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By the Sweat of His Brow
By EEATRICE FAIRFAX
YI Isis you be good enough."
ask* M £?., "to tell me if
it is proper for a girl to
Mb© a young man who tells her he
loves her but * an not marry her for
some time to come owing to the fact
that he is not in a position to support
her at the present time, and may
never be able to do so?"
If kisses be classed as luxuries or
necessities depends solely on the
years of the one making the classifi
cation. Youth regards them as neces
sities, and Age knows they are but
idle luxuries, meaningless though not
unpleasant, and an altogether unsani
tary method of expressing an affec
tion that sometimes lasts little longer
than the kiss Itself.
But, be they luxuries or necessities,
they should be classed among the
many things which a man should he
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 la 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
the 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. "I love you. hut I
'•an 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
sult .
It Is as if he said to her "It grat
ifies me to kiss you. and for that
reason 1 seek the privilege I can do j
nothing for you and my monopoly of I
your affec tion will serve no other pur i
pose than to place you in an einbar-l
passing position, and to keep other'
lovers away whose intentions are more »
honorable. But it pleases me to kin:; .
you. and when 1 grow tired of kiss ,
Ing you I can take my avowals of (
love to some other girl. They carry
no promise with them, no obligation
no duty, and so long as there are girl-
in the world who will kiss me. I can !
enjoy myself without paying {
price.”
He Is a Loafer.
1 take it that thif young man is a !
loafer, and who is there who thinks
that the man who loafs when then* Is i
so much work to do. is entitled to any ,
girl’s kisses? A self-respecting man
will seek work, and a self-respecting
girl will refuse to bestow any mark
of affection on a man who is a, pro
fessional hobo In the Kingdom of
Love.
To care for such a man is a weak
ness that carries tragedy In its wake
It is the same kind of weakness that
marks the woman who supports Iihj
husband, finding recompense for her
toil In the fact that he never abuses
her or speaks crass to her. while
other women's husbands who work
hard and earn a good living are some
times fretted and nngrv.
The girl who permits such a man
to kiss her shows a heart that is soft
and a brain that is weak Sin has
two choices of degradation. Kit her
she kisses the man to no other pur
pose than a waste of time and an un
savory memory, or she marries him
and takes upon her shoulders th»
burden of his support.
There Is no other alternative
Some Up-to-Date Gowns and
* r How They Are Fashioned
A Prince Who Plays Bagpipes
T HE announcement made recently
that the Prince of Wales, in
th© interval of his studies at
oxford, is learning to play'the bag
pipes under the tuition of Pipe Major
W Rose, of the Second Scots Guard*,
surprise 1 many people, and particu
larly those who have an Inherent dis
like to the much-abused instrument.
Rut his royal highness, in taking up
the bagplp© as a musical accomplish
ment, la merely carrying on a tradi
tion of the royal house, many of the
members of which hav© always had a
liking for the merry chant of the
pipes Queen Victoria had her piper
at Balmoral, and so had King Ed
ward. and to-day there is one at
tached to the royal establishment, for
King George is fond of bagpipe mu
sic as his father and his royal grand
mother were.
Early Morning Skirt.
When the court is in residence in
th© Highlands It is customary for the
royal piper, dressed in full Highland
costume, to march backward and for
ward In front of the royal apart
ments every morning and awaken the
household with the “skirl” of his pipes
On official occasions, too, when the
Balmoral Highlanders arc welcoming
the king and queen on their arrival
ar 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
sop on Deeside, which Is patronised
by royalty, this official always "plays”
the king's clansmen around the arena.
