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The Deadliest
Weapon of All
Up-to-Date
Jokes
Midsummer Confections ^ By QLIVET T E
A Charming Day Dress and a Magnificent Evening Gown
By ELLA WHEELER WILCOX
their use of pistol* and knives.
To purchase poisons requires a physi
cian s prescription or personal identifi j
cation But there is a deadly weapon ,
which jeopardizes the health, reason an«i ;
morality of young and old, yet which |
seems to he easily procured of any drug-
cut, h> any youth. girl. or »tr*nger. a
h bo* of chocolate <lr<n», or a glaes of ■
soda
This more than deadly instrument is ,
the hypodermic needle.
It is a ■surgeon’s instrument, and of j
great value to the world in the hands ;
of skilled specialist*. It often relieves |
otherwise unbearable agonies of the sick •
and dying
But even in the hands of the doctor it i
is a menace to the health and absolute
reason of patients unless the mind of j
the physician is well poised, and his j
sense of responsibility fully awake.
But how terrible becomes this delicate i
and inexpensive weapon when it falls j
into the possession of a weak-willed j
youth, or a young girl, or a despondent j
man or woman who has become discour
aged by Illness or sorrow or misfortune
and seeks temporary relief from mental i
or physical pain through the needle !
point!
The result Is far worse than sudden j
or early death, for the loss of the physi
cal body must eventually come in the !
process of the evolution of the soul In :
Its progress to other planes. Rut the ■
loss <*f the WILL 1* the direst disaster ,
which can befall a human being
The will is the divine power which j
links each sou! to the Great flource of j
Being
Suicide of the Soul.
Through the development of the will
and a consciousness of It* relation to:
Omnipotence, man enters into his own
kingdom, and finds power, plenty and
peace awaiting him. When the will Is
weakened and strength impaired by the
infection of a slow poison Into the i
veins the cardinal sin of murder is com
mitted murder of the real self! Suicfidc *
of the soul.
The victim and criminal In one doee
not die soon as a result of his crim'*
He lives on and on a mere body, from
which the divine i»cing of self, by will
has been ejected at the point of the
h\ podermic ’needle.
Every weakness, every tendency to
vice, sloth and indolence. Is Increased;
every aspiration is slain; every ambition
crippled; every venture menaced Yet in
view of all these incontrovertible facts
no law exists (or if it exlsta it is not
enforced! to protect the young, the igno
rant <*r the impressionable from the pur
chase and use of this instrument.
It would appall the parents of the
lard if they knew to what extent tin
deadly weapon is employed
Good people who are waging worthy
war aguinst drink, cigarettes and social
ains. would be amazed if they knew that
in their own circle, oft times in their own
families, the poor victims of the hvpo-
dermis needle were dwelling, and that .
no voice and no law forbade the ac- j
cursed habit or render it difficult to nc-
<JUi><-.
Wfcy Not Protect?
We have innumerable institutions
dowered by generous philanthropists for
the cure of these victims But why do '
we not rise in united strength and pass '
and enforce with untiring vigilance laws
t«* PROTECT the young, the 111. the<
weak, from needing treatment in these
Away with the accursed needle from
our chemists "open shop. Let the use
of it require as great authority as the ;
use of the surgeon s knife, or tlm ad- |
ministration of chloroform or ether.
In tlie hands of a wise, kind, large-
minded. skilled specialist, it may serve
a holy purpose of mercy.
In the hands of the uninstruoted. it is j
the devil’s tool.
Keep it away from such hands.
Eating by
Rule
■3
/r—S
SATING used to be one of the
pleasures of life at our
house." said the law student.
When the dinner bell rang, we all
used tft make a rush for the tab!-*
and just eat and talk and enjoy our
selves But It it different now. Eat
ing has become a very serious matte:
My aister has entered a school of do
mestic science.
"We have always had plenty of
knives, forks and spoons at our house
and we always supposed that we
knew how to use them. When we
went out to dinner we almost, always
made our quota of silver last to the
*nd. In fact, we Thought we were
pretty well bred at the table. We
certainly did not think we acted like
heathen. But sister, after the second
'esson at the domestic science achool,
informed us that we did.
