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THE QEOR>O!AIM’S MAGAZINE PAGE “Initials. Only * By Anna Katherine Green A Thrilling Mystery Story of Modern Times Copyright, 1911, Street * Smith.) (L - pyright, 1911, by Dodd, Mead & Co.) TODAY’S INSTALLMENT. ■ The first fact to startle us as we made r way up through the crowd which t ./,i halls and staircases was this: A . i; had been found and, though he had p, . r forbidden to make more Ghana cur wn examination of the body till the 1 r, ner came, he had not hesitated to de clare after his first look that the wound r ' been made by a bullet but by F ‘ me sharp and slender weapon thrust I n . e by a powerful hand. (You mark that. Mr Gryce.) As this seemed impos sible in face of the fact that the door had been found buttoned on the inside, we did not «i' e much credit to his opinion and began our work under the obvious theory of an accidental discharge of some gun from one of the windows across the court, p, • the doctor was nearer right than we opposed. When the coroner came to look j nl „ the matter, he discovered that the wound was not only too small to have been made by the ordinary bullet, but that there was no bullet to be found In the woman's body or anywhere else. Her heart had been reached by a thrust and r nt by a shot from a gun. Mr. Gryce, have you not heard a startling repeti ,..in of this report in a case nearer at hand? But to go back. This discovery, so important if true, was as yet—that is, at the time of our entering the room—llm i>e,l to the off-hand declaration of an ir responsible physician, but the possibility ft involved was of so astonishing a na ture that >’ influenced us unconsciously In investigation and led us almost immc nately into a consideration of the niffl.-ulties attending an entrance into, as well as an escape from, a room situated as this was. "I'p three flights from the court, with tin communication with the adjoining rooms save through a door guarded on both sides by heavy pieces of furniture no one person could handle, the hall door butti ned on the inside, and the fire es cape sente 15 feet to the left, this room of death appeared to be as removed from the approach of a murderous outsider as th* spot in the writing room of the Cler mont where Miss Chailoner fell. "otherwise, the place presented the gn.iiest contrast possible to that scene of splendor and comfort. I had not en tered the Clermont at that time, and no stub comparison could have struck my mind. But I have thought of it since, ins yott. with your experience, will not find it difficult to picture the room where this poor woman lived and worked. Bare walls, with just a newspaper illustration pinned up here and there, a bed - tragi cally occupied at this moment—a kitchen stove on which a boiler, half-tilled with steaming clothes still bubbled and' foamed —an old bureau, a large pine wardrobe against an inner door which we later found to have been locked for months, and tb» key lost--some chairs and most pro nounced of all, because of its position di rectly before the window, a pine bench supporting a wash tub of the old sort. rn —Ta ?oo H if PS&W 1 tocml IE? B®. ky^fcci tkA?UJ«? firjj £% nig Wh £?Ffl fi ms ss ® < *ac?*sHsS®»» r Anty Drudge on Washboiler Dangers. AZ/.ss Carrie New—“lsn’t it too bad about Mrs. Blank’s little boy? He fell in a steaming washboiler and was scalded.” -4”/iy/M/zZ.ge—“Yes, it is a pity. Why women will boil clothes, when it is not only dangerous but a useless nuisance, I can’t see. I must tell Mrs. Blank how much easier and better she can wash her clothes with Fels-Naptha in cool or lukewarm water without boiling.” Have you the once-a-week backache? Do you know what causes it? Simply long, continued bending and straightening over a washboard. But you cannot afford to have a wash erwoman or send clothes to a laundry. What are you going to do? Do your washing the Fels-Naptha way and Fels-Naptha will loosen the dirt so that a few light rubs will take it out easily. No boiling needed —only cool or luke warm water, winter or summer. Full directions on the red and green wrapper. “As it was here the woman fell, this tub naturally received the closest exam ination. A board projected from its fur ther side, whither it had evidently been pushed by the weight of her falling body; and from Its top hung a wet cloth, mark ing with its lugubrious drip on the boards beneath the first heavy moments of si lence which is the natural accompani ment of so serious a survey. On the floor to the right lay a half used cake of soap just as it had slipped from her hand. The window was closed, for the temperature was at the freezing point, but It had been found up. and It was put up now to show’ the height at which it had then stood. As we all took our look at the house wall opposite, a sound of shouting came up from below. A dozen children were sliding on barrel staves down a slope of heaped up sonw. They had been engaged In this sport all the afternoon and were our witnesses later that no one had made a. hazardous es cape by means of the ladder of the fire escape, running, as I have said, at an almost unattainable distance toward the left Os her own child, whose cries had roused the neighbors, nothing was to be seen. The woman in the extreme rear had carried it off to her room; but when we came to see it later, no doubt was felt by any of us that this child was too young to talk connectedly, nor did 1 ever hear that it ever said anything which could In any way guide