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Lady Constance Stewart Richardson
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How to Acquire a Beautiful Figure Through Dancing.
Figure One (on top)—
This is known as the ‘ ‘ Pray
ing Boy” figure.
This takes in exercises
that develop the shoulders
into rounded grace, and also
stretch the waist muscles
taut and firm.
The chief exercise con
cerns a shoulder shrugging
movement that is easy to
learn and produces wonder
ful results in bust develop,
ment.
One Woman’s Story .
By VIRGINIA TERHUNE VAN DE WATER
The Mistakes of Jennie b y hal coffman
Being a Series of Chapters in the Life of a Southern Girl in the Big City
A
Figure Two
(on bottom)
This
exercise
develops
graceful
control
of the
whole body.
This is a
mere difficult
exercise
than any
so far
described by
Lady
Richardson,
but is well
worth per
sisting in.
Both
exercises
are fully
described
in the
accompanying
article.
CHAPTER XVIII.
MONTH went by before an
other line came from Craig.
Day after day Mary watched
for a letter, hope deferred making
her heart sick. Yet she did not
doubt him. .Something was wrong,
she told herself. Some family
trouble was taking his thought, or
he was too busy to write. She was
sure h e had not forgotten her. At
last she could bear the uncertainty
no longer and wrote him a brief
note asking if he w’as well. In a few
days she received as brief a reply.
He was well, but rushed with work.
Matters had come up to take all his
time and endeavor. Much was at
stake, and until he had something
definite to tell her. she must not
expect to hear from him
When she read this letter a change
came over the girl’s hopeful spirit.
It w T as not that she thought the
man she loved had stopped caring
for her, but she felt that he did not
know her well enough to be wijling
to confide to her this new trouble,
whatever it w’as. She would follow
his lead and keep silence too. W r hen
he was ready to hear from her
he would communicate with her.
Meanwhile, all she could do was to
keep on loving him and believing in
his devotion. He could not be false
to her. of that she was certain. Did
he not love her he would tell her so.
Had they not promised each other
to be honest in this matter?
"Promise to tell me if your heart
fails you or if your love tow’ard me
wavers, darling,” he had entreated.
"And I will do the same with you.
Only”—with a tender smile—"my
ceasing to love you better than life
itself w’ould be be impossible.”
She had said sh e w’ould be truth
ful with him always, as he had as
sured her he w’ould be with her.
And as he had not told her he did
not love her she knew that his heart
was still hers. But she wondered
now’ if his hope to come for her
soon had been destroyed. Or—and
her heart beat fast as this thought
occurred to her—was he planning
to come soon and surprise her, and
was he silent lest she might guess
his purpose?
Still she worked on in the dingy
office. To all her mother’s ques
tions she replied that “Gordon was
all right—only busy.” Does such
faith and patience seem strange?
Some girls are capable of these.
Yet, with all her affection and con
fidence, pride or an inborn reticence
kept her from asking any questions
of Craig. For modesty and pride
are not incompatible with love and
trust.
As the weeks passed, Mary Dan-
forth saw Bert Fletcher often at the
office, and, while he occasionally re
pelled her by his blunt manner and
lack of delicate feeling, she found his
friendship and interest in her agree
able. He brought a great bunch • f
daffodils to her one day in early April,
and her eyes filled with tears at the
gift. She had not received any g’fts
of flowers since she went to work,
right after her father’s death, and
that was almost two years ago. It
•would b? tw’o years in June since she
had parted from Gordon! A lump
caine into her throat and she bent her
flushed face over the yellow blossoms.
But Fletcher had seen the change
in her look, and laid a large hand on
her shoulder. The pair were alone in
the outer office.
‘‘See here,” he said awkwardly, his
voice trembling w ith feeling, "you’re <i
brave girl all right, and i used to
think I was sorry for you, for Pearson
told me when 1 first met you that you
weren’t used to this kind of work. But
now the feeling 1 have for you b'n’t
sorriness any more. I love you. girl’
I say, I didn’t mean to displease you!”
For she had shrunk from him and,
started to her feet, her face pale and
her lips quivering. But her ;uiger
died away as she looked into his star
tled eyes. Hhow should he know that
his declaration rounded like an insult
to her? Was not her own heart too
sad and heavy for her to treat this
man’s evident affection with anger or
cruelty? She forced herself to speak
gently,
“I am sorry. Mr. Fletcher,” she said.
”1 did not think that you had any
thought of me except to be kind to
me. You must never say again to me
what you just said. I can not listen
to It.”
But her gentleness made the man
consider her more attractive than
ever, and her refusal of his devotion
increased her desirability.
