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By t
he Sweat of His
By BEATRICE FAIRFAX
Brow
JfTX TILL you be good enough.'*
yy a&kfl M K “to tell me if
it ia proper for a girl t
Idas a young man who tells her h
loves her but ra.ii not marry her for
some lime to come owing to the fact
that he Is not In a position to support
her at the present time, and may
paver be able to do so?"
If kisses be classed a* luxuries or
necessities depends solely on the
years of the one making the nJaasifl-
cation Youth regards them as neces
sities. and Age knows they ar* but
idle luxuries, meaningless though not
unpleasant, and an altogether urisani-
ttry method of expressing an affec
tion that sometime* lasts little longer
than the kiss itself.
But, be they luxuries or necessities,
they should be classed among the
many things Avhlch a man should be
compelled to earn by the sweat of his
brow. Unless he can earn a living,
and by the sweat of his brow' provide
bread, he Is not entitled to kisses.
Unless he can go forth and with mus
cle and brain produce the price of a
nest for his bride, he hasn't earned
flie right to be kissed by anybody in
the world but his mother.
Is an Insult.
The kiss that is given to a girl with
the declaration. “1 love you, but I
can not afford to marry you; I am not
in position to support you now. and
may never be able to do so," is an in-
It is as if he said to her “it grat
ifies me to kiss you. and for that
reason I seek the privilege 1 can do
nothing for you and my monopoly of
your affection w ill serve no other pur
pose than to place you in an embar
rassing position, and to keep other
lovers away whose intentions are more
honorable. But il pleases me to kiss
von and when I grow tired of kiss
ing you I can take my avowals of
love to some other girJ. They carry
no promise with them, no obligation
no duty, and so long as there are girls
In the world who will kiss me. I can
enjoy myself without paying to.
price.”
He Is a Loafer
I lak" it lhal this young man is »
loafer and who la (hern who thinks
that Hit man who loaf* when there is
ho much work to.do. Is entitled to any
gill's klHscs'.’ A self - respect ing man
will Hick work, and a self-respecting
girl will refuse to bestow any mark
of affection on a man who is a pro
fessional holm in the Kingdom of
Love.
To care for such a man is a weak
ness that entries tragedy in its wake
11 is the same kind of weakness lhal
marks the woman who supports her
husband finding recompense for her
toil in the fact that, he never abuses
her or speaks cross to tier, while
other women's husbands who w'ork
hard and earn a good living are some
times fretted and angry
The girl who permits such a man
to kiss her shows a heart that Is soft
and a brain that is weak She has
I wo choices of degradation: Klther
she ktsseH the man to no other pur
pose than a waste of time and an un
savory memory, or she marries him
s nd lakes upon her shoulders the
burden of his support.
There is rio other alternative
Some Up-to-Date Gowns and
? r How They Are Fashioned
WITHIN THE LAW
A Powerful Story of
Adventure, Infringe and Love
A Prince Who Plays Bagpipes
T HE announcement made recently
that the Prince of Wales, in
the interval of hi* studies at
Oxford, is learning to play the bag
piper, under the tuition of Pipe Major
W. Rose, of the Second Scot* Guards,
surprise 1 many people, and particu
larly those who have an inherent dis
like to the much-abused instrument.
But hie royal highness, in taking up
rhe bagpipe as n musical accomplish
ment, 1s merely tarrying on a tradi
tion of the royal house, many of the
member* of which have always had a
liking for the mrrrv rhant of the
pipes Queen Victoria had her piper
at Balmoral, and so had King Ed
ward. and to-day there U one at
tached to the royal establishment, for
King George is f<nd of bagpipe mu
sic as hit, faiher and his royal grand
mother were.
Early Morning Skirt.
When the court Is In residente in
the Highlands it is customary for the
royal piper, dressed tn full Highland
costume, to march backward and for
ward m front of the ro>al apart
ment! every morning and awaken the
household with the “skirl" of his pipes.
