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-'ll bit | be! CB C<| 4 T ADVICE TO THE LOVELORN Balm for Aching Hearts By BEATRICE FAIRFAX WHERE SHOPPING COMES EASY Beatrice Fairfax THE MANICURE LADY TRY THE SAME THING. HEAR MISS FAIRFAX: I have been keeping company with a young man for two or three ' ears. He writes to me oo- slonally, and sometimes he does not write for three weeks. Should 1 wait the same length of time before answering his letters or should I answer in a few days? I love this young man and do not wish to let him know it by answering too soon. BROWN RTFS. j?s%ver answer his letters sooner than he replies to yours, and I think \t would be a good plan if you occa sionally wait longer. HIS WIFE. EAR MISS FAIRFAX: 17 In a conversation with a mar ried lady the following question arose: If his mother and his wife were drowning and it was impossi ble to save both, which should he save** In other words, to whom does he owe most? PROSPECTIVE BRIDEGROOM. He owes his life to his mother, but when he married he vowed to cling to the woman who became his wife ‘ above all others.” HE SHOULD PROPOSE Dear miss Fairfax: i- 7 Should a gentleman have an engagement ring when he proposes to a young lady, or Is it proper to give her a ring after she has accept ed him? Would it be considered proper for a young man, making $80 per month, to propose marriage to a ybung lady, asking her to wait until he la mak mg $100, as he considers that the proper amount to marry on, living in a city? The young lady in question comes from a moderately wealthy family, bat hadn't an extravagant disposi tion. The young man feels that It would be unwise to put off propos ing. as she has no definite knowl edge of his Intentions, although she may suspect them ANXIOUS. He should propose first, of course, To be ready with the engagement ring takes too much for granted. It Is proper for him to propose, of course, stating frankly his income and future prospects. The rest should he left to her decision. ACCEPT NO MAN. HEAR MISS FAIRFAX *- 7 I am fifteen and deeply in love with two young men, one five years my senior and the other seven years my senior. Both think there is nothing like me. There was a young man from an other place who came to see me some time ago. He proposed to mo, but I didn’t accept, as mother likes the other ones a little bet ter. I don't know whether to accept or not ae I do not love him very much and would like you to give me some advice. BELLE. A girl of fifteen is too young to be | courted I am surprised that your mother permits it. You must re fuse all three, and permit yourself to be a care-free girl at least five years longer NOTHING WHATEVER r)EAR MISH FAIRFAX I am deeply in love with a girl one year my junior. She is 22. She loves me, I know, but she Insists on flirting with 3 young man In the same town. Do you think me right in objecting? Would you quit going with her? What do you think she means? 1 COLE M She is not engaged to you, and has given you no sort of promise. Thai leaves you without the right to ob ject. T am sure she means nothing what ever by her flirtations except to gratify a girls idea of what con stitutes n good time. SHE IS NOT SINCERE F)KAR MISS FAIRFAX: 1 What is your opinion of a gijl who shows her love letters to all her friends? Would you continue correspondence with her? A. B The girl is not in love or she wouldn’t do It. Discontinue writ ing. and tell her the reason It will do her good to know that such conduct is disloyal. * A Bachelor’s Dia ry * , By MAX. •ARCH L’S—“You telegraphed | younger, but of late years my memory jV/l you were taking a different *®ti’t good enough. * " ’ -■* "I—well, the truth is—” I stam mered. "The truth Is," she said with a laugh, "you were going to meet the widow. Well, get in. Come. Jack." to her husband, "we will also go to mec* the widow." There was a hurried direction given the chauffeur and we were off for the station. 1 do not recall my sensations on that ride. I was disappointed, re lieved. glad, sorry, chagrined, trium phant—-one sensation succeeding the other in such rapid confusion that i never knew which predominated. Mrs. Spencer was talking, but we were nearing the station before I realised what she was saying. Then I heard only here and there a sen tence,for my mind was leaping forward to the meeting with the widow. Would she be disappointed when she saw that 1 was attended by my friends? I had told her once I thought her so charming I should never enter her presence unless guarded bv policemen Instructed to drag me away if I let her charms overcome me. Would she j think these two friends my officially appointed bluecoats? I was so absorbed In my thoughts I Would silo give me that taunting did net notice that a big limousine 1 little smile which said, "You're afraid, had stopped close beside me, or that a j you re afraid ! man bad alighted, until he grasped me j that was'thaT hermanne? o f greeting by the arm. my friends would conceal so much it It v a? Jack Spencer. would be perfect. The widow I lust .ruing home." he explained, L^ U ® h ‘\ M n< L t . ""houtI some pride m , . her. would be a match for Mrs. Spen- you were taking a different route,” I managed to stammer Into the phone after I had recovered from my surprise in hearing the wid ow’s voice. “But I found at the last moment,” ehe said with a laugh, “that I couldn’t, so here I am, all alone, and T will be here two hours. Did you say you would come right down to the sta tion ?” Would I com*? 