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THE GEORGIAN'S MAGAZINE PAGE
‘‘lnitials Only” ♦- By Anna Katherine Grene
A Thrilling Mystery Story of Modern Times
<r->nvri«ht, 1911. Street * Smith.)
(Copyright 1911. byDodd. Mead & Co.)
TODAY’S INSTALLMENT
i S aw many things—Oh, many
things " the girl proceeded with an ad
mirahle mixture of suggestion and re
p ■That day and other days, too
Ye did not talk—Oh, no: she did not talk.
I san-Oh. yes. I saw that she—that
J"; in have to say It. monsieur, that
?? were tres bon amis after that week
fn 1- nox.
\ <ll His utterance of this word
jvas vigorous. hut notjender. “What are
. ming to? What can you have to
!"..*» ire in this connection that 1 will
believe in for a moment?"
I have these- is monsieur certain*
no one can hear? 1 wouldn't have
~,\.i.,„|i hear what I have to tell you for
f, . world for all the world."
\o one can overhear."
the first time that day Sweetwa
er breathed a full, deep breath. This
durance had sounded heartfelt. "Bless
ing. on her cunning young head. She
thinks of everything.
• You are unhappy. Vou have thought
M I'hallo'ner cold: that she had no
j. ponse for your ver' ardent passion.
But' ' these words were uttered sotto
voce and with telling pauses—"but
I I know- ver’ much better than
tha' She was ver’ proud. She had
a right: she was. no poor girl like me
bto she spend hours —hours in writing
letters she nevaire send. I saw one. just
, in ,.. f or a leetle minute: while you could
breathe so short as that; and it began
with '’heri. or your English for that, and
it ended with Words Oh, ver much like
these. ’Von nay nevaire se. these lines.’
v b.vit was 'e. interesting, veree so. and
trade one v;.n' to see what she did with
letters she wrote and nevaire mail; so 1
It end loot;, anti one day I see them.
Si ‘ had a leetle ivory box Oh. ver nice,
ver pretty. I thought it was jewels she
kept locked up so tight. But. non, non,
nun. It was letters —these letters. I
t : m tattle, rattle, not once but
~ . dices. You believe, me, monsieur? '
1 I tlievo yo.t to have taken every ad
tat ftge possible to spy upon your mis
t<es«. I believe that. yes."
from interest, monsieur, from great
■ tn’■ t • : "
"Self-interest."
‘As monsieur pleases. Bat, it was t
strange. ver sttange for a g.ar.de dame
Pkt to write letters^—sheets on
site, :- - u’al then not send them, nevaire.
1 Aeanc.l of those letters- I could not
help it. i- and when she died so quick—
with no word for any onje, no word at all,
I thought of those writings so secret, so
of the heart, and when no one noticed—
or thought about this box. or—or the key
she he it slim tight. oh. always tight in
1 er 'eerie gold p. rse, I - Monsieur, do you
want so see those letters?” asked the girl,
with a gulp. Evidently his appearance
it ghtened iter- or hail her acting readied
tins point of, extreme finish'.’ "I had
nevaire the chance to put them back.
. And -and they belong to monsieur. They
' are his all his -and so beautiful! Ah.
just like poetry."
'I don't consider them min; I haven't
a particle of confidence in you or in your
story You are a thief- self-convicted; or
you're an agent of,’the police whose mo
tives t neither understand nor care to in
vestigate. Take up your hag and go. 1
haven't a cent's worth of Interest in its
cements "
Site started to her feet. Sweetwater
heard i er chair grate on the painted floor,
as she pushed it back in rising. The
frother rose too. but more calmly. Broth
nsi>n did no stir. Sweetwater felt his
"he t'3, Tying down —down into
ashrs. when suddenly her .voice, broke
forth in pants:
'And Marie said- everybody said —that
yet loved om- great lady: that you. of
'!• pdop.e, common, common, working
ire bands, living with men anti
women working with the hands, that you
ha<l -oul. sentiment what you will of the
> and the great, and that you would
sue your eyes for her words, si fines, si
■P rittmlles. o like de« vers de poete. i
’"lre! fal«e! all false! She was an angel, i
are -read that! ' she vehemently '
"■ike .i.. opening Iter bag and whisk,ng
' At, :■ down before him. "Head and
trstar.d my proud and lovely lady.
