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THE GE© BO JAMS MAGAZIME PAGE Daysey Mayme and Her Folks By Frances L. Garside AT THE WAILING PLACE. THE Wailing Place, which is al ways as crowded as a public well in a little town, had been thronged from earlj morning and though the afternoon was waning, the < rowds showed no signs of diminution Old men were there to wail of neg lect. and women were there of all ages to wail of their hair coming out. chil dren turned theli faces to the wall while they told of stern patents, and parents lifted up loud voices while they complained of undutiful children. The long summer, the heat that sap ped tne'gj and made business dull, lovers who we-e fickle grapes that wouldn't jt I). tight shoes, high prices and all the little pins that scratch caused a united wail to go up that sounded like the cry of a ban’hee, t safe comparison to make for the rea son that none of us knows what its cry Is like. Suddenly there appealed a spot so far up the road it seemed like a grain of dust. It giew and grew as It came nearer, and 10, the wallet saw that it was not a grain of dust, silt Daysey May me Appleton! Make way for me! she cried, scat tering the dust as she dew. Anri they made way for her falling back so that she hid cleat entr.< to the Wailing Place. "1 have a guest." site hegpn. and then all the wails of the others ceased. They knew, all too well, that they had no sorrow as great as this. "Het name." wailed Davsev Mavme, UHm\ ”?- kk VaNT%J CD* 3 I 0 \\ Z 3 C q 4ES7 'I ' c^g xM'HI c -m / \ (c£©S ib V jvw£ Fels-Naptha to the Rescue. Mt* Dainty— “Oh, Anty, John and I were coming home in the automobile and something went wrong with the machinery. I got out to help. And oh dear! the first thing I knew. I was grease and grit from head to foot. My suit is ruined; I know' it is.’’ Anty Drudge “Don’t worry about that, my dear. It isn’t so bad at all. A little Fels-Naptha soap and cool or lukewarm water, and that suit will look as good as new in a jiffy. Fels-Naptha has been wash ing things clean for many years. Now run along and get your beauty sleep, and tomorrow we’ll get at that auit with Fels-Naptha.’’ There’s no need of slaving over the wash-tub every Monday morning; and when night comes, so tired out you can’t even get a decent meal for your husband. Try the Fels-Naptha way of washing. It will save you many a Monday backache and headache. Fels-Naptha has its own peculiarities. It’s made with the elbow-grease in it. You don’t have to supply it. The Fels-Naptha way is easy. Easy on the clothes and easy on you. Just rub the Fels-Naptha on the clothes, roll them up and leave them in cool or lukewarm water for half an hour or so. (Jive them a light rub to loosen the dirt, rinse, blue and hang up. That’s all. Fels-Naptha is the soap that works while you look on. I hink of it —no knuckling down to the washboard —no boiling —no steaming no hard muscle work. And you're done in half the time, too. Doesn't that mean a whole lot to you? Read the easy directions on the red and green Rapper. Then follow them closely, t any time of the year. throw ing back Iter head and beating her breast, "is Jane. She is nty cousin l Jane." A low murmur from the others told of sympathetic umjerstanding. They also had kin, and often the kin were guest*. "I spent all my Easter money taking het to grand opera.' wailed the soloist, "and w hen I said. That's Caruso; isn't he divine'." she said. J don't think he is as good as the records.' "1 spent my summer clothes money in taking het to Boston, and she was dis appointed when we left betause we hadn't had any beans "J took her to the beach She said i she had a bath tub at home. I showed her over the Olympic. She said she supposed it was larger than that. I took her to the art gallery. She didn't see any thing as fine as a landscape she had painted, and that sold for five dol lars at a church fair. "The ratest specimen in the aqua rium reminded her of mustard sardines, and”—the sobs began to choke the so loist — "she had seen corset advertise ments more interesting than the god dess of"- Het voice now could be stately heard above the chorus of those w ho wailed with het. "She is going to stay three month longer!" she shrieked, and then war heard no more, for there burst from the thtoats of the others a wail of sympa thy so shrill and so prolonged that no one's wail could be told from an other s. Daysey Mayme had touched the pop ular chord! Steam Heat Makes Women Fat, Says Billy Burke Charming Actress Expresses Startling Theory in Beauty Interview JoHRb A * ZWw 1 / Bv MARGARET HIBBARD | AYER. M ISS BILLIE BUKKE isn't exact ly the kind of person you would expect to find extolling the de lightsand benefitsof the simple life, the Quiet life, tlte life rural and peaceful. I-'aseinating Miss Burke is associated chiefly in our mind with all the be witching butterfly qualities of the restless, winsome, coquettish star in genue which site depicts mi the stage, and ft eMme as a sort of shock to find that Miss Billie was promulgating these theories of quiet and rest fulness as aids 1.0 loath and beauty, when I saw her in her dressing room, after .watching iter in all the changing moods of the ' .Mimi the Paint Girl." You appreciate how thoroughly Miss Burke has gotten under the skin of het pall it you pass quickly from the glamour that Lilly Parradell Ims thrown over you and go into Miss Burke's room behind the stage at th- Lyceum after the play Is ovi just as I did. I had never met Miss