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t 4 THE % A Bachelor’s Diary | j BEAUTY SECRETS OF BEAUTIFUL WOMEN Effie Shannon 1 ells Why Twenty-five Years of Work. Has Only Made Her Younger Their Married Life Jack Spomrr’s Infatuation for the Widow Uoeoiner Korins and His ilo Notion** It. T By LILLIAN LAUFFERTY Doing It" By MAX. th» W iik for a little and it wa* with M arch js. -i itantly this * Evening with .siltirtn 1a At night, of Jack Spanner » evident Infatuation; of the ws* in which he ihondfwjllzed her. and the pofcaedOlve manner In which he took hfcr to the train, though I had hoped to have that privilege, of Sails Spencer* *»nl> half-concealed dtatrea*. and of the wi«l nW'd triumphant look when she left U«- Khe 1» an unacrupuloH* woman. So miny women who are faactnating ate. and the hold* a grudge against Mrs Spender bccfiuM of the effort* Hally mide la$t winter to prevent me front marrying. All' thi* made me uneasy, and know ing dark to he weak, just as 1 am weak ami lust as ill men are weak. I felt an pprehmelon that was almost womanish 1 wad not surprised during the morn ing t«» gel a telephone message from Mfs. Spencer to come over ■•plain talk” she said a decided feeling «»f relief that 1 ak- sehted. He Walked In. With the privilege granted «n old friend I did not stop to knock when I rofcched Mrs. Spencer's door, hut walked In unannounced, making my way to a cel-tain little sunny alttlng room where she always spent her mornihgs making up her household accounts, sewing, writing letter* and engaged in similar litlle tasks which take up so much of n methodical woman’s time, and which we men neither can comprehend nor ap preciate. She had been engaged in running a ribbon through some dainty laoe-trim- med garment, but it had fallen im noticed to the floor beside her. and with her hands lying Idly on her lap she was gating intently through the window' I stepped behind her and looked over her head to see What so engrossed her. The window commanded a view of my hkrk latvn and the picture at which she gazed Was so pretty I did not wonder at her absorption Richards had placed A little table on the lawn, and Manette was giving a dinner party, with Sarah Rae Hartman four dolls, the brown- eyed pup and two kittens as her guests Yhe dolls wet< pitting holt upright in their chairs wltn fares so lacking in expression (hat they looked like real aocletv ladles the two kittens on one side, not so well bred, were lapping cream from tlliy saucers on tha table, and the pup. on the opposite side, was harking so fiercely It became necessary for Manette to pause while feeding a doll on her lap to pacify him by stick ing * cake In his mouth His anger at the kittens, plainly because of their ill-breeding, could not be choked off by cake, and we looked and he gave one hound across the table, the kittens fled without asking to he excused, and sought shelter up the nearest tree with the pup at their heels. I am proud of Manette for many things, and one is that she seldom cries With her tea table upset and her tea party broken up. she did not give s rnWl like most bahles. hut dropped the doll baby and tan after the pup Tomp kins caught him before lie had caught the kittens and restored him to Ma- nette's arms, who punished him by put ting him In bed in a doll buggy There he lay. with his head on a pillow, his brown eyes making a plea for pardon and his pink longue hanging out. She Weeps ‘Does life offer any greater pleasure than ihat ?” 1 smmI to Mrs Spencer when she had turned around and found me there. Then l noticed that her eyes were filled with tears "Max." she said, drawing up a chair for me. "that. looking to where Ma net te was tying a doll bonnet on the pup’s head, preparatory to taking him for a ride, "is all there is in life worth while The love men and women have for each other is only a means to hap piness. and that is never aitalned unless there is a child" "Your home, though you are a bach elor, is happier than mine because of the presence of a child. I tell you. Max. you don't know how well off you are." "But." 1 argued, feeling that In some indefinable wa\ I whs put on the de fensive. "there are lonesome moments even when there is a child 1 am a man grown with all a man’s longing for the Ik doe* Manette of his i»#ers. artd baby satisfy me. t down y,e every hour In the day, and when evening comes and she has K one to bod 1 long for the companion - ip of on* who talks my own lan guage. And." growing more emphath because of the look of disapproval in her eyes, "it is a bulging that the society of men doesn't satisfy, ami as good and patient as you and .Tack are with me, letting me come over here every even ing to forget my loneliness, it Is a crav ing that even the companionship of