" 'liil right to die. You are hard
iar.l You would have killed her if she
l ad not
'Silence, woman! I will read nothing!"
ante hissing from the strong man's teeth,
■ n almost ungovernable anger. "Take
this It,ter. as you call it. and leave
•ny room ”
ev?Jr>T ¥•• I w'tl no! read? But you
•” ! < 'Ou shall. Behold another! One,
' four!” Madlj thej flew from
••• Madl\ she continued her vi
'ineraiive attack. “Beast! beast! That
pour out her innocent heart to
'’n I do not want your money,
' •ur of the common street, of the
house. It would be dirt Pierre,
'••’ld be din. Ah. bah! je moublie
fait. Pierre, il esf bete. II refuse
toucher. Mais il faut qu’il les
•’ .ie les iaisse sur le plancher.
me mouue de lui. Canaille!
1n p <hj people, tout a tail du peu-
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brother, then silence, and such silence
that Sweetwater fancied he could catch
the sound of Brotherson’s heavy breath
ing. His own was silenced to a gasp.
What a treasure of a girl! How natural
her indignation! What an instinct she
showed and what comprehension! This
high and might \ handling of a most dif
ficult situation and a most difficult man.
had imposed on Brotherson. had almost
imposed upon himself. Those letters so
beautiful, so spirituelle! Yet, the odds
were that she had never read them, much
less abstracted them. The minx! the
ready, resourceful, wily, daring minx!
But had she imposed on Brotherson?
As the silence • ront.nued, Sweetwater
began to doubt. He understood quite well
the importance of his neighbors first
movement. Were he to tear those letters
into shreds! He might be thus tempted.
All depended on the strength of his pres
ent mood and the real nature of the secret
which lay buried in his heart.
Was that heart as flinty as it seemed?
Was there no place for doubt or even for
curiosity, in its impenetrable depths?
Seemingly, he had not moved foot or hand
since .his unwelcome visitor'-- had left.
He was doubtless still staring at the
scattered sheets lying before him; possi
bly battling with unaccustomed impulses;
possibly weighing deeds and consequences
in those slow moving scales *f his in
which no man could cast a weight with
any certainty how far its even balance
would be disturbed.
There was a sound as of settling coal.
Only at night would one expect to hear
so slight a sound as that in a tenement
full of noisy children. But the moment
chanced to be jropii iot.s, ard it i.ot onl>
attracted the attention of Sweetwater on
his side of the wall, but it struck the ear
of Brotherson also. With an ejaculation
as bitt r as it was impatient, he roused
himself aml gathered up the letters.
Sweetwater could hear the successive
rustlings as he bundled them up in his
hand. Then came another suence then
•he lifting of a stove lid.
Sw- etwater had not been wr< i g in his
secret apprehension. H identification
with bis unimpressionable neighbor’s
mood had shown him what to expect.
These letters- these innocent and pre
cious outpourings «n a rare ami wumanl)
soul ihe omy conceivable open sesame to
the hard-locked nature he found himself
| pitted against, would <> >n be resolved
I into a vanishing puff of smoke.
But the lid was thrust back, and the
I letters remained in hand. Mortal strength
has its limits. Even Brotherson could
not shut down that lid on words which,
might have been meant for him. harshly
as he hau repelled the idea.
The pause which iollowed told little;
but when Sweetwater heard the man
within move with characteristic energy to
the door, turn tie key and step back
again to his place at the table, he knew
that the danger moment >-.<»; pusse.i and
that tho.'c letters were ai be read,
not ca.- ’.;ail\. but sericUsiy. as it.de ed
their contents merited.
This caused Sweetwater to feel serious
himself. Upon what r< suit might he
calculate? What would happen to this
hardy syuh when the fact he so scorn
fulij lepudiftted was borne in upon him.
and' -be -saw that the disdain which had
antagonized him was a mere device-a
cloak <o’ hide the secret .heart of love
and eager womanlx devotion? Her death
little as Brotherson would believe it up
until now had been his personal loss
the greatest which can befall a- man.
