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|L —4 jjl IP IVk KT JT! I U // II M u ii JL AZ-^^Z—JL-d “Initials Only” * By Anna Katherine Grene J Thrilling Mystery Story of Modern Times <r-mvrfght, 1911, Street * Smith.) (Copyright 1911. by Dodd. Mead * Co.) TODAY’S INSTALLMENT. Could it be? Was It he who was dream n(lW, or was the event of the night a mere farce of his own imagining? Mr. Brotherson was whistling in his room, rail’ and with ever Increasing verve, and o-.p tune which filled the whole floor with ’’ l c was the same grand finale from William Tell which had seemed to work t ich magic in the night. As Sweetwater cnght the mellow but indifferent notes Bounding from those lips of brass, he dragged forth the music box he held hid den In his coat pocket and flinging It on the floor stamped upon It. ■•The man is too strong for me," he crle d "His heart Is granite; he meets mv every move. What am I to do now?" The Danger Moment. For a day Sweetwater acknowledged himself to be mentally crushed, dislllu .inn’ed and defeated. Then his spirits re gained their poise. It would take a heavy weight indeed to keep them down per manently. His opinion was not changed In re gard to his neighbor's secret giillt. A demeanor of this sort suggested bravado rather than bravery to the ever-suspiclous detective But he saw. very plainly by this time, that he would have to employ more subtle methods yet ere his band would touch the goal which so tantallz- Inglv eluded him. His work at the bench suffered that wee k; he made two mistakes. But by Saturday night he had satisfied himself that he had reached the point where he would be justified in making use of Miss Challoner's letters. So he telephoned his wishes to New York, and awaited the premised developments with an anxiety we can only understand by realizing how much greater were his chances of fail ure than of success. To insure the lat ter. every factor In his scheme must work to perfection. The medium of communi cation ta young, untried girl) must do her part with all the skill of artist and author combined. Would she disappoint them? He did not think so. 'Women possess a marvelous adaptability for this kind of work, and this one was French, which made the case still more hopeful. But Brotherson! In what spirit would he meet the proposed advances? Would he even admit the girl, and, if he did, would the Interview bear any such fruit as Sweetwater hoped for? The man who could mock the terrors of the night by a careless repetition of a strain instinct with the most sacred memories, was not to he depended upon to show’ much feel ing at sight of a departed woman's writing. But no other hope remained, and Sweet - water faced the attempt with heroic de termination. The day was Sunday, which ensured o* £WC SflSk 'w <x ||gKX,.. --A ■bZI/a /?kvw*«*»»**y 4 /DRUDGE Aa \ tM illiF 11 ! H Jiy ''•*V“ Bf /-&H MJIO.U *wJ (tfrS?® *«tM« Arty Drudge Dries Miss Pretty girl’s Tears. Arty Drudge— “ Why, what’s the matter, dear? What are you crying about?” Afiss Prettygirl—“Oh, my beautiful new waist is ruined and it just makes me sick. That clumsy Will John son upset a plate of refreshments on it last night at the party, and spoiled all my fun.” Arty Drudge— “ And his, too, I’ll warrant. But dry your eyes, dear. It was all an accident, no doubt, but you feel so badly that you have to blame someone. Now if you had only known of Fels-Naptha you could-have passed it off as a joke, enjoyed yourself and spared Will an uncomfortable time.” ■ There’s a right way and a wrong way to do everything. And there is a new way and an old way to do almost everything. The new way to wash clothes is the 1 els-Naptha way —in cool or lukewarm water, no boiling, either in winter or sum mer, and little rubbing. And the Fels-Naptha is the right way as well —saves time, saves the back, saves hiel, and the wash comes out cleaner, sweeter, whiter. It is up to you to choose between the new and the old, the right and the wrong way of doing your washing. Simple directions for washing and other household cleaning are printed on the inside of the red and green wrapper. Brotherson s being at home. Nothing would have lured Sweetwater out for a moment, though he had no reason to ex pect that the affair he was anticipating would come off till early evening But it did. i.are in the afternoon he heard the expected steps go by his door— a womans step But they were not alone A man's accompanied them What man? Sweetwater hastened to satisfy himself ott this point by laying his ear to the partition Instantly the whole conversation be came audible. An errand? Oh. yes. I have an errand!" explained the evidently unwelcome in truder, In her broken English. "This is my brother Pierre. My name is Celeste Ledru. 