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Married Life the Third Year
By MABEL HERBERT URNER.
Ethel Barrymore Tells Girls Why
t *T tORRIED and depressed. Helen
\l\/ went in to straighten up Alice's
room the morning after her de
parture.
Everything was in disorder from
ihe hurried pac king. Tissue paper,
strings and empty boxes lay scat
tered about, and where the trunk had
set wa$ a dusty square.
•The whole unpleasant scene of the
night before kept beating in Helen’s
mind. And not only had Alice cut
short her visit and left In a high
dudgeon—the memory of that was
distressing enough—but even more
di-tiessing was the fear of what Aunt
Emuia and Warren's other relatives
might say
That Alice would not hesitate to
disparage both her and Warren Helen
knew, and about her visit she would
probably tell many things that were
not true.
Helen was always keenly sensitive
arbout what people "might say," and
now she could think of nothing but
the unpleasant surmises and com
ments that Warren’s relatives would
make
With brooding anxiety, she put back
her clothe?, in the bureau drawers
rfnd -the closet that .she had epiptied
for Alice's convenience. Besides tlie
burnt bureau scarf she now discov
ered other evidences of Alice's care
lessness.
A black smudge on the rug showed
where she had glossed her shoes, the
wall paper was sprinkled w'ith ink
where she had shaken a fountain pen,
and on the back of one of the chairs a
wet towel had been flung, leaving the
varnish dulled and whitened.
While Helen was still putting the
room to rights Warren called up from
tbfe office.
"T won’t have time to write that
letter to Aunt Emma,” he announced,
"so you’ll have to write it. And you'd
better get it off right away.”
Helen at a Loss.
"But. dear, what shall 1 say?" fal
tered Helen.
“.tust say that Alice took it into
her head to go and that we couldn't
keep her.”
•But couldn't you write to-night or
to-morrow?” persisted Helen. “You
, ,,uld do it so much better than I.”
Yes. and then Alice would have
Mine to tell her mother a lot of lies.
Now. you get that off right away! I
want it to go out to-night."
When Helen turned from the phone
it was wit'll the greatest reluctance
that she went over to the desk to
write this letter. For her letter
writing was always most difficult, and
from a letter like this her mind re
coiled.
How should she begin it? What
could she say? Site did not want to
hurt Aunt Emma, and yet it was only
fair to them that she should know
just how headstrong and unruly Alice
bad been.
After much chewing of her pen and
many discarded beginnings, ihe letter
was finally finished.
New York. April 24, 1913.
I>pai Aunt Emma:
I regret very much that Alice should
have epded her visit in this way We
did everything we could to persuade
ber not to start off last night, but she
was so headstrong that nothing we
. ould sav had any effect. She de-
. hired if we did not take her to the
tation slie would go alone—so what
• ould we do?
The only csuise for all this was that
wp tried to do what you asked—to
keep her from seeing that Mr. Hamp
ton He came on from Philadelphia
and railed here at 7 to take Alice out.
Rut Warren refused to let him see
her.
This so incensed Alice that she at
once began to pack her trunk, declar
ing that she would not stay with us
another night. I pleaded and \N ar-
ren scolded, but ^he would listen to
neither of us. She said she was en
gaged to this man and that she was
old enough to do as she pleased. I
think you are quite right in feeling
that a man of his age, and a divorced
man, is most unsuited for Alice. T
liope you will be able to break it all
off—but Alice is very headstrong.
7 am sending by parcel post some
tilings she left in her haste. I hope
vou have gotten the house in shape
again, that you are over the worst
effects of the flood, and that Alice’s
unexpected return will not make
things harder.
We both regret more than I can say
that her visit should have such an un
pleasant ending, but we trust you will
understand that we did all we could
to prevent it. Sincerely, your niece,
HELEN.
Helen was so far from satisfied
with this letter that she wanted to
call up Warren and read It to him
over the phone, but she know lie
would be too hurried and impatient to
listen. So. reluctantly, .she took it out
to the mail chute.
The next two days were for Helen
most unhappy ones. She iva« con j
stantly being forced to explain Alice's '
sudden departure. ‘It was very em-’l
bar rawing, particularly when Carrie i
Warren’s sister, called up to invite
Alice to a luncheon. .