When he came to see this when the mod
est fervor of her unusual nature began
to dawn upon him in these self-revela
tions. would the result be remorse, or just
the (leadening and final extinction ot
whatever tenderness he may have re
tained for her memory? r
Impossible to tell. The balance of prob
ability hung even. Sweetwater recognized
this, and clung, breathless, to his loop
hole. I'ain would he have seen, as well
as heard.
Mr. Brotherson read the first letter
standing. Ar it soon became public prop
erty, I will give it here, just as it after
wards appeared in the columns of the
i greedy journals:
| ‘ Beloved:
• “When I sit. as I often do. in perfect
quiet under the stars, and dream that
you are looking at them too. not for hours
as 1 do. but for one full moment in
which your thoughts are with me as
w'holly as mine are with you. 1 feel that
the bond between us. unseen by rhe
world, and possibly not wholly recognized
by ourselves, is instinct with the same
powder which links together the eterni
ties.
“It seems to have always been; to
have known n-> beginning, only a bud
ding. an efflorescence, the visible product
of a hidden but always present reality. A
mor th ago and I was ignorant, even, of
your name. Now, you seem the best
known to me. the best understood, of
God's creatures. One afternoon of per
fect companionship one flash of strong
emotion, with its deep, true insight into
each other's soul, and the miracle was
wrought. We had met, and henceforth
parting would mean separation only, and
not the severing of a mutual bond. One
hand, and one only, could do that now.
1 will not name htat hand. For us there
is nought ahead but life.
“Thus do 1 ease my heart in the si
lenct which conditions impose upon us.
Some day 1 shall hear your voice again,
and then—’’
The paper dropped from the reader’s
and. It was several minutes before he
ook up another.
This one. as it happ< ”.ed, antedated the
i other. will appear u reading It:
i My Friend:
“1 said that I could not write to yuu-
. dial we must wait You were willing,
but there is much to be accomplished.
; ami the silence ma.v be lung. My father
lis tot an easy man to please, but he
| desires m> happiness and will listen to
‘ms plea w'hen the right hour comes.
When you have won your place when
.'•hi have shown yourself to be the man I
,«-el you to be, then my father will recog
nize \ our worth, and the wa\ will be
• leaieo. despite the obstacles which now
. ntervene.
“But. meantime' \h. \uu will nut
I I.m»w it, but words will rist the heart
• must find utterance What the lip can
' not utter, nor the looks reveal, these
•pages shall hold in sacred trust for- uu
I till the <ia> wnen m? father* will place
my hand in yours, with heartfelt ap
i proval.
To Be Continued in Next Issue
CASTOR IA
For Infanta and Children.
The Kind You Have Always Bought
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Beauty and Youth tSSKSSx ’” By Nell Brinkley
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Fortunate she whom Youth caret.ses and in whose ear he whispers
Up-to-Date Jokes
For a number of .Veal* a bitter f ml
existed between the Browns and the
Perkinses, next door neighbors. The
trouble had originated through the
depredations of Brown’s eat,- and had
grown so fierce an affair that neither
party ever dreamed of "making up."
One day. however, Brown, sent by his
servant a peace-making note for Mr:
Perkins, which read:
"Mr. Brown sends his compliments
to Mr, Perkins and begs to say his old
cat died this morning.”
Mr. Perkins' written reply wae bit
ter:
"Mr. Perkins is sorry to hear of Mr.
Bi own's trouble, but he had not heard
that Mrs. Brown was ill."
A rathet seedy-looking man hurried
excitedly from the rear car iage into
the one ahead.
"Has any one got any whisky?" he*
shrilly inquired "A lady back there
has fainted."
Half a dozen flasks were offered in
stantly. Seizing one. he looked at it
criticali>. uncorked it. mt it to.his lips,
and took a long, ling'ring nuH.
"Ah!" he exc iaimbd with gusto: "I
feel better now. Seeing a woman faint
alwavs did upset me."
