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JONES
;(l {on George M. Cohan's Play Now Running in New York
. Thrilhng Story of “The Great White
A Thrl Way.”
By BERTRAND BABCOCK.
TOD AY’S INSTALLMENT.
„ r Jackson thanked father and
i the first dinner party of
* a! » in Jones Manor was at an end.
Hroa -"< ■ hf ’ me with C i a ra, the judge
, wife together with Josie, and
» nd ■ r Wallace started off in the tour
'he' , which he had come from New
>ng cal
Y T' s f >n oked at Josie as, close to
'T..-.tt<w<>od. she wished him the con
| ... night. There was still an
wl‘a new expression in her face,
kson as though he had
EnieJ some quality she could not un
" , , ,-i but Jackson couldn’t penetrate
farther into this new mystery.
PART XI.
the GHOST OF OLD MAJOR TOM.
~ last lackson was alone in the gar
of 'Jones Manor. Behind him the
M house stood, its doors open and for
mtlen and the light still streaming out.
while as'erp in the kitchen was the for
,.tten Jimmie
8 v he walked toward the sun dial which
! th /son of old Major Tom Jones had set
„ when he had brought his bride to
X manor, Jackson felt only dazed.
. There was no pain with him, because
?. within a short time he had passed through
wide range of human emotion. But
Li lia lh as he sat on the old bench
!, r <he summer house, his sensations
Lame more acute. There was first the
. m of the renunciation, the sacrifice
•hat'he had made. There was satisfac-
' tion >n ti'-f thought that he at least was
faring it with Josie.
’gut within a flash of time all that
oerhaps feigned satisfaction had gone as
1 Is office the next morning
aiid the following morning, and many
mornings after that—a whole lifetime of
Would Josie be there? Prob
ablynot. If she. were, what exquisite tor
ture! And If she were not, what a color
less existence.
MAJOR TOM’S GHOST.
And then came back the feeling that he
would tear the girl from the midst of
i the contending emotions and motives
which kept them apart.
He was on his feet when a rustle in
the shrubbery startled him. lie fancied
> he saw a dim, white form there, half
' emerging from the underbrush and half
. in relief against the trees.
The ghost of old Major Tom!
tn spite of the agony of that night,
lackson smiled. The ghost was the only
: thing that had been lacking.
And then the ghost came toward nim.
In a shaft of light that ‘fell from an
upper window Jackson saw that it was
josie—Josie with her yellow hair stream
ing on either side just as it had fallen
down, Josie in a rough old coat, Josie in
thin slippers. A woman would have noted
and have said that the girl had been
standing before her mirror, preparing to
retire, when some sudden impulse had
made her snatch whatever was at hand
and rush out.
While Jackson —now no more Broadway
-stood motionless, two arms went about
his neck and a voice, low and vibrant
with the emotion of the moment, as ever,
poured into ills ear:
"bear, I'll g > down into the depths with
I you. if you ' o-’t to Broadway. I'll
go with vou. . you live I'll be
! with vou."
:: A Nightmare of Love ::
Bv Beatrice Fairfax
\ "
IF there is a prirl somewhere In this
big world whose hair is auburn
and who fears that the fervent
'dor of he- looks may drive Love away,
ie her read the following letter and
take hope:
"1 am a young man very much in
love with a young lady two years
nty Junior. We became engaged
while she was visiting in New York,
hut she went away to Pittsburg and
didn't tell me she was going, and
didn’t send me a postcard. She is
now back in New York, and my
best friend is calling on her. Would
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Do You Know—-
Kfghti en thousand bricks can be man
uf ' lured by steam in ten hours.
