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THE ftffiOR.GIAN’S MAGAZINE PAGi;
Only J?' Anna Katherine Green
J Thrill \ig Mystery Sts\: of Modern Times
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(Copyright, 1911, St et * Smith.)
(Copyright, 1911, by D; Id, Mead & Co.)
TODAY’S INSTALLMENT.
It had been settled by the prospective
aviator that they were to watch for the
ascent from the mouth 4 the grassy road
leading in to the ha .fear. The three
cere to meet there at a quarter to 8 and
await the stroke and the air ,car’s rise.
’l'hat time was near, and Mr, Chailoner,
catching a glimpse of Oswald's pallid and
unnaturally drawn features, as he set
down the lantern hr carried, shuddered
with foreboding and wished the hour
passed.
Doris' watchful glance never left the
face whose lightest change was ipore to
her than all Orlasdo's hopes. But the
result upon her wys not to weaken her
resolution, but to strengthen It. What-,
ever the outcome of the next few min
utes. she must stand ready to sustain
her invalid through it. ’i'hat the dark
ness of early evening hail deepened to
oppression was unnoticed for the moment.
The fears of an hour past had been for
gotten. Their at ention was too absorbed
in what was g« ig on before them for
even a glance o' rhead.
(Suddenly Mr. < nalloner spoke.
“Who is the i an whom Mr. Brother
son has asked t< go up with him?
It was Oswald who answered.
“He has never told mo. * He has
'kept his own ounsol about that as
about everythin; else connected with
this matter. He imply told me that I was
nnt to bother about him any more; that
he had found the assistant wanted.’
“Such reticenc’ 1 seems unpardonable.
Tou have displa ed great patience. Os-i’
w aid/’
“Becat e I understand orlardo. He
reads men’s natures like a book. The man,
he trust!-, w’e may trust Tomorrow htl
will speak open 1 5 enough. All cause lot/
reticence will be gone."
“You have confidence then in the su
cess of this undertaking?”
•‘lf I hadn't I should not be here. |
could hardly bear to witness his
even in a secret est lil t this. I sb.ooldi
find it too hard to fare him afterwards.’ /
“I don't understand.”'
“Orlando has great pride. if this en
terprise fails 1 ran not answer for him.
He would he caoah'e of anything. Wbj.
Doris! what is t i<* maiti r. child? I
never saw you look like that before.”
She had been dow i ■ u tor ' 7 e* i
latirg the lantern, and th#* sudden flii'-e.
shooting up. had s .own him her ♦.■ r«
turned up toward hi in an approheiv un
which verged on ho ror.
“Do I look frightered?” she asked, re
membering herself aid lightlj rising. “I
believe that I am a ittie frightened. If
if anything should g ■ wrong! If an ac
cident —” But here s! e remembered her
self again and quicklj changed her tone.
“But your confidence sha|l be mine 1 will
believe in his good angel nr—or in his
’•elf command and great resolution. I'll
not be frightened an\ more.”
But Oswald did not Hem satisfied. He
continued to look at her in vague con
cern.
He hardly knew whar. to make of the
intense feeling she had manifested. Had
Orlando touched her girlish heart? Had
this cold-blooded nature, with Its steel
like brilliancy and honorable but stern
' iews of life, moved this warm and sym
imthetic soul to more than admiration?
The thought disturbed him so he forgot
the nearness of the moment they were
all awaiting till a quick rasping sound
from tiie hangar, folluwe 1 b\ the sudden
appearance of an ever-w icDning band of
light about Its upper rim. drew his atten
tion and awakened all to a breath
less expectation.