The Answer.
But even more distressing wa« her
haunting dread of what Aunt Emma
would think and of just what Allcf
would tell her. It was Helen's nature
to worry—and over this she worried
herself almost ill.
When the next morning at break
fast she found by her plate a thick
letter in Aunt Emma's handwriting,
anxiously she tore it open.
Dayton. Ohio, April 27. 1913.
My Dear Helen:
I believe Warren paid for Alice’s
ticket the night she left, and I
hasten to return the amount in
this. If there is anything else
that she owes you. will you kind
ly let us know, as neither Georg*
nor 1 wish to be further indebted
to you? The check Warren sen’
George the week after the flood
we will return tire first of the
month. I regret that we can not
do so sooner.
It was. of course, a mistake
that Alice ever visited you. I
would never hat e suggested it had
I dreamed that it would end as it
has. As upset and distracted as
we were after the flood, 1 see now
that it would have been much
better for her to have stayed
here.
You seem to have failed wholly
to understand her. She has an
exceptionally nervous, sensitive
nature. She has always been del
icate. and we have always tried to
keep from her any needless irri
tation or excitement.
That you should have let her
start home at-midnight, in an ex
cited, unstrung state, showed, to
say the least, a lack of consider
ation on your part. I would not
have let the most casual visitor
leave my house under such con
ditions. much less a girl like
Alice. I can not understand what
you and Warren were thinking of
to allow it.
When Alice arrived she was in
almost a state of collapse. It is
needless for me to try to conceal
the fact that l am very indignant
about it all. and 1 think George
shares my indignation, although
he may not admit it so frankly.
I am exceedingly sorry that we
ever troubled you. and I assure
vou we will not trouble you again.
AUNT EMMA.
"What's struck you?" demanded
Warren, as Helen gasped her dismay
and indignation.
"It’s from Aunt Emma the most
AWFUL letter:” handing it across
the table..
No More Relatives.
Warren read tile letter and threw
it down with a grim:
"Well, that lets us out! 1 guess
we're about through trying to help
any relatives. Understand ? Your
relatives or mine—we’ll steer clear of
the whole bunch.”
"But, dear. MY people have never
troubled ue!”
"Well, I've noticed they re not
above making it a convenience to stop
here when they come to New York.
"Why, Warren, you know very wen
that Uncle Henry is the only one of
my family that's EVER stopped here.
And he was going to a hotel if you
hadn't insisted. I don't see how you
CAN infer that my relatives have
made a. convenience of us!"
"Well. I said we're through with
ALL relatives, didn't I? And that's
exactly what i meant. Hereafter if
people' want to come to New York
for ten days or for one day they 11
put up at' a hotel. From now on
they’re going to And it pretty blamed
hard to work us! 1 guess one lesson
along this line will be just about
enough!”
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Do You Know
Thai—
True Modesty fs a
Real Aid to Beauty
Ethel Barrymore Says:
It is stupid not to know
how io lu'ino- out your good
points, or to ltd your pretti
ness fade.
Brains, brains, they are
the inspiration and the real
spirit of true beauty.
There is nothing immoral
about beauty, though some
old fogies seem to think so.
Kor beauty brains, mod
esty. self-forgetfulness, hap
py home life and good
taste.
I ve just one pet t henry
two glasses of cold water
mornings and evenings.
Don't let fat accumulate.
Daysey May me and Her Folks
By FRANCES L GARS ED E
A S kin (Commissioner General of
the United State*. Lysander
John Appleton occupies* a posi
tion the importance of which is well
appreciated by his large and steadily
inc reasing kin-ridch n constituency.
It lies within his jurisdiction to de
cide to which vide of the warring fac
tion of a family belong the family
jewels and the feather bed. When a
woman dies, he decides the right of
her children or her husband's next
wife to her "things.” that being the
generic term for petticoats, hair
switches, family albums, the butter
knife, the hot water bag and the
cameo pin the deceased left, Sind'
which assume great value when her
husband marries again.
Speedy Opportunity.
It is be who draws an immovable
I line bet ween kinship and friendship.