"It now requires more of an effort
just to sit down correctly and get
one’s napkin opened properly than we
formerly devoted to the welfare of
our Immortal souls. One’s troubles
really begin with the soup, whim
must be dipped with just the proper
form. You have to remember that It
is not fair getting a Hackenschmidt
hold on the plate in an attempt to
secure the last dregs. You must get
the last dree®, but you must get them
without any rough work.
"And then the olives—look out for
trouble with them. We used to just
eat olives—oh. happy days! Olives
must be placed in the mouth in their
entirety and either sucked or swal
lowed. The rules are indefinite as to
the proper disposition of the atones,
which is embarrassing, especially if
one is fond of olives, and the stone?
begin to accomuiate in one's mouth
"Conversation between hostess and
guest must be carried on according to
a set formula, as rigid as in bridge
For instance, the hostess must never
ask if you will have some more cof
fee. thus intimating that "ou have al
ready had your share, or. at least,
some. This is a grave error. She
must ask: 'Won’t you have some
warm coffee?’
"The teacher at the domestic sci
ence school says it is worth while
know the rules just for the satis
faction of it. When your social rival
invites you to dinner, you can see if
the knives and forks are set accord
ing to Hoyle and sniff a derisive sniff
or two if they are not. This is very
satisfying, especially if your sociai
rival has more cut glass than you, or
is rather outshining you in the elab
orateness of her dinner."
THE FAILURE
Being the Song, of the Babe 7hat YOU Loce
By JAMES J. MONTAGUE.
O H, HO! you little Failure, with the funny, wrinkling nose,
You well may lie there and pretend to count your shell-
pink toes.
You well may seem to hear with scorn the other babies’ jeers
At words oil, cruel, cutting words that ought to burn your
ears.
What right have you to glug and coo with infantile content
When all the Judge has given you is sixty-five per cent.
Y OUR folded neck is far too fat. your dimples much too deep.
Your legs look sadly pudgy when you feebly try to creep;
Your eyes are not eliptical. they’re just big, round, blue dots,
The filmy fuzz you think is hair is all worn off in spots.
And yet you smiled, and even laughed, when the committee
came
To list your imperfections have you got no sense of shame?
Y OU ought to know how much you lack in a perfect baby’s
points,
You ought to blush when you behold your foolish, wabbly
joints.
You ought to count your chalky teeth look out, they’re sharp
and rough—
And realize that for your age you haven’t half enough.
And yet you jab what few you have with that red, curious
tongue.
And do not seem to care at all so callous! And so young 1
Snap Shots
By LILLIAN LAUFERTY.
Sing a song o’ Spring-time, or sing a
song o’ Fail;
You’ll have to sing because it’s
Spring
•t ight days, sweet nights will lure and
call;
. lie world takes anything at all
\nd tosses it with joy so me {ling -oh,
yes, all life must have its fling—
And birds und brooks and poets sing,
because 'tis Spring!
* * *
A lady i: a woman who always re
members others and never forgets her
self. C. D» GIBSON.
* * *
"Why did she love him?’’
Curious fool, be still!
Is human love
The growth Of human will?
—BYRON.
• * *
The naked truth offends the most
sacred prejudices of society.
Away, away from men and towns
To the wildwood and the downs,
To the silent wilderness.
Where the soul need not repress
It’s music lest it should not find
An echo in another's mind;
While the touch of nature’s art
Harmonizes heart to heart.
—SHELLEY.
* * *
Maiden Musing*.
The object of love may be eternal and
everlasting—but the subject changes
with pretty great frequency!
After you have toiled up a long, steep
II in the pursuit of joy. it is rather
-Hurtling to find yourself coming down
n one long, swift glide.
Memory is a queer creature. You
never can tell what pebble she will'
•boose from among the treasures on the
xho.e of life to enshrine among her
nriceless possessions.
* * *
They who wait no gifts from chance
have conquered fate.
-BROWNING.
A Familiar Tune.
X— pfeyMa iTa m
A FAILURE! Sixty-five per cent! And yet your chubby arms
You reach out to your mother, just asif your baby charms
Still had the power to call her, as they did when, wan and pale,
She first beheld your tiny form . nor dreamed that you would
Fail!