Investigation. And that is as far as we ever got. The coroner s jury brought in a verdict of death by means of a stab from some unknown weapon in the hands of a person also unknown, but no weapon was ever found, nor was it ever settled how the attack could have been made or the mur derer escape under the conditions de scribed. The woman was poor, her friends few. and the case seemingly inexplica ble So after creating some excitement by its peculiarities, it fell of its own weight. But I remembered It, and in many a spare hour have tried to see my way through the r.o-thoroughfare it pre sented. But quite in vain. Today, the road is as blind as ever, but"—here Sweetwater's fat e sharpened and his eyes burned as he leaned closer and closer to the older detective "but this second case, so unlike the first in non-essentials but so exactly like it in just those points which make the mystery, has dropped a thread from its tangled skein into my hand, which may yet lead us to the heart of both.. Can you guess—have you guessed what this thread is? But how could you, without the one clew I have not given you? Mr. Gryce, the tenement where this occurred is the same I visited the other night in search of Mr. Broth erson And the man characterized at that time by the janitor as the best, the quietest and mast respectable tenant in the whole building, and the one you re member whose window opened directly opposite the spot where this woman lay dead. was Mr Dunn himself, or. in other words, our late redoubtable witness. Or lando Brotherson." To Be Continued in Next Issue. Beauty Secrets of Footlight Favorites A Simple Method of Caring For the Complexion By PEGGY DANA. M3ST women admit that there is nothing quite so good as mas sage for keeping the face young, the complexion clear and the skin in good condition. But the trouble is, who has time to have regular massage treatment? Cer tainly no girl who has her living to make, whether she is on the stage or in an office. Then there is the constant question of expense. A good massage treatment costs from $1 to $3, accord ing to the time and amount and quality of the creams and lotions used. Few of us have that to spend on beauty culture and so we have to try other and less expensive ways of retaining our looks The woman on the stage thinks more of her appearance because it Is a real asset. The girl who makes a good, pretty stage picture is sure of a job. and the one who looks ugly must search for another position. That is why even very young actresses begin to take care of their looks, and also why it is worth while finding out how they do it. Five minutes daily massage keeps my complexion in good condition, and I am perfectly willing to tell you how I do it. though, afte: you have found out. you will think it the most simple thing in the world. No Water. To begin with, then, I never use water on my face at all. That is because I have to travel a good deal—or. rather. 1 did have to before I was in this play— and the water in the different cities, and even in the different hotels, varies so much, and is often so hard and bad for the skin, that I gave up using it on my face. I get a good, soft and almost fluid cold cream and use a very simple lotion that I make myself. This is made of the great, big cucumbers that one can get just now for almost nothing Peel the cucumber, being very careful that you get ail the green and yellow parts off. Take out the seeds as well, and then mash the pulp up and add a little water, just enough to cover. Put this in a saucepan on the stove, and after It has come to a boil set it back on the stove to simmer until the water is all absorbed. Take the mixture off the stove and strain it through a fine piece of muslin. Add about four times the amount of rose water, or if you want to have a cheaper preparation use just plain boiled water. This is the foundation of the best bleach and lotion for the face. In win ter time I add a few drops of glycerine, but I prefer it without in summer, as the glycerine is so sticky. But I must go back to my treatment. Having cleaned off my face thoroughly, I wash it with this cucumber lotion, using just a little on a dab of cotton. Then I apply some more cream, as lain sure my face is quite ctean now, and that all the impurities are washed away. Massage. At almost any drug store you can get a small cup of glass with a rub ber ball at the et]d. They are called suction cups, and they come in almost all sizes. J have them in four sizes, one for my face, one, for my neck, one for the eyes and one for the forehead. Place the cup over that portion of the face that you wish to massage and press the bulb. A very little of the flesh is taken up in the cup. Pass the One Who Wooes the Muses "Listen, darling, to love's refrain: Don't let my pleading be In vain. How I long to caress, and call you dear. And am happy only when you are near. Think of my sad and lonely life; How I miss the care of a loving wife. No one to watch for my coming home. When night draws near and work is done; No little babies to romp on the floor And laugh with delight as I enter the door; No one to greet me with heart and hand— A lonely life has the bachelor man. Listen, darling, to Love's refrain Don't let my pleading be in vain. That some day you will cheer this life. And promise to be my own sweet wife." IN these words B. C. tries to express his love for a girl he wants to mar • ry. "I have been corresponding with her for some time," he writes, "and want to marry