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THE GEORGIANS MAGAZINE PAGE “Initials Only” * By Anna Katherine Green A Thrilling Mystery Story of Modern Times (Copyright, 1911, Street & Smith.) (Copyright, 1911. by Dodd, Mead & Co.) TODAY’S INSTALLMENT. ■ The first fact to startle us as we made eur way tip through the crowd which M , v lied halls arid staircases was this: A (icfior had been found and, though he had been forbidden to make more than a cur r , examination of the body till the r ~,n e r came, he had not hesitated to rie tlare after his first look that the wound |. a ,i not been made by a bullet but by s „ nlP sharp and slender weapon thrust >.„ n , c o a powerful hand. (You mark ■ha: Mr Gryce. I As this seemed intpos in face of the fact that the door had Tn found buttoned on the inside, we did r „, give much credit to his opinion and began mtr work under the obvious theory an in cidental discharge of some gun ~ne of the windows across the court, doctor was nearer right than we . lllS ed When the coroner came to look („(,, the matter, he discovered that the noiinii was not only too small to have heen made by the ordinary bullet, hut , pl: there was no bullet to be. found in ,i,p woman's body or anywhere else. Her heart bail been reached by a thrust and by a shot from a gun. Mr Gryce, ■ ra >e you not heard a startling repeti tion „f this report in a case nearer at hand'. 1 Hut io go back. This discovery, so inHU-tant if true, was as yet—that is, at • nme of our entering the room—litn i the off-hand declaration of an fr rP?[, r-ttble physician, but the possibility i- involved was of so astonishing a na ture ti at it influenced us unconsciously In ,ur investigation and led us almost hnme iia'f-ly into a consideration of the afficiiltles attending an entrance Into, as se! a- an escape from, a room situated a« his was. Tv three flights from the court, with mmunication with the adjoining r-wnns <av? through a door guarded on b. si.k-s by heavy pieces of furniture nt. .nit- person could handle, the hall door br-.r-ii on the inside, and the fire es > ,ne 15 feet to the left, this room i ( tT'j’h appeared to be as removed from r> approach of a murderous outsider as the spot in the writing room of the Cler mont w here Miss Challoner fell. ••otherwise, the place presented the g!>a.est contrast possible to that scene <t plemlor and comfort. 1 had not en tereG the Clermont at that time, and no Filth .-fimparison could have struck my mine But 1 have thought of it since, end you. with your experience, will rot 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 sto\e on Which a boiler, hSli-tilled with steaming clothes still bubbled ami foamed an old bureau, a large pine wardrobe •gainst an Inrer door which we later fnnnd tn have been locked for months, and the 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. SRF 1 w*® S3KSr s <lß®Bß®J? f vw? -w"* w ** .•■■’■<9*. Arty Drudge on Dangers. AL .- Carrie New— “Isn’t it too bad about Mrs. Blank’s little hoy? He fell in a steaming washboiler and was n alded.” Anty Drudge—‘*¥<*B, it is a pity. Why women will boil clothes, when it is not only dangerous but a useless nuisance, J. 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, thia 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. Ihe window was closed, for the tefhperature 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 1 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 I ever hear that it ever said anything which could in anj 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 tew. and the esse 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 no-thoroughfare it pre sented. But quite in vain. Today, the road is as blind as ever, but’’- here Sweet water's face 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 max yet lead us to the heart of both. Can you guess'- -have you guessed what this thread is? But how could you, without tiie one clew 1 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 b\ the janitor as the best, the quietest ami mast respectable tenant in the whole building, and one you re member whose window . . -d directly opposite the spot where this woman lay dead, was Mr. hunii himself, or, in other words, our late redoubtable witness, Or lando Brotherson.'' Io Be Continued in Next Issue By PEGGY DANA. MIST w omefljadmit that there is nothing quite so good as mas sage for keeping the face young, the complexion clear and the skin in good condition. Rut the trouble is. who has time to have regular massage treatment? t'ei tainly no gill who has her living to make, whether she is on the stage or In an office. Then there is they onstant 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. Pew 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, 1 never use water on my face at all. That is because 1 have to Have! 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 1 gave up using It on my face. 1 get a good, soft and almost fluid cold cream and use a very simple lotion that I make myself. This is made ot the great, big cucumbers that one can get just now for almost nothing. Peel the cucumber, being very careful that you get all the green and yellow parts off. Take out the seeds as well, and then mash the pujp 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 tine 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 1 add a few drops of glycerine, but 1 prefer It without in summer, as the glycerin.- is so sticky. But I must go back to my treatment. Hatyug 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 mor. . ream, as lam sure my face is quite clean 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 bail at the end. They are called suction cups, and they come in almost all sizes. I have them in four sizes, one for m> 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 he in va|n. Hou I long to care s and call you dear. And a>n happy only when you are near. Think of my sad and lonely life; How I miss the care ol a loving wife. No one to watch for my coming home When night draws mat and work is done. No little habit's to romp on the floor And laugh with delight as i entei the dool . No one to gleet me with heart and hand A lonely life has tin 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 he my own sweet wife." IN these words B. (’ tries to express his love for a girl h<- 'ants to mar ry. "I have been eorrespojiding with her for some time." he writes?’ "and want to marry her, but atn 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 tn dies little difference to .. __ . —. ! 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Neither is any effort wasted that is spent in pleasing het H< 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 wilj always stand out, bright and glorified, in het memory. There may be those who will take such a poem apart and dissect it. find ing much that is wrong witfi thyme and meter. But ne\ei among that num bet is there ever found tin woman to whom such a poem i- addressed. If a woman is a college graduate, and has a learning that makes .Vflnerva en vious. and receives a letter which says "i luv you." she sees no fault with cap italization or spelling. She max lie < poetess, w urld-concedcd, and will find no fault with the meter of a poem like I that which heads this attiele That is. if It Is addressed to HE. Love Is a disarming little god: when he eorbes all cat ping and etilic.sing end. A. B. A . who receives a love let ter. is as oblivious to the blunders it contains as though lie or site, were still < rigaged in wrestling w ith the A I. <"s of the primer. So I say to this man who has put all iris heart into this poem. By all mentis semi It. If the girl in her acceptance, makes a single criticism, complete hap piness will net er result from ma living her. Em the gill who loves a man as a man should be loved to make their fu ture happiness sc are think- he i.s a genius. If his genius finds expression in rhyme, then neither- Milton. nor Burns, nor Longfellow, nor an;, others whom the world has honored can com pare with him X fehg MAX y / Shfe: v / \\ k IHF « as I® \ \lr Jr '" # yJMppy*" AT, K Art / AxW ,g-’. CyM M MISS PEGGY DANA. (One of the beauties in Ziegfeld's "Pollies 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 next to that my method is the best. I always work my little suction cup up yvard, no matter on what part of the face 1 am working, and 1 am especially careful when I work around the eyes. Every girl’s eyes get tired looking, no matter w hat 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 inin ites wit', the cup will make the blood circulate and, of course, that is tiie 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 ami then, of course, you must be sure that none of this is alloyved 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 cornel of the eyelid out • toward the corner of the eye ami then I 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 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, 1 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. pORTY YEARS AGO almost every mother thought her child must have PAREGORIC or laudanum to make it sleep. 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In Use For Over 30 Years. _ thr Centaur cO m an y , nkw yo r k city Woman Falls in Love First Tint She kmn s II 'hat She Is Doing and the Man Doesn’t By ADA PATTERSON. UTHEN a woman said recently that ' woman is the first to fall in love, there was a stir of sur prise and inti reist in tin- men's camp. Amused silence in the women's. The w omen haff known it all tile 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 ease of the men in whom they have a special interest, those men who are trying t<> win them trying. A man wonders blindly when lie will marry. He may spare himself tla trouble of guessing. He will marry when the girl yvho 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 tiie 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, but 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 mon of all the ages, women know what they yv mt 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 lias a livelier imagina tion titan a man has. If, when a man has twice danced with a girl, it were suggested to him that ho picture her as his wife, he yvould laugh at the per son yvho suggested it and call him an idiot. The gltl who with such seeming Indifference, floats about the room in his arms, not only lias a mental picture of herself as the mistress of their home, but has already furnished all the down stdlrs rooms and decided what flowers shall grow on the lawn. Therein Is tiie explanation for what has been falsely termed woman’s fickleness. Woman is not tickle. She loves truly' and ardently for a w'hlle, 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 tiie fabled tortoise, except that in <'u pid's uncertain country the tortoise doe s 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 lias 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 yvomen are actresses. Every girl is a Bernhardt and tiie 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, het alternate smiles and gravity art- about. If he finds out in time he will become her proufl and happy husband. If she becomes impa tient with his dullness, and her interest centers in another and cleverer man, he w ill mourn her "flickleness.” 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 stilj 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, girt ar rives long before him. She meets a man and thereafter his face floats between her and her moth er’s features. Tiie 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—tiie first age of love. She be-, gins at once to hide it from every one but herself, and usually succeeds, while the man later discovers 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 cofnpany until every one knows he is in love and with whom—every one save himself. Finally the scales fall from fits eyes and he proposes, and if her pride that has glowm while she hid her love, and her disgust 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 yvho has happily married a man of deliberate speech and slow’con clusions. said she wa» so piqued bv 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 •-loping intent that her daughter was "engaged.” When she went back to the parlor she saw her words were proph etic The easy going suitor had cap tured his "fate" yvhlle nearly losing it. Women know this, all yvomen 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 yvon.