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THE QEOWHAM’S MAGAZIHE PAGE Daysey Mayme and Her Folks By FRANCES L. GARSIDE. THE PERFIDY OF FRIENDS. Daysey mayme appleton has a Most Intimate Friend. Os course, she had many friends, but she had only one Most Intimate Friend. Ever}- girl who is a real girl has one Most Intimate Friend. It is the girl to whom she confides her Fondest Hopes ;,nd Secret Ambitions. Others may think her commonplace and uninter esting, but the Most Intimate Friend : nows that she has Ideals, and that she planning to some day become Fa mous. The Most Intimate Friend is the one .ho shares pillow secrets, a'*route by vhlch all the family skeletons reach :,;e world at large. Daysey Mayme Appleton trusted her Most Intimate Friend with her Dearest S-cret. The Most Intimate Friend told it, and ughed behind Daysey Mayme’s back! That night Daysey Mayme discoursed i Friendship to her family. ■‘There is no one in this world,” she aid, bitterly, "whom one can trust, livery one is false. Every one is a traitor. Every one is a Judas at heart. I never intend to have another friend - iong as I live. Never again will I trust any one.” Aunt Maria Appleton said nothing, she had tasted the bitterness of losing lover the day before that set sot her wedding. He had eloped with het best friend! But she felt that Iler an guish was nothing compared with that ~f Daysey Mayme. So she put her experience in a buck et and listened with tender sympathy to Daysey Mayme. L,. sander John had had friends who robbed him both of his money and good name, and he listened with shorn to Dayse;. Mayme’s tale of woe. As siie grew more eloquent and her tears fell faster his scorn grew to suclt enormous sise that he left the room. But Aunt Marie Appleton, having the heart of a woman, knew that the great est sorrows of life are those that come Youth, and she comforted Daysey Mayme. "Else Is so sad and dark,” moaned er niece, "that i w ill be better out of it. The future is more than I can bear, ;.nd I intend to kill myself.” Aunt. Maria Appleton agreed that life is sad, ah’s me! and then, knowing the heart of a maid, produced a box o! I hocolates which she always kept on j hand for just such Dark Days. No, Daysey Mayme couldn’t eat any. j They would choke her, she said, reach tig for one. She splattered it wit* tears, but it tasted good, and she ate another. ‘lit is such a Comfort,” she said, when reaching for the third, “to pour out ne's soul to one like you! "Os course, you never experienced grief as great as mine, or you couio not go on living,” And Aunt Maria passed the candy. OBEYING THE DOCTOR. S;..esman: "Shirt, sir? Will you have a negligee or a stiff front?” Cuitomer: “Negligee, please. The doeter said 1 must avoid starchy ’hlngs." OROTHER HURRIES FROM THE WEST To See Sister, Thinking She Would Die, But He Helped Her to Re cover. Nashville, Tenn.—"l vtas passing ’ U'ough the critical stage of life." rites Mrs. Kate E. Weaver, of 171 s '■'ockrtll street, this city, "and for three *ars and nine months, to the day, I as in a serious condition. 1 could not walk alone across the floor, I was so weak. My brother came from Dallas, axas, to see tne. thinking I was going ,J die. he gave me the money to huy six bottles of Cardut, the woman’s •nlc, and I began to improve with the -cond bottle The six bottles marie me strong and hearty. Since getting well I have been '<■' my brother In Dalle*. "Have talked to several of my ,tui' friends, and now they are taking Car dul—my daughter for one, and it Is helping her. She is 27 years old, and I h m nearly 51. Cardui helped us all. “I certainly do not know how t > praise Cardui high enough. You may Publish this letter if you wish, for Car 4ui certainly saved my life, and I can not say too much for It. “I shall always recommend your wonderful medicine." Cardui Is good for young and old. It costs but little to try, and may mean «” much to you. (Jet a bottle of Cardut tods . V B.: Write to: Eadies’ Advisory Dept., ,hauanooga Medicine Co., Chattanooga enn for Special Instructions ano •>«- '■*»<> book. "Home Treatment for w on<- ‘”1 ’ sent in plain wrapper, on request. (Advertisement.) _ ■HI I I - . • The Forest, by Ed wine Noye, Like Pieces of a Dream, Says Nell Brinkley L__■ Copyright, 1912, by Star Publishing Co. kA w g .J z ..A - A' i - ••.../J