• m a memorable occasion at New
Mar Lodge, the sent of the late Duke
of Fife, King Edward, along with the
princess royal, her two daughters and
his grace, marched at the head of a
body of Highlanders to the acconi
paniment of the music of the bag
piper, for which hia 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—
Just as King George does to-day—
donned the kilt, and, as was often re
marked. no Highlander could carry It
better than did his majesty. Queen
Victoria, too. had as great an admira
tion for the tartan as she had for the
bigpipes. In her majesty's time the
walls of Balmoral Castle w r ©re draped
with the Stuart colors. They have
since been replaced ?>\ less aomber
decorations' But neither the wear
ing of th* kilt nor the retaining of a
piper is dictated by royal fashion, for
« very nobleman whose ancestral home
in the Highlands dons the tradi
tional garb as much out of compli
ment to his ancestry as for any other
reason. His guests, as a rule,' follow
his example as a matter of courtesy,
but it does nor always happen that
they have the necessary habiliments
with which to convert themselves for
the time being into "Highlanders."
An Amusing Story.
amusliiK but well-authenlie*w>d
•tot\ Is told of a Ucrman prince who
was the guest of « Scottish noble
man. and who was so fascinated with
the Highland dress that he determined
to have a kilt made. He placed the
order with a well-known firm of tai
lors for a complete outfit, richly
adorned with silver buckles, and gold-
mounted sporran or pouch. He paid
something like a hundred guineas for
it. The kilt was delivered in due
< ourse, and the prince was rigged out
the next day in all the splendor of a
Highland chieftain! But his highness
was unfamiliar with the wearing of
quietly aside. Lord
that his sporran t*
and with profound hj
mistake he had mad<
placed the pouch in i
tion.
Shoes of the Scot.
It is not only In Ho
bagpipe© are regarded
Englishman certainly
at a distance, but. they are a ver
popular Instrument among tlie natives
of the Punjab, in India. The I i r«
Maharajah of Patiala had a fine ban :
of pipers wholly composed of Sikua
and other natives, who had b< • u
trained by a piper from one of th<-
British Highland regiments. Many or
the Indian frontier forces notably tiu
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 wan one day visiting the
Court of * he Rajah of Jeend. and no
ticed that the only person who broke 1
through the rigid rule of etiquette,
which forbids the wearing of shoes
in the presence of tlie Rajah, was nis
bagpiper. Judicious Inquiry elicited
the fact that the sturdy Scot, when
being engaged as the court musician,
had stipulated that he was not to a©
obliged to go about the court in bare
feet, as he regarded it as derogatory
to his native country that he shorn I
do such a thing.
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•7-29 East 2©th St. New YorK.
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 or San Francisco.
Honolulu, Japan, Chin*. Manchuria
and India, and are appearing under
the title of the "University Quar
tette.” or th,. "Four Singing Evan
gelists.” 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 t o
interior is a feature of the Uunarder
AquUania. recently finished. The rud
der is so large that a doorway has
been constructed in the lower part
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
er©' yard the rudder was in three
parts. After they had been connect \
and laid upon the ground the dis
tance that had to he walked to pass
around the rudder was over 100 feet.
The "homeles” population of Lon
don, according to the latest census of
the County Council, numbers nearly
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 YEAR MISS FAIRFAX
* I met a young man a few
months ago with whom l am very
much in love. I have had an ap
pointment with him, but he failed
to come. He phoned the next day.
but I was not at tyome. Shall I
call him up and ask him tp call?
J ESTINE
Having failed to keep his engage
ment, It is due you from him that h •
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
weddin’. I'm celebratin' me goldin
weddin’!"
"But why ain't your wife celebrat
in' It. too?" inquired his friend. "1
see 'er goin' to work as usual this
loomin'. Why ain't she got a white
rose and noo gloves?"
"Er!” muttered Bill, as he grunted
reflectively. "She ain't got nothin'
to do wiv it! She’s me fourth!"
What the Master Used.
The inspector was talking about
adverbs and adjectives.
"Does your master use adverbs and
adjectives?" he asked
"Yes. sir." chorused the scholars.
"Well, what does he use when he
does not use adverbs and adjectives?"
There was n silence. Finally a lit
tle fellow waved his hand.
"He generally uses a ruler, sir."
X the left an
dress composed ■
long tunic,
and caught
large gath-
of “orange"
skirt of pale
style,
hook.
faced
cuffs
loose coat
velvetine and of i
gray silk doth..