Burke before, for I am always in dr. ad of be ing disillusioned, but this time there was nothing to fear. A Marked Change. in the two or three minutes that elapsed since the falling of th. curtain on the last act Miss Burke seemed to have changed her personality as site had changed iter frock. The stage pet - tonality had been intensely interesting, but both personality and the frock that wont with it in the star's dressing room were refreshingly novel and delightful. Miss Burke is as unaffected as you could imagine. All the will-o'-the-wisp motions of Lilly Parradell were trans formed into the quiet and gracious] movements of Billie Burke, and she looks younger off the stage than on. The frock, too. was unusual A w hite chiffon thing looped up on sleeves and bodice and skirt, and fastened with lit tle bunches of quaint old-fashioned flowers. She made a charming picture, and this time it was with real curiosity that 1 asked her how she managed to retain so much vitality' and exuberant youth and a face unlined and devoid of any trace of fatigue amid a life as strenuous and exhausting as that which tlte popular star leads. "Oil, what do you want me to say?" said Miss Burke, as if the question W ere rat her embarrassing. With all her girlishness, she im presses you as absolutely sincere. She wouldn't talk even to please a press I agent, for she knows it's flubdub, and ■ so do I. Still I did w ant to know how she kept the fountain of youth a-bub blitig. 1 don't think I do anything espe cially. Nothing worth writing about. Let me see Yes I have It. 1 think I remain well and full of vitality for my w ork because I get all til. rest that I need." she ventured at last Lives Out of Town. "No one m New York evei gets re# e.l; at least, that's w hat I think, and so I don't live in New York, but out of town, a little way up tlte Hudson Out ! there I get quiet, sound sleep ami rest, with no noise to harass tlte nerves. There It is not possible that there should be constant demands made upon my time. "Tlte first w inter that 1 payed in. New York 1 lived In the city. but that was enough. Never again! It seems to m I nevi r stopped: I iww had any re* I or quic' I neve, knew what it was t relax fm a moment Since then I hav. lived in th“ country, .tyl 1 feel that it 1' Is worth the ’extra effort in getting in ami out V h mattci of fa. • I either like to drive out tt night, it's only I v* tW .W / / i‘ Sih JF t MISS BILLIE BURKE IN CHARAC TERISTIC POSES. rtb<»ut io minutes and I rind it ver,, restful. "I lead a very simple, quiet existence, but I love the country, as all English people do, and that compensates me fo a great deal. Have you ever thought how stange it is that in America, where great distances seem to be of no account whatever, people dread living a few miles outside of the cit\ Now. in England people run in and out of Lon don and live quite a distance out with out feeling suburban, or out of it in any way. "Keeping young and well is very largely a matter of the mind, don't you think'.’ If you feel young, and if you are physically i efreshed by plenty of sleep and rest, it's natural that yon should have exuberant youthful spirit.-. Probably most women would retain their youth much longer if they could learn to rest, if they didn't try to keep up with everything at on ■ time, and if they didn't live at such terrific high pressure Compliments England. "We all feel this so tremendously w hen wo come to America, for in Eng | land life is so much more leisurely, even I in London itself." I was complimenting Miss Burke on the beautiful frocks she wore in the play, especially tin' one in the second act. and she expressed considerable sat isfaction at having grown thinner dur ing her vacation. "Every one seems to gro w fat here, don't they? It's the steam heat,” sard Miss Burke, emphatically. "The steam heat?" I asked. very much surprised, for 1 have never heard the steam heat blamed for that partic ular sin. "Why, yes," said Miss Burke, placid ly "The houses and theaters are so overheated that people naturally get sluggish and lazy in wintertime and dislike exercising, exactly as if it were the heart of summer. That's what hap- | pened to me. but I'll have no more st, am-heated rooms in my house .r least. "That intense heat is very bad for one. anyhow It seems to me that be sides making one dull and loggy men- ‘ • ■■ • _z- , Wat N -. t ..T a--’ I Have a "Spaghetti Night" in your home once 1 / a week. Make a steaming dt«h of Faust \ /I f ke principal feature of the menu. \ / Twill he a popular night with all the family \ I —and their friend’ 1 / AT YOUR GROCER S I I / In sealed packages 5c and 10c I \ /_ MA I’Ll BROS St J, ou „ M n 1 \ tally and physically, tt dries the skin, and it is certainly dreadful for the voice. Here in the d essing room we have a constant fight to keep tile steam heat from overpowering us, for if you are not used to it. it is devitalizing am' enervating. "I am sure it makes people fat. and 1 believr that if women would take a stand against overheated apartments they would be much healthier in evetv way." So take it from Billie Burke, who is the embodiment of health, and when th«f janitor tuns on the steam in abo it three weeks, as he will do. whether the thermometer registers summer weather or not. don't let the heat get into you? room, for it will mean extra pounds ou your figure, and extra bill/ to pay the doctor. Altogether Miss Billie's secret.