"I know you don’t think I’m good
enough for you.” he said impulsively
"and I ain’t—I mean, I am not.’’
Even at this moment the girl no
ticed the grammatical slip and knew
that this man's correct speech was
the result of continued vigilance on
his part. Yet she pitied him too much
to snub him. She rejoiced inwardly
when the office door opened to admit
some one wishing to see Mr. Pear
son. As she rose to announce the
caller to her employer, Fletcher
spoke low and hurriedly.
“I don’t want to annoy you,” he
said, "but may I come to see you
at your home some evening? Then
if you don’t wish to see me any
more I will not bother you again.”
It was a fortnight before she saw
him again. It happened to be on the
anniversary of her first meeting with
Gordon Craig that Fletcher came in
to the office, ostensibly for a mo
ment’s chat with Mr. Pearson. The
girl’s mind had been full of Craig
and of his silence. Surely he must
remember this date as he had remem
bered it last year! Surely she would
get a letter from him this evening.
And upon her musings broke this
other man, burly, blunt, awkward,
yet with a coarse type of good looks
that w’ould have won some women’s
admiration. He stood beside her desk.
“Miss Danforth,” he said abruptly,
"may I come to see you to-night?”
The girl thus taken off her guard
replied "Yes.”
"But,” she mused later, "if 1 get
my letter from Gordon to-night (such
a letter as he will write if he has
remembered this date beforehand in
time to write a letter for this day),
I shall not see that man if he calls.”
With which determinaCon she
turned her face homeward.
‘‘Give me the money.”
T
CHAPTER XXIV.
i OM fame over to the house to see Jennie the
night her aunt was so sick, and found Jennie
sitting by the bedside holding her relative’s
out of the room to talk to Tom. Jennie had begun
hand. Her aunt was asleep and Jennie tiptoed
to realize how selfish stie had l>eon and how un
happy she had made her mother—the way she had
been acting the last few months.
Ail because she wanted good clothes and to dress
and act like other girls she saw. She was crying,
with her head on Toni’s shoulder, for she knew her
aunt was very, very sick and the doctors had told
tier ttiat her aunt must have a good rest, fresh air
and good wholesome food or she could not live
much longer.
They hardly had enough money to exist from
one week to the next, and she didn't see how she
could do anything to help her annt get well. All
this she sobbed out to Tom, with her head on his
shoulder, in the midst of which there was a ring
at the front door hell. Jennie went to answer It,
leaving Tom In the other room.
Tom heard Jennie arguing with some one, and
finally heard a man's voice say: "You either give
me the money or I’ll take the clothes back—” Then
Tom went out to see what the trouble was, and
Jennie had to tell him it was the man where she
got her clothes and he wanted her weekly Install
ment or would take the clothes away from her. and
she didn’t have the money to pay him. Tom asked
her how much it was and she told him $1.50, which
he paid to the man.
When he had gone Tom asked Jennie how much
more she owed on her clothes, and she told him
$28. —HAL COFFMAN.
(To Be Continued.)
An Elopement
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These pictures were especially posed for this paper.
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By LADY CONSTANCE STEWART
RICHARDSON.
(Copyright, 1913, by International
News Service.)
; ancient times, dancing stood for
two things—an expression of di
vine worship and an effervescence
of human joy. Dancing has come
down through all the ages, and it
seems to me that what it stood for
has persisted and come down to us
to-day. too.
I never can say in enough ways,
or wdth sufficient emphasis, this one
doctrine that I hold all important:
The human body was given to us by
our Maker in all health and youth and
innocence—and the beauty that is the
result of these component parts. It
Is our sacred duty to respect, and to
keep beautiful and well this temple
of our sacred soul.
Now, since dancing makes the body
supple, pliable, fine and fit. is not this
proper exercising of the body He gave
us a beautiful form of worship of its
Maker?
We w’ere meant to be nappy, I think.
Most of our troubles are either men
ial attitude entirely, or if real ills
befall us our minds can magnify or
minimize, just a.-i we choose to have
them do. So, if joy wells from our
spirits and expresses itself in grace
ful posture and movement; if a spirit
of happiness and thanksgiving ex
presses itself in rhythmical move
ment, we are only completing the
circle of all the ages—and in its ex
pression of human joy dancing gives
thanks for existence even while it
benefits nhysical existence with won
drous efficacy.
To-day I am -giving you two exer
cises which I incorporate in my danc
ing and which I have copied directly
from two fascinating little Greek
bronzes. The one is called “The Pray
ing Boy,” and the other Is a "Danc
ing Maiden.” One is a very simple
movement, yet it brings about won
derful co-ordination of muscles, and
has a wonderful value in arm de
velopment from shoulders to finger
tips. The other, which is a difficult
and complicated step, is wall worth
a careful study, for it will give flex
ibility of waist and back, graefe of
arm. arched insteps and a lithe, sway
ing carriage. Quite a bit for one ex
ercise. is it not? Now let me go into
detai> and prove mv assertions'.
