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THE .GEORGIAN’S MAGAZINE PAGE Daysey Mayme and Her Folks 3 FRANCES L. GARSIDE. IT MIGHT HAPPEN OFTENER. years, which have a fattening ..ini growing effect on woman, ’ -em to shrink a man. At 50 she like a toy balloon, and he looks flannel shirt that has been in the ;v . ; all winter. years also have a widely differ c . ,-sect on the disposition. She grows rarr;ious with age, and he grows less ss communicative. T> . , hanges time has wrought are , noticeable when Lysander John hi.< wife are seated at breakfast; .. is their one meal alone, as both the n.-lren are still turning over. y,.... Lysander John looms up before ~ffee cups like a Mauretania sur rounded by little sailboats. He, sink ing down in his chair, is hidden behind newspaper like a violet hidden be neath a hedge, a comparison too poeti for a married man. Her Ruling Habit. This morning, in turning a page, his attention was caught- by his wife’s laugii. A wife rarely laughs at break s .=t: a husband never. Hi- curiosity was aroused and peep g cautiously behind a corner of his , .r he snw his wife ' s face lighted up v it smiles and animation, as if she carrying on a conversation with one most interesting. sii was looking at her coffee cup. "I n't believe it when I first heard it,” sa, -aid; “but then, as you know, I soon h.„. proof.” (A pause.) ”Yes, I know t wrong to gossip, but if there had n-vcr been any gossip there would be no history.” She turned her face inquiringly to ward the cream pitcher, and then laughed. What an idea! The cream pitcher” -turning back to her coffee cup—“says •hey gossip in heaven; that the women their gossip by expressing sympathy for the women who became their hus bands’ second wives!” She Needed an Audience. She laughed uproariously. Then she ..egan an argument on Women’s Rights vith the syrup jug, and, though Lysan ■ er John dropped his paper and stared at her in fear, she heeded him not. He called her name in alarm. “Are ou mad?” he said, and she took no no nce of him, agreeing with her fork that since the women had the children the nen ought to be compelled to take care of them after they came. Lysander John felt his temperature going down and his hair going up. He called again in such tones of horror that at last her attention was at tracted. "Are you crazy,” he said, ‘‘talking to the dishes like that?” "I had to talk to something,” she eaid, giving a wink at the cream pitch er, “and you wouldn’t listen.” Lyeander John reached for his hat and staggered blindly to the door. Up-to-Date Jokes Choily—What’s the matter, Fwank, ’ deah boy? Fwank —Oh, Choily, Ethel tells me she loves another. Choily—What hard luck, after your devotion! Fwank—Hard luck! Why, Choily, in the last six months her father’s dog has bitten me nine times! O’Brien—Come home an' have supper wid me, Murphy. Murphy (looking at his watch) — Shore, It’s past nine be the clock! Yer wife will be mad as an owl. O'Brien—Yis; that’s jist it; but she can’t lick the two av us. John—Where's the bulldog I sold you the other day? Tom—Oh, the poor beast swallowed u tape measure and died. John—-He died by inches. H 111 —No; he went round the back of the house and died by the yard. " This Home-Made Cough - Syrup UJill Surprise You | I s <op« F.ven Whooping CookU || Quickly. A Family Supply S at Small Coat. - .'' Pr '' Jj a home-made remedy that ° ®'d a cough instantly, and will suajy cure the moat stubborn ca-e in ' "ours. This recipe make?, a pint—■ !' lol *gh *°r a whole family. You couldn't ” u ' as much or as good readv-made «W.h syrup for $2.50. , -lix one pint of granulated sugar with pint of warm water, and stir 2 I'nutes. p U f, 212 ounces of Pinex (fifty w '°rth) in a pint bottle, and add L .’’gar Syrup. This keeps perfectly .“ a “ a s a pleasant taste—children like t- braces up the appetite and is slightly laxative, which helps end a cough. probably know the medical value L r' ln , p . ' n treating asthma, bronchitis ' 11 ti r tjiroat troubles, sore lungs, I here is nothing better. Pinex is valuable concentrated compound < ~ ■ ’ r Y av w hite pine extract, rich in t'aiaeol and all the natural healing pine ‘inents. Other preparations will not >n this formula. io prompt results from this inexpen .