Well, who knows hut you may be right? Perhaps in her dim
eyes
You’re just as perfect as you were before you lost the Prize!
AT a Christmas gathering at the 1
of an intimate friend a certain
house
in bish
op was jocularly invited by the hostess
to sing. He declined, saying that the
following incident would fully indicate
what were his talents in the realms of
music:
He was once journeying through Pal
estine, in company with a very close
acquaintance, and one evening, after be
and his friend, who shared the tent w ‘h
him. had retired to rest, ti t bisih ,>
began humming an old tu. v. ith pTumy
of runs and repetition. His compand n
joined in. and the two started a vetvo
of a well-known hymn.
Before the verse was ended a cb . . v
just outside the tent brayed as only :«
.donkey, in the East can bray and gave
1 vent to the noise with the uti jest ext<n.
1 of the lung power that he posses ed.
While the hills of .Hidea were sendfr;:
j hack the echoes of this most uni .eiy
performance, the Arab dragoman, or
; guide, put his head inside the tent, and,
apologizing for his donkey, said:
"Ha, you sing one tune he tink he
1 know!"
J EWELS and sequins are coming inlo th(*ir
own again. This graceful evening gown
in the right hand picture with its jeweled over
dress produces the slender silhouette so much
in vogue.
The foundation is of soft- lined crepe ehar-
meuse, and the opalescent overdress is sewn on
durable net.
In midsummer the shops have sales of net
robes and tunica at: prices far lower than the
midseason terms. A small dress pattern of pale
pink or blue or creamy crepe charmeuse and a
dainty tunic will prepare you for an evening
gown for next season that will look very chic
and elegant and cost very little.
Cool and dainty is other frock for midsum
mer wear. A soft crepe that launders easily
and does not crush is the most, practical ma
terial in which to develop it.
Almost any woman can carry out the em
broidered design of marguerites with outline
sketch scrolls, “all-over” dots and eyelets.
The lace insets of inch-wide Irish may be
dispensed with in favor of a cheaper lace—
Alaltere for instance. But the five tiny drap
ing tucks with ball buttons of Irish lace at
their centers are a very important feature in
making this model slightly “different.”
Tile button “motif” is carried out on blouse
and upper skirt front, too.
The Suit
HOOSINd a wife is a compar
atively easy matter,' 1 said the
young man in the new suit.
"Choosing a suit of clothes is a more
serious and difficult affair.
"When you buy a tailor-made suit you
have no way of knowing what the cloth
will look Jlke when it is made up, and
it will surprise you greatly. But you
darkly suspect that rough goods will get
gllsteny and fuzzy goods will lose its
fuzz.
"A ready-made suit is worse. You
have to take a plum-colored suit to get
a fit, and you know very well that your
red head will look entirely too sympa
thetic if worn with a plum-colored suit.
But you do w r ant a fit.
'isn’t that coat fine on those shoul
ders?" says the clerk. You do not an
swer. The symphofiy tn colors has par.
alyzed you!
"Gee! You didn't know you looked
WITHIN THE LAW
A Powerful Story of
Adventure, Infringe and Love
like that! Y’ou didn’t know your Adam's
apple stuck out so far. You knew that
your nose was bad, but you didn't know
that it was awfully bad. Indeed, there
seems to be no use in your buying a
new suit, since you look like the double-
dyed quintessence of homeliness, any
way.
"There are other reasons why you
shouldn't buy a suit. For example, you
have conceived an undying hatred for
the salesman. He is your natural ene
my. All he wants is a chance to deal
you a knockout blow by selling you a
suit that will make people jeer at you
on the street. If the salesman had not
buried your own coat under a lot of
store coats you could get into it again
and sneak out of the side door and run.
But he has carefully arranged to prevent
your escape.
"So you must buy a suit. Still, the
color of the one you choose doesn’t
please you. and the Drice doesn’t please
you, and you are despondent and mad
until your best girl sees you wearing
the suit and says: ‘Oh, whav a per
fectly be-yewtiful suit! Why, it makes
you look like the hero in the moving
pictures I saw' last night.'
