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THE GEOBOtIAW’S MAGAZWE PAGE “Initials Only” "St By Anna Katherine Green A Thrilling Mystery Story of Modern Times (Copyright, 1511. Street ,y Smith.) (Copyright, 1911, by Dodd, Mead & Co.) TODAY’S INSTALLMENT. It had been settled by the prospective aviator that they were to watch for the ascent from the mouth of the grassy road leading in to the hangar. The three were to meet there at a quarter to 8 and await the stroke and the air cars rise. That time was near, and Mr. Challoner, catching a glimpse of Oswald’s pallid and unnaturally drawn features, as he set down the lantern he carried, shuddered with foreboding and wished the hour passed. Doris’ watchful glance never left the face whose lightest change was more to her than all Orlando’s hopes. But the result upon her was 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. That the dark ness of early evening had deepened to oppression was unnoticed for the moment. The fears of an hour past had been for gotten. Their attention was too absorbed in' what was going on before them for even a glance overhead. Suddenly Mr. Challoner spoke. “Who is the man whom Mr. Brother gon has asked to gu up with him?” Tt was Oswald who answered. “He has never told me. He has kept his own counsel about that as about everything else connected with this matter. He simply told me that I was not to bother about him any more; that he had found the assistant *ie wanted.’ “Such reticence seems unpardonable. You have displayed great patience. Os wald.” “Because I understand Orlando. He roads men’s natures like a book. The man h° trusts, we may trust. Tomorrow' he will speak open!.', enough. All cause for reticence will be gone.” “You have confidence then in the suc cess of this undertaking'’' “If I hadn’t 1 should not be here. 1 could hardly bear to witness Ids failure, even in a secret test like this. I should find it too hard to face him afterwards.' “I don’t understand.” “Orlando has great pr'de. Ts this en terprise fails I can not answer for him. He would be capable of anything. Why, Doris! what is the* matter, child? 1 never saw you look like that before. S.;e had been down on iier knees regu lating the lantern, and the sudden flame, shooting up. had shown him her face turned up toward his in an apprehension which verged on horror. “Do I look frightened?” she asked, re membering herself and lightly rising. “1 believe that 1 am a little frightened. If —if anything should go wrong! If an ac cident —” But here she remembered her self again and quickly changed her tone. “But your confidence shall be mine. I will believe in his good angel or—or in his self command and great resolution. I’ll not be frightened any more.” But Oswald did not seem satisfied. He ?ontinued to look at her in vague con cern. He hardly knew what to make of the intense feeling she had manifested. Had Orlando touched her girlish heart? Had this pold-blooded nature, with its steel like brilliancy and honorable but stern views of lisp. moved this warm and sym pathetic soul to more than admiration? The thought disturbed him so he forgot the nearness of the moment they were ill awaiting till a quick rasping sound from the hangar, followed by the sudden appearance of an ever-widening band of ight about its upper rim. drew his atten tion and awakened them all to a breath ess expectation. The lid was rising. Now it was half way up. and now, for the first time, it was lilted to Its full height and stood i broad oval disc against the background of the forest. The effect was strange. The hangar had been made brilliant by many lamps, and their united glare pouring from : ‘s top and illuminating not only the surrounding tree tops but the broad face of this uplifted disc, roused in the awed spectator a thrill such as in mythological C ASTOR IA For Infants and Children. The Kind You Have Always Bought sXtureL I Eagle-Thistle I I soda I Best for biscuit —and all cooking. Pure. Fresh, 'll ■ Economical. Guaranteed. 16 full ounces to the ■ ■ pound—and costs no more. Sanitary package. THE MATHIKSON ALKALI WORKS, Saltville. Va. Kg M I enclose the tops cut from 6 Eagle-Thistle packages, also Money Order for stamps! M for 58c. Please send me. all chargti prepaid, one set •S' Kogers’ Guaranteed Genu- ffia ine Silver Plated Teaspoons. These spoons bear no advertising, and their retail value ■ is $2 per doz. I Misa(er)Mrs I O _..... I_-L1 County , State , ~ times might have greeted the sudden sight of Vulcan’s smithy blazing on Olympian hills. But the clang of iron wn iron would have attended the flash and gleam of those unexpected fires, and here al) was still save for that steady throb never heard in Olympus or the halls of Valhalla, the pant of the motor eager for flight tn the upper air. As they listened in a trance of burn ing hope which obliterated all else, this noise and all others near and distant was I suddenly lost in a loud clatter of writh ing and twisting boughs which set the forest in a roar and seemed to heave the air about them. A wind had swooped down from the east, bending everything before it and rat -1 Hing the huge oval on which their eyes were fixed as though it would tear it from Its hinges. i he three caught at each other’s hands in dismay. The storm had come just on 1 I the verge of the enterprise, and no one I might guess the result. 