Figure 1—The praying boy figure
may be copied with an ease that is
deceptive—for the grace that comes
from absolutely knowing how to con
trol your muscles with ease and
smoothness is hard to acquire. Ad
vance the weight on the ball of the
right foot, and stand poised thus
lightly with the lifted heel and ball of
the left foot, leaving only the toes
on the ground.
Sway from foot to foot, changing
the weight to the forward foot. When
you have mastered ease in this part
of the movement, combine it with
the arm exercise—shrug the shoul
ders as high as possible, at the same
time raising the arms from the el
bows with down drooping wrists and
well-separated fingers. ,
When the forearms are completely
raised it the elbow raise the wrist
and gradually diminish the uplift of
the shoulders. Practice this again
and again, swaying from foot to foot
the while; then walk forward, prac
ticing the arm exercises as you move.
The shoulder shrugging will develop
the shoulders in rounded grace-, and
will also stretch the waist muscle*
taut and firm.
Figure 2—Walk forward on tip
toes, bending the weight gradually
backward as you move. When you
have learned to keep your poise while
doing this exercise, try it with the
flexed body a-sway from side to side,, , 4 . ... ,
and then finally add the arm move- daughters happiness for life and
ment, which should he done in oppo-
HAT are you thinking of.
Yvonne?"
"Oh, nothing in partic
ular, Auntie, dear.”
Aunt Lucie smiles knowingly. She
pushes her spectacles up on her fore
head, takes her snuff box and taps its
golden lid. as* she says:
"Oh. nonsense, Yvonne! When a
person says ’nothing in particular’ it
generally means something very im
portant.”
“But I assure you, auntie ”
"That is all very well, Yvonne, but
just look at me.”
Yvbnne slowly raised her head.
"That is as plain as day, you have
some secret sorrow which you don’t
want to tell me about; your eyes are
full of tears.”
"Oh. Auntie, dear!”
Yvonne threw her arms around the
old lady’s neck, hutted her face at her
bosom and burs into tears.
“Then you are quite sure your fa
ther wdll never permit you to marry
Charles,’’ said Auntie Lucie, when
Yvonne had grown a little more calm.
“Yes. Auntie, dear"
"Then I think I had better take a
hand in this matter," said Auntie
Lucie determinedly. "Because my
brother has a quarrel wdth Delords, it
in not necessary for him to ruin his
sition to the leg movement—that is,
when the weight is advancing to the
forward right foot, bend the body to
the right, with the arm in a perfect
curve drawn from waist line to el
bow, and from elbow’ to wrist the
forearm in a second curve circling the
head. While the left foot is held
back the right arm is forward in a
graceful horizontal curve. With the
line of the torso stretched back, walk
slowly forward, swaying from side to
side, and circling the arms as you
sway.
These exercises are w’ell worth
faithful practice, and from them it is
possible to develop graceful control
of the human body—two consumma
tions devoutly to be wished.
Advice to the Lovelorn
By BEATRICE FAIRFAX.
DON’T BE DISCOURAGED.
Dear Miss Fairfax:
I am a young man of 19, and
every morning on my way to
work I meet a girl whom I would
like very much to meet, but we
have no mutual friends, and I am
at a loss as to how to accomplish
an introduction. She works at
the same place I do. but I don’t
know in what department.
1 show her every courtesy, and
sometimes she favors me w’ith a
smile, but I am still as far from
an introduction as when I first
saw her G. H. T.
An introduction is alw’avs best. It
is what you would in-ist upon for
your sister. I*n’t that true?
I am sure in time you will find a
mutual friend, but if one does not
appear, and you are satisfied in your
own heart that you will never feive
her cause for regretting your ac
quaintance, say “Good morning,”
next time you meet. A closer ac
quaintance will develop.
WAIT FOR LOVE.
Dead Miss Fairfax:
I am 22, and am friendly wdth a
man considerably older than I.
I do not love him, but he has a
good business and I know if I
married him I would be com
fortable. He has asked me to
become his wife. Is it wrong to
marry him and not love him?
I am in a position where I can
not meet many young men. My
family arc in reduced circum
stances, and if I do not marry I
will have to work hard and be
lonely all my life. A READER.
If everything else were in his fa
vor, and you did not Iova Mm, you
must not marry him.
Love is all there is worth while,
and the loneliness of spinsterhood is
better than marriage without it.
