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ejsOM-- 1 ' ._7_. ___ '' ' ME GE OR, SIAM'S MAGAZINE PAGE I Initials Only By Anita Katherine Grene -| Thrilling Mystery Story of Modern Times i"’!. Street * Smith ) H ■C. I PG. g , bv Dodd. Mead & Co.) ■ today S INSTALLMENT. H ~ , ff. nsively said; but the con- B'" 1 ' v ... ...i was absolute. Sweet- B‘ u .i the tone, as one of B :r . .wardly laid down his arms. B :r< A like the man. there was ~ , n |vs fiber; but he had to ■ ’■•'VLti as a foe he was invul- , ,re admirable to one H '.......1 sense to appreciate had S' believe you." Thus B' 1 ■ supplement his former B if 1 were ,o attribute B ll6 ',her. 1 Should have to ac- B-‘ e ,'. " ;he' were written to an -nan myself. And this would B ,r b't agreeable to me. Now I ■ Trr ' mv mom and to my work. B R ' ..nd ' • rest of the evening or ■“V; nicltt if you Will, listening at H \< heretofore, the labor will K' ir ; a"! the indifference mine." B?"- '■"■■■’tirwal P'ay of fea,ure which fchmily be railed a smile, he nodded let’ ’he room. ■ A Change. ■ ~,, rm beaten on my own ■ ' confessed Sweetwater, in de'ction. to himself. "But I'm advantage of the permis- Hj’F ", /.J, me and continue the B n lust because he told me to ■Xu because I'o thinks I won't. I'm ■ ~ ... u cse than to spend hours of BTIfSS mssmg in bed. trying to sleep." toting detective did neither. Ke ;-c *tva.- putting his supper dishes ■ sengtr hoy knocked at his K' 'and landed him a note. It was Km Mr 'b" and ran thus: K«teal "d i' '" ,l can * and as soun as K'car :' r " me 1n Twenty-ninth ..very has been made which Kers the whole situation." K 0. B. Again. B un . ■ >;apptned" Something very Bp', riant" might to hope so after this failure." ■. Fg ; 1 , :re *.* I ’"' n Ihe rea<l tllP ,etters? ” he read them. Had to, but - weaken? Eli?” he di in I weaken. You can i git H.' er ' of a millstone. You may Ktteeze and squeeze: but it's your fingers Kti'c!’ stiff*r. not it. lie thinks we man- K,. irP ,i tic ... lette- ourselves on nur- to draw him." ■fl un! ph* knew we had a reputation H-finesse, but I didn't know that it ran Kt high " • i:'.; . t very tiling. Said she would Hver have written such letters to him; Hen gnes so far as to declare that if she. Bi write '.hem the must be strangely Biorar.' of her handwriting! they were Be:" for some other man than himself. B< rot. but -" A hi ch of tire shoulder Sw• <>twtftor's disgust. His uni good nature was strangely dis Be? Mr. 1 livres was not. The faint wi'h which he smoothed with an circling movement, the already pol- Counterfeits. Read what one of the GREATEST NEWSPAPERS IN AMERICA has to say on this subject: " The manufacturers of Castoria have been compelled to spend hundreds 01 thousands of dollars to familiarize the public with the signature of Chas. H. Fletcher. This has been necessitated by reason of pirates counterfeiting the Castoria trade mark, This counterfeiting is a crime not only against the proprietors of Castoria, ht- against the growing generation. All persons should be careful to see that Castoria bears the signature of Chas. H. Fletcher, if they would guard the health of their children. Parents, and mothers in particular, ought to carefully examine the Castoria advertisements which have been appearing in this paper, and to re member that the wrapper of every bottle of genuine Castoria bears the sac-simile signature of Chas. H. Fletcher, under whose supervision it has been manufactured continuously for over thirty years. — Philadelphia, Bulletin. ■ ' i 1 fe L WB | CASTOR jh'!. ALCOHOL 3 PER CENT -2“ X 1 AVegelable PreparalionlbrAs -4 s imilaiins theFootf andßegirta iMI lie Stomachs andßwelsoT i •*:<? Promotes DigestlonCheerf'il g r nessandßest.ContainsneiHw |j2o I Opiu[tt.MorpM[ic nor Mineral Not Narcotic. «*- JtfcipafOMDcSAWELmOER Pinpkm Setd~ Aix.Suuta * ) HMleSdti- / ’’/I J AniseSeed* ! S?C: I - j £~ nZ BiCarieiuilrSua* I 1 I ’-itrS gmMS&r. • Virtepaifkmr I Aperfed Remedy forCOTstipa 3-* - i tion. Sour Stomach.Dlantaa ■ 57c < ' Woms.Convulsioiis.Feverish ness and Loss OF SIXIP- Facsimile Signawe of u- t I ; The Centavr CompaM. i Jotg I NEW YORK. J -lvZ ~ . 