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THE MAGAZWE PAGE “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 HIGH COST OF LIVING Most Serious Problem of Today. Due Largely to Sickness. Bead This Letter. CLIFTON MILLS. KY.—That the 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 woman's tonic, my back and head would hurt so had, day and night. I thought Hie pain would kill me. I was unable " attend to any of my household du ties. 1 had only taken three bottles of •ardui when I began to feel like a new woman. Within a few months 1 gained ' pounds, and now I not only do all own housework and washing, but. most of the time, run a big water mill while my husband runs the farm I wish every suffering woman would give <'ardui a trial, for I atn sure it "oubl help them, as it has me." \t an expense of $3.00. for three hot '' • of <'ardui. Mrs. Woods regained iter health and is now able to attend io the numerous duties which former- I) she either had to hire done or neg lect, thus increasing her cost of living Lady loader, ate you suffering from oy of the ailments so common to vnui ’•■x'.' Wouldn’t it be worth a few dol •is to you to feel well enough to look ■‘•Hr your daily work Try t'ttduf h H Write to: Lazlies Advisor I'lpl attanooga Medicine t'o., <'huttaltoo-i, ”'m , for Special Inatructlona. and '.I book, "llotm Treatment lor Worn •to sent in plain wrapper, on request (Advertisement ) 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 X /W A #!•: if.''. ' z MA / R A W. W WtWte ufW'L i v i. r !/-TA • - - 1W " 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. INCREASING THE PLEASURES OF THE TABLE Do von have variety enough in the food yon serve on your table? Or is there a sameness to your rtieal.s that becomes monotonous? Tr\ this change for one dinner each week. Cut out all meat and serve in its place a steaming dish of Faust Spaghetti. It is tender and finely flavored contains all the nour ishing elements of meat m a much more easily digested form. Tins Spaghetti dinner will mak, a pleasant ehang. for the fanil!) they'll enjoy It. Write for out Book "f Recipes well mail you one free Yout grocer sills I'ait I Spaghetti, .’><• and 10c a package. MAULL BROS. St. Lou l ' ** 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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Pryor St. Atlanta, Gn. * d w o clle y’ssan it am A ’ J 111' • i an '’ al ' inebriety and OmhJl Opium and Wniskv BWcot *?" iWff * » years thesi dlaeaaeKare curable Piulenta .<> . ti■•at. I at tin r ne» Conaultatloi confldei tial “ rjsMHfWftMlWr.Miri J" I '’ ,r *« f! >< wool I I<Y &. SON., Ko <I-A Via- tvr banliwluuu AtUuui. Ua. 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 Was Regained. 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