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THE MAGAZINE PAGE * Hunting a Husband * Ry Virginia Terhune Van DeWater MAYNARD was a handsome 1J in Never had he appeared to , ne- advantage than be did v ning astride his great black with the dainty little gin p.on his saddle-bow. His bare ~s bent over the child, and a at was almost womanly in its s. wa- his lips. With th< ..mid' nee of a I'hiid. Jean had •'ii from the first, and now she •h bling delight fully . h. . lead close against his broad ci: st. her hand still stroking the , ek, wutched the pal:. Sin ,ah of a mother to feel pleated . inn's notice of her baby, and ~ too much of a woman pot to be . I by Maynard’s graceful figure -emo face. After a moment's ii. man turned to her and . me.” he said half-jestiugly, .initten with your fair daugh \\. . tte only neater the same and I—l would gallop off to .; een with her without further Her Compliment. Ti,. ■ow smiled. “And if Jean bad ~ for mankind she would go without protest." she ban- Maynard bowed mockingly. "I , i.i.icome by such a compliment,’ med. Yet Beatrice could see was phased at her speech, neanwhile bad stood on the . .g irding the group with all of a « n .. cox's contempt for things senti- Xnw he interrupt!d the con versation. Sro " he asked of Maynard, "isn't . ar a Lefevre six?" y. - " -aid .Maynard frankly, turning tin as though to another man T . . turn out a pretty good ear, don't you think?” The.' sure do!" agreed Jack enthu .stir-ally. "Those cars can go some I bet!" \ certainly can." assented May ■ Perhaps you’ll let me show you one of these days.'” • little boy's face flushed with joy ii .: ! that’d be fine!" he exclaimed A\, I. member that, then." the mar ■ ni—.l, "By the way," he continued essing Beatrice, his eyes twink- - humorously, "I took Mr. Blanchard .> a- train in my car this morning." That was nice." answered the widow innocently. "But I thought that he isapproved of automobiles." P ul Maynard chuckled boyishly. "I i given him cause to chang. iii- • 1 about them, [ fear," he said. "It's - x mile from Cedar Cliff to the ' -n and we did it in a minute and a Real Painless Dentistry The phrase "Painless Dentistry” at been so long used in advertise ments of dentists who know nothing ' ' i ainless methods that many peo ple. having been victims, have be '• inn extremely skeptical. By the -e of our own invention, VEG-O ZONE (vegetable air) we are en <>>d to perform all operations ab solutely without any* pain at all. own and retain exclusive ighu, for the use of this prepara <n In the South. Are you in need of Dental work and only delay It because you fear the pain? If so. consult one of our peciallsts today. In case you need ■vork h' will tell you In advance ex 't' t’y what It will cost. If you do not. he will be as frank to tell you so. EXAMINATION AND EXPERT ADVICE FREE. Have you been the victim of infe rior dentistry? In r-ase you have had plates made fillings put in and they have ■ med unsatisfactory, come to us nn< remember we give you a writ ten guarantee for 20 year*. PLATES ON TRIAL.’ I o show that we have the utmost •nfidencf t n our “Everxtlck Suc plate we will let you wear your r’ate for thirty days and if you are not perfectly satisfied your money 1 be cheerfully refunded. ROOFLESS PLATES. ' scientifically constructed roof 's plate gives lasting comfort and ■‘faction. Held firmly by suc- Can’t drop. Can not be had • sewhere Shown and deinonst a free. Come here any morning. <ve your old teeth extracted free. , -' home same day with a new set i ’ fits perfectly. -a—frt m mt secrtm 1 till January Ist : OLD CROWNS A BRIDGE WORK X, < SET OF TEETH I .' --Inw 25c to 50c • ■'«. Extraction 85c I Open dally Bto 8: Sunday 10 to 3. 't pointment.s caxr be made by ” n * Main 5329-J. Railroad fan ■ <-: for 15 miles. Whenever you ~ ‘ ’ l .\ e I ,hr ase “Real Painless Den 3try it pays a silent tribute to the Eastern Painless Dentists 38 1-2 Peachtree St. Over Arcade Restaurant. calf flat. | think the old codger held his breath all the way . Hi- was the • olm of stale putty when got to the station. Ho got out al most befo . I',; stopped th. ear. and When he recovered his breath he turn i .•'■round and said: 'Mr. Mayunrd. sum 11 pe.'torniances are positively childish.’ i hen he walked away with the air ot I ' vho burled a thunde bolt." H. S a queer old man." said lii::- tri'-e. laughing in spite of herself Sh thoug.it as she did s\ of her indigna tion oi a wet k ago at I>■ Haynes’ mi < eiitlcisin of he. aged suitoi. Somehow it made a differehce who th.