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4 Beauty Secrets of Beautiful Women A Host of Valuable Hints from Jose Collins By LILIAN LAUFERTY A BOUT th$ 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 £i< gfcld Follies of 1913, in New York, refuses to worry about the ravages of time or avoirdupois. “If I get fat. I 1 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 look far better fat and cheerful than with the haunted-by-the-fear-of-an- ©ther-pound look they all war. Eat Sparingly. “I eat sparingly in hot weather, be cause then I don’t fe*»l warm anfl log gy. I breakfast on hot water and figs, and I eat fruit and salads without ol) In great quantities. That keeps my system clear and In good working or der. I never eat hot foods in sumiper, for that would mean putting in some Internal heat when we are sufficient ly bathed in the warm atmosphere 1 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 oh some soft of fermented milk product—some of the lactic acid* drinks that put me in sweet, healthy trim Soon again. Every one ought to be her own diet expert. “iVe another notion. If yop care ^o hear It; Every woman ought to be her own* manicure expert, too. Beautiful hands are imi»*r>veri by pink, smooth, , Bhell-like nails with neat half-moons and white tips. Lay 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 1 smooth: careful drying to keep them so. 1 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- > lousiy smooth and clean, and is tipped by smoothly rounded pink nails with 1 bo soil or Jagged cuticle to mar their outlines. It will be sure to give the Impression of beihg very pretty indeed.’• “Every woman her own diet expert and manicurist.'' I mused “Then, MU* Collins, you may think also that every woman should be her own hair dresser and an expert on the care of the hair, too.” C^f of the Hair. *eed I do.” agreed the dark-eyed “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 wotpan ought to be her own manicure ex pert. “Girls should find a simple, becomingstyle of hair dress in*.” 4 .2 whose wonderful voice and de- js, 1 acting are two of the charms I ‘ ids to merely appearing in glow- t’idlance on the stage “I think J%r girl can train her hair In the way ,iould go—I think It well worth time patience to learn how’ to take care your hair. “And I thfnk a'girl should find a slm- j pie. pretty and becoming style of hair- i dressing 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 i even straight, lanky hair taught to look ] fluffy and pretty. “Just after your next shampoo press J your still damp hair into waves with i your fingers and pin the * waves into ! place, and. with the waves still pinned, j 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 { 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 scalp- and then you will probably have a crowning glory—instead of Just •hair’!" Jjfo, Little ^flss Would-Be-Pretty. Just ,*vork 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 One Woman's >: Story By Virginia T. Van de Water. BEHIND CLOSED DOORS GREEN Mystery Stories Ever Written (Copyright, 1913, by Anna Katharine Green.) . Miss Jose Collins :. The Greatest of All By BE4TRICE FAIRFAX. “W “Q' fl L . aver. Plei mte, THE MAID WE LOVE. UEEN of her realm!” uncer tain name that puzzle* and enchants* your. For th« “Realm" and what It is the nam*r no knowledge grants you Behold! She Is a maiden fair who splendidly can cook, And I would warn you one and all. there's? danger in her look. Her salads* are a dear delight—like wise the chrrrv pies; All folk must cater to this maid as in their pow'c-r 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 |t for ever? Pleasures and troubles are alike in e respect- -they are both greatest nticipation! en the' average man “plays to "n*T>" the only observer In that liry is his own self-esteem? Yesterday's ; triumphs, defeats and sorrows all belong to yesterday for tears or smile*'? The chap who lives only, to enjoy life never enjoys anything? HOM," is one of the first question* 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 check and there comes tiie 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 mens'- 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 w lien these fall 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 I the dark places. It gives purpose to the purpose]©}*. It is the source and the suvtenano of faith, courage, hope, ambition, patience and every ennob- I ling quality. j It Gives Courage. NN ithout Love, wealth is poverty. With Love, poverty is wealth. It puts courage in the veins of the coward. It makes a man*rlse above himself It is the. transforming wand of the only good fairy G,« times have left u- Love youthifles. Though one be old and wrinkled and bowed with the years, one is not old so long as there remains in the heart a reverence for Love. The young woman who Sv offs at it is older than her grandmother who trusts and Relieves. It beautifies. The plainest woman becomes beautiful when she loves and is loved. Ix>ve 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 love*'. It enthuses. No man is a good work man if he has only himself 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 tickle goddess that presided at our births, but upon our selves. We were born for love, and those who do jiot love. If there were no such thing as lov.-*. the churches and theaters would close and the printing presses* would stop. CHAPTER XI. | rpHE taxicab bearing Mary *Dan- f forth and her escort drew up In -*■ line with other vehicles before I the great opera house, which rose huge ! and somber above the Mare of white j lights upon the street. While Craig con- I ferred for a moment with the chauffeur, the girl looked about her. noting the ' hurry and clamor of-Brdadway at thea ter-time. The rattle and snort of auto mobiles, the clang of passing cart*. the gleaming and flashing electric signs— seemingly pasted hlglj against the dark sky—the shuffle of thousands of feet, the light laugnter 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 1 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 j with me.” ' I 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 ttyat?” “I. didn't fancy it. I knew it,’’ Craig •declared, handing his checks to a super- j'cllious usher who guided the young cou ple down the aisle. “I know there was gome geasop 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 htm with a frankness that matched his own. “Yes.” she murmured, "there was a reason.” “I knew Jt,” 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 1 did not know, but when the overture i had begun she looked covertly at her escort and told herself that she found him charming He was not particularly nlliant, she admitted, but she always