1 had called to Tompkins to bring my hat and coat before I had hung up the receiver, and was out the door in a rush, feeling like a boy who finds himself alone in the house and the preserve closet un locked. Ran to Catch a Car. I rushed down the front steps, reached the gate in a bound, and ran ♦o the comer to catch a <*Ar. It seemed unusually long in com ing. but at last I caught the glow of the headlight away down the line. She Goes to the Circus By WILLIAM F. KIRK. “The poor boy ha* always though, that he hail a fine personality ovtt Isnce one of them palmists told him that he was cut out to be lng man for a big concern." "How was Wilfred's conduct?" asked the Head Barber "You know were telling me lliat he was hitting it up pretty hard after last bunch of poems magazine editor.” "He wasn't exactly right,” admitted the Manicure I.ady. "When Mr jpg. lows came up ana sat in our box to visit for a little while, me and sin* Mayme was kind of hoping he would stay, because he seemed like a n | M kind of a gent I know he would haw stayed, only Wilfred began spo u t it| travel. getting hi* back from fh e KB ihat President Wilson went the opening game at Washing- between the Yankees and Hie Washington team.'' said the Head Barber “I suppose he thinks that he ought to Imitate Taft that much, after showing him up so last election. The papers had a whole lot about him, how he pulled his brown Fedora down over his eyes and watched the game like a hawk from beginning to end. I suppose he was picking out the ball i players that makes over $5,000 a. year, j so he could put the bee on them for that income tax of his.” “It must be just grand to be a President, and go out to the ball game j in an auto and sit in a box where everbody can get a slant at you,” said the Manicure Lady. “Goodness some poetry that he was making up ai knows. George, if you and me was to he went along. go to a ball game they wouldn’t notice “The poor boy can't write nothing I what I was wearing and they wouldn't , good if It takes him all night, so you know whether you had on a brown | can imagine the kind of junk he * 0 ui$ Fedora or a hold over. make up as he went along. This j« Speaking About Ball Games. stu ! r . BC ^ mied ‘hat h, “But speaking about ball games and | other forms of amusement," continued ^ the Manicure Lady, “me and sister .Mayme and Wilfred all went last night to see the circus that used to be gave by Mister Barnifm and Mister | Bailey. They aint with the show any more, because it is long after their j Time, but it was simply grand, j George “A friend of Wilfred's gave us some j r>i j j swell seats and there we sat, thinking mUSTi AaKe tfte “ledge, about the days when we were little i kids when there was only one ring inside the big tent and two clowns instead of twenty. “They had some wonderful features, though, even If it wasn’t the same as in the old days. If you haven’t been with Wilfred until he takes the pledge to see it. George, it would pay you to j Why, he even jumped into the ring In go just to see all them freaks they j the middle of the show' and tried to have. I throw one of them Iceland wrestlers. “Honest to goodness, I never knew | He got thrown out on his ear, first by there was so many freaks In the : the wrestler and then by the usher, and world, outside of the ones that blows ; met me and Marine outside after tbo in here sometimes to have their nails show'." did. Wilfred was saying that he ! “It's to bad you didn’t have your fa- didn't care, after looking at them, l ther along," suggested the Head Bar- whether he had a job or not. He said i ber that it was enough to make a man j “Not by any means." said the Mani- thankful to know that he had his cure Lady. "That would only have health and a fine personality. | added to the horrors of the occasion.'' was handing out to Mr. Fellows: “ ’The circuses of ancient Rome Were not so grand as this; I’m glad I came all the way from hom« To enjoy this night of bliss. My breast with gratitude does swell Just like a blacksmith’s bellows I thank you more than I can tell For this here show, Mr. Fellows’” "I suppose Fellows left the box after that," said the Head Barber “He had a right to, and he had a right to ask us to leave, too, because I guess he must have seen by that time that dearest brother was feeling his oats and you can bet, George, that I ain't never going to a circus or anything else THE CRY OF YOUTH By BEATRICE FAIRFAX. and w c were turning in the drive when mv wife caught sight of you.” Max" she called from the car. “come here and explain where you are going.” 