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Beauty Secrets of Beautiful Women
A Host of Valuable Hints from Jose Co/ltns
By LILIAN LAUFERTY.
A BOUT the hardest work I know
Is Just being a beauty. For j
there is the ever-present dread
that If you relax eternal vigilance, your
greatest stock in trade will diminish
and dwindle to nothingness! On the
other hand. If you are merely on the
way to the acquisition of beauty, any
little trace of loveliness you acquire
is net gain.
However, queenly Jose Collins, of the
Zlegfeld Follies of 1913, in New York,
refuses to worry about the ravages of
time or avoirdupois. "If I get fat, I
get fat," said she with complacent con
viction; "I refuse to worry about it.
and to lay in a supply of wrinkles and
gray hair and Insomnia dulled eves. The
women in New York have gone mad on
the subject and they would probably
look far better fat and cheerful than
with the haunted-by-the-fear-of-an- I
other-pound look they all wear.
Eat Sparingly.
"I eat sparingly in hot weather, he- \
cause then I don’t feel warm and log-
gy I breakfast on hot water and figh.
and I eat fruit and salads without oil
in great quantities. That keeps my
system clear and In good working or
der. I never eat hot foods in summer,
for that would mean putting in some
internal heat when we are sufficient
ly bathed in the warm atmosphere. I
keep a watch on by system if it grows
tired or poisoned by some food that
was not all it should have been, why,
J Hv»» on some soft of fermented milk
product—some of tjie lactic acid drinks
that put me in sweet, healthy trim
soon again. Every' one ought to be her
own diet expert.
"I’ve'another notion, if you care to
hear it: Every woman ought to he her
own manicure expert, too. Beautiful
hands sre Improved by pink, smooth,
shell- like nails with neat half-moons
and white tips. Lay in a supply of
rounded orange wood sticks, some cu-
tide remover, a cuticle food, a buffer,
a flexible file, one of the standard pol
ishing pastes, and a nail bleach for re- '
moving stains from the nails. Spend
five minutes with the nails night and
morning, training them into shapely,
smooth cleanliness, and see what splen
did results you get—this would he my
advice to all girls
"Cold cream to make the hands
smooth; careful drying to keep them so,
and a little stretching and pulling and
patting lnto\ long, graceful lines will
make the ugliest hand more attractive.
And If a fairly pretty hand is scrupu- j
lously smooth and clean, and is tipped j
by smoothly rounded pink nails with !
no soil or jagged cuticle to mar their
outlines, it will be sure to give the
Impression of being very pretty Indeed.’- i
"Every woman her own diet expert
and manicurist,” I mused. “Then. Mi***
Collins, you may think also that every
woman should be her own hair dresser
and an expert on the care of the hair, !
too.”
Care of the Hair.
"Indeed I do,” agreed the dark-eyed
beauty whose wonderful voice and de
lightful acting are two of the charms j
she adds to merely appearing in glow
ing radiance on the stage ”1 think
every girt can train her hair In the way !
It should go—I think it well worth time
and patience to learn how to take care
of your hair.
"AtmJ I think a girl should find a sim
ple. pretty and becoming style of hair
dressing and stick to it. It Is not fair
to train the hair in one direction and
then go yanking it ofT into some other
way. A water wave can be put In and
even straight, lanky hair taught to look
fluffy and pretty.
"Juet after your next shampoo press
your still damp hair into waves with
your fingers and pin the waves Into
place, and, with the waves still pinned,
allow the hair to get perfectly dry;
pinch these same waves Into place
morning and evening with a bit of hot
water to add stability to the hair as It
*riea. Of course, this won’t make nat
urally curly hair—but it will give a pret
ty fluffy look to locks that might other
wise be an imitation of seaweed
"If your hair is too long or too thick
to manage, cut out a bit of It—if It be
too thin, go to an expert for a tonic and
apply it faithfully with a loosening, cir
cular motion that is splendid for the
scalp—and then you will probably have
a crowning glory—instead of Just
•hair’!"
So. Little Miss Would-Be-Pretty. Just
work away at being your own sane lit
tle diet expert, and manicure artist and
hair specialist, and see if you do not
fall heir to some of beautiful, stately
Jose Collins’ healthful magnetic charm
“If you are
getting fat
don’t worry
about it. Wor
ry will add
wrinkles and
gray hair.