On official occasions, too, when the
Balmoral Highlanders are welcoming
the king and queen on their arrival
at their Scottish residence, or when
the retainers on the royal estate arc
taking part in any function, the king s
piper invariably heads the procession
of kilted men
At the Braemar Highland gather
ing the great social event of the sea
son on Deealde. which Is patronized
by royalty, this official always “plays"
rhe king s clansmen around the arena.
On a memorable occasion at New
Mar Lodge. the seat of the late Duke
of Fife. King Edward, along svlth the
princess royal, her two daughters and
his grace, marched at the head of a
body of Highlanders to the accom
paniment of the music of the bag
pipes. for which his majesty had as
much liking as he had for the kilt
when he was in the Highlands.
Highland Garb.
As soon as he reached Balmoral on
his periodical visits King Edward—
Ju*t as King George does to-day -
donned the kilt. and. as was often re
marked, ro Highlander could carry it
better than did his majesty. Queen
Victoria, too. had a.s great an admira
tion fbr'the tartan as she had for the
bigpipes. In her majest>'§ time the
walls of Balmoral Castle were draped
with the Stuart colors. They have
j-ince been replaced t» h ue somber
decorations! But neither the wear
ing of the kilt nor the retaining of a
piper is dictated by royal fashion, for
every nobleman whose ancestral home
is in the Highlands dons the tradi
tional garb as much out of compli
ment to his ancestry as for any other
reason His guests, ms a rule, follow
his example as a matter of courtesy,
but it does not always happen that
Ihey have the necessary habiliments
with which to convert themselves for
the time being into “Highlanders
An Amusing Story.
An amusing but well-authenticated
atory is told of a German prince who
was the guest of a Scottish noble
gian. and who was so fascinated with
the Highland dress that he determined
have a kilt made. He placed the
brder with a well-known Arm of tai-
'ors for a complete outfit, richly
adorned with silver buckles, and golri-
anounted sporran or touch He paid
something like a hundred guineas for
1t. The kilt was delivered in due
course, and the prince was rigged out
the. next day in all the splendor of a
Highland chieftain! But his bighne-s
xvas unfamiliar with the wearing of
the sporran, and to the consternation
of his host and hostess and tfcpir
other guests he appeared with It at
tached to the back instead of the
front of the kilt! Taking the prince
quietly aside. Lord suggested
that hia sporran ahould be reversed,
and with profound apologies for the
mistake he had made, his highness
placed the pouch In Its proper posi
tion.
Shoes of the Soot.
It is not only in Scotland that the
bagpipes are regarded with favor. The
Englishman certainly likes them best
at a distance, hut they are a very
popular instrument among the natives
of the Punjab, In India. The late
Maharajah of F’atiala had a fine band
of piper* wholly composed of Sikhs
and other natives, who had been
trained by a piper from one of the
British Highland regiments. Many of
the Indian frontier forces-t-notably the
Gurkha regiments have bagpipe
bands of their own. An amusing in
stance of Scottish pride is told by a
retired Indian officer in this connec
tion. He was one day visiting the
Court of th© Rajah of Jeend, and no
ticed that the only person who broke
through the rigid rule of ©liquet♦©.
which forbids the wearing of shoes
in the presence of the Rajah, was, nil
bagpiper. Judicious inquiry elicited
the fact that the sturdy Scot, w'hcn
being engaged as the court musician,
had stipulated that he was not to
obliged to go about the court iu bare
feet, ns he regarded It as derogatory
to his native country that he shoui 1
do such a thing.
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Do You Know
Thai—
About a year ago four students of
Boston University started out with a
tuning fork to sing their way round
the world. They have arrived in
London by way of San Francisco,
Honolulu. Japan. China, Manchuria
and India, and are appearing under
the title of the “University Quar
tette.” or th,> “Four Singing Evan
gellsts." Each can preach a sermon,
lead a young men's Sunday school
class or blend his voice with the others
in the four-part setting of a hymn.
Sometimes they make a complete
change of program and give a secular
entertainment, with humorous songs.
Southern coon songs and piano solos.
A rudder with a doorway into the
interior is a feature of the Ounarder
Aquttania, recently finished. The rud
der is so large that a doorway has
been constructed In the lower par:
to admit workmen, so that they can
remove the pin which connects the
rudder to the ship. This pin is four
feet long, and bigger than the heav
iest projectile made for modern ar
tillery. When delivered at the build
ers' yard the rudder was in thre
parts. After they had been connect I
and laid upon the ground the dis
tance that had to be walked to pass
around the rudder was over 100 feet.
