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THE QEOSQIAM’S MAGAZIME, PAGE — . - “Initials-Only” * By Anna Katherine Green A Thrilling Mystery Story of Modern Times (Copyright, 1911. Street & Smith.) ( Cop.'right, 1911, by Dodd, Mead & Co.) today ’S installment. There was sidence. Mr. Dunn thus ddressed attempted no answer: not for ’ flJ ll minute. The two men were meas iring each other—George felt that he did not count at all—and they were quite toe much occupied with this task to hM , rt rhe passage of time. To George, ht , knew little, if anything, of what th i S silent struggle meant to either, it cemed that the detective stood no show before this Samson of physical strength •nd intellectual power, backed by a pis iold lust within reach of his hand. But e George continued to look and saw the h‘_ ure of the smaller man gradually di late while that of the larger, the more potent and the better guarded, gave un mistakable signs of secret wavering, he slowly changed his mind and, ranging himself with the detective, waited for the word or words which should explain this situation and render intelligible the triumph gradually becoming visible in the young detective's eyes. But he was not destined to have his cu riosity satisfied so far. He might wit ness and hear, but it was long before he understood. ■Brotherson?” repeated their host, after the silence had lasted to the break ing point. “Why do you call me that?’’ ••Because it Is your name.” •You called me Dunn a minute ago.” •That is true." ' •Why Dunn, if Brotherson is my name?” ■Because you spoke under the name of Dunn at the meeting tonight, and if I do not mistake that is the name by which you are known here.” “And you? By what name are you known?” •It Is late to ask isn’t it? But I’m willing to speak it now, and I might not have been so a little earlier in our con versation. I am Detective Sweetwater, of the New York department of police, and my errand here is a very simple one. Some letters signed by you have been found among the papers of the lady whose mysterious death at the Hotel Clermont is just now occupying the attention of the New York authorities. If you have any information to give which will in any way explain that death, your presence will be welcome at Coroner Heath's office tn New York. If you have not, your presence will still be welcome. At all events, I was told to bring you. You will be on hand to accompany me in the morn ing. I am quite sure, pardoning the un conventional means I have taken to make •ure of my man?” The humor with which this was said seemed to rob it of anything like attack, and Mr. Brotherson. as we shall hereafter call him, smiled with an odd acceptance es the same, as he responded: “I will go before the police certainly. I haven't much to tell, but What I have is at their service. It will not help you, bnt I have no secrets What are you.do ing?' He bounded toward Sweetwater, who bed simply stepped to the window, lifted the slhade and looked across at the oppos ing tenement. “I wanted to see if it was still snow ing, explained the detective, with a smile, which seetned to strike the other like a blow. “If it was a liberty, please pardon it” Mr Brotherson drew back. The cold air of self-possession which he now assumed, presented such a contrast to the unwar ranted heat of the moment before that George wondered greatly over it, and later, when he recapitulated to me the whole story of this night, it was this in cident of the lifted shade, together with the emotion It had caused. which he ac knowledged as being for him the most inexplicable event of the evening and the one he was most anxious to hear ex plained. As this ends our connection with this affair. I will bid you my personal fare well I have often wished that circum- •«$ *£3L M> o 7 Cut down the cost of living LADIES, it is in your power to reduce * the outlay for food in your households and feed your families better. Serve less meat on your tables. Let a nut-brown dish of delicious FAUST brand SPAGHETTI take its place. It has all the nourishing elements of meat at about one-tenth its cost, and is ever so much easier digested. Faust Spaghetti is made from Durum wheat, so rich in body building gluten. And there are so many delicious ways in which it can be served. Write for free book of recipes. At all grocers —5c and 10c packages. Maul! Bros., St. Louis, Mo. stances had made it possible for me to accompany you through the remaining in tricacies of this remarkable case. But you will not lack a suitable guide. A Difference of Opinion. Al an earl) hour the next morning, Sweetwater stood before the coroner's