'Then you are deliriously happy and
respective fa millet
from clothes to personal appearance, and
finally came to parental dignity. The
minister’s little girl boasted:
"Every package that come? for my
papa is marked *1>I* "
"And every package that comes for
my daddy is marked Ml).’ ’’ retorted
the daughter of the physician.
Then follow ed a look of contempt from
the youngest of the party. "Huh!" she
exclaimed, "that's nothing; every pack
age that t omes to our house has three
letters on it *C. O. D.’
• * •
"I have such an indulgent hugband,
said little Mrs. Doll.
"Yes, so George says," responded Mrs.
Spiteful. "Sometimes indulges a little
too much, doesn't he**
• • •
Parson—Why do you persist in drink
ing more than is good for you?
Toper—To drown my sorrows.
Parson—And do you succeed ’
Toper t sadly)—No—they can swim.
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Copyright, 1013, by the H. K. Fly Com*
pan\ The play "Within the Law" is
copyrighted by Mr. Veillor and this
novel!/.ation of it is published by his
permission. The American Play Com
pany is the sole proprietor of the ex
clusive rights of tiie representation
and performance of "Within the Law”
in all languages.
By MARVIN DANA from the
Play by BAYARD VEILLER.
TO-DAY’S INSTALL!! ENT.
There throbbed in her heart tor
menting realization that there were
in life possibilities infinitely more
splendid than the joy of vengeance.
I She would not confess the truth even
to her inmost soul, but the truth was
there, and set her a-tremble with
vague fears. Nevertheless, because
j she was in perfect health, and was
much fatigued, her introspection did
not avail to keep her awake, and
within three minutes from the time
she lay down she was* blissfully un-
I conscious of all things, both the evil
I and the good, revenge and love.
i The Inspector Calls.
She had slept, perhaps, a half-
hour. when Fannie awakened her.
"It’s a man named Burke," she ex
plained. as her mistress lay blink
ing. And there’s another man with
him They said they must see you.”
By this time, Mary was wide awake,
for tiie name of Burke, the police
! inspector, was enough to startle her
1 of i.'liAY;- !(*,• ♦
Bring them In. in five minutes,"
she directed.
! She gut up. slipped into a tea
' gown, bathed her eyes in cologne,
! dressed her hair a little, and went
I into the drawing room, where the
two men had been waiting for some
thing more than a quarter of an hour
- to the violent indignation of both.
"Oh. here you are, at last!" the big.
j burly man cried as she entered. The
1 whole air of him, though he was in
I civilian's clothes, proclaimed the po
liceman.
"Yes. inspector,'" Mary replied
j pleasant if* as she advanced into the
' room. Shtj gave a glance toward the
1 other visitor, who was of a slenderer
form, v.lith a thin, keen face, and
recognized him instantly as Demar-
• st. who had taken part against her
as the lawyer for the store at the
time of her trial, and who was now
holding the office of District Attor
ney. She went to the chair at the
desk, and seated herself in a leis-
urel\ fashjon that increased the in
dignation of the fuming inspector.
She did not trouble to ask her self-
invited guests to sit.
"To whom do I owe the pleasure of
this visit, inspector?" she remarked
coolly. It was noticeable that she said
whom and not what, a? if she under
stood perfectly that the influence of
some person brought him on this er
rand.
"I have come to have a few quiet
words with you.’’ the inspector de
clared. in a mighty voice that sel
the globes of the ehandellers a-quiver.
Mary disregarded him. and turned to
the other man.
"How do you do. Mr Demarest?”
she said, evenly. "It’s four years since
we met. and they’ve made you Dis
trict Attorney since then. Allow me
to congratulate you.”
Demarest's keen face took on an
expression of perplexity.
"I'm puzzled.” he confessed. "There
is something familiar, somehow, about
you. and yet " He scrutinized ap
preciatively the loveliness of the girl
with her classically beautiful face
that was still individual in Its charm,
the slim graces of the tall, lissome
form. “I should have remembered
you. 1 don’t understand it.”
You Are the Girl.”
c'iin i you guess?" Mary ques
tioned, somberly. "Search your mem
ory. Mr. Demarest.”
Of a sudden, the face of the District
Attorney lightened.
"Why." he exclaimed, “you are—it
* a n't bo—yes—you are the girl, you're
ihe Mary Turner whom I—oh. I know’
you now.”