I "is a man as near kin to Ills wife's
ugly sivier as he is to her sister who
is beautiful?” was a question that re
mained undecided until Lysander John
j Appleton was elected to office, and it
was he who decided in plain and un
mistakable terms that a young hus
band's embarrassment in railing his
mother-in-law "Mother” was not se
rious heeaus'e of the speedy oppor
tunity that would be offered for ad
dressing her as "Grandma."
While tiiere has been some com
plaint that battleships have not been
ordered out to enforce his decisions
the helpless kin-hampered citizens be
lieving that they had a right to enjoy
the protection so freely accorded to
Americans who voluntarilv exiV
themselves to warring foreign landa—
there has been a disposition to be
lieve that General Appleton was doing
his best.
Therefore, when it became known
that lie was to have a birthday every
one who was awaiting a. kin decision
in ips. or her favor, decided to pro
pitiate him with a gift.
But what could it be? For it is con
ceded that to buy a suitable gift for
a man requires a wisdom that Is al
most divine.
"He smokes!" was the joyous dis-
covery of a woman who wanted a de
cision against her husband's mother.
"H** smokes,” rang down the line of
grandparents, fathers, mothers, un
cles. sisters, cousins, aunts and all the
in-laws, and everyone rejoiced as a
m.ci) w ho is lost on strange roads re
joices when he sees a guide board
The Presents Arrive.
Til? presents arrived by messenger
b> vanloads, and bv carloads. ■'We
"ill unwrap them.' said his wife, "and
put them around his bed when he
- < eps anil his eyes may behold them
the ttrst thine on his birthday mom
ing "
1 liey did so And when Lysander
•lohn opened his eyes the next morn-
itiK hg saw them Some were ot
1 'hina. others of cut glass, others o'
bronze, iron, copper, silver and one
Ilian bated his mother-in-law to the
ex-lent of sending one or gold The-
Wire piled on the dresser and thf
■ hiffonier they overflowed to the
chairs and covered the floor and the
bed NINE HUNDRED AND SEV
HNTY-l oun \SH TRATF
The coming destruction of the Cafe
.\nglais in Paris is awakening many
recollections among the older London
ers who used to visit Paris a dozen
times in the year. Forty years ago
the restaurant was famous for its food
and frequenters, who included nearly
every celebrity in Europe It was then
King Edward's favorite restaurant in
Paris, always faultlessly conducted, al
though strongly dashed with bohemian-
ism. All that was best in the social and
artistic world was to be rfound there.
It was one of the few restaurants which
kept open through the siege, and there
was ground for belief in the story that
it never remembered afterward to re
duce its prices.
The romance of a fortune that was
made out of revenge is k recalled in New
York by the death of E. S. Welles, the
inventor of a world-famous rat poison.
When Mr. Welles and the man with
whom he then worked were living in
poverty, and had only a single loaf of
bread between them and starvation, this
last morsel of food was eaten by. rats.
Welles swore vengeance and set about
discovering a means to rid the world of
rats. After numerous experiments he
began the manufacture of "Rough on
Rats" in an old barn in Jersey City,
and in four years he rose to affluence
The new King of Greece is among the
tallest of monarchs. but those who
ascribe Ms inches solely to his Roman
off blood on his mother's side forget
his stalwart Danish ancestors. His
grandfather. King Christian IX. was re
markable for his height, as are nearly
all the princes of his house. King
Constantine's cousin, the present King
of Denmark, has carried on the tradi
tion. as he stands well over six feet
without his boots.
Some Use After All.
Diminutive Onlooker (fUter golfer
makes In* sixth fruitless stroke) —If
yer digs up any \yriggl> worms, can T
ave 'em, guv’nol*, 'cds I’m goln a-fleh-
ln'. .
By LILIAN LAUFERTY.
{{tS she as pretty off the stage as
on?”—haven't you often won
dered that about your favorite
star, or even some of the lesser ligh's
w ho dazzle your eyes with their love
liness ?
I know one stage beauty who is f ir
lovelier in her little dressing room
than all the glare and tinsel of stage
illusion can make her. Ethel Barry
more's wonderfully expressive gray
eyes, flower-like white throat and
gracious manner are little private
lovelinesses so fine and rare that you
must miss them except at close
range. And she is modest. THAT
MODESTY ADDS A CHARM TO
HER BEAUTY SUCH AS LIT
TLE MISS SELF-SAT!SFA(Ti< > \'
WOULD DO WELL TO'STUDY.
