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THE MAGAZINE PAGE I ‘‘Tk O \X/k in ” A n E *“ ttn s Tale of Love and A dven- 1 lie W flip tn re That Grips Front Start to Finish By BERTRAND BABCOCK. I— ——- Tne Story of the Play of the Same Name Now Running at the Manhattan Opera House. New York. ~i eh t, 1912. by Drury Lane Corn- ■ ,f America, by arrangement i \rthur Collins, managing .iircctor of the Drury Lane Theater of London. TODAY’S INSTALLMENT. V ! because a lot of yokels give a man odious nickname," he said tersely, you him unheard. What do you know of him'.’” -X.. thing, thanks,” said Lady Diana. Isn't it a bit rough on him to believe— , niere hearsay?” asked the artist. ..n't. but my grandfather, who has ktn ,l word for every one, says that his itl ,'father was a soldier, his father a Li '.lei and a gentleman, but he hopes the ? will never darken his doors. And all l'i world says he frittdys away his life ~n d ;i flinging away his fortune." The stranger smiled with a sense of pain reflected in his face Altai the world says is often malice. I. said going to the rescue of Lord Bran p'aLer 'but I'm sorry to hear what Lord lirverlev said. Nobody's all bad. Perhaps t s because Lord Beverley doesn’t know ,11 that he thinks so ill of him. Per apS if you knew him, you might find— . , m e Utile food”— I in sure 1 hope so,” said Lady Diana. Hut the stranger continued: An Interruption. Tin sure he’d hope so. If he has played M vc< with his life, mayn't he repent his i.'llv I .’ Perhaps in a sense he never had ,< chance perhaps he never had a father ',r mother in his youth to direct him— and perhaps he’ll turn out all right now— perhaps no good woman” A softly insidious voice thrust itself into the intimacy that seemed about to begin 1,.-tween these two young people. ■Ah, there you are,” it said. Both the girl and the man looked up and saw in the road a motor car with a - hauffeur and a woman stepping out from For the briefest space the two women measured glances. Lady Diana saw a tall, ather dark and foreign appearing young woman of an uncertain age, whose black hair and sharp features gave her, in the estimation of any one seeing her for the ursi time, a certain aspect of power. A moment later she was walking toward them. The artist was not pleased at this in trusion. and Diana saw that upon his face was that tragic mask she had noted when they saw one another for the first time, not so many minutes ago. "So this is where you come to sketch so often.” went on the woman from the motor car. "Delightful place! Pray In troduce me.” A Difficult Situation. The artist interposed himself between the two women, almost as though he feared harm to the younger of the two. “I’m only a stranger here,” he said, while Lady Diana, with perfect and cold breeding, ignored a situation that to one of another nationality might have been e trifle embarrassing. The intruder again swept Lady Diana with her eyes. “Indeed,” she said, a subtle menace in her tones "Well, It's lucky I found you. if we are going for our usual spin to gether. Francois wants to tell you some- I thing about the car—the brake doesn’t act properly.” Lady Diana was not pleased with her scrutiny of the other woman. She was ioo young to have esteemed the other fast, but there was a certain something about the tall and dark intruder that re pelled this young Englishwoman. So she continued, though the other talked at her, to seclude herself In her British reserve. The situation appeared to the artist to need relieving very much. So to create a diversion, he walked toward the road where the car and chauffeur were wait ing “We’ll take it down to the village and look for a blacksmith,” he volunteered. But the woman who had come for him n the motor did not move. She was still r hopet hat Lady Diana would recognize her existence. "Can't it be done here?” she asked, still eyeing the young English noblewom an and anxious for some offer of aid that would enable her to make Lady Diana's acquaintance. Her Chilly Responses. Certainly not,” returned the artist, almost roughly, "and, besides, here are ie horses. The car may’ frighten them 'f we leave it in this neighborhood.” The woman of the motor car looked down the road and saw the Beverley -iring being led and ridden from the ex cising on the Downs. ■Dear things,” she said, for Lady Di mas benefit. "How splendidly they look, ■ace horses, too. I should have loved to ave seen them. I'd no notion that there were any so near to us. To whom do hey belong?” Women’s Best Interests demand that every woman should spare herself unnatural suffering hy obtaining safe and proper help "hen physical ills and nervous depression occur. When ailments »nd suffering come to you remem- i her there is one safe, effective gentle and well-tried remedy— j " special value to women, h '‘(-ham's Pills remove the cause 01 suffering; they clear the system .mi! by their tonic, helpful action i relieve you of headaches, back- j ®"hes, lassitude and nerve rebellion, j j r - v a few doses and know the ' difference— know how' Beecham‘s luls will help your feelings; bow they’ strengthen, invigorate Preserve and Protect L rr * w .