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THE OEOBOIAM’S MAGAZINE PAGE
Only By Anna Katherine Green
A Thrilling Mystery Story of Modern Times
(Copyright, 1911, Street & Smith.)
(Copyright, 1911, by Dodd, Mead A- Co )
TODAY'S INSTALLMENT.
Sweetwater. with a breath of decided
relief, stepped bark and threw himself <>n
the bed. It had really been a trial for
him to stand there tinder the other's eye,
though his mind refused to formulate his
fear, or to give him any satisfaction when
he asked himself what there was in the
situation suggestive of death to the worn
an or harm to himself
Nor did morning light bring counsel, m
is usual in similar eases lie felt the mys
tery more in the hubbub and restless
turmoil of the day than in the night’s si
lence and Inactivity He was glad when
the stroke of six gave him tin excuse o.
leave the room, and gladder vet when in
doing so. he ran upon an old woman from
n neighboring room, who no sooner saw
him than she leereel at him and eagerly
(•marked:
•’Not much sleep, ch? We didn't think
you’d like it. Did you sec anything
Now this gave him the one excuse he
wanted
"See anything”' lie repeated, apparent,
ly with all Imaginable Innocence "What
do you mean by that?"
"Don't you know what happened in that
room ?”
“Don't tell me!" he shouted out ”1
don't want to hear any nonsense. I
haven't time I've got to be at the shop
at seven and 1 don’t feel very well What
did happen?" he mumbled in drawing off.
just loud enough for the woman to hear
■■Something unpleasant I'm sure." Then
he ran downstairs
At half past six he found the janitor.
He was. to all appearance, in a state, of
great excitement and he spoke very fast
”1 won’t stay another night In that
room. ' lie loudly declared, breaking in
where the family were gating breakfast
by lamplight ’1 don’t want to make any
trouble and I don’t want to give my rea
sons: but that room don't suit me. I'd
rather take the dartt one you talked about
yesterday 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."
stammered the janitor, rising awkwardly
"There’ll be talk and I won't be able to
let that room all winter "
“Nonsense! Every man hasn't the
nerves I have You'll let It tn a week.
But lot or not let, I'm going front into
the little dark room. I'll got the boss to
let me off at half past four. So that’s
set t led."
Ho waited for no reply and got none,
but when he appeared promptly at a
quarter of the. he found his few belong
ings moved into a middle room on the
fovttli floor of the front building, which.
odd! 1 perhaps, chanced to be next door to
the one he had held under watch the night
b rt *‘ore.
'I I- first page of bls adventure In the
!• --k licet tenement had been turned. :
and be w i eady to start upon another I
. . Book Plays Leading Part.
V i Mr Brotherson came tn that 1
n gb: It i .diced that the door of the ;
. d i ’ .‘■itate Making Immediately for !
It. be look a glance Inside, then spoke!
i>P v. itl a ringing intonation:
"lh:!loo! Coining to live In this hole?" ]
The < oeupant a young man. evidently ;
a«• rl.mau and somewhat sickly If one j
<o dd judge from his complexion turned .
around from some tinkering lie was cn- ■
gaged ’n and met the intruder fairly,
lace io fare If bis jaw fell, it seemed
to be from admiration. No other emotion
would have so Igihted his eye as he took
In the other's proportions and command- i
ing features. No dress Brotherson was '
never seen in any other than the home !
Best garb in these days could make him ;
look common or akin to his surroundings I
Whether seen near or far. hls presence
always caused surprise, and surprise was
what the young man showed, as he
answered briskly:
"Yes, this Is to be my castle Are you
the owner of the buildings'; If so
‘T am not the owner. I live next door.
Haven't I seen you before, young man'."'
Never teas there a more penetrating eye
than Orlando Brotherson’s. As he asked
this qeustion it took some effort on the
part of the other to hold hls own and
DANGER 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 I consent to its
publication. ” —Mrs. Julia A. Moore, i
17 East St., Asheville, N. C.
The Case of Mrs. Kirlin.
Circleville, Ohio. —“I can truthfully
say that I never had anything do me so!
much good during Change of Life as Ly- 1
dia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound.