two such good friends can't gratify Oh, Sally, you are a woman, and a Woman never understands!" A Suggestion. "No." ah* eaid sadly, "a woman never understands. And a man never under stands either, and here wo are, tied to gether for life, and neither understand ing the other. It is a Wonder we are as happy as we are You have ho wife to ‘understand' you," h little sarcastically, "ami l have a husband who doesn’t understand’ me, but you have a child, and are better off than I." "If you feel that way about It. why don't you adopt one” There’s Sarah Khe. for instance I ha\e an Idea h#r parents would be glad to give her away." She paid no head to what I had said, but gazed out of the window With her blind so far away thai her eyes look no note of the efforts Sarah Ha* was mkkipg to hold the pup In the doll buggy while Manette dragged It hack ami forth on the garden path. She turned toward me very suddenly "What is Mrs. Brown's address?" ‘ But why " I stammered. "I Intend to ask her here to spend a week," she replied "Hally." ! said, "you are mad 1f .lack is Infatuated with the widow, why do you want to make hie Infatuation worse? khe is gone lie will never see her again, and why. for the Ijord'a sake, give him a chance to play with fire by having her here?" "You say a Woman never under stands. You are wrong, it is your sex that is stupid " "BUt 1 began Then I derided it was no use There is never any use of arguing with a woman, so I pulled a notebook out of my pocket, copied lire. Brown * «d«lrecta on a card i found on the table, and handed It to her without a word. "B.v the way." as If she bad almost forgotten it; "Margaret Hill Is com ing also " Margaret Hill' The girl 1 asked to be my wife, but who refused me when she learned there was a breach of promise suit pending against me. The good lit tie I’urlian. who was so good she was Con good' I am sure my face showed my surprise. A Bitter Cry. "I tried to tell you at the station last night." she continued, "but you were so aba orbed in the coming of the widow vou refused to hear me." "Mat." abruptly changing the subject, "Is a men's InVe ever won for all time? 1 won .lack Spencer’s love when I was a girl twenty years ago, and I have been engaged In trying to keep it won ever since. 1 sometimes wonder" u little bitterly "if the love of a husband is worth the struggle a woman must make to hold It. H i» flght. fight, fight, all the time a flght to retain my personal charms, a tight to keep hint Interested, a tight to forget myself in satisfying every longing he may have, physical, menial or spiritual a flght to give him lust so much of myself that he will never know satiety and will always want more, a fight to Keep him from the dutches of that Other Woman, always standing like a threatening phantom in the back ground and then, when I have his love, what do I possess? Something about as lasting as a soap bubble, and never worth the price!" "Look here. HaUv Spencer." I said In real alarm, for this was so unlike her. "you are getting morbid, and I won’t stand for It (dime with me." draw ing her from her chair, and leading her to the door Five minutes later wp were highly honored guests at the table of Sarah I{he, who was hostess this time, each holding a kitten and a doll as a special mark of honor But is that so. Diary, what she said about the love of man? 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After a quarter of a century on the j stage, llffle Shannon iHands before u*. slender, vibrant with life, magnetic and lovely, with the beauty of a clean-cut j edmeo DELICATK, DAINTY EFFIE j SHANNON HAS BEEN A WORKER FOR TWKNTT-K1VB YEARS. Thihk of that, you litile girls who fret leal your l days of toil cheat you of youth and make you ‘old before you have crossed life's threshold! As the curtain falls on the evening- hushed rose garden In "Years of Dls- I cretion" fll the Relaseo Theater, Miss i Shannon is happily echoing her lover- huaband's. "It is wonderful to be old." IT IS WONPEKFI’F, TO HR OLD. IK Tor HAVE THE INNER SPIRIT OF j ETERNAL YOl’TH like Kffie, of the! play, and the* charming woman who i portray* her. In the close intimacy of the dies*- | ing room, Miss Shannon is absolutely j fresh and untouched by time, and yet ! she calmly said: "1 am glad 1 am Pol j young any more. Think of all the i experience the richness and fullness of } Ilf* that I know. Think how high my spirit has fed. Do you think I’d give any of it any line on my ‘face and retrace the years, and have a pretty mask witli no background of j life and feeling? "Then to you true, beauty is expre*- , elon, is it nor?" I asked Beauty Is Expression. "Yes. true beauty IS expression and to acquire beauty or to accent It, ; a woman must have Imagination and sympathy. "1 never