The lid was rising Now it was half
way up. and now. for the first time, it
was lifted to its full height ami stood
a broad oval disc again&t the background
of the forest. The effect was strange The
hangar hud been made brilliant by many
lamps, and their united glare pouring from
its top and illuminating not only the
surrounding tree tops but the broad face
of this uplifted disc, rous <1 in the awed
> ue.r.ia*.or a thrill . nch as in mythological
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t< might have greeted the sudden sight
o tilcan's smithy blazing on
h But the clang of iron on iron
w 1 d have attended the flash and gleam
•• hose unexpected fires, and here all
w still save for that steadx throb
n er heard in Olympus or the halls of
V bulla, the pant of the motor eager for
fl |ht in the upper air
|.s they listened in a trance of burn
ii I hope which obliterated all else, this
and all others near and distant was
sßdenly lost in a loud clatter of wrlth
iti'i and twisting !>• ughs which set the
t<n|esi in a roar ami seemed to heave the
air about them.
.A wind bad swooped down from the
eli.-T. bending everything before it and rat
huge oval on which their eyes
v tixed as though it would tear it
from its hinges.
he three caught at each other's hands
in dismay. The storm had come just on
the verge of the enterprise, and no one
might guess the result.
• “iVill he dare? Will he dare?” whis
pered Doris, and Oswald answered, though
11 seemed next to impossible that he could
l have hoard her:
Ole will cure. But will he survive it?
\D. (.’haHoiier.” ho suddenly shouted in
that gentleman’s ear, “what time is it
now ?”
I Mr. Challoner. disengaging himself from
their mutual grasp, knelt down by the
: Jfcnttrn to «• .suit his watch
« l| 'me minute jo 8.” he shouted back
i 1 ihe forest was now a pandemonium.
< |«rea* boughs, split from their parent
Iprimlc . fell crashing to the ground in all
Jdirections. The .cream of the wind
|rous echoc- v bich relented themselves,
•iu re there and No rain had
*tT;: !!’■!>. yot. ’>ut die s‘ght of the clouds skur
!.r\iug pell-mell through the glare thrown
l| up ft om the sl ed created such havoc in
J the already overstrained minds of the
! tb.ree onlookers that they hardly heeded,
when with a clatter and -crash which at
I another time would startled them
I into flight, the swaying oval before them
| wl irhd from its hinges and thrown
, back aga b. t tly trees already bending
under the onslaught of rhe tempest. De
struction seemed the natural accompani
ment of the moment, and the only prayei
which sprang so Oswald’s lips was that
the motor whose throb yet lingered in
their blood thotigl no longoy taken in bx
the ••ar, would cither refuse t< work or
prove insufficient to lift the heavy car into
ii.is seething tumult of warring forces.
His brother's life hung in the balance
. j’gain t his fame, ami he could not but
, choose life for him. Yet. as the multi
tudinous rounds about him yielded for a
moment to that biother's shout, and h<»
[ knew ifai the moment had come which
- would soon setle all, he found himsejf
staring at the elliptical edge of the han
gar with an anticipation which held in
it as much terror as joy. for the end of
I a great hope or the begir < .f a great
1 mi ph was compressed into this trem-
I bling instant, and if—
Great God! he sees it! They all see
it! Plainly against that portion of the
disc which still lifted itself above the
further wall, a curious moving mass ap
pears. lengthens, takes on shape, then
shoots suddenly aloft, clearing the en
-1 circling tops of the bending, twisting and
1 tormented trees, straight into the heart of
the gale, where, for one breathless mo
-1 ment. it whirls madly about like a thing
■ distraught, then in slow but triumphant
> obedience to the master hand that guides
. it. steadies and mounts majestically up
ward until it is lost to their view in
the depths of impenetrable darkness.
1 Orlando Brotherson lias accomplished
i his cherished task. He has invented
f a mechanism which can semi an air
car straight up from its mooring place.
As the three watchers realize this. Os
wald utters a cry of triumph, and Doris
throws herself into Mi - . Chailoner’s arms.
Then they all stand transfixed again,
waiting for a descent which may never
t come.
I But bark! a new sound, mingling its
I clatter with all the others, it is the rain.
Quick, maddening, drenching, it comes;
3 enveloping them in wet in a moment.
| Can they hold their faces up against it?
j And the wind! Surely it must toss that
. 1 aerial messenger before it and fling it
‘ back to earth, a broken and despised toy
"(>rlando?” went up in a shriek. “Oir
I lando?”