1 W ill he dare? Will he dare?” whis pered Doris, and Oswald answered, though it seemed next to impossible that he could 1 have heard her: He will dare. But will he survive it? Mr. Challoner.” he suddenly shouted in that gentleman s ear, “what time is it now?” Mr. Challoner, disengaging himself from their mutual grasp, knelt down by the > lantern to consult his watch. “One minute to 8." he shouted back. i Ihe forest was now a pandemonium. > Great boughs, split from their parent trunks, fell crashing to the ground in all directions. The scream of the wind roused echoes which repeated themselves, here, (here and everywhere. No rain had fallen yet. but the sight of the clouds skur- ‘ rying pell-mell through the glare thrown i up from the shed created such havoc in the already overstrained minds of the three onlookers that they hardly heeded, w!/en with a clatter and crash which at another time would have startled them into flight, the swaying oval before them I was whirled from its hinges and thrown back against the trees already bending I under the onslaught of the tempest. De struction seemed the natural accompani ment of the moment, and the only prayer ■ which sprang to Oswald’s lips was that the motor whose throb yet lingered in , their blood though no longer taken *in by I the ear, would either refuse to work or prove insufficient to lift the heavy car into this seething tumult of warring forces. His brother's life hung in the balance . against his fame, and he could not but j choose life for him. Yet, as the multi tudinous sounds about him yielded for a moment to that brother’s shout, and he I knew that the moment had come which f would soon setle all. he found himself 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 beginning of a great ■ triumph was compressed into this trem- I bling instant, and if— Great God! he sees it! They all see 5 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 ' circling tops of the bending, twisting and 1 tormented trees, straight into the heart of the gale, where, for one breathless mo ment. it whirls madly about like a thing distraught, then in slow but triumphant > obedience to the master hand that guides t it. steadies and mounts majestically up s ward until it is lost to their view in the depths of impenetrable darkness. I Orlando Brotherson has accomplished i his cherished task. He has invented a mechanism which can send 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 Mr. Chailoner’s arras. Then they all stand transfixed again, waiting for a descent which may never t come. ; But hark! a new sound, mingling its j clatter with all the others. It is the rain. Quick, maddening, drenching, it comes; enveloping them in wet in a moment, i'an they hold their faces up against it” ! ' And the wind! Surely it must toss that , aerial messenger before it and fling it back to earth, a broken and despised toy. “Orlando?” went up in a shriek. “Or l lando?” 1 Oh. for a ray of light in those far-off heavens! 1 ,, 0r a lull in the tremendous ■ sounds shivering the heavens and shaking the earth! But the tempest rages on. and they can only wait, five minutes, ten min utes, looking, hoping, fearing, without I tnought of self and almost without 1 thougb.t of each other, till suddenly as it I Bad come, the rain ceases and the wind, I with one final wail of rage and defeat, rushes away into the west, leaving behind I it a sudden silence which, to their terrified ; hearts, seems almost more dreadful to i bear than the accumulated noises of the moment just gone. To Be Continued in Next Issue. “To Keep Your Beauty You Must Cultivate Harmony,” Says Miss Irene Timmons —I . / / y' ' iY —'Er'Ar't I % Jkß' I pur. I i A R .A "A ‘A / • MISS IRENE TIMMONS. LEADING WOMAN WITH THE PROSPECT THEATER STOCK COMPANY, By Margaret Hubbard Ayer. (jTWOI’LI) be incapable of enduring I the strain of my work if I were not in complete harmony with my surroundings and with the rest of the company—” That is w’nat Miss Irene Timmons, the leading woman and most popular member of 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 manne and only a pal. of keen and immensely clear eyes sug gest the latent possibilities of this actress who looks like an ingenue and plays the heroines in “Kreutzer So nata,” "The Girl of the Golden West" and the Mother in the "Witching Hour" with equal success. "No woman can really accomplish Do You Know- Light moves at the rate of 200,000 miles a second. Used first for the purpose of raising water, the treadmill is the invention of 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. Finger marks on paint may be ie moved by application of flannel on which a little paraflin oil has been placed. Violet perfume may be mad. at home by placing half an ounce of chopped orris root in one ounce of spirits pf wine, corking the bottle tightly, ami leaving it for a « eek Formerly used to denot. the length |of the sermon, an hour-glass, dating back to 1380 A. !>., is still fixed to tin pulpit of the parish church in South Ockendon. Essex The largest -ingle electric sign in th. world depicts a baby's fact* that alter nately smiles and shed- tears on the crowd that throngs Broadway. N‘« York. The smile is some twelv. feet wide when it reaches its fullest devel opment, and each individual tear ip two ; feet long by ten Inches wide. The sign | itself is 85 feet high by 106 feet wide land contains a total of 9,010 sjuar. I feet of space. The child's head is 40 feet high. The sign Weighs 80 ions and contains 4,050 electric lights. A barnacle-covered bottle ha- just been picked up bj a trawler's net off Aberystwyth. The bottle contaMud a message written by Harvey Akken. of Rocklin, f'al., when he was on board the steamship Fenmorc. Johnston lint on April 5. 1911, when 900 mil. - Iro n Constantinople. The message stated. "Whoever picks this up please notify me at >nce, for I have a l>< t of SSOO that it will be picked up befoi. 