- of beauty are so sensible and practical that you wouldn't think she was a mucil flattered and much envied theatrical star and one of the very- prettiest girls on this or any other stage. WASHING THE WINDOWS. A boy about fourteen y ears old, em ployed at a grocer's, was washing the windows the other morning when a pe destrian with a squint in his eye came along and stopped to say: "Boy. don't you see that the water is running all over the pavement and making it so slippery that people are liable to fall and break their necks?" "Yes. sir. I do," was the reply. "Then why do you wash your bloom ing old windows?" "It's the orders of the boss, sir. If the boss should come down and not find the windows washed he’d say to me: " 'Joe. you infernal imp of laziness, why haven't you washed the windows this morning.” “ 'Because a cock-eyed man with a stiff knee objected.' I'd reply. And then he’d say that you could go and be hanged to you. That would make you mad, and you'd drop in to have it out witli him. My boss is a small man and humble looking, but how he can scrap! The minute you opened on him he'd whirl around and cock your other eye and smash that other knee, and there'd be a call for the ambulance, and you'd be laid up in the hospital for at least sixty days. Sorry if I in convenienced you, sir: but I have got to continue to wash. I’ve got to do it to hold my job, and I've got to do it to keep the boss from knocking you into the middle of next week, and now you know all about it.” "Yes, I know all about it. and hanged if I wouldn't give two bits for the priv ilege of smashing you to mincemeat!" muttered the cock-eyed man as lie skat ed over the wet spot. “Initials Only By' A Thrilling Mystery Story of Modern Times (Copyright, 1911, Street * Smith.) (Copyright, 1911, by Dodd, Mead & Co.) TODAYS INSTALLMENT. "When I lost my daughter, I lost every thing,” he declared, as they walked slowly up the road. “Nothing excites my inter est. save that which once excited hers. I am told that the deepest interest of her life lay here. I am also told that it was an interest quite worthy of her. I expect to find it so. I hope with all my heart to find ft so. and that is why I have come to this town and expect to linger till Mr. Brotherson has recovered sufficiently to see me. I hope that this will be agree able to him. I hope that 1 am not pre suming too much in cherishing these ex pectations. Doris turned her candid eyes upon him. "I can not tell; I do not know," said she. "Nobody knows, not even the doctor, what effect the news tve so dread to give him will have upon Mr. Brotherson. You will have to wait—tve all shall have to wait the results of that revelation. It can not be kept from him much longer. When I return. I shall shrink from his first look, in the fear of seeing it betray this dread ful knowledge. Yet I have a faithful woman there to keep every one out of his room.” “You have had much to carry for one so young,” was Mr. Chailoner's sympa thetic remark. “You must let me help you when that awful moment comes. I am at the hotel and shall stay there till Mr. Brotherson is pronounced quite well. I have no other duty now in life but to sustain him through his trouble and then, with what aid he can give, search out and find the cause of my daughter's death which I will never admit without the full est proof, to have been one of suicide." Doris trembled. “It was not suicide." she declared, ve hemently. “I have always felt sure that it was not; but today I know.” Her hand fell clenched on her breast and her ey.es gleamed strangely. Mr. Chailoner was himself greatly startled. What had happened—what could have happened since yesterday that she should emphasize that now? ■T’ve not told any one.” she went on, as he stopped short in the road, in his anxiety to understand her. “But I will tell you. Only, not here, not with all these people driving past; most of whom know me. Come to the house later —this evening, after Mr. Brotherson's room is closed for the night. I have a little sit ting room on the other side of the hall where we can talk without being heard. Would you object to (ioing that? Am I asking too much of you?” "No, not at all." he assured her. “Ex pect me at eight. Will that be too early?” “No, no. Oh. how those people stared! Let us hasten back or they may connect your name with what we -want kept secret.” He smiled at her fears, but gave in to her humor; he would see her soon again and possibly learn something which would amply repay him, both for his trouble and his patience. But when evening came and she turned to face him in that little sitting room where he had quietly followed her. he was conscious of a change in her manner which forbade these high hopes. The gleam was gone from her eyes; the trem ulous eagerness from her mobile and sen sitive mouth. She had been thinking in the hours which had passed, and had lost the confidence of that one impetuous mo ment Her greeting betrayed embarrass ment and she hesitated painfully before site spoke. “I don't know what you will think of me." she ventured at last, motioning to a chair but not sitting herself. “You have had time to think over what 1 said and probably expect something real— something you could tell people. But it J OL J HERE IS COFFEE W Rich, Flavory Coffee—Coffee with n full measure of | KooduesH in every cup f J Maxwell House Blend Iff han mi nneqiiflled reputation for qunlfty and reliability (Ask lour Grocer For It) Fl CHEEK-NEAL COFFEE CO. NASHVILLE, TENN. HOLSTON, TEX. JACKSONVILLE, FLA. 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