z s ; . i * j - AC.,- - AA' '■ *“ **£•<> Jr ‘ a '' 'AV ' 'I. A' I I . r A --V- _ _ .at ■ Here in the little green book is a woodsman—and his wife—a sweet, white dryad from the heart of a silver-birch and the wild god—Pan. HERE I have in my two hands, while I sit and dream of long old myths, while I see half-shapen pictures of white wood nymphs, while I scent in my nostrils the deep, strong smell of the forest and the sweet, wet odor of gray' and green moss, while I writhe in my old hankering for the greenwood and a little brown house in Its deeps; here, while I drift in wakened, lovely dreams, I hold in my two hands a little green book. All green and gold, it Is like its name. And its name is "THE FOREST.” Could you or 1. who love the wind in the trees, and the green tree boles, I the secret places and the hope for secret adventure, find th green and gold of a little thin book with the mystic name. "THE FOREST,” on its back without dipping into the tale between its white petal-leaves? And when you do, you will dip into a dream I Under the name, "THE FOREST,” is a tiny oak leaf and Broadway jones Jo/ •§] By Bertrand Babcock | Based on George M. Cohan’s Play Now I Running in New York. TODAY’S INSTALLMENT. j .Viter Pembroke and John had left the office, the judge walked up to Jackson and put both hands upon his shoulders. “I’d give ten years of my life, sonny, rather than miss that,” he said fer vently. Broadway was looking at Josie. She tried to speak several times and it was manifest that she was laboring under some great internal stress, when finally she managed to get out just: “It was—simply—wonderful.” Then in the train of her multitude of duties she went out into the piant. The judge was quick to think of the effect upon the men of the factory of the news. ■■l’ll tel! Higgins Pembroke has gone about his business.” he said. "Ht’il spread the news in a jiffy. And he left Wallace and Jackson to get her. “Well, what do you think of it?’ Wai lace asked, half jovially and half ear- I nestly. Broadway felt himself very near to the I end of his mental resources and the re serves which would have been greater if ; he had had business training. "It's a good plot, but how are we going to plav it?” he said dubiously. "Why it’s the riggeet cinch in the I world.” returned Wallace enthusiastically. "I’ll bet you that if this plant showed the profit they say it did last year—” The ringing of the telephone upon the ancestral desk of the Jones family cut him short. “That’s my governor, I guess, he ex plained to Broadway, as he put the re ceiver to his ear. “I called him up”— Then into the telephone: "Helio—Hello- Governor—l'm up here in Connecticut— Oh no, Strictly business—Say, governor, I can get a two hundred thousand dollar contract from the Jones Pepsin people. They’re going in heavy, I hear. I can close this right away. What do you think" New owners take possession today ; -They’re all right—l’ve looked them up . —Well will you let me use. my own judg- | ment about that'.’-Thanks. I think I’ll : make, a splendid deal.” He looked up to wink at Jackson-“No, I won’t be back until tomorrow -Say. governor, will you send me a wire authorizing me to use my own judgment and go ahead?—All right —Gooff- bye. "What are you going to do? asked Broadway as Bob left the instrument. The practical advertising soul of Wal lace had been aroused. The possibilities of Jone- Pepsin always with good adver tising—apneale.l thoroughly to him, and I then, too, he foresees that he would spend ’ | much time in Jonesville. This latter con l tingency was not at all displeasing. ‘‘l’m going to show Pembroke that we’re not bluffing,” Wallace explained. “I’m going back tomorrow and cover New York for a starter.” But the future of the situation was not so apparent to Jackson. "Two hundred thousand?” he lamented. “Where’s it coming from? What are you going to do—ruin me?” A SOFT DEAL. "I'll draw the contract,” went on Wai iace. "You'll have a year to pay for it. You’ll be the biggest advertised article in America a month from now. Say, will you give tne all you make over a million in the next two years, if I give you this advertising free?” “I should say I will.” “Shake hands with your partner. This I will be the quickest, softest and first im I portant money I've ever made.” “Do you mean it?” asked Broadway. “You