1 had only one thought as I walked j to the dooi of the machine, and that j was a regret that I had never learned | how to lie glibly. I never tell a lie. I am not posing as a good man, but I have found that a lie carries so many complications in its trail It Is easier to tell the truth and be done with it. No doubt 1 told many when I was HOW MUCH EASIER IT IS TO CHOOSE A HUSBAND. Spen cer, and that is Raying a good deal. "You haven't heard a word I have said. Max,” said Mrs. Spencer, half amused and half provoked. 1 Insisted that I had. "Well,’ she replied, "she is coining next week," . "Who is coming next week?" I asked, not that I was at all inter ested. "There," she said, "I knew voli hadn't heard what I said. Well, just for that, I won't tell you again. I P tell you Just this much, and that is she thinks you are still in the South or she would not come," The widow, I was thinking, would probably be dressed in brown. She looked particularly handsome In that color, and wore It a great deal—per haps a brown traveling suit, with a brown hat with a feather Just the color of her eyes. "She particularly said," Mrs. Spen cer resumed, “she did not want to see you. She can't forget. She is one woman. Max, who isn’t interested 'n your money." It was too late to take the widow- out to dinner; perhaps we could go to some private little dining room In a nearby hotel and have a little lunch and something to drink I was glad I was thinking, that Mrs. Jack had on an evening gown. Mrs. Jack always looked handsome, but I had a special desire that she impress the widow this evening. 1 didn't want the widow, who was always perfectly attired, to s,: any notion that my friends were frump; My thoughts ran so Intently on the meeting of these two women that I paid little heed to what Mrs. Spencer was saying, and had not learned, when we reached the station and were pushing our way through the crowds, who that most unusual woman was who was not Interested In my money. There flashed through my mind tha story of tho farmer w ho saw his first | camel, and who said, "There hain’t no such thing " We had reached the door of the la dles' watting room, my hand in Mrs. ijn, of V Spencer's . rm. and I was smiling at »i. a.«xeil'i.eMra.Ten the appropriateness of the story when ,«o k A "»" n T 9,ood fROe t0 SOLD BY DRUGGISTS EVERYWHFK ^ad eve^Jn-the wid°oT* woman T HE customer is weary That the salesgirl is also weary is some thing beyond her comprehension. The customer is also impatient, but the salesgirl is not. Patience for her has a pecuniary value, and its equivalent is bread and butter. Gown after gown has been taken from the racks and draped on the dummy models, and tied on those of flesh and blood. Bolt upon bolt of goods has been taken from the shelves and spread out in a way to give life and color to every thread At last, wearied by the multiplicity of choice and her own indecision, the customer sinks into a chair. The sales girl. who has never been tired by multi plicity of choice, and knows not the luxury of indecision, remains standing. ‘How much easier," says the cus tomer, "it is to choose, a husband!” For she knew, as every woman knows, that that is where shopping comes easy That is a stock line There is no bewildering variety of sere ficurc « WALTOfl St — Jim OTF peacbtmi CHICHESTER S PILLS . THE DIAMOND BRAND. a color, style or texture; no changing of fashions with confusing rapidity; no vexing doubt if the purchase will prove becoming, and, alas for feminine folly, no question if the purchase will stand the test of wear and time! Wearing rose-colored glasses that hide all imperfections of wool and color, a girl enters this shop while very young, and proceeds to make a selection. She has so little judgment that her mother wouldn’t trust her with the purchase of a muslin dress that is to last one season, yet she permits her to enter alone and unguided a shop where she will make a purchase that must last a lifetime. When she returns -home with a new gown her mother examines It for im perfections. noting quickly if it is worth the price, and if not, the girl must take it back. But if the girl shops for a husband, that is of so little importance she shops unattended. And when she makes a poor selection her family meekly abides by her bargain. Her mother is often a poor guide in the matrimonial market, and her father shirks the task, regarding his business affairs as of more importance. "That is your province," he says to his wife, and she hides weakly behind that sentiment called "mother love." and which is manifested in letting daughter have a dynamite bomb to play with if that is daughter’s choice. "She loves him," she will say when daughter brings home her matrimonial purchase, "and we must let daughter have what she wants." And daughter has it, and time has a way of Its own in working on those who buy matrimonially that is unlike the way it marks off the days and months and years on those who make less vital purchases. The gown shrinks in the wash and fades, and breaks