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The Impatience
of Love
By BEATRICE FAIRFAX.
\ YOUNG man who signs himself
Eddie writes that he fell in love
with a girl of a station a little
v >r than his own. and that because of
. interference of his sisters a quarrel
i , ; ,.wed, and now the girl he loves to
"cuch distraction the uncertainty is
di.ving him mad” refuses to speak to
Id in.
One of the tragedies of love! Noth
'ng is more serious at the time than a
levers' quarrel, and there is little in life
• i ii leaves a deeper pang for future
memory.
There is no sweetness in lovers’
quarrels that compensates the sting.”
What shall 1 do?” writes’Eddie. "I
.i waiting your answer as a starved
mu waits for food."
You who have passed that period of
i. which might be defined as the "hap
iline of delusion” will claim that
j.iu exaggerates his condition. Hou
, r. there is proof in history and fic
in poetry and prose, that he
~ -n't exaggerate his feelings one jot.
curving man doesn't wait for food
i, v • -liter agony of apprehension and
distress.
This is the difference: A starving
will make every effort to get food.
A man in love, stupid blunderer that
is. will sit back and lament. And
m<ir<- times than are told some other
ii runs away with the girl he loves
ius> of his lackadaisical attitude.
advivi to Eddie is that he forget
. is .such a thing difference in
Hinns in life. It is a foolish distinc
. i recognized only by the narrow
, . -d. If the girl loves him and he
1..-S n.-i. and they are both honest and
.-. ;; in their love, the recognition of
.i bar to their happiness denotes a
I t:\ mind.
ijo to her with your heart in your
, If she rejects your offering, go
. .in uni again. You write that the
L.s told you she loves you. Keep
■onscling little confession before
ir eyes if she refuses you twice
ii times
i; : isals may be humiliating, but the
amiliation is good for you. Every man
ii.-idi a better man if the woman who
ims him .administers an occasional
tr. liment.
Perhaps you have shown her you
thought your station in life above hers,
i' c-t Is the case. I hope she will re
run often enough to convince you
she Is on a plane so much higher
han you it will take humbleness and
> evotioh on your part all your life to
i .ike lier forget it.
W.iSte no more time in mournful let
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.! I (Copyright, 1912, by Drury Lane Com-
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' TODAY’S INSTALLMENT
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~ CHAPTER VII.
! The Course of Lambert's Uove Anything
But Smooth.
t* Across the meadows and through Bev- ,
I erley wood. Harry Anson, The Whip's
p | jockey, followed his sister. The manner <
nj of the girl was furtive and occasionally
1 she looked back as though she suspected .
j I she was being followed. ;
At such times Harry, in the dusk of the
i evening, took advantage of whatever
: | cover there was. So Myrtle, without being
'• ( more than half-conscious of another's
j i 7
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1
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. < wholesome things a child can eat, the
I dietitians say. Strange to tell, nearly
| all normal children adore apples. Ap- ,
pies pared, boiled and pressed through
a colander can be canned this way with
very little sugar and are always easily
kept and ready for making into apple
butter.
To make overshoes last, never place
them near a fire while damp, as the
heat will crack and contract them. If
they are cut, mend them with a piece
of thin rubber on the inside with a lit
tle glue used for bicycle tires. When
they begin to look old and rusty, they
may be restored to the original black
by applying a little vaseline or sweet
oil with a flannel cloth. Always keep
them in a. cool, dry place, and when
traveling, in a cloth bag lined with gum
tissue or wrapped in a piece of thin
rubber.
A box tilled with small squares of
sandpaper is a great labor-saver in a
kitchen. When eggs stick to cups,
macaroni to the baking dish; when
vegetables or meat burn on the kettle,
when flour at.d water dries on the
table, or even when the coffee pot be
comes discolored, instead of scraping,
soaking, brushing or boiling, use a
square of sandpaper, coarse or tine as
the case may require, and in a few mo
ments any persistent matter will be as
successfully removed as by any other
method and witli a great saving of time
ami labor. •
The Manicure Lady
By William F. Ktrk
, r-tEORGE," suid the Manicure
I Lady, “do you know something?
* I think that brother Wilfred is
going to be a bug for fair. I always
defended him when the old gent called
him a -loon, but now 1 know -that I
showed kind of bad judgment. The old
gent was right.”
■What’s the matter with brother
now?” asked the Head Barber.