°nian should be sure to re<4 the special directions with every box. everywhere In beset 10c., 25e* ' Lord Beverley.” said the artist, very shortly indeed. "Come along!” "Lord Beverley! Really," exclaimed the woman; and then, made bolder by this revelation, .-he spoke directly to Ladj Diana; ”1 am so sorry we were in th* way—pray tell Lord Beverley 111 take great care it doesn't happen again.” But this gracious speech won from t):< girl only a nod of the head and the sin ■ gularly British irritating "Thank you”' I with a rising inflection at the end "Please make haste: they are here.” the artist cautioned her. "Yes. yes, dear,” the dark woman re turned. and then smiled at Lady Diana. "Good morning!” Another little nod of the blond head and a "Thank you” were her only re wards. The artist bowed very imnerson- i ally and, with the woman who han come for him, rode down the road. Musingly T-auj Diana looked after them. ■ "I wonder who he is.” she said, "and I what hold she has on him.” CHAPTER 111. ‘‘The Whip.” r | A HOI GHTS of the two were out of I i the mind of Lady Diana before ■ she had formulated any conscious- I ness, for the whole string of horses of ■ her grandfather was now led into the , yard of the stables or ridden by the i boys. Though Tom Lambert, the trainer i of the stables, was nominally in charge i of all the horses, he paid no attention I to any save the nervous, skittish creature covered with her horse “clothing" and wearing over it all a horse rug. Lam bert in person was leading her. The girl made some remark to the middle-aged trainer, who had been a boy in the Beverley stables, and he answered as to the condition of the pride of the Falconhurst stables: "The fitter she gets the worse she gets, and when she fairly cops the needle 1 believe she'd charge a battery and try and eat the guns.” Though the racer was dancing about ir ’ a semi-circle, held by Lambert at the head and Harry Anson, her jockey, in the . saddle, Lady Diana went to the rescue I resenting any slur upon the reputation ‘ of her pet. "She's a dear, isn't she?” she exclaimed to the jockey. "With you, my lady," he answered, “and she's all right with rre. But a stran ger w'ould have a better time trying to tackle a tiger." “The Finest Filly,” The nervous, prancing horse was put in the stables and Tom Lambert, her train er, turned to his' young mistress. "The marquis won't let me try’ her out, my lady,” he said, "but I believe The Whip's about the finest filly as ever looked through a bridle. But the very noblest ship is no good without the man at the wheel.” “Surely Harry's good enough," said Lady Diana "When he's himself, my lady , but just now at times he’s a hang-dog, mournful sort of beggar, with no spirits and no nerve. AVhatever he's got on his mind. I don't want it on The Whip’s back. Light heart makes light weight, but a bally boy with the blues thinks he's tidin' a hearse horse. But I wouldn’i ' speak to your grandfather If I were you ; just now, my lady; he's so irritable about ; the stable secrets leakin' out, and he | sees a tout in every’ passerby. We must not worry him more. I’ll find out what's the matter with Harry." The marquis of Beverley, with the Hon Mrs. Beamish, the middle-aged distant cousin of Lady Diana, and her compan ion, rode into the yard, and the marquis, who had seen the artist and his com panion in the motor car, was quite sure that the artist was a tout. Lady’ Diana told him of her encounter I with the artist and that he had been I sketching in the yard. “Well, I won’t have it,” he exclaimed. I "Give orders, Tom. For all we JSnow the fellow's a tout- a confounded tout of I the worst possible description." About the Artist. "Yes, my lord; quite right,” answered the trainer. “There's no use in having a dark horse if all the world knows it. But, my' lord, we don’t know that we shall have a winner for sure until we try the horse, my lord. Ido wish —” “Plenty' of time for that, Tom," re turned the marquis, who now, with Mrs. Beamish, was out of the dog cart and about the yard "We don’t want to have the two thousand guinea race on the trial ground. But we’ll have no touts and tres passers on my grounds." “Well, grandfather, you needn't trou ble about this trespasser,” said Lady Diana, "I know he's an artist. He showed me his sketch book. And