The coat is cut kimono
fastened on the side by a
A broad shawl collar is
with gray silk cloth and the
whidh finish the sleeves an* also
lined with gray-sllk cloth. There
is a pocket on each side.
A small blouse of white net
shows ruching at the neck and at
the wrists.
The skirt is a
crossed in the front
up at the waist by
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 em piece -
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
ruching© 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 ruching.
A huge jet hook fastens the
bottom. Two small rover© 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 on platform eating railway
porter. Please wire instructions.”
Hints For the
Flousehold
When rinsing flannels
it Is best to do so n
water, as pure worn
them hard: also .won
tains out to dry,
as if makes them v\k
them getting torn fo < -i
When about to ra!<
well flour your board «i
and roll the suet out to
Take between your ha
down, when vou v ■ 1 find the suet
fine as breadcrumbs.
Hot wa.'er mavl»
from .iapann-’d •
process of
with sweet oil.
with a little dry fin
lolishfm
t duster.
To curl a l • :i • t it has becom*-
damaged with rain or dew. sprinkle it
thickly with common salt and shake
before « bright fire until dry. when
you will fir.d it as good as new.
When washng padding cloths*
throw some oTar-g* tmcUngs into the
water. This* collects ih grease ; <vl
helps to make thcloths white and
clean-look! ne.
t'alse Gratitude
THREE QUESTIONS.
By WILLIAM F. KIRK
“W'
Little Molly May was only six. and
on the morning of the story was sob
bing her heart out because she had
lost a penny. Many looked and sym
pathized ns she trotted down »h*
street; but it was an old gentle mar
w ho played the role of practical Sa
maritan.
"Well, my little maid.” he asked, i-
he patted Molly May's heaving shou!
der. “what’s the trouble?"
"Boo-hoo! I’ve lost a penny!" cam*
the muffled answer.
Without a word the old gentlemen
thrust his hand into his pocket, an ,
handed Molly a penny to replace 'li
on© she had lost, saying;
"There—there, now everything w U
be all right.”
Rut to Is utter confusion, th^
little girl urapped her damp pinafore,
gazing at him with an expression n
which sorrow strove valiantlx with
anger, and aai>
"<*u. \ <-*u wicked old man oo ujm* 4i I
all the tim*
pH AT is Modesty?" I asked
Of a violet that basked
In a 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 T a eked a Illy white.
Paler than an altar-light.
Sinless as a vestal’s day;
"What is Purity, I pray?”
And th© lily in th© dell
Answered me, “I cannot tell."
"What is beauty?** I inquired
Of a rose with crimson fired
"Beauty. Cleopatra's ^ift.
Tasting Antony adrift.
Beauty? Tell me ere I go”
Said the rose, "I do not know."
Then 1 asked a girl aged three.
IA ho explained It all to me.
Soap that is allow**.! to drv and
harden^ la>is fwwe as long as if used
when ft-,. ’ Th '• "tore if is cheap* 1
to buy it in 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
» damp cloth. This plan is most ef
fective.
To Thread a darning needle, take a
enw’ of cotton, put the two ends
| •' T ;hrr. and thread through the eye,
I put wool through loop and draw* it.
A teaspoonful of borax to a quart of
water will make hard water soft, so
that it ran be used for washing the
most delicate skin.
If a white shirt is scorched when
j ironed the brown marks may be rc-
| moved by rubbing them with a little
dry borax.
The Soft Answer.
He was really growing-tired of pay
ing off Ills son s bills—the boy was
,n undergraduate at one of the 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 ft
, with stern admonitions to live more
, wisely and more economically.
"My son," he wrote, “you must re-
I rpember that your studies are costing
ipe a great deal of money—very much
! more than I can honestly afford."
"1 know It. father—X know it," re-
oiled hts incorrigible hopeful; "and
| 'he tragedy is that I don't study very
hard, either.”
Long Time for Both.
Affable Passenger—Indeed, and you
ire a music hall artiste! I am a !
banker, and I think it must be ;M
least tw « nty years since I was in a I
i music hall,
j Music Hal! Artiste (regretfully) —
And I’m qu»te certain, sir, it’s twenty
years since 1 was in a bank.