‘ ‘ Eat spar
ingly in hot
weather,
“Never eat
hot foods in
summer.
“E very
woman ought
to be her own
manicure ex
pert.
“Girls should
find a simple,
becoming style
of hair dress
ing.”
ISM
INE,
One Woman’s
Story
By Virginia T. Van de Water.
BEHIND CLOSED DOORS
By ANNA KATHARINE GREEN
One of the Greatest Mystery Stories Ever Written
(Copyright, 1913, by Anna Katharine
. Green.)
CHAPTER XI.
T
HE taxicab bearing Mary Dan-
forth and her escort drew up in
line with other vehicles before
the great opera house, which rose huge j
and somber above the flare of white
lights upon the street. While Craig con- j
ferred for a moment with the chauffeur,
the girl looked about her. noting the ;
I hurry and clamor of Broadway at thea- j
[ ter-time. The rattle and snort of auto
mobiles, the clang of passing cars, the j
gleaming and flashing electric signs— |
seemingly pasted high against the dark !
sky—the shuffle of thousands of feet,
the light laughter of passing couples
; and the smiling faces which surged
past her into the broad lobby of the
opera house, thrilled her and almost in
toxicated her with a strange sense of
gayety and llght-hearedness. She
laughed spontaneously when Craig re
turned to her and, laying a light hand
on her arm. guided her through the
crowd, of which they became Immedi
ately a part.
"It was very nice of you to ask me to
come with you this evening,” she said
ingenuously, looking up brightly into
the eyes of the man at her side.
“I’m very glad now that I asked you,”
j he returned bluntly. "But I was not
so very glad at first, for you did not
seem at all keen at the thought of going
with me.”
The boyish frankness of the speech as
tonished the girl.
“Why. what a ridiculous thing for you
to imagine. Mr. Craig!’ she exclaimed.
"What made you fancy that?” '
"I didn’t fancy it. I knew it,” Craig
declared, handing his checks to a super
cilious usher who guided the young cou
ple down the aisle. "I know there was
some reason why you thought you
would not go with m« at first. Was I
not right?”
They were seated now, and Mary, al-
thought she flushed hotly, answered
him with a frankness that matched his
“there was
Miss Jose Collins.
The Greatest of All
By BEATRICE FAIRFAX.
** Shots
7 HOM,” one of the first
quotations asked a child,
“do you love?”
There is a sudden clasping of little
arms around the mother’s neck. Child
ish lips are pressed against her cheek
and there comes the whispered re
sponse, “You”
It is the first word childhood hears
—“love.” It has been a life that was
misspent if it is not the last.
The journey through life is only a
few hours as compared with eternity,
but it is long and weary as we meas
ure it with our short-sighted eyes. To
amuse ourselves we Invent many di
versions. hoping to find happiness In
fame, wealth, pleasure, ambition, and
when these fail we ask forgetfulness
in work.
But nothing is worth while, nothing
satisfies, though we gain all that we
longed for, unless we also have love.
It lighten* the burdens. It illumines
the dark places. It gives purpose to
purposeless. It Is the source and
THE MAID WE LOVE.
UEEN of her realm!” uncer
tain name that puzzles and
enchant9 your.
For the “Realm” and what it is the
name no knowledge grants you.
Behold! She is a maiden fair who
splendidly can cook,
And I would warn you one and all.
there’s oanger In her look.
Her salads are a dear delight—like
wise the cherry pies.
All folk must cater to this maid as in
their power lies.
Ah, maid! how trembles all your
realm when one like you departs.
For you are queen of rolling pin* and
of policemen's hearts.
HAVE YOU NOTICED THAT—
It is much easier to live because
we won’t have to go on doing it for
ever?
Pleasures and troubles are alike in
—they are both greatest
j
the average man “plays to
ry” the only observer in that
is his own self-esteem?
Yesterday’s triumphs, defeats and
sorrows all belong to yesterday for
tear*? or smllee?
The chap who lives only to enjoy
life never enjoys anything?
the sustenance of faith, courage, hope,
ambition, patience and every ennob
ling quality.
It Gives Courage.
\N it bout Love, wealth is poverty.
With Love, poverty is wealth. It puts
courage in the veins of the toward. It
makes a man rise above himself. It
is the transforming wand of the only
good fairy »he times have left us.
