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THE GEORGIAN'S MAGAZINE PAGE
* ‘lnitials Only By Anna Katherine Green
A Thrilling Mystery Story of Modern Tinies
(Copyright, 1911. Street A- Smith.)
(Copyright, 1911, by Dodd, Mead & Co.)
TODAY’S INSTALLMENT
Sweet water, with a breath of decided
relief, stepped back and threw himself on
■the bed. It had really been a trial for
him to stand there under the other's eye.
though his mind refused to formulate Ids
fear, or to give him any satisfaction when
he asked himself what there was In the
situation suggestive of death to the wom
an or harm to himself.
Nor did mcrnfng light bring counsel, as
is usual in similar cases He felt the mys
tery more in the hubbub and restless
turmoil of the day than in the night's si
lence and Inactivity Hr was glad when
the stroke of six gave him an excuse to
leave the room, and gladder yet when in
doing so. he ran upon an old woman from
a neighboring room, who no sooner saw
him than she leered at him and eagerly
remarked
‘•Not much sleep, ch? We dfdn t think
you'd like it. Did you see anything?"
Now this gave him the one excuse he
wanted.
“See anything*” ho repeated, apparent
ly with all Imaginable innocence. “What
<lo you mean by that?"
"Don't yon know what happened In that
•room?"
"Don't tell me!” he shouted out "I
.ion’t want to hear any nonsense I
Jhaven't time I've got to be at the shop
-»t seven and I don’t feel very well. What
'did happen?” he mumbled in drawdng off.
loud enough for the woman to hear
"Rometlting unpleasant I'm sure.” Then
lie ran downstairs.
At half past six he found the janitor.
SHe was. to all appearance, in a state of
great excitement and he spoke very fast.
"T won't stay another night in that
eroom," he loudly declared, breaking In
-where the family were eating breakfast
3 try lamplight "I don't want to make any
♦rouble and I don't want to give my rea
<*ons; but that room don't suit me. I’d
'rather take the dark one you talked about
'■yegterday. There's the money Have my
things moved today, will ye'.”
"But your moving out after one night's
stay will give that room a bad name.”
iatammered Che janitor, rising awkwardly.
’"There'll be talk and 1 won't be able to
let that room all winter "
“Nonsense! Every man hasn’t the
Xterves I have. You’ll let It in a week.
But let or not let. I'm going front into
the little dark room. I’ll get the boss to
■let me off at half past four So that’s
settled "
He waited for no reply and got none;
but when he appeared promptly at a
quarter of five, he found his few belong
ings moved into a middle room on the
fourth floor of the front building, which,
oddly perhaps, chanced to he next door to
the one he had held under watch the night
before
The first page of his adventure in the
Hicks street tenement had been turned.
■nd he was ready to start upon another.
A Book Playa Leading Part.
When Mr. Brotherson came in that
night, he noticed that the door of the
room adjoining his own stood open He I
did not hesitate Making immediate!) for I
It. be took a glance Inside, then spoke i
up with a ringing intonation:
"Halloo! Coming to live In this hole""
The occupant a young man, evidently
a workman and somewhat aleklj If one
could Judge from his complexion turned
■ round from some tinkering be was en
gaged in and met the intruder fairly,
face to face. If his jaw fell. It seemed
to ho from admiration No other emotion
would have so Igthted his eye as he took
in the other's proportions and command
ing features No drees Brotherson was
never seen in atty other than the home
lies! garb in these days could make him |
look common or akin to his surroundings. }
'Whether seen near or far, his presence’
always caused surprise, and surprise was I
what the young man showed, as he I
answered briskly:
"Yes, this is to be my castle Are you
the owner of the buildings'.’ If so
"I am not the owner ■ I live next door.
Haven't 1 seen you before, young man?"
Never was there a more penetrating eye
than Orlando Brotherson's. As be asked
this qeustion It took some effort on the
part of the other Io hold his own and
DANCER PERIOD
OF WOMANS’LIFE
FROM 45 to 50
Interesting Experience of Two
Women —Their Statements
Worth Reading.
Asheville, N.C. “ I suffered for years
with female trouble while going through
the Change of Life. I tried a local phy
sician for a couple of years without, any
substantial benefit Finally after re
peated suggestions to try Lydia E. Pink
ham’s Vegetable Compound, I quit my
physician and commenced using it with
the happiest results. I am today prac
tically a well woman and anxious to con
tribute my mite towards inducing others
to try your great medicine, as I am fully
persuaded that it will cure the ailments
from which I suffered if given a fair
chance.