- will was. I les. he's queet," agreed the man. | "Lately he has adopted a boyish get up that is ludiermr. He . eminds me ot a skeleton in kilt And again Bee tri. • laughed. Paul Maynard looked regretfully at bis watch, and swung the little girl gen>ly to the ground. "Good-bye. wee lady." he said, almost gently. "May I come and see you again 7” 'Yes! replied Jean, emphatically. I hat .- tine! he declared, smiling down at her. And Jack don't forget that you and I :t,v to try out the ear! Mi.-, Minor, I ve kept you standing for an unconscionable time, and I've also kept a friend waiting for a s<-t of ten nis for fifteen minutes. May I come again when | can sit down ami have a good talk with you'.'" Beatrice's assent was as cordial a her small daughter's had been. “Dr. Haynes is nice, but he's awfully nice, too." said Jean, wistfully, as she held her mother's hand and watched the graceful figure of the horseman disap pear around the turn in the road. "He’s a corker!" asserted Jack. "He doesn’t talk to tn<- as it 1 wa< a baby .' “1 am glad you like him." said Beat rice softly, as if to herself, as she re turned to hi t sewing with a quickened heart. That afternoon, after Mary had wash ed the luncheon dishes and dressed tin children ami herself, Beat: in- suggest ed that the maid take the little ones over to spend the afternoon with the Robbins youngsters. "It will he a pleasant outing for you. too. Mary." she saiil. When the happy ti io hail taken their departure, Beatriic went into the living room that ojiened by a l-i-ini-h window directly upon a shaded corner of the veranda, and. -eating herselt al the piano, began to play -oftly to her self. She di<l not hear a man’s step outside, and believed herself alone until a shadow falling across the music be fore her made her Start and look up. In the open F’reneh window stood Rob ert Maynard, hat in hand. Robert Maynard Comes. "May I come in'.'" he asked. ’ertainly," replied the widow as she I rose to greet, him, "Sit down in till chair near the window, won't you" I' is cooler at this side of the room." Then, sinking into a chair near him. the hostess looked inquiringly at her gu- st as if waiting for him to give some reason for his presence. She noted that his face was flushed, his eyes heavy, and that he was evidently nervous. “Mrs. Minor." he began, awkwardly, "may I speak to you for a few min utes'.’" "Certainly," Mr. Maynard,” she an swered. coolly. "I—I—•• | 1( . hesitated. “Mrs. Minor— please tell me what has come between us'."' “I scarcely understand what you mean." she answered, looking it him gravely anil steadily. "I scarcely knovv niyself." he began: then, suddenly, to her horror, leaned over and kissed her. Sir sprang to her feet, all her womanhood aroused and resentful: his breath was hot and fetid upon her face, attd bore the tain: which she loathed, the taint of liquor. "I love yon!" hi gasped before she could speak. "I love you madly, wildly! You mean all the world to me! Good Lord! Can’t you -ee that you an break ing my haert? I know I'm not good enough for you, and all that Kind of thing, but I do love you. And I e in’t live without you! I can't!'' The woman's breeding and retincment rose to the occasion, anil she stood straight and calm, with a look on her face that made the man cringe. "You have no tight to tell me this." she said, coldly. "Y'oft have insulted me: have forced me to listen to a dec laration that is revolting to me. com ing as it does from an engaged man"— “I'm not engaged!" he burst forth violently. "How could 1 be w hen you”—- She checked him with a gesture. "If you ate a gentleman you will go now." ■he said, pointing to tin- door. "1 have nothing more to say." When, without another word, ho I id stumblingly -obey ed her. she lied to : i room. and. throwing herself face down ward on her bed. bin st into tears n of rage and of self-pity. LESS BOWEL TROUBLE IN ATLANTA Atlanta p. oph iiav <ouml mil iii.