■•remedy have made friends for it in '' 'UU is of homes in the I'nited States i, ,* ! ana, ia- which explains why the "as been imitated often, but never successfully A guaranty of absolute satisfaction, or ■ Promptly refunded, goes with this lour druggist has Pinex. or will (or v<m Ts not. -end to The “ ' t 0., Ft. Wayne, lad. When His Ship Comes In” b ' " X. __z -x . wSI - ■'AA Ofc A' A • ' " ■ ■ " AA A '... A AC r - - Gx'A.T 'A li’hi-iHii ll i‘A T 'iid,’ \ScL~. L iSL ‘ ' ' ' JA X 1 iHjjj i j. I aXr s« AA •,. ... A ■ T - >•?" w There are always thiee to meet him the BIG three—aX you can always tell which is which—the gladdest looking one is the mother—the gayest is his littli sister—and the quietest one is his sweetheart! But if you look at her very closely you may find that in her eyes which says she’s not sorry he s home. ’Tis the way of sweethearts—to be very still and small when their lovers co re sailing home. An Exciting Tale of Love and Adven ture That Grips From Start to Finish By Bertrand Babcock. (Copyright. 1912. by Drury Lane Com pany of America, by arrangement with Arthur Collins, managing director of the Drury Lane theater of London.) TODAY’S INSTALLMENT “Where J could see the Wold,” said the girl, meaning creeping between her words. “With glasses?” he persisted. For answer the girl showed him a pair of field glasses concealed in the case. "Anything worth seeing?” Bitterly she replied: “No —opponent Silver Shoe —the Rider and the Whip—a striding gallop, but nothing like a trial.” There was that in iter voice which would have told an expert in human na ture that the girl despised herself for what she was doing, but that she could not resist the demands of this man. But the cousin of Lady Liana did not honor the girl with the slightest concern for her feeling. He was thinking only of the horses and of how many times he had won handily because of some hit of sta ble information he had been able to ex tract from the girl. "Pump Your Brother." “I wonder if their dark horse is worth anything?” he went on. his gambler’s sense playing in and out of a series of calculations as to odds and weights. “What a pile one could win if one knew! Twenty to one! Look here. Myrtle, you can pump your brother, if you like. He must know.” "He won’t tell.” said tlie girl, almost sullenly. The tone of the captain was kinder, now that he had found something that the girl could do for him. “You can make him.” he said. “1 can't.” she answered, her breast ris ing and falling. "1 believe he mis pects —” “You?” “You.” “Me?” exclaimed Sartori?. There was self loathing, accusation and defiance of all the world in the girl’s face. “YOU and ME,” she said slowly, but al most savagely. But if he felt any impending danger at her words Sartoris did not show it. There was almost bantering humor in his face, which gave place to stupor as the girl hurried on in little panting gasps: "My brother used to tell me everything. When he told me stable secrets 1 told you 1 have been a traitor to him and a traitor to them all—l have betrayed Lady Hi. whom I love I have sold out Lord Be verley, who gave us a home and every thing we have in the world—and I have forgotten all that and have sold him out sold him out for nothing at all—nothing In the whole wide world. \ girl only does that for one reason, and my brother knows that.” With white fun Sartoris turned upon her. For a moment It seemed as though he would hurl the heavy spear In his hand at the girl “You've told him.” he demanded sav agely Myrtle faced him bravely, but in a mo. ment her head drooped. “No—l haven’t turned traitor to you, Greville,” she said brokenly. Into the whole manner of the captain there came a great change. He was as near to pity as his shallow’ nature ever permitted as he said fervently: “Os course, you haven’t, little Myrtle." Instantly the jockey’s sister moved clos er to him. He took one quick step back ward and his tone became lighter as he hurried on to bridge the gap of emotion: “But, come, now, don't talk heroics— about traitors and things. Beverley never bets. If the wide world knew his stable secrets it would do no harm. If you give tne a tip or two —heaven knows I want it badly enough—who's hurt?” “I am.” said the girl, much of her re sentment gone because of his few kindly words of the moment too soon gone. “And I shan't do it again.” “Nonsense' You’ll tell me when The Whip's tried.” “I shan't be here to see.” "No?” “No—l can't stay here much longer. 