■* ¥r>u ■'W'h.irt me To to** ?fhr>ur«bf■ hi-
tv.” said Miss Barrymore. "Beautv
means Maxine Elliott to mb. Maxine
Elligft, with her wonderful face and
figure, and the splendid brain Ihit
animates it ail. Brains, brains! they
are the inspiration and real spirit of
true beauty.
"It is stupid not to know thow i<
bring out your points or to let your
prettiness fade.
Cold Water for Youth.
“A frilly black ruff back of a long,
white throat, and. a sparkling face
animated by brains, w ill bring out • In
dia rm of the foreground. If you r
wishing to look your prettiest, ami
look tired and drawn instead, plen r >
of cold water will bring the becoming
flush of color to your face.
"You know there is nothing im
moral about beauty, though some old
fogies seem to think so. Think of
making laws about the width of
women’s skirts, and whether two
inches or two and a quarter inches
of white throat should be shown by
the low-cut blouse!
"Good cold cream will do a lot
toward assuring you of a white
throat. Good taste will tell you
where to cut you’- blouse. Women
ought to study these things, so men
won’t need to come out of their
sphere and agitate about them. f
told one fat old hypocritical mayor
out West, who when forced to have
a vice crusade in his wicked town
began by making laws about the
width of women’s skirts, that what
worried him was not having those
feminine skirts wide enough to hide
behind any more.
The star, who is "headlining" this
week in the Palace Theater, laughed
merrily.
• You interest yourself in divers
Cleek of the Forty Faces
By T. W. HANSHAW.
Copyright by Doubleday, Page A Co.
TO-DA Y ’S 1NSTALLMENT.
“W
causes?” The interviewer was laugh
ing too.
"Oh, yes. Women must. Interest
yourself in things outside yourself,
FOR IF YOU THINK ABOUT
YOURSELF YOU WILL BE SELF-
CONSCIOUS, AND THAT MEANS
AWKWARD AND UNBEAUTIFUL.
“Now. I am shy.” Think of that,
you little blushing girls whose self-
consciousness worries you to the
point of tears. Beautiful, talented
Ethel Barrymore is "shy." And her
cure for self-consciousness is to be
interested In things outside your own
petty little self.
“On the stage I AM my part. . 1
lose myself. In society I am one of
the guests, and I forget Ethel Bar
rymore. But if I am asked at a din
ner to get up and recite; or if in a
public place people stare and force
self-consciousness. 1 am not happy.
ONE NEVER IS HAPPY IF THINK
ING OF SELF. Posing and acting
unconcerned won’t help it; brains and
hard work will.
“This brings me to the beauty of a
happy home life. Now, I have my
husband, my two children, my tasks
and duties. The glaring restaurant
life does not bring out contentment,
self-forgetfulness—or a consequent
sweet expression."
“For beauty—brains, modesty, self-
If you think about yourself yo uwill be self-conscious.”
and
forgetfulness, happy home life
good ta«te," I mused.
“Brain.- cover it all. You have to
be wise enough to bring out your
good points, and to cover your poor
I ones until you can overcome them.
| You must have brains, and study to
I ' develop them, if you want to be more
than a pretty picture that people
glance at and forget.”
“Haven’t you some personal beauty
I secret8?" I asked boldly,
i "I” Beauty secrets?” In a tone of
j honest amazejnenl.
i “Yes, you indeed.”
j “Oil, no. 1 study a lot. of course.
I read 25 books up in Toronto la.sr
week. 1 am always reading—and
studying muslic. And 1 guard my
health.” Miss Barrymore laughed
and took an earnest nibble at the
lemon she is relying on to h» lp her
overcome a threatened case of laryn
gitis. "A simple life! Not too much
rich food—high thinking. I’ve just
one pet theory—two glasses of cold
water morning and evening. That is
such a gentle stimulus to the physical
well-being.”
j Lots of Water.
Over on the mantel shelf, next to
the picture of t v\ o dear little kiddies,
stood k bottle of mineral water.
Has that a special medicinal
value?” 1 asked.