can sufficiently emphasize imagination ami sympathy. Cultivate them they are a woman's greatest friends. They give a deeper meaning to loveliness, and they veil plalnnens. "Imagination means dreaming--seeing deep Into life and Interpreting It. Sym pathy means being in tuwe with all of It. "And as the years pass, a woman becomes more and more capable of them. So why should not a woman 'who cultivates these qualities become lovelier- with tht years?" " ‘We must cultivate our garden. , Do you remember that quotation? You j seem to live it” 1 said. Her lovely illuminating smile lit Miss Shannon's fare. "1 do remember ; 'The Beloved Vagabond’ said It and women who value their great gift, beauty, must cultivate the flowers of imagination and sympathy in the garden of mind and soul. And live! Live life in fullness. Remember you are an Individual a separate soul and learn to he your true self. Don't you think that will Insure a beautiful ex pression deep, tender eyes, s Vweet mouth and a happy soul to illuminate ‘he. face?" asked the charming star ear nestly- Beware of Fat. "I do. Indeed." 1 replied "We all must cultivate our gardens. Hut how about uprooting the weeds fat for instance”” "Fat Is a noxious weed." laughed Miss Shannon. "Girls must never get fat if they want to be beautiful People do eat too much in New York in all the big cities where dinners and teas at home or in the restaurants are occasions. Beware of too much or too rich food! "1 will tell you how simply I live Breakfast Tea. toast and a bit os fruit. Luncheon nothing. Not a bite j Dinner I have at five every day and it Is n very simple meal. After the pla> 1 have h simple supper, too. if I am hungry One needs to see people to keep In touch with life to have mo ments of gnyety and absolute self-for getfulness -to be with friends. After the play happens to be m.v free time. Bn 1 go to simple little suppers and »njpy them. “Food is not the only practical con sideration in connection with keeping bin. A very important one is: DON'T TAKE NAPS. Those little afternoon sleepy times are dangerously fattening and life is too short to sleep awu>. Keep busy keep doing things, and you will grow in strength, but not In beauty-destroying pounds." "Suppose all else failed to give you the modern 'straight silhouette." would you wear painfully tignt clothes and shoes a$ you do in the play in or der to be young and alluring. I asked? "NO!” said the graceful star em- diatlcally. "Who could be charming An Eye to Business * Prisoner at the bar," declaimed the learned Judge, "your offense is of such a nature that, if you plead guilty, l will let you off with a fine " "Pardon me." and the prisoner's coun sel popped suddenly up from his seat "Before we plead guilty. It will be nec essary for us to know exactly how much the fine will be” "But this Is unprecedented, sir’" ex claimed the Judge warml> ' You can not bargain with the Court." "Well. 1t may he a little unusual. Your Honor." replied the lawyer, "but 1 am sure, when you learn the full cir cumstances of the case, you will emirel> agree to my proposition. You see. the prisoner is in the possession of 160: my fee is IM. and so we cannot afford to plead guilty if you insist on fining him more than $10” r I 1 with tight shoe* on? Tl GUT SH ! >KS T< »K TURK : YOU U MIN D AS W I,* i i lit- i AM YOUR FEE' T. Al id 'live |ihii '•* of aw- j garti F»rs' 8 trapping you d own flrn nty and you could not f e<*l in tune with I ♦f»* t of ; V ou WOlll Id fie 1 Ofltj pain -In thi* all : worl d full of 1 boa uty >' Ml would 1 be and | cons Clous only < nf H bo tly pain fulls ob- 1 Htrlv lug f.l r fash lion *ble c( mtour*. ' Good corai r'ts, sh lies tl lal fit, Mill i.,M. ■ lo i hes, uhg they will, when Pf operly a'Wetl and IT REALLY BEAUTIFUL: IT OF KNOWLEDGE MUH NATE BEAUTY TO MARK IT AND PERMANENTLY Tl V E. "Express your own true self * belter and better and then 'wonderful lo he old’ ‘ for your will be gloriously young, and SPIRIT VVIL T MAKE YOU t.i WITH THE FIRES OF ETEI YOUTH." And as Miss Shannon's voice, vi with Imagination and sympathy, with feeling, and truly expressi her own rare self, brought me her sage, 1 knew I had heard a truth. Youth is deeper than p< and paint and-clothes Youth is Sr / nd joy ami u must he srs. TIME FEELING ro MAKE THE HPIft- T ILLUMI- IT LOVE- ATTKAC- banquet at the Astor-Ritz. ■ mk. By MABEL HERBERT URNER. rr Miss Effie Shannon in Two Charming Poses. u BE SURE TO BURN LOVE LETTERS" By ELLA WHEELER WILCOX. D ON'T keep love letters Unless you are receiving them from your own wife or husband or your fiance, you might better keep a box of dynamite in your kitchen or in troduce an infernal machine into your household than to guard a package of love letters. Let them perish in their