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THE GEOSGIAW’S MAGAZIME PAGE ‘lflltlQjs Only v By Anna Katherine Green A Thrtliiny Mystery Story of Modern Times (Copyright. 1511. Street a Smith > (Copyright, 1911, by Dodd. M ad A Co ) TODAY'S INSTALLMENT. “It 1« true. Other men have followed! just such unworth> impulses and been ashamed and sorry afterwards 1 was sorry and I was ashamed, and as soon as my first angn ua« over went to tell her so Rut she ni Monk ni> purpose and “ \nd wha i orlando h»»•! l-lven ! ,s iron nature trembled before H e inferr he saw a misery he was destined to augment rath er than soothe With pains altogether out of keeping will: his character, he sought in the recesses of his darkened mind for words less bitter and less abrupt than those whS h sprang involuntarily to his lips But 1 e did not find them 'Though he pitied his brother and wished to show that he did. nothing but the stern lan Kuage suitable to the Stern fact he wished to impat ■ would leave his lips And ended ;he pitiful struggle of the moment •». u one • ? i.n ' unpremeditated blow ” w.l« w hat he said "There is no othet explanation possible for this act. Oswald Bitter as it is for me to ac knowledge it. I am thus fa; guilty of this beloved woman s death But as God beats me. from the moment I first saw her. to the moment I saw her last. I did not know, nor <Vd I for a moment dream that she was anything to you or to any other man of my stamp and station 1 thought she despised my country birth, my mt< hanieal attempts, my lack of aris tocratfc pretensions and traditions “Fd-th?” b that I know she l ad other rea sons for her contempt that the words she v rote were in rebuke to the brother »athei than to the man, I fee! ms guilt and deplore n \ anger. I can not say more. 1 should but insult your grief by any length? expressions of regret and A grun • f intolerable angu sh from the sick man s I’ps. and then the quick thrust < f his reawakened intelligence rising su perior to the overthrow of all his hopes. “For a woman of Edith s principle to seekdeath in a moment of desperation, the !•••<.vocation must ha\e been very great 'Tell me If Ini to hate vou through life . (.< through all eternit? or if I must seek i some unimaginable failure of my own t\,«iactor or conduct the cause of her intolerable despair.” "Oswald!* The torn was controlling, and yet tlai of one strong man to an other "Is it for us to read t, henrt -of any Woman, least of all <»f a woman of h» susceptibilities and keen Tfcner life ? The wish io end all conies to sou e natures like a lightning flash Hom a. clear sl \ li comes, it goes, often without leaving a sign. But if a weapon chain ts to be neai there it was In hand) —then deatn fol lows the impulse which, given an instant of thought, would have vanished in a back sweep of other emotions. Chance was the real accessory to this death by suicide Oswald, let us realise it as such and a< cept our sorrow as a mutual burden and turn to what remains to us of life and labor Work is grief's only consolation. 'Then let us work.” But of all this Oswald had caught but the one word "Chance? ’ he repeated. “Orlando, I be lieve In God ‘Then seek your comfort there I find it in harnessing the winds; in forcing the powers of nature to do my bidding. 'The other did not speak, and the si lence grew heavy h was broken, w hen it was broken, by a cry from Oswald: ‘No more.” said he. "no more ’ Then, in a yearning accent. "Send Doris to me.” Orlando started. 'This name coming so ‘•lose upon that word comfort produced a strange effect upon him. But another look, at Oswald and he was ready to do his p'dding 'The bit lot ordeal was over: let him have his solace if it was in her power to give it to him Orlando, upon leaving his brothers roouj. did not stop to deliver that broth er’s message directly to Doris; he left this for Truda to do. and retired imme diately to his hangar in the woods. Lock ing himself in. he slightly raised the roof and then sat down before the car which was ra /uly taking on shape and assum ing that individuality and appearance of sentient life which hitherto he had only seen in divnms But his eye. which had lever failed to kindle at this sight be f’ re.- shone dully in the semi-gloom. The i (ai co Id wait, he would first have i ' hour *n iios solitude of his own mak ’ :. The gaz» b.e dreaded, the words i rm w t ’ 1 i > d”;<nk could not penetrate 1 ere. lif n ight even shout her name aloud, .u;u only these windowless walls would respond. lie was alone with his i ast, ! j s present and his futun Alone! ’ He n<t (.- (l io be ’The. strongest -aun- when the precipice yawns before him. TJie gulf can be spanned; he feels hims'l- forceful enough for that, but his ‘•yes must take theh measurement of it i first: 1 c must know its depths ami possl- i hie clange;- only a fool would ignore! 