we talked about art and scenery and the hounds." "But not about my horses, my lady?” put in Lambert. "We never mentioned the horses," said Lady Diana Mrs. Beamish, a middle-aged and dry voiced satirist, exclaimed with a purpose ly rasning’inflectfon: "What a dull conversation | "I race for myself and not for the I crowd," said Beverley, "and don't forget i our old saying: ‘A Yorkshiretnan's house I is his friends,’ but a Yorkshlreman’s horse lis his own.' I don’t bet myself and I'll never let our horses be turned Into pub lic belting machines if I can help it. So no more talk with strangers. Di." Mrs. Beamish Is Jealous. Lady Diana and Beverley passed into ■ the kennels, and Mrs. Beamish and Tom Lambert were left alone. The tniddle- iaged pair had a strong mutual attach ment and Mrs. Beamish certainly intend led some day to marry Lambert. who had been the sweetheart of her youth, but she was determined to die rather than admit it. And now the portly trainer turned to ■her with the love-sick eyes through i which he had regarded her these many ■ years. And Just now Mrs. Beamish was jealous. She had seen Tom In conversa tion with Myrtle Anson. Harry's sister. Their talk had been perfectly Innocent and Tom had merely tried to find out I from her what was making Harry fall i off in hfs rlillng But Mrs. Beamish, who wouldn't admit that she had any al I faction for Lambert, wouldn't admit either j that there was any good in his character. She seemed prone to think that her old lover was now at the age when middle aged men leer at young girls In the midst of their conversation about The Whip the turned upon Lambert to shake her finger with: I saw you talking with Myrtle An son.” "Mrs Beamish—honorable madam—you are jealous!" exclaimed lambert, joyous that It was so and yet fearing her dry temper. •of you? Never!” returned the flame ot ids youth. Continued in Next Issue. i Concentration Wins Success, Says Miss Walker Hfc L 1 I I 'wST- qigi ||||||| v h BRU i VI \\ '¥ B 'J iu I k '//I WKS f * el ... Wh. Antoinette Walker in “The Yellow Jacket.” now playing at the Fulton theater, New York. By Margaret Hubbard Ayer Little autumn (“loud, other yvise Miss Antoinette Walker, sat in her dressing room resting her small Chinese feet and reflecting on the delight of being the dark, yvicked little cloud tn "Yellow Jacket" and hav ing escaped from years of curly blond ingenues. "It's really a relief to be a siren after Up-to-Date jokes "Aren't you the boy who was here a .Week ago looking for a position?” | . “Yes. sir.” i T thought so. And didn’t I tell you ' then that I wanted an older boy?” "Yes. sir; that’s why I'm here now." Sue—You said you were going to marry an artist, and now you’re en gaged to a dentistt. Flo—Well, isn't hi an artist'.’ He draws from real life. Will —The sight of an old school I mate is—er—well, it might be called both meat and drink.” I Bertha—Yes: that's what you men I usually do in the circumstances, "Eh?” I "Meet and drink." "Why do you always insist on talk ing about the weather to your bar ber?” "Yon wouldn't have nt*' talk about anything so exciting as politics to a man who is bundling a razor, would you ?” "What, giving up already, my boy?” said a gentlqman to a youthful angler. "You must bring a little more patience with you- another time." "I brought enough patience with me mister, but I didn't bring enough worms!" "My dear boy,” said Enpeck. who happened to be in a confidential mood, “you will never know what real happi ness is until you get married.” “You don’t mean it!” exclaimed Sin gleton, astopished at such a remark from such an unexpected source. j “It's a fact." rejoined Enpeck; “but i then it will be too late for you to ap ! preciate It." ■ ■ J 1 ‘ “Do you act toward your wife a» you I did before you married her?” j "Exactly. I remember just how I i used to act when I first fell in love I with her. I used to hang over the fence in front of her house and gaze at ' j her shadow on the curtain, afraid to go I in. And I act Just the same way now ■ when I get home late.” , "How wonderful It is." said ('holly, originally, "how dogs itnow things. Now, there’s i'ido. I often wonder if I he doesn’t have some sort of telegra- 1 ' phy, don't, you know. Don’t, you be lieve he has a sixth sense—a sense tliat I don't possess?” "Yes,” responded Miss Cutter, promptly; “common sense. 1 believe It is called.” L®J Hah Safe, Prompt Relief Allheal pßmi - from any cause—excessive brain fag. indigestion. coM, grippe, coryza. Over-indulgence, etc.