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li 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. INDIGESTION? Stop it quickly: Have your grocer send you one doz. bottles of SHIVA R /N- GINGER ALE Drink with meals. f ind if not prompt- v relieved. get your money back st our expense. Wholesome deli cious, refreshing. Prepared with the celebrated Sblvar Mineral Water and the. purest flavoring materials. SHIVAR SPRING, Manufacturers SHELTON, S. C. E. L. ADAME CO., Distributors, Atlanta. 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. 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