"Oh. he brought home a poetry book
last night.” replied the Manicure Lady
-It was wrote by a gent named Whit
man-Mister Walt Whitman. Wilfred
says that It is the grandest poetry that
he ever read, but 1 can’t see it w ith a
spyglass. There is a lot of lines Ini
it that I can’t understand, and as long
as I can understand everything Mister
Shakespeare ever wrote, 1 think I will
stick to him. He never had nobody
scratching their heads much and this ‘
Whitman feller is all the time making j
me say, 'Am I crazy, or him?’ Listen
to this of his, George. Get this:
■ I hear a little brown bird singing in
the swamp:”
I look up at the stars. I see the moon.
I ask about my soul.
' Sing on, little brown bird, sing bn,
bashful and tender.’
1 ain't sure if I have got the words
just right, George, hut it was something
, like that, anyhow Do you think that is
' regale r poetry ?"
"It don’t rhyme very good," said the
I Head Barber, judicially "Poetry ought
- to begin every line with a capital let
’ ter and end every line with some kind
of a rhyme, kiddo —some kind of a
I rhyme. There Is a awful lot of poems
I that is hard to understand, hut that one
’ gjjgjgg;, gig 4 .
presence, finally arrived in the Italian
garden that stretched and sloped away
from Falconhurat to the south. Now, he
thought, he would find out to whom Myr
tle had been giving news of the racers
in the Beverley stables. But in his haste
to enter the garden, too, and conceal him
self, he stumbled over a small rosebush,
whose small branches had needed trim
ming by the gardener.
With a shudder Myrtle turned and saw
him. But. nevertheless, with the strategy
of a woman, she at once put him on the
defensive.
“Harry, what are you doing h«re’“ sh<
demanded.
Harry explained that Lord Beverley had
sent for him, as he had. But in turn he
asked:
Accuses His Sister.
“What are you doing here? I’ve seen
you come slinking along this many a time.
Some one’s been talking Things have
gotten out about the horses. Who talks?”
I don't know." said Myrtle, sullenly.
“I do," returned Harry. “A girl. Who
for? Some one who’s made a fool of her.
But I'll find the blackguard out. and when
I do”
On his way to the library, where he had
an engagement with Lord Beverley. Tom
Lambert, the trainer, came into the gar
den at this moment, and the furious
sense of Harry at once jumped to the
same conclusion which had been troubling
Mrs Beamish. Instantly the boy walked
up to the portly but sturdy elder man and
shook his fist under Lambert's nose.
“I’ll stand no wrong not with my sis
ter," he blustered
“Young idiot." returned Lambert, sav
agely aware that <the world seemed in
conspiracy with Mrs. Beamish
“Perhaps," exclaimed Harry; “but I'm
not a blackguard.”
Mrs. Beamish came slowly toward the
castle and then stopped abruptly as she
heard their heated words. /
“For tuppence I d put my stick around
you." shouted the furious rais
ing his cane.
“I've found the stable mouse, Mr. Lam
bert," went on Harry, rage blinding his
eyes and judgment alike. “Some one
tolls Myrtle stable secrets for her to semi
outside. And why does she do it? Won’t
a girl do anything for a man when he’s
fooled her, got her under his thumb?’’
Lambert could stand nothing more, ami
he seized the boy by the shoulder, shak
ing him savagely while he raised his stick
for chastisement.
Quickly Mrs. Beamish interposed, re
leased Harry and walked between them
much as a referee might have done in
the prize ring
“If you'd only heard what he said,”
panted Lambert, ready to take advantage
of the slightest opening between the two
men that Mrs. Beamish might leave.
I “I did,’ she returned in her dry tone of
you just spieled to me has all the oth
ers lashed to the mast. 1 never heard
such truck. Why couldn't this fellow
Whitman have wrote something like
this one that I am going to spring on
you?
" I had a dear companion.
But she’s not with me now.
The lily of the valley
Is waving o’er her brow.
And so I am sad and lonely
And weeping all the day
For dark-eyed, laughing little Nell
Os Narragansett Bay.’"
"1 think that is kind of good poetry.
George." admitted the Manicure Lady,
j “but give me this one every time:
“ Two drummers sat at dinner in a
grand, hotel one day.
While dining they was chatting in a
friendly sort of wav
■ And when a pretty waitress brought
them a tray of food
1 They looked at her familiarly, in a
manner somewhat rude.