'lies* steeps* of Jagged rock; ai.u he was! s.u fool. ‘ only a mail to whom 'he unex pected had happened, a man who had eeeu his way c Ir.-.t- to the horizon and | then ad come up against this! . it, i ... . ■■■ —■ 11 I - '■■■- WHEN YOl R HAIR BRI SHESqIT Your hair is as sensitive as your skin even more so. 1: standi up under heavy hats, curiing irons, and diseases of the scalp, etc. But there is a limit. When you comb and brush your hair in the morning, watch for the “TRAILERS" that turn grey, tall out, and comb out with the first morning brush. ou ML SI know that there's something wrong. If your hair was in good health, it wouldn't fall out, nature never intended that. '1 here is something wrong st the root of things-the hair needs a tonic a restorer. When you are sick you take medicine. That is your first thought. Its turning grey, falling out, are both ways the hair has of “complaining of illness." It can't do it in any other way.—Do OLR part. Use- HAY’S HAIR HEALTH a , c - -^ c al Druf Stores or direct upon lrt.it’ ?’ ,<l <le*ler's is™. Send 10c for insl bottle. I’mlo H, y s per ( „ _ Newark. N. J * ND recommended ven-OBS PHARMACY i when ne thought such folly dead: Re morse. when Glory .ailed for the quiet mind and heart' He recognized its mordant fang, an.i * .new that its ravages, though onlv just I begun, would last hi® lifetime Nothing I "mid stop them now. nothing, nothing \nd 1 e laughed, as the thought went home laughed at the irony of fate and Its inexorableness; laughed at his own defeat and his nearness to a barred Para dise Oswald loved Edith, loved her .vet, with a flame time would take long to quench Doris loved Oswald and he Doris: and not one of them would ever attain the delights each was so fitted to enjoy Why shouldn't he laugh? What is left to man but mockery when all props fall'' Disappointment was the universal lot and II should go merrily with him if he must take his turn at it. But here the strong spirit of the man reasserted Itself: it should be but a turn. A man's joys are not bounded by his lores or even by the satisfaction of n perfectly untram meled mind Performance makes a world of its own for the capable and the strong, and this was still left, to him He. Or lando Brothers..!!, despair while his great work lay unfinished! That would be to lay stress on the inevitable pains and fears of commonplace humanity. Il> was not of tliat ilk Intellect was his god: am bition bls motive power. What would this casual blight upon his supreme con tentment be to him. when with the wings of bis air car spread, he should spurn the earth and soar into the heaven of fame simultaneously with bis flight into the open. He could wail for that hour. He had measured the gulf before him and found it passable Henceforth no looking bark. Rising, he stood for a moment gazing, with an alert eye now. upon such sections of bis. ear as had not yet been fitted into their places; then he bent forward to his work, and soon the lips which had ut tered that sardonic laugh a few minute® before, parted in gentler fashion, and song took the place of curses—a ballad of love and fondest truth. But Orlando never knew what he sang He had the gift and used it. Would bls tones, however, have rung out w ith quite so mellow a sweetness had be seen the restless figure even then cir cling Ills retreat with eyes darling accu sation and arms lifted towards him in wild but impotent threat? Yes. I think they would; for he knew Unit the man who thus expressed his helplessness along with bis convictions, was no nearer the end he had set himself Io attain than on the day he first be trayed his suspicions. The Hut Changes its Name. That night Oswald was taken very ill. hot three days his life hung in the bal ance. then youth and healthy living triumphed over shock and bereavement, and he came slowly back to his sad and crippled existence. lie had been conscious for a week or more of his surroundings, and of his bit ter sorrows as well, when one morning he asked Doris whose face it was be had seen bending over him so often during the last week: "Have you a new doctor? A man with white hair and a comforting smile? Or have I dreamed his face" I have had so many fancies this might easily be one of them." "No, it Is not a fancy." was the quiet reply "Nor is it the face of a doctor. It is that of a friend. One whose heart is bound up in your recovery ; one for whom you must live. Mr. Brotherson." "I don't know him. Doris. It's a strange face to me And yet. it's not al together strange. Who is this man and why should be care for me so deeply?” "Because you share