“If you think this letter will contrib
ute anything towards further introducing
your medicines to afflicted women who
are passing through this trying period,
it is with great pleasure 1 consent to its
publication.” Mrs. Julia A. Moore,
17 East St., Asheville, N. C.
The Case of Mrs. Kinlin.
Circleville, Ohio.—“l can truthfully
say that I never had anything do me so
much good during Change of Life as Ly
dia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound.
“Before 1 had taken one half a bottle
of it I began to feel better, and I have
continued taking it. My health is better
than it has been for several years If
all women would take it they would es
cape untold pain and misery at this time
of life.”—Mrs. Alice Kiklin, 358 W.
Mill St., Circleville, Ohio.
The Change of Life is one of the most
critical periods of a woman’s existence.
Atsuch timeswomen may rely upon Lydi
E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Comjiound.
laugh with perfect naturalness as he re
plied .
"If you ever go up Henry street it's
likely enough that you’ve seen me not
once, but many times I'm the fellow
who works at the bench next the window
in Schuper’s repairing shop. Everybody
knows me."
Audacity often carries the day when
subtler means would fail. Brotherson
stared at the youth, then ventured an
other question;
"A carpenter, eh?"
"Yes. and I’m an A-1 man at my job.
Excuse my brag It’s my one # card of
introduction
"I've seen you I've seen you some
where else than In Schuper’s shop. Do
you remember me?"
"No, sir: I'm sorry to be imperlite, but
I don’t remember you at all. Won't you
sit down? It's not very cheerful, but
I’m so glad to get out of the room I was
in Inst night that this looks all right
to me. Back there, other building." he
whispered. "I didn’t know, and took the
room which had a window in It; but—"
The stop was significant; so was bls smile
which had a touch of sickliness In ft,
as well as humor.
But Brotherson was not to be caught
"You slept in the building last night?
“Yes. I-—slept ?
The strong lip of the older man curled
disdainfully.
”1 saw you," said he "You were
standing in the window overlooking the
court You were not sleeping then I
suppose you know that a woman died in
that room?"
'Yes; they told me so this morning "
"Was that the first you’d beard of It?"
"Sure!" The word almost Jumped at the
questioner "Do you suppose I’d have
taken the room If-”
But here the intruder, with a disdain
ful grunt, turned and went out. disgust
in every feature--plain, unmistakable,
downright dlsguse, and nothing more!
This was what gave Sweetwater his
second bad night, this and a certain dis
covery lie made. He had counted on hear
ing what went on in the neighboring
room through the partition running back
of his own closet But he could hear
nothing, unless It was the shutting down
of a window, a loud sneeze, or the rat
tling of coals as they were put on the
fire And these possessed no significance.
What he wanted was to catch the secret
sigh, the muttered word, the Involuntary
movement He waa too far removed from
this man still
How should he manage to get nearer
him at the door of his mind -of his
heart? Sweetwater stared all night from
his miserable cot into the darkness of
that separating closet, and with no re
sult His task looked hopeless; no won
der that he could get no rest
Next morning he felt 111, but lie rose all
the same, and tried to get his own break
fast He. had but partially succeeded and
was sitting on the edge of his bed in
wretched discomfort, when the very man
he was thinking of appeared at his door.
"I've come to see how you are," said
Brotherson. “I noticed that you did not
look well last night. Won't you come In
and share my pot of coffee?”
"I I can’t cat,” mumbled Sweetwater,
for once In his life thrown completely
off his balance "You’re very kind, but
I'll manage all right I’d rather. I’m
not quite dressed, you see. and I must get
to the shop."
Then he thought "What an opportu
nity I’m losing Have 1 any right to turn
tail because he plays his game from the
outset with trumps'.’ No, I’ve a small
trump somewhere about me to lay on this
trick It Isn't an aee, but it'll show I'm
mu chicane." And smiling, though not
with his usual cheerfulness, Sweetwater
added, "Is the coffee all made? I might
take a drop of that. But you mustn't
ask me to eat I just couldn’t.”
"Yes. the coffee is made and it Isn't
mad either. You'd better put on your
coat, the hall I* draughty." And wait
ing till Sweetwater did so. he led Hie way
back to his own room Brotherson's man
ner expressed perfect ease. Sweetwater’s
not He knew himself changed in looks.