1 understand English ver well. I have worked much in families. But he understands nothing He is all French. He accompanies me for—for the- what you call it? les convenances. He knows nothing of the beesiness." Sweetwater in the darkness of his clos et laughed in his gleeful appreciation. "Great"' was his comment. "Just great' She has thought of everything -or Mr. Grjce has.” Meanwhile, the girl was proceeding with increased volubility. What is this beesiness. monsieur? I have something to sell—-so you Americans speak. Something you will want much ver' sacred, ver' precious. A souvenir from the tomb, monsieur Wllu you give ten—no, that is too leetle—fifteen dollars for it? it is worth—Oh, more, much more to the true lover Pierre, tu es bete. Tlena-tu droit sue ta chaise. M. Brotherson est un monsieur comme II faut." this adjuration, uttered in sharp repri mand and with but little of the French grace, may’ or may not have been under stood by the unsympathetic man they were meant to impress. But the name which accompanied them—his own name, never heard but once before in this house, undoubtedly caused the silence whiclt almost reached the point of em barrassment. before he broke it witlt tlie harsh remark: "Your French may be good, but it does not go with me Yet it is more intelligi ble than your English. What do you want here? What have you in that bag you wish to open; and what do you mean by the sentimenial trash with which vou offer it?” "Alt. monsieur has not memory of me.' came in the sweetest tones of a really seductive voice. "Yon astonish me. monsieur. 1 thought vou knew - everybody else does—Oh. tout le monde, monsieur, that I was Miss Challoner's maid—near her when other people were not—near her the very day she died. " A pause; then an angry exclamation from some one. Sweetwater thought from tiie brother, who may have misin terpreted some look or gesture on Broth ersei - part. Brotherson himself would n, • '.. ont )o show surprise In anv such noisy way. i To Be Continued in Next Issue New Dances to Succeed the Turkey Trot THERE is a difference between the dances of last year and those which will be popular this com ing season. Last year to dance well you had only to imitate some one else. This year, to be a successful dancer in the drawing room as on the stage, you must have imagination and origi nality. As far as the stage goes, the turkey trot and similar dances are a thing of the past, and nothing is so completely dead as a thing that is passed in tne theatrical world. The dances which we do could be transported to the drawing room with out any difficulty at all. There is noth ing suggestive about them, and. except in a few cases, the acrobatic features could be eliminated without detracting from the dance. My first dance, and I speak as the elder sister, being fifteen minutes older than Rose. Is a dance of flirtation and coquetry; almost any good dancer could arrange it by simplifying it a little and make a very pretty drawing room dance of it. It is danced to waltz time and thb - I ; : M I Jr 7 K Ju ~ I w ' rg/? A -- v // fit* > JmWI S&\ owts ! Sk -w..- AvMMS*' & Hi HS/ x- >i, jfl /ISkHB w / A ;X. F / AL' I' > -W/ / - mk 1 Os / / : / y TO I VKkl ■ THE DOLLY SISTERS AND MARTIN BROWN, OF ‘‘THE MERRY COUNTESS” COMPANY, IN TWO OF THE DANCES THAT ARE DESTINED TO BECOME POPULAR IN BALL ROOMS THIS WINTER. two partners, while keeping in perfect rhythm, do not clasp hands until the very end of the dance. Now, when two amateurs start out to do a dance of this sort, they ought to think up a good little story, or a series of incidents which they could drama tize while dancing. The story must be cut up in different sections or incidents and each incident must be fitted to a certain number of bars of music. We are using the beau tiful Strauss waltzes and other Strauss numbers, which can be had at any mu sic store, and are in most of the albums of dance music. After the introduction, which should be performed by the orchestra or musi- Advice to the Lovelorn B a Beatrice Fairfax. YOUR MOTHER IS UNREASONABLE Dear Miss Fairfax: I am a young man 24 years old. and am engaged to a young lady of sixteen. We were to have been married in May and she had all her wedding trousseau ready. Iler par ents are willing, but my mother ob jects strenuously. 