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Orlando reached for his key But before fitting it into the lock, he cast a look behind him The car was in plain sight, filling the central space from floor to roof. A sin gle glance from a stranger's eye. and its principal secret would be a secret no longer He must not run such a risk. Before he answered this call, he must drop the curtain he had rigged up against such emergencies as these. He had but to pull a cord and a veil would fall be fore Ms treasure, concealing it as ef fectually as an Eastern bride is concealed behind her yashmak Stepping to the wall, he drew that cord, then, with an Impatient sigh, returned to the door Another quiet but insistent knock greeted him. In no fury now. but with a vague sense of portent which gave an aspect of fare well to the one quick glance he cast about the well-known spot, he fitted the key in the lock, and stood ready to turn It. "I ask again your name and your busi ness. ' he shouted. In loud command. "Tell them or—” He meant to say, "or I do not turn this key." But something withheld the threat. He knew that it would perish In the utterance; that he could not carry It out. He would have to open the door now. response or no re sponse. "Speak"’ was the word with which he finished his demand. A final knock. Pulling a pistol from his pocket with his left hand, he turned the key with his right. The door remained unopened. Stepping slowly back, he started at Its unpainted boards for a moment, then he spoke up quietly, almost courteously: But the command passed unheeded; the latch was not raised, and only the slight est tap was heard. With a bound he reached forward and pulled the door open Then a great si lence fell upon him and a rigidity as of the grave seized and stiffened his power ful frame. The man confronting him from the darkness was Sweetwater. Man Within and Man Without. An Instant of silence, during which the two men eyed each other; then. Sweet water, with an Ironical smile directed to ward the pistol lightly remarked; "Mr. Challoner and other men at the hotel are acquainted with my purpose and await my return. 1 have come—” here he cast a glowing look at the huge curtain At Fountains & Elsewhere Ask for “HORLICK’S" The Original and Genuine MALTED MILK The Feod-drlnk for All Ages. At restaurants, hotels, and fountains. Delicious, invigorating and sustaining. Keep it on your sideboard at home. Don’t travel without it. A quick lunch prepared in a minute. Take no imitation. Just say “HORLICK’S.’’ Not in Any Milk Trust THE MENTER CO. CAT F CHIFFON WAIST L Q Thursday and Friday iU REGULAR VALUE IS $3.50 This is a very dainty and attractive waist of chiffon over pretty white net and ** gj inserted lace. Shadow lace <• £ yoke, collar and sleeves. Sleeves and high collar piped jft, with chiffon. Set-in sleeves. Three tucks on shoulders. ■ ' "Nkd 'wT\ Front is handsomely em- broidered with silk. This comes in three colors: Co / ‘wr I* 'iBnVB Penhagen, navy blue and •l] ir'VdKj brown. Extremely pretty -".Zw/UfH and is a bargain any day at '• vW’l® $3.50. Special Sale Iff'ij ■’ ffvM Thursday and Friday V' $2.48 <j Owning nearly 100 stores we sell all clothing for men, women and children at very low prices. Divide your bill into weekly payments. THE MENTER CO. SUCCSSSOR TO MENTER a ROSENBLOOM CO. 715 Whitehall Street First Stairway Next to J. M. High Co. cutting off the greater portion of the illy lit interior "to offer you my services, Mr Brotherson I have no other motive for this intrusion than to be of use. I am deeply Interested In your invention, to the development of which I have already lent some aid, and can bring to the test you propose a sympathetic help which you could hardly find in any other person liv ing." The silence which settled down at the completion of these words had a. ’weight which made that of the previous moment seem light and all athrob with sound. The man within had not yet caught his breath: the man without held his, in an anxiety which had little to do with the direction of the weapon, into which he looked Then an owl hooted far away in the forest, and Orlando, slowly lowering his arm. asked in an oddly' constrained tone: "How long have you been In town?" I be answer cut clean through any lin gering hope he may have had. Ever since the day your brother was told the story of his great misfortune." “Ah! still at your old tricks! I thought you had quit that business as unprofit able." I don t know. I never expect quick re turns. He who holds on for a rise some times reaps unlooked-for profits.” The arm and fist of Orlando Brotherson ached to hurl this fellow back into the heart of the midnight woods. But they remained quiescent and he spoke instead: I have burled the business. You will never resuscitate it through me." Sweetwater smiled. There was no mirth In his smile though there was lightness in his tone as he said: I hen let ns go back to the matter in band. You need a helper; where are you going to find one if you don't take me?” A growl from Brotherson's set lips. Never had he looked more