At first she did not notice them, or
give th<m the least reply
Till one remark was made that brought
the teardrops to her eye
Then facing her tormenters. her cheeks
now burning red,
She looked a perfect picture as ap
peallngly she said:
CHORI’S
My mother was a lady "
"You ain’t going so tell me that is
teal poetry,” interrupted th" Head Bat
her.
"It’s better than the one you was
singing about Narragansett Bay!” de
clared the Manicure Lady "But they
are both some poems, ain't they.
George ?’'
suspicion. “He has my sympathy."
The fight left the spirit of Lambert at
once. This woman whom he loved was
forever suspecting him groundlessly.
“You think I'd go courting a girl that
age?” he said mournfully to his elderly
flame.
Mrs. Beamish smiled bitterly.
“I certainly hoped you knevi better at
your age,” she snapped.
Then, with an abrupt resumption of
that dignity which became her so well,
she sent Myrtle back to the Anson cot
tage and Harry to see Lord Beverley.
“And when you get back to the stable.”
Up-to-Date Jokes
Gertie —1 wish you to know that I
don’t stand on trifles.
Helen (glancing at her feet) No,
dear: I see you don’t.
Freddie—lt's always in damp places
that mushrooms grow, isn't it, papa?
Papa—Yes, my boy.
Freddie —Is that the reason they look
like umbrellas?
insurance Examiner —And what did
you say your grandmother died of?
Feminine Risk—l <an't just remem
ber; but I'm sure it wasn’t anything
serious.
Algy, dear,” she murmured, “1 should
be happy if I could walk through life
hand in hand with you; but--”
’But what, dearest?’
“But 1 should be happier if I could
ride."
Professor of Chemistry—ls anything
should go wrong in this experiment we
and the laboratory with us might be
blown sky-high! Come closer, gentle
men, so that you may be better able
to follow me.
Pendennis: “Who is the meanest man
you know?”
Warington: "Old Closefist. Whenever
tliere is a crowd at the railway book
ing office, he always gets on the out
side, so as to be the last to part with
his money.’’
“There is no occasion for you to
envy me,” said the prosperous person.
"I have as many troubles as you.”
“I s’opse ye have, mister,” admitted
Dismal Dawson; “but the difficulty with
me is that I ain’t got anything else.”
“Adolphus, dear,” said she, tenderly
pushing him from her. as the moon
light flooded the bay window where
they were standing. “I think you had
better try some other hair producer—
your upper lip tastes like turpentine.”
The old soldier was again giving th*
youngster accounts of the wonders he
had experienced, especially in the way
of climate. Said he:
“I remember when we were in Fy
zardum we used to toast our bread in
the sun. and”——
Youngster (interrupting)—“Yes, I
know; and you were supplied with
eorckst rew« to draw your breath!"
A coster and his bride stood before
the rector of the “red church’’ in Beth
nal Green. London, mutually plighting
their troth in marriage.
The bride hesitated to repeat the
phrase “and obey."
“You must say it,” said the clergy
man.
After a moment's pause, the coster
intervened: Go on, guvnor’. I can
make ’er!"
The Baboo English of India is usual
ly commercial, but recently a Baboo
law.vej ort’eH-d a tine exan p - in the
defense us a woman client.
“My learm-d friend, with mere wind
from a teapot, thinks to browbeat me
from my legs." be asse’ted. “1 only
seek.” fie continued, earnestly, “to
place my bone of contention clearly In
yoin- honor’s »*v**.“
“I hea: you have got a new baby,
Wiggins." said the squire to his gar
dener. “What are you going tn call
him” Not some high-flown name that
w ill make him ridiculous in after life, I
hope?"
“Oh. no, sit,’ replied Wiggins. ‘lt
it s not a llbp’ty, sir, we thought of
calling him plain Janies—after you,
si r."
Lambert could not resist calling after
Harry, “you know what’s waiting for
you.”
Mrs. Beamish Predicts.
“Coward!” sputtered Mrs Beamish,
when they were once more alone.
“Cat!" retorted the outraged trainer.
“Only a woman would believe a lot of
gossip like that."
“I’ve seen you talking 10 the girl." re
turned Mrs. Beamish coldlx and haugh
tily.
“There was something wrong with the
boy," explained Uunbert.
“Now we know what it is," came from
her
“Well, I will be—” began Lambert.