WITHIN THE LAW
A Powerful Story of
Adventure, Infringe and Love
Copyright, 1913, by the H. K. Fly Com- i
pany. The play “Within the Law” is 1
copyrighted by Mr. Veiller and this
noveJiaation of it 1© published by his
permission. The American Play Com
pany is the sole proprietor of the ex
clusive rights of the representation I
and performance of “Within the Law
in all languages.
By MARVIN DANA from the
Play of BAYARD VEILLER.
TODAY’S INSTALLMENT.
But 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.
"Say!" she retorted viciously, “you
'•an t throw any scare Into us. You
haln’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
*^e.” He regarded Carson with a grin.
"You are Joe Garson. forger." As he
spoke, the detective took a note-book
from a pocket, found a page and then
:ead; "First arrested in 1891 for forg
ng the name of Edwin Good sell to a
•heck for ten thousand dollars. Again
rearrested June 19. 1893. for forgery.
Arrested in April. 1898, f<?r forging the
signature of Oscar Hemmenway to a
series of bonds that were counterfeit.
Arrested as the man back of the Reilly
■.fang in 1903. Arrested in 1908 for for
gery.”
There was no change in the face or
po c e of the man who listened, to the
reading. When it was done, and the
officer looked up with a resumption of
fis triumphant grin, Garson spoke
quietly.
“Haven’t any records of convictions,
have you?"
' The grin died and a snarl sprang in
I its stead.
"No,” he snapped, vindictively. "But
we've got the right dope on you. all
j 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
j drawn a little low a- than their wont
| under the influence « f ai> emotion other -
I wise concealed.
“And you're little Aggie Lynch," Cas-
{ sidy declared as he thrust the note-book
back into his pocket. “Just now you’re
posing as Mary Turner’s cousin. You
served two years in Burnsing for black-
SYNOPSIS.
Mary Turner, becoming an orphan,
is thrown on her own resources. She
finds work at the Emporium, a de
partment store owned by Edward
Gilder; is accused of the theft of
silks, and sent to prison, though in
nocent She tells George Demarest,
Gilder's Mead lawyer, that 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 sympathizes with them. Aggie
Lynch, a convict friend of Mary’s at
Burnsing, sees good “possibilities"
for her in the world of crime. Upon
Mary’s release the slogan “once a
criminal always one," prevents her
from securing work. She is contin
ually hounded and in desperation
throws 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 w'lthin the
letter of the law. She follows his ex
ample and becomes the leader of a
band of swindlers, robbing only the
unscrupulous. Gilder’s son Dick
meets and loves Mary, who seeks to
wreak vengeance on the father
through the son. Aggie posea as her
cousin, and they pretend to be re
spectable.
Now go on with the story
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.
I snapped, with the virulence of a vixen
I “You can’t do anything to us. We ain’t
broke the law." There came a sudden
: ripple of laughter, and the charmi«.°
lip® curved joyously as she addedj
“Though perhaps we have bent it a bit.”
Cassidy sneered, outraged by such im
pudehce on the part of an ex-convicL
“Don’t make no difference what
you’ve done,” he growled. “Gee!” he
went on with a heavy sneer. “But
things are coming to a pretty pass
when a gang of crooks gets to arguing
about their rights. That’s funny, 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 stolid 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 society
manner, exaggerated to the point of
extravagance.
“Do come again, little one,” she chir
ruped. caressingly. “I’ve enjoyed your
visit so much!”
But Cassidy paid no apparent atten-
; tion to her frivolousness; only turned
and went noisily out of the drawing
room, offering no return to her daintily
i inflected good-afternoon.
For her own part, as sh© heard th©
outer door close behind the detective.
: Aggie’s expression grew vicious, and the
heavy brows drew very low, until the
“And that’s why she’s here now with ! Ievel ,ine almost made her prettiness
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. “That’s
where I found her—a girl that never
done nobody any harm, starving be
cause you police wouldn’t give her a
vanish.
“The truck-horse detective!” she
sneered. “An eighteen collar and & six-
and-a-half hat! He sure had his nerve,
trying to bluff us!”