■' good cure for increasing baldness
■■ to rub the affected part with the fol
"ing ointment: One part ammoniated
'''try ointment, four parts benzoated
lard.
r-nchsh boys and girls are shortly to
O' : i'-ir own republic in Dorset. Plans
‘ H now being made for the founding of
> where children will have their
1 " I'i'i'liament, courts and the police
! tact, a miniature state—managed
louthful citizens. The scheme is an
t on the lines of the "George
1 t or Republic" in America —in the
twition of boys and girls who are at
, f’’ -i nt to industrial schools or re
wrmatorles.
hr ' p "' pa of the power of an air-
* he gained from the following
Tacts- it * i
11 takes a powerful locomotive
'”K train of ten passenger cars a
about five miles to reach a
1 of sixty miles per hour on a
nd level track. The brakes will
pi ' ' sanqo train from a speed of
; ' miles per hour In 700 feet. Rough
.. stated that a train can be
' 1 ,>5 brakes in about three
i 'nt of the distance that must be
J ' to give itjts speed.
ev er are pr °bably the longest trains
nv, 'obled are now being worked
- lr ,1 ' K ' h Va,,e >’ system in Penn
-13.': , > '' a train composed of
,\ r . ,'' as from the Perth
ks to the distributing yards
'' " n - I'he train was 7,000 feet.
~ . 'l an a mile and a quarter, tn
' "o locomotives pulled it, and
\' ,s "scd as a "pusher." The
'' "I'eiatlng train- of Ills length
I'- " 'shortage of t r tintm n in
The spirit of sacrifice stirred within the
man.
“No, no; you can't; you mustn’t,” he
said.
But the girl went on, still her arms
about his neck and her lips close to his:
‘Don’t you see, dear, the sacrifice you
made when you decided that even if I
were willing you wouldn’t take me? Oh,
you didn’t say so, but I have thought it
all out. Don’t you see that the sacri
fice you willed proves to me that you will
never be as before—that you will have
the strength to fight and to win—if there
is any enemy to fight. Don’t you see,
dear? Why, it's as plain as day.”
‘‘l shouldn’t—l know I shouldn't,”
murmured Jackson. ‘‘l ought not—”
And then the kindly beam of light from
the nearest window cast but a single
shadow’.
TEN YEARS LATER.
"Broadway” Jones was again on Broad
way. But he was not alone. By his side
was his wife, and to each of his hands
slung a child. A third walked slightly
behind Josie, gazing back at the wonders
they passed, and ahead of them trudged
a strudy little boy. All of the members
of Jackson’s family were hungry, but they
passed without noticing Speary’s or Sec
tor's or the new and splendid Tanley’s.
Into a side street turned the little pro
cession, eventually to almost fill a little
restaurant, where the sole waiter looked
startled, as if so many patrons had never
entered the place together before.
It was Jackson, not Josie, who crumpled
up the smaller children's bread and pushed
it into their cups. Josie herself watched
him with a strange smile on his face.
STILL ON THEIR HONEYMOON.
Suddenly her husband raised his head,
and in his turn smiled. All were now
comfortable at the table.
"Do you know’, dear, what today is?”
he asked.
Josie's brow almost frowned as she tried
to recall.
"Surely, dear,” she said, “it isn’t the
anniversary of our engagement. That Is
a little more than three weeks off.”
The old humor rested softly in the
man’s eyes.
‘How’ quickly woman, that is the In
spiration to man, forgets," he said.
Josie still searched her memory.
"Oh, I know’,” she said. “It must be the
day for the new dividend of the men, of
the anniversary of the new school, or the
anniversary’ of the hospital—no, it can’t
be any of those."
“No.” said Jackson; "it’s nothing as
trivial as that."
And he drew gently from his pocket a
little time-yellowed packet, whose cover
ing was broken, and held it aloft so that
she read: "Jones’ Pepsin Wafers."
“Why, where did you get that?” she ex
claimed. "We manufacture so little gum
at the plant nowadays; all of those real
useful things require so much of the
floor space.”
“Don't you remember,” said her hus
band, “you gave me that packet on the
first night we met, and a little later you
said —”
He passed one of the wafers to each of
his children.
"Hand it down to your children, and
their children, and so on and so on—” he
quoted.
And a few moments later the waiter
was telling the cook that for the life
of him he couldn't see why a honeymoon
couple should borrow four children.
THE END.
? it be proper for me to call. too. as
i she has never told me our engage
-1 ment is broken, and 1 can not sleep
nights, as I always see her red hair
I 1n front of me?”
One of the most distressing of all
spectacles is a girl pursuing a man, yet
letters like this give proof that pursuit
is what some men need. Not many,
but just a few like this great big, blun
dering, snail-like man.
