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THE GEORGIAN'S MAGAZINE, PAGE
j “Initials Only” * By Anna Katherine Grene
A Thrilling Mystery Story of Modern Times
iCoovright; 1911. Street & Smith.)
: gi 1, 1911. by Dodd. Mead & Co.)
today S INSTALLMENT.
It was not offensively said; but the con
vict , n it expressed tyas absolute. Sweet
.ater recognized the tone, as one of
and inwardly laid down his arms.
, )p . ottlci never like the man: there was
~... much iron tn his fiber; but he had to
knowledge that as a foe he was invul
pct 'lilt and therefore admirable to one
had the good sense to appreciate
hint
I n<*t want to believe you." Thuts
did Bmtherson supplement his former
.entente. "For if I were to attfibute
those letters to her, I should have to ac
knowledge that they were written to an
ether ntan than myself. And this would
bo' inythlng but agreeable to me. Now I
„ ....inc to mv room and to my work.
T ., u may spend the rest of the evening or
. .. whole night, if you will, listening at
that hole. As heretofore, the labor will
be all yours, and the indifference mine.”
With a satirical play of feature which
could hardly be ea-lled a smile, he nodded
and left the room
A Change.
■ it’s ail up. I’m beaten on my own
ground ' Thus confessed Sweetwater, in
great dejection, to himself. ’‘But I’m
ft.lng io take advantage of the permis
sion lie's just given me and continue the
pstening act Just because he told me to
fln< l just because he thinks I won’t. I’m
sure it's no worse than to spend hours of
r ps:less tossing in bed. trying to sleep.”
But <»ur young detective did neither
hP was putting his supper disjies
pwa. a messenger boy knocked at his
door and handed him a note. It was
from Mr Gryce and ran thus:
Steal off. jf yon can, and as soon as
vo can. and meet me In Twenty-ninth
ct. ' discovery has been made which
pliers the whole situation.”
O. B. Again.
■•w-Hi's happened? Something verv
hn; ■riant? I ought to hope so after this
f mded failure ”
••’■ailure? Didn’t he read the letters?”
•Vps. he read them. Had to, but —j'
• Didn't weaken’.’ Eh?”
Xo. 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."
“Humphl 1 knew we had a reputation
(nr finesse, hut I didn't know 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
did write them —the must be strange lx
ignorant of her handwriting, they were
mean*' for some other man than himself.
All rot. but —” A hitch of the shoulder
conveyed Sweetwater’s disgust. His uni
form good nature was strangel} dis
turbed.
But Mr. Gryce’s was not. The faint
smile with which he smoothed with an
easy, circling movement, the already pol-
Counterfeits.
I Bead what one of the GREATEST NEWSPAPERS IN AFRICA has to
say on this subject:
“ The manufacturers of Castoria have been compelled to spend hundreds oi
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,
but 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 ytMz—Philadelphia, Bulletin.
B Letters from Prominent Druggists
addressed to Chas. K. 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 usee It”
A A\rT HOL 3 PER OEhT Hoagland 4 Mansfield, of Boston, Mass., say: "We have nothing but
Preparalion forAs good to say about your Castoria and we do not hesitate to give It our
KmMb. snqnalified endorsement.”
Riker's Drug Stores, of New York City, say: “Fletcher’s Castoria is one
: . ,'?T' S' WMof the oldest and most popular preparations in our stores. We have
EagiSjl ~'■*' 1 ■rJseg* nothing but good to say about it”
Promotes DigesttonOeerfU-' Wolff-Wilßon Drug Co., of St Louis, Mo„ says: "Os the thousands of
IWSandfcsLConiatilSM’illvr patent medicines for which we have demand there are a very few of
opi l Utt .Morphine nor Mineral them that we can conscientiously recommend and your Castoria is In
Not Narcotic. eluded in this few.”
pq ■ : D - R Dycbe * Co - of Ch,cag0 ’ n ' 8 ’ aay: “ Tha ,n f reaß,nß , deman * f ° r
Kwß' ' fl- ,/n Srtti- your Castoria shows that a discriminating public is not slow to seek
|o a ~ faSm,' 1 out a remedy of merit and once convinced that it does all and even
■Wfi' ( more than claimed they do not hesitate to recommend it to their friends.”
I i The 01,1 Drug Co '’ ® f Sun Franc,sco ’ Cal ■ 8ay8: “ w ® haTe alwa f B
KjgJ I been a believer in the ‘original man protection' and have been particular
' never to sell anything but the genuine and original Castoria (Fletcher’s),
fcgtf ‘ We have many calls every day for this article from people who say they
1 tton>SourStOWaclLDtairiKifi would not be without It in their bonnet.