“You certainly will be if you don’t re
form at once.” she said tartly, as she
gathered her skirts carefully about her,
ready to leave him with all the scorn at
; the command of fluttering petticoats.
“And you’ll get into all sorts of difficul
ties. If you don’t lock sharji you’ll find
yourself the central figure in a big breach
of promise suit. And she’ll get big dam
ages— Serve you right you old fool!”
And then she was gone, leaving Lambert
assassinating several rare shrubs with his
cane
CHAPTER VIII.
What Was Planned In the Italian Garden.
Alone In the Italian garden were Mrs.
D’Aquila and Captain Grevflie Sartoris.
| There was a certain kinship nf spirit ,
1 between die two. Sartoris was cool and ‘
incisive—so was the woman. Sartoris had !
not hesitated at much to gain his small
sporting ends; neither woulil she He was
now on the point of anything criminal
that would advance his pocketbook; so
would she be. Added to this, they had
known one another intimately in London
in a certain society in which Mrs.
D’Aquila was now at home, and which
' Sartoris sought occasionally.
. They had heard the verdict of the con- '
, sultation of surgeons and physicians as it
was presented to them by Sir Andrew
Beck.
An operation would do no good. Bran
caster might rile that night or he might
begin to mend, once his recovery began
1 —if begin it did It would be very rapid. |
Much of the immediate past would be as
' nothing to him. Probably he. would not
remember anything about, his accident.
“An Injury to the brain such as he has
received," Sir Andrew had said “often
1 knocks a bit out of the memory.”
And now Mrs. D’Aquila sal thinking
over his words, as she had just come
1 from the chamber of Brancaster, while
■ Sartoris, equally thoughtful, smoked his
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strong and perpetual cigarettes at her j
side. Finally the woman raised her eyes,
broodingly, to his thoughtful face, as they
sat together on a stone bench.
“Greville." she said, somberly, “I have
lost my chance."
He started.
“Brancaster 9 Widow?”
“Eh. Nora, what's that?” he asked.
"I have lost my chance —of becoming
—a first-class widow," she said, in dead
ly calm tones.
“Whose”"
“Rats."
“Fact.”
“He’d really have married you?”
“He would.”
“Rubbish I beg* your pardon
“Certainly.” went on the woman. "You
don't understand Brancaster. He’s a 'pre'
something or other. That's where I come |
In. I'm long and I'm lank—he calls it
esthetic. I dye my hair puce he calls it
Titian ami Burne-Jones. 1 can pant and
whisper at the piano under a pink lamp
shade, with the soft pedals down, while
I look unutterable yearnings into space.
I can babble second-hand philosophy
French philosophy in the moonlight He
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he is <‘hlvalrous. like most gentlemen, he
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Advice to the
Lovelorn
By BEATRICE FAIRFAX.
HAVE MORE FAI.TH.
Ilnar Miss Fairfax:
I knew a nice young man. 1 like
him very much. He acted very nice
to i>i“ and always made me think
he liked me. Some time ago he left
the city, and has been writing to
me. The other night I met one of
his old enums, who told me that lie
was corresponding with several
ol'net gills. PEARL.
He is not engaged to you, and has a
iirnf to correspond with other girls,
I though such inclination does not do him
credit.
But you do not know that he does’
> Don't believe every mlehievou» report
you hear. If you do, you will find your
self friendlest.
WRITE AGAIN.
Deal Miss Fairfax:
I am 17 y,-ars of age, and on my
\ .cation las- year I met a girl whlS
lives io th. . Ity. whom I liked very
mu 'h. When I was going aw»y
she gave me her address and asked
me to write to her, which 1 did, and
received an ans wet. Then I wrote ,
anothei letter to her and received
no answer. Kindly advise mo
whether I should write to her again.
G. L. L.
Write again, certainly. Perhaps yout
letter to het miscarried, or you missed
het reply. But if you receive no reply
to this third letter, take the hint her
silence gives, and write no more.
HAVE A LITTLE FAITH.
Dear Miss Fairfax:
I am 25 years old and in love with
a young man of the same age. He
has declared Ills love for me, and 1
love him very dearly, but I’m not
free to marry just now. He says
i he will wait until 1 tint free to mar
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without me, but 1 know he has’
other women friends on wituin he
calls. When I tell him of they,
women he will say; "Well, it's all
for fun. I love hist you."
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Yom lack of faith tn him will finally
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