He was engaged to a girl; she left
town; he made no attempt to find out
why, though he still loves her to such a
maddening degree that he can't sleep
nights, as he always sees her red hair
in front of him. He knows another man
is trying to win her, yet he delays tak
ing action till he learns If action is
■ justifiable.
Does he think he can win her by
. standing still and moaning?
He can't sleep nights, he says, and
I he seems to be making up for It by
I sleeping in the daytime!
The little god Cupid is armed witli
bow and arrow. There never would
> have been such a happy word as "court-
• ship" in the world’s vocabulary if this
’ little god of love lay awake all night in
• the anguish of unrequited affection and
> yawned all day.
I He has weapons to bring down his
i victims, and he uses them.
■ The writer of the above letter, who,
! for the time being. Is Cupids under-
study, also has weapons, and he must
use them. He must call on this red
haired vision of his waking dreams, and
tell her of the unhappy plight into
which his love for her has plunged him.
He must be her escort on every oc
casion on which she will grant him the
privilege; he must send her candy and
flowers a.s if they were so many ar
’ rows; he must consult her wishes In all
things, and he must so surround her
with his love that she will lose all de
sire to ever escape from it by forget
ting him in Pittsburg.
The love of a red-haired girl is well
' worth the winning. Her love is fervent,
like he rhair. She is generous to a
fault; she Is warm-hearted; she is true
I Her love, once won. shows more lasting
qualities than the love of either a
, blonde or a brunette. She loves for
life!
1 Because of all this, lam sorry that
the man who loves lie so maddeningly
' Is so timid. He needs just the force of
1 character the color of her hair indi
cates she possesses to become area:
man. But he will never win her by
sleepless nights md days Hint i: <• <!■--
Women Can and Do Achieve Beauty, Says Fay Wallace
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By Margaret Hubbard Ayer.
IT happened that I got to see Miss
Fay Wallace. very early in the
morning, before that long, reddish
mane of hers was tucked up in a
grown-up manner.
At the time, her hair was tied with a
big bow of ribbon, and hung down her
back over a negligee of apricot-colored
silk and ecru lace.- The hair and the
silk went beautifully together, and I
found myself studying Miss Wallace's
clever color arrangement of walls and
hangings and cushions, which is all
made to form a most artistic back
ground for this little girl with the red
hair, as she calls it, though it Is more
auburn.
Miss Wallace has considered this
question of color very seriously. It Is
reflected In the light gold color of the
walls, and in the old rose of the cush
ions, in touches of tarnished gold and
brown in the walls. Everything in the
room goes with that hair and brings
out the faint color in Miss Wallace's
white cheeks and the deep brown of her
eyes. I
“A girl with red hair has to study
herself more carefully than the decided
blonde or brunette type,” explained Miss
Wallace, when I congratulated her on
her color scheme.
"I adore colors, anyhow, and I do try
to get the right combinations, and I am
always experimenting to see If I can't
find anything better. Colors should be
Advice to the
Lovelorn
By Beatrice Fairfax.
MOST DECIDEDLY NOT.
Dear Miss Fairfax:
Is it right for a girl of seventeen
to go out to the theater with a
voung man she flirted with, as he
was very nice the first night she
met him? DOUBTFUL.
A girl of seventeen (or of any other
age) should not flirt. It Is a dangerous
sport.
Under no circumstances should she
accept attentions from a man met In
such away.
AN UNUSUAL REQUEST.
Dear Miss Fairfax:
Kindly suggest a form for the an
nouncement of an engagement to
be mailed to friends and relatives
by a young couple announcing their
own engagement. K. C. C.
It is customary for the parents of the
bride-to-be to make an announcement
of her engagement. If she is an orphan
the duty falls on an older sister o'
brother, a near relative or a friend.
This girl can not lack all these. Such
an announcement made by the relative
nearest her would be In better taste
than if made by the girl herself.
GO TO HER MOTHER.
Dear Miss Fairfax:
I am a young man 21 years old
and in love with a girl one year
younger. Every time 1 make an at
tempt at corresponding, or meeting
her all my plans are frustrated by
her mother.
I am at a loss to know her rea
sons, although it may be due to the
fact that I remain out after con
ventional hours. This is a neces
sity, as I must have recreation and
I can not attain this desire unless 1
stay out late, as I work nights and
my time is not my own until 11:30
o'clock. '
I look ahead with sincere hopes
of making this girl my wife, for she
is the only one in the world for me.