own fires a* soon as absorbed hy the eye and heart. If your engagement ts broken, even though one or both swear never to mar ry. nevertheless 1f is worse than folly to keep the tetrera exchanged during the existence of tender relations. Fate plays Such strange pranks with us all. Your lover may some day he President of the United States, or you* sweetheart the wife of a great celebrity, anti unnecessary pain and annoyance en sue from the unearthing of those old letters by some accident Burn them. I say. burn them! VERY FOOLISH. I T is one tiling to have vour husband or wife tell you of an early rehearsal of Cupid's drama before you met. It is mother to encounter the love letters written during that period which seem to your exacting heart more realistic than the role you have been engaged to play for life. Sometime* a sensible moral being is suddenly swept off his feet by a tidal wave of passion Sometimes he is safely landed on shore by a happy turn of the wind nr by the life-saving crew of Providence. He hides his bruises, and bo one knows of bis brief disaster—unless he carries about with him the incriminating let ter Oh. the folly of It! BURN THEM ALL. IT is no easy task, however, to burn ^ or destroy, a letter that Is dear to you A genuine love letter breathes the very fragrance of the writer's soul. Who capable of understanding the grand pas sion has not felt the keen sense of pleas ure that was twin to pain at the sight of the beloved one's handwriting? Where is the man or woman so stolid or com monplace who has not at some time kissed tjte page w hereon a dear hand has rested and then hidden it near the heart whose accelerated throbs welcomed its approach ? And who of deep feeling and wide ex perience has not at some time felt his own heart scorching with the parcel of letters he tossed upon the coals? But human hearts have a Phoenix-like propensity for rising from their own ashes, strong with new life and capable of new emotions. Let there be no ac cusing records of the old. Let the dead bury its dead. However it hurts, whatever ft costs, burn your love letters. .:. Cl eek of t By T. \ ie Forty j N. HANSHAW. "aces Copyright by Doubleday, Page & Co. TO-J) A Y ’S IN ST A LLMENT. "1 knew her the instant 1 entered the house; and. remembering the Uhanticler dress with its fowl’s-foot boots. I guessed at once what those marks would prove to be when I came to investigate them. She must have stamped on the ground with all her might, to sink the marks in so deeply but she meant to make sure of the ( laws and the exaggerated scales on the toes leaving their imprint. 1 was certain we should And that dress and those boots among her effects: and Mr. N&rkotn did. What 1 wrote on that pretended telegram was for him to slip away into the house proper and search every trunk and cupboard for them. "What's that? No. I don't think they really had any idea of incrim inating Sir Roger Droger That thought came into the fellow's mind when you stepped out and caught him stealing away after the mur der had been committed. No doubt he. like you. had seen Sir Ralph practicing for ihe sports, and he sim ply made capital of it. "The main idea was to kill his fa ther and to destroy the will: and. of course, when it became apparent that the old gentleman had died intestate. even a discarded son must inherit. Where he made his blunder, however, was in his haste to practice his ven- triloquial accomplishment to prevent your going into the Round House and discovering that his father was al ready dead. “He ought to have waited until you spoke, so that it would appear natural for the old men to know' with out turning who it was that had opened the door. That is what put me on the track of him. Until that mo ment I hadn’t the slightest suspicion where he was nor under what guise he was hiding. “Of course. I had a vague sus picion even before I came and saw her that- ‘the cook’ was in it. Her readiness in inventing a fictitious gypsy with a bear’s muzzle coupled with what Nippers had told me of the animal marks she had pointed out, looked a bit fishy; but. of course, un til 1 actually met her nothing really tangible began to take shape in my thoughts. "That's all. 1 think And now good night and good luck to you. Miss Ren frew The riddle is solved; and Mr. Xarkom and T must be getting back to the wilderness and to our ground floor beds in tbe hotel of the beautiful stars! ” THE END. was jusi 3:30 when. Helen, in an I evening gown and long while wrap, hurried down to a taxicab- "The Astor-Ritz." she called to the driver as she gathered her chiffon skirts *bout her white satin slipper* and stepped in. To be whirling through ihe streets alone al 3:30 whs for Helen a new sensation, and always self-conscious, she dreaded