into holes and is dis» carded. In the matrimonial shop it is not the purchase that shows the marks of wear and time; it is the one who buys. The husband may look just As dap per as the day he was taken from the counter, but the poor little customer who carried him off is faded and worn, and begins to look like a last year’s gown that was a bad bargain to begin with, and that proved worse with very day’s wear. She looks spiritually and mentally out at elbows and diown at heels, and the brightness of youthful coloring that once made her a joy has become premature ly faded. She purchased on the im pulse. She must wear to the day of her death! She must carry to the end of time a burden on ber heart that was never at the beginning any more than a moth-eaten sentiment. "How much easier," says the im patient customer, surrounded by silks and wools and muslins, "it is to choose a husband." And this choosing of a husband is something which mothers and fathers and all guardians of the young must make more of a responsibility—and less of a whim or caprice. NXIOUS" writes: ”1 am a r\ girl of eighteen years, and as yet have had no admirers among the boys. I am anxious to have some boy care for me and take me about. There are a great many affairs I miss* on this account.” “Anxious" evidently did not read a letter from one of my girls a week ago, in which she said: "I find so much anxiety in loving, so much depression, so much fear, that many, many times I wish I had never grown up and were away back there playing with my dolls. They, at least, never caused any heart aches." Here is a little miss of eighteen who wants the heart aches to begin. Free to do as she pleases, with no tyrannical lover troubling her heart with his moods and his whims, she chafes at her freedom. She wants a taste of that bitter cup of love which the giri who wrote the other letter wishes had never been pressed to her lips*. A Common Cry. It is the universal cry of woman kind. We may know love at its real worth, or attire it in a value that is fictitious; we may paint it as cruel or hideous—but we wint it! “Anxious” is only eighteen, and when girls are only eighteen it is natural for them to seem very, very old. Eighteen and no lover in sight seems hopeless, so hopeless that in stead of going on in her sweet, merry way, taking no thought for to-mor row knowing that in due time a lover will wait at some turn in the road, she wants to beat the bUBhes! That is the modern way, and it is a way that robs love of all its sweet- Snap Shots By LILLIAN LAUFERTY. Man is the only drinks when he is makes love at all si —Voltaire. animal that laughs, is not thirsty, and lie Who misses or who wins Go, lose or conquer as you But if you fail or if you rise, Be each, pray God, a gentle By ELLA WHEELER WILCOX. Copyright, 1913. by American*-Journal-Examiner. A ected. (BRING YOUR FILMS TO US r d we will develop them free We are film specialists and give you perfect results and quick delivery. Mail - negative for free sample print. Enlargements made land colored. Pictures framed. Chemicals. Cameras, 53.00 to $85.00. Fresh films to fit any camera—guaranteed not to stick * v > for dialogue. Quick mail order service. 61 H. CONE, Inc., “A Good Drug Store”—(Two Stores)—-Atlanta. MAIDEN MUSINGS VYe gn is have memories enough 5 " we could all write memoirs! Why. we remembei every compliment any one ever i>aid us—and a.s *or the dis agreeable things that are said to us. we certainly never forget them! A chap who is so conservative that he can’t change his opinion in public may not be so modest that he willi refuse to embrace opportunity in pri-| vate. Love certainly mak. - Time pas but Time can make Love pass, too! STRAY NEWS NOTES. A Cleveland contemporary printed J recently a striking little melodrama in five acts. We reproduce it here for our readers. Act 1. “Fill ’em up again. McGinnis!” Act 2. ‘■FillemupagainMcGinnis! * Act 3. “FillupGinnis!" Act 4. “Fillinis! ” Act 5. “Finis." > >n great Sun in his supreme condition Vbsorbs all small worlds and makes them his own, So does my love absorb each vain ambit !on, Each outside purpose which my life has known. Stars cannot shiqe so near that orb’s splendor. They are content to feed nis flames of fire: And so mv heart is satisfied to render Its strength. iU» all to meet thy strong desire. As in a forest when dead leaves are falling From all save some perennial green tree, So one by one 1 find all pleasures palling That are not linked with or en joyed by thee. And all the homage that the world may 1 love myself because thou art my lover. My name seems dear since uttereu by thy voice; Yet Argus-eyed 1 watch and would discover Each blemish in the object of thy choice, 1 coldly sit in judgment on each er ror, To my soul s gaze I hold each fault of me. Until my pride is lost in abject ter ror, Lest I become inadequate to thee. I proffer as perfumed oils or incense thing more to Like some swift rushing and sea seeking river. Which gather* force the farther on it goes, So does the current of my * love forever Find aeded strength and beauty it flows. The more 1 give, the more remains forgiven, The more received, the more re mains to win. j Ah! only in eternities of living, dear Will life be long enough l<» love thee in. Real Jokes FROM EVERYWHERE. 