“Before I 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 Kirlin, 358 W.
Mill St., Circleville, Ohio.
The Change of Life is one of the most
critical periods of a woman's existent’ .
A t such times women may rely upon Lydia
E. Pinkham's Vegetable Compound.
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 follow
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 tail Hr dherson
stared at the youth, then ventured an
other question;
"A carpenter, eh?"
"Yes. and Um an A-l 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? ft's not very cheerful, but
I'm so glad to get out of the room I was
in last 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; hut ”
The stop was significant, so was his smile
which had a touch of sickliness In it,
as well as humor
But Brotherson was not to he 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 heard of it?"
"Sure! The word almost lumped at the
questioner "Do you suppose I'd have
taken the room if ”
But here the intruder, with a disdain
ful grunt. turned ami went mil, disgust
every lea ure plain, tfnnt is takable,
downright disgu.se. and nothing more!
This was what gave Sweetwater his
second bad night; tilts and a certain dis
covery he made. He had counted on hear
ing what went on in the neighboring
room through the partition running hack
of his own closet. But he could heat
nothing, unless it was the shutting down
of a window, a loud sneeze, or the rat- j
fling of coals as they were put on the
lire And these possessed no significance. ■
What he wanted was to catch the secret
ugh. the muttered word, the involuntary
movement. He was too far removed from
this man still
How should he manage to got nearer
him at the door of his mind -of his
heart Sweetwater stared all night from
his miserable cot into the darkness of i
that separating closet, and with no re
sult His task looked hopeless; m> won
der that he could got no rest
Next morning he felt ill. but he rose all
the same, and tiled to get his own break
fast. He had but partially succeeded and
was sitting on the edge of his bed in
i wretched discomfort, when tbc veri man
he was thinking of appeared at his door
“I ve come to sec how you are," said
I Brotherson "I noticed that you did not
look well last night Won't you come in
t and share my pot of coffee'."’
"I i can't eat." mumbled Sweetwater,
jon otter in his life thrown completely
, 'ft hls balance "You're very kind, but l
I I'll manage all right I’d rather. I'm |
I not quite dressed, you see. and I must get 1
to the shop."
ll.cn he thought "What an opportu
(bit' Im losing Have I any right to tut:
all because lie plays his game from the
outset with trumps? No, I've a small
'■ Hump somewhere about me to lay on this
i trick It isn't an ace, but it'll show I'm
I not chicane " And smiling, though nei
j with itis usual cheerftilnes.-. Sweetwate
added, "Is the coffee all made.' I might
i take a drop of that But you mustn't
I ask me Io eat 1 just couldn't."
"les. the coffee is made and It Isn't
mail either. You'd better put on your
coat the hall is draughty And wait
ing till Sweetwater did so, he led the way
back to hls 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" (’he looking glass he
passed on hls way to the table where
the simple breaklast was spread out
showed him a figure so unlike the alert,
businesslike chap he had been that night
that he felt hls old assurance revive in
time to ease a situation which had no
counterpart In his experience.
"1 am going , out myself today, so
Iwe will have te hurry a bit,” was
I Brotherson’s tir.-t remark as they
seated themselves at tabh "Do you like
your coffee plain or with milk in it?"
“Plain Go, ' what pictures! Where
do you get em" You must have a lot of
coin. Sweetwater was staring at the
, row of photographs, mostly of a very
I high order, tacked along the wall separat
>mg the two rooms They were unframed,
I but tin y were mostly copies of great pic.
lures, ami the effect was rather Impos
img in contract to the shabby furniture
| and the otherwise homely fittings.
'Yes. Iv< enough for that kind of
thing was bis host's reply But the
tone was reserved, and Sweetwater did
ma presume along this line Instead, lie
i looked at the books piled upon the shelves
under these photographs, and wondered
< aloud at their number and at the man
who could waste such a lot of time in
, reading them. But lie made no more di
rect remarks Was he eowed by the pen
etrating eye lie encountered whenever lie
' yleldeil to the fascination exerted by .Mr.
| Brotherson’s personality and looked Ids
way'.’ He hated to think so. yet some
thing held him in cheek and made him
I listen, open-mouthed, when the other
ehose to speak
I set there was one cheerful moment.
