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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. 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'' eaie hurrj it «>j to ours M ■ HAMLE'I T * ’Tirr -r M *' 21 • ,?0S ’’ s ' r 'our druggist. or In ’ ( ‘ r ’ lar - Qurnah ”’J r 8 The Shuptrine j 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 Beers the Signature oi Mc&M Beauty and Youth tSSKSSx ’” By Nell Brinkley z Q'.W ' » Yr y. .'■ \;|wt??' ' ,: Xt y -' z '7 7 2 / • 77> ~ ■ ? -T r7 >/ X —■■ Yr ' 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. DON’T BE AN OLD MAN HUSBAND BECAUSE DE GREY HAIR Don't look sixty when your wife looks on ly twenty. Don’t be the object of comment among your friends and neighbors. Don't fie that grey-haired passe looking fellow who’s too old looking for this and for that. There’s no excuse for it. duty to your self and particularly your own desire to BE YOUNG look young, to do the ac tive energetic things and keep up with the YOUNGER GENERATION should convince you that you ought to GET RID of those “GREY HAlßS”—ought to keep them out. Nature never intended they should be in 9 young head. Help her along.— USE— ISE HAY’S HAIR HEALTH «’ Drug Storet or direct upon re* <rip* of price «nd dealer'* name Send 10< for trial bottle.- Philo Hav Spec. Co., Newark. N. J. FOn 3ALE AND RtCOMMkNDkO J BY JACOBS' PHARMACY. 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. 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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. Not Well Enough to Work Thousands of American girls and women are dragging out a weary ex istence In stores, mills, shops and fac tories with distressing weaknesses and derangements which are sapping their very life away. Such women tnay And joy in living and be restored to vigorous health by taking Lydia E. Pinkham's Vegetable Compound, a woman’s remedy for woman's ills which has stood the test of time. (Advt.)