—yield quickly to ANTI-KAMNIA TABLETS ■> They are not atimufantt, intoxicants or habit farman, but just quick, safe, wonderful pain relievcra. Try them! All Druggists playing bread-and-butter misses, even if one does have to walk on shoes like these,” and she held up one of those tiny slippers with the heel right in the middle of the sole. if you have not seen this extraor dinary Chinese play, no criticism or de scription can give you an adequate idea of the remarkable effect obtained by’ the sheer art of the actors and actresses tn creating a perfect illusion without the aid of anything but the crudest Chinese stage properties. in the scene where the hero and the little Autumn Cloud float down the river of pleasure listening to the splash of the water and watching the other boats as they pass, one feels the rhythm of the dark, sleepy water, the slow movement of the boat, the languorous evening breeze, indeed the picture is perfect; yet on the stage there is noth ing but a few benches, a draped pole, two men with bamboo poles for oars, and one of the musicians in the back ground giving the sound of the oars by means of sand paper boards. It is the triumph of art and acting over stage, props. A Difficult Part. "This is the most difficult part 1 have ever had to do,” said little Miss Walk er, “and it’s the most interesting. Some times I think we almost have to hypno tize the audience into seeing and feel ing with us, and I believe it’s a genuine feat to be able to do it. "How do We do it? Well, in the first place there is never a single mo ment when each one of us is nor keyed up to the highest pitch. If one dropped for a single second the entire scene would go. It’s a matter of the very closest concentration, and that is the secret of success in everything, any how, but we demonstrate that each ' evening, especially. I think, in the viol! The Best Cough Syrup is Easily Made at Home Costs Little and Acts Quickly, Money Refunded If It Falla. This recipe makes a pint of cough •yrup, and saves you about $2.00 as corn j pared with ordinary cough remedies. It ‘ stops obstinate coughs—even whooping cough —in a hurry, and is splendid for sore lungs, asthma, croup, hoarseness and other throat troubles. i Mix one pint of granulated sugar with % jiint of warm water, and stir for 2 minutes. I’ut 2% ounces of Piner (fifty cents’ worth) in a pint bottle, and add the Sugar Syrup, 'lake a teasp<M>nful every one, two or three hours. Tastes good. This takes right hold of a cough and gives almost instant relief. It stimu lates the appetite, and is slightly iaxac tive—both excellent features. Pinex, as perhaps you know, is the most valuable concentrated compound of Norway white pine extract, rich in guaiacol an*i the other natural healing pine elements. No other preparation will do the work of Pinex in this recipe, although strained honey can be used instead of the sugar syrup, if desired. Thousands of housewives in the United States and Canada now use this Pinex and Sugar Syrup recipe. This plan has J often been imitated, but the old success- I fit! formula has never been equaled. Its low cost and quick results have made it immensely popular. A guaranty of absolute satisfaction, or money promptly refunded, goes with this recipe. Your druarrist has Pinex. or wil) get. it for vou. If not. send to The Pinex Co., Ft. Wayne, lud. DR[ j mwM Opium am i hornes. Const I pot frep ]>ll | scene. I see every bit of the changing I landscape as 1 look out into space, I hear the voices of the lovers in other boats. I watch them pass. If I stopped for one instant, if my-attention wa vered the illusion would be lost. Os course it's the same thing with the others. We have learned much phi losophy and are in 'Yellow Jacket' and have a daily lesson in the hardest kind of mental concentration. "People talk a great deal about mag in tisin and fascination and every one wonders what it is. Little Autumn . I 'loud lias to have both in her wicked I little make-up and 1 hope she has. "What are they? Well, magnetism i seems to me to be the constant giving >ul from a great reserve fund of brains j oi In art without depleting oneself. Fas -1 cination is a hundred different things. ’ The very habit of paying cluse atten j tlon constitutes a power to charm in J some people. i "Listen Well.” "Have you ever noticed that the girl I who knows how to listen is always | sure of friends? That Is her power of I fascinating. 