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TOE OEOBCA4WS MAGAZIHE PAGE The Impatience of Love By BEATPICE FAIRFAX. A YOUNG nir.ii who sign himself Eddie writes that he fell in love with a gill of a station a little lower than his own, and that because <f the interference of his sisters a quarrel followed, and now the girl h- lot. - ti "such distraction the um it. nt\ i driving him tn fuses to speak to him. Cm- of the traf Not Ing is more serious at the tltni th.-ci a lovers' quarrel, and there i- little in lif< that leaves a deeper pang for futurt memori "There is no sweetness in 10ve..-- quarrels that comp, t.s.-itcs tin -dim..' “What shall 1 tin?" writes I m. I am awaiting your answ. ■ .-t.. v-<! man waits for food." You who have pa--- I it period ot life which might I' lim-d as ti. .p --py time of delusion" w 11' < I aim that Eddie exaggerates his condition. How ever, there is proof in history and Ac tion, in poetry and prose, that h< doesn't exaggerate his I clii.a otic jot. A starving man doesn't wait sot food in greater agony of apprehension . to. distress. This is the difl'erenet : A stun mg man rfill make . very efiort to get food. A man in love, stupid biunderet that he is. will sit back and lament. And more times that, an told some other man runs away with the girl lie loves because of his lackadaisical altitude. Aly advice to Eddie is that In forget thire is such a tiling as a differ* nee in stations in life. It is a foolish distinc tion recognized only by toe narrow minded. If tile girl loves him and he loves her. and tis-y ale both honest anti sincere in their Imo. the recognition of such a bar to tin ir happiness denotes- a p tty mind. Go to her with your heart in your hand. If Shi reject: your offering, go Again and again. You write that tin girl has told you she loves you. Keep that consoling little confession befor your eyes If she refuses you twice seven times. Refusals may he humiliating, but the humiliation is good for you. 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An Exciting I ale of Love and Adven- irri Tp YT t T t t T)> > The Story of the Play of the Same Name Now lure 1 hat Grips h rom Start to Finish 1 ±IXI/ VV 111-L Punning at the Manhattan Opera House, New York 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.) TOD A V S IN ST A L LME NT CHAPTER VII. The Course of Lambert’s Love Anything But Smooth. Across the meadows and through Bev ♦•rlo\ wood. Harry Anson, The Whip’s jockey, followed his sister. The manner of Ihe girl was furtive and occasionally she looked bark as though she suspected she was bring followed. At such times Harry, in the dusk of the evening, took advantage of whatever cover there was So Myrtle, without being more than half-conscious of another’s Household Hints Apple butter is one of the most wlndi-sotm things h child cun eat, the dietitians say. strange to tell, nearly nil normal children adore apples. Ap ples pared, boiled and pressed through a colander can.be canned this \fiij with very little sugar and are always easily kept mil ready for making into apple butter. To make overshoes last, never place them near a tire while damp, as the heat will crack and contract them. If they arc cut, mend them with a piece of thin rubber on the inside witli a lit tle glue used for bicycle tiros. When they begin to look old and rusty, they maj be restored to the original black by applying a little vaseline or sweet oil with a llannel cloth. Always keep them lit 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 Hour and water dries on the table, or even when the coffee pot be comes discolored, instead of scraping, s.ciking. brushing or boiling, use a square of sandpaper, coarse or fine as the case may require, and in a few mo ments any persistent matter will be as suce, ssfuily removed as by any other method and with a great saving of time and labor. § < The Manicure Lady By 'William /■’. Kirk / GORGE." said th,- Manlcur. I -w- Lady, "do you know something’.’ 1 think that brother Wilfred i going to be a bug for fair. I always defended him when tile old gent culled him a loon, but now I know that I showed kind of bad judgment. The old gent was right.” " What’s the matter with brothel now?” asked the He.id 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 podtty that he ever read, but I can’t see It with a spyglass. There is a lot of Urns in it that I can’t understand, ami 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, ami this Whitman feller Is nil the time making me say, ’Am I crazy, or him.” Listen to this of Ids, George. (let this: " I hear a little brown bird singing in the swamp; ” I look up at the stars. 1 see the moon; I ask about my soul Sing on, little brown bird, sing on, bashful and tender.’ ’ I ain’t sure if I have got the words just right, George, but it was something like that, anyhow . Oo you think that is regular poetry ?” • "It don’t rhy tm very good. ’ said the Head Barber, judi< ially Poetry ought to begin every line with a capital let ter and end every line with some kind ,ol a rhyme, kiddo -some kind of a rhyme. There is a awful lot of poems ir 1 . .... ■. /f presence, finally arrived in the Italian s garden that stretched and sloped away from Falconhurst to the south. Now, he < thought, he would find out to whom Myr- f tie had been giving news of the racers in the Beverley stables. But in bls haste t V 1 enter the garden, toft, and conceal him- t self, he stumbled over a small rosebush, whose small branches had needed trlmr ming by the gardener. j With a shudder Myrtle turned and saw him. Hut, nevertheless, with the strategy t of a woman, she at once put him on the s defensive. t "Harry, what are you doing here?” she 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 1 gotten out about the horses. Who talks?” “I don’t know," said Myrtle, sullenly. 1 "I do.” returned Harry. "A girl. Who for? Some one who’s made a fool of her. Hut I'll find the blackguard out, and when | I do”— < >n bis way to the library, where he had an engagement with Lord Beverley, Toni Lambert, the trainer, came into the gar den at this moment, and the furious 1 sense of Harry at once jumped to the same conclusion which had been troubling I Mrs Beamish. Instantly the boy walked up to the portly but sturdy elder man and 1 shook his fist under Lambert’s nose. , 'Til stand no wrong—not with my sis ter,” be blustered. "Young idiot." returned Lambert, sav , agely aw,ire that the world seemed in conspiracy with Mrs. Beamish. "Perhaps," exclaimed Harry; "but I’m not a blackguard.” i 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 Lambert, rais ( inglils cane. “I’ve found the stable mouse. Mr. lam -1 bert," went on Harry, rage blinding his 1 eyes and Judgment alike. "Some one tells Myrtle stable secrets for her to send outside. And why does she do it? Won’t f a girl do anything for a man when he’s i fooled her, got her under bls thumb?” Lambert could stand nothing more, and , he seized the boy b.v the shoulder, shak ing him savagely while he raised his stick ' for chastisement. Quickly Mrs. Beamish interposed, re leased Harry and walked between them j much as a referee might have done in s the prize ring. "If you’d only heard what ho said.” s panted Lambert, ready to take advantage r of the slightest opening between the two ■ men that Mrs. Beamish might leave. I "1 did." she returned in her dry tone of you just spieled to pie has all thp oth ’ ers lashed to the mast. I 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. Tlte lily of the valley Is waving o’er her brow, And so 1 am sad and lonely And w.cping all tile day l-’or dark-eyed, laughing little Nell (it Narragansett Bay.’" ”1 think that is kind of good poetry, I George." admitted the Manicure Lady, i I "but give me this one every time: i “ ’Two drummers sat at dinner in a grand hotel one day. I While dining they was chatting in a friendly sort of way. . And when a pretty waitress brought them a tray of food They looked at her familiarly, in a manner somewhat rude. , At first she did not notice them, or give them the least reply Till one i emark was made that brought tlie teardrops to her eye Then facing her tormenters. her cheeks now burning red, She looked a perfect picture as ap pealingly she said: . CHORI’S. "My mother was a lady ’’’ “You ain’t going to toll me that is real poetry,” Interrupted the Head Bar ber. "It’s better than the one you was singing about Narragansett Bay I” de -1 dared the Manicure Lady "But they ' are bath *vme poems, ain’t they, 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. "1 certainly hoped you knew 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,” 1 Up-to-Date Jokes Gertie—l wish you to know that I don’t stand on trifles. Helen (glancing at her feet) —N.o. dear; 1 see you doh’t. Freddie—lt’s always in damp places that mushrooms grow, isn’t it, papa? Papa—Yes, my boy. Freddie—ls that the reason they look like umbrellas? Insurance Examiner—And what did you say your grandmother died of? Feminine Risk—l can’t just remem ber; but I’m sure it wasn’t anything serious. "Algy, dear," she murmured, "I should be happy’ if I could walk through life hand in hand with you; but—” "But what, dearest?’ "But I should be happier if 1 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?” Warlngton: "Old Closeflst. Whenever there 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.” “J s'opse ye have, mister,” admitted Dismal Dawson; "but the difficulty with me is that 1 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 the youngster accounts of the wonders he had experienced, especially in the way of climate. Said he; "I remember when we were in Fy zardutn we used to toast our bread in the sun. and” Youngster (interrupting)—“Yes, I know; and you were supplied with corckserews to draw your breath!" A coster and his bride stood before the rector of the “red church” in Beth nal Gteen, 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 muse, the coster intervened: "Go on. guv'nor! I can make ’er'." The Baboo English of India is usual ly commercial, but recently a Baboo lawyer offered a fine example in the defense of a woman client. "My learned friend, with mere wind from a teapot, thinks to browbeat me from my legs,” he asserted. “I only seek.” he continued, earnestly, “to place my bone of contention clearly in your honors eye." "I hear you have got a new baby. Wiggins," said the 'squire to his gar dener "What arc you going to call him? Not some high-flown name that will make him ridiculous in after life, I hope?" "O no, sir." replied Wiggills. If it’s not a liberty, sir, we thought of calling him plain James —after you. 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 to the girl,” re turned Mrs. Beamish coldly and haugh tily. "There was something wrong with tlie boy,” explained Lambert. "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 look sharp you’ll find yourself the central figure in a big breAch of promise suit. And ship’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 Greville Sartoris. There was a certain kinship of spirit between the two. Sartoris was cool and incisive—so was the woman. Sartoris had not hesitated at much to gain his small sporting ends; neither would 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 die that night or he might begin to mend. Once his recovery began —if begin it did—it w’ould 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 knocks a bit out of the memory,” And now Mrs. D’Aquila sat thinking over his words, as she had just come from the chamber of Brancaster, while Sartoris, equally thoughtful, smoked his CASTOR IA For Infants and Children. 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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 tost my chance.” He started. “Brancaster's 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?” “Brancaster's.” "Rats." “Fact." "He’d really’ have married you?" “He would.” "Rubbish—l 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 and Burne-Jones. I 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 draws and he paint, and, like most men, he is chivalrous; like most gentlemen, he is generous. 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Name street ? I City State < > < i Name...,, street < I State J Los Angeles Examiner LOS ANGELES, CALIFORNIA Advice to the Lovelorn By BEATRICE FAIRFAX. HAVE MORE FAITH. Dear Miss Fairfax: I know a nice young man. I like him very much. He acted very nice to me and always made me think lie liked me. Some time ago he let the city, and has been writing to me. The other night I met one of his old chums, who told me that he was corresponding with ' Severn other girls. PEARL He is not engaged to you. and has , right to correspond with other glrb though such inclination does not do hi- • credit. But you do not know that he doe:' Don't believe every michievous repo:- you hear. If you do, you will find yon self friendless. ’ v WRITE AGAIN. Dear Miss Fairfax: I am 17 years of age, and on my vacation last year I met a girl wlm lives in the city, whom I liked v. : . much. When J was going awav she gave me her address and asked me to write to her.' which I did. and received an answer. Then I wrote another letter to her and received no answer. Kindly advise m whether I should write to her again, G. L. L. Write again, certainly. Perhaps youi letter to her miscarried, .or you nii'sse. her reply. But if you receive no reply to this third letter, take the hint lm r silence gives, and write no more. HAVE A LITTLE FAITH. Dear Miss Fairfax: I am 25 years old and in love with a young nian of the same age. IL has declared his love for me, and T love him very dearly, but I'm nm free to marry just now. He savs he will wait until 1 am free to mar ry, as he feels that he can not lit. without me. but I know he has .other women friends on whom he calls. ■ When I tell him of these women he will say: "Weil, it's all for fun. 1 love just you." JENNIE. Your lack of faith in him will finaili make him fickle. Why not trust him? If he know* you do not believe him, he will lose q ambition to be worthy of you. LIGHT RUNNING TRAOk MARK REGISTERED Not sold under any other name. 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