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THE GEO MAGAZINE PAGE * Little Bobbie’s Pa < By William F. Kirk L HUSBAND, sed Ma, I need A new set of furs for this Winter. The geese is flying southerly. Ma sed, u ich is a sine that it is going to be a long, hard winter. What is the matter with the furs you wear last winter, sod Pa. I thought thay looked mitey swell. Thay are mltey swell yet, sed Ma. all except the neck piece. It IsenJ Idg enurt any moat-. Thay are waxing neck pieces awful big this yeer. Os course, sed Ma. I cud use that .set of furs to go marketing in, & maybe eeven for shopping, but I was thinking if I cud git a set of blue fox furs to match the ones 1 have 1 wud be all rite. I know a lady friend that has a husband that is a friend of a furrier, Ma sed. & she toald mo about the grandest bargain. Jest think of it, .> thousand-dollar set of blue fox lurs for only six hundred. Marvelous, sed Pa It is grate to dwell in a grate city. Pa sed, ware thare are so many bargains. Now. if you had been living back in Colfax, Wisconsin, sed Pa, you wud hav< herd • nothing, not a word, about tin grate 1 bargain you jest menshuned. You wud newer have dreemed that you cud git a 1 set of blue fox furs for six hundred llt tel measly dollars. New York is the ■ place, sed Pa for sl» hundred dollar . bargains. Six hundred dollars Isent much, is it. deepest? sed Ma. I doant know, sed Pa: 1 newer had a chanst to count that far. Ido re.inem- ; her one thing about six hundred doi- i Advice to the Lovelprn Ry Beatrice Fairfax TELL HER BY ALL MEANS. Dear Miss Fairfax: I am a young man deeply In love with a young lady one and a half years my junior. We go around a great deal together, but she treats tne very Indifferently and seems to care for other young men just as much, if not more, than for me. Should I tell her of my great love for her or wait until she shows more love for me? M. Do you want her to fall into your ( hands like a peach from a tree? I You must climb for the best, and In | this case "climbing" consists in work ing so hard to win her love she won't care for other young men. i Tell her you love her. and don’t ex- i pect any avowal of affection from her till you have made yours. TELL HER SO PLAINLY. Dear Miss Fairfax: I am 19 years of age, and while hi a little town I met a girl of 17 years. We loved each other, and I promised I would marry her. Later I came hack to town to work. And now she writes me letters saying she will kill herself if I don’t keep my promise. I Intend to keep my 1 promise because I love her and she , loves me, but not just at present. I feel as though I am too young to married. R. G. W. Convince her of your sincerity by , the. tone of your letters. Having awak- i ened her love by your attentions, you must be true to her. You are right in thinking a man of 19 »nd a girl of 17 are too young to marry. I am sorry you didn't realize it before you became so devoted. CASE REQUIRING FRANKNESS. Dear Miss Fairfax: I am a young man of 21 years, and am deeply In love with a young lady three years my junior. J at tended a settlement dance with her some time ago. but she apparently was not pleased. As T love her very dearly, I would like to know whether It was my company which displeased her, or was It really the dance. Also in form mo how I can win her. ANXIOUS. If you took her to a dance whore the company was not agreeable to her. you owe her an apology. Go to her and ask if this is the cause of her boldness. Winning her will be the most de lightful task you ever set yourself, and you need no guide hook on the way. He courteous, considerate, kind and agree able. Think of her first and last, and take care when you offend her that you make ample apology, and never offend In the same way again. Do Yon Know— • Deaths exceeded births in France last year by 35,000. Over 10.000 registry office marriages are celebrated in London each year. There are 12.000 miles of paved streets within London's police area. About 6*l per cent of India's total trade in food and manufactures is with Europe, and 24 with Asin. Os the 17,000-odd miles of railways In i the commonwealth of Australia, over' 15,000 are owned by the government. Colored people In the Union of South Africa outnumber the whites by nearly four to one. In the classification of battleships in the British navy no ship is considered first class unless she tires a broadside of at least 6.000 pounds A bushel of wheat in England is tin pounds, of barley 50 pounds, of oats 39 pounds, of buckwheat 52 pounds and ot rye and maize 60 pounds. Belgium has 600.000 laborers. Among them are 85,000 women.and 15.000 chil dren, who work mote than < leven hours a day. Australia has no orphanage . Every* child who is not supported be parents* hecomos a ward of the stab , and is I placed in a privab family t her. * board and clothe* are provided until the fourteenth birthday 1 lars, tho. sed Pa. I remember that my father taught school nine months for six hundred dollars, & six of the nine months thare was deep snow on the ground. A- he had to walk three mil. s to the skool house in the morning, through drifts A- all. & three mile.