",\’o, I Just try to be sure of clear
pure water. I am not eure in the
average theater so 4 drink bottled
water. But 1 never omit my before-
going-to-bed drink of water.
“I drink milk. too. Though it is not
safe to take much of that if you are
Uireatened with an accumulation of
pounds. You see. brains come in
again about not growing fat in these
days of sylphs. DON’T LET FAT
ACCUMULATE. For in the process
of losing it violently you are likely to
get a drawn and haggard look. That
means you are going to appear old.
Soft facial contours guard against tin
appearance of age."
I looked approvingly at Mis- Barry
more’s smooth, facial contour and
wonderful skin She smiled shyly.
"If y-ou know you are thin and ema
ciated—or if you overhear a fat < r-
’tire of about 259 pounds net weight,
remarking. There's Ethel Barry inor
at the next table. John. How stout
nhe's grown dear me. she is stouter
than ] am!' why. then, in either case
you are likely to become self-con
scious
"So. you s*-e. 1 have to avoid an
emaciated face and overweighted body
as the modern Scvlla and Uharybdis-
and so should ai girls.
"You see. it is all a perfect circle
Your ‘sentinel brain' must guard you
against the necessity of self-con-
sciousneos and I think that is the
best beauty secret \ know."
JE never have supper in this
house—my uncle always
called it a useless extrava
gance. Instead, we defer tea until 6
o'clock and make that the final meal
of the day. It was exactly five min
utes to 7 when 1 finished my accounts
and as I had had a hard day of it, I
decided to go to bed early, after hav
ing fli>*t taken a walk as far as the
old bridge, where I hoped that some
body -would be waiting for me."
I knew," said ( Meek, gently, i "I
have heard the story. It would be Mr.
Charles Drummond, would it not?”
He Was Absent.
“Yes. He was not there, however—
something must have prevented his
coming."
"Hum-m-! Go on, please.”
"Before leaving the house, ir ot
» limed to me that I ought to look into
the laboratory and see if there was
anything my uncle would he likely jo
» need lor le night, as l intended to go
straightway to bed on my return. I
did s*» He was pitting at his desk,
imjnediatel.\ under the one window “f
which I Itave spoken and with his
back to me. when 1 looked In. He
answered my inquiry with a curt ‘No
nothing Get out and don’t worry
me!’ f immediately shut, the door and
left him. returning here by way of the
covered passage and going upstairs to
make some necessary changes in my
dress for the walk to the old bridge.
When I came down ready for my
journey I looked at the clock on the
mantel over there. It was exactly 17
minutes to 8 o’clock. I had been a lit
tle longer in dressing than I had an
ticipated being: so, in order to save
time in getting to the trystlng place, I
concluded to make a short/Cut by go
ing out of the rear door and crossing
diagonally through our grounds in
stead of going by the public highway,
as usual. I had scarcely more than
crossed the threshold when 1 ran
plump into Constable Gorham. As he
is rather ;i favorite with good :\1rs.
Armyroyd here. I fancied that he had
been paying her a visit and was just
coming away from the kitchen. In
stead, he rather startled me by stating
Attorney Have you ever been to this
court before, sir?
Witness Yes, sir! T have been here«
often.
Attorney Ha, ha! Been here often,
have you? Now, tell the court what for.
Witness (slowly) Well. I have been
here at least a half dozen times to try
and collect that tailor’s bill you owe me.
* * *
The handsome hospital nurse who
married an old wealthy man the other
day was very happy in her reply to a
friend, who asked why she wedded such
a fossil. .. .
"I thought I might as well he en
gaged in nursing one old man as a
dozen." * * *
g) ie j sent a dollar to a young wom
an for a recipe to make me look y oung.
••What did you get?” '
card saying: Always associate
with women twenty years older than
yourself ’ " *-■
• * *
He- "Shall I bring you an ice while
Miss Yell fort is singing.’ Pray take
SJfe (a rival qf Miss Y •: Thanks,
no if l took anything Jt would b-
chloroform ”
* * *
Girl - “Are you the man who was
washed ashore from the wreck last
Tramp. “No, miss: l never was
washed ashore in my lif♦ * nor afloat,
either for the matter of that "
* » *
“Bertie.' said his mnthei w -it
would*.vou like to give your cousin Wil
lie for his birthday ?'