I There was
tending the
s\t end,
"I'm the girl you mean. Mr. Demar-
I est. hut. for th»- rest, you don't know
i me—not at all.”
The burly figure of thv inspector of
: police, which had loomed motionless
J during this colloquy, now- advanced a
step, and the big voice boomed
an enigmatic smile
scarlet lips ns she an-
threatening. It was very rough and
weighted with authority.
"Young woman." Burke said, per
emptorily. "the Twentieth Century
Limited leaves Grand Central Station
at 4 o’clock. It arrives in Chicago at
8:66 to-morrow morning '' He pulled
a massive gold watch from his waist
coat pocket, glanced at it, thrust it
back, and concluded ponderously:
"You will just about have time to
catch that train."
"Working for the New York Cen
tral now?" she asked blandly.
The jibe made the inspector fu
rious.
"I’m working for the good of New
York City,” he answered venomously.
Mary let a ripple of cadenced
laughter escape her
"Since when?” 6he questioned.
A little smile twisted the lips of
the District Attorney, but he caught
himself quickly, and spoke with stern
gravity.
Burke Disdained a Chair.
"Miss Turner. I think you will find
that r different tone will serve you
better."
"Oh. let her talk." Burke inter
jected angrily. "She’s only got a few
minutes, anyway.”
"Very well, then," she said genially',
"let us be comfortable during that lit
tle period" She made a gesture of
invitation toward chairs, which Burke
disdained to accept; but Demarest
seated himself.
"You’d better be packing your
trunk.” the inspector rumbled.
"But why?" Mary- inquired, with a
tantalizing assumption of innocence.
"I'm not going away.”
"On the Twentieth Century Lim
ited. this afternoon." the inspector
declared, in a voice of growing w rath.
"Oh dear, no!” Mary’s assertion
was made very quietly, but with an
underlying firmness that irritated the
official beyond endurance.
"I say ye?!’’ The answer was a bel
low.
Mary appeared distressed. not
frightened Her word* were an
ironic protest against the man's ob
streperous noisiness, no more
I thought you wan (Jed quiet words
w ith .me." 4
Burke went toward her. in a rage.
’ Now, look here, Moliie " he be
gan harshly. On the instant, Mary
was on her feet, facing him and there
was a gleam in her eyes as they met
his that bade him pause
"Miss Turner, if you don’t mind.”
She laughed slightly. "For the pres
ent, anyway." She reseated herself
tranquilly.
"I’m giving you your orders. You
will either go to Chicago, or you’ll go
up the river.”
"If you can convict me. Pray, no
tice that little word ‘if.’ "
"1 did once, remember.”
"But you can't do it again," Mary
declared, with an assurance that ex
cited the astonishment of the police
official.
"How do you know he can’t?” he
blustered.
"Because." she replied gayly. "If he
could he would have had me in prison
some time ago."
Burke winced but he made shift to
conceal his realization of the truth
she had stated to him.
"Huh!” he exclaimed gruffly. "I’ve
seen them go up pretty easy.”
Mary met the assertion with a se
renity that w r as baffling
"The poor ones," she vouchsafed;
"not those that have money. I have
money, plenty of money—now.”
"Money you stole!" the Inspector
returned, brutally.
"Oh. dear, no!” Mary cried with a
fine show of virtuous indignation.
"What about the thirty thousand
dollars you got on that partnership
swindle?" Burke asked, sneering. "1
s’pose you didn’t steal that!"
"Certainly not." was the ready re-
pl>. The man advertised for a partner
in a business sure to bring big and
safe return? I answered The busi
ness proposed was to buy a tract of
land and subdivide it. The deeds to
the land were all forged, and the
supposed seller was his confederate,
with whom he was to divide the mon
ey. We formed a partnership, with
a capital of sixtj r thousand dollars
We paid the money into the bank, and
then at once I drew it out. You s^ee.
he wanted too get my money illegal
ly. but instead I managed to get hi?
legally. For it was legal for me to
draw that money—wasn't it, Mr. Dem-
arest?"
To Be Continued To-morrow.
you go back and find
and give him a cigar,
going to."
that salesman
At least. I’nt
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