Love youthifles. Though one be old
and wrinkled and bowed with the
years, one is not old so long as there
remains in th.» heart a reverence tor
Love. The young woman win scoffs
at it is older than her grandmother
who trusts and believes.
It beautifies. The plainest woman
becomes beautiful when she loves and
is loved.
Love strengthens. The mother never
tires, though she works every hour,
because she is strengthened by Love.
The husband and father is persistent
in the face of discouragement uind
defeat and spends his life in toil for
those he loves.
It enthust?. No man is a good work
man if he has only himseif to provide
for. The best workman is the man
who loves.
It is the universal gift, and one
which depends not upon the whim or
caprice of some fickle goddess that
presided at our births, but upon our
selves. We were born for love. and.
those who do not love.
If there were no such thing as low.
the churches and theaters would close
and the printing presses would stop.
all we need do is to beleive and it is
our*.
It is Independent of social position,
age. color or wealth. The love that
comes to the maid is just as sweet as
that which comes to her mistress, aqd
Just a* true. There Is more of It In
the hoir\$ of the poor than in the home
of the wealthy.
It is about the only thing in life that j
defies a bank account. One is never !
defeated so long as one loves. The
failures, the loafers, the drunkards are
It is not only the greatest thing In
life; it is life Itself, and the world re
volves around it.
own.
“Yes.” she murmured,
reason.”
"I knew it,” he said triumphantly, and
droped the subject.
Whether the thought of her former
reluctance acted as a spur to Craig’s
endeavors to appear well, or whether he
was merely at his ease and happy, Mary
did not know, but when the overture
had begun she looked covertly at her
escort and told herself that she found
him charming. He was not particularly
uilllant, she admitted, but she always
thought that brilliant men were con
ceited anyhow 7 . Yet she considered this
man inttnsely interesting and amusing
In a boyish, unaffected way, while his
attitude of defrence and respect toward
herself touched and pleased her. She
smiled with happiness as the great
orchestra played. If she had known
what a tender, satisfied smile hers was
at this time she would have been
amazed.
When the curtain rose she forgot
Craig and allowed herself to be swept
along on the waves of harmony. When
the curtain fell, she turned to her com
panion, her eyes shining.
"Oh. don’t you just love it?" she asked
Impulsively.
"Yes," he answered, smiling signifi
cantly down at the hand she had uncon
sciously laid on his sleeve.
"I was talking about the opera. Mr.
Craig." she reminded him with an effort
at severity, withdrawing her hand
quickly.
"Oh. the opera?" he queried, un
abashed. His face was grave, but there
was a light of quiet amusement in his
j gaze, a gleam that made Mary laugh,
in spite of herself. "Yes. I like the
I music right well, too." he went on.
"but I “reckon the opera isn’t a very
good one. is it?”
"Indeed it is,’’ exclaimed Mary vig
orously.
"Well, I didn’t think It could be,” ex
plained the young man, "because I like
it, and from what my sister has al
ways told me about my musical taste, I
have naturally supposed that anything
I liked along that line must be rather
poor stuff.''
"Then why do you come to the opera,
If you lon’t care for music?” queried
Mary.
•‘The answer to that question in this
case Is so obvious that I refuse to be
drawn into another effort to pay a com
pliment.'' he declared. ”1 really be
lieve. Miss Danforth, that you are
blushing again.”
"If I am.” she returned, with a shrug,
"it Is because 1 am ashamed of a man
who will not give a frank and truth
ful reply to a simple question.”
His manner changed quickly, and his
bantering tone became suddenly grave.
“I wonder If you would really care
whether I was speaking the truth to
you about some things or not,” he said,
slowly and softly.
But this time the girl did aiot answ’er
him
When the opera was over they were
caught in the crowd moving up the
uisles and at last found themselves upon
the sidewalk.