desk, urging a plea he feared to hear re fused. He washed to be present at the interview soon to be held with Mr. Broth erson, and he had no good reason to ad vance why such a privilege should be al lotted him. “It’s not curiosity,” said he. “There’s a question I hope to see settled 1 can't communicate it—you would laugh at me; but it s an important one', a very impor tant one, and I beg that you will let me sit in one of the corners and hear what he says. I won’t bother and I’ll be very still, so still that he'll hardly notice me. Do grant me this favor, sir." The coroner. who had had some little experience with this man. surveyed him with a smile less forbidding than the poor fellow expected. "You seem to lay great* s Store by it,” said he: "if you want to sort those papers over there, you may." "Thank you. 1 don't understand the job. but I promise you not to increase the confusion. If I do. if 1 rattle the leaves too loudly, it will mean. 'Press him further on this exact point,' but I doubt if I rattle them, sir. No such luck." The last three words were uttered sotto voce, but the coroner heard him. and fol lowed his ungainly figure with a glance of some curiosity, as he settled himself at the desk on the other side of the room. “is the man—” he began, but at this moment the man entered, and Dr. Heath forgot the young detective, in his inter est In the new arrival. Neither dressed with the elegance known to the habitues of the Clermont, nor yet in the workman's outfit in which he had thought best to appear before the Associated Brotherhood, the newcomer advanced, with an aspect of open respect which could not fail to make a favorable impression upon the critical eye of the official awaiting him. So favorable, in deed. was this impression that that gen tleman half rose, infusing a little more consideration Tnto his greeting than he was accustomed to show to his prospect ive witnesses. Such a fearless ejie he had seldom encountered, nor was it often his pleasure to confront so conspicuous a specimen of physical and intellectual manhood. “Mr. Brotherson. I believe." said he, as he motioned his visitor to sit. “That is my name, sir." “Orlando Brotherson?’ 1 “The same, sir." “I’m glad we have made no mistake," smiled the doctor. "Mr. Brotherson, 1 have sent for you under the supposition that you were a friend of the unhappy lady lately dead at the Hotel Clermont.” “Miss Chailoner?" "Certainly: Miss Chailoner.” "I knew the lady. But—" here the speaker's eye took on a look as question ing as that of his interlocutor—"but in a way so devoid of all publicity that I can not but feel surprised that the fact should be known." At this, the listening Sweetwater hoped that Dr. Heath would ignore the sugges tion thus conveyed and decline the ex planation it apparently demanded. But the impression made by the gentleman's good looks had been too strong for this coroner's proverbial caution, and. handing over the slip of a note which had been found among Miss Chailoner's effects by her father, he quietly asked: "Do you recognize the signature?" "Yes, it is mine.” "Then you acknowledge yourself the author of these lines?" “Most certainly. Have I not said that this is my signature?” “Do you remember the words of this note. Mr. Brotherson?” “Hardly. I recollect its tenor, but not the exact words.” “Read them.” To Be Continued in Next Issue. The Ten Ages of Beauty * Vo 4—The Dora Giri vi •I i I ■ JSB / ■ -i r . ’ War T 1 i * I ’ Fa ■■■' ' &.•« f < v.-'- / ?^’ r * n ” 4 ' 0 This picture, by Nell Brinkley, is reproduced by permission from Good Housekeeping Magazine for September, and accompanies an article by Octave I zanne, entitled “The Storv of Furs and Muffs.” Bv MARGARET HUBBARD AYER. WHAT would have happened if Dora, David Copperfield's child-wife, had lived to grow old? Would she ever have learned to man age her household, her husband and babies, or would she have been eternal ly inefficient, childish and irresponsi ble? The Dora girl will always be a type of feminine beauty which many men will find bewitching, for the very help-’ lessness of her makes an instant ap peal to the masculine sense of protec tion. There she is. looking out of the win dow. waiting for HIM to come home. Perhaps he is late, detained by busi ness. or perhaps he has gotten into some foolish scrape and doesn’t want to bring his troubles home, because his child-wife is unequal to the burden of sharing them with him. Possibly they had ra quarrel in the morning before lie left. Something went wrong in the household, something that she could have avoided, and now she looks out of the window with her