bet I mean it.” The hand of Broadway was placed on i the arm of Wallace. "Bob, I never felt so happy in all my I j life.” said Broadway. Into their consciousness the fat voice I iof Sammy thrust itself. They had not I I seen him enter. i "Mrs. Gerard to see Mr. Jones,” he an- | I nouneed. From sheer shock Johnson fell back I Into the arms of Wallace, and the lat- i ter, grave as be knew the situation to I * • ' - 1 I A SPLENDID FOOD TOO SELDOM SERVED In the average American house hold Macaroni is far too seldom served. It is such a splendid food and one that is so well liked that it should be served at one meal every day. Let it take the place of potatoes. Macaroni has as great a food value as potatoes and is i ever so much more easily digested. I Faust Macaroni Is made from richly I glutinous, American grown Durum I wheat. It Is every bit as finely fla- | vored and tenderly succulent as the im- I ported varieties and you can be posl- I tive. it is clean ami pure made by- Americans in spotless, sunshiny kitch ens. Tour grocer can supply you with Faust Macaroni in sealed packages 5- and 10c Write for free Book of Recipes. MAULL BROS.. St. Louie, Mo under the tiny oak leaf—a name—a winsome and delicious sort of name—of the twenty-year-old girl who wrote "THE FOREST.” And it is EDWINE NOYE. And it stirred my fancy with its sheer, sweet beauty; made forgotten and never known music pipe through my mind; made forest spirits dance for me; made all my old loves of Greek Fable walk for me. My red grate lire seems made of brush and sticks be hind a sheltering rock; my books and deep chair fade; the walls draw stealthily away; great trees loom round me, ami the shadows seem to be black forest glades. Ami I hold the little thin green book between my hands and wonder how people of a dream can be so real. “Sylvan” comes homeward through the forest in a gale. The night, the gale, the pale sunset, the woodman's name, are pieces of a dream—but yet, in the clamor of the wind lie ' be for his friend, could not restrain his laughter. “Tell her to wait a few minutes," Wal lace directed when lie was able. "The gentleman wants to see you first,, sir,” Sammy said to Broadway. The latter was now on ins feet with a stricken look upon his unhappy features. “What gentleman?" he asked. "Mr. Rankin," said Sammy. Broadway instructed Sammy to let Rankin in. but under no pretext what soever to permit the woman to get by him al the door. "Where the deuce did she come from?” he asked Wallace. “How the deuce did she know 1 was here?” Rankin entered In a quite respectable way, yet a keen observer might have noted that something had happened to; Famous “Pint of Cough Syrup” Receipt No Better Remedy at Any Price. Fully Guaranteed. I L,..,..... ! Make a plain syrup by mixing one I pint of granulated sugar and % pint of warm water and stir for two minutes. Put 2’a ounces of pure Pinex (fifty cents’ worth) in a pint bottle, and till it I up with the Sugar Syrup, This gives . you a family supply of the best cough i syrup at a saving of’s2. It never spoils. Take a teaspoonful every one, two or three hours. The effectiveness of this simple remedv \ is surprising. It seems to take hold in stantly, ana will, usually stop the most obstinate cough in 24 hours. It tones up the jaded appetite and is just laxa tive enough to be helpful in a cough, and has a pleasing taste. Also excellent for bronchial trouble, throat tickle, sore lungs and asthma, and an unequaled i remedy for whooping cough and croup, ' This recipe for making cough remedy i with Pines and Sugar Syrup (or Strained honev) is a prime favorite in I thousands of homes in the United States and Canada. The plan has been imita- 1 ted, though never successfully. If you i try it, use only genuine Pinex, which is I the most _ valuable concentrated com pound of Norway white pine extract, and is rich in guaiacol and nil the natural healing nine elements. Other preparar tions will not work in this recipe. A guaranty of absolute satisfaction, or.money promptly refunded, goe- with this recipe. Your druggist has Pinex, lor will got. it for you. If not. -end to i The Pinex Co., Ft. Wayne, Ind. • worries for the purple fruit of the plum tree by his door! And so we love him—for he’s blood and bones and heart’ Behind his veil of dream he is a lusty mortal. Hero in the