*< \ SINGLE IhiSE m simpi*’ Im. I.in* i, ba’’k. glycerin*', cb . ;is conmoimdcd in Adlei-i-ka. the German appendieir retuedy. i * 'i* v< - • ••iiHtipution. *ni <tmnach <»i gas on Ih" , lomarh IN STANTIA This simpl" mixturn anii s*’ptlcizcs the d’g*’sti\*' organ- and draws off lie impurit'*'s and it is ur piising h*»w (jI l' KLV it helps. (Advt.) DON’T SCRATCH If you only knew how quickly ami eas ily Te.terine cures eczema, even where everything else fails, you wouldn't suffer an I scratch Tetterine Cures Eczema Head what Mrs. Thorn.is Thompson, Clarksville, (la., says: I suffered fifteen years with tor mentinc eczema. Had the best doc tors but nothinq did me any good until I got Tetterine. It cured me. I am so thankful. Illngworm. ground ik.'li. itching idles and Ollier- skin troubles > mid a- readily. I i;. i t.si.i \ Telterilie. 50c at druggists or by mail cul-nTRIfT CO SAVANNAH GA. The Pretty Gowns For Party Affairs 'W.-.. I F ' ’ tot f IM r ' pH , /•/<’ IM i® 1 bil WM Ik -• 19 1 a MB \ «*&■ .. 'A MF ■ ■ & jßb : . ar, F no I JIH Ml i ■ ' ' ' HUI I m n 7 T4l A We I MKI fell ife' . JUBV'MI f m' i ■ Sb/Mt " ws* Do You Know— Th*? latest fa<l *ff tho Viennese l ish ionrtble woman is to bo seen out walk ing’ with a pet dog. the color of whose coat, natural or dypL matches he. own toilet. The Rev. Alfred Waiter, vicar of St. Pauls, Southend. hast allowed neither postmen nor milkmen to come to his door on Sunday for a quarter of a cen tury. ’l’he household cooking is all done on Saturday. An Oklahoma resident has petitioned tlie authorities to have all the street lamps turned out by midnight, alleging that his fowls feast all night on the grasshoppers attracted b\ the electric lights. The hens are drowsy next day and do not lay. Shakespear. produced all his plays with about 15Jh»0 different words; Mil ton’s range coin prised about 8.000, and the < )ld r r< limit is 7..G42. A person of good education seldom ex ceeds 4,000. while many people are limited to about 3no. 'rin deaths in Irish workhouses dur ing rite past year included those of no fewer than seventeen centenarians. < hie of these poisons was stated to b< lie years and another lug years of age. while two hail reached l»»7 and three 106 *x < ars. In Melbourne no Sunday papers ar* permitted, no hotels ai< allowed |o open their bars from midnight on Sal urdax until Monday morning, and an\ on* driving past a place of worship at a faster pact than a walk while serv ice r in progress is liable to be ar rest* d. ’flu Bijou pet dog is likely io retain th* p • •ference of Paris women this winter. in spite of the admiration fell for the English greyhound and the no l'! -1 Hiking wolfhound. Tn the t’hatnp-- Elysees a ladv was seen aecompani* •! by he pet dog. which was wearing In dia ruhb* . boots laced high up the legs, ear protectors. goggles to shield tie ■ \cs thorn cold, nr mud. and a Bagla;* ov.rcoa! lined with thick Tlannei. and p ovided with a pock< *. f. >:n which pio j< cted a iin\ handkerchief with a mon ogi a m. Aceording to a w rit- in a lb* gian ■■ >•■• , abo spends most on ijei d is i.»u**-n \\ i helmina. lb ■ ss bi mis i«* mor. than $20,h00 ■< year. The (b'oian empress comes ip x’. ll* niaje.-tx pays $12,000 for he.* he.iutifid gowns, most of which com. from , London ind Vienna. No ord. , ai. pland in Pa is. Th* queen oi Its .-I < nds an .-diiiest similar amount an nualh *Sh«‘ ha- a we.ikm.s foi costlx lace The oi Russia’s outlay on dr* ss* sis \ y modest. H* ■ > .j< tv wears mostly black dresses. A curious idea anmng the I’urmes*- is that peopl* born oil the same day of the w«ek must not marry ami that if they defy the fat' s their union will be.marked with much ill-luck. To pre vent these disastrous marriages * very girl carries a record of her birthday In her name, each day of the week having a letter belonging to It, and all hildr* n are < ailed by a name which begins with that letter. It is rather hard if the Marys and .Marks of Burma fail In love with each other as in till countr.'. t'nlik* ••du r oriental lam’-, Ih*- young people ale alloAi’d |<* marry as !a< 1• • dictates, sub:* «i only p. jp, bil l hday t * -ti id i*»m Hdre are three pretty qowns desiejneo jesoecially for party affairs. They are I simple in design and easy to make. ; Their very simplicity is their chiefest charm. Advice to the Lovelorn Ry Beatrice Fairfax. DON'T GIVE IT. I ■ear Mi - l''ait f.' 1 am a girl of 17. and ha\> known a young man fm some tiim . I ate ly he talks to me. and has asked me for my photogriph. !!<■ never ask'd im- to go out with him. hut I love him \*• \ much. R. R. A girl's love lor a man i- not ■ oii eient reason why she should gi • him [ her photograph His love id i- i i i • also nece<sar\. 