“If you are not too tired,” pleaded
TA , „ , Craig, "won’t you go with me to Rec-
It is the hope of youth and the com- | tor’s and have a bite of something be-
fort of old age. All along the way fore we go home?"
there is nothing that will take love’s I The girl shook her head.
pl Ql < e j "I’d like to/’ she answered regret
The voun* woman is str^tchtnp- r ut I “ but >’ ou mU8t remember that I
i ne joung woman is siretcmng out ; Rm worklne n «*rson and need some
her arms to welcome it. The older
i am a working person and need some
sleep I think that we would best go
woman owes it to her younger sister right home, but 1 thank you, Just the
to forget love’s bitterness and dlsap- j same."
pointments, and meet her with sym- He did not urge her further, a fact
pathv and understanding in the great - f for which she was secretly grateful. A
est experience life holds sleepy elevator boy took them up to the
The old owe it to themselves to
have faith in it. They owe it to their
Juniors to express that faith often.
The mother or father who holds that »
marriage for wealth or social position
is more desirable than one for love is
not fit to be a parent.
It is* an injustice to the son and
daughter more tragic in its results
than beating a child.
One Against Higgins
Higgins Is troubled with an over
weening curiosity about other people's
affairs. Occasionally he gets taken
down, however. He met Smithers In
an omnibus: he does not know Smith
ers very well, but he “mv hoys” him
as if he were a lifelong friend.
“Been buying, eh?” he Inquired at
once.
“Yes.” said Smithers. deliberately
"I've been looking after a horse for
my wife.” \
“Have, eh? Well, let me look him
over for you.”
"Oh. I’ve bought him!”
“Not without trying him? Was he
sound ?’’
“He appeared to be.”
"Doesn’t shy?”
“No; certainly nQt.”
“Good mouth?”
”Y-e-s: I think so.”
“Good manners?”
But here Smithers arrived at his
crossing. When he reached the don-
of the ’bus. he called back to Higgins'
“I neglected to mention the: kind of
horse my wife wanted. It was a
clothes-horse.”
door of her apartment, then went down
again with his car, without waiting for
Craig to make his adieus. Mary held
out her hand frankly to her escort.
‘‘It was kind of you to give me this
delightful evening. Mr. Craig." she said,
“and I have enjoyed every minute of it.”
He looked down into her eyes as he
returned her handclasp. “Will you be
11 eve me," he said huskily. "If I say that
being with you for three hours this
evening has made me very happy?"
“Yes.” replied Mary, gently.
He started to speak again, checked
himself, and lifted her hand quickly to
his lips.
"Good night!" he said abruptly, and
turning ran downstairs without waiting
to signal for the elevator.
The girl, left alone, raised the hand
that he had kissed and pressed It to her
own lips Her eyes were shining, her
heart beating fast. Then she let herself
softly into the quiet apartment.
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What Has Gone Before.
It is the wedding day of Dr. Wal
ter Cameron. He Is to be married
at 8 o’clock that evening to Gene
vieve Gretorex. a beautiful society
girl. At 4 o*clock Dr. Cameron is
called upon In hls office by Eben-
ezer Gryce, a member of the Scot
land Yard detective force. He as
tounds Dr. Cameron by telling him
that Miss Gretorex has been missing
for several days. Gryce says that
the girl’s mother requested hls serv
ices In the hunt for her daughter,
and showed him a note in which Miss
Gretorex declared she would be back
In time for the ceremony. Gryce as
tounds Dr. Cameron by declaring he
tracked Miss Gretorex to an obscure
London hotel, where he found her
registered under the name of Mildred
Earley. They drive to the hotel and
peer through curtains Into Room No.
153, where they see Miss Gretorex
kneeling before a fire weeping and
burning up some letters. They go
downstairs greatly mystified. Gryce
makes some inquiries and learns that
three hours before the girl was vis
ited by a man, who, when he left the
hotel, notified fhu management that
he would return at 9 o'clock with a
clergyman who was going to marry
them. Dr. Cameron excitedly de
mands that Gryce tell him the name
of this man. The detective hands him
a card Inscribed with this name—
"Dr. Julius Molesworth."
Now go on with the story.
TO-DAY’S INSTALLMENT.
‘Good! To the side door then.” And
dashing through a crowd of small
urchins that blocked the road, they
made their way around the house to
the entrance mentioned. catching
glimpses through the windows, as they
did so. of blazing chandeliers and tow
ering pla/its, and hearing with feelings
that may well be imagined, the bewil
dering tones of an orchestra, mingling
with the hum of many voices.