In bearing, in feeling even, but was he
changed enough to deceive this man on
the very spot where they had confronted
each other a few days before In a keen
moral struggle? The looking glass he
passed on his way to the table where
the simple breakfast was spread out
showed him a figure so unlike the alert,
businesslike chai he bad been that night
that he felt his old assurance revive in
time to ease a situation which had no
counterpart In his experience
"I am going out myself today, so
we will have t. hurri a bit." was
Brotlx rson's first remark as they
seated themselves at. table Ito you like
your coffee plain or with milk in it?"
"Plain. Gosh! what pictures! Where
do you get cm ' You must have a lot of
coin Sweetwater wits staring at the
row of photographs, mostly of a very
high order, tacked along the wall separat
ing the two rooms They were unframed,
but they were mostly copies of great pic
tures, and the effect was rather impos
ing m contract to the shabby furniture
and the otherwise homely fittings.
"Yes, I've enough for that kind of
thing was his host's reply But the
tone was reserved, and Sweetwater did
not presume along this line Instead, he
looked at the books piled upon the shelves
under these photographs, and wondered
aloud al their number and at the man
who could waste such a lot of time in
reading them But he made no more di
rect remarks Was he cowed by the pen
etrating eye he encountered whenever he
yielded to the fascination exerted by Mr
Brotherson’s personality and looked his
way ' He hated to think so. yet some
thing held him in check and made him
listen, open-mouthed, when the other
chose to speak.
let there was one cheerful moment
It was when lie noticed the careless way
111 which those i ks were arranged upon
their shelves. An idea had come to him.
He hid his relief in his cup. as he drained
the last drops of the coffee which really
tasted better than he had expected.
When he returned from work that aft
ernoon it was with an auger under his
coat and a conviction which led him to
empty out the contents of a small phial
which lie took down from a shelf Hi had
told Mr. Gryce that he was eager lor th©
* uslness b< < auae of Its difficulties, but
that was when he was feeling line and
up to any game which might come his
I way Now be felt weak and easily dis
i courage,! This would not do. He must
regain his health at al! hazards, so he
poured out the mixture which had given
him such a sickly air This done and a
rude supper eaten, lie took up his auger
He had beard Mr Brotherson’s step go by"
But next minute he laid it down again
in great haste and flung a newspaper
over it. Mr. Brotherson was coming back
had slopped at bis door, In d knocked ami
1 must be let In
To Be Continued in Next Issue.
The Ten Ages of Beauty It 9 —ra<- gm
By MARGARET HUBBARD AYER.
PEOPLE talk so much about the high
cost of living, about immodest and
impossible fashions, that we women
frequently forget that we are living now in
the very best time that ever was, and are
enjoying more freedom than our sex has
ever been allowed to indulge in before.
The days of chivalry, with their tourna
ments of love, their courts of honor and
their queens of beauty, had a very seamy
side, and women in most ways were little
better Ihnn slaves.
Before the French revolution the aristo
cratic woman of wealth may have
queened it over her surroundings, but vast
numbers of her poor sisters toiled in un
speakable misery and degradation.
It was only after the beginning of the
nineteenth century and well along toward
the middle of it that women were permit
ted to have some sort of an eudcation; and
it is only of late—that is, in the last twenty
years—that some of the idiotic barriers of
fashion which have impeded the progress
of the sex have at last been ridiculed into
the limbo of bygone horrors
Look at the beauty in the picture. Your
mother dressed this way, for this pretty
girl is arrayed in the popular fashion of
the late seventies.
She trailed a dress which contained from
twenty to forty-two yards of material
through the dust, for the unhygienic traip
was necessary to her status, and no grown
up lady wen! without one.
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and Muffs.’’
Up-to-Date Jokes
"Why. Irene, dear, what has hap
pened? It Is not a month since your
marriage, and I find you in tear- al
ready I"
"Ah Hilda, darling! George is stand
ing as candidate for congress, you
know, and I've only just learned from
tlie opposition papers what a really
dreadfid man 1 have married."
Lady 1 am looking for a governess
for my children.
Manager of Intelligence Office —
Didn't wi supply you with one last
week ?
"Yes."
"Well, madam, according to her re
port you don't need a governess: you
need a lion tamer."
"Now," said the warden to the forger,
who had just arrived at the prison,
"we'll set you to work What can you
do best?"