dangerous than In the one burning instant following this daring repetition of the detective’s out rageous request. But as he noted how S Igiii was the figure opposing him from the other side of the threshold, he was swayed by his natural admiration of pluck In the physically weak, and lost his t ireatenlng attitude, only to assume one which Sweetwater secretly found It even harder Io meet. ’toil are a fool," was the stinging re mark he hoard flung at him. "Do you want to play the police officer here and arrest me in mid air?” Mr. Brotherson. you understand ine as little as I am supposed to understand you. Humble as my place is in society and, 1 may add. in the department whose Inter ests 1 serve, are In me two men. One you know passably well—the detec tive whose methods, only Indifferently clever show that he has very much to learn Os the other—the workman ac quainted with hammer and saw, but with some knowledge too of higher mathe matics and the principles upon which great mechanical inventions depend, you know little, and must Imagine much. I was playing’ the gawky when 1 helped you in the old house in Brooklyn. 1 was interested In your airship—Oh, 1 recog nized it for what it was. notwithstanding Its oddity and lack of ostensible means lor flying but 1 was not caught in the whirl of Its Idea; the idea by which you doubtless expect, and with very good rea son too, to revolutionize the science of aviation. But since then I've been think ing It over, and am so filled with your own hopes that either 1 must have a hand in the finishing and sailing of the one you have yourself constructed, or go to work myself on the hints you have un consciously given me, and make a car of my own” Audacity often succeeds where subtlier means fall. Orlando, with a curious twist of his strong lip. took hold of the deter •ive's atm and drew him in, shutting and locking the door carefully behind him. "Now," said he, "you shall tell me what you think you have discovered, to make any ideas of your own available in the manufacture of a superior self-propelling airship." To Be Continued in Next Issue. I © Two Fashionable Evening Gowns © ■ <L fVKA J -• f " 11 — ■ /sk - H Jr mK?*'--. ilB * k wW es 3? TT g T gVmWIIIWI zSiMaSSalx .•. wl B IIBjI Mili i 1 11fcfliS MMo ' rl i ' y. t ■ z’lMsaa //4v» f -w ■MMT--"- - MM 1; jJterill < ■M I iMkdrfMl b '•y® MM & \ - MFZik' • t.g. ‘'MM |M|M x zZ'-T/a' Mht'*-' '9 I—L Greek Draperies—Embroidery and fur here combine to decorate a gracefully draped evening gown which is composed of chiffon over ivory lace. ADVICE TO THE LOVELORN * By Beatrice Fairfax HIS AFFLICTION NO BAR. Dear Miss Fairfax: 1 am nineteen and became ac quainted with a man of thirty-four, with whom I fell in love. He is at present employed in a large office and gets a fair salary, but his right ♦ hand is amputated. I think the world of him. All my friends tease me and ask why such a good looking girl should fall in love with a man who is af flicted like this. 1 am the first born child, also the only girl in the family, and my parents are strongly against my meeting him. WORRIED. If he has lost a hand, but has a whole heart, a clean record and a bright mind, his affliction should be no bar. If your parents’ objections are based solely on his crippled condition, they are neither fair nor charitable. But make sure they have no other objec tions before you beg for their blessing and approval. MADE YOUR OWN DIAGNOSIS. Dear Miss Fairfax: I am a girl twenty-two years old and for the past eight months have been going with a man about seven years my senior. All during this time he has made love to me—- says he loves me, and only me, bet ter than anything else in the world. He also knows that I love him. Hight after he has been to see me 1 find he attends the "club" a good deal. Sometimes he goes as long as ten days without calling me up, or asking to come out. He acts as though he is ashamed of something. Then when he comes back he says that he has been thinking of me all the time and that I am the only one he loves. He has never asked me to marry him. Some time ago I had intended FULL OF SCABS What could be more pitiful than the condition told of in this letter from A. R. Avery, Waterloo, N. Y.: We have been using your Tetterlne. It’» the best on earth for skin ail ments. Mrs. S. C. Hart was a sight to see. Her face was a mass of scabs. Tetterlne has cured It. Cured by Tetterlne Tetterlne cures eczema, tetter, ground Itch, ringworm and all skin troubles. Its effect is magical. 