1 dare not/' "Nonsense! Where will you go'.”' “Isn’t that for you to say? Haven't you promised?” Sartoris shrugged his shoulders, and then became aware that Harry Anson was standing near the main door of the sta bles, with anxious, speculative eyes upon him. He left Myrtle and strolled toward the stable. His eyes for a moment looked keenly into the face of the boy, and then, with a sudedn. unwilling movement of his head, he turned aside, unable, despite his wonderful customary self control, to face the brother of Myrtle. CHAPTER V. I Uady Diana Sees Once More Her Artist. Ijord Beverlev was worried over some thing the women of his granddaughter's house party had told him. The) had de scribed the course of the otter hunt and this description had displeased him ex ceedingly, though he was at much pains not to let the women see It. But straight to Captain Sartoris, whom he Instinc tively disliked, though he tried to over come that feeling he went. “Greville." exclaimed the marquis, “I’m afraid from what I hear that you went trespassing this morning.” “Oh. did we?” exclaimed Sartoris, lightly, not attaching much Importance to COUGHS, COLDS,| WATERY EYES I CUR' D IN A DAY by taking Cheney's Expectorant— ■ also cures Consumption, Whooping ■ Cough, Croup. Trickling of the B Nuie. Droppings tn the Throat, M Bronchitis, and all 'J'I mat and ■ Lung Troubles. Cheney's Expec ■ torant relieves at onei I hor ■ ■ o iglil.v exted for fifty years a R nRIJOG ST-4 2SC ANO 3OC JP “THE WHIP” the opinions of the racing marquis upon any subject. "Yes: from beyond the bend where the bourne winds through the Braneaster property,” Beverly continued, in a mod ified tone. “(if course—so it does," answered Sar toris. "Well, we didn’t go far. Surely it doesn't matter. As a neighbor, Brancas ter wouldn’t object." Beverley frowned as he went on, in his ponderous and bombastic tone: "He's a neighbor to whom I object—cer tainly not one from whom I’d ask fa vors." One of the women of the house party. Lady Antrobus, had overheard the two men use the name of Brancaster Os Lady Antrobus it had been said "she rushed In w'here —well, you know, tny dear." Her shrewish curiosity made her anxious t.o know what they were saying of Brancas ter so, despite the breeding of her line, she Interjected herself Into the conversation. "Lord Brancaster will have to sell the Ricvers for a song if he goes on racing so desperately." she said. She was an old neighbor of the marquis, and her chance touching upon a hobby of Beverley aroused his ire. "I’ardon me,” said he. "BETTING so desperately. Gambling is not racing." “He s a Wonderfully cqpl gambler.” Went on the Chatty tongue of his femi nine neighbor. “1 saw him at Sandown last autumn betting over the rail with all the bookmakers on the oilier side ranging at him like a pack of wolves.” Sartoris himself laid taken the. other end of some of these bets, and his smile was rueful as he put in: "With Kelly, the leviathan, leading them, hurling the odds at his head in thousands.” “For the Excitement." It was plain that Lady Ahtrobus. who had known of Brancaster since he was a boy. had rather a sort of admiration for him. "And lie never turned a hair," she went on. "I believe lie loves the excite ment." The failure of the plan of the father of Lady Diana and of Brancaster had left a DO YOU ITCH? If so aise Tetterine. it cures eczen -, ground itch, ringworm Itching piles, in fant sore head and ah other skin trou bles. Head what C. B. Rails, Indianapolis, j says: Enclosed find sl. Send me that value in Tetterine. One box of Tet terine has done more for eczema In my family than SSO worth of other remedies I have tried. Use Tetterine It relieve* skin trouble tha» has baf fled the beat modi'al .