The “homeles" population of Lon
don. according to the latest census of
th(> CfHKBty Council, numbers m\uU
22.000. Some time ago a scheme was
started by which the police gave lodg
ing tickets to these night wanderers
This has somewhat depleted the Em
bankment and the streets, but the
fact is noted that only about half of
the people who are given tickets make
use of them They clearly prefer the
wandering life.
By BEATRICE FAIRFAX.
HE SHOULD ATONE.
I YEA R MISS FAIRFAX
1 met a \ oung man a few
months ago with whom 1 am very
much In love. I have had an ap
pointment with him, hut he failed
to come. He phoned the next day
hut 1 was not at home. Shall I
call him up and ask him to call?
J ESTIN E
Having failed to keep his engage
ment. it iB due you from him that he
make another, and atone for his fail
ure to keep it by being prompt and
particularly attentive. You do not
owe him the courtesy of asking him
to call.
A Golden One.
A white rose In his buttonhole, and
cotton gloves on his dirty hands, old
Bill Loafer swaggered jauntily along
the street At the corner a friend
stopped him. exclaiming incredu
lously :
“Why. Bill, ol’ man, what's hap
pened—bin left some money?"
"No. no," said Bill. "It's me goldin
weddln ; I'm celebratin' me goldin
weddln'! ”
• But w hy ain't your wife celebrat
in’ it. too?" inquired his friend. “I
see er goln' to work as usual this
mornin’ Why ain't she got a white
rose and noo gloves?”
“Hr!" muttered BUI. as lie grunted
reflectively. "She ain't got nuthhf
to do wiv It! She’s me fourth!”
What the Master Used.
The inspector was talking about
adverbs and adjectives.
"Does your master use adverb© and
adjectives?" he asked.
"Yes. sir." chorused the scholars.
"Well, what does he use when he
docs not use adverbs and adjectives?"
There was a silence. Finally a lit
tle fellow waved his hand.
“He generally uses a ruler, sir."
* the left an afternoon
dress composed of a small,
loose coat of “orange”
velvetihe and of a skirt of pale
gray silk cloth.
The coat is cut kimono style,
fastened on the side by a hook.
A broad shawl collar is faced
with gray silk cloth and the cuffs
which finish the sleeves arc also
lined with gray-silk cloth. There
is a pocket on each side.
A small blouse of white net
shows ruohing at the neck and at
the wrists.
The skirt is a long tunic,
crossed in the front and caUght
up at the waist by large gath
erings. The left side of the tunic
is caught up by a few folds un
der the other. The underskirt
is plain.
On the right a small after
noon coat of “Havana" taffeta.
It is gathered over an empiece-
ment making points over the
shoulders and falling rather low
over the arms. Broad openings
make the .armholes, which are
edged by a small flat ruching
which hides the setting of a sec
ond sleeve of Chantilly lace,
tightened at the wrists by three
ruohings of taffeta, and finished
by a high flounce over the hand.
The fullness of the coat is caught
up at the bottom, giving a curved
effect and finishing in back in a
small tail and edged by a small
flat niching.
A huge Jet hook fastens the
bottom. Two small revers of taf-
feta and a broad collar of black
Chantilly complete this coat
Wanted Instructions.
The station master on the Eastern
Indian Railway had been given strict
orders not to do anything out of the
ordinary without authority from the
superintendent. This accounts for his
sending the following telegram:
"Superintendent’s Office. Calcutta.
Tiger <»n platform eating railway
porter. Please wire instructions.”
Hints For the
Household
raise Gratitude
Little Molly May was only six, and
on the morning of the. story wav sob
bing her heart out because she had
lost a penny. Many looked and sym
pathized as she trotted down 'he
street: but it was an old gentleman
who played the role of practical Sa
maritan.
“Well, mv little maid " he asked, a?
he patted Molly May's heaving shoil
der. “what’s the trouble?”
