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THE GE iOB GUAM’S MAGAZINE PAGE
)aysey Mayme
and Her Folks
By FRANCES L. GARSIDE.
the perfidy of friends.
p. AYSEY MAYME APPLETON has
A J j Most Intimate Friend. Os
•s nurse, she had many friends,
ut <, had only one Most Intimate
fiend.
Ever? girl who is a real girl has one
r os t intimate Friend. It is the girl to
fll „,n she confides her Fondest Hopes
n d secret Ambitions. Others may
y n k her commonplace and unlnter
stlr.L. but the Most Intimate Friend
nov . s that she has Ideals, and that she
, planning to some day become Fa
10US.
Tin Most Intimate Friend is the one
r ]! o - nares pillow secrets, a route by
r ych all the family skeletons reach
he world at large.
pays- .v Mayme Appleton trusted her
lost Intimate Friend with her Dearest
ecret.
The Most Intimate Friend told it, and
luglt'-'l behind Daysey Mayme’s back!
That night Daysey Mayme discoursed '
m Friendship to her family.
-There is no one in this world," she
aid. bitterly, “whom one can trust,
jvery one is false. Every one Is a
raltor. Every one is a Judas at heart.
never intend to have another friend
s long as I live. Never again will I
rust any one.”
Aunt Marta Appleton said nothing.
She had tasted the bitterness of losing
isr lover the day before that set sot
er wedding. He had eloped with het
est friend! But she felt that her an
ulsh was nothing compared with that
if Daysey Mayme.
So she put her experience in a buck
tand listened with tender sympathy to
iaysey Mayme.
Lysander John had had friends who
ebbed him both of his money and
ood name, and he listened with scorn
o Daysey Mayme’s tale of woe.
As she grew more eloquent and her
ears fell faster his scorn grew to such
normous size that he left the room.
But Aunt Marie Appleton, having the
leirt of a woman, knew that the great -
st sorrows of life are those that come
o Youth, and sho comforted Daysey
(ayme.
"Life is so sad and dark,” moaned
ter niece, “that I will be better out of
t. The future Is more than I can bear,
nd I intend to kill myself.”
Aunt Marla Appleton agreed that life •
s sad, ah's me! and then, knowing the ;
least of a maid, produced a box of
ihocolates which she always kept on
land for just such Dark Days.
No, Daysey Mayme couldn’t eat any.
They would choke her, she said, readi
ng for one. She splattered it wit a
ears, but it tasted good, and she ate
nother.
"It is such a Comfort,’’ she said, when
eaching for the third, “to pour out
'tie's soul to one like you!
“Os course, you never experienced
rief as great as mine, or you could
ot go on living.”
And Aunt Maria passed the candy.
OBEYING THE DOCTOR.
Salesman: “Shirt, sir? Will you have
negligee or a stiff front?”
Customer: "Negligee, please. The
pctor said I must avoid starchy
lings.”
BROTHER HURRIES
FROM THE WEST
To See Sister, Thinking She
Would Die, But He
Helped Her to Re
cover.
Nashville, Tenn. —"I was passing
Itrough the critical stage ot life."
'htes Mrs. Kate E. Weaver, of 1716
ockrtn street, thia city, “and for three
ana nine months, to the day, I
'** tn a serious condition. I could not
f'tk alone across the floor, I was so
'*k.
brother came from Dallas.
***•• to see me, thinking I was going
0 ®*. But he gave me the money' to
“ ’lx bottles of Cardul. the woman’s
*• and I began to Improve with the
OR d bottle. The six bottles made me
* eI '' strong and hearty.
• Since getting well I have been to
*• my brother in Dallas.
’Have talked to several of my ladv |
tnds, and now they are taking Car- |
B| —my daughter for one. and ft Is
’’P'ng her. She Is 27 years old, and I
m nearly Si. Cardul helped us all.
certainly do not know how t>
Mse Cardul high enough. You may i
u * ) tsh this letter if you wish, for Car
certainly saved my life, and I can
#t Bd -y too much for it.
* shall always recommend your
enderfu] medicine.”
is good for young and old. 1’
#,ts but little to try, and may mean s
,Uc h to you.
t * es a bottle of Cardul today.
to .
k,‘ ! Write to: Ladles’ Ad vis. >ry Pen'
Eh la ?°°*» Medicine Co., Chattanooga.
•». f°r Special Instructions and "I
Jt. book, '‘Home Treatment for Won;
’ ’mt in plain wrapper, on request
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“lhe Forest,” by Edwine Noye, Like Pieces of a Dream, Says Nell Brinkley ’
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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 1 see half-shapem 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 1 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 EQREST." Could you or
I. who love the wind in th. trees, and the green tree boles,
the secret places and the hope for secret adventure, flnd
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!
Under the name, "THE FOREST,” is a tiny oak leaf and
BROADWAY JONES (g By Bertrand Babcock
Based on George M. Cohan's Play Now
Running in New York.