her, hut am too bashful to propose. Would she say 'Yes' after reading that poem?" Now. that is a question that only the girl herself can answer. Love comes In many disguises, and If it comes in its familiar form, or dressed like a harlequin, it makes little difference to dfrrttectlfouUeff! FOUNTAINS. HOTELS. OR ELSEWHERE Get the Original and Genuine HORLICK’S MALTED MILK aietJmilalwnd The Food DrinkforAJlAges tICH MILK, MALT GRAIN EXTRACT. IN fOWDER Not in any Milk Trust Insist on “HORLICK’S** Take a package homa / / ' fe \ \ I \\ J* 1 / i Ax* ' AC J ft Vr - AfuY H MISS PEGGY DANA. (One of the beauties in Ziegfeld's "Follies of 1912” Company.) cup rapidly over the face or neck, and you will have the same sensation as well as the same results as you would get from regular massage. I don't say that hand massage is not better still, but one can not always get it, and nexi to that my method is the best. I always work my little suction cup up ward, no matter on what part of the face I am working, and 1 am especially careful when I work around the eyes. Every girl's eyes get tired looking, no matter what her age is, and there is nothing that annoys the would-be beauty as those dark rings under the eyes. I find that in a few minutes with the cup will make the blood circulate and, of course, that is the cause of the trouble. Treating the Eyes. Before working on the eye, you should be very careful that the eyelids are covered with cold cream and then, of course, you must be sure that none of this is allowed to get into the eye. Close the eye and with your smallest cup. which shouldn’t be larger than a ten-cent piece, massage very gently over the eyelid and then under it. Work from the inner corner of the eyelid out toward the corner of the eye and then up to the temples. It will do no harm if you try’ this way of beautifying every day as long as you don't pull the skin. If your cups are small enough, this is impossible. The By Beatrice Fairfax the woman who is waiting for it. So it is Love, that is all she asks. B. C. has spent many hours, no doubt, on this poem, if he had spent less, and written simply. “I love you; will you be my wife?" the appeal would have been just as eloquent and just as con vincing. But I am glad he spent the time in this way. It will show the girl that time is no object when finding favor in her eyes is at stake. Neither is any effort wasted that Is spent In pleasing her. He wrote that poem by the sweat of his brow, and a picture of him hunting for words that rhymed, and pursuing that hunt labo riously and without complaint, makes a vision that will always stand out, bright and glorified, in her memory. There may be those who will take such a poem apart and dissect it. find ing much that is wrong with rhyme and meter But never among that num ber is there ever found the woman to whom such a poem is addressed. If a woman is a college graduate, and has a learning that makes Minerva en vious, and receives a letter which says "i luv you,” she sees no fault with cap italization or spelling. She may be a poetess, world-conceded, and will find no fault with the meter of a poem like that which heads this article. That is. if it Is addressed to HE Love Is a disarming little god; when tie comes all carping and criticising end. A. B. A , who receives a love let ter. is as oblivious to the blunders It contains as though he, or she, were still engaged in wrestling with the A B <"s of the primer. So I say to this man who has put all his heart into this poem, By all means send it. If the girl. In her acceptance, makes a single criticism, complete hap piness will never result from marrying her. For the girl who loves a man as a man should be loved to make their fu ture happiness secure thinks lie is a genius. If his genius finds expression In rhyme, then neither Milton. nor Burns, nor Longfellow, nor any others whom the world has honored can com pare with him. cups, by the way, should not cost more than a quarter. Anything that will make the blood circulate right under the skin of the face will make the cheeks rosy, and with my treatment there is no need for rouge or any of the other substitutes for natural color that are so easily de tectable. My secret of beauty. I am thankful to say, is not a very tiring one, be cause I have neither time nor patience to waste. Indeed, I am short on both. But I do like to look well—who doesn't ? Don’t Poison Baby. IYORTY YEARS AGO almost every mother thought her child must have PAREGORIC or laudanum to make it sleep. These drugs will produce sleep, and A FEW DROPS TOO MANY will produce the SLEEP FROM WHICH THERE IS NO WAKING. Many are the children who have been killed or whose health has been ruined for life by paregoric, laudanum and morphine, each of which is a narcotic product of opium. Druggists are prohibited from selling either of the narcotics named to children at all, or to anybody without labelling them * poison.” The definition of “ narcotic ” is; medicine which relieves pain and produces sleep, but which in poisonous doses produces stupor, coma, convulr si ons and death.” The taste and smell of medicines containing opium are disguised, and sold under the names of “Drops,” “Cordials,” “Soothing Syrups,” etc. You should not permit any medicine to be given to your children without you or your physician know of what it is composed. CASTORIA DOES NOT CON TAIN NARCOTICS, if it bears the signature of Chas. H. Fletcher. E Letters from Prominent Physicians addressed to Chas. H. Fletcher. Dr. J. W. 