- back at nite. Thay doant make that kind of ol<l Ro mans these days. Pa sol, Thay are dy ing out. like th- veterans of the Civil war fit the re.l m- n. Thare Is too many street cars the.-e -lays, Pa sed. Thare was men in those days, wen it was rough going. But you are awful str.-ng, deerert, s. , M , I guess Ma was thinking about the furs. Maybe I am awful strong, sed Pa, but how many trees cud I chop down in a day. Maybe if I had a sharp ax, Pa . sed, I mite win tho decision oaver a two-year-old basswood tree, or a llttel soft pine tree, but if I won it I wud have to win It quick. After that my wind wud be gone. I dident think that yure wind wud ewer be gone, sed Ma, the way you keep talking all the time. Do you mean that 1 talk too much? sed Pa. . That is what 1 sed, Bed Ma. lam a woman of unflinching currage. Ma sed, A onst 1 have sed a thing I newer go hack on it. Is that a lie or a boast, sed Pa. It is the plain truth, sed Ma. All rite, sed Pa. Now. jest for that you doajtt git any six hundred dollar set of furs. NOT WITH YOUR DISPOSITION. Dear Miss Fairfax: I am twenty and am keeping com pany with a man of twenty-nine. lie declares he loves me, whjch love I return. This man Is making a very good living, as he is a physi cian, witl* a very large practice. Do you think I could be happy with this man, as he is lame? PERPLEXED. Your asking the question proves you do not love him; that, you could never be happy with him, and lie could not long be happy with you. If you loved him as you should, you would love him all the more because of this physical disability. There would not be room for a doubt. SEND YOUR BROTHER. Dear Miss Fairfax: 1 have been going with a young man quite a while, but a couple of weeks ago we decided it would be best to stop going together. I wrote to him asking that he return my' picture. As yet I have received neither picture nor heard from him. MARY. If he ignores a second request, let the third come from your brother or your father, or some other male relative. Perhaps his disregard of your request is due entirely to neglect. The best of men are very’ neglectful in observance of such obligation. At any rate, don't forget the lesson in the incident, and that is not to give your picture to , every young man who pays you atten tion. THE SERIOUSNESS OF YOUTH. Dear Miss Fairfax: My ago is nineteen and 1 am sin cerely in love with a girl about one year my’ junior. The other day 1 accompanied her to a skating rink In Syracuse and there she met an other fellow and I think she is go ing to marry him. The ambition of my life is to win the love and af fection of this fair one. GEORGE. You are only nineteen; the "ambi tion of your life" is still too young to reckon seriously. If this girl, after a few days acquaintance with the other man. intends to marry him, she is too tickle for you to fret about. There are other "fair ones," my dear young man. Go to work: put yourself in position to own a home for a girl, and then look for her. BELIEVED ABOUT BABIES. Lots of superstitions cluster about Master Baby. The curious thing is that most of them arc believed in coun tries as far as China and Peru; among savages as well as among civ ilized nations. The most widespread of all is that, if a baby is to rise in the world, he must go upstairs before he goes down If the house is a one-story one, it is usual for the nurse or friend to stand on a chair, with the baby in her arms. Savages carry their babies up trees. Another common one is that if any of a baby ’s tiny but complicated clothes are .•Mfcidentally put on Inside out. they must be left that way. or bad luck will follow. Millions of mothers all over the world firmly believe that the baby will have bad luck If he is measured. In I many parts of England this supersti tion < \tends to weighing also. Nearly ever Scots mother is con- I vinced thyt t<y*let a baby look at bint ; self in the glass is to shorten his life. Every Scots baby, too, gets a piece of silvei pressed into Ills tiny palm be fore he is a day old, to bring him finan cial prosperity. Sound Sleep is usually impossible to the bilious. | But biliousness yields—and head- ; aches, sour stomach, indigestion go J —when the bowelsareregulatedand | the liver and kidneys stimulated by ■ BEECHAMS PILLS SoM | n boiet 10c.. 25c. Follow the Instructions of Gaby Deslys and Become a Rival of That Famous Beauty ♦ • 3. ijK MB SH iili 1 < ill ■ Beauty is a business asset, but the life of a professional beauty is not the gay butterfly existence it is pictured. By GABY DESLYS. • ~|~ERE lam once again writing * I Ito you about beauty. ■ I should hesitate to do so if It were not a subject about which every’ woman Ls keenly interested, and which also occupies the mind of man a good deal of the time. I am willing to write about beauty, to divulge those secrets which have helped me gain my reputation for good looks, and when I speak about my own looks, understand that I do ft in the most Impersonal way. There is a great difference between the attitude of the so-called profes sional