1 can not tell why she dislikes it so much, as the girl is of a good family and very pretty, with a real good education. My mother suffers Intensely with her heart and 1 fear if I marry so much against her wishes, it will kii! her. E. K. if your mother had objections to the girl, it would be your duty to consider them, but I gather her objections are based on the fear of losing you. This maternal selfishness is deplorable, and not uncommon. If reasoning and pa tience and coaxing fail to win her over, marry without her consent. You owe ii to the girl. THE MAN WAS RIGHT. Dear Miss Fairfax: I am a young girl seventeen years old and love a boy two years my senior. I see him every day, but have not yet received an introduc tion. The manner in which he act ed, it seemed as if he cared for me also, but at a ball I saw him. but he did not come over to ask me to dance with him. I do not know what this means, because I dearly love him. HEARTBROKEN. It means the man respects you so much he deems an introduction neces sary before asking you to dance wftii him. Don't expect or accept any attentions f om him till you have been introduced. By THE DOLLY SISTERS. cians alone, your coquetry dance begins, the man and girl ente.ring from differ ent sides of the stage. I am going to outline a simplifieo version of our dance, which could be followed out by two ordinary good dancers. The main thing to remember is that yon must be absolutely certain of your incidents and the action that is to go with them and exactly how long each one is going to take. Musical introduction. Entrance to waltz step from opposite side of the room, eight bars. Meeting in the center of stage or room with cutt'sy on the part of the girl, salutation on the part of the ma.i. eight bars. Waltzing promenade side by side, both looking at each other, the girl coquetting with the man, and he flitting with her He endeavors to catch her and she leads him on. always managing to es cape before he comes up to her. This could be made very pretty in a drawing room or ball room, by waltzing around different objects at the sides of the room, such as chairs, pedestals, etc. The way It is done depends entirely upon the amount of space arid dramatic talent, as well as the grace and ability of the dancers. Gestures and facial ex pression must suggest a violent flirta tion. The chase becomes wilder and wild er. the dancers waltzing and turning, with arms extended and swaying. The man catches up with the girl, puts his arm around her and tries to kiss her; site bends back and puts her hand before her face. She escapes again, and the same thing is repeated. This time, after the unsuccessful kiss, they waltz together for eight bars; she, however, does not hold him as in the ordinary waltz, but Do You Know— Hamburg, the first city to perceive the danger of tile modern long hatpin, has provided Its conductors with boxes of hatpin point-protectors. Ladles with unguarded hatpins may now choose be tween getting down from the car and giving the conductor an extra penny for a couple of the municipal point protectors. The deaths in Irish -work houses during the past year included those of no fewer than seventeen centenarians. One of these persons was stated to be 110 years and another 10S years of age. while two had reached 107 and three 106 years. 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There is a momentary balance with the left foot up, a slight hop with the right up, and the two-step is resumed, with the next glissade on the left foot. Up-to-Date Jokes "Sorry, Bill, 1 can’t come to the thea ter tonight. Now, don’t look so cross— you ain't cross, really, are yer, Bill?" “No, I ain’t exactly cross, Liz, but still it is a bit aggravating for a chap to find he’s washed his face and hands for nothing, ain’t it?” "If I were an ostrich,” began the mean man at the breakfast table, as he picked up one of his wife's "rock” cakes, "then” — "Yes.” interrupted the patient better half, "then I might get a few feathers for that old hat I’ve worn for three years.” I am a Woman. 