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A good remedy for all disturbances of the Hon. Sour Stomach.Dlarrlm digestive organs." GENUINE CASTORIA always ISfcK ThcSinsie stature of Beara the Signature of Kt I /'T* s/_ %"/?, 2 'ad 4 K'?£< w I "The Cbntauh Compari, Jr Jr -yw BW NEW YORK. /fjC'/VJd JJ '■< RCEESESSBQM The Kind You Have Always Bought Exact Copy of Wrapper. In Use For Over 30 Years. Woman Falls m Love First Rut She Knows What She Is Doing and the Man Doesn’t By ADA PATTERSON. T "Y THEN a woman said recently that V\/ woman is the first to fall in love, there was a stir of sur prise and interest in the men's camp. Amused silence in the women's. The women had known it all the time. But they hadn’t chosen to take the men into their confidence in the matter. They never will so choose, not. at least, in the case of the men in whom they have a special interest, those men who are trying to win them—trying. A man wonders blindly when he will marry. He may spare himself the trouble of guessing. He will marry when the girl who has made up her mind to marry him chooses. A few dreamy eyed persons still talk about fate and in fancy see a grave faced woman spinning and weaving the web of their future. Bosh! A man's fate is determined by quite a different per son, a woman not grave of face but merry, who weaves his future —not by a spindle, hut with a perfumed fan. Some one dimly feeling this truth long ago voiced it by naming the girl he was to marry a man's "fate." She is his “fate" because she has resolved to marry him. What he wishes is a matter of little moment. He must change his wishes and she sees to it that he does. A woman fails in love first because she has keener perceptions than man’s. Despite all the slanders of all the men of all the ages, women know what they want and know it sooner than a man does. When they meet the man they would like for a husband, the fact is quickly apparent to them, though not to the men. A woman has a livelier imagina tion than a man has. If, when a man has twice danced with a girl, it were suggested to him that he picture her as his wife, he would laugh at the per son who suggested it and call him an idiot. The girl who. with such seeming indifference, finals about the room in his arms, not only has a mental picture of herself as the mistress of their home, but has already furnished all the down stairs rooms and decided what flowers shall grow on the lawn Therein Is the explanation for what has been falsely termed woman's fickleness. Woman is not fickle. She loves truly and ardently for a while, but grows tired of waiting for the slow creature with cumbersome mental pro cesses to overtake her. In the love race, woman is like the hare, man like the fabled tortoise, except that in Cu pid's uncertain country the tortoise does not always overtake the hare. Many a man loves a girl because he is too slow witted to catch up with her before her quickly born love for him self has turned to scorn for his slow wit. Women, taught that it is immodest to reveal their love until it is asked, have become in that respect, mistresses of dissimulation. In the drama of love all women are actresses. Every girl is a Bernhardt and the man with whom she is in love, her blundering, cumber some minded audience. The man watching, interested, puzzled, wonders what all her airs and graces, her odd little humors, her alternate smiles and gravity are about. If he finds out in time he will become her proud and happy husband. If she becomes impa tient with his dullness, and her interest centers in another and cleverer man. he will mourn her "fllckleness.’’ A girl of sixteen is grown up and has long gowns and dresses and cupola piled hair like her mother's. A boy of sixteen is still shy as a rabbit, and is wondering at the strange pranks his up-and-down star's voice plays him. So with their falling in love, the gin ar rives long before him. She meet® a man and thereafter his face floats between her and her moth er's features. The echoes of his voice are louder in her ears than of her fa ther’s tones bidding her bring him the evening paper. She knows what this means—the first age of love. She be gins at once to hide it from every one but herself, and usually succeeds, while the man later discovens that she is "a very nice little girl, indeed, with a tak ing way." Taking, indeed, for she has taken him, but he loses his appetite, grows moon-eyed and preoccupied, talks sentiment and is poor company until every one know-s he is in love and with whom—every one save himself Finally the scales fall from his eyes and he proposes, and if her pride that has grown while she hid her love, and her diegust with his slow moving intel lect, have not conquered his "fate” be comes his. If not, some other and quicker man wins her. A woman who has happily married a man of deliberate speech and slow con clusions, said she wais so piqued by his beginning a proposal one night and leaving it unfinished for a week, that she nearly ran away with a man whom she disliked. A tactful mother left the college professor alone with her daughter and told the man with the eloping Intent that her daughter was “engaged." Wh<4i she went back to the parlor she saw her words were proph etic. The easy going Suitor had cap tured his "fate” while nearly losing It. Women know this, all women and Bernard Shaw. If they love at all, they love first. If they don't Iqve first they do not love. They only permit them selves to be won.