"Wei!. f .'.oil'll give me a week’s
practice on your signature. 11l sign
your official papers fpr you." said the
prisoner.
Mrs. Naggs John, have you read
this magazine article entitled "How To
He Happy Though Married?"
Naggs -of course not 1 know how
without reading it.
Mrs Naggs- Well, how "
Naggs—Get a divorce.
Sportsman 1 suppose you have never
had anything to do with racing, Mr.
Goodbody?
Curate l’r no. not exactly. But 1 did
a bit of house hunting when 1 first got
married, you know. /
"Now they claim tiiat the human body
contains sulphur."
"In what amount?"
“Oh. in varying quantities."
"Well, that may account for some
girls making better matches than oth
ers."
first .Student What makes that red
spot on your nose?
Second Student Glasses
first Student—Glasses of what?
Illustrations from Good Housekeeping Magazine for September.
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Daysey May me and Her Folks
By Frances L. Garside
A DESPERATE REMEDY.
I’ T is hard work to get a girl started
to singing, but after she begins
something desperate must be done
to induce her to stop.
There was company at the home of
l.ysander John Appleton.
The company requested Daysey May
nic to sing. She didn't know anything
new. she said
"Sing the old." said the company.
She had a cold. Then they urged her
to sing anyway, assuring her they were
not critical, and would never notice her
slight hoarseness.
She would like to accommodate them,
she said, but really she couldn’t sing a
note tonight She was not in the mood.
The company knew what was expect
ed of company in good society and per
sisted. And Daysey Mayme, in her shy,
billboard fashion, continued to refuse.
The company, feeling at the end of
an hour that even Chesterfield would
urge no more became a little less in
sistent.
Daysey Mayme saw the sign of wan
ing interest and met It by going to the
piano.
F'irst, she sang something in some
foreign language. The company said
French, Italian and colored mammy,
and failed to come to a unanimous de
cision.
In the next song she gargled with
her notes in away that made the com
pany look for the bottle and the spoon.
Then she sang “Home, Sweet Home,"
and the company wept in observance of
the time-honored custom that every
one should keep when hearing this
song—those who haven't homes because
they haven't them, and those who have
homes because their honjes don't suit
them.
Then .-he sang a lullaby which
wouldn’t put any but a deaf baby to
sleep. Then the company lost count
The company sighed, the company
yawned, the companx groaned. Daysey
Mayme sang on.
Ilic compan.v began to fldgei. The
You may rail against the short hobble skirt, but it is a
million times more healthful than these trains, with their
yards of scalloped and piped material, and the great, big,
hunched-up bustle, which today seems positively grotesque.
Under this frock the girl of the late seventies wore the
tightest corsets she could squeeze herself into. A waist of
eighteen inches, which is considered 100 small for the aver
age well-built girl today, would have been laughed at as
being far too big for the high-bred gentlewoman of the sev
enties, who pinched her vital organs into sixteen inches of
space, and then wondered what was the matter with her.
On her feet this lady wore shoes at least one size small
er than her foot, for the woman with big feet was desper
ately mortified, and considered that she must hide them and
suffer untold agony in shoes that no sane woman of today
would think of wearing.
('omparatively few women wear pads nowadays, and
uood figures are developed by exercise and athletics. In
those days almost every woman wore pads of some sort to
simulate the perfect figure which Mature had denied her.
The modern girl, even when she had the pufi and rat
habit, would feel ridiculous if she wore the same amount of
false hair which pressed upon the overheated head of the
girl of 1879.
To be fashionable in those days one had to risk one’s
health, and a girl dressed in these garments could not enjoy
one-half or even one-third of the healthy pleasures of the
girl of today.
Croquet was looked upon as a spirited and almost un
conventional game. Today it is almost forgotten. So do
styles change. Let us be thankful.
company got up. The company went
home. Still Daysey Mayme sang on.
Her father grumbled to his wife, then
he grumbled to Daysey Mayme. then
he used words so big they will be sent
to the state chemist to be analyzed
Still Daysey Mayme sang on.
Then Lysander John, realizing, that
desperate ills require desperate reme
dies. attached a dynamite fuse to the
piano and blew it out of the window.
Still Daysey Mayme sang on.
Which explains why Lysander John
is bound to the couch this week with
strong leather straps. His family is
afraid that in his wrath he will fly to
pieces and spoil the wall paper.