Os late I have tried every means
conceivable to communicate with
her but my efforts have proven fu
tile. T. A. C.
Unless her mother knows all this, she
Ims every reason for objecting to at
tentions given her daughter after 11:30
at night. Go to her, show her your in- '
tentions are honorable Prove sour 1
ability to care for a wife, ami 1 am I
sure she will listen to you with unde •
standing and sympathy.
Fay- Wallace, the
Auburn - Haired
Beauty, in “Ready
Money,” at the
Maxine Elliotthe.
ater, New York.
used to make one look one's very best.
It is wonderful what a girl can do now -
adays to transform herself into a wom
an of real charm and beauty. It seems
all a matter of an Intelligent work and
will power.
“I knew a girl who was absolutely
plain some years ago. Nobody admit
ted that she had the slightest claim to
beauty. She was both awkward and
homely. Yet, a year or so after I had
first seen her, she was considerably Im
proved, and In another twelve months
she had grown into an absolute beauty,
a woman who commands attention and
admiration.
"Now, this girl had achieved - beauty
by hard work, careful diet and exercise,
kept her complexion and figure perfect.
She had studied the art of dress, exact
ly as you would take up a course In a
foreign language or mathematics.
“When It came to gesture and pose,
she was perfect; having very few good
points to start with, she studied them
and made the most of them, and in
those things which every girl can con
trol, her walk, the grace of her carriage,
the charm of manner, she was abso
lutely perfect.
“As for color, she had mastered the
art of making that a flattering servant,
which called attention to her looks and
pointed to the individuality of her type.
The best thing about her was that you
did not feel that she had worked to
create an effect. She seemed perfectly
natural. She had studied how to be
beautiful, how to move, how to dress
herself becomingly, and then she seem
ed to think no more of the subject.
"That, to me, is a great accomplish
ment, to be unconscious of any effort
you have made to enhance your looks.”
Miss Wallace was certainly quite ob
livious to the pretty picture she herself
made, as she snuggled in a big chair
with cushions of old rose tucked behind
her, and framing that reddish hair of
hers.
"You might tell the other girls who
are worrying about their red hair what
colors you have found most becoming,”
I suggested.
"In choosing colors, most women go
by their hair alone,” she went on. "But
it's really more Important to favor the
complexion. Fed red-headed people ad
mit that they can wear rose color, but
I find all the pinks, especially the sal
mon shades and the dull old rose shade,
bring color to my checks and fade out
the freckles which always come in the
summer time.
"Take a. large black hat and face it
with pink; that Is much more becoming
Ilian the violent contrast of black vel
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your coloring is very delicate and your
style is dainty rather than impressive,
violent contrasts are too striking and
they are apt to overpower the small
woman. I think they should be left for
a very large woman.
“Os course, the girl With red hair can
wear all the grays she wants to, and
the reddish browns that shade into her
hair. I do not believe that, dead white
is becoming to her; it certainly isn’t to
me, so I always choose ivory or a
cream colored tint.
"Almost every one you see wears
something snow white about the neck —•
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lace or satin, or whatever the material
may be. The skin always looks yellow
by contrast, no matter how fair it really
is, and personally I always Insist on
having lace of that nice antique color,
even if it is brand new. You know how
you can get that color, by the way; It’s
very simple. If your lace Is good, mix a
little orris root with a little powdered
saffron until you have the color desired,
then rub it into your lace. Have enough
of the powder to cover the lace, and
leave it for several houiTtf then shake it
out well and brush it. Your white lace
will have taken on a lovely old lace
tone, which is most becoming, and will
be delicately scented besides.
• "The colors that I find most effective
are not the brand new vivid colors, and
seldom the fashionable shade of the
moment, but rather the dull, faded col
ors, which have lost that harshness
and brilliancy, beside which both hair
and complexion look dim. The most
beautiful colors in the world to me are
the dull and faded blues and grays In
Chinese embroideries.
“The girl with red hair has a wide
range of color to choose from, if she
will stick to the soft shades, and not
try to dim. the brilliancy of her hair by
a violent and startling contrast."