1 know woman e Bufferings. I have found the cure. J TJi 1 Ph 1 : ch*nre, myhoiMtrut- asntwith full instructions to any sufferer from woman’s ailments. I want to tell all women about this cure—yos. my reader, for yourself, your daughter, your mother, or your sister. I want to 1 tell you how to cure yourselves at home wtth- L out the help of a doctor. Men cssiwt understand | women a Hufferlnge What we women knowfrw* I iiptrliscs, wo know better than any doctor 1 1 know tha’ luy'home treatment ie safe and sure I cure for iMCStrhsit st Whitish diicfiirfit Uksrstisii Dlt f sKceniMt ar FaHiss at th, Womb. Frotsss. Scanty st R|,M r firiodt, Ultriri, ar Or icon Tumor,, ar trasths; alia oalni Is Hod, booh oad bosill. boariot Doan feelings. nteHuru crooolsg feeling so tbs Dint, molsnoholy. desire Is er,, hot flashes, eurtnu,. kidnt, end bloddtr heublot wMro coaeod b; sukntem oteulior to our sex. I want to eend yon a con,let, tan de,'t traataast antlrmfp fraa to prove to you that you can cure yourself at home, easilv, quickly and surely. Remember, that, it will cast )«u ndhingto give the treatment a complete trial: and if you Daysey Mayme and Her Folks X T - OUR waist and skirt are to- Y gether in the back, you have remembered to powder your nose; your hair doesn’t need pushing up in the back, or ratting in the front, and your hat is on straight." said Mrs. Lysander John Appleton to her daugh ter one morning. "Now, dtop these things from your mind, and remember the meat for dinner.” During het ride down four floors in an elevator Daysey Mayme powdered her nose before the »levator mirror, adjusted her hat. patted her hair here and pulled it there, turned like a con tortionist till she could get a view of her nose before the elevator mirror, her hips and lifted herself out of her corset —a woman's way of giving her self a better figure—and re-powdered her nose. When she entered the meat market a hush fell upon the seven women pres ent. for Daysey Mayme, with her open work clothes and her powder, looked a JfL I Give the little folks all the Faust / Macaroni they want. It s a wholesome 1 / and nourishing food contains just the .1 elements required hy their growing bodies. J AT YOUR GROCER'S It / /n sealed packages 5c and 10c I \ MAULL BROS. St. Loui., Mo. [ 4 _— . ilk wrw 1 The Best Coffee You Ever Tasted NO COFFEE ENJOYS THE UNDISPVTED DISTINCTION OF QVALITT AS DOES MAXWELL HOUSE BLEND IT HAS BEEN ON THE MARKET FOR MANY TEARS. AI, WATS «mW« SATISFACTION TO THOSE WHO VSR IT ASK YOUR GROCER FOR IT CHEEK-NEAL COEEEE CO. NASHVIEEK, TBKM. HOUSTON, TKX. J ACKSOMTTLIeH, FLA. ■ L_.-S—.■■■■■■* . , —— \t©\ Bi r I JHlb ri | The Sign of The I \ “Business Grip” | Look around in your town, Mr. Merchant. The men °t greatest success are those who have made their tele* phones, the always present, always ready servant. H And these men turn to the telephone FIRST, in the K rush of everyday business. The Bell telephones of the K < United States now carry more than twenty-four million messages every twenty-four hours. Have you adequate Bell service? ? Call the Contract Department to-day and ask about it, § U SOUTHERN BELL TELEPHONE \ AND TELEGRAPH COMPANY By Frances L. Garside much like over-floured lattice-work pie, Daysey Mayme never stands in line. Stepping ahead of all the women pres ent. she said in the loud and lofty tones of those to whom the high cost of liv ing means nothing: “Send me up two cheap little eteaks. Oh, about $3 each, if you have them. I guefcs that kind will do.” The butcher's eyes glistened at such an order, and the other women who had been grumbling because soup bones had advanced from nine cents to eleven cents, stared in amaze. Having made the desired impression. Daysey Mayme followed the butcher to the back of the store, presumably to see what he was going to cut off. When they were out of earshot of the others she said in a whisper: "I have changed my mind about the steak. Please send up five cents worth of liver.” Then, with her nose held so high she had to stand on tip-toe to powder it, she walked out.