'She was too conscientious for me. One day 1 proposed marriage to her. and what do you think she did? She took all that I said down in shorthand and brought it, nicely typewritten for me to sign." Blinkers—Hallo, Winkers! I hear you married a woman with an independent fortune. Winkers (sadly)—-N-no; I married a fortune with an independent woman. Lady (to exhausted furniture re movers)—Here's a dime for von and your friend- each to get a glass of beer with. Exhausted Furniture Remover—A glass of beer? Love us, lady, a glass of beer ain’t no more to us than a snow flake on a red-hot stove! A farmer saw a recipe advertised for keeping wells and cisterns from freezing in Winter Having sent a dozen stamps he received the following: "Take in your well or cistern at night and stand it in front of the fire." First Young Attorney—Allow me to congratulate you. I saw you this morn ing hurrying along to the County Court with a brief in your hand. So your first client has come?” * Second Ditto (with a look of satisfac tion)—Yes. my tailor has taken out a summons against me!" {lobby "My sister will be down in a few minutes. Mr. Softly. She's upstairs rehearsing.’' Mr. Softly (who has* come prepared): “W-wliat is she rehearsing. Bobby?” Bobby- "I don’t know exactly, but she’s standing in front of the mirror and blushing and saying. ’Oh, Mr. Softlyv-er —this is so sudden!’ ’* M T' HE gossip party is the latest so cial craze. The hostess writes a dozen or fnore topics of con versation on cards, which are handed to guests upon their arrival. The subjects chosen are usually up-to- date and piquant. Chairs arranged in pairs and sofas scattered about the room are numbered. These are drawn for, and each couple drawing corre sponding numbers hunt up the seats. A bell is rung to announce each topic of conversation, for which five min utes is allowed. At each change of places the next subject of gossip is scattered about. At the end slips of paper and pencils are then distrib uted, and the women vote for the men whose gossip has most interested them and the men vote for the wom en. The sunflower is a valuable plant. Its seeds make fine food for live stock. Us oil is equal to the best lin seed oil, and its stalks are as good as coal for producing beat. The longest straight piece of rail- wav line in the world is from Nyngan to Bourke. in New South Wales. This railway runs 136 miles on a level in a perfectly straight line. ness*. It is a way of forcing love, and love that is forced stands as little chance in the storms of life as a plant of hothouse growth. “Anxious" exaggerates her piigh;. She complains that she has no boy to take her about, forgetting that there are no places these days where a girl can not go with s«ome other girl, and have a more independent and hap pier time. Lectures, concerts, thea ters, moving pictures, all are avail able for a girl, with no proviso tha: she must be escorted by a man If one were, I hope for her happiness and safety that she has a father ora brother who cares enough for her to substitute for the lover who is some where on the way. If “Anxious" is one of the great and growing army of girls who are self- supporting she is free to enjoy the greatest treat youthful independence knows—-that of escorting her mother. An occasional concert or lecture brings a joy to mother all the greater because it has been such a rarity, and giving her pleasure is a fine wav for making time less tedious while J awaiting the coming of a lover And when he' comes the evening? she has spent with her mother will have, unconsciously, given her wis dom and discrimination. She will not ] rush as blindly- to his arms as if she j had spent the time of waiting in self ■ ish repining and moping. She will look him over dispassionately and \ critically, realizing that while h* j maV bring happiness to her. she has j learned the way to happiness with- j out him. Will Be Wiser. She will be less likely to love mis takenly; she will not love for the ou - ward appearance, but will look for the qualities underneath tthe surface Having learned what pleasure these outings give her mother, she w>- have unconsciously taken note of tnj dreariness and monotony- of marrie life, and be less foolhardy in rushing into it. By her filial love a girl attract a better man. and trains herself discriminate when he comes Maddening akin disoase* can’t «xist jJJJJJJL In a la used because TeUerlne la KientUfctfJ prepared to remove the CAUSE aa well * EFFECT. TETTERINE CURES SKIN DISEASES Jesie W. Scott. Mlllcdifctlle. g»-. I mitered with an eruption two Heart ■»" one box ot Tatterln. cored me and two "1 Irleod.. It le worth Itl weldht In “j )|rS Tettrrlne cures ccacma. tetter, ground ” erysipelas. 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