Below is the OCR text representation for this newspapers page.

THE QEOROLAMS magazine page “Initials Only” By Anna Katherine Grene A Thrilling Mystery Story of Modern Times nnvriKht. 1311. Street * Smith.) 'p\’ght, 1911. by Dodd. Mead & Co.) TODAY'S INSTALLMENT. was not offensively said: but the con .r it expressed was absolute. Sweet 'AL' recognized the tone, as one of W and inwardly laid down his arms. Jr itbl never like the man: there was , much iron in his fiber: but he had to ‘ A r ,, n lortge that as a foe he was invul " rl >->le and therefore admirable to one Cm’ ' d'l the good sense to appreciate do no’ want t 0 believe you.” Thus Brotherson supplement his former wntence 'For if I were to attribute , hOSP letters to her. I should have to ae- Lnowledge that they were written to an *ther man than myself. And this would he anvthing but agreeable to me. Now I going to my room and to my work, tin' spend the rest of the evening or ,he whole night, if you will, listening at that hole As heretofore, the labor will ’ all yours and the indifference mine." With' a satirical play of feature, which foU ld ■ ardly be called a smile, he nodded and left the mom. A Change. •r s all up. I’m beaten on my own Thus confessed Sweetwater, in c Cat detection, to himself. "But I'm Ling to take advantage of the permis , >,p s just given me and continue the t’g a- '■ - lust because he told nte to ‘Ci just because he thinks I won't. I’m it s no worse than to spend hours of restless tossing in bed. trying to sleep." Bil , ..,ir young detective did neither. i.. was putting his supper dishes • way a messenger boy knocked at his door and handed bint a note. It was pom Mr. Gryce and ran thus: Steal off. if you can. and as soon as you can. arid meet me In Twenty-ninth g treet A discovery has been made which alters the whole situation." O. B. Again. • What's happened? Something very Important'’ 1 ought to hope so after this (unfounded failure. "failure? Didn't he read the letters?” Yes. he read them. Had to, but — "Didn't weaken'.’ Eh?" ■ \n, he didn't weaken. You can't got water out of a millstone. You may squeeze and squeeze; but it's your fingers which suffer, not It. He thinks we man ufactured those letters ourselves on pur pose to draw him." "Humph! I knew we had a reputation for finesse, but I didn't knew that it ran that high.” ■He denies everything. Said she would never have written such letters to him. even goes so far as to declare that if she ■lid write them (he must be strangely ignorant of her handwriting! they were treare for some other man than himself. All rot. but—" A hitch of the shoulder .onveyed Sweetwater's disgust. His uni form good nature was strangely dis turbed But Mr Gryce's was not. The faint smile with which he smoothed with an rast. circling movement, the already pol- Counterfeits. what one of the GREATEST NEWSPAPERS KT AMERICA has to say on this subject: “ The manufacturers of Castoria have been compelled to spend hundreds in 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, hut 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 Custoria 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 yww—Philadelphia, Bulletin. Lee; i 1— 1 fe OQsb : ta |'J?,jJ ALCOHOL 3 PER CENT | 3 « i AVegetabk PrcparalionforAs «4flS Mi| similariigtheFood.indßegtila |/" # S Mg toe Stomachs andßowels of &£ cc, f- jFjiiijimr Ki'S Promotes DigesttonJChefrfd ra •$. ness and festion tain s nelta ;io It- Opumi.Morphine nor Mineral il Not Narcotic. I flj • ' J’ _,,,, BtapetFOIdDrSSML'ELPnWA m 3 ' RnpiM Sad y&jjnw* I tfc: HoMlr&iltt- / MS i Waayntg flw I Aperfect Remedy for Constipt £>«• ® ■ tion, Sour Stomach.Dlarrhoa l?"s Worms,Conwilsrons.Feverish- g ness and Loss OF Sleep hfiW Far Simile Signature of fe® 6, 1 -j I m I The Centaur Compakt. I i’occ i NEW YORK. *r" ■HeAMMBKWMBffM " s r? j L <’'i.n-anv■•••< ni'-i r" ■ Exact Ccpy 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 nut; but hard nuts are ttsu- | 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. 