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Beauty Secrets of Beautiful Women A Host of Valuable Hints from Jose Collins By LILIAN LAUFERTY. A BOUT the hardest work I know Is Just being a beauty. For 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 1G13, 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; "1 refuse to worry about it. and to lay in a supply of wrinkles and gray hair and insomnia dulled eyes. The women in New York have gone mad on the subject and they would probably lcok 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, be cause then I don’t feel warm and log- gy. 1 breakfast on hot water and figs, 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, I live on some soft of fermented milk product—some of the lactic acid drinks that put me in sweet, healthy trim •oon again Every’ one ought to be her own diet expert. *Tve another notion, if you care to hear It: Every woman ought to be her own manicure expert, too Beautiful hands are Improved by pink, smooth, shell-like nails with neat half-moons and white tips 1-ay in a supply of rounded orange wood sticks, some cu ticle 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 be my advice to all girls “Cold cream to make the hands •mooth; careful drying to keep them so, ' and a little stretching and pulling and patting into long, graceful lines will make the ugliest hand more attractive. And if a fairly pretty hand is scrupu- ! lously smooth and clean, and Is tipped 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, MM Collins, you may think also that every woman should be her own hsir 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- j lightful acting are two of the charms j the adds to merely appearing in glow ing radiance on the stage "I think •very girl can train her hair in the way It should go—I think it well worth time gnd patience to learn how to take care of your hair "And 1 think a girl should And a sim ple. pretty and becoming style of hair Areas!ng and stick *o it. It is not fair to train the hair In one direction and then go yanking it off into some other way. A water wave can be put in and •ven straight, lanky hair taught to look fluffy and pretty. "Just after your next shampoo press your still damp hair into waves with your Angers and pin the waves into place, and. with the waves still pinned, Allow the hair to get perfectly dry; pinch these sajne waves Into place morning and evening with a bit of hot water to add stability to the hair as it dries 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 •calp—ajid then you w’lll 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 fell 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. “Every woman ought to be her own manicure ex pert. “Girls should find a simple, becoming style of hair dress lag- ’ ’ One Woman’s Story By Virginia T. Van de Water. IT Miss Jose Collins. The Greatest of All By BE \TRICE FAIRFAX. Snap- Shots “Q THE MAID WE LOVE. UEEN of her realm!" uncer tain name that puzzles and enchants 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 wabh you one and all, there's danger in her look. Her salads are a dear delight—like wise the cherry pies: All folk must cater to this maid a? in their power lies Ah. maid! how trembles all your realm when one like you departs. For you are queen of rolling pins 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 one respect—they are both greatest ^in antirtpation! • n the average man "plays to tilery** the only observer in that fy his own eelf-esteem? W ^r r tears or smiles? The chap who lives only to enjoy life never enjoys anything? HOM,” ie one of the first questions asked a child, “do you love?" There is a sudden clasping of littl? 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 1s 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 lightens the burdens. It illumines the dark places. It gives purpo?*e to the purposeless. It is the source and the sustenance of faith, courage, hope, ambition, patience and every ennob ling quality. It Gives Courage. Without Love, wealth is poverty. With Love, poverty is wealth. It puts courage in the veins of the coward. It makes a man rise above himself. It is the transforming wand of the only good fairy *he times have left ue Love youthifies. Though one be old and wrinkled and bowed with the years, oue is not old so long as there remains in the heart a reverence for Love. The young woman who 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 and defeat and spends his life in toil for those he lover. It enthuses. No man is a good work man if ne has only himseif to provide for. The best workman is the man w ho 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 ns lov.-. the churches and theaters would close and the printing presses would stop. CHAPTER XI. HE taxicab bearing Mary Dan- forth and her escort drew up in line with other vehicles before the great opera house which rose huge and somber above the flare of white lights upon the street. While Craig in ferred for a moment with the chauffeur, the girl looked about her. noting the hurry and clamor of Broadway at thea ter-time. The rattle and snort of auto mobiles, the clang of passing cars, the 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 light-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," 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 me 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 own. "Yes." she murmured, "there was a 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 W'hether 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 »rilllant, she admitted, but she always bought that brilliant men w r ere con ceited anyhow. Yet she considered this man lnttnsely 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 thia time she would have been amazed When the curtain rose she forgot Craig and allowed herself to be sw’ept 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 w’as a light of quiet amusement in his gaze, a gleam that made Mary laugh, in spite of herself. "Yes, I like the j music right well, too.” he w’ent on, ! "but I reckon