“Boo-hoo! I've h»st a penny!" cam
the muffled answer.
Without a word the old gentleman
thrust his hand into hia pocket, anJ
handed Molly a penny to replace the
one shq had lost, saying:
“There—there, now' everything w ’l
be all right."
Rut to ’ Is utter confusion, the
little girl aropped her damp pinafore,
gazing at him with an expression >n
which sorrow strove valiantly with
anger, and said
' ‘ »)i. you wicked old man. oo had it
aU the time."
A
THREE QUESTIONS.
By WILLIAM F KIRK
4 4 t Y/ hat l* Modesty"'’ T asked
Of s violet that basked
In r swamp one summer day
Where a sunbeam chanced to stray.
Then the purple violet.
Squandering fragrance, dewy wet.
Spoke from out the swampland low
“Modesty? 1 do not know.”
Then I naked a Iffy white.
Baler than an altar-light.
Sin’eaa aa a vestal’s day;
"What is Purity. I prayf*
And the lily in the oell
Answered me, “1 cannot tail "
“What is beauty?” I Inquired
Of a rose with crimson tired
"Beauty. Cleopatra a gift.
Casting Antony adrift.
Beauty Tell ma et© i go.*
Said f h© rose. *T do not know*
"’hen I a©ked a girl aged three.
Who <\pl©1ned It all to me
When rinsing flannels and woolens
it is best to do so in warm soapy
water, as pure warm water makes
them hard; also when hanging cur
tains out to dry, hang them double,
as it makes them evert and prevents
them getting torn so easily.
When about to make a pudding,
well flour your board and rolling pin
and roll the suet out to a thin sheet.
Take between your hands and rub
down, when you will find the suet as
fine as breadcrumbs.
Hot water marks may be removed
from japanned trays by the simple
process of rubbing them over well
with sweet oil, and then policing
with a little dry flour on a soft duster.
To curl a feather that has become
damaged with rain or dew. sprinkle it
thickly with common salt and shake
before a bright fire until dry. when
you will find it as good as new.
When washing pudding cloths
throw some orange peelings into the
water. This* collects the grease and
helps to make the cloths white and
clean-looking.
Soap that is allowed to dry and
harden lasts twice as long as if used
when fresh. Therefore it is cheapc"
to buy It 1n quantity and keep it in a
dry place.
To prevent custard dishes or glasses
from cracking when pouring boiled
custard into them, place the dish on
a damp cloth. This plan is most ef
fective.
To thread a darning-needle, take a
length of cotton, put the two ends
together. and thread through the eye,
put wool through loop and draw 1t.
A teaspoonful of borax to a quart of
water will make hard water soft, so
that It can be used for washing the
most delicate skin.
If a white shirt Is scorched when
ironed the brown mark* may be re
moved by rubbing them with a little
dry borax.
The Soft Answer.
He was really growing tired of pay
ing off his son's bills—the boy was
an undergraduate at one of ihe big
universities However, after much
thought, he decided to be indulgent
just once more.
Boys will be boys, he thought. Ac
cordingly. as requested, he sent a
check for $250, but accompanied it
with stern admonitions to live more
wisely and more economically
"My son." he wrote, “you must re
member that your studies are costing
me a great deal of money—very much
more than I can honestly afford."
“1 know it. father—I know it.” re
plied his incorrigible hopeful; “and
the tragedy is that I don't study very,
hard, either."
Long Time for Both.
Affable Passenger—Indeed, and you
arc a music hall artiste! I am *
banker, and 1 think it must be at
'east twenty years since 1 was in a
music hall.
Music Hall Artiste (regretfully)--
And I'm quite certain, sir. it’s twenty
> ears since 1 w as in a bank.
Copyright. 1913. by the H. K Fly Com
pany. The play "Within the laiw" is
copyrighted by Mr. Velller and this
novelization of it ia publiahed by hia
permission. The American Play Com
pany Is the sole proprietor of The ex
clusive rights of tne representation
and performance of "Within the Law"
in all languages.
Bv MARVIN DANA from the
Play of BAYARD VEILLER.
TOD A Y \S INSTALLMENT.