! It was when he noticed tile careless way
i in which those books were arranged upon
I their shelves. An idea had come to him.
i He hid I s relief in his cup. as he drained
‘ the last drops of the coffee which really
I tasted better than he had expt eted.
When he returned from work that al’t-
I ernoon it was with an auger under his
| eoat amt a conviction which led him to
I empty out the contents of a small phial
J. which he look down from a shelf. He had
j told Mr Gryce that he was eager for the
us< ol its difflt ultles, but
| tliat was when he was feeling tine and
'| up to, any game which might come hls
• way Xow hi telt weak ami easily dls
. eour.iged 't ins would not do. He must
■ region his t .-alth at all hazards, so he
poured mu Hie mixture which had given
him smh a sickly air This done and a
' rude supper eaten, he took up his auger.
He !:.o .aid Mr Brotherson’s step go 17y*
But m\' minute he laid it down again
in great haste and tiling a newspaper
oyer it Mr BtotJieison was coming back
l.ao stopi i at Ins door h,-<1 knocked and
inns; be let m.
: To Be Continued tn Next Issue.
The Ten Ages of Beauty Victoria)l^i rl
Illustrations from Good Housekeeping Magazine for September.
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 than slaves.
Before the l’’reneh revolution the aristo
cratic woman of wealth may have
queened it over Iter 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
ol 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 train
was necessary to her status, and no grown
up lady wt nt without one.
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and Muffs.’’
Up-to-Date Jokes
"Why, Irene, dear, what has hap
pen e<ilt is not a month since your
marriage, and I lind you in tears al
ready I ”
"Ah Hilda, darling’. George is stand-i
ing as candidate for congress, you
know. ami I’ve only just learned from ,
the opposition papers what a really
dreadful man 1 have married.''
T.ady I am looking for a governess
for my children
Manager of Intelligence Office
Didn't we supply von 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 .hr t arrived at the prison,
"well set you to work What .in you
do best ?"
"Well, f you'll give me a weeks
practice on your signature. I'll sign
your official papers for you." said the
prisoner.
Mrs. Naggs John, have you read
jthi.s magazine article entitled "How To
Be Happy Though Married '
Naggs -Of coursi not I know how
without reading it.
Mis Naggs W. H, how '
Naggs ylet a divorce.
Sportsman -1 suppose you have never
had anything to do with racing. Mr.
Goodbody"
Curate i- r no. not exactly. But 1 did
a bit of house hunting when 1 first got
married you know.
Now they claim that the human body
contains sulphur.”
“In w hut amount ?"
"Oh. in varying quantities."
"Well, that may account for some
glris making better matches than oth-
First Student- What makes that red
spot on your nose"
Sei end Student —Glasses
First Student—Glasses of what?
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Daysey May me and Her Folks
By Frances L. Garside
A DESPERATE REMEDY.
IT is hard work to get a girl started
to singing, but after she begins
something de rate must be done
to induce her to stop.
There was company at the home of
Lysatider John Appleton
The company requested Daysey May
me to sing. She didn't know anything
new she said
"Sing the old ' said tile 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
j tn hour that even <'hesterfield w ould
urge no more became a little loss in
sistent.
Daysey Mayme saw the sign of war
ing interest and met it by going to the
pia no.
First, she sang something tn 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
•hey haven't them, and those who have
homes because their homes don't suit
t hem
Then she 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 company groaned Daysey
Maytnt sang on.
The company began to fidget. 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,
bunched-up bustle, which today seems positively grotesque.
Under this frock the girl of the late seventies wore the
lightest corsets she could squeeze herself into. A waist of
eighteen inches, which is considered too small for the aver
age well-built girl today, would have been laughed at as
l> inn 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.
Comparatively few women wear pads nowadays, and
good figures arc developed by exercise and athletics. In
those days almost every woman wore pads of some sort to
simulate the periect figure which nature had denied her.
The modern girl, even when she had the puff 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 187!>.