'rhis \ oimg man has p;i. : d you no al- ■ tehtion, and ship to make such a teqm-st ( \ u i you wen iu position to grant i'. ’ , DO YOU LOVE HIM? • Dear Miss Tail fa . I am 19 and (■»■< p;> in |o\ ii h a \oung gei’t'-nian ol the same age. He :nak< s a reasonabls •! | j ary and dre.-scs Ve/\ nr.''.y lf< ha> asked me lo b come engaged | and wains to be niarrnd in .lune. i I have been invited <>ut by s<-vi ini j others, but have refused on m otmi of him. I >id Ido i ig ht ? < PrZZI.ED If you intend to act < | t hi - prop ..- t> >on did right. No engau •<! girl < \ ■. m - j cepted th<- att- niiims of other men. ami • was nappier for it. Hut mde-> \ou lov, • I this man.’ you wrong both In. i and I i yourself by giving trim ail you time and attention : “ Try This Home-Made Cough Remedy 1 |l) Comim I.title. Hi:l Hoeft the Work fl] L" Quickly, or llonr> flefimdcd. jy * I Mix oik* pint of granulated Migar with % pint of warm water, ami -lir for 2 minutes. Put. _’j ounce* oi Pines (titty cents’ worth i in a pint bottle: then add ' the Sugar Syrup. lake a (»• i-pooniul I tvery one. two or three hour-. )on will find ihat this simple rem <*dy takes hold <d a cough nioir quickly I than anvhing else you ever u-ed. I s'i i uliy ends a deep -eated cough in>id 4 . lof 21 hours. Splendid, too. for whoop ing cough, croup, rhe-l pains, bronchi I iis and oil.ir throat troubles. It -liin* i Ulates I lie appetite and i- -lighth tax- I atixe, which helps end u cough. This recipe makes more and Lofier cough sirup than you could buv rc.ply i made for Sg.du. It keeps perfectly and ' tastes pleasantly. Pine\ is the most valuable concen trated compound of Norway white piae extract, and is rich in guaiacol ami al! the natural pine elements which are o * healing to the membranes either prep arations will not work in this formula. J his plan of making cough -xrup with Pinex and sugar syrup for strained ' honey) has proven -o popular through out the United States and Canada that it is often imitated. Put the old. six*, j ' formula has never Iw-en equaled. A guaranty of absolute satisfaction.’ !Or mom-v promptly refunded, gon with I this r<‘ci|M-. \ rair druggist has Pirmx or ‘ will gel JI tor von. If no’, -end to The I j Pinex ( 0., l i. VVaxnc, Jud. I AND HE DID. “Do \ou boii.ve in hypnotism?” lie asxed. as he looked intenth into tier i-i t at brow n cye.w. I must." she ansx.vrtd, with all the l>.a\or\ she could summon. I know that \on are going io kiss me. but I am powerless to protest.’’ ■ um •—i i Mrs. Humphry Ward s I p (( New Story of Love and Wealth || The Mating of Lydia |i has just started in G ood Housekeeping Magazine. Mrs. Wardfs iftsigtyt I into the forces directly influencing character has plpoed her stories among the great successes of the last decajde. It b superb y II in this new Success. ( m of William Ashe.' “Lady Rose’s Daughter ’ artd ' Robert Elsmere.” It I l shows to what great heights and depths loye And,wealth |an ote. | i|| It is a story .that will lay hold upon jevety With! its st eng h H j and charm. I i I ■ it This latest triumph of Mrs. Ward involves the happintjas pf <ne )f n Cumbprlands prettiest girls—Lydia Prrfold. Lord liathcm--the ent- I wnile '“king of the couhtyT—wjantn Lydia, sod himself —whei a mere p accident dhar ges the livies pf both. Ith an engaging roriane, iuii >f d spirit, life, ( love ani “Society.” Your AewpdeaJer has the )l of Good Housekeeping Magazine —it’s just out Asflc fqr it to-day. < lllli II I Housekeeping) , < ie Maoazine WV cents a copA 0 your B/ W . ~ .d§i '.y? .I Ek ■ ■, t TOBTOBIMWIWHf MMMHWWWpmwWI ffiwwwq : - ; ‘ < ’T’k £S XY/kirx.” An Exciting Tale of Love and Adven- 1 lie W Dip f Hre That Grips From Start to Finish By BERTRAND BABCOCK. The Story of the Play of the Same Name Now Running at the Manhattan Opera House, New York. (Copyright, 1912, by Drury Lane Com pany ot America, by arrangement with Arthur Collins, managing director of the Drury Lane Theater of London. Quite sweet of them!” went <»n the woman. ‘But it was T who should have been with you It was 1115 right, my duty, given me by your love. What should 1 have done if anything had happened if I had been left alone?” She touched his shoulder with the lightest of pressure, yet it was exceed ingly repugnant to him and he squirmed in his seat, ftnall} arising “Nonsense! You’ve plenty of friends, Nora.” he exclaimed, annoyed. “Friends?” she responded in a peculiar inflection. “Yes.'’ he went