1 remember my’ cousin. Walker Whiteside, telling me to learn 1 how to listen to people. "He gave me that advice when I was I a child, and 1 realize more and more the I power, the fascination of the attentive i listener in these days, especially when it seems as if everybody were talking together and nobody pays the slightest ■ heed to what the other is saying "People are always lamenting that ; the art of conversation is declining, but \ really it is tin art of listening. Where ■ y ou find the earnest sympathetic listener ■ you will find no Im k of fluent language, i though the conversation may be noth ' ing more than a one-sided monologue. “The girl who can listen well is sure ' to be a social favorite, thoughshe may have only the meagerest claims to beauty or brain. She is sending out tiiose unseen waves of sympathy which attract people to her, and she can hold them by the same quality—her silent concern about their affairs. Nothing is ' so flattering to a man as to gain a woman's close attention. He will al ways call that girl fascinating who will listetp with the most complete absorp j tlon to the story’ of himself. If she has tact and understanding enough to urge him to continue on the same engross ing topic, she can be sure of his ad miration." And seeing that this advice comes : from the most enchanting little fasci nator, girls will do well to follow it. 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"There was a long time that my brother failed in everything lie attempted, especially when he tried to write them verse things. Brother Wilfred is good at one thing, though, and 1 saw him prove it yesterday. He can shoot rabbits. "I don't know if shooting rabbits is une of them manly arts that I have read about, but if it is a manly art Wil fred is sure full of manhood, because we was down on Long Island yesterday’ and the brothei took his shotgun along. Father wanted the right to use the gun part of the time, on account of the tact that he had bought it and paid for It, but Wilfred kept assuring the old gent that It would be foolish tor him to shoot at anything, on account of him being nearsiglited "When we got down to the place where father and mother and Mayme and Wilfred and me was going to visit for the day, my brother digs up some kind of a dog tliat he culled a beagle. Did you ever see a beagle. George?" “You mean a eagle." corrected the Head Barber. "Eagles ain't dogs. They’ fly.” "Nobody said they didn't." said the Manicure Lady, "but you are wrong. 1 didn't mean a eagle—l meant just what 1 said, a beagle. A beagle is a long, low-built dog that likes to run around in the woods hunting for rabbits. It re minds y ou of one of them Dutch daehs chunds. only it lias more ainbisli. Gee, George, it would have did your sluggish heart good to see that little dog running them rabbits. Wilfred asked me io go along, and told me that when the hunt was over Ills sister would be proud of him for once in his life. Ami so 1 was. George, the way it turned out. “Wilfred showed me a place where there was a old log, and after he hail scraped off the snow and put a old newspaper on the log for me to sit on. he started the dog off through the woods. He explained to me that it would be foolish for him to follow the dog. He said that the dog would re member where we was sitting, and would chase any’ rabbit he found right up to the place where we was. “Sure enough, after we had sat there about two hours, that beagle started to bark, way’ off in the distance. We could hear his bark coming nearer anil near er, and finally Wilfred cocked his gun and stood ready, like one of them Min ute Men that fought under Napoleon at ' the Battle of Lexington, Kentucky. "Then I seen the rabbit It was a big, white one, and it was all that you could do to see it on account of the snow, but when it got a little ways from Wilfred it stood up and looked around, and my brave brother gave it ! Southern California affords more opportunities than any other area in the world. WHY? Because it has proven its possibilities in a thousand ways. The pioneer work is done. The chances to follow proven lines are unlimited. The cs . sentiais aft: Climate, land, water, power, transportation ,|o and markets. 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It's a good thing for Roosevelt that he left Africa before tin- farmers found out wiio was doing the shooting around there!" Household Sug gestions To press skirts, always lay a damp cotton cloth over the material, so that it will not lie touched by the iron. This prevents the mat* rial from becoming shiny. Here is a fact worth knowing when you cook * ggs. A spoonful of flour added to the grease in which eggs are to be fried wil prevent them from breaking or sticking t, the pan Very frequently when separating the whites from the yolks of eggs the yolk becomes broken ami tails into the whit*'. Dip a cloth in .varm water, a ring it dry and touch the yolk with a cornet of it. The yolk will adhere to tile cloth ami may easily be removed. F-w people realize that tile gas bill may be very p. reeptlbly reduced by ex ercising ear*- to light the gas properly. Hold the ligl n J match to the burner then very slowly turn on the gas. 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