“1 know what I'd like to give him.
answered Rertie. Who had been bullied
by the older boy, “but I ain't big
enough.”
By BEATRICE FAIRFAX
Up-to-Date Jokes
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Trutl
Items of Interest
r I THE real truth, ch
I that Sleeping Be;
children dear, is
Beauty slept with
her mouth c>pen. and snored.
You are always hearing women
talk of the "nameless longing" in
their hearts, as if it were something
beyond the comprehension of mere
man. If she is single this nameless
longing is for 4 a lover, and if she is
married, it is for money.
In the books a woman returns a
letter from a discarded lover unread,
but in real life curiosity would arouse
her from a deathbed, if need be, to
break the seal.
In the stories she gives a gulping
sob as she leaves the room after a
quarrel, and he is Gone Out of Her
Life Forever. In real life site has to
go to the shop where he works next
day to buy sausage, and he waits on
her.
The Suffragettes in speech and
pamphlet tell how wives have to ac
count to their husbands for every
penny the; spend. If the men had to
listen to the account of how their
wives spend every penny there
wouldn't be insane asylums enough to
hold them.
in bonks a girl's neck looks like
white marble, and those who see it
are driven to writing poetry. In real
life s girl's neck causes every house
keeper present to make a mental note
to buy spareribs for dinner next day.
In the books a young woman never
mentions “the dear old home" without
moist eyes, and in real life she never
lives in one home longer than five
years. In the stories there is always
a trusted servant, who has been with
the family forty years; in reality no
servant is kept as long as forty weeks.
In Action a poem or song about
“baby’s shoes” will cause a woman to
dissolve in tears. In real life, if the
stork whispers to a woman that In*
is going to give her an occasion for
buying a baby’s shoe, she Is mad
enough to bite nails in two.
The hooks say a great deal about
the “children’s hour," a period at twi
light when the children climb on
mother's or father's knee and listen
to fairy stories. In real life, if father
is a farmer, he is engaged at this
poetic period in feeding the hogs and
mother is doing the milking Or. if
they live in town, he is hanging to a
car strap and she is running to the
delicatessen.
In the books the children gather at
mother’s knee for their good-night
prayers. In the days when every
mother believed in having her chil
dren pray, there were so many chil
dren in the family that they couldn’t
have gathered around her knee unless
her limbs wars built like those of an
extension tabla.
A mixture of castor oil with the white
of Hn has been recommended for
burns it allays tlie pain more quickly
and causes the wound to heal more
apidly than any other application. The
eggs are broken and emptied into a
'•owl, and the castor oil gradually and
Mowly poured in while the eggs are
beaten Enough oil Is added to make a
thick, creamy paste, which is applied
to the burn with a feather. The appli
cations are repeated often enough to
prevent their becoming dry or sticky,
i is best to abstain from any dressings,
leaving the surface uncovered.
Thrills of a novel kind are promised
f<»r tourists to Sicily if an American ho
tel proprietor can carry out his“plan».
He has bought Hie site on the summit
of an inactive but not extinct volcano,
and will build a hotel there. A special
feature of the hotel will be an under
ground chamber on the bed of the
crater, with an asbestos floor, where
those who are sated with excitement
can sleep In the expectation that they
may be called at any minute by an
eruption.
In England, where there are n<> fewer
than 616,000 women dressmakers, there
are more women workers in proportion
to population tharLin any other country
in the world.
A church at (Mairefontnine. France,
rounded in the eleventh century, is of
fered for sale at the price of $1.00.
that he had seen something which be
thought best to come round and in-
vpstlgate. In short, that a« he war
patrolling the highway he had Men ?
man vault over the wall of ,11.
grounds, and, bending down, dart out
of sight like a hare. He was aimer
positive that that man was Sir Ralph
lirogar. or course, that frightened
me almost out of my wits."
Desires To Do Both.
"Why?"
I liere Is had blood between
unc . and Hir Ralph Droger—bitter
bad biood. As you perhaps know, m.
un< le held this ground on a life teas,
from the Droger estate. That is, U
say, so long as he lived or refused tr
vacate that lease, no Droger couif
oust him nor vet lift one spadefn
of earth from the property."