1 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 ( 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 be said about them was true. They were not meant for him. Miss Chailoner had another lover." "Only another? I thought there were a half-dozen, at least." "Another whom she favored. The let- ; ters found in her possession—not the ones | she wrote herself, but those which were I written to her over the signature O. B were not all from the same hand. Ex- i perts have been busy with them for a 1 week, and their reports are unanimous, i The O. B. who wrote the threatening lines acknowledged to by Orlando Broth- 1 erson was not the Q. B. who penned all I of those love letters. The similarity in I the writing misled us at first, but once ‘ i the doubt was raised by Mr. Clialloner's 1 discovery of an allusion in. one of them which pointed to another writer than Mr. Brotherson. and experts had no difficulty i in reaching the decision I have men tioned.” "Two O. B.’s! Isn’t that incredible, i Mr Gryce?" "Yes, it is incredible; but the incredi ble is not the impossible. The man you've been shadowing denies that these i expressive effusions of Miss Chailoner i were meant for him. Let us see. then, if we can find the man they were meant I for." , "The second O. B ?" "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 map. It isn’t your fault, you said it yourself, that water couldn't be squeezed out of a ■ millstone." To Be Continued in Next Issue j Letters from Prominent Druggists addressed to Chas. if. FBetcher. 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 I 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 usee it.” Hoagland 4 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’’ Hiker'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. eluded in this few.” D. R. Dyche 4 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 /y Bears the Signature of ‘ The Kind You Have Always Bought In Use For Over 30 Years. IMF CV NTAUR COM V. W » W vow* C Itw. © © Three Early Fall Styles © © - * aS f WwSIKB I W 5 * i w .... .. J' J A VELVET TAILOR-MADE In Red and Blue. ADVICE EO THE LOVELORN * * By Beatrice Fairfax DON'T TRY TO REVIVE IT. Dear Miss Eairfax: I met a young girl about six months ; — o and fell in love with her at first sight, and she din the same. Nobody in the world could have treated her better than 1 did. and jet she wants to go out with other fellows. She refuses to go out with me one day, and the next J f cK if* •W» Lh ■> r x'.- iSWRBSIS A TAILOR SUIT In Clue 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. I still think the world of he:’, but it's glowing weaker every day R. G. It seems to me that if your love for the girl is dying, your tumbles are leaching 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 thlii loving Tin 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- y ears ago I jne.t a young man. Although I was a inere child, I loved him and he loved me, as he s.-ed. Tins same true love has'.sljlce been kept up. and I am ——t- : l'- Up-to-Date Jokes Hugo Arnot, the historian of Edin burgh. whs otje day waited upon by a woman who 'requested him to advise her how she might best get rid of an admirer whose importunities caused her annoyance. The Woman was the reverse of fascinating, and Atnot,'be ing indisposed to flatter her vanity, replied: “Oh. you had better marry the fel low.” \ “Marry him!" replied the astonished woman. "1 would see him hanged first." “Marry him. then." persisted the hu morist, "and 111 bet he’ll soon hang himself." The yopng undergraduate was haled before his tutor. He had exceeded his 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. I 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, lie saw the boys sitting astride of his orel.ard fence "Didn't I toll you.” he roared "that you couldn't come in here”" “We’re not coining In," answct-d one of the boys, whoyc pockets wore bulging suspiciously; “wr’re going back.” Traveler tat a crowded hotel i How much do I owe you” What's my bill” Landlord—Let me see. your room was Traveler—But I didn't hate any room I slept on tin billiard table Landlord Ah. well; two shillings an hour Curran was one day walking with a friend, who. hea mg a :-"U s)l y “curosity" for "curiosity ” exclaimed: "How that man murders the English language! ” "Not so bad as that," replied Curran. “He his only knocked an T out. I “Is yum ma lied life cm g and. ■ wii l sung ” • situ > th' kid's b< 'll be' n 11 .- hi Hl Ilk' all u| er,i lul' o g and tin- os. Ith oqij < all- Im tile .lUtijuil (ivtij night. II ! ! NEW BLANKET COAT With Striped Revcrs and Cuffs. I today nmre crazy for him than ever. His mothei is very much against me. the reason not amounting to anything. He continues to love me through it all. Ito you think I would be justified in maT’iying him in about three years? MARGARET You have be'n true to each other for three years; three years more of such loyalty will entitle you to mar riage and happiness n( , matter who ob ject*. .