ten der little heart wrung in an agony of self-reproach, for the Dora girl always reproaches herself when it Is too late. Her experiences leave no Impression on her, and she gets no further in life's school, despite the hard lessons she has to master. She is either light-hearted and sun- Do You Know— A question as to the validity of a marriage which took place recently in Colombo. Ceylon, has arisen. The bride and bridegroom played a rather un usual practical joke at the ceremony, for the former dressed up as the btdde groom and the latter masqueraded in the woman's clothes, and the ceremony was quite through before the two peo ple concerned were identified. A Socialist boot manufacturer of Paris, who has just retired from the business after making a large fortune, has presented the factory and good will to his employees, to be carried on by them as a copartnership concern Among the Alps there are several postoffices at e height of 6,000 feet or 7.000 feet. One letter box, from which the postman makes four collections daily, is nearly 10,000 feet above the sea level. At St. Petersburg there Is a clogk with 96 faces. It tells the time of Hit day at 30 different places In the world, and the movement of the earth and other planets. Policemen and firemen In San Fran cisco have been ordered to do a twelve, mile walk once a week in order to check a tendency to cm pulency These wel • thirteen deaths f'om ac cidents It) hi m i xplo-ion iti the man utaettnr of explosivea In Great Biltai '<l Ml > l‘il I ny or in deepest despair of her own shortcomings. But generally she Is in capable of helping herself out of her troubles or of finding the key to her misfortunes. When the Dora girl makes a success of life, though, she has done more than the ordinary girl would be capable of. for she has had to triumph over herself, over her weak and clinging nature, over her childish feelings, and in competency. The strong character can hardly understand her trials .■ 1 her little childish temptations. It - only DANGER MARK NOW PASSED In Condition of Mrs. Hibbs, According to Advices From Morton’s Gap Morton's Gap. Ky.—"l was taken sick, and confined to my room and bed most of the time, for ten months.” writes Mrs. Louise E, Hibbs, of this place. ’ I had ulcers and then a tumor. Thy sec> nd doctor who treated me said the last chance was an operation, to remove the tumor, and when the third doctor was called in. he told me it was se rious and that it was doubtful If I would recover. "I couldn't consent to the operation, so I decided to try Cardui. When I had taken two bottles I felt better. In two months I could go about and do light housework. Now I feel well, and the tumor Is gone. "I do heartily recommend Cardui to suffering women. I am sure it will cure.” Cardui acts gently on the womanly organs, and has a strengthening effect on the entire womanly constitution. For over half a century Cardui has been successfully used by many thousands of women, for the numerous ailments peculiar to their sex, also as a general tonic, for building up their strength So if you suffer from ant of the ail ments so common to women, or if you need a good tonic to build up your strength don't wait longer, but do as tin t do take Cardui. Begin today. It will Mtiiely help you, as it has so many others. N H Writs to laxiies Advisor' I••pt . ' 'haiiniioiigu Mnllime Cu . Chatturvioga, Tenn for Spscial Instructions, ano • i IMi book, "lloinr Tl<-nluienl tot Worn •ti sent in plain wrappei on request (Advertisement I the Dora woman who has succeeded who can show her the way. One of these little Dora wives had reached the brink of matrimonial un happiness and her feet were already trembling over the dark waters. Her particular David had always been the most devoted husband, until lately, when he found his home occu pied by a mother-in-law. a sister-in law and various other relatives of his w'ife. Dora had weakly allowed this invasion of her home, and her kind heart could not bear the idea of saying "no” to any of her kin. The conse quence was that her husband's home no longer belonged to him, and being a very uncomfortable place, he avoided it as much as possible, and Dora looked out of the window and watched for him, until an older woman of her own kind came and pointed out her failings. "You'll have to choose.” said the older Dora, "whether it is worth while sacrificing a perfectly good husband to the whim of your own family. You chose him, and it is up to you to stick to him. You have virtually given his house away. His wife's time no longer belongs to him. so, naturally, he doesn’t come back. If you prefer the