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“Initials Only” * By Anna Katherine Green
A Thrilling Mystery Story of Modern Tinies
(Copyright, 1911, Street & Smith.)
Copyright. 1911. by Dodd, Mead & Co.)
TODAY’S installment.
■ Xo. they've gone the other way. It
nas a red hot anarchist meeting, and
no mistake. They have arrested one of
(he speakers, but the other escaped. How.
ve have not yet found out; but 1 think
t here's away out somewhere by which
he got the start of us. He was the man
I wanted you to see. Bad luck. Mr. An
derson. but I'm not at the end of my
resources. If you'll have patience with
me and accompany me a little further,
1 promise you that I’ll only risk one
more failure. Will you be so good, sir?''
The Incident of the Lifted Shade.
The fellow had away with him hard
to resist. Cold as George was and ex
hausted by an excitement of a kind to
which he was wholly unaccustomed, he
found himself acceding to the detective's
request; and after a quick lunch and a
huge cup of coffee in a restaurant which
I wish I had time to describe, the two
took a car which eventually brought them
into one of the oldest quarters of the bor
ough of Brooklyn.
The sleet which had stung their faces
in he streets of New York had been left
behind them somewhere on the bridge,
hut the chill was not gone from the air.
and George felt greatly relieved when
Sweetwater paused in the middle of a
long block before a lofty tenement house
of mean appearance, and signified that
here they were to stop, and that from
now on mum was to be their watchword.
George was relieved I say. but he was
also more astonished than ever. What
kind of haunts were these for the cultured
gentleman who spent his evenings at the
Clermont? It was easy enough in these
days of extravagant sympathies to un
derstand such a man addressing the un
easy spirits of lower New York he had
been called an enthusiast, and an en
thusiast is often a social agitator—
hut to trace him afterwards to a
place like this was certainly a sur
prise. A tenement —such a tenement as
this-meant home —home for himself or
for those he counted his friends, and such
a supposition seemed inconceivable to
my poor husband, with the memory of
the gorgeous parlors of the Clermont in
his mind. Indeed, he hinted something of
the kind to his affable but strangely r< -
t'cent companion, but all the answer ho
got was a peculiar smile whose humor
ous twist he could barely discern in the
semi-darkness of the open doorway into
which they had just plunged.
“An advet. re! certainly an adventure' '
flashed throng! >oor George's mind, as he
peered, in great curiosity down the long,
hall before him, I’to a dismal rear, open
ing into a still more dismal court. It was
truly a novel experience for a business
man whose philanthropy was carried on
entirely by proxy—that is. by his wife.
Should he be expected to penetrate into
those dark, ill-smelling recesses, or would
he be led up the long flights of naked
stairs, so feebly illuminated that they
gave the impression of extending indefi
nitely into dimmer and dimmer heights of
decay and desolation?
Sweetwater seemed to decide for the
rear, for leaving George, he stepped down
the hall into the court beyond, where
George could see him casting inquiring
glances up at the "’alls above him. An
other tenement, similar to the one whose
rear end he was comtemplating, towered
behind but he paid no attention to that.
He was satisfied with the look he had giv
en and came quickly back, joining George
at the foot of the staircase, up which he
silently led the way.
It was a rude, none-to-well-cared-for
building, but it seemed respectable
enough and very quiet, considering the
mass of people it accommodated. There
were marks of poverty everywhere, but no
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Most Serious Problem of
Today. Due Largely to
Sickness. Bead
This Letter.
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high cost of living is due largely to
sickness, especially among the women
folks, no one can doubt, but in the fol
lowing letter from Mrs. Sylvania
Woods. of this place, it is brought more
forcibly home to us:
Before I began to take Cardui. the
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while my husband runs the farm
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squalor. One flight—two flights—three--
and then George*s guide stopped, and.
looking back at him,made a gesture. It
appeared to beonc of caution, but when
the two came together at the top of the *
staircase. Sweetwater spoke quite natur- 1
ally as he pointed out a door in their rear:
“ That’s the room. We’ll keep a sharp (
watch and when any man. no matter what '
his dress or appearance comes up these
stairs and turns that way. give him a
sharp look. You understand?”
“Yes; but—”
“Oh. he hasn’t come yet. I took pains
to find that out. You saw me go into
the court and look up. That was to see
if his window was lighted. .Well, it
wasn't.”
George felt non-plussed.