To be fashionable in those days one had to risk one’s
health, ami a girl dressed in these garments could not enjoy
one-half or even one-third of the healthy pleasures of the
girl of today.
(’roquet 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
I home Still Daysey Mayme sang on.
s Her father grumbled to his w ife, then
. he grumbled to Daysey Mayme. then
he used words so big tin y wiil b. st nt
. to the state chemist to be analyzed.
Still Daysey May me sang on.
Then Lysander John, realizing that
despetate ills require desperate term -
; dies, attached a dynamite fuse to the
piano and blew it out 'of the window.
Still Daysey May me sang on.
U Inch 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
r; floating dock in the world is capable
1 of lifting battleships with a displace
ment of 32,000 tons. It covers an area
of two and a quarter acres, is 6SO feet
long, 144 feet wide and 66 set high.
Manitoba, in northwest Canada,
which contains nearly 3ii.otai.oiin acres
i of arable land, has only one-sixth of
this amount under cultivation.
Letters to Japan which arc 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
f 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 be pre
served many months before it can be
placed on the market, but the Dutch
farmer has found that by passing an
electr'.c current through the cheese
blocks they can be "matured" within 24
hours. Recent experiments in Switzer
land have been very successful.
J HARMLESS W
TODARKENTHEH4IR
A Little Sage and Sulphur
Makes Gray Hair Vanish —A
Remedy for All Hair Troubles.
\\ hn 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 b 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.
Ihe * W yeth t’hemieal Company of
New York put out an ideal preparation
of this kind, called Wyeth's Sage and
Sulphur Hait Remedy, in which Sage
and Sulphur .ire 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 fifty-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 day s'
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 exactlv as repre
sented. (Advt.)
DR. WOOLLEY’S SANITARIUM
sjpgM Opium ano Whisky ss-taw sru
r * years experience shows
these diseases are curable. Patients also 'rea’ed at their
KffiffirlEMßTOiiihomes. Consultation confidential. A book on the suh-
ZSaMMBlfi l ect P. R B B WOLLEY i SOK'., Ke. 3.A Vi*,
tor Simit*rlutu. Atlanta. Qa. - 1 — 3 -
Advice to the
Lovelorn
' ——
By Beatrice Fairfax.
HE WAS A SUMMER FLIRT.
Dear Miss Fairfax:
Last glimmer 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 qr heard
from him. I 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, and 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 tne 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. I 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:
1 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
to tell the party he could not be
present, telling me to stav at home
and wait for him. I waited for two
hours. When he came home ho
told me that the party there had
detained him. knowing all the while
that I was waiting. He also added
that he stepped in to see a friend to
keep me waiting just for spite.
Many times he goes away for hours,
and I. thinking he will be back at
any time, wait for him. Ought I
to wait? BELLE.
You show yourself of little spirit
waiting the second time for such a
man.
There Is no happiness with a man
like that. For your own good, break
the engagement!
A SPLENDID FOOD TOO
SELDOM SERVED
In the average American house
hold Macaroni is far too seldom
served. It is such a splendid food
and one that is so well liked that
it should be served at one meal
every day. Lei. it take the place
of potatoes. Macaroni has as
great a food value as potatoes and is
ever so much more easily digested.
Faust Macaroni Is made from richlv
glutinous, American grown Durum
wheat. It is every bit as finely fla
vored and tenderly succulent as the im
ported varieties and you can be posi
tive it is clean and pure—made by
Americans In spotless, sunshiny kitch
ens.
Your grocer can supply you with Faust
Macaroni—in sealed packages 5c and 10c.
Write for free Book of Recipes.
MAULL BROS.,
St. Louis, Mo.
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COAL
$4.75 Per Ton I
SEPTEMBER DELIVERY I
The Jellico Coal Co.
82 Peachtree Street
Both Phones 3668
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There has been many eases of piles
cured by a single 50c box of Tetterine.
Tetterine cures all skin and scalp erup
tions. itching piles, dandruff, old sores,
eczema, tetter and ringworm.
Tetterine can be had at all druggists or
by sending 50c to J. H. Sbuptrine. Sa
vannah. Ga.
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Children si
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