bought that brilliant men were con ceited anyhow. Yet she considered this < man inttnsely interesting and amusing in a boyish, unaffected way, while his attitude ofdei'rence 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 | he 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 j at severity, withdrawing her hand ! quickly. I "Oh, the opera?" he queried, un abashed. His face was grave, but there was a light of quiet amusement in his gaze, a .gleam that made Mary laugh, I in spite of heTself. “Yes. I like the j music right well, ♦oo," 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 fold me about my musical taste, I have naturally supposed that anything I liked along that line must be rather j poor stuff." "Then why do you come to the opera, j if you don’t care for music?” queried. Mary. “The answer to that question in this case is so obvious that I refuse to be I drawn into another effort to pay a com pliment.” he declared. "I really be- I lieve. Miss Danforth, that you are 1! we ne<jd do is to beleive and it is blushing again." ourf a • . * "If I am, she returned, with a shrug, i, ^ . ... "It Is because I am ashamed of a man ^dependent of social position, j who wllI no , K | ve a franU aml truth iM*. colot or w.ealth. The love that fni renlv to a simple question." What Has Gone Before. It 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 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 he hack 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 ^flss 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 rrian. The detective hands him a card inscribed with this- name— “Dr. Julius MolesWorth.” Now go on with the story. oiries to the maid is just as sweet as that which comes to her mistress, and Just at« true. There is more of It in the home of the poor than in the home of the.wealthy. It Is about the onlv 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 there la nothing thgt will take love's place. The young woman js stretching out her arms to welcome it. The older woman o to forgot love’s bltteraeso and disap pointments. and meet her with sym pathy and understanding in the great est experience life holds. The old owe it to themselves to have faith in it. They owe it to their 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 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 sldewaJk. "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 fore we go home?" The girl shook her head. “I’d like to." she answered regret fully. “but you must remember that I am a working person ami need some j sleep. I think that we would best go juniors to expre \v» s it to her younger sister right home, but I thank you, just the same " ’He did not urgtf her further, a fact for which she was secretly grateful. A sleepy elevator boy took them up to the door of her apartment, then went down again with his car, without waiting for Craig to make his adieus. Mary held 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 he Imagined, the bewil- de-ing 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. “1 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 ear«d, muttqfed: “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. Cfretorex 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 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 for what we have still to do,” he added as they stepped Into the room which ha'if 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 The mother or father who holds that i marriage for wealth or social position is more desirable than one for love is not fit to be a parent. It \y 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 weaning curiosity about other people’s affairs. Occasionally he gets taken down, however. He met Smithers !n an omnibus: he does not know Smith, ers very well, hut he “my boys” him as if he were, a lifelong friend. "Been buying, eh?”-he tnqujr^d 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 not.” "Good mouth?” "Y-e-s: 1 think- so." "Good manners'”’ But here Smithers arrived at his crossing. When he reached the doer of the ‘bus, he called back to Hirgins- “T neglected to mention the kind f horse mv wife wanted, li clothes-horse. ** that faith often, 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 eves as he returned her handclasp "Will 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 i INDIGESTION? 8top it quickly; Have your grocer lend •you one dom. bottles of SHIVA R SINGER ALE Drink with meala. and if not prompt ly relieved, get ’your monef back at our expanse. Wholesome. deli cious, refreshing. Prepared with the eeslebrated Shiva r Mineral Water and the pureet flavoring materlaJa. SHIVAH SPRINQ, Manufacturer* SHELTON. 6. C. 0. L, ADAMS CO., Distributers, Atlanta. C DR. CAMERON LEARNS HIS BRIDE IS FOUND ♦ ruth will have to he 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 cart 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 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?" AVhile Mr. Gryce, in no wise disturbed by the coldness with which his presence had been re- Mrs. Gretorex stood before them.” ceived, took up a silver paperweight N 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 dance at the detective, which that per son was of course mych too absorbed to meet. "Here!” again repeated the physician, absolutely confounded at her audacity. "I 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, ind turned again Ho the doctor. “When ny daughter’s toilet is quite complete you will receive a summons from her naid. 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 haw 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. KODAKS ' Th* Beat Flnlthln* and Cnltrp- Infl That Can Be Produced.’* Kastman Klims and com plete stock .-uastear supplies. „ ice for out-of-town customers. Send for Catalog and Prlc* List. A. K. HAWKSES CO. 14 Whitehall St., Atlanta, Ga. 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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 vdth the cultured city of Gainesville, the home of Brenau, and famed for its morality and beautiful churches. ATHLETIC SUPREMACY: Riverside'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 field en gaged in same sport, at the same time. MILITARY DEPARTMENT: Strict military 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 corps is recruited, annually, from those families who appreciate health, efficiency, mental and moral de velopment. Barrack room limited. Referenoes required. For Handsome Illustrated Catalogue, Address Riverside Military Academy SANDY BEAVER, President Box 23 GAINESVILLE, GA, * i 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. “Ydu have gone beyond your orders. Did you not receive my telegram?” “No, madam.” To Be Continued To-morrow.