on, hurriedly, but still 1 irmly. “You always had before we met, and will again after—” Even he could not yet finish the sentence. ‘After -what?” she asked, leaning far over toward him. Brancaster took a deep baeath and nerved himself. “After you’ve forgotten my existence,” he said. “Friends who'll amuse you for the day, entertain you. invite you here and there, for this race week, or that season, as I did." “Did?” she asked, repeating rhe past tense meaningly. “Yes,” went on Brancaster, affecting not to notice. “When you were tired with town an«l wanted rest and quiet in the country.” The woman s voice now became low, intense, and full of sinister threat. “Was that quite the spirit of your in vitations, your letters- your protesta tions” the asked quietly. Brancaster shrugged his shoulders. “Oh. w’ell surely -no midsummer mad ness is expected to live through an au tumn,” he said firmly. The woman was now on her feet, and 1 quite eloso to him. while her eyes fairly blazed into his. “What are you trying to tell me, Hu bert''” she. demanded. “Th.at that when a man has been as near to death as I have,” he continued, “he learns to look at life differently— more clearly—and- ” ; She broke in with: “Stuff! ‘When the devil was sick, the devil a saint would be!’ You’ve a fit of the dismals—and I don’t wonder- after a month of prunes and prisma in a place like this! Come back to the Rievers — we'll ask some cheery people down to stay .con’ll bo yourself again.” ”1 am not coming back to rhe Rie vers,” he said, shortly. “Eh? Well, it is gloom\ Much Jollier to meet again in town. “No,” he said. “Then where?” “Nowhere.” he replied. “We can 1 meet again at all.” “Cant.’ Why?” she asked, ready for the clash. “All that’s over. Nora,” he said “I’m sorry, but it's best to say it out. I’ve determined between us this today Is ‘good-bye!’ ” “Do you forget that you asked me to be your wife?” she said That was before— ” he began, and paused. Before a pack of lies were published, in the papers,’ she finished for him: “In nuendoes-suspicions that I was never called to answer—that were only half believed because- because—you know how defenseless a woman is—nothing was proved? Did I ever deceive you about myself” T told you everything-” “Everything?” “Yes.” "I am sorry," he said, "but I do not lemember the statements J read about you last week, you did not explain. I remember no explanation from you." 'You do not remember many things that happened before your accident—as Sir Andrew said,” she replied. Some trifles—certainly,” he responded. "Trifles!" she exclaimed. "You forgc-l that you confirmed your promise to me Hubert, whatever the world says of me. thinks of me, you were different. I told you an. y ou knew— and understood Shan t we walk down the old paths to gether again .’ Won't you lead me to the new life, the hope you promised?" "Nora, forgive, me,” said Brancaster, in •Jeep agilation, "but. whatever I promised 1 did not then know” But the woman interrupted savagely: Chat you'd meet Di Sartoris, a chit of a girl simpering over a sick man, and fall in love with her!” "That nas nothing to do with it" It, said, resentful, that lauiy Diana s name had been brought into it. "It has everything,” she asserted. "Very well. then, have it your own way," he said. "If Ive been a fool—l’ll stop in time. There's the truth—and that; Is—Good-bye." Beverley', Note. I'o the relief of Brancaster a eervgne entered ahd gave him a note which he ■saw at once had been written by Bev erley I was to ask your lordship, to read tv. at oni-e." the servant said and withdrew YV ith a muttered apology Brancaster tore open the envelope, and then, having partially read the note, looked keenly at Mrs. D'Aquila. "About me?” she asked. "Yes,” he answered. Pray read It," she said, with a shrug of indifference. Brancaster read aloud: “I do not wish to .seem personally die courteous to your guest, and I am verx sensible of the consideration due to the leellngs of a woman, but I trust her visit today will be a short one. and I must ask you to let her understand, with as little offense as may be, that now you are re covered, her visits here must cease. I hoped her own common sense would have prompted her not to call again, but since she has you must make it clear that 1 can not receive a ladj' whose exact posi • tion and relation to yourself I can not ex plain to my granddaughter Di.” Continued In Next laaue.