’ But surely.” said he, “the gentleman
named Brotherson dosn’t live here.”
“The inventor does.”
“Oh!”
“And—but I will explain later.”'
The suppressed excitement-' contained
in these words made George stare. Inded,
( he had been wondering for some time at !
the manner of the detective which shov.--
ed a curious mixture of several opposing
emotions. Now, the fellow was actual.
. in a tremble of hope or impatience;- and. I
not content with listening, he peered every
few minutes down the well of the stair
case. and when he was not doing that,
tramped from end to end of *he narrow
passage-way seperating the had of the
, stairs from the door he had pointed out.
i like one to whom minutes were hours.
1 ; All this time he seemed to forget George
who certainly had as much reason as
, . himself for finding the time long. But
! when, after some half hour of this ted mm ’
I I and suspense, there rose from below the ,
, ! faint clatter of isuondii g footsteps, he ie- •*
, membered his meek companion .:n I becko- |
ning him| to one side, began a studied 1
conversation with him,* showing him a
I note-book in which he had written such
phrases as these:
Don’t look up till he is fairly in range
i with the light.
There’s nothing to fear: he dosn’t know
. either of us.
If it is a face you have seen before;
1 if it is the one we are expecting to see.
, pull your necktie straight. It’s a little on
’ one one side.
[ These rather startling injunctions were ;
f read by George, with no very perceptible!
diminution of the uneasiness which it was j
. only natural for him to feel at the oddity ;
of his poison. Rut only the demand last I
» made produced any impresion on him. ;
> The man they were waitink for was no -
further up than the second floor, but in- •
• stinctively George’s hand had flown to I
» his necktie, and he was only stopped from
r its premature re-arrangement by a warn
ing look from Sweetwater.
« “Not unless you know him.” whisper
; ed the detective: and immediately launch
i ed out into an easy talk about some to
tally different business which George ;
> neither understood, nor was expected to.
I I I dare say.
I ■ Suddenly the steps below paused, and ;
! George beard Sweetwater draw in his
breath in irrepressible dismay. But they
’ were immediately resumed, and presently
[the head and shoulders of a workingman
'I of uncommon proportions appeared in
i sight on the stairway.
‘ George cast him a keen look, and his
! hand rose doubtfully to his neck and then .
■ fell back again. The approaching man j
‘ was tali, very well-proportioned and easy I
1 of carriage, but the face—such of it as ■
• could be seen between his cap and the
• high collar he had pulled up about his |
' ears, conveyed no exact impression to j
' George's mind, and he did not dare to g.ve j
the signal Sweetwater expected from !
' him. Yet a/ the man went by with a |
‘ dark and sidelong glance at them both, he j
“ felt his hand rise again, though he did ‘
• not complete the action, much to his own .
> disgust and to the evident disappointment 1
, of the watchful detective.
“You’re not sure'.” he now heard, oddly
interpolated in the stream of half-whisp-!
ered tai!; with which the other endeavored |
to carry off the situation.
George shook his head. He could not
rid himself .of the old impression he had
formed of the man in the snow.
“Mr. Dunn, a word with you,” suddenly I
spoke up Sweetwater, to the man who (
| had just passed them. "That’s your
. name, isn’t it?”
•‘Yes, that is my name.” was the quiet i
response, in a voice'Which was at once |
x rich and resonant; a voice which George
knew the voice of the impassioned speak T
< r he had heard resounding through* the .
sleet as he cowered within hearing in (
the shed behind the Avenue A tene
ment. "Who are you who wish to speak e
to me at so late an hour?”
He was returning to them from the I
« door he had unlocked and left slightly c
ajar. (
’ "Well, we are You know what,”
1 smiled the ready detective, advancing
halfway to greet him “We’re not mem
bers of the Associated Brotherhood, bitt 1
1 possibly have hopes of being so. At all 1
. events, we should like to talk the matter
over. if. as you say, it's not too late.” I
“I have nothing to do with the club-” €
“But you spoke before it.” ,
“Yes.” v
I "Then you can give us some sort of an
idea how we are to apply for member- '
ship.” f
Mr. Dunn met the concentrated gaze
of his two evidently unwelcome visitors
with a frankness which dashed George’s
confidence in himself, but made little vis
f ible impression upon his daring compan
ion x
“I should rather see you at another '
I time,” said he ‘But”—his hesitation i
was inappreciable save to the nicest ear- t
I “if you will allow me to be brief, I will v
tell you what 1 know which is very* lit
tle.”