-kill. It will cure you (let it today Tetterine 50c at druggists or by mall. SHUPTRINE CO., SAVANNAH. GA. i Advt.) I I i ■ Opium, Whiskey and Drug Habltn treated 111 In llomr or if‘■jninriuni Book on subject ? DR B. M. WOOLI JCy, J4-N, Victor Sanitarium, Atlanta, Gcorsla. Copyright 1912, by American-Journal-Examiner. Ihe Story of the Play of the Same Name Now Running at the Manhattan Opera House, New York deep bitterness in the heart of Beverley, though his bark was worse than his bite. The marquis felt that a man of his own position and morality owed it to the world to point out every "horrible exam ple,” even if that example were the son of an old family friend. "For how other wise can the rising generation get the ptoper moral perspective?” he bad asked more than once. So now he did not hesitate, though be was well aware that his utterances would place him in the light of seeming rather less of a gentleman than he was in the minds of those who might not tin- > derstand his real feeling in this and re lated matters. “He won’t love paying for it,” he said, "and for his other follies—” Even Bev erley felt that he was going too far But the mind of Lady Antrobus was alert for any bit of gossip. 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' - T , _______ ’ T"T’v «• WMHMMB tMaOMMMD OM • ■ «• MMMMM SMMMNMMI «W Advice to the Lovelorn Ry BEATRICE FAIRFAX BLUE FOR GIRLS. Dear Miss Fairfax; To settle an argument, would you kindlj- tell what colors are used for babies in sending out birth notices? Whether it is pink for boys and blue for girls, or blue for boys and pink for girls? M. A. B. It is not important which color Is used, but custom has given blue to the girl baby and pink to the boy. SELFISH AND UNGALLANT. Dear Miss Fairfax: A friend of mine asked me to the theater a few nights ago. but re fused to call for me at my home. He wanted me to meet him at the t neater. A friend of his took me the same night and called at my home for me. Now my friend does not talk to me. Do you think he has any ground for being insulted? PERPLEXED. You are the one who should be the aggrieved party. If he sulks because of t. ■ rebuke you gave him, don't let It worry you. He needs the lesson. BEWARE OF SURFEIT. Dear Miss Fairfax: Kindly inform me if a lady should allow her fiance to kiss her all he wishes, an<l if it is proper for her to return the kisses. We are en gaged, but for no set time C. A. B. The rare kiss is the sweetest, think if you set a limit on these tokens of love your lover will prize them nn.r. highly. As for returning them: Don’t be tor. lavish with your evidences of affection. YV hen a clerk in a candy store is per mitted to eat all the candy he or she wants, you know what happens on the third day. there is little you can do Dear Miss Fairfax: I am a young lady, twenty years cf age. and am deeply in love with a young man ten years my senior. 1 see this young man everj- ilaj and know him to speak to. I never add a. conversation with him. as he does not -vein to pay anv attention t 0 me. ANXIOUS. 1 am afraid you have given your heart unsought and must pay the hu miliating penalty. You can't make any advances further than showing a friendly interest by asking him to call. But don’t urge him and assume an in difference you may not feel in extend ing the Invitation. Let him take the next step toward becoming friends, and if he never takes it, try to forget him. YOU ARE OLD ENOUGH. Dear Miss Fairfax: 1 am 23 years old. About seven months ago I made the acquain tance of a young man two years my senior. I have been going with him twice a week until lately. My parents seriously objected to tne ma l i ving him. For his folks are not as high a- we are. I atn deeply in love with him, and he gave me a ring, but vet I am not sure that he really loves me the way I would like him to. He says he does. He is making $25 a week. Do you thing he loves me enough for me to mnrrv him without my folks' con sent and live happily? He has not any bad habits. E. M. E. A woman of 23 who Is courted by i steady, reliable young man of 25. Is >’n position to d. eide for herself, and tie. >• seems everj reason why the deeisli n should be In the lovei’s favor. If h. gets $25 a week and she is trained in ways of economy, it is enough to mt,. - iy on. Perhaps your parents exaggerate ‘ ■ difference in rank. It should nev militate against worth and love.