"Does Sir Ralph desire to d.
eit her?"
"He desires to do both. Borings se
' retly made have manifested the fae
fhat hotij Rovey coal and native "on
per underlie the place. Sir Ralpi
wishes to tear down ihe Round Hou-
and this building and to begin minim
operations. My uncle, who h«^ heel
offered tile full value of evtrv stint
and stone, has always obstinately r“
fused to budge one inch or lessen t)v
lease by one-half hour. •Tt is for thi
lerm of life.' he has always -aid aor
for ,hp femi of my lire I'll hold it!"
Oho! said Uleek: and then puck
ered up his lipe as If about to whistle
To Be Continued Monday.
Bad for Johnny
LIFE’S STRUGGLE
WITH ILLNESS
Miss Stewart Tells How Sbs
Suffered from 16 to 46 jean
old—How Finally Cured.
j ITTLK Johnny Squildig spoiled what
J otherwise would have been a pleas
ant call last evening, and it is feared es
tablished a deadly hatred between the
Squildig and Snaggs households.
Mr. and Mrs. Snaggs had "just
dropped in." and the conversation w'enl
the full i*8nge of the weather and the
fashions arid the health of the babies of
the neighborhood between the women,
wiule the men exhausted the possibili
ties of ihe baseball season, and had got
well Into politics, when Johnny, who
found the talk uninteresting, asked Mr.
Snaggs If hr had brought his Addle with
him. *
"My Addle?" replied Snaggs, in sur
prise- ‘ What Addle
“Why. your second fiddle.”
“My second fiddle? Why, Johnny. I
am not a musician I have no fiddle I
don’t play.
“But papa says you do,” persisted
Johnny.
"Johnny. I think you had better go
upstairs to bed,” said his papa.
“Yes. its quite time.” added Mrs.
Squildig. “Little folks should he seen,
not heard.”
But Johnny was not to be gagged in
that style. He went on:
“Papa says you play second fiddle at
your bouse, and I think you might have
brought it with you.”
Then Johnny was marched out of the
room by his papa, and his mamma fol
lowed to assist in Hie subsequent exer
cises, while the Snaggs put on their
things and walked solemnly home with
heads unusually' erect anil a feeling of
unrest in their bosoms.
KUPHEMIA. OHIO.—"Recaus, at
total ignorance of how to care for
mvsclf when verging Into woman
hood. and from taking cold when go
mg lo school, r suffered from a dis-
l placement, and each month I had se
i vere pains and nausea which always
; meant: a lay-off from work for two
.to four days from the time 1 was
' 1 ti yea rs old.
' 1 went to Kansas to live with my
sister, nricl while there a doctor told
me of the Pinkham remedies but t dirt
nol uae them then as my faith in
patent medicines was limited. After
my sister died I came home to Ohio
to live and that has been my home
for the last 18 years
The Change of Life came when I
was 47 years old. and about this time
I saw my physical condition piatnlv
described in one of your advertise
menta. Then I began using Lydia E
Plnkhama Vegetable Compound, and
I can not tell you or any one the
relief it gave me in the first three
months It put me right where I
need nol lay off every month, and
during the last 18 years J have not
paid out two dollars to a doctor and
have been blessed with e*ceHem>
health for a woman of my age, and I
can thank Lydia E. Pinkham s Vege
table Compound for it.
"Since the Change of Life le over
1 have been a maternity nurse, and
being wholly self-supporting T can
not overestimate the value of good
health. I hare now earned a coat
fortable little home just by sewing
and nursing since I was 52 years old
I have recommended the Compound
to many with good results, as it is
excellent to take before and after
childbirth.”—Miss Evelyn Adelia
Stewart, Euphemia, Ohio.
If you want special advice write
to Lydia E. Pinkham Medieine Ce-
(confidential), Lynn, Maes. Your let
ter will be opened, read and an
swered by a woman and hild in
strict confidence.
New York Dental Offices
2814 and 32y 2 PEACHTREE STREET.
:* Over the Bonita Theater and Zakas' Bakery.
■"-pi, ft.
Gold Crowns . . . $3.00
Bridge Work . . . $4.00
At! Other Work at Reasonable fxioaa.