Sweetwater was greatly taken aback. 1
All he had looked for, as be was careful :i
to tell my husband later, was a suffi- <
1 cientlx prolonged conversation to enable C
George to mark anfl study the workings
of the face he was not yet sure of. Nor
did the detective feel quite easy at the <.
readiness of his reception; nor anj too
well pleased to an ept the invUation which
, ihi? man now gave them to enter his '
1 room |
ÜBut he suffered no betrayal of his mis
givings to esoapp him. though he was ‘
; careful to intimate to Georgo. as they -
waited in the doorway for the other to
light up, that he should not he displeased
at his refusal to accompany him further ;i
in this adv*nture. and even advised him <
to remain in the hall till he received his
i summons to enter a
But George had not come as far as .
this to back out now, ami as soon as
he -;aw ,sw«-etwater advance into the now v
well-lighted interior he advanced too and <•
began to look around him
The K.om. like many others in these
d|i> fashiom d tenements, had a jog just \
when- the door was, so that on entering
they had to take several steps before thev
could get a full glinips* of its four walls v
When th* v did, both showed surprise
< •<.nifori if not **legan< e, confronted them,
| whh b Impression however, was hmm - I
diately lost in the rvi<lem-es work, v
manual as well a- inielh < tual, which
wi-ii eevrywhere Mrrfftereu about
To 45c Continued in Next legue.
The Ten Ages of Beauty
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This picture by Nell Brinkley, is
September, and accompanies an
By MARGARET HIBBARD
AYER.
wouldn’t think that tins dis
dainful young person with the
falcon perched on her wrist, in
ter courtly dress and high, gold-ent
troidered cap was the ancestress of
iur athletic girl of today. But she is.
When the fust u Oman made up her
nind that she would stay at home no
nnger. but would'ride to the hunt with
he men folks, she created just as much
f a sensation is the first woman avia
or—and. oh. dear, how they did talk
bout her!
Os course, the athletic girl had ap
peared in Pagan times, but during the
arly Christian era. and the following
ark ages, it wasn't considered nice for
young lady to do anything at all but
tand around in stained glass attitudes,
nd wait for a possible husband to re
urn from the crusade.
When she was too old to be an;
ringer attractive, she was made to do
very kind of work and quickly devel
oped into an old hag. so that there
i ere only very young girls and ver.'
Id ones, and neither of them stirred
ar from home. ,
Then came the great innovation. 1
uppose sotpe fine lady like this one
rith the spirit of a Columbus, and tho
outage of a lion, decided that sin
ras bored to death with things as they
vere, and that she would stand no
rmger leaning out over the parapet of
he castle, watching and waiting for’
omething to happen, but Ijtiat she
vould go out with the men and get
he exercise, the excitement, the fresh
ir and the fun that they found 1n the
base.
>o She Did.
And so site did. No woman had ever
one this before, not since the year one
nyliow. and It was looked upon as a
ricked and immoral thing, for if you
hink that people gossip nowadays, you
light to read the pleasant things they
aid about eae.lt other in the Middle
iges. so properly called dark. No wom
n who was pretty esettped slander, un
■ss She locked herself up in a cloister,
ml the fact that every right-minded
person looks upon gossiping nowadays
piih disgust shovw'- that the world Is
ertainly growing bettci.
Well tile busy-bodies got together
phen they saw this beautiful lady
lounting In r palfrey, which is medic
al sot a hotse. She didn’t weal 1 a
Ivlded skirt, hut she did wear a low
i-eked dress Tin- jicople of her time
.Ollld hate been allocked Io death at
he one, and oven we, broad-minded as
.■ are, might object to tin oth< r. i
' repi'tidiiced by permission from '
Article by Octnve I’/anne. entitled '
|:i;it suie if a we.itan rode down Fifth
avenue in a lo? -necked riding habit
she would be quickly and quietly led to
the police station, and from thence to
the psychopathic ward of some hos-
, pital.
The first athletic lady w ore her hand
somest clothes to go hunting In. In
that she was entirely feminine, be
cause her escort was composed of men.
In those days women dressed to im
press the other sex, while now they
dress to be envied of their own.
This great lady wore a magnificent
I surtout sort of robe of green velvet,
i bordered with ermim—for sin was a
person of high degree, and to wear
ermine was her privilege and right.