1 inl— - Guaranteed under ;iw 1 Exact Copy of Wrapper. ished top of his ever present cane, con veyed a secret complacency which called up a flash of discomfiture to his greatly irritated companion. “He says that, does he? You found him on the whole tolerably straightforward, | eh? A hard nut; but hard nuts are usu ally sound ones. Come, now! prejudice ! aside, what's your honest opinion of the man you've had under your eye and ear for three solid weeks? Hasn't there been the best of reasons for your failure? Speak up, my boy. Squarely, now." "I can't. I hate the fellow'. I hate any one who makes me look ridiculous. He— well, well, if you’ll have it, sir, I will say this much. If ft weren't for that blasted coincidence of the two deaths equally mysterious, equally under his eye, I'd stake my life on his honesty. But that coincidence stamps me and —and a sort of feeling I have here." It is to be hoped that the slap he gave his breast, at this point, carried off some of his superfluous emotion. “You can't account for a feeling. Mr. Gryce. The I man has no heart. He's as hard as I rocks.” “A not uncommon lack where the head j plays so big a part. We can’t hang him on any such argument as that. You’ve found no evidence against him?” "N—no.” The hesitating admission was only' a proof of Sweetwater's obstinacy. “Then listen to this. The test with the letters failed, because what he said about them was true. They were not meant for him. Miss Challoner had another lover." "Only another? 1 thought there were a half-dozen, at least.” "Another - whom she favored. The let-I ters found in her possession—not the ones she wrote herself, but those which were I written to her over the signature O. B. I were not all from the same hand. Ex- I perts have been busy' with them for a ' week, and their reports are unanimous, j The O. B. who wrote the threatening i lines acknowledged to by Orlando Broth- ' erson was not the O. B. who penned all of those love letters. The similarity in i the writing misled us at first, but once I the doubt was raised by Mr. Chailoner's ' discovery of an allusion in one of them which pointed to another writer than Mr. i Brotherson, and experts had no difficulty in reaching the decision 1 have men tioned.” “Two O. B.'s! Isn't that incredible. | Mr. Gryce?” "Yes, it is incredible: but the incredi- I ble is not the impossible. The man you’ve 'been shadowing denies that these expressive effusions of Miss Challoner j i were mqant for him. Let us see. then, if j we can find the man they were meant I for.” i "The second O. B.?" j “Yes.” Sweetwater’s face instantly lit up. “Do you mean that I—after my egre gious failure —am not to be kept on the dunce’s seat? That you will give me this new job?” “Yes. We don't know of a better man. It isn't your faul|. you said it yourself, that water couldn't be squeezed out of a millstone.” To Be Continued in Next Issue Letters from Prominent Druggists addressed to Chas. H. Fletcher. Conger Bros, of St. Paul, Minn., say: “Fletcher's Castoria is certainly full of merit and worthy of recommendation.” / C. G. A. Loder, of Philadelphia, Pa., says: “For 20 years we have sold Fletcher's Castoria and are pleased to state that it has given universal satisfaction.” The Scholtz Drug Co., of Denver, Colo., says: "Fletcher’s Castoria has surely become a household word. Seemingly every family where there are children uses it.” Hoagland ft Mansfield, of Boston, Mass., say: “We have nothing but good to say about