TODAY’S INSTALLMENT.
After Pembroke and John had left the
office, the judge walked up to Jackson
and put both hands upon his shoulders.
‘Td 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 plant.
The judge was quick to think of the
effect upon the men of the factory of the
news.
"I'll tell Higgins Pembroke has gone
about, his business,’’ he, said. “He'll
spread the news in a jiffy.”
And he left Wallace and Jackson to-
“Well, what do you think of it.' Wal
lace asked, half jovially and half ear
nestly. . ~
Broadway fell himself very near to tht
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 play it"” he said dubiously.
“(Vh) it's the biggest cinch In the
world " returned Wallace enthusiastically,
i “i'll bet you that if this plant showed the
profit they say ” mi year-'
The ringing "f the telephone upon the
| ance stral d-sk of the Jones family cut
i him short.
“That's mj governor, I guess, he ex
i plained to Broadway, as he put the re
i 'river to his ear. "I called him up -
Then into the telephone: "Hello-Hello--
Governor I'm up here in Connecticut—
'op no, strictly business- Say, governor,
I can get a two hundred thousand dollar
contract from the Jones Pepsin people.
I Thev’re going in heavy, I hear. 1 can
close this right away. What do you |
think" -New owners take possession today
_Th'ey're all right—l've looked them up
Well w ill you < et me ÜBe ms own Judg
ment about that" Thanks. I thiifk I’ll
make a splendid deal. He looked up to
" ,nk at 'acks, n No, 1 won’t be back
until tomorrow Say. governor, will you
, , „.. a wire authorizing me to use
my own judgment and go ahead’-All
rl “What’^re’ > vou going to do?” asked
nroadwav as Bob left the instrument.
ThP practical advertising soul of Wal
. |..id been aroused. The possibilities
of Jones Pepsin always with good adver
tising -appealed thoroughly to him, and
then, too, he foresees that he would spend
much time in Jonesville. This latter con
tingency was not at all displeasing.
"I’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 Wab
lace. “You'll have a year to pay for it.
You'll be the biggest advertised article in
America a month from now. .Say* l ' will
you give me all you make over a million
in the next two years, if I give you this
advertising free?”
"1 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.”
Thtj hand of Broadway was placed on I
the arm of Wallace.
“Bob, J never felt so happy in all my I
life," said Broadway.
Into their consciousness the fat voice I
of Sammy thrust itself. They had not
seen him enter.
"Mrs. Gerard to see Mr. Jones, ’ he an
nounced.
From sheer shock Johnson fell buck
into the arms of Wallace, and the lat
ter, grave as he knew the situation to
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under the tiny oak leaf —a name—a winsome and delicious
sort of name—of the twenty-ye tr-old girl who wrote "THE
FOREST.” And it is EDWINE NO YE.
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 fire 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, and
the shadows seem to be black forest glades. And 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 he
be for his friend, could not restrain his
laughter.
“Tell her to wait a few minutes,” Wal
lace directed when he was able.
“The gentleman wants to see you first,,
sir.” Sammy said to Broadway.
The latter was now on his 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 uyirnan to get by
him at 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
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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.
Here 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—
I’an! Here, too, the Kobolds of the tree roots peer at you.
Plain witchery there is in this thin green book; it is a
stealthy linger 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
love and human lire—and food and deep, warm bed!
The little green book, “THE FOREST,” by EDWINE
NOTE, is good to have abd good to know—for It s, ts 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 physicia! details which
Wallace and Broadway, keen on their
own affairs, did not notice.
"Mrs. Gerard’s here, sir,” said Rankin.
"I know,” returned Broadway, "where
did she come from?”
"She didn't say,” explained Rankin.
'Got to the hotel five minutes ago—came
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to the room and demanded to he brought
to you. I couldn’t help it. sir.”
In a great agony of fear Broadway
paced up and down the floor.
"What am I going to do? We've got
to get her uway from here. We've got
to get her out of town,” he complained.
"Take it on the run,” advised Wallace.
"Go on! I'll get rid of her some way.”
Continued in Next Issue.
Advice to the
Lovelorn
By BEATRICE FAIRFAX.
YOU CANNOT PREVENT THAT.
Dear Miss Fairfax:
I am seventeen and in love with
a girl tile same age. I take her to
dances and other places of amuse
ment every 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 near her,
and every night she comes homes he
meets her on the street and talks
to her for a half hour. J do not
know what he speaks about, but I
think he is frying to fall irt 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 .-mother by winning it first.
Go tn and 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 m\ senior, and love
him dearly, ami know my love Is
ri-cfprocated. Tin- only thing that
is keeping m? from marrying him Is
that he has some vi ry bad habits,
of which 1 do not like to consult
him, and yet I feel that I must try
and break him of them without
hurting his feelings. X, Y. Z.
A surgeon must use the knife in ar.
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Do not marrj- him with the hope of
reforming him afterward. Let the
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