They opened the door. A festive
scene burst upon them, but they paid
It little heed. The tall figure of the
family butler bowing before them, ab
sorbed all their attention, for he wore
a look of expectancy and cheerful wel
come that added to the mystery of the
moment and made it difficult for the
doctor to stammer out:
‘Where is Mrs. Gretorex? I must see
her at once.”
The butler, surprised, stared at the
doctor an instant, and seeing something
In his face that he did not understand,
faltered helplessly and turned his eyes
upon the detective.
“That Will Do!”
“Mrs. Gretorex," repeated Dr. Cam
eron. “I want to see her. Tell her ”
“Wait!" whispered Mr. Gryce. “I had
better send her my name.” And he took
a card out of hls pocket.
But the butler, more and more sur
prised, shook his head, and while he did
not refuse to take the card, muttered:
"Pardon, monsieur’.—Madame Greto
rex make her toilet, but if Dr. Cameron
will go to his room, I will tell her?”
"That will do,” broke in the detec
tive. "Take us upstairs at once.” And
ignoring with his usual imperturbabil
ity the glances of astonished inquiry
that followed hls rather burly figure,
clad in its common business coat, he
pushed hls way to the stairway without
waiting to see If the doctor was behind
him.
This gave the butler an opportunity to
whisper:
“The bride is a little late, Monsieur,
and Mrs. (Jretorex asked me to say ”
“I can not wait," broke in the doc
tor, exasperated that they should still
attempt to keep him in ignorance of the
real state of affairs. “I will go up. and
you see that Mrs. Gretorex comes to me
immediately." And he followed in the
wake of the detective, conscious from
the expression of the faces he passed
that he wore anything but the aspect
appropriate to his supposed position of
bridegroom.
No Excuse.
Mr. Gryce was waking in the hall
above. “I have inquired for the room
set apart for your use," whispered he.
“and they point out the one at the end
of the hall. Isn’t it a shame?” he added.
“And what pluck on the part of the
mother. I declare I had no idea she
would carry it as far as this. But I
suppose she could not help herself. She
kept hoping and hoping from minute to
minute that her daughter would come,
and has not yet found courage nor op
portunity perhaps to explain the situa
tion and dismiss her guests. If it were
not for what we have still to do,” he
added as they stepped into the room
which had been pointed out to them,
“I would wait and hear what excuses
she would frame to meet the emergency;
for you may be sure they would be
entirely in accordance wKh the demands
of the occasion.”
"There is no excuse possible. The
DR. CAMERON LEARNS HIS BRIDE IS FOUND
“Mrs. Gretorex stood "before them.’
truth will have to be told,” declared the
doctor.
But Mr. Gryce shook his head, and
pointing to the clock, replied, "There
is yet an hour before us. If she will
come at once, Mr. Gretorex may safely
be left to announce to the throng that
hls daughter has been suddenly taken so
violently ill that her marriage to-night
Is impossible. Not one in a dozen will
believe him, but the talk that will follow
will not hurt you. and to-morrow any
turn caft be given to the story which the
facts will bear out.”
"Yes, yes,” began the doctor, but he
went no further, for at that moment
there was a rustle heard on the thresh
old and Mrs. Gretorex, magnificent in
velvet and diamonds, slowly pushed open
the door and stood in a dignified atti
tude before them. Both gentlemen
started forward and both gentlemen
paused confused, for her air was one
of courteous protest, and the glance she
allowed to travel from one to the other
had nothing but a haughty inquiry in
it, which to them, knowing as they
did all that was hid behind It, showed
a power of dissimulation that for the
moment was almost disconcerting. Nor
were her first words calculated to bet
ter the impression she had made.
‘ ‘ My Daughter Is I-Iere. ’ ’
"You have sent for me?” said she with
a glance at the doctor which completely
ignored the detective. "May I ask what
I can do for you?” The as the doctor
hesitated In hls agitation, she added po
litely. “It is 8 o’clock and my daughter
is almost ready. I hope these few min
utes of delay have not Inconvenienced
you.”
"Your daughter!” gapped Dr. Camer
on. "She Is here?” While Mr. Gryce,
In no wise disturbed by the coldness
with which his presence hao been re
ceived, took up a silver paperweight
from off a table near by and began to
weigh it in his hand while his lips
moved w’ith what might be called the
ghost of a whistle.