I j Oh. for a rax of light in those far-off
heavens! Por a lull in the tremendous
- sounds shivering the heavens and shaking
the earth! But the tempest rages on. and
thej can only wait, five minutes, ten min
utes, looking, hoping, fearing, without
thought of self and almost without
I thought of each other, till suddenlx as it
had come, the ram ceases and the wind,
with one final wail of rago and defeat.
I rushes away into the west, leaving behino
it a sud<ien silence which, to their terrified
hearts, seems almost more dreadful to
bear than the accumulated noises of the
moment just gone.
I To Be Continued in Next Dsue
“To Keep Your Beauty You Must Cultivate
Harmony,” Says Miss Irene Timmons
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MISS IRENE TIMM! NS. LEADING WOMAN WITH THE PROSPECT
THEATER STOCK COMPANY.
By Margaret Hubbard Ayer.
WOULD i p ir.i pub:.- of enduring
! tin- strain of my work if 1 wete
not in complete harmony with
my surroundings ami with the res’, of
the companv
That is wnat Miss I me Timmons,
the leading woman and most popular
member et the Prospect theater, said to
me the other day when we were dis
cussing' the eternal Question of good
looks and good health and how a wom
an can retain them amidst the arduous
life of “stock" work.
Miss Timmons is slight and almost
frail looking. There is something quite
childlike in her manner and only a pair
of keen and immensely clear eyes sug
gest the lat< nt possibilities of this
actress who looks like an ingenue ami
plays rhe heroines in “Kreutzer So
nata," "The Girl of the Golden West”
and the Mother in the "Witching Hout"
with equal success.
"No woman can really accomplish
Do You Know—
Light moves at the rate of 209.000
aiiles a second.
I’sed fir si. for tin purpose of raising
water. the treadmill is the Invention us
the Chinese.
Out of 56,799,994 acres, the total area
of Great Britain, only 9,000.000 are un
used for agricultural purposes.
An adult man weighs on an average
140 pounds 6 ounces, and out of this his
bones, number 240. weigh about 14
pounds.
Kinger marks on paint may be re
moved by application of flannel on
which a little paraffin oil has been
placed,
Violet perfuna may be made at home
by placing half ; n uune*' of choppea
orris root in one <• iwt of spirits yf
wine, (oikir.g the hot ;’e tightly, and
I leaving it so: a week.
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J world depict* a baiu’s »••••< iiat alie--
j iiiihly smih ' and ■••d* 'i .t’s on the
crowd lint throngs ihoidway. X w
York. ThP >;:dh :s -onie twelve ir. i
wide when it re ic i< s its tu’ie-t dev< I- i
opment. and each individ tai tear is t\ o
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I itself L 85 feet high by 1 wide ’
j and contains a total of 9,010 s iuar< |
' feet of space. Th* child’s bead i> 4,1
I feet high. The sign weighs 80 tons
and contains 4,050 do-tile lights.
A pa’.naclc-covered battle I ..s just
been pick (1 up by a trau'er's net off |
Aberystwyth. T. •• bottle < onLained a
message written by Harvey Akken. of'
Rocklin, Cnl.. diet h« was on board
Lie steamshin I'llll »r« Joi 'm on lino,
on April 5. ’9ll, w -a 9‘in milt fro 11
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lit u.ilj, b | < k<d up b '■ • >915 insiri
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pell to b- 1
her best work or exp 1 ss Iter individu
ality unless she is in harmony with
those about Iter." sai.’ .Miss Timmons.
"Os course, she can t be beautiful >f
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Cottolene contains no hog fat, but is a pure, vegetable product—made from choicest ■ I
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Cottolene is healthful; Cottolene will produce the best results in
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Why not give Cottolene a trial, and serve your own best interests?
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.Georgia —<4
she lives in a constant state of discord,
for there is nothing that wastes
strength, vitality and so destroys youth
and good looks as discord, while har
mony develops beauty.