50c at druggists or by mall. SHUPTRINE CO., SAVANNAH, GA. (Advt.) CHICHESTER S PILLS /JiJrNHI. s£ , , - *Y*^! e 5* n «“>•■<! »r«»dZA\ I 111. In Red and Gold iMO.IIIcX^/J Ek ’'th Blue Ribbon. Vy I*l I“ k * "• ®< fc er Bn. .f . o «r V I / /If ltrn«»l«l. A.kfcrClll.t'lfT'M Trn*a A ft years known a, Bttt.Sifost.Atna,-, R,u,t r SOLD BY DRUGGISTS EVERYWHERE IL 1 I Opium, Whiskey and Drug Habit* treated I W M ■at Home or at Sanitarium. Book on aubjecl DK B M. WOOLLEY, J4-N. Victor Sanitarium, Atlanta, Georgia. taking a little trip, but he said he wished me not to go. for he was afraid I would forget him—l didn't go. Do you think it possible that I let him know I love him too much, and he thinks he can come back just any time? “BABY TRIXIE.” You have let him see that you care too much for him. His love for you can not excuse his attitude: If he is ashamed of “some- Do You Know— There are only 70 known specimens of the eggs of the extinct great auk, one of which was sold in 1905 for $2,000. A gallon of good quality milk con tains twenty ounces of nutritious and digestible dry matter. The simplest form of divorce in the world is that* practiced by the Piute tribe of Indians in Nevada. All that a "buck” or a "squaw" has to do when either wants a separation is to tender to the other party the sum of $35. That is all that Is necessary as evidence of dissatisfaction, and the tender is rarely refused. Why the offer is exactly that amount can not be learned. It is one of the unexplained and unwritten laws of the tribe. The death has just occurred at Red ding. Cal., of a man named John Broad hurst, who lived for two months with out a stomach and never knew it was missing. Broadhurst, who was arf en gine driver, was taken to the hospital suffering from a malignant growth. Througlt an operation Isis stomach was removed, and, not to discourage the pa tient, the surgeons did not inform him of the nature of the operation. Signor Crotta, the station master at Sicignano, near Naples, speculated one franc at a weekly lottery, and now finds himself in consequence the lucky win ner of SIOO,OOO. On learning the good tidings Crotta’s first task was to tele graph to the directorate of the state railways bls resignation. He is a mar ried man, and has a daughter who l.s a local schoolmistress Crotta is also setting apart a sum for masses on be half of his dead aunt, whose ghost, he avows, appeared to him in the early hours one Sunday morning, bidding him gamble on four numbers which she re vealed to him. all of which eventually proved lucky ones. CASTOR IA For Infant! and Children. The Kind You Havi Always Bought Bears th» XJr / Bigaature oi Velvet and Lace—Carried out in old-rose velvet and lace over a linon and satin foundation. This makes a most attractive demi-toilet. thing;" if he demands your love and makes no offer of marriage in return, he is not trustworthy. I can not suggest that you break the engagement since none exists, but I do suggest that you put him out of your heart and mind. YOUR COUSIN IS WRONG. Dear Miss Fairfax: I am infatuated with a young lady. One evening I invited her to go to a place of amusement with me and she refused. I decided to go alone, and when I arrived she was there with another gentleman. I think she loves me very much. In fact. I know she does, as a cousin of mine who lives next door to her told me so. But every time I ask her to go out with me she refuses, and if any other fellow gsks her she goes with him. GERALD M. Your good sense should tell you your cousin is no authority. The girl does not care for you! Begin your siege to her heart with that in mind. If she continues to refuse your at tentions withdraw them for a while. That may awaken her interest in you. AND THEN, WHAT? Dear Miss Fairfax: I am a young man of 19 and deep ly in love with a young lady who is six years my senior. When wt are together she seems very affec • tionate, but 1 have reasons to be lieve she cares for others. When I question her she seems grieved and denies the charge. We also differ in religious matters. I am afraid if I give in now I will always have to. K. E. L. You do not believe her word, and happiness is never founded on a doubt. You are afraid “if you give in now you will always have to." If you loved her as a man should love a woman, such a fear would never enter your mind. The man who "gives in” to his wife is the man who, nine times out of ten, saves money, prospers, achieves ambition and gets somewhere. You are not in love; you think you are. But there is a difference. TOO YOUNG TO KNOW. Dear Miss Fairfax: Don’t you think a girl of sev enteen, with a knowledge of good sense, is quite old enough to re ceive the attentions of young gen tlemen? GERALDINE. Many girls have been wooed and won at seventeen, and life-long happi ness resulted. But many, many more have made the tragic discovery that their judgment at seventeen was not as mature as they believed Geraldine is very young—too young to act against the advice of her pa rents. Her wisdom may be beyond dis pute, but the experience of her parents is of greater worth. For all Geraldine's years of seventeen, 1 would abbreviate the wisdom of the ages to two words; "Go slow. Worthy of Emulation By Beatrice Fairfax WE are told from childhood up that we must learn from our elders. Heaven help us if we confine our les sons in life to instructions from those tvhose years are more, for we will miss the more valuable teachings of child hood. Notice the little children in their play. One has a doll’s go-cart; if it has three wheels or four makes no dif ference to the happiness of the owner. Another has a battered doll, another the remnants of a china toy