Hut Aggie was not one to be ignored
under any circumstances. Now she
spoke with some acerbity in her voice,
which could at will be wondrous soft
and low
"Hay!" she retorted viciously, "you
can't throw any scare Into us. You
hain’t got anything on us. See?"
Cassidy, in response to this outburst,
favored the girl with a long stare, and
there was hearty amusement in his
tones as he answered:
"Nothing on you, eh? Well, well, let’s
see." He regarded Garson with a gtin.
"You are Joe Garson, forger." As be
spoke, the detective took a note-book
from a pocket, found a page 'and then
read: "First arrested in 1891 fpr forg
ing ihe name of Edwin GoodseLI to a
check for ten thousand dollars. Again
reanrested June 19. 1893, for forgery.
Arreeted in April, 1898. for forging the
signature of Oscar Hemmenway to a
series Af bonds that were counterfeit.
Arrested as the man back of the Reilly
gang in 1903. Arreeted in 1908 for for
gery."
There was no change in the face or
pose of the man who listened to the
reading. When it was dona, and the
officer looked up with a resumption of
his triumphant grin, Garson spoke
quietly. •
"Haven’t any records of convictions,
have you?"
The grin died and a snarl sprang in
its stead
“No,” he snapped, vindictively. “But
we’ve got the right dope on you, all
right, Joe Garson." He turned savagely
| on the girl, who now' had regained her
! usual expression of demure innocence,
but with her rather too heavy brows
drawn a little lower than their wont
under the influence of an emotion other
wise concealed.
"And you’re little Aggie Lynch,” Cas
sidy declared as he thrust the note-book
>ack into his pocket. "Just now you’re
posing as Mary Turner’s cousin You
served two years in Burnsing for black
mail. You were arrested In Buffalo,
convicted and served your stretch.
Nothing on you? Well, well!" Again
there was triumph in the officer’s
chuckle.
Aggie showed no least sign of per
turbation in the face of this revelation
• >f her unsavory record Only an ex
pression of half-incredulous wonder and
delight beamed from her widely opened
blue eyes and was emphasized in the
| rounding of the little mouth.
Sarcasm Without Effect.
' “Why,” she cried, and now there was
! softness enough in the cooing notes,
‘ray Gawd! It looks as though you
| had actually been workln’!”
The sarcasm was without effect on
. the dull sensibilities of the officer. He
1 went on speaking with obvious enjoy-
| ment of the extent to which his knowl-
I edge reached.
j "And the head of tne gang is Mary
Turner. Arrested four years ago for
robbing the Emporium Did her stretch
of three years."
"Is that all you've got about her?"
Garson demanded with such abruptness
I that Cassidy forgot his dignity suffi-
I ciently to answer with an unqualified
! yes.
I The forger continued speaking rap-
j idly, and now there was an undercur-
| rent of feeling in his voice.
1 "Nothing in your record of her about
j her coming out without a friend in the
world and trying to go straight? You
! ain't got nothing in that pretty little
I book of your’n about your going to the
I millinery store where she finally got a
job and tipping them off to where she
come from?"
"Sure they was tipped off," Cassidy
answered, quite unmoved. And he add
ed. swelling visibly with importance:
"We got to protect the city."
"Got anything in that record of
your’n." Garson went on venomously,
"about her getting another job, and
your following her up again and having
her thrown out? Got It there about the
letter you had old Gilder write, so that
his influence would get her canned?"
"Oh, we had her right the first time,"
Cassidy admitted, complacently.
Then the bitterness of Garson's soul
SYNOPSIS.
Mary Turner, becoming an orphan,
ia thrown on her own resources. She
finds work at the Emporium, a de
partment store owned by -Eduard
Gilder, is accused of the iheft of
silks, and sent to prison, though in
nocent She tells George Demareat.
Gilder’s head lawyer, (hat the way
to stop thievery is to pay a living
wage. In prison she learned from
fellow convicts why girls go wrong.
She understands their point of view
and sympathises with them. Aggie
Lynch, a convict friend of Mary's at
Burnsing, sees good "possibilities"
for her in the world of crime, l.'pon
Mary’s release the slogan "once a
criminal always one." prevents her
from securing work. She is contin
ually hounded and in desperation
tiirows herself into the North River.