A parti of traveling men in a hotel
we e one (lav boasting (,f the business
done by their csp-ctive firm*, whim
one of the uaveltrs said:
"No house in the country, I am proud
to sai. has more men or women push
ing its line of goods than mine."
"What do you -ell?” he was asked.
"Baby carriages!" he shouted, as tie
tied from the room.
Newspaper Proprietor (angrily)
What did you mean by telling the man
who askid if there was money in
musbroo i s that there would he more
mone,. for :..m in toadstools?
Editor of tin 'Question and An
swer I ie|>.( rt men t" < ..ith an air of one
wim knows iie is n Hie right) Be
cause. sir. I looked up .t he man in the
directuri. and found h< wag an umlei
taker.
Nagg The milkman* busine-s i
minds me of P.ua .toil's daughter." •
.lagg "In what way
Nagg Didn't site draw a pioph> t
out of the water?"
"What is trial dog ba: king at?" asked
a fop, whose hunts we n more polished
than his ideas.
"Why." said a bystander, "he see
another puppy In your boots."
■| -t.lack Hansom was married the
the: da I m Miss Richlei "
Vi s and I wa« very sorry m see it."
Sori i " For her -akt or his?"
“l-'oi mine. 1 wanted her."
Advice to the
Lovelorn
By Beatrice Fairfax.
ALL'S FAIR IN LOVE
Dear Miss Fairfix:
1 have called on a young lady for
a short tint" and find that 1 now
love her. She has another young
man calling on Iter and has virtu
ally promised to marry him. H’u
snows me quite a bit of favor ami
sr.ys that she cares quite a bit for
me. How do you think I could win
her from the other chap, or do you
think it would be u.sel.-s to try?
ANXIOUS.
You have a right to tri. Be sure
that you use only the most honorable
means, and never say a disparaging
■..ord of -our rival, .lust leave him out
of the question, if. you love her, tell
her so. Give her a chance to choose
between you. If the decision is against
you. accept it like a man. If you can’t
have her love, her friendship and re
spect will mean a great deal to you.
DON'T DO IT.
Dear Miss Fairfax:
I am a young girl and deeply In
lqve with a young man one yea
my senior. We’ve been going to
gether for ten months. Occasional
ly we would quarrel, but it never
. ot-> mteo to much. For some rea
son or other he has become angry.
Several people have asked him the
reason, but he refuses to tell. Do
you think I ought to write ahd ask
him to explain his peculiar actions?
PERPLEXED.
If you offended, apologize. But if he
is sulking without reason, don't eat
humble pie w hen it is not your tort:
Just let him alone. A lover who Ha
coaxed back never slays long. '>m
w ho returns voluntarily Is too ashamed
of himself and too much afraid ho will
not be forgiven to ever stray again.
PUT AWAY THE PAST.
I >rar M i-~ I 'all la x :
1 am a widow, having lost my
husband four leal's ago I am Hi
love witlt another man whom I
know to be honest and true and
who can give mi- a good home. He
has asked me to nrttty him and I
hale accepted. Now, when he gives
me mi engagement ring shall I re
move tny previous one to another
finger, and what shall I do with my
wedding ring on our wedding dai
CONSTANT READER
No man likes to be reminded, when
he gives a w oman < ngagoment am) 1
wedding rings that she has worn them
for some other man Put away eve \
reminder of the pa.“t. You own this
much to the man who is to be your
itusband.
‘I will oe yours so long.”
Do You Know—
It is stated in a volume of the census
report, just issued, that if the total
I population of England and Wales at the
I last census, 36.070.402, was distributed
lat equal intervals over the whole sur
face of the country, a distance of 76
yards would separate each individual
froth bis nearest neighbor. In 1901
ibis interval wits KO yaids, in 1891 85
yards, in 1881 90 yards and in 1871 96
yards. In 1801 it was 153 yarns.
Considering that it is 200 years old,
or even more, a tortoise belonging to
the Duke of Beaufort has shown a re
markable amount of energy. It was
missed or, July I t from the duke's for
est of \\ entwood, near Chepstow, Mon
mouthshire. and has just been found at
New port, in the same eotmty. The tor
toise had walked to the outskirts of
Newport, eight or nine miles, and had
I'.-en picked up and carried into the
town.