tea set, and another drags a discarded starch box, which is to be the banquet table. They do not throw these precious be- Ipngings away and stare sourly and enviously at a child who has been fa vored with more. The knowledge that the child in the next yard has a new doll that cries and winks, a real little table and chairs, and a complete set of dishes, makes their joy none the less. They “play like” their crippled doll has its full complement of arms and legs. If a cup must serve also as a cream pitcher their powers of imagina tion see the cream pitcher on the table. Given powers of imagery a poet may well envy, they behold with the eye of 4te mind all that their little hearts de sire snd are happy. A Valuable Lesson. They "play like” the kitchen aprons they drape around their waists are long velvet trains; they "play like” the crackers they serve on their broken dishes are ice cream and cake, and they “play like” everything broken and old is whole and new. and their ability to "play like” this from morning to night has a lesson more valuable than we could learn from the oldest.and wisest seer. We must learn from childhood to cover defects with the beauties of imagination. We must learn when compelled to wear a suit a season too long to “play like” it is new; we must “play iik?” everything old and worn and sordid is beautiful and just what we like. We must be children again, and find the power of happiness lies not in material possessions but in the possession of an optimistic imagination. There is no other way to be happy. The wisg man, with his brow plowed deep with many years of thinking and his volumes of reading weighty and numerous, can turn to no page, can Id J yff \ -1 liP-i if Im I '' BliM i® rH/i \ Perfectly Safe To Wash Fine Dress Goods. Saleswoman to Customer— “ Yes ma’am, this batiste !» much the prettier and finer of the two. But if I were you, I would take the percale—it’s heavier and will stand the boiling and rubbing of the ‘wash’ better.” Anty Drudge— “ Look here, young lady, where have you been these past 15 years? Don’t you know that with Fels-Naptha, there is no such thing as ‘boiling and rubbing of the wash* —to wear fine fabrics to shreds? You take that batiste. It’ll wear longer washed with Fels-Naptha the Fels-Naptha way than the heavy percale will washed the old-fashioned way,” You’ve heard a woman say: “This waist has worn terribly. I’ve only washed it a couple of times and it’s falling to pieces.” Clothes cost too much nowadays to be worn out in the wash, —to be boiled and scalded until the life is gone out of the fabric —and then rubbed to shreds on the wash board. You must use the soap that preserves the fabrics —Fels-Naptha. Use it the Fels-Naptha way —in cool or lukewarm water, with no hard rubbing. You’ll get through the day’s wash in one half the time and with much less effort. And your clothes will look whiter and fresher than you ever saw them before. Follow the directions on the red and green wrapper. Use any time of year. > Point to no experience, that teaehe, th lesson of happiness more pi ain , v ’' he the child playing with a cloth, dressed up as a doll, $ pln The child “plays like.” p j. 1 philosopher. If you wouM ’ you must not let the years roh ’ of that spirit of philosophy, which ?" ’ your divine heritage when vo’ : into this world. cams You must “plav like" vour mo , , possessions are all that y OU Pr a . You must not gaze sourly at th?’” 1 or woman who has more hut „ ■ turn an optimistic imaginatinn ' 1 what is yours. n on Be Like Them. I 7 0U must “Play like.” vn nr dh , n pointments are gratifications vn „ m P ‘ : ,lke " sears and scratch X . defacements of possessions more n". . Clous than toy sets and dolls dn r , . exist, and all that is given ln ™ hands is perfect and complete ' UI If you are wealthy, or If VOl , ( poor; if you have little or If vn„ nothing, you will not be happy if vo „ let the years roh you of this childhood power of imagery. Nothing Is Ju , t „ . we want it. but we can make It ls , we “play like” it is. It is all the philosophy of the ag», condensed Into two little words, amoiw the first words that childish lips > ? arn to utter: “Play like.” THE BARGAIN SALE. Many months had passed ? i ncp first i he met the sweet, sweet girl He loved ■ her dearly, but he was woefully shy , and his suit made but slow progress , Finally it was the lady who decided to improve the shining hour and add a . trifle to the pace of the proceedings. To ' make up her mind was to act, and the very next limp the young man called she pointed to the rose that adorned ! his buttonhole. ”I’ll give you a kiss for that rose.’’ > she blurted out. A crimson, guilty flush overspread ’ the young man’s face, like the light if ; the setting sun. There was, however. ■ no hesitation on his part, and he ■ clinched the bargain in good old style. I Then he grabbed his cap and proceeded i to rush from the room in double-quick time. “And where are you going?" she ask. I ed, in great surprise. "Oh," he answered, tremulously ’l’m just off, to the florist’s, to buy up his stock of roses!”