others, go with them, but this is a house di vided. which can not stand, and you will be the loser." And little Dora gathered up her cour age and gave formal notice to her rela tives that the house was David’s, and he would have to come first. They left in high dudgeon, but happiness and Da vid returned. Up-to-Date Jokes "Ah, Jack, old fellow! Haven’t seen you since your wedding, two years ago How goes matrimony?” "Very well, thanks. But. Jove, it's expensive comfort! The dressmaker alone. If I had known—” "You would have remained single, eh?" "No, no; but I would have married the dressmaker ” Fattier (severely)—Mrs. Grille has just been and told me you've broken four panes of glass In the greenhouse. Now, how did you do it? Son (who has read about George Washington)—Yes. father, T did it. I can not lie. Father —No. and you won't be able to sit either when I've done with you! Fetch tha* strap at once! A little slim child was enjoying his first glimpse of pastoral life. The set ting sun was gilding the grass and roses of the old-fashioned garden, and on a little stool be sat beside the farmer's wife, who was plucking a chicken He watched the operation gravely for some time. Then he spoke: "Do you take off their clothes every night, lady?" Proprietor tlet out of thia! Don't ton »•■•• my sign. "No fishing «n these ground*?" I ishi'iinan Yes. but I'm not fishing •oi the ground* 1 only want io fish in the water. Daysey May me and Her Folks THE CLINGING VINE. SO many vital questions come up for discussion at the Making Life More Beautiful Club that Daysey Mayme ,Appleton, its president, is urg ing that the most vital be sent to The Hague fol- solution. The story books say a man is "mas terful.” but in real life the women hand it to him without sugar by sayiftg he is "bossy." And they handle him in this careless, ungloved way in their de cisions at the sessions of the Making Life More Beautiful Club. A recent decision covered the state ment that it is better to go hungry than to eat when cross. “If our husbands,’’-the club members decided, "adopted tljat plan, they would starve to death.” At a recent meeting, one woman said she had been criticised unfavorably be cause she so often went out of town. “I go,” site said, “because the only time tny husband ever kisses me is when 1 take a train." Met with sighs from tile wives v. lio still cherish Ideals, and by snorts from those who don’t. But the real excitement was caused over an attempt to define the duties of a wife whose husband's ideal woman is "The Clinging Vine." 1 began with the testimony of a mili tant wife, whose hair fairly stood out on her head in resentment and anger. "I arise," site said, the willow plumes on her hat standing up like the quills of an angeied porcupine, “at six in the morning-.” “I get breakfast for a family of five; Advice to the Lovelorn By BEATKICE FAIKEAX. THE OPPORTUNITY WILL COME. Denr Miss I'airfax: I am anxious to make the ac quaintance of a girl about a year my junior. | have learned that she dots not speak to anybody without a propel introduction.- and I have no one to introduce me to her. YOURS IN ANXIETY. The girl is right, and I am sure you would respect her less if she spoke to you witliout being introduced. Be patient and wait. lam sure if the girl is intended for you the opportunity will come for knowing her. Os that be sure. KEEPING EVERLASTINGLY AT IT. Dear Miss Fairfax: Some time ago I made the ac quaintance of a charming young lady. One evening I passed a re mark referring to her In a Joking manner, which she took as an in sult. Having found out that I hurt her feelings, I wrote her a letter of apology, w hich she accepted. Nt>w. - when I meet her, she seems very distant toward me. I would like to know how I can gain her af fection back, as I now find that I have fallen very deeply in love with her. J. K. Tell her ,\?ou love her. Tell her fer vently and often. You are contrite for having offended. Prove your contrition is sincere. Pay iter every attention: he kind, be cour teous, be agreeable. Be ail that a lover should be, and refuse to be discour aged. A girl who is worth w inning is not always won easily. WOULD IT BE FOR THE BEST? Dear Miss Fairfax: 1 am eighteen years of age. and have been keeping company with a girl of the same age for the past six months, during which time we quarreled twice. Each time she came back ami asked me to renew friendship, but we had a slight dis agreement about a month ago. and she gave back the ring 1 gave her. Is there any way in which I could ■win back her love, for 1 love her very much, and I think she loves me. for she has told me