Her petticoat was a gorgeous tiling of
heavy silk embroidered in gold and
precious stones —tile teal kind—were
set among the golden flowers.
She wore very elaborate slippers,
too. They had points about an inch
| long and were made of kid or satin or
velvet, embroidered so thickly with silk
or golden threads that you had to
guess at the material beneath.
Hundreds of Them.
Hundreds of these slippers are pre
[ served in the Museum of Cluny in
|Pa “is and other pla< es. The ladies of
those times undoubtedly had small
feet, but they were quite broad across
the totes and were not the long, nar
row, aristocratic foot which is the
present ideal in that line.
But the most wonderful thing about
this first out-of-door girl was her
headgear. Fancy going out into the
woods with a cap on your head that
was two feet high. And just think
how your dignity would suffer if some
low, bending branch of the tree sud
denly knocked it off your head, dis
playing tile simplest coiffeur of today.
Sleek, parted hair, the long braids
twisted up tight in a kind of a cabu
ehoti effect over each car
However, the great lady's way was
probablj made clear for her, and there
wore no mishaps on the first hunt, for
sin went again, again other ladies of
equal rank joining her, whin they saw
the effect of outdoor sport upon the
lady's health and tempei.
Think what it must have meant to
t Item to get out of doors, to get th*
splendid exercise of the chase, bosidis
the excitement and inti-Kst of it all
after being shut up most of the tlitu
No wonder if, on their return, these
first athletic girls started a new anil
at 111 more dating innovation. They
<!i elded the) wanted a hath, and the)
took Ope,
The .Midili* Ages were thedut) ages,
and lite woman who first took a cold
bath fell undi I the dl»|>lcu»uii and b
Good Housekeeping Magnzine for
“The Slory of Furs and Mtifi's.’’
of all the neighbors who heard about it.
for such a thing had never been done
• before. Undoubtedly it was the devil’s
> work, said these neighbors, to whom
whispering servants brought the. tales
of secret and thorough ablutions in cold
water.
“Why should she want to wash? No
hod)- els does.’' said the gossips. "Wa
ter should be used to drink and to
cook with: it is ungodly to cleanse one.
self so oft' n. She is no better than she
should be.”
Had to Suffer.
And so the first athletic girl had to
suffer from the malicious and envious
remarks of her friends who watched
her glow more beautiful day by day.
and attributed it to a secret under
standing which she had with the devil
instead of to lite cold baths in which
she had begun to delight, and which
she took daily until she was old in age,
but never old in looks
Exercise and cleanliness have gone
hand in hand et er since, for this out
of-door gil l han led down the secret of
her perennial youth and beauty to he:
children.
From anaemii. sfckl)-looking crea
ture.-. the woman of the Middle Ages
blossomed out in the Renaissance in a
magnificent superbly vital creature,
glowing with health which we see in
the paintings of Titian.
They did not know that they owed
their looks and beauty to that daring
spirit who first attempted out-of-door
exercise, and then biought baths into
fashion, but they did And beauty Is
to be bought nowadays at the same
price—exercise, fresh air and plenty of
w ater.
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Advice to the Lovelorn
By Beatrice Fairfax
A FATAL MISTAKE.
Dear Miss Fairfax:
I am 29 years of age. and have
been keeping company with a man
two years my senior, for the last
four years, whom 1 deeply love. I
felt he was in love with me. so
proposed to him, as he is a little
backward.' That was three weeks
ago, and I have not heard from him
since. What can I dn?
M A BEL G. '
My dear, you can do nothing. You
have frightened him away forever,
and I am not sure it doesn't serve you
right.
A man wants a woman so long as
there is an element of uncertainty In
the pursuit. As soon as he sees she is
as crazy about him. he loses interest.
You have let this man see you are more
anxious, for him that he was for you.
That was a fatal mistake. Pay no
further attention to him. and if he
comes back, which I doubt, regard your
proposal as a joke.
YOUR MOTHER WOULDN'T ASK IT.
Dear Miss Fairfax:
1 have been keeping company
with a young man for two years, i
do not love him. but know that he
loves me I have a ring from him.
We hav< been angry twice already.
Everything he wants his way. He
doesn't want me to pal with my
friends. You might ask why I ac
cept a ring from him. My mother
Up-to-Date Jokes
“What does this mean. Bridget?” ex
claimed the lady of the house, return
ing from shopping
"The telephone’s been taken out.”