1915 Insidt of Elbe and Brest." A reu .rd of s)■ y was promised tlje tinder, should It hap i.en to be a ladv her best work or express her individu ality unless she is in harmony with those about her.” said Miss Timmons. “Os course, she can't be beautiful if COTTOL’ENEs Means Cleanliness & Economy fl y You can cut your butter bills in two if you will * V confine the use of butter to your table, and use Cottolene — o which is just as good as butter for shortening, and better | F for frying—in cooking. I | Cottolene costs no more than lard. It will go one-third farther | I than butter or lard, because it is richer. I Cottolene contains no hog fat, but is a pure, vegetable product—made from choicest | | cotton oil. It is pure and clean, in source and making, is sold only in air-tight tin pails, w which protect it from dirt, dust and store odors. H B Cottolene is healthful; Cottolene will produce the best results in f cooking; Cottolene is more economical than butter or lard. I ft Why not give Cottolene a trial, and serve your own best interests? \ J W r I- n ■ - CREAM MUFFINS—— j '<■ W * r y Ous Recipe; gj®* 1 pint sifted flour 2 eggs I \ // A % cup % cup milk I ■ if 7 2 tablespoons baking powder fl I ' ' < */2 teaspoon salt if fl MfZZKI W 7 Made only by “.VS Thl IF VH Zl/ZWfi ■( "V UmSR. yolks of the eggs lightly, add M H % \Z/ THE wlr milk and stir quickly into the WijfsL* w/ XT i- rainnaanr X. ) flour, then stir in the softened F?W I K* I' AIK I?A i »Ik ’ Cottolene and lastly the egg uhfcLL rE- / urnLIVAIVV I / whites well beaten. Fill a WluWSWal V , < .*. , ' '" I vLHVII 2UX 1 / greased muffin pan two-thirds j —lw’ zM 1 ■ I ? I j | full and bake 15 minutes in I j 1 ~~ il J a very hot oven. / I J I s' I ff P. ; / J t !■. jl| Use butter J Use Cottolene on your in the table kitchen ' /i //ffl she lives in a constant state of discoid, 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 morning, two performances almost every day, and always costumes to get. Oh. if it we'en’t for the dressmaker'. I have her with ine almost all the time," sighed the young actress, “but I am very strong naturally and then I adore my work and my audience, and I think they arp fond of me. "The leading lady in a stock com pany gets a great 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 yourself.” 'And Miss Timmons told me some stories of the tidoration of her matinee gilts and matrons which would have turned a impe 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 let their favorite actress shop in peace. But we were wandering from out subject, and Mr. Frank (lersten. her manager, was evident!}- anxious for me not to waste time, so we got back to the question of beauty. The Main Thing. "I.et me seo.” mused Miss Timmons, /’simple food, plenty of sleep, if you can get it. and don't have any long new pa: is to learn! But the main thing is harmony. If you are worried, fearful or unhappy, all the b< snty preparations in .the world won’t do you any good, and many of us live in a state of men tal anxiety brought on by our own thoughts or the critical and unkind thoughts of others. “I'm glad to say that there Is such a lovely spirit of kindliness in this com pany. from the stage manager down. Even adverse criticism is.tendered in a friendly, sympathetic way, and that spirit saves us all untold worry and unhappiness. "Get into harmony with your sur roundings, is my advice, and get to a better understanding of yourself. “AVOID CRITICISM. “< ULTIMATE HARMONY. “Those are the things that have helped me. and that still help me retain my strength and vitality even in the hardest kind of work. I hope they may point the way to others who wish to do the same.’’ Daysey Mayme and Her Folks By Frances L. Garside FABLES OF MARRIED LIFE. (Being a few selections from "Fables of Married Life." compiled by Daysey Mayme Appleton when in a cynical mood, atid which fables will shortly appear in bool, 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 brave she has been known to try to Tell a Joke to a Deaf Person. But she married, and now her hus band Never Leaves the house after 7 p. m. "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 Falsehood to keep her husband home Nights. Once Upon 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 for Infants and Invalids Get HORLICK’S It means the Original and Genuine MALTED MILK Jmitalictd' The Food-Drink for all Ages. Rich milk, malted grain, in powder form. More healthful than tea or coffee. For infants, invalids and growing children. Agrees with the weakest digestion. Pure nutrition, upbuilding the whole body. Keep it on your sideboard at home. Invigorates nursing mothers and the aged. A quick lunch prepared in a minute. gKT Take no substitute. Ask for HORLICK’S. HORLICK 9 S Contains Pure Milk get the Dead so Soon in caring for the living'that on the way Back from the (.'emetery she remembered that her hus band was buried in his best trouseis and Refused to be Consoled. They W'otlld have done so nicely in making over for the children! Moral: It is called the “luxury of grief,” because so few men leave their widows rich enough to afford it. Once Upon a Time a Girl, who had a Good Position and a Big Salary, and No One but herself to Spend it on. Married. And. ah's me. the man she married turned out to be a Tight Wad. She never Complained to her friends, being Proud and Reserved just like the heroines in the books. But it was No ticed that whenever she saw a (’alf tied with a Very Short Rope, with the Grass Eaten off as far as it could Reach she Sat down by the Roadside, and Shed a Silent Tear of Sympathy. Then she Arose, and Lengthened the Rope. Moral: Let the girl who has the Un limited Range of Independence and Op portunity Find it For Herself