arriving at the Astor-Ritz unescorted. It was the night of the annual dinner of the International Fraternal Society. Mr Jennings had invited Warren to the dinner and had. given him a box licket for Helen. Sh* was supposed to ar rive about 10. to sit in * box over looking the banquet hall and listen to the speeches. With a fliltfaring heart she left the cab and ran up the rwning-eovered steps of the Astor-Ritz. Kaenly con scious that she was alone, she hurried through the lobby to the nearest ele vator. At the entrance to the balcony of the banquet hall the doorman took her ticket and escorted her to one of the boxes In which were already seated three beautifully gowned women. Below was the banquet hall with a long speakers’ table at the end, and countless smaller table* crowded so close that the waiters could hardly pass be tween. It was a brilliant scene—the lights, the flower-decked tables, the high, gilded ceiling and gleaming chan deliers. Helen's first impulse as she leaned over the red plush railing of the box was to find Warren. Bui it was not easy to locate any one In that great crowded hall, with all ihe diners in evening dress, and each with a white carnation in his buttonhole. Not Warren. ^ Was thai Warren with his back to- ! ward* her at that table by the pillar? j Khe leaned forward eagerly, but as she j caught a glimpse of the man's side face her searching glance swept on to i other tables. j The waiters Were just bringing on the : dessert a pinkish ice in tall slender | glasses. There were many things in | tlie table appointments that Helen was eager lo notice, but she could not be : content, until she had located Warren. Then suddenly she saw him at a table 1 near the center. Why had she not seen I him at once? Surely no one else looked , so distinguished! If he would only look up! But he was lalking to the man at hie right. He t'ad promised to look for her around 10. and it was that now. but he kept on laughing and talking, not even glacing towards the boxes. The, waiter had just placed before him his frozen ice and refilled his wine glass. Then Helen saw that every one at War ren's table was drinking champagne. ; Some of the other table* had cham pagne. some had claret, and at a few there were no wine glasses at all. Warren was looking up now! He was glancing toward the boxes! He saw Helen and waved his napkin. Helen flushed with pride as the other women in t*he box turned to look at her. In spite of their expensive gowns and jewels Helen felt certain that their hus bands were not at handsome and dis tinguished as Warren. The waiter* had now ail linked up by the door, each carrying a tray piled nigh with small white boxes—the din ner souvenirs. At a sign from the head waiter, they filed in and out through the able*. leaving a wdiite bftx beside eachj plate. Had the dinerR been women, they would have instantly opened the boxes.j but the men seemed hardly to notice! them. So Helen's curiosity was not gratified. The Dinner Over. At length the dinner wan over. The waiters began carrying out the dishes and the pink-shaded candles, most of which had burned out. The orchestra that had been playing in a balcony above the boxes now stopped. The chairman at the speakers’ table rose and rapped for order. Helen won- Jered w-hy he wan chairman, small and insignificant with a thin voice that did not carry. After some tedious remarks which no one could hear, he in- roduced the first speaker of the even ing/ Dr. Olony, an eminent sociologist. Helen leaned forward with eager in terest. The speakers were all promi nent men. and she felt thlr addrsses would be well worth hearing. Blit Dr. Olony began with the usual trite pre liminary remarks about it being "an honor to address so distinguished a gathering Then to Helen's dismay he haired regal-looking woman She was undeniably beautiful. Hat- gown of white lace was cut strikingly low, and there were strands of pearl* about her throat and in her hair. Helen was not often jealous, hut somehow she felt suddenly plain and poorly gowned be side the striking loveliness of that woman. The speaker finished now and sat down amid much Rpplause. He bowed repeatedly, not seeming to realize that the applause was only an expression of relief that he was through. Again, tha^ chairman rapped for order. This time a United States Senator was introduced. To Helen’s relief he had no notes, hlfi voice was d©e.p and booming, and he was plainly used to talking on his feet. But kin ranting eloquence wa* just words—empty phrase*. He had nothing particular sav and was merely "orating” . Warren, who loathed after-dinner speaking, and who rarely attended big dinner* because he would not be bored, was becoming restive. "How many more of these guys do ts have to stand for?’’ drawing from hta pocket the dinner menu, on the back ol which were the names of the Speaker*. “Suffering cats! FOUR more? Well, T guess not! We'll cut it and make for home.'’ "Oh. dear, wed better waft a ftttle longer! It'll look rude to leave so «aHy, Mr Jennings will think we didn’t en joy it." "Guess he's bored stiff, too. Wiy in blazes don't they have some live talkerw instead of ringing in a lot of dead ones?" If the speech of the eminent seeioln- gisi had been long, the Senator’s seemed interminable. He boomed on with high- sounding phrases about "The Achieve ments of the Nineteenth Century „ The Splendid Strides of Civilisation The Advancement of Society,’’ and something about "Shining Orbits 1n the Skv of Future Progress Blazing In Front the Jeweled Crown of an Un conquerable Race." Every one was becoming impatient and restive, even the chairman had bis mallet poised as though anxious to rap it. but still the Senator kept on shout ing his oratorical phrases. Missed the Souvenir. "Gosh, that fellow loves to hear him self talk," growled Warren. "He's g"'¥i for another hour yet. Come ON!" "But dear, we must, wait—we can t leave while he's speaking." whispered llelen. "Like to know why we can’t? Here's where I get out!’’ "And 1 didn't get the souvenir -I didn't, even see what they were!" be wailed Helen, as Warren hurried hef out through the crowded corridors or the Astor-Ritz. ‘ Souvenirs’. with a contemptuous sniff. "Well I wouldn’t have stood for nny more of that duffer’s speech for a dozen souvenirs. I’ll Wager he’s spout- ng there yet." "Yek, he WAR tiresome," Helen ad mitted. sinking back in the taxicab with a sigh of relief. Then laughingly. "Dear, if you ever make an after-dinner speech, don’t begin by saying you ‘feel honored to address Ro distinguished a gathering' And don't—PLEASE don't use a lot of fine phrases that mean nothing." "Huh." snorted Warren, "don't you worry! If ever 1 make a public speech i'll have something to say, and I’ll say it blamed quick, and have gumption enough to sit down when I'm through." KANSAS WOMAN WHO SUFFERED From Headache, Backache, Dizziness and Nervousness, Restored to Health by Lydia E. Pinkham’s , Vegetable Compound. Lawrence, Kans. — “A year ago I was Tie wa. Buffering from a number of ailments. I always had pain and was irregular. Dur ing the delay I suf fered a great deytl with headache,back ache, dizziness, fev erish spells, nervous, ness and bloating. I had been married nearly three years. I took Lydia E. Pink- ham’s Vegetable produced a formidable manuscript and|l D 1 Compound and now preceded to read it I feel better than I have for years. (I Kverybodv sat back resignedly Afier| r<lcommend Lydia E pinkham’s Vege- ,he rt T feR : »'■“>» "Stable Compound to all who suffer as I pretend to listen. The women ueai.le ^ Mrs . M . Z EUNER, 1045 New Jer- her kept up a running conversation. . T -rr Several men had now come up to the se y street - Lawrence, Kansas. . arious boxes to sit with their wives Montana Woman’s Case. and friends. The eminent Dr. Olony was! D nrn _ Mont—“LvdiaE Pinkham'a still reading in a monotonous voice. Bums, morn. L,yoia r,. rtnicnam s Helen's glance never left Warren for Vegetable Compound cured me of awful long, and now she saw him push back KB^Vnche which T had coffered with fe- his chair and leave the table He locked oackacne wmen I t»ad Buttered With for up and nodded. He w as coming up to months. 1 was so weak I could hardly do her! my work and my head and eyes ached all "Well, what do you think of it?" when *,- m e Ynnr Cnmnnnnd helnad he entered the box and took the chair ? ne tlme - x our ^ompound Helped me beside her. m many ways and is a great strength- piiv^excited' now ThJt shi'wM wnth^r «>«• 1 always reconrmend it to my How wonderful he looked -how .iis- friends and tell them what a grand med- tlnguished! Her eyes rested on him 5 e j ne jt, is for women. You may use my Pf "Rotten speaker," he grumbled "A " ame i or the Sood of othere/'-Mw. man ought to be mobbed for reading a JOHN FRANCIS, Burns, Montana, speech at a dinner like this. What peo-| ^ , r r j- n tv i ^ » pie want is short pointed addresses of makers of Lydia L. rinknam 9 say—five minutes. That boob * been Vegetable Compound have thousands of ,p ??Oh. *dear. you didn't bring me your * uc ^ letters as those above—they tell souvenir, i wanted so much to see the truth, else they could not have been lh "Forgot the blamed thing Get it for ° bta ined for love or money. Thismed- you later Wonde. who that stunning icine is no stranger —it has stood th« woman is in that box over there?" Helen followed his glance to the dark-j*® 01 ’ lor J ear ®» Do You Worry? Tom Powers, the Famous Cartoonist, Has a Scream ingly Funny Feature in The Sunday American