one love and one grief. It is Edith's father whom you see at your bedside. He lias helped to nurse you ever since you came down this second time." "Edith's father! Doris, it can not be! Edith's father!” "Yes. Mr Challoner has been in Derby for the last two weeks He has only one interest now: to see you well again." "Why?” Doris caught the note of pain, if not. suspicion, in this query, and smiled as she asked in turn: “Shall he answer that question him self'.' lie is waiting to come in. Not to talk. You need not fear his talking. He’s as quiet as any man 1 ever saw.” The sick man closed his eyes, and Dor is, watching, saw the flush rise to his emaciated cheek, then slowly fade away again to a pallor that frightened her. Had she injured where she would heal? Had the pressed too suddenly and too hard on the ever-gaping wound in her invalid's breast? She gasped in terror at the thought, then she faintly smiled, for his eyes had opened again and showed a calm determination as he said "I should like to see him I should like him to answer the question 1 have just put you 1 should rest easier and get I well faster or not get well at all." This latter he half whispered, and Dor ' is. tripping from the room, may not have I heard it. for her face showed no fur ther shadow as she ushered in Mr. t'lial | loner, and closed the door behind him I She had looked forward to his moment ' lor days To Oswald, however. It was an ! unexpected excitement and his voice I trembled with something more than phy ; s: ai weakness as be greeted his visitor and thanked him for bis attentions ' Doris says tha* you have shown me bis klnuness from the desire you have to , set me well again. Mr (.'ballonet Is this I true.?” "Very true I van not emphasize the I fact too strongly." Oswald's eyes met his again, this lime i v. th great earnestness. "You must have serious reasons for fee'.- I Ing so reasons which I do not quite tin- I net-stand May 1 ask you why you place I such value upon a life which, if ever use fill to itself or others, has lost and lest forever, the one de', gb which gate ” meaning ' B wa® f q, Chaiioner s voice I" I tremble now at rea hing out ; hanu, I I he levlared. with inmistakable feeling "I have no son I have no interest let’ l|m life, outside this room and the possi bilities ' contain® for me Your attach- I i went ~ my daughter has created a bond , I betwe--’; ts Mr Brotherson. which I sin- I cerely i. q i io see recognized by you ' t Startled and deeply moved, the young , man stret< bed out a shaking hand toward _ les v!®- we the feeble but exulting cry [ Iler, you do r.ol blan <■ for her Jw i. i.v- at.c my sierious death You hold . ine gull'., ®' of ti e misery which nerved lie; despairing arm'.' ( i Quite guiltless nswald's wan and pirn lied features took l " expression and Ml Cha "i.e no longer wondered ai his daughter's i» iltlK 0 5 I • ; r . ‘.sOri 'pi; H'om irk man I - ar? llien iben was a alien, c .luring j wii > i rbeir two hands n.ei To B< Cont.nusd in Ne*t Is»u»., “Save Your Energy and You Will Preserve Your * * t. Beauty,” Declares Pretty Frances Starr i 2 - ■ —■ • - —• ■ —. ———— x * /TSTi '-ttV f- fl A : JIM® Wj! ft 3 ‘ < LkiT . 70 . fjy t CHARMING MISS FRANCES STARR. '<> z NOW LEADING WOMAN IN "THE CASE OF BECKY.” ' << o By Margaret Hubbard Ayer. I SOMEWHERE way tin high in the tiptop of the Plaza hotel, where the windows overlook the nark. Miss I Frances Starr has her winter nest. Her sittina room looks, less like a , I hotel loom than any you've ever seen, • for it's small and of irregulat build, ; and it’s done in a subdued kind of yel low odor and when you come into it the first thine that strikes vou is the wonderful tiew of the. nark, and then you become aware of an excellent grand piano in the foreground. There ate flowers and books, too. but mark yon. srentle leader not a single I photograph of the actress herself, and that's quite characteristic of Miss Starr. It's only with considerable ef fort that you can get her to talk about herself. Ami she just will not talk about "My art!” What does she look like off tlie stage'.’ What is tlie Rose of the Rancho like, and the girl who took the Easiest Way, and Becky , witose case is so puzzling to the audience at the Belasco theater, who can be so sweet and demure and ex quisite, and suddenly change right be fore your eyes into a devilish little <*at. with hardly a point of resemblance to tlie first character? If Miss Starr wanted to she tould slip down into some of our social set tlements. among the pretty young col lege girls, who ate endeavoring so va liantly to work for the betterment of those less fortunate, and no one would . ever suspect that she. had been on the stage even for a minute. The better the actress the less ac- i tressy she looks, and Frances Starr has j earned her right to a foremost posi- l I tion among the young stars of the i stage. "Tlie Rose of the Rancho" has grown more thoughtful in looks, more intellec tual. than when she took New York by surprise in the part of the Spanish girl five years ago She looks very young, yery slight, and almost frail, though she is really a strong, athletic type of girl. Her hair is a wavv brown, with much ligitt in it; her eyes are blue like the paler sapphire, and she has a deep and very fascinating cleft In her chin, and she is simple, natural and totally I lacking in self-consciousness. These particulars ate put in at the) request of so many readers, who seem to spend a good deal of their energies in figuring out whether their favorite actress looks the same off the stage as she does on. | Os course. I had to ask Miss Start 1 , "'bat rules of health she observes. It's i quite useless to ask a pretty girl why l she is pretty. One should never ask ■ j that question of a woman under thirty, I any how. “When I am working,” said Miss CASTO RIA For Iniante and Children. The Kind You Have Always Bought I ■ —. , , ' ■■ Ml——————a ■ I i—s««^—a—— I, fj ■ Ag , FOR SALE Roofing Pitch, Coal Tar, - IMMEDIATE Creosote, Road Binder, rxaei a.ea-nwr Metal Preservative Paints, DELIVERY Roofing Paint and Shingle Stain. ''' * ! I Atlanta Gas Light Co. S? ne4945 1 -st-; i „...i t . . ... , - . , . | Starr, "I simply devote all my time I and energy to that Beyond a short walk every day, I do nothing which could deplete my store of energy. 1 i really don't understand how women can rut) about all day. and give out so 1 much vitality as they do. and have; any thing left for their work. I'm sure j I can't.” "Do you cultivate that air of mys- ! tery which Pierre Loti says is so es- i sential to woman's charm?" I inquired, byway of aiding conversation. "Indeed I don't," Aliss Stall' put in quickly'. "But I need quiet and rest j if I'm to do my work properly, it's: one of the lessons I have had to learn, ! to conserve my energy for the thing 1 that is worth while—work. "Seeing too many people, even being ' In <i crowded place, is exhausting, but 1 as far as rhe idea of shrouding one's ; seif in mystery which Loti advocates that seems pure selfishness to me. Be sides it's a luxury that few can afford. Fancy the girl who has to go up and down in the subway each day to her work trying to live up to Pierre Loti’s ideal of femininity. "Sometimes I think the- less one knows about one's favorite authors the better,” said Miss Stair, mourning a lost illusion. “Somehow I never think about the personal side of the applause.” said Miss Starr. "I just feel that I have done what I wanted to and succeeded in conveying my thoughts to the audi ence. It is a difficult part, and though I have the most wonderful teacher and critic in the world—Mr. Belasco —it is a pretty exhausting role just the same.” While learning the part Miss Stair went deeply into the study of psychol ogy. pathology and all the other "010- A Beautiful Complexion ■■■■■'•■■ May Be Your/ In Ten Days ' x Nadinola 4 c - AM ' TH." "" Used and Endarsea By Thousands —■— jNADINOLA banishes tan, sallowness, j freckles, pimples, liver-spots, etc. Extreme ’ cases twenty days. 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Then she found that "Becky" is only lone of many who. in a less dramatic I way. have suffered from some early I shock or ifiental suggestion and have ] later on joined the great army of delin ! quents, feeble-minded or criminal young ' people who present the greatest social j problem of the age. i Illi - ‘ ~ .. -I,J,I wsi ' s . WfiWl ’ WpR;. —I Mrs. Humphry Ward’s | New Story of Wealth j “The Mating of Lydia” This great new novel is all that the successful name of Mrs. Humphry Ward implies. It is an event that makes Good Housekeeping the leader among women's magazines because this great story will he the most talked about and notable serial of the coming year. Another Triumph Mrs. Ward's new work recalls memories of her recent triumphs: “The Marriage of William Ashe" “Lady Rose’s Daughter." and “Marriage a la Mode." In “The Mating of Lydia" she adds a brilliant love story to her other successes in this new and fascinating novel involving the life story of Lydia and Faversham | Lydia Penfold the heroine is a sweet girl of the wholesome type heart and fancy free- yet fully conscious of the appeal of man to woman. j Then Faversham enters and the developments revolve about the joys and sorrows of a girl's life particularly in regard to the influence of wealth on various persons. You'll love Lydia and admire Faversham. Your newsdealer will supply you with a copy of Good Housekeeping Magazine. 