“My daughter Is here, of course, sir,”
declared the mother in tones that were
almost icy in their pride end indigna
tion. “Where else should she be on her
wedding night?" Arc she cast a furious
glance at the detective, which that per
son was of course much too absorbed to
meet.
“Here!” again repeated the physician,
absolutely confounded at her audacity.
”1 beg pardon, but I tfiought-=”
Her smooth smile stopped him.
"Shall I Inform my child that her
bridegroom Is ready?” she asked, with a
polite but doubtful glance at the over
coat he still wore.
Dr. Cameron stared, felt himseU in
adequate to grapple with the'situation,
and glanced at Mr. Gryce, who softly
laid the paperweight down and ad
vanced.
“Madam,” said the latter, “excuse me,
but moments are of inestimable value
lust now. and I must go straight to
facts. Your daughter—”
But this woman was not one to brook
Interference.
.“I don't know you, sir,” she affirmed,
ind turned again to the doctor. "When
ny daughter's toilet is quite complete
you will receive a summons from her
maid. Would you like any assistance
yourself?”
This aroused Dr. Cameron. Advancing
he took the lady’s hand and respectful
ly bowed over it.
"Mrs. Gretorex,” said he, "you ignore
the man you have employed, but you
will not ignore me. If your daughter is
in this house she must have returned in
the last few minutes. In that case—”
But here he was again interrupted.
"You mistake. My daughter—concern
ing whose movements you seem to have
formed the most unaccountable conclu
sions—has been in this house since
noon. She came back with a cousin
of hers from Montclair, just as we were
beginning to feel anxious about her.
Her present delay is owing to an entire
ly different source. Some trouble about
her veil, I believe.”
Tantalizing Words.
For the second time the doctor showed
intense astonishment. "Mrs. Gretorex,
do you speak the truth?" he asked, “Miss
Gretorex here and since noon, when I
myself saw her at the C Hotel an
hour ago? You are deceiving me and I
as your intended son-in-law will not en
dure it. Though I pity your daughter
from the bottom of my heart, I can not
marry her, for her conduct has shown
a duplicity to which this tardy return
to fulfil her engagement only gives an
emphasis.”
It was now Mrs. Gretorex’s turn to
look dumbfounded. She gazed at the
doctor as if to see whether he were In
his proper senses, then she stepped up
to the detective.
"This is your work,” she cried. "You
have gone beyond your orders. Did you
not receive my telegram?"
"No, madam.”
To Be Continued To-morrow.
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AN IDEAL PREPARATORY SCHOOL
Boys from Ten Southern States Last Ses
sion. Most Completely Equipped School
in the South. Boys Prepared tor College,
West Point, Annapolis, or Commercial
Life. A Thorough Preparatory School.
RIVERSIDE’S SUPERIOR ADVANTAGES INCLUDE:
UNSURPASSED LOCATION: Two miles out from Gainesville, the
healthiest city in the South. In the foothills of the Blue Ridge, and
on the banks of the Chattahoochee river, and Lake Warner.
BUILDINGS AND EQUIPMENT: Barracks, Mess Hall and Class
rooms built of brick and stone. The most perfectly appointed boys’
school in the South.
ACCOMPLISHED FACULTY: A trained and experienced instructor
for every 12 boys. Tutorial system gives 60% greater efficiency for
each student and insures rapid advancement.
INTELLECTUAL ATMOSPHERE: Connected by trolley with the
cultured city of Gainesville, the home of Brenau, and famed for its
morality and beautiful churches.
ATHLETIC SUPREMACY: Rfverside’s championship teams attest
its high stand in pure athletics. Best coaches, only, employed for
each branch of sport. Often three and four teams on athletic fie
gaged in same sport, at the same time.
field eiv-
MILITARY DEPARTMENT: Strict militant discipline is maintained.
West Point cadet uniforms. A campus of 2,000 acres, comprising
woodland and stream, affords ample opportunity for manoeuvres, tar
get practice, skirmishes, bridge-building, etc.
PATRONAGE EXCLUSIVE: Cadet coims is recruited, annually, from
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those families who appreciate health, efficiency, mental and moral de
velopment. Barrack room limited. References required.
For Handsome Illustrated Catalogue, Address
Riverside Military Academy
Box 23
SANDY BEAVES, President
GAINESVILLE, GA.