so? JOHN M. Do you wish to make up that you may quarrel once more? It looks like it. and that would be a foolish waste of emotion and time. You say she “came back” time: if you really must make up It is your turn to go to her and beg pat don. 1 am sorry she has eaten so often of humble pie w ithout demand ing that you eat your portion. WHEN YOUR HAIR BRUSHES OUT You< hair it at sensitive at your tkin — even more to. It standi up under heavy hati, curling iront, and diseaset of the scalp, etc. But there ii a limit. When you comb and bruih your hair in the morning, watch for the ’■TRAILERS" that turn grey, fall out, and comb out with the fint morning bruih. You MUST know that there’s something wrong. If your hair was in good health, it wouldn’t fall out, nature never intended that. There is something wrong at the root of things-the hair needs a tonic-a restorer. When you are sick you take medicine. That is your first thought. Its turning grey, falling out, are both ways the hair has of “complaining of illness.’’ It can’t do it in any other wav. —Do YOUR part. Use- HAY’S HAIR HEALTH 51 00 and 50c at Drag Stores or direct opoa receipt at price and dealer's name Send 10c tor trial bottle. I’hilo Hay Spec. Co., Newark. N.J FOR SALE AND RECOMMENDED BY JACOBS' PHARMACY. Ry Frances L. Garside dress the three children for school, do the cleaning, and get to my office at nine. “I work there till five. aj)d after I get home at night I find time to get dinner, take care of my home, wait on my husband and children, and some time, somewhere, during the week's routine I find time to wash, iron, bake, sew and mend. "I earn more than my husband, and have done more than he toward our support since the day I married him. But I have never complained. "The other evening.” her voice so quivered with indignation she had to pause. A sympathetic woman handed hAr a drink, and. controlling her emo tion. she resumed. 'The other evening we had the preacher ■ for supper, and tny husband told him that his ideal woman was the < 'linging Vine!” Here she snorted so violently that the laces of her straight-front corset began to pop like popcorn over a hot blaze. "What I want to know is this: Can a woman support her family, and wash and scrub and bake, and be a Clinging Vine at the same time?” A murmur of protest and sympathy arose all over the hall. Seventeen wom en stood at once, and all began talking at once. Daysey May me rapped for or der in vain, and the meeting disbanded in confusion. However, it seemed to be the gen- . era! verdict that a woman to be a Clinging Vino must have a husband who supports her. She must also board, and have no household cares of any kind. "Women can’t be a Clinging Vine,” was the consensus of opinion. "If the man she marries isn’t strong enough to cling to.” So much Interest was aroused it -was decided to ask The Hague to inxestl gate the wage-earning ability of any man who says his ideal woman is a Clinging Vine. Either he must be ca pable of earning a good salary, or be compelled to change his ideal. WOMEN, AVOID OPERATIONS Many Unsuccessful And Worse Suffering Often Fol lows. Mrs. Rock’s Case A Warning. « The following letter from Mrs. Orville Rock will show how unwise it is for wo men to submit to the dangersof a surgical operation when often it may be avoided by taking Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound. She was four weeks in the hospital and came home suf fering worse than before. Here is her own statement. Paw Paw, Mich. — “Two years ago 1 suffered very severely with a displace- w ,J, A ** Si try Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Com pound, and I did. Today I am well and strong and do all my own housework. I owe my health to Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound and advise my friends who are afflicted with any female complaint to try it. ’’ Mrs. Orville Rock, R. R. No. 5, Paw Paw, Michigan. If you are ill do not drag along until an operation is necessary, but at once take Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound. For thirty years it has been the stan dard remedy for women’s ills, and has restored the health of thousands of suf fering women. Why don’t you try it? WILTON JELLICO COAL $4.75 Per Ton SEPTEMBER DELIVERY The Jellico Coal Co. 82 Peachtree Street Both Phones 3668 While on the Pacific Coast read the San Francisco Examiner ment.' I could not be on my feet for a long time. My phy sician treated me for several months with out much relief and at last sept me to Ann Arbor-for an op eration. I was there four weeks and came home sufferingworse than before. M y mother advised me to