"We work very hard here—every one
in ‘stock' has to. A new play every
week, with rehearsals every tnorning,
two performances almost every' day,
and always costumes to get. Oh, if it
weren’t for the dressmaker! I have
her with me almost all the time.” sighed
the young actress, “but 1 am very
strong naturally and then I adore my
work and my audience, and I think they'
are fond of me.
"The leading lady in a stock com
pany gels a g’-eat deal of admiration
and that helps one, doesn’t it? But 1
don't believe in living on admiration,
as so many do: it’s rather exhausting
never to have a moment to yon-self.”
And .Miss Timmons told mo some
stories of the adoration of her matinee
gtris and matrons which would have
turned a more practical little head than
hers—stories of bouquets and anony
mous presents and a little band of de
votees who follow her about and won't
even lei their favorite actress sjlop in
pea ce.
But we wore wandering from our
subject, and Mr. Frank Gersten. her
manager, was evidently anxious for me
not to waste lime, so we got back to the
question of beauty.
The Main Thing.
"Let me se“.” mused .VISs- Timmons,
"simple food, plenty of sleep, if you can
get it. and don't have any long new
pa'ts to lea-n! But the main thing is
harmony. If you are worried, fearful
or unhappy, all the beauty preparations
in. the world won’t do you any good,
and many of us live in a state of men
tal auxi ty brought on by our own
thoughts or the eiitical and unkind
thoughts of others.
“I’m glad to say that the'e Is such a
lovely spirit of kindliness in this com
pany, from the stag, manager down?
Even adverse criticism is tendered in a
friendly, sympathetic way, and that
spirit saves us all trriiold worry and
unhappiness.
"(let into harmony' with your sur
roundings, is my advice, and get to a
better understanding of yourself.
“AVOID CRITICISM.
‘’CULT IV AT E HAR.M OX V.
"Those are the things that have
helped me. and that still help me retain
my strength and vitality even in the
hardest kind of wot k. I hope they may
point the way to others who wish to de
the same.”
Daysey Mayme and Her Fofe
Rv Frances L. Garside j|es
FABLES OF MARRIED LIFE.
(Being a few selection? from "Fables
of Married Life,” compiled by Daysey
Mayme Appleton when in a cynical
mood, and which fables will shortly
appear in book form to be worked off
on discontented spins.)
THERE once lived a girl who was
Big and Brave and Strong. She
was never afraid of the Deepest
Woods, and was so biave she has been
known to try to Tell a Joke to a Deaf
Person.
But she mairied. and now her hus
band Never Leaves the house after 7
p. in. ".My wife," he says, “is Afraid to
be left alone.”
Moral: There are all ways for Har
nessing a. Man. This woman has to live
a Falsehobd to keep her husband home
Nights.
Once I’pon a Time a woman was left
a widow with Three small children, and
Not a Cent of Money. She had to For-
Avoid Impure Milk
iQt Inf&nts and Invalids 1
Get
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Invigorates nursing mothers and the aged. A quick lunch prepared in a >
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get the Dead so Soon in caring C.
living that on the way B ick flgrW
Cemetery she remembered tbsiMot
band was buried in his best J
and Refused to be. Consolej
would have done so. nicely
over for the children! ■
Moral: It Is called the ’
grief.” because so few men leav
widows rich enough to af'ard it, ~
1 ince Upon a Time a Girl'' '-bo"
Good Position and a Big k?* M*
No One but herself to Sptf'gle 1
.Min t led. And, tkh’s me. the ghtr
mat rled turned out tp be a Tig?.
She never Complained j,<) IfeeJ,.
being Proud and Reserved just, ffl
heroines in the books. But ft wtj
ticed that whenever she saw a J
with a Very Short Ropt. wttr-
Grass Eaten off as far as it could
she Sat down Qy the Roadside
Shed a Silent Tear of Sympathy,
she Arose, and Lengthened the
.Moral: Let the girl who ha,- tl
limited Range of Independetn'e.al
portutiity Find it Fot IL-i -eif
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