I IW 'nessTndl'(S'sor SiSp.' ! GENUINE CASTORIA ALWAYS
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ished top of his ever present cane, con- ■
veyed a secret complacency which called
up a hash of discomfiture to his greatly
irritated companion.
‘‘He says that, does he? You found him
on the whole tolerably straightforward, 1
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. 1 hate any ‘
one who makes me look ridiculous He '
well, well, if you’ll have it, sir. 1 will say j
this muchi If It weren’t for that blasted ‘
coincidence of the two deaths equally j
mysterious, equally underbids eye. I’d)
stake my life on his honesty. Rut that 1
coincidence stamps me and and a sort of ;
feeling I have here.”
It is to be hoped that the slap he gave j
his breast, at this point, carried off some
of his superfluous emotion. ‘‘You can’t
'account for a feeling. Mr? Gryce. The
man has no heart. He’s as hard as ,
rocks.”
‘‘A not uncommon lack where the head i
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 :
onl*> 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 ChaEoner had another lover.'
‘‘Only another? ! thought.there wcr 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
, written to her / ver the signature O. B.
were not all from the same hand. Ex
perts have been busy with them for a
week, and their reports are unanimous.
The O. B. who wrote the threatening
lines acknowledged to by Orlando Brct'n
erson was not the O. B. who penned all
of those love letters. The similarity ir
the writing misled us at first, h:ii cr ■
: the doubt was raised by Mi «‘halloner's
discovery of an aI hr i;,:i io one of t?.e
which pointed to anothei writer then Mr.
Brotherson. and experts had r.b difficulty
in reaching (he decision I have rm n- !
i Honed."
“Two <». B.’s! Isn’t (hat incr-<
; Mr. Pryce?”
“Ye.-. it is incredible: hut rh« ir.cftui
ble is not the impossible. The man
yov've been shadowing denies that these j
t | extuess-ve effusions of Mfcs 1 ‘helh-ner•!
i I we: e meant for him. Lot us see. then, if '
we ran find the man they were meant
I | for.”
. “The second O. B ?”
> “Yes.”
Sweetwater's face instantly lit up.
“Do you mean that 1- after my egre
gious failure—am not to be kept on the
r dunce's seat? That you vHI give me this
. new job?
“Yes. We don’t know of a bcttei man.
It isn't your fault, you said it yourself.
t that water couldn’t be squeezed out of a
i millstone.”
To Be Continued in Next Issue
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j ADVICE TO THE LOVELORN * *
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DON'T TRY TO REVIVE IT.
li.ai Miks Fail fax:
I me. y mng girl about six
months md fell in love with
her at ii’>: .-i.ghl. and she din the
same. Nobody in the world could
have treated her better than 1 did.
and yet he wants to go out with
other fe'lov.s. She refuses to go
| out with me one day, and the next
' she will call me upon the lele
ne and say -ho is sorry she to
fu- >d me. S.ts is eighteen years ...d
and 1 am nin • tO«-n. I still think
tit. world of her, but its glowing
weaker every day. R. G.
It -v-tns to me that if your love tor
the gill I- dying, your trouble.- are
reaching a peaceful solution. Don i try
to revive it. A forced love is never
long-lived. You have m thing to re
gt et and. while you may doubt it now.
you will in tint' find that loving an
other girl will comt very eas\
YOU CERTAINLY WOULD.
Dear Miss Fairfax:
I am a voting girl of < ighteen,
and considered very good looking
Three years ago I met a young
man. Although 1 was a mere child,
I loved him ami he loved me, as
he professed. This same true love
has since been “kept up am) I am
Up-to-Date jokes
H igo Arnot, the histoiian of E.iin
burgh, was one day waited upon by a
woman who requested him to advise
ne iiow she might h.-st get rid of an
admire: whose importunities cutset!
her annoyar.'e The woman was the
revive of fascinating, and Arnot, be
ing indisposed to Hatter het vanity,
replied:
-"Oh. you had better marry t lie fel
low ."
■'Marry him!" replied the astonished
woman. "1 would see him hanged
first."
"Matty him, .then." persisted the hu
min i t, "and I’ll bet he'll soon hang
him self."
The young undergraduate was Irtld!
before his tut u. He had exceeded his 1
leave by no less titan 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 mon day.- of
grace, did you'*" he asked
"No. sir." answered the young man.
off his guard for the moment —"of
Marjorie."
A fainter one day noticed two boy s
looking with covetous eyes at his
tempting fruit, so h" ordered them
away. Some lute afterward, when In
returned, he saw the boys silting
astride of his orchard fence.
"Didn I I tell you " he roared, that
you couldn't come in here?"
