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THE OrEOBaiAN’S MAGAZINE PAGE 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. 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The picture at the right shows him on his way to dinner— made of bananas, corks, and i his hat brim from an apple. i An Exciting Tale of Love and Adven- 4 rpy y y-p yt y y T)V Die Story of the Play of the Same Name Now • I ture That Grips From Start to Finish 1 ITJIL Willi Running at the Manhattan Opera House, New York d- By Bertrand Babcock. .! I (Copyright, 1912, by Drury Lane Com- I pany of America, by arrangement with Arthur Collins, managing director of the Drury Lane theater of London.) ' TODAY’S INSTALLMENT [) ~ 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 Household Hints — 1 Apple butter is one of the most . < 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 I CASTOR IA For Infants and Children. The Kind You Have Always Bought 1 Bears the XTlf Z/f’Tz y Signature of JELLICO LUMP $4.75 . PIEDMONT COAL CO. Both Phones K. 3641 —e—i 1 ECZEMA SUFFERERS Read what I. S Glidden, Tampa, Ela , Maya. It proves that Tetterine Cures Eczema For seven ycats I had eczema on my ankle. I tried many remedies and nu merous doctors. I tried Tetterine and after eight weeks am entirely free from the terrible eczema. Tetterine will do as much for others. Jt cures eczema, ♦»»tter, erysipelas ami > other skin trouble* It cures to stay cured. Get it loda\ Tetterine 50c at drugglits or by mail. SHUPTRINE CO.. SAVANNAH. 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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 drawn and he paint, and, like most men, he is <‘hlvalrous. like most gentlemen, he •is generous. He thinks I have been rnis ■ understood and harshly judged. I'm cer- I tain that if some day I got him in the right mood, in tears and a teagown, with ! my hair down and a landanum bottle on , the mantelpiece, you know—why. one day it was as near as this." Continued In Next Issue 1 ‘ '7 ’T' ” || [ U Southern California affords more opportunities than any other area in the wcyld. WHY? Because it has proven its , | possibilities in a thousand ways. The pioneer work is done. The chances to follow proven lines are unlimited. 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This epeelnl edition will be mailed to any nddresn in the United State® ■ I or Mexico for Fifteen Cents per copy As the edition Is limited, and so as not to disnppolnt anyone, an early ||| i ( tequMt with remittance is desirable Remember that some oif your friend® • may not see thl* announcement. T’ae the caupon bwlow and eee that they i ' ret < copy. | .—- < Los Angeles “Examiner,” Los Angeles. Cal enclosed please find cents, for which you will II ’ S pleaae bend the Ninth Anniversary number of your paper to II < the following names.* I j Naiiie., 3ireet < City Slate 3 i! I : I ’ i j, [5' ,tT Btate jj- —— -- | i i Los Angeles Examiner i| i LOS ANGELES, CALIFORNIA ; I ♦ 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. 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