little green book is a woodsman and his wife —a little, bashful child, a sweet, white dryad from the heart of a silver birch—the Gale—and Pan —the wild god— Pan'. Here, too, the Kobolds of the tree roots peer at you. • Plain witchery there is in this thin green book; it is a ■stealthy finger that stirs the deeps of the pool of dreams — and the bubbles rise to your head. Yet. through the haze of mystic unreality a real tale throbs; there is warm, human i love and human lire —and food ami deep, warm bed! The little green book, “THE FOREST,” by EDWINE NoYE, is gooil to have and good to know—tor it sets your heart a-dreaming and a-singing, too. NELL BRINKLEY. Rankin's point of view. He seemed more assured and less like a parasite. But this was manifest only in a number of small facial and physlcial details which Wallace and Broadway, keen on their own affairs, did not notice. "Mrs. Gerard's here, sir," said Rankin. "I know," returned Broadway, "wher? did she come from?” “Sin didn ; say." explained Rankin. "Got to the hotel five minutes ago—came Cottolene makes a rich, crisp crust, %Pie Crust F without the suggestion of greasiness. • JEF Cottolene-made pie is digestible too. And— 'll Cottolene is more economical than butter or lard, F because you use one-third less. Moreover, Cottolene costs figßSf w ‘WHH| Fh no more than lard. A /Cottolene Wv Here is a recipe for one of the most delicious B tfcj- pastry dishes you ever ate—Grape Fruit Pie B raj made with Cottolene: g *■—MKf •kjj CRUST «• ” 1 cupful of sifted flour % cupful Cottolene Wi 3 teaspoonfub ice water A pinch of eait R FILLING jf & /: ' Tt\ . % cupful of lugar Juice of medium- G vVVS 2 rounding teaspoon- sized grape fruit I • of corn Btarcll 2 even teaspoonfull f J \Y 1 S J ulce of ’/2 lemon Cottolene If V \ a JRSggy tKflwM Yolks of 2 eggs Grated rind of V 2 M f \\ » W*ffl %<L 1 cupful boiling water lemon I f : k ,--rrw• Made only by t f -“'.x" ... \ w I the n. k. r airbank company \ L mOcSSfh I r / s A- I ( to the room and demanded to he brought to you l couldn’t help it, sir.” tn a great agony of fear Broadway I paced up and down the floor. “What am I going to do? We've got I to get iter away from here. We’ve got ! to get her out of town,” be complained I "Take it on the run,” advised Wallace. I “Go on! I'll ge' rid of her some way." Continued In Next Issue. - — _ 1 Advice to the Lovelorn By BEATRICE FAIRFAX. YOU CANNOT PREVENT THAT. Dear Miss Fairfax: I am seventeen and in love with a girl the same age. I take her to dances and other places of amuse ment et ery chance 1 get. When I call on her I go right up to her house. Her father and mother seem pleased with me when I call. There is another man, who lives t ear her, and every night she comes'diotnes he meets her on the street and talks to her for a half hour. I do not know what he speaks about, but I think be Is trying to fall in love -with her. X. Y. Z. You can not prevent others from loving her. But you can. I am confident, prevent her from giving her love to another by winning it first. Go in ami win! You show yourself to be the better man by calling at her house instead of meeting her on the streets, THAT IS IMPOSSIBLE. Dear Miss Fairfax: I am engaged to a young man three years my senior, and love him dearly, ami know my love is reciprocated. The only tiling that is keeping me from marrying him is that lie lias some very bud habits, el v, hich I do not like to consult him. and yet I feel that I must tra and break him of them without hurting ids feelings. X, V. Z. A -urgeon must use file knife in an .operation. If this man I: is bad habits. ! your fear that you maj hurt his feel ' ings should not prevent you from ap i plying the remedy. Do noi maria him with the hope of j reforming him afterward. Let the I reform come first, and make sure that it is sure. ■■■"■ ■■■■■ . CRITICAL TIME | OF WOMAN’S UFE I From 40 to 50 Years of Age. How It May Be Passed in Safety. Odd, Va.:—“l am enjoying better health than I have for 20 years, and I ~— believe 1 can safely A sa y now that t am a : j well woman. I was ”. W » reared on a farm and < J?? cj. r, : had all kindsof heavy Hwork to do which caused the troubles that came on me la ter. For five years during the Change of Life I was not able to lift a pail of wa- ter. 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