Do You Know-
Launched at Birkenhead, the biggest
floating dock in the world is capable
of lifting battleships with a displace
ment of 32,000 tons. It covers an area
of two and a quarter acres, is 680 feet
long, 144 feet wide and 66 set high.
Manitoba, in northwest Canada,
which contains nearly 30,000.000 acres
of arable land, has only one-sixth of
this amount under cultivation.
Letters to Japan which are not
marked "via Siberia" are liable to go
by the Suez canal route, and occupy
more than double the time in transit.
The latest novelty in Berlin is for pet
dogs to have little parasols fixed above
their heads so that they are well pro
tected from the sun.
The epithet “reverend" is an entirely
honorary appellation, and there is no
law restricting its use to ministers.
Os the 3.424 know dialects in the
world, over one-fourth are'Asiatic.
The discovery of a Rotterdam farm
er is likely to make a revolution in
cheese making. Cheese must he pre
served many months before it can be
placed on the market, but the Dutch
farmer has found that by passing an
electric current through the cheese
blocks they can be “matured” within 24
hours. Recent experiments in Switzer
land have been very successful.
ft HARMLESS WAY
TO DARKEN THE Hftlß
I
A Little Sage and Sulphur
Makes Gray Hair Vanish—A
Remedy for All Hair Troubles.
Who does not know the value of Sage
and Sulphur for keeping the hair dark,
soft and glossy and in good condition?
As a matter of fact, Sulphur is a nat
ural element of hair, and a deficiency of
it in the hair is held by many scalp
specialists to be connected with loss of
color and vitality of the hair. Un
questionably. there is no better remedy
for hair and scalp troubles, especially
premature grayness, than Sage and
Sulphur, if properly prepared.
The Wyeth Chemical Company of
New York put out an ideal preparation
of this kind, called Wyeth’s Sage and
Sulphur Hair Remedy, in which Sage
and Sulphur are combined with other
valuable remedies for keeping the hair
and scalp in clean, healthy condition.
If your hair is losing its color or con
stantly coming out. or if you are trou
bled with dandruff or dry, itchy scalp,
get a fitty-cent bottle of Wyeth’s Sage
and Sulphur from your druggist, use
it according to the simple directions,
and see what a difference a few days'
treatment will make in the appearance
of your hair.
All druggists sell it. under guaran
tee that the money will be refunded if
the remedy is not exactly as repre
sented. (Advt.)
“THE VICTOR"
Advice to the
Lovelorn
By Beatrice Fairfax.
HE WAS A SUMMER FLIRT.
Dear Miss Fairfax:
Last summer I met a young man
at the seashore and we became very
friendly. I am very much in love
with him, and know my love was
returned while I was going with
him; but since I have returned to
the city I have not seen or heard
* from him. 1 feel very much broken
up about it. as he said we would be
married this winter.
HEARTBROKEN.
Many men say things they do not
mean when under the influence of the
sea and a summer moon. You are a
victim of this man’s midsummer fancy.
Forget him, as he has plainly forgotten
you, ind never again take too seriously
the vows of a man you know so little
about.
THERE IS NOTHING YOU CAN DO.
Dear Miss Fairfax:
I am eighteen and in love with
a man eight years my senior who
is a good friend of my uncle.
He has taken me out three or
four times, and has sent me postal
cards, but that is all.
I love him dearly, but have not
heard from him for three months
DOMITELLA.
I am afraid you have given your
heart unsought. If he does not try to
keep the intercourse alive, you can do
nothing. T am sorry, my dear, but
that is a man's initiative.
You are too young to worry about
him. I am sure he will wake up very
soon to a realization of what your love
would mean to him.
In the meantime, be patient.
MOST CERTAINLY NOT.
Dear Miss Fairfax:
I am engaged to a young man.
One evening we were to go to an
entertainment, but decided to go
somwhere else. He said he wished
tn tell the party he could not be
present, telling in® to stay at home
and wait for him I wafted for two
hours. W hen he came home he
told me that the party there had
detained him. knowing ail the while
that I was waiting. He also added
that he stepped into see a friend tn
keep me waiting just for spite.
Many times he goe; away for hours
and I, thinking he will be back at
any time, wait foi him. Ought I
to wait? BELLE.
You show yoursell of little spirit
waiting the second fme for such a
man.
There is no happiness with a man
like that. For your ovn good, break
the engagement!
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