But it was plain that Garson was of
another mood. Ther© was anxiety in
his face as he stood, ©taring vaguely
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
mail. You were arrested in Buffalo,
convicted and served your stretch.
Nothing on you? Well, well!” Again
there was triumph in the officer’s
■buckle.
Aggie showed no Least sign of per
turbation in the face of this revelation
of 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 Tittle mouth.
Sarcasm Without Effect.
"Why,” she cried, and now there was
oftness enough in the cod ing notes,
‘my Gawd! It looks as though you | as he spoke huskily, his voice
ad actually been workin’!”
chance to work. In the river because stretched her feet comfortably, ff very
site wouldn’t fake the only other way inelegantly, on a chair opposite.
(hat was left her to make’a living, be- Garson answered with a note of wear-
ausc she was keeping straight! ... iness that was unlike him.
Have you got any of that in your al n’t what you have done,” he
book?” said, quietly. “It's what they can
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 vou’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
starting transformation was wrought.
His form stiffened to rigidity after one
lightning-swift step forward, and his
make a jury think you’ve done. And.
once they set out to get you—God, how
they can frame things! If they ever
start out after Mary .” H© did not
finish the sentence, but sank down in
to his chair with a groan that was al
most of despair.
The girl replied with a burst of care
less laughter.
“Joe,” sh© said gayly, "you*r© <m©
grand little forger, all right, all right.
But Mary’s got th© brains. Pooh, I’ll
string along with her as far as sht
wants to go. She’s educated, sh©
fires of a man’s heart in a spasm of
hate. He was the embodiment of rage
whis-
i per that was yet louder than any shout.
The -aicasm was without effect on J “Cut that!”
• • dull sensibilities of the officer. He; The eyes of the. two men locked. Cas
ein on peaking with obvious emjoy- j sidy struggled with all his pride against
* ii the extent to which his know!- j the dominant fury this man hurled on
n.l the htad of the gartg is Mary
c:. Arrested four . ears ago for
r.g the Emporium. Did her stretch
1 Unee years.”
••Is that all you’ve got about her?”
:arson demanded with such abruptness
»ut Cassidy forgot his dignity suffi-
rtlv to answer with an unqualified
yes.
The forger continued speaking rap-
!v. and now there was an undercur-
cr.t of feeling in his voice.
"Nothing in your record of her about
her coming out without a friend in the
world and trying to go straight? You
ar.’t got no'hir.g in that pretty little
book of you*** about your going to the
miilinery st<.r® where she finally got a
job and tipping them off to where she
come from?”
"5>ure they was tipped off,” Cassidy
answered, quite unmoved. And he add
ed. swelling visibly with importance:
"\Ye got to protect the city.”
“Got anything in that record of
your’n,” Garson went on venomously,
“about her getting another job, and
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, “I 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 who relieved the tension
of the scene.
“He’s got you,” she remarked, airily.
“Ol. oi! He’s got you!”
There were 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 man,
Joe, if it hadn’t been for that t—nr»cr
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 his cheeks.
"That’s my business,” he responded,
dully.
"Anyway.” the officer went on, with a
| new confidence, row that his eyes were
ir following her up again and having free from the gaze that had burned in
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
face grayed. The eves glowed with the J She ain’t like you and me, Joe. Sh©
talks like a lady and, what’s a damn
ed sight harder, she acts like a lady,
r guess I know. Wake me up any
old night, and ask me—just ask me,
that’s all. She’s been tryin’ to make
a lady out of me!”
The vivaciousness of the girl dis
tracted the man for th© moment from
the gloom of his thoughts, and he turn
ed to survey th© speaker with a cyni
cal amusement.
"Swell chance!” he commented dryly.
“Oh, I’m not so worse! Just you
watch out." The lively girl sprang up,
discarded th© cigarette adjusted an ima
ginary train and spoke lispingly in a
society manner much more moderate
and convincing than that with which
she had favored th© 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," sh© 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 she’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 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
To B© Continued To-morrow.
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