The stew ai d of a Chicago hotel has
invented a machine that will wash and
dry 10,9110 dishes or plates tn an hour.
In dry air sound travels 1.442 feet a
sei oml.. In water 1.900 feet and through
iron 17.500 feet.
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Don't look sixty when your wife looks on
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among your friends and neighbors. Don't
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There’s no excuse for it. duty to your
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YOUNGER GENERATION should
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1 he Best of All Riches
Ry Beatrice Fairfax
'Poor Love!” said Life, "thou hast nor
sold.
Nor lands, nor other store. 1 ween;
Thy very shelter from the told
Is . oft but lowly built and mean.”
“Nay: Though of rushes be my bed.
Yet am I rich.” Love said.
Princess Troubetzkoy.
OTA'* • vou " e "ill i"- happy
[ J when we have so little
money?" a girl asked me re
cently. looking up from a "Hope Box”
filled with dainty little bridal attire
she had made het self.
Every article in the bi>x had been'
bought with a mind fixed on* economy.
every stitch had been taken u |t,h the
happj s. mistress' brain busied With
methods and plans for pretty effects
that are obtained by outlay of labor in.
stead of by outlay of money.
-My dear girl," I replied, "no one is so
■rich as those who love and are loved.
You are showing inappreciation of love
if you call yourself poor."
She folded a wax the contents of the
box in white tissue paper, putting
sweet-scented pads between, and smil
ing so happily to herself while doing it
that I wished 1 had the genius of a
painter. •
Hold Love Fast.
"Hold fast to your love,” I said, "and
hold fast to your faith in the man who
loves sou. Nothing else counts,”
"Nothing; else counts." I wfsh every
girl who scorns a love that "hast not
gold, nor lands, nor other store,” could
realize that no Love, be it ever so poor,
tomes empty-handed.
b'or if Love's hands contain nothing
else, they hold Happiness, and what is
wealth without that?
I have seen girls who think that the
only joy in life Iles in being able to
decorate one’s self like a Christmas
tree, turn up their little powdered
noses in scorn at the. thought of a poor
man's love.
They would sell their hearts for a
ribbon. They find, when the bargain is
made, that they have also sold their
souls.
No woman can marry a man solely
for his money and remain a good wom
an. She may violate no moral or so
cial law. but down in her heart she vio
lates every law of heaven.
I have heard women argue that mar
riage to riches gives the woman a
broader opportunity of doing good. She
has a purse that knows no bottom
v. lu-n appeals arc made to her for char
ity:
A husband's wealth. they glaim.
■ ives the wife a greater influence. She
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Is not hampered by the restrictions of
poverty. She is not limited by time.
She never says: "I would if f could.”
Life has placed her where she can
say: "I wilk”
But women do not marry wealth for
the opportunity It affords for helping
others. Every woman w’ho marries for
riches is obsessed with one thought,
and that is to help herself.
And no woman, be her heart ever so
broad, and her purse ever so deep, has
helped others as much as the woman
who loved a poor man and married
him. and went on loving him. for She
Justifies by Her Happiness Every
Claim Love Makes.
She 1« < ps alive the faith of others in
their fellow beings. Her happiness re
stores falling hope. Her confidence In
the man she loves brings renewed con
fidence to all who know her.
She Is an example. There never was
a woman xvho married solely that she
might have wealth who did not become
a warning.
We ma.v look at Love through the
cold eye of prudence; we may scorn
him because his arrows are not gold
tipped: we may see only the toilsome
climb in the road on which he beck
ons; we ma.v do this and more, hut we
can't deny that Happiness travels with
him.
"Yet am 1 rich.” Love said.
PINION OPINION.
Mr. Dresser—Your hat looks very
well with that wing In it.
Mrs. Dresser —Yes, but it would look
better with two wings In ft.
Mr. Dresser—Oh. that's merely a
matter of pinion.
HIS ALL.
Kindleigh—So poor L’ttleton left all
he had to the Children's Home. Did
he have much?
Sourleigh Eight small boys and
three little girls.
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