance re- “ / mains until pow» \ o<« . / det is washed off. Purified by a new process. Prevents Bunburn and return of discolorations. 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These scant eyebrows can be strengthened by con stant brushing, and they can be made to look darker by combing them with soapy water and letting the soap dry on them. A great many people have eyebrows that meet over the’bridge of the nose. This is supposed to be the sign of a jealous or melancholy disposition. I suppose if you can’t change your dis position it would be no harm to take away the guide post and pull out those quite superfluous hairs. Eyebrows can be trimmed into al most any shape with a little ten-cent pair of tweezers, and there is no reason why one should allow them to grow across the nose or to scatter, as they sometimes do, right in the middle of the arch. Very few girls have the pencilled eyebrow which is supposed to be such a natural beauty. More oT them have eyebrows that are made with a pencil, and look it. It is really not necessary to color the eyebrows artificially, unless thej' are absolutely white, or flax blonde —then they can sometimes be dark ened by brushing them with strong, black tea. Let the tea get just as dark as possible, have eyebrows clean and free from grease, and brush the tea over them. Massaging the eyebrows, pinching them and kneading the flesh beneath with the forefingers and thumb will often stimulate the growth and is an other way of making the line shapely. I think that many girls make a great mistake when they pencil an otherwise fine line of eyebrow, making it darker and thicker. These thick lines not only look artificial, but they take away from the refinement of the face and make it look coarse and heavy. For myself, I cultivate my eyebrows with a tiny little brush dipped in glyc erine and rosewater, half and half. I would no more think of going on the street without brushing my eyebrows than I would go out with my hair un tidy, or my shoes not polished, for I believe that the eyebrow has so much to do with making the face pleasing and attractive, and especially in mak ing one look tidy and well dressed. The Manicure Lady s e By William F. Kirk “POETS HAS GOT TO LIVE SOME HOW.” H T SURE had a great time last night, | George,” said the Manicure Lady. “I didn't know that any body could have so good a time in this here big selfish town. I was up to see Mister and Mrs, Mcßeth and I didn't get home at all. It was raining when the party broke up, and they wouldn't let me go home at all if I had wanted to go, which I didn’t. There was a sweet little girl there named Gibson, from Detroit, and between Mister Mcßeth’s recitations and the rest of the conver sation everything passed away lovely. I guess if father had been there he would have passed away as lovely as everything.” “Folks don’t have many good times in New York,” said the Head Barber. “There is too much of the downtown stuff and too little of the old gathering around-the-table' stuff. I was enter tained myself night before last up‘at a home in Harlem, and every minute I was there, looking at my up-state host and his wife. I was thinking how little real friendship gets a chance to get out among New York people in general The town is too big, kiddo, and that's all there is to it.” “Wilfred was there, too, last night,” said the Manicure Lady. “Poor brother was in fine fetter.” “In fine what?” asked the Head Barber. “In fine fetter," replied the Manicure Lady. “You mean in fine fettle,” corrected the Head Barber. “You ought to go to a finishing school with some of the tip money that you get.” “Never mind what I mean!” snapped the Manicure Lady. “Some of these days, George, you are going to prompt me once too, often, and you will be sor ry. I know a barber once that spoke out of his turn to a manicure girl and got a orange stick through the lobe of his ear. It made him look like one of them Fiji Islanders. You know they always have wooden pegs in their ears or their nose.” “When you try that on me be careful that your judgment of distance is good,” said the Head Barber. “I don’t want to hit a lady.” “Well. I wouldn’t probably do noth ing like that,” replied the Manicure Lady. “But, as I was saying, Wilfred was there, too, and he had the time of his life. There wasn’t no place for hl? to stay all night, so he had to go but he stuck until the last dog w hung, you can bet your'life on that. had a swell midnight lunch, and t'-» way he went to that would remind v ij of a whale swallowing a prophet \ n , other reason that he stuck arouni, sides the good eats, was that he’ had all the chance in the world to recite - A poems. He must have recited twent • of them. Some of them was worse : others.” “If I had a home I wouldn’t entertain poets,” said the Head Barber. “They recite too much.” “But you oughtn't to say that George,” answered the Manicure Lady' “Poets has got to live somehow." A CHANGE OF TONE. Von Blumer (roaring with Who told you to put that paper on the wall? ‘ Decorator—Your wife, sir. 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