Joe Garson, a forger, rescues her and
keeps her and Aggie In luxury,
though living chaste lives. Mary
reads that a famous financier escapes
prison through keeping within the
letter of the law Bhc follows his ex
ample and becomes the leader of a
band of swindlers. rofTbing only the
unscrupulous. Glider’s son Dick
meets and loves Mary, who seeks to
wreak vengeance on the father
through the son. Aggie poses as her
cousin, and they pretend to l»e re
spectable.
Now go on with the story
Items of Interest
was revealed by the fierceness in his
voice as he replied:
"You did not! She was railroaded for
a job she never done. She went in hon
est and she came out honest."
The detective indulged himself In a
cackle of sneering merriment.
"And that’s why she's here new with
a gang of crooks," he retorted.
Mr. Cassidy Laughs.
Garson met the implication fairly.
"Where else should she be?" he de
manded, violently. "You ain't got noth
ing in that record about my jumping
Into the river after her?" The forger's
voice deepned and trembled with the
intensity of his emotion, which was now
grown so strong that any who listened
and looked might guess something of
the truth as to his feeling toward this
woman of whom he spoke. "Thai’s
where I found her-a girl that never
done nobody any harm, starving be
cause you police wouldn’t give her a
chance to work. In the river because
she wouldn't take the only other way
that was left her to make a living, be
cause she was keeping straight! . . .
Have you got any of that in your
book ?"
Cassidy, who had been scowling in the
face of this arraignment, suddenly gave
vent to a croaking laugh of derision.
"Huh!" he said, contemptuously. "I
guess you’s stuck on her. eh?"
At the words, an Instantaneous change
swept over Garson. Hitherto he had
been tense, his face set with emotion,
a man strong and sullen, with eyes as
clear and heartless as those of a beast
in the wild. Now. without warning, a
startling transformation was wrought.
His form stiffened to rigidity after one
lightning swift step forward, and his
face grayed. The eyes glowed with the
fires of a man’s heart in a spasm of
hate. He was the embodiment of rage
as he spoke huskily, his voice a w'his-
per tpat was yet louder than any shout.
"Cut that!"
The eyes of the two men locked. Cas
sidy struggled with all his pride against
the dominant fury this man hurled on
him.
"What?" he demanded.-blusteringly.
But his tone was weaker than its wont.
"I mean." Garson repeated, and there
was finality in his accents, a deadly
quality that was appalling. “1 mean, cut
it out—now, here, and all the time!
It don’t go!" The voice rose slightly.
The effect of it was more penetrant than
a scream. "It don’t go , , . Do you
get me?"
There was a short Interval of sil
ence, then’the officer’s eyes at last fell.
It was Aggie w’ho relieved the tension
of the scene.
"He’s got you," she remarked, airily.
"Oi, oi! He’s got you!”
There w'ere again a few seconds of
pause, and then Cassidy made an ob
servation that revealed in some meas
ure the shock of the experience he had
just undergone.
"You would have been a big man,
•toe, if it hadn’t been for that temper
of yours. It’s got you into trouble
once or twice already. Some take it’s
likely to prove your finish."
Garson relaxed his immobility, and a
little color crept into bis cheeks.
“That’s my business," he responded,
dully.
"Anyway," the officer went on, with a
new r confidence, now that his eyes were
free from the gaze that had burned in
to his soul, "you've got to clear out.
the whole, gang of you and do it quick."
Aggie, who as a matter of fact began
to feel that she was not receiving her
due share of attention, now interpos
ed. moving forward till her face was
close to the detective’s.
"We don’t scare worth a cent," she
snapped, with the virulence of a vixen.
"You can’t do anything to us. W© ain't
broke the law." There came a sudden
ripple of laughter, and the charming
lips curved Joyously an she added:
"Though perhaps we have bent it a bit."
Cassidy sneered, outraged by such im
pudence on the part of an ex-convict.