\< one could ask a greater test of fitne-s for matrimony than six years of faithfulness. YOUR PARENTS KNOW BEST, Dear Mis* Fairfax. I am a young girl sixteen years of age. I am 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 I am far too young. They will not allow me to have anything to do with him. I can't give him up. because I love him too much and he love/ me. I have only known him three months. But it doesn't seem that short. HEARTBRi >KEN NEDRA. Fourteen years difference In age, wlu-n tlie weight of years i.s 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. Coder these circumst mces. either you must give the man up. or enter into an agreement to wait till you are older. You owe your parents tl. con cession. Remember, my dear, that th-ir love is without any element of selfish ness. / for Digestible Muffins I Muffins can never be their best if made from lard and I soaked with grease. i f Cottolene muffins are light, dry and crisp, because Cottolene w heats to a higher temperature than butter or lard, without burning, OwRT and in cooking forms a crust TRY THIS RECIPE for muffins which shuts out the fat. \1 ' X “° ked food is Mr 3 cups sifted flour 1 scant teaspoon salt always digestible. y 1 1 egg 3 teaspoons baking powder [ Sift baking powder and flour together; Qottolcne IS much more CCO add the Mene, sugar, egg and milk nomical than butter or lard. X Z ’ (use more or less milkaccording to Hour). <1 Jl Made only by il THE N. K. FAIRBANK fCI W I ~ COMPANY I W r C 1 J ml. er. .Ilk • r/J aS ...■ ■ ■!■ M— _ ,L-~ i ; » pi. ■' © © The Manicure Lady © © liv William F. Kirk { X' - "' EORGE.” asked the Manicure I t Lady, "what is a 'hallui fna 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 him—all credi tors and collectors. But to get back to the word hallucination.' I told the old gent that lie was mistaken 1 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 correeter, ain't you, George?" sneered the Mani cure La<i.\. "If you had been living just before the first flood I wish 1 could have saw you around tel :ng Noah how to build the a|k 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 1 must tell you about the hallu cination that I had the other night. I’.lie 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 ear 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 Eurnace, 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 1 had. the hallucination I was telling you about." "Well, young lady, would you mind Iroudof | ny oman ma y Bay this -if she uses tW™ Q-Ban Hair Restorer because it restores the natura l color— the sheen i ar, d gloss by building up | NOTTS j *, land1 and kee P in S in Perfect 4 jOgl condition the scalp. If J Mra t * ie sca *P ‘ 3 r ight—gray I g’l, hairs will come awful i 1‘ ‘A® ? 'W* Slowly and often times I !l* Bffi lEg leeway to new ones of ib the natura/former color. j a? I b'S'” <• t*U. and can bt ’■wA ; > ' | bought for fifty cents from your draggift ■X' 4 *if j&j I or Hessig-ElhsDragCo., Memphis. Tenn. * *?U ■i . iffe tl 81l Special Notice—A postal card 2 f " s r If fi/ in each package entitles you HAI to “ series of illustrated lec- K 1 jpO Jlffll tures > on the “Cure and Treat- iTT,wL££. t ’s >f> ) Is Lj if* ment of Hair and Scalp.” I * ! 0 / | These lectures are full of llf 11; I I useful information. They will t-Jxuo, 3orr 3f t I J A'.l save your hair and save your fSffijjT. '|, • money. Be sure to get them. L t ®. Al HESSIG-ELLIS DRUG CO. LHE$5|J[J\ Mea.pl>!., Tea., VI JLa.i j telling me about the hallucination that you had'.’” asked the Head Barber. "Sure I will tell you, George." was the answer. "J 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." "<>h, let's hear if, 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 withal. 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 town, 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. "Weil." rhe former replied, "shea a* rieht as ye eml expect. She slipped a» she w.v ganging tae tire house and broke a few of her front teeth, but I can na think she’s really hint." A Shampoo for Blondes Rofreshtog and invf(*orat>aff The only ih»mpt* on the market that will actually tht many shadts of blonde hair from groning and five to unattractive drab or fadia looking hair a Zic£/reM.r £olde*i iheen that la uaivertaliy admired, without dyeing or bleatking—h. six weeks’ tmarm*nt tor Si (X) / MME. ELIZABETH GILLE No 1 Hamilton Grant* Naw York City For sale by COURSEY <&. MUNN