"We’re not coming in," .nswer-d otu
of the boys, whose pockets were bulging
suspiciously: "were going back."
Traveler tat a crowded hotel) How
much do 1 owe you? What's my bill"
Landlord Let me see; yout loom
w as
Traveler— Hut I didn't have any loom
I slept on the billiard table.
Landlord Ah. well; two shillings an
houi
Curran was one day walking with a
friend, who. hewing a petson say
"euroaity" fm "curiosity." exclaimed;
How that man murders the English
languag'
Not so had as that rt p • f'uirnn.
He has only knocked an I out "
“Is yout married life one u ami,
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'Wi ' Mini' the gid. twin limn it
hut'll Hki al op. a , of grand
lit • t oU' 1 ia .. a :• ■ ■ til' lUI Hili
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today more crazy for him than
ever.
His moth . is very mm h agam-t
me, the rem I ..in not amounting to
any thin”', lb i onlinues to love me
through ii ill. Do you il.ink I
would be justified in mt t t y ing him
in about .m < yei :s?
MARGARET.
You have b n true to each other
foi three ‘.'tii-i. three years more of
such loyalty will entitle you to mar
riage and hup. im no matter who ob
jects. N i one could ask .i w.it. r test
of fitness for matrimony than six years
of faithfulness.
YOUR PARENTS KNOW BEST.
Deal Miss Fairfax:
i am a young girl sixteen years
of age. lam in love wild a gentle
mat. wlm is nearly thirty. He
wishes mo to marry him In the
spring, but" my parents object
greatly, cs they say I am far too
young. They will not allow me to
have any .ing to do with him. I
can't ■ him tip, because I love
him 100 much and he lows me. I
have only known him three months.
But it doesn’t seem that shoiH.
II LARTBHi >KE.N NEI )RA.
Fourteen y ear- dill m e in age.
.when th< w< iglit of years is on the
man's side, is not too great.
Hut you are only sixteen; you have
known him only three months, and
your parents object.
I'nder these < ireumst im ■■■;. either
you must give the man up. or enter
into an agreement to wait i 11 you at'
.Ider. You owe your parent this con
i ession. Rem mbi t, my dear. Him .lo ir
love is without any element of selfish
t ■ .-s.
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H EORGE." asked the Manicure
I ~r Lady, ‘‘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 gi t rats in hi.- 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 tile word liallueinatior,.' 1 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 sweetl\. "The
old gent, as you call the father that
brought you into the world to .sharpen
orange sticks, wa- lisht. You was
wrong. 'Vaccination' was the word you
was thinking about."
“Yru'rt' the old original eorreeter,
; in'i yon. George?" sneered the Mani
cure Lady. "If you had been living
just before tin first flood I wish I could
hate saw you around tel ing Noah how
' , built! the ark and how to herd all
thtm animals into toe boat in pairs, so
be wouldn't get confused. Os all the
sure thing, know-it-all guys that ever
lived, you tri tlie cream.
'Eat I must tell you about the hallu
< ination that I had the other night
The doctor told me »o afterward, any
how. and he call 'd it a hallucination. I
hollir d o loud in my sic p that I wok"
mysrlf up. There was cold sweat ali
ovci my womanly brov. My hands
was shaking like the hands of a mur
<’< > car i: ii't'ein ni king his getaway.
Some .strait, ■it ai i t< ii d me, George;
one of them vagabond, indefinite fears
tliat them novelists tells about, and,
whether you believe it 01 not. 1 couldn't
budge a inch. When I was a kid 1 read
all that Dante's I'urnace. or whatever
they call it. and n Lie illustrations
by a man named Gustav Gate or Gus
tave Wore, or . .i.uething like that, but
you can be; your life, G< urge, that they
wa- n't half so terrible as the dream I
iad. the hallucination I was ii lllng you
about."
"Well, young ladv, would you mind
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ti lling me about the hallucination that
you had?" asked the Head Barber.
"Sure I will tell you, George." was
the answer. “J dreamed that 1 was a
barber! ”
"You like to kid, don’t you?” said the
Hoad 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? Inste ad 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
thf other night.”
"oh. let's hear it. George! What was
it?"
"Only anothei dream," said the Head
Barber. "1 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 c rown all. Dougal
M Dougal had ordered a S2OO piano
from London.
He went up to town, but decided not
io take It dnivn with him, as it was
too bulky. Instead, he had it sent on.
When In- finally returned he asked his
trusted retainer if the piano had ar
rived.
■'Weel.” the former replied, "she s a*
richt as ye cud expect. She slipped aa
she was ganging tae the hoose and
broke a. few of her front teeth but I
can na think she’s- really hu t."
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