11l [M ||,n On Sale || ' a* au N eu}ss t an d s i November Issue —Just Out WlliSsß G°°d Housekeeping '• Ifflßw MAGAZINE 381 Fourth Avenue, New York City U MV , ~f 1— . :■— ■■ lIL 11 iUlnli Babes From the Woods By Beatrice Fairfax HERE are three letters written by babes who imagine "hey are in 1 love: . "1 am keeping company with a young man of my age. which is seventeen. He calls on me every night. b”t he does not show any love to me. What can Ido to I make him show his love?” "1 am sixteen, and in love with a girl one year my junior. I think she doesn't pay me the attention she ought to. I love her. but she has never toid me she loves me. 1 would like to know a plan i by which I could find out if she recipro cates my love for her.” "Is it any harm for a boy and girl of ! sixteen to keep steady company ? Some I people say that at the age of sixteen I children should never think of the op i posite sex." Boy and girl love, called calf-love by j those who have survived its attacks without lasting sears, may develop into i something fine, but every chance in the j world is against it. In Love With Love. in the first place, children of that age. don't know their own minds. They are love with the boy or girl who at that moment-- pleases them best. In six weeks, still in love with love, this mushroom offspring of a lomantic brain i< attached to some other person. In deed, given opportunity and environ men ~ the object of one's undying love when one is sixteen changes as rapidly as the scene in a moving picture. This love is serious while it lasts, it takes time, is a waste of emotion and is fostered and encouraged when one's judgment is hasty and immature. Therein the danger lies. Youth always swings too far. botli ways. One is uncontrollably happy, of dangerously depress Al Love, never an offspring of reason, behaves as if of in sane parentage wh?n those under' its sway are under sixteen Time that should be spent in making a valuable storehouse of the brain is devoted to making that valuable part of the anatomy a lumber room filled with useless odds and ends of romance. When one is sixteen, the biain is strong and active and impressionable, and lessons are easiest to master and easiest to retain. It is a harvest time, and it is more than a misfortune--it is a tragedy—ls girls and boys at this pe riod of their lives moon around like half-sick calves and think, sing and prate of love that will not live longer than tomorrow. Here s the Answer. To the writers of these three letters I suggest a careful perusal of E. .1, Hardy, who says: "Preeoeiousness in love-making is a great mistake. It prevents the 0,,i rnent of youthful years whTb u be free from anxiety, and h-ads taglements and hasty atta v! „X which cause much distre®® ® , ' We do not advise girls to put off m ..’ rimony -until they are 380 y ca which was. I believe, the age daughter of Enoch when she . m , that state—but we think thev p/ ' consult their best interests in M’n„i thoughts of love and marriage p," nt .‘7 py their minds in their 'salad d Rv when they are ‘green in j u d gmen .‘.?' Read this quotation again: "It prevents the enjoyment of corth ful years, which should be free T „ anxiety, and leads to entanglement" and hasty attachments which much distress.” The writers of th-se letters, one- two and three, will find no argument fm 0 .- Ing calf love that can offset this are ,. inent against it. So I urge the writer of the fl r , t „ lt to make no attempts to get a box of sixteen to show his love, but refra from showing her own. anti try to „v e ." come it. I want the boy who wrote the ®e, ~r > letter to put as much wm-rv into lessons a’ school as he Is putting into a precocious love, and I want the „-H f . r of the third letter to take the quotation from Hardy for an answer. Plenty of Time. Don t regard this opportunity tn and be loved as the last! And don't, if sixteen or twenty-six or older, look upon the present as all thers is of the future. Love will come when you are ready for it. And Late Love’s even sweete Than First Love's tender dream " WHY? He—That young widow seem® to ad mire Mr. Smith very much She—Yes: he is a man after her own heart. Thousands of Grateful Letters from women in all pails of the I'nlt ed States and Canada who have been relieved from almost every form of female complaints, such as inflamma tion. ulceration, displacements tu mors. irregularities, periodic pains air: backache, by Lydia E. Pinkham's Veg etable Compound, are on tile in the Pinkham laboratories at Lynn. Mass., but no letter is ever published with out written request or consent of Hie writer. Every suffering woman owes ft tn herself to give Lydia E. Pinkham's Vegetable Compound a trial.