beauty and the beautiful woman in the ordinary and more sheltered walks of life toward this question of beauty. I once heard the most beautiful ac- 1 tress in America say’ that her reputa tion for beauty was a sort of iron ball to which she was always chained, and which made her a slave. “If I should , CASTOR IA For Infants and Children. The Kind You Have Always Bought Bears the ™, ~ " Signature of I Via New Orleans to g Louisiana, Texas, Old and New Mexico, Arizona, California and Pacific Coast Points. I THE SUNSET LIMITED—From New Orleans every Thurs- I day 12.30 noon (the extra fare train de luxe) on and after I January 2, 1913. THE SUNSET EXPRESS from New Organs daily 11:30 a. m. THE SUNSET MAIL from New Orleans daily 11:45 p. m. Through Standard and Tourist Sleeping Cars. Automatic Electric Block Signals. Oil Burning Locomotives. No Dust, Soot or Cinders. Dining Car Service Unsurpassed. FOUR DAILY TRAINS TO HOUSTON AND NORTH TEXAS POINTS WINTER TOURIST EXCURSION FARES TO MANY POINTS. Ask for Information and Literature. O. P. BARTLETT. G A R. o. BEAN. T. P A D. L. GRIFFIN. C. P. A. 121 Peachtree St.. Atlanta, Ga. uu-jihi n be seen tn public, even once, with my hair badly undulated and a shiny’ nose, it would cost me an enormous amount Excessive brain fag. grip, coryza, neu ralgia. rheumatism, headaches from nerv ousness, indigestion, grip, over-indulgence, and pains of every description are all quickly and safely driven away by ANTI-KAMNIA TABLETS Not stimulants, intoxicants or habit formers they bring only tranquil Ti<»rve« and a Usance of pain. Druggists & 25c V r ,t-P O cket.B aw TETTER Tetterinc cures tetter. Read what Mrs V. C. McQiddii", Estill Springs, Tenn; says: I had a severe case of tetter on both hands and I finally got helpless. A leading physician knew of no cure. I decided to give Tetterlne a trial. To my utter surprise and satisfaction It worked a speedy cure. Use Tetterine It cures eczema, tetter, ervsipelas itch ing piles, ground itch and all skin mala dies. 50c at druggists or by malt. SHUPTRINE CO.. SAVANNAH, GA. I Advt.) of money, because people would say: ‘Dear me, how she’s gone off in looks.’ And that would affect the box office, which in turn would affect my salary.” If she were not a beauty- and did not devote most of her attention to her looks, however, she could not earn the large sums of money which she gives to charity, nor would she be able to help young and struggling artists and writers. For there is no elixir of youth, no fountain of beauty. They are the result of intelligent and systematic care of the body, and the modern provided, of course, she has some foundation of good looks to start with, studies the matter scientifically and becomes beau tiful by- dint of hard work. I have been reading a great deal about eugenics lately in the daily pa pers. I take it that his means the pro duction of a perfect race, governed by all the known laws of health and hy giene. Eugenic babies ought to grow up into beautiful men and women, for beauty gets its real start in babyhood. Happiness is the dancing partner of beauty-. They can hardly be dis sociated; w-here you have a happy child you generally have a pretty one. But the little girl who is gloomy' and sad is involuntarily casting her features into a look of settled melancholy or discon tent. Neither of these is beautiful. It is said that the women of the hard laboring classes age prematurely. Nat urally, they must, for long before they have reached an age where the normal child could understand about serious things, like work and responsibility, they have taken their load of tho fam ily burden and are already' hard at work plodding and toiling to support their meager home. A long, slow and very gradual de velopment, both of the physical and the mental, is needed to store up vitality and health which will be used to make the future beauty. In the meantime, there are all kinds of sports and exercises to develop the little body and bring it to its highest point of perfection. Eyes that are crossed can be made normal: and we have in France, just as I am sure you have here, many schools where gymnastics are taught for chil dren under the supervision of a doctor, who examines the children carefully and gives them the exercises needed to correct whatever Imperfection they may have. Don’t forget that the foundation of beauty Is laid before one is ten y'ears old, and see that you are not neglect ing the child that is In your care, and who will never forgive you if she has been denied her share of health and good looks. Mrs. Humphry Ward, s a JVew Story of Love tyd Wealth The Mating of Lydia' I ,hgs jdst parted n C ooc Housekeeping Magazine. Mrs. Ward’s insight irjto tjhe forces directly influencing character (has placed her stories the great successes as the last decade It is displayed superb y iri this new s uccess. Tlhis fiew! novel will be adjudged fcjlly the equal of her “The Marriage. o William Ashq,” “ILady hoses Daughter” and ‘Robert Elsmere.” jit shows to whftt great heights arjd depths love < nd, (wealth ian carry one. Ih is a stbry tha; will ay hold