"Don’t mak© no difference what
you've done." he growled. "Gee!" he
went on with a heavy ©near. “But
things are coming to a pretty puss
when a gang of crooks gets to axgrutng
about their rights. That’s fanny, that
is!"
"Then laugh!” Aggie exclaimed, In
solently, and made a face at the officer.
“Ha, ha, ha!”
"Well, you’ve got the tip." Cassidy
returned, somewhat disconcerted, after
a st..!id fashion of his own. "It’s up to
you ,to take it, that’s all If you don’t,
one of you will make a long visit with
some people out of town, and it’ll prob
ably be Mary. Remember, I’m giving
It to you straight."
Aggie assumed her formal eociety
manner, exaggerated to the point of
extra vagance.
"Do come again, little ^EJ." chir
ruped, caressingly. "I'tw enjoyed your
visit so much!"
But Cassidy paid no apparent atten
tion to her frivoloueness; only turned
and went noisily out of the drawing
i room, offering no return to her daintily
Inflected good-afternoon.
For her own part, as she heard th©
outer door close, behind the detective,
Aggie’s expression grew' vicious, and the
heavy brows drew very low, until the
level line almost made her pretiiaeas
vanish.
"The truck-horse detective!" she
sneered "An eighteen collar and a six-
and-a-half hat! He sure had his nerve,
trying to bluff us!"
But it was plain that Garson was of
another mood. There was anxiety in
I his face as he stood staring vaguely
i out of the window.
“What Have We Done.’ ,
"Perhaps it wasn’t a bluff, Aggie,”
he suggested.
"Well, what have we done. I'd like
to know?" the girl demanded, confident
ly. She took a cigarette and a match
from the tabouret beside her and
stretched her feet comfortably, if very
inelegantly, on a chair opposite.
Garson answered with a note of Wear
iness that was unlike him.
"It ain't wliat you have done." he
said, quietly. "It’s what they can
make a jury think you’ve done. And.
I cnee they set out to get you—God, how
j they can frame things! If they ever
! *tart out after Mary ." He did not
finish the sentence, but sank down in-
I to his chair with a groan that was al-
j most of despair.
The girl replied with a burst of care
less laughter.
"Joe," she said gayly, "you're one
giand little forger, all right, all right,
i But Mary’s got the brains. Pooh, I’ll
string along w ith her as far as she
wants to go. She’s educated, she is.
| She ain't like you and me, Joe. She
j talks like a lady and, what’s a damn-
j ed sight harder, she acts like a lady
j 1 guess I know. Wake me up any
old night, and ask me just ask m*
that's all. She’s been tryin’ to matofc
a lady out of me!"
The vivaciousness of the girl <\i*
traded the man for the moment fro??
the gloom of his thoughts, and he tura
ed to survey the speaker with a cynfc
cal amusement.
"Swell chance!’’ he commented dryly*
"Oh, I’m not so tvorse! Just you
watch out." The lively girl sprang up,
discarded the cigarette adjusted an ima
ginary train and spoke liapingly in a
society manner much more moderate
and convincing than, that with which
she had favored the retiring Cassidy.
Voice, pose and gesture proclaimed at
least the excellent mimic.
"How do you do, Mrs. Jones! So
good of you to call! .... My dear
Miss Smith, this is indeed a pleasure."
She seated herself again, quite primly
now. and moved her hands over the
tabouret appropriately to her words
"One lump or two? . . . Yes. I just love
bridge No, I don’t play,” she contin
ued, simpering: "but. just the same, I
love it." With this absurd ending,
Aggie again arranged her feet accord
ing to her liking on the opposite chair.
"That’s the kind of stuff sne’s had me
doing," she rattled on. in her coarser
voice, "and believe me, Joe. it’s damn
ed near killing me. But all the same,"
she hurried on, with a swift revulsion
of mood to the former serious topic.
"I’m for Mary strong! You stick to
her, Joe, and you’ll wear diamonds.
. . And that reminds me! I wish
she'd let me wear mine,' but she won't.
She says they're vulgar for an innocent
country girl like her cousin, Agnes
Lynch. Ain’t that fierce? . . . How-
can anything be vulgar that's worth a
hundred and fifty a carat?
To Be Continued To-morrow.
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