your Castoria and we do not hesitate to give it our unqualified endorsement.” Riker’s Drug Stores, of New York City, say: “Fletcher’s Castoria is one of the oldest and most popular preparations in our stores. We have nothing but good to say about it.” Wolff-Wilson Drug Co., of St. Louis, Mo., says: “Os the thousands of patent medicines for which we have demand there are a very few of them that we can conscientiously recommend and your Castoria is in cluded lh this few.” D. R. Dyche ft Co., of Chicago, Ills., say: “The increasing demand for your Castoria shows that a discriminating public is not slow to seek out a remedy of merit and once convinced that it does all and even more than claimed they do not hesitate to recommend it to their friends.” The Owl Drug Co., of San Francisco, Cal., says: “We have always been a believer in the ‘original man protection’ and have been particular never to sell anything but the genuine and original Castoria (Fletcher’s). We have many calls every day for this article from people who say they would not be without it in their homes.” GENUINE CASTORIA ALWAYS Bears the Signature of 1 The Kind You Have Always Bought In Use For Over 30 Years. TH. CTMTAUR COMR.HV, W ■ W VOMK CITV. © © Three Early Fall Styles © © || j ' '■ Try!# MM ~ -- A VELVET TAILOR-MADE In Red and Blue. ADVICE TO THE LOVELORN * * By Beatrice Fairfax DON'T TRY TO REVIVE IT. Dear Miss Fairfax: I met a young girl about six months and fell in love with her at first sight, and she did the same. Nobody in the world could have treated her better than I did. and yet she wants to go out with other fellows. She refuses to go out with me one day. and the next 'l JeG nF .. ■ '■■■■ ■ E Aw ,J. J. ...'eeW, A TAILOR SUIT In Blue with Braid Trimmings. day she will call me upon the tele phone and say she is sorry she re fused me. She is eighteen years old and I am nineteen. 1 still think the world of her, but it’s growing weaker every day. R. G. It seems to me that if your love for the girl is dying, your troubles are reaching a peaceful solution. Don’t try to revive it. A forced love is never long-lived. You have nothing to re gret and, while you may doubt it now, you will in time find that loving an other girl will come very easy. YOU CERTAINLY WOULD. Dear Miss Fairfax: I am a young girl of eighteen, and considered very- good looking. Three years ago 1 met a young man. Although I was a mere child, I loved him and he loved me, as he professed. This same true love has since been kept up. and I am Up-to-Date Jokes Hugo Arnot, the historian of Edin burgh. was one day waited upon by a woman who requested him to advise iidr how she might best get rid of an admirer whose importunities caused her annoyance. The woman was the reverse of fascinating, and Arnot, be ing indisposed to flatter her vanity, replied: “Oh, you had better marry the fel low.” “Marry him!" replied the astonished woman. "I wbuld see him hanged first.” .“Marry him. then." persisted the hu morist. “and I'll bet he’ll soon bang himself." The young undergraduate was haled before his ‘-tutor. He had exceeded ills leave by no less than two days. “Well.” said the professor, "what have you to say for yourself?" “I’m awfully sorry,” replied the un dergrad. “I really couldn’t get back before. 1 was detained by most im portant business.” The professor looked at him sternly. “So you wanted two more days of grace, did you?" he asked. “No, sir,” answered the young man, off his guard for the moment —"of Marjorie.” A farmer one day noticed two boys looking with covetous eyes at his tempting fruit, so he ordered them away. Some time afterward, when he returned, he saw- the boys sitting astride of his orchard fence. "Didn't I tell you.” he roared, "that you couldn't come in here?" “We're not coming in,” answered one of the boys, whose pockets were bulging suspiciously: "we're going back" Traveler (at a crowded hotel) How much do I owe you? What’s my bill'.’ Landlord —Ijet me see; your room was— Traveler —But I didn't have apy room. I slept on the billiard table Landlord—Ah, well; two shillings an hour. Curran was one day walking with a friend, who, hea-ing a person say “curosity” for “curiosity." exclaimed: "How that man murders the English language!" "Not so bad as that," replied Curran “He has only kno<fi<ed an T out.” "Is your married life one grand, «weet song 'Well, since the kid's been born it i been like an opera full of grand mar h< w. with loud cull* for the author every nielit " Wwr IF ' I qT silll | NEW BLANKET COAT With Striped Revers and Cuffs. today more crazy for him than ever. His mother is very- much against me, the reason not amounting to anything. He continues to love me through it all. Do you think I would be justified in marrying him in about three years? MARGARET. You have been true to each other for three years; three years more of such loyalty will entitle you to mar riage and happiness, no matter who ob jects. No one could ask a greater test of fitness fOX matrimony than six years of faithfulness. YOUR PARENTS KNOW BEST. Dear Miss Fairfax: 1 am a young girl sixteen years of age. lam in love with a gentle man who is nearly thirty. He wishes me to marry him in the spring, but my parents object greatly, as they say J am far too young. They will not allow me to have anything to do with him. 1 can't give him up, because I love him too much and he loves me. I have only known him three months. But it doesn’t seem that short. HEARTBROKEN NEDRA. Fourteen years difference In age, when the weight of years is on the man's side. Is not too great. But you are only sixteen; you have known him only three months, and your parents object. Under these circumstances, either you must give the man up, or enter into an agreement to wait till you are older. You owe your parents this con cession. Remember, my dear, that their love is without any element of selfish ness. | for Digestible Muffins 1 Muffins can never be their best if made from lard and I soaked with grease. WIRsO Cottolene muffins are light, dry and crisp, because Cottolene I heats to a higher temperature than butter or lard, without burning, I and in cooking forms a crust (*>! 77? r this recipe for muffins which shuts out the fat. \ j_7 hr I l>/ 2 tablespoons melted Cottolene Cr>ltnle>rio ranked fnod i<t X'SZr' XW ]l/ 2 cups milk 1 tablespoon sugar LOltOlene COOKCU lOOd 13 VET ]M 3 cups sifted flour 1 scant teaspoon salt always digestible. 1 1 egg 3 teaspoons baking powder Sift baking powder and flour together; Cottolene is much more CCO- add the Cottolene, sugar, egg and milk nomical than butter Or lard. jStiffl (use more or less milk according to Hour! 1 Made only by /\|| l| TM THE N.K. FAIRBANK f(I I ~>y COMPANY I 1 F J/J I \ Zi ft '• i © © The Manicure Lady © © x*— a EORGE.” asked the Manicure I y Ladj-. "what is a ‘hallucina tion?’ I had an argument about it with the old gent last night. He. said it meant where a fellow had to get rats in his garret and be all the time thinking somebody* was chasing him. Brother Wilfred must have one of them things if that Is the truth, be cause, goodness knows, George, there is more than one chasing hint—all credi tors and collectors. But to get back to the word 'hallucination.' I told the old gent that he was mistaken. I told him it meant what the doctors do to all the kids at school when there is a smallpox scare. Was I right?” “As near right as you ever get, kid do,” said the Head Barber sweetly. “The old gent, as you call the father that brought you into the world to sharpen orange sticks, was right. You was wrong. 