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“Look here, old chap,” said the Lon
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“Well.” said the Yorkshireman, “I'll
take good care they don't have r?fine,
but yours went ten minutes ago."
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By William F. Kirk
(( t WAS reading a funny thing the
I other day about Mister Sir Wal
ter Scott,” said the Manicure
Lady. “It told how he met Mister
Byron, and when Byron called him Mis
ter Scott he said, ‘Call me, Walt, kid;
call me Walt.’ "
“I ain’t interested much in them po
ets.” said the Head Barber, “because I
hear so much about the stuff that your
brother is all the time writing. I am
so used to listening to poetry that I
am beginning to dodge any sentence
that begins with a. capital letter and
ends with a rhyme.”
"The only reason I mentioned It, kid
do," said the Manicure Lady, “was to
show that even the poets knows how to
be as democratic as Mister Wilson. You
know a lot of people think that be
cause a man can make up verses he is
ging around all the time with his head
up in the air, making a noise like an
earthquake. Nothing could be no far
ther from the truth than that. George.
Wilfred is one of the most democratic
fellows that you ever seen. Os course,
I don’t mean to say that he is as great
a poet as a man like Mister Sir Walter
Scott, but I will say that the poor kid
Up-to-Date Jokes
“I'm not afraid of woman suffrage,”
said little Ginks. “My wife is a mili
tant suffragette, but up to date I am
Julius Caesar in my house.”
"I guess you are, I guess jou are,”
said Wiggles. "There ain't many
dearer ones than Julius Caesar in this
world.”
Mildred, who had a small friend to
spend the afternoon with her, found
that the care of her little brother in
terfered with their plans. John showed
a tiresome persistence in joining their
games. Meeting but little encourage
ment, he asked at last, somewhat wist
fully:
“Mllly. can't I play something?”
“Yes, John,” she replied firmly. “Go
into the back room and play you’re dead
for a® hour and a half."
"Ladies and gentlemen,” said the
manager, before the curtain, "it is my
unpleasant duty to inform you that Mr.
C , the star comedian, owing to 111-
ness, will not be able to appear to
night. His system has had a very se
vere shock, and he is suffering from
nervous prostration.”
"What's the matter?” shouted one of
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him in advance?”
An English clergyman turned to a
Scotsman and asked him:
“What would you be were you not a
Scot?”
The Scotsman said: “Why, an Eng
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Then the clergyman turned to the
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not an Irishman?”
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“I’d be ashamed of meself!”
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has some ideas of making up rhymes,
like ‘I was strolling in the park and
it almost broke my heart when from
her I had to go, for it left her all alone.’
That’s the kind of a poet that Wilfred
is, George, but just the same he's my
brother, and if anybody around here is
going to knock his poetry I guess it will
have to be me. He wouldn’t rest easy
if he thought one of you barbers was
picking any flaws in his verses.”
“I don’t care one way or the other,”
said the Head Barber, wearily. “I had
an uncle once out in Arizona that used
to write som verses. His and his
brother had a ranch together. He did
tlie verse writing for the firm and his
brother did the work. It worked all
right for a little while, because the one
that wrote the verses kept bulling the
other brother that some fine day one
of the magazines would buy enough of
his verses to help him buy another
ranch. The poems kept coming back
like one of them there boomerangs, and
at last the brother that was doing all
the work took a good, healthy Mck at
the brother that was writing all the
poetry, and tne partnership dissolved.
I don’t say -that poetry w’rtting ain’t a
grand art. if you can get a little sugar
for the sweet thoughts that you wrha
but somehow or other ft seems to m»
that the uncle who did all of the work
around the ranch was a lot more useful
than the guy that was wasting a good
fountain pen.”
“Well, you have talked quite a wMle.” ;
said the Manicure Lady. “Now, let me
say a few words. I think poets is kind
of useful sometimes. The oM g en t has
went into the canned goods business,
and Wilfred has wrote him eight poems
about the special brands of canned stuff
that father is going to sell. One of the
verses goes:
“ 'AJI of Johnson’s goods ana canned
And their flavor is simply grand.’ ”
“That ain’t bad,” wud the Head Bar
ber.
“You bet It ain't,” declared the Mani
cure Lady. "You see, George, brother
has been canned so often that It comes
natural to him to write about canned
goods."
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