ujon eveay leader with its strength | and qharm. '■ 1 I This latest triumph of Mrs. ’Ware involves the happindss of One of Cumberlaids prettiest girls—Lydia PehfohL Lord Tjathsim— -the erst wnile “king of the bounty r — wianti foil hinself—whei a mere accident charges the lives of both. Itjs an engaging rornance, full of k spirit, life, love an 1 society. Y<|>ur newsdealer |rasj the] January number d of Good Housekeeping Maglzini—itfs just out Asfk fur it to-day., .liT i i I 0 ■ I I JLscents acoptite your ‘ Tk A Whin An Excttin S Tale °f Love and Adven- Ine W nip ture That Grips From Start to Fin*h 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 of America, by arrangement with Arthur Collins, managing director of the Drury Lane Theater of London. The woman stopped him with a furious gesture. “Thanks,” she said “So it’s once more again Di? I am to be humil iated for Di! Insulted for—Di! Thrown over by you—turned out by him —sor —Di! Very well! Tell him what I tell you, that when next we meet I trust I shall be able to explain correctly the precise nature of my position and relation —to —him —and to you—and to—Di!” CHAPTER X. "Lady Brancaster!” There was only laughter and jovial clinking of glasses as Beverley enter tained the hunt at breakfast in the great hall of Falconhurst, while outside the hounds were being prepared for a big meet. The men in their red coats and full hunting "togs" seemed so many fig ures stepped out of the frames of the portraits on the walls behind than of the almost princely family of Beverley. But at one end of the table, a little withdrawn from their neighbors, the Rev. Verner Haslam and Captain Sartoris were talking. The clergyman looked anxiously up and down the board. "Where’s Brancaster?" he asked, his uneasy conscience troubling him. But Sartoris was perfectly at his ease, and the other’s anxious tones passed by him. „ "Oh, he’s driven down to the station, he. returned in a casual tone. "He’s been fussing around all the morning about a parcel or something he wanted from town.” "He’s quite recovered?” asked Haslam. "They think so. Talks of hunting to day," said Sartoris. "But his mind—his memory?” the un easy clergyman asked. Sartoris shrugged his shoulders in their well-fitting red coat. "Why?” he asked. "When the vicar returns he’ll read that —that, entry in the marriage register,” ho said, glancing uneasily up the table. "Brancaster's marriage,” returned the other. “Well—didn't he marry?” "You know—” began Haslam. "Pardon me. I know nothing." "You signed for him.” persisted Has lam. "No. You wrote his name.” “But the mark. The cross against it—” Sartoris was visibly annoyed. “Brancaster's wrist was injured at the time.” he said. "Dash it! We must be artistic—he couldn’t write.” “What does It matter? The thing is there,” groaned the substitute vicar. “Quite so—in perfectly legal form,” said Sartoris firmly. “He will know- It is false,” said the conscience-stricken Haslam. "Never! He never can or will- ..... you tell hip.” said tho captam you want to add a memory of n 1 , your other reminiscences. Beas"- ify dear fellow, for once in ’ 0 „r r”’ we ve done a good action. Don’t b, Os it. We’ve bought justice for . t an- She’ll stick to it. I shall stick’E You stick to it. You can’t be f.>n -so be noble. You’ll have a jnllv )r , i ? : if you don’t.*’ The other shuddered. "Butwill she make her c l ai m-pubiici, —soon?” he asked. euouely Sartoris took a puff at the eigarett. between his lips as he returned: "Can’t say. She never meant t.. whil . he lived. she was anticipating „ wee’ds, don’t you see. Now the situati™ is changed. If he jilts her she ntavh jealous—perhaps resentful—and, well 7, the crash cornea sooner or later -it’s’ a one to you, my dear Haslam-d’v,., .f You’ve got to stick to it." Beverley now rapped on the table ... gradually the company of men settled irt their places. The Last Hunt. "The season’s over,” said the Mar quis, "and this is our last meet. x- lw those beastly violets are sprouting in ' t ,„. garden-our la?t meet and the last tt™ I shall hufij the hounds. The Be v- rle- w VP h t’E 1 fr ° nl Falcon ”i>rst for O ver two hundred year.Y’-he paused to let £ applause subside-"and so they will a long as a Beverley lives, a Beverlev’n bp heir master. But Beverley has no <„ o eonte after him. He died as a rE, ley should for his country. He’s n ■ here to be my deputy. So, gentlemen,‘ it lies With you to say who shall. Yon w a „’ young blood to hunt good hounds—rn e n i them all right-but we warn a deputv master—one you’ll all follow—one the country knows—one who’ll hunt the Her erley as a good sportsman should an. as you’who sit around me are good sports, men one and all, I’ve called you all to gether to leave the choice to you." Continued In Next Issue. Slicfect IfouUeffl Get the Original and Genuine HORLICK’S MALTED MILK The Focd-drink for All Ages, For Infants, Invalids, and Growing children. Pure Nutrition, up building the whole body. Invigorates the nursing mother and the aged. Rich milk, malted grain, in powder form. 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