'Vaccination' was the word you was thinking about." “You’re the old original corrector, ain't you. George?” sneered the Mani cure Lady. “If you had been living just before the first flood I wish I could have saw you around telling Noah how’ to build the ark and how to herd all them animals into the boat in pairs, so he wouldn't get confused. Os all the sure thing, know-it-all guys that ever lived, you are the cream. ■‘But I must tell you about the hallu cination that I had the other night. The doctor told me so afterward, any how, and he called it a hallucination. 1 hollered so loud in my sleep that I woke myself up. There was cold sweat all over my womanly brow. My hands was shaking like the hands of a mur der car chauffeur making his getaway. Some strange fear clutched me, George; one of them vagabond, indefinite fears that them novelists tells about, and, whether you believe it or not, I couldn’t budge a inch. When I was a kid I read all that Dante’s Furnace, or whatever they call it, and seen the illustrations by a man named Gustave Gate or Gus tave Wore, or something like that, but you can bet your life, George, that they wasn’t half so terrible as the dream I had, the hallucination I was telling you about.” "Well, young lady, would you mind MyHair ' Woman may say this —if she uses gffijMQ-Ban Hair Restorer because it restores the dWO natural color—-the sheen V? St I I and £l° ss by building up p| OTT 5 j and keeping in perfect /kWh-JlB) A 4 condition the scalp. If IV 4 IJ®. - the Bca, P ’’ r *Sbt —gray || ® fWssl hairs will come awful P- IB 1 WsM slow,y and °^ tcn times [J I Iw give way to new ones ° f i Ugr the nafura/former color. ! i i: « f Urt/ewiH anrf c«« it 11. ®■ I bought for fifty rente from your Jruggiit ” >’■ U.N i nr Memphir.Tenn. I 8 J?fl fin Special Notice— A postal card J1 la Li in each P aclt, 8 e entitle! you II IW zA I 't |p> HAul to a series of illustrated lec- ? JHW. I tures, on the “Cure and Treat- / IflwS W M'| meat of Hair and Scalp." I 1 These lectures are full of ' iFdj I / 111 useful information. They will £ Cczx^S,' 50 11*1 I I 5'J save your hair and save your i MtpX' mone y- Be sure to get them. hessig-ellis drug co. kHESsiftuKnrA’ t T.„, IgMSSJf | m F. Kirk Bv Wiliia telling me about the hallucination that you had?” asked the Head Barber. “Sure I will tell you, George,” was the answer. "I dreamed that I was a barber!” "You like to kid, don’t you?” said the Head Barber after a moment of si lence. “Why don’t you tell about a dream that really happened, if you want to talk about dreams? Instead of talk ing up and telling me a lot about real nightmares, you have to be a clown to try and get my goat. Now, I will tell you a real nightmare, one that I had the other night.” “Oh, let’s hear it. George! What was it?" "Only another dream.” said the Head Barber. “I dreamed that I was a Mani cure Lady!” A CASE FOR THE DENTIST. A great house-warming was taking place at the Dougal McDougal place. There was game to hunt, ghosts to dit to. and good food and wine w’ithal. There were bagpipes and haggis, danc ers and singers. To crown all, Dougal McDougal had ordered a S2OO piano from London. He went up to towrn, but decided not to take it down with him, as it was too bulky. Instead, he had it sent on. When he finally returned he asked his trusted retainer if the piano had ar rived. “Weel,” the former replied, “she’s as richt as ye cud expect. She slipped as she was ganging tae the hoose and broke a few of her front teeth, but I can na think she's really hurt," A Shampoo for Blondos V J *» Retra«M«< 1»tI»o«M»bc TW wtir •n tie market U>M will •autSf •*a<Tu es »/e«X« *«<»• •rem tming 4ar-ktr— aid (Ire to ueattrecHee rf-e* er ftrdrd-Jwdiwr A«rr » lustrtut roldfH r*erw tbet lr ealnreaHr HeoeMxr-A •>» weeks* treatment for It 00. / MME. ELIZABETH QHXE No. 1 H&milton Grange Naw Yarit City COURSEY & MUNN