"Sure, ma'am, the girl across the way
came over and said her missus /Would
like to use it for a little while, and I
sint it over to her; but I had a terri
ble job gettin' it unscrewed from the
wall, ma'am.”
Little James, while at a neighbor’s,
was given a piece of bread and butter,
and politely said "Thank you."
"That's right. James,” said the lady.
"I like to hear little boys say 'Thank
you.' "
Well," rejoined James, "if you want
to hear me say it a.gain, you might put
some jam on it.”
Reference to newspaper headings re
calls one of the neatest we ever re
member. A number of casks of whis
key had been washed ashore on the
cast coast of Scotland, and the witty
Celtic sub-editor entitled the para
graph :
"Spirits from the vasty deep.”
Buttons (Western hotel) —That new-
< enter says that you are starving him.
Proprietor (furiously)—Tell him I'll
i make him eat his words.
Buttons—l did. sir; and he said they
would be better than nothing.
Blnks—Tomlin is one who suffers
from liver. He has a little canter every
morning before breakfast.
Winks —Yes, I know. And he has a
pretty big de-canter every night after
dinner.
He—Why do you say I'm the most
obstinate person living?
She—This is the seventeenth time
you've proposed to me.
He—Yes; and what about your obsti
nacy, considering you’ve refused me
every time?
"Yes." said Charles, "I have had some
trying experiences in my time. I was
I struck senseless once.”
"And when,” asked Sybil archly, "do
you expect to recover?"
A well known bishop, being told by a
country parson, "My lord, I have not
had a holiday for five years." replied:
"Then I'm sorry for your congrega
t ion."
The Brute—l think women are much
better looking than men.
The Girl—Oh! naturally.
The Brute—No. artificially.
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says he is a good boy. Do you
think I could learn to love this
man? Does it pay to sacrifice my
life and happiness for my moth
er's sake? A. M.
Your mother wouldn’t ask you to
such a sacrifice. You did wrong
in accepting the ring. Give it back
and tell the man you don't love him,
and never again make the mistake of ;
trying. Love, my dear. Is never a mat
ter of will.
MAKE iT AN ISSUE.
Dear Miss Fairfax:
I am keeping company with a
young man about my age. i care
for him verj' much and he seems to
return his love for me. But every
time I ask him to my home he ob
jects and says he is ashamed.
B R. N.
Tell him to come to your home of 1
you will no longer see him It is never
fair to a girl to ask her to meet her
lover on the streets. I may go farther !
and say it is really an evidence of laclt!
of respect.
YOU ARE TOO HUMBLE.
Dear Miss Fairfax:
1 am a girl of twenty and a few
weeks ago 1 was going with a young
man two years my senior. He went
off on a visit. I received word front
him every day while he was gone.
On one occasion I told him I wm
going to have company from a
nearby town After this I never I
heard from him. I wrote a letter o
of apology, hut in vain. M. E. B.
Unless you really owed him an apol
ogy, you were wrong in making one.
You did no. wrong in inviting other'
friends to call. Stand on your own.
rights, and if he remains angry be glad
that you are not marriexi to a man so
unreasonable. 4
MRS. STEVENS
RECOVERS
After Years of Suffering.
Tells How Her Health
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Vegetable Compound has restored my
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F. A. Peaslee, R. F. D., Box 88.
Because your case is a difficult one,
doctors having done you no good, do not
continue to suffer without giving Lydia
E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound a
trial. It surely has remedied many cases
of female ills, such as inflammation, ul ■
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may be exactly what you need.
If you want special advice write to
Lydia E. Pinkham Medicine Co. (confi
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be opened, read and answered by a
woman and held in strict confidence-
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There has been many cases of piles
cured by a single 50c box of Tetterine.
Tetterine cures all skin and scalp erup
tions, itching piles, dandruff, old sores,
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Tetterine can be had at all druggists or
by sending 60c to J. H. Shuptrine. Sa
vannah, Ga.
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$4.75 Per Too
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82 Psachtree Street I
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and so nervous I
could not do any
thing. The doctors
treated me for dif
ferent things but did
me no good. I got
so bad that I could
not sleep day or
night. While in this
condition I read of
Lydia E. Pinkham’s
Vegetable Com
pound, and began