the opera isn’t a very j good one, Is It?" "Indeed it is," exclaimed Mary vig orously. "Well, I didn’t think it could be,” ex- f *lained the young man, "because I like t, and from what my sister has al- | ways told me about my musical taste. I | have naturally supposed that anything i 1 liked along that line must be rather j poor stuff.” “Then why do you come to the opera, if you don’t care for music?" queried Mary. "The answer tb that question in this j case Is so obvious that I refuse to be j drawn into another effort to pay a com pliment,” he declared. "I really be lieve. Miss Danforth, that you are blushing again.” "If I am.” she returned, with a shrug. It i* indenendAnt rsf ert «i 0 i nno | t)A „ “it is because I am ashamed of a man ” who will no. give a frank and truth- ful reply to a simple question. His manner changed quickly, and his BEHIND CLOSED DOORS By ANNA KATHARINE GREEN One of the Greatest Mystery Stories Ever Written all we need do is to beleive and it is ours. age. color or wealth. The love that comes tu the maid is just as sw eet as that which comes to her mistress, and 1 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 not answer him When the opera was over they were caught in the crowd moving up the aisles and at last found themselves upon the sidewalk "If you are not too tired,” pleaded Craig, "won’t you go with me to Rec tor’s and have a bite of something be- just as* true. There Is more of it in the horr\2 of the poor than in the home of the wealthy. It is about the only thing in life that 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. It is the hope of youth and the com fort of old age All along the way fore we go home'.’ there Is nothing that will take love’s ! The girl shook her head, place. "I’d like tt\” she answered regret- The young- woman is stretching out 1 fully - " bu ', you m,,st remember that I urm* tn ,i. 0 i„ Am . »» iJ am a working person and need some he. arms to welcome it. The older sleep . { , htn g th at we would best go woman owes it to her younger sister right home, but I thank you. just the to forget loves bitterness* and disap- same.” pointments, and meet her with sym- ! He did not urge her further, a fact p&thy and understanding in the great-k ,or which she was secretly grateful. A est experience life holds t sleepy elevator boy took them up to the Th* r»ia ftivu ir trv Vi.omcJ.- I door of her apartment, then went down ,2 ', !L t0 . the "V? e J ve * t°l again with his car. without waiting for ha\e faith in it. They owe it to their Craig to make his adieus. Mary held juniors to express that faith often. The mother or father who holds that i marriage for wealth or social position Is more desirable than one for love is not tit to be a parent It in 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 r Smith ers very well, but he "my boys" him as if he were a lifelong friend. "Been buying, eh?" he inquired at once. "Yes." said Smithers. deliberately Tve 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' 1 Was he sound ?” He appeared to be." "Doesn’t shy?” “No. certainly not.” “Good mouth?" "Y-e-s; I think so.” "Good manners?” But 1 Smithers arrived at his crossing When he reached the doa- of the 'bus, he called back to Hoggins; "T neglect. Ig^mention tbe kind f horse my u ^Jp^uted. It was a clothes-horse." (Copyright, 1913, by Anna Katharine Green.) 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. "W»ll you be lieve 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 GINGER ALE Drink with meals. (V and if rot prompt- ^ your money back / \ at our expense / \ Wholesome deli- j IV iPBy I clous. refreshing Vlfcllb Prepared with the c celebrated Shivar Mineral Water and the purest flavoring materials. SHSVAR SPRING, Manufacturers SHELTON. S. C. E. L. ADAMS CO., Distributors, Atlanta. What Has Gone Before. It is the wedding day of Dr. Wal ter Cameron He is to be njarried at 8 o’clock that evening to Gene vieve Gretorex. a beautiful society girl. At 4 o’clock Dr. Cameron is called upon in his 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 his 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 Farley. 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 the 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 inscribe^ with this name— "Dr. Jnlius 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 plants, 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 butier 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 his 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 his rather burly figure, clad in its common business coat, he pushed his 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. CJretorex 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 Mr3. Gretorex comes to me immediately.” And he follow-ed 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 waiting 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 A or 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 with 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 his 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 cafl 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. BotE 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 Here. ” "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?" Then as the doctor hesitated In his 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!" gasped Dr. Camer on. "She is here?” While Mr. Gryce, in no wise disturbed by the coldness with which his presence had 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 with 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 and indigna tion. "Where else should she be on her wedding night?" And 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 thought—” 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 himself 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 just 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, and turned again to the doctor. "When my 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, ju6t 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. 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