Wait, and there is always the hope
love will come to you. Marry this
man. and you condemn yourself to
a life without It.
make two young people act like
Romeo and Juliet. He is a most sym
pathetic young fellow’.”
"Yes—isn’t he, Auntie?”
“He is a lawyer with a growing
practice and it is the most natural
thing in the world that he should want
a wife. Does he love you?”
“Yes. Auntie, dear.”
“Well, then you shall have him.
Wipe away your tear?', darling. Your
name will be the Mme. Charles Delord
as sure as I am your Aunt Lucie.”
Yvonne smiled through her tears
and kissed the old lady heartily.
• * *
Aunt Lucie had always been ro
mantically inclined, and life had done
everything to develop this tendency.
Her husband had eloped with her.
causing a great scandal, but Aunt
Lucie’s conscience did not trouble her
and she was very fond of talking
about her old love affair. Heavily
veiled she had ?*tolen out of the gar
den one dark evening and had entere i
a carriage in which her lover was
waiting for her. As fast as the
horses could gallop they sped through
the sleeping country to a small inn
where she had slept alone in a room
while he stood guard outside her door
The following day her parents had
given their consent and then ther--*
was a wedding.
Since that day Aunt Lucie had lived
in perfect happiness until her hus
band died, many years later. She still
lived in the same old house, and she
w-as just the same as when she was
20. and hated all modern inventions,
telephones and automobiles in partic
ular, and she missed the old stage
coaches which the railroads had done
away with.
She was interested only in love af
fairs, and often said, with a sigh,
“Love has become out of fashion. The
young people nowadays don’t know
how to love as we did in my time.”
Now, however, she decided to make
Yvonne happy. She went to her broth
er and tried to persuade him to give
in, but in vain.
Then she sent for Charles and had
a long talk with him.
"Listen to me, darling,” she said to
Yvonne the next day. “I have tried
everything, in vain. There is only
one way now—you must elope as 1
did.”
"But, Auntie ”
“But. but—nonsense. Do you love
him or not? Do you w;At to marry
him ?”
“You know I do, Auntie.”
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Jokes
A Redeeming Trait.
"Cannibals have one redeeming fea-
i lure, after all.”
"What is that?”
"They are very fond of children.”
Might Be Fooled Again.
Mrs. Whimper—John, if I should
die, would you marry again?
Whimper—Perhaps; if the trap was
set differently.
An Englishman, fond of boasting
of his ancestry, took a coin from
his pocket and pointing to the head
engraved on it sufd:
“My great-great-grandfather was
made a lord by the king whose pic
ture you see on this shilling.”
"What a coincidence?” said his
Yankee companion, who at once pro
duced another coin. "My great-
great-grandfather was made an an
gel by the Indian whose picture you
see on this cent.”
m * *
A birthday gift was given to a wife
by her husband and three children.
The youngest, a little ten-year-old 1
was appointed to make the speech ot
presentation. She did it after much
preparation for the occasion, and this
was the form it took:
“Dear mamma, this gift is pre
sented to you by your three children
and your one husband.”
It is a beautiful, calm evening with
out moonlight. At the garden gate
two conspirators are waiting. Aunt
Lucie feels 50 years younger, her heart I come over your master tms
is beating violently against her silk {ng.^Saral’L ^ ^.,*15.
shawl, the same one she wore when
she eloped and which she now wraps
around Yvonne’s shoulders. She is
listening at the slightest noise from
the road. Soon he will come, the tall,
handsome lover, wrapped in an ele
gant black mantle, his face pale with
emotion and his leps trembling under
the dark mustache. The horses will
snort and prance and the bells will
tingle while he helps his beloved into
the carriage.
A vehicle stops. It is he! He
knocks twice at the gate. Aunt Lu
cie opens and steps back horrified. J
Is that the romantic lover who stands |
there in the glare of the searchlights |
of the big touring car, big and shape- l
less in his leather coat with enormous
goggles and a flat cap? And the I
chariot of love! An automobile!
Mrs. Subbub—1 wonder what’s
your master this morn-
cross,
as usual, he started off happy and
whistling like a bird.
Sarah (the new "general”)—I’m
afraid it’s my fault, mum. 1 got the
wrong package, and gave him bird-
seed for breakfast food.
• * •
Gabe—-V.'hy do they say that the
ghost walks on pay day?
Steve—Because that’s the day our
spirits rise.
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sters, you never know if you come
back again.”
And she slams the gate in his face,
but Yvonne quickly opens it again
and jumps into the car, which disap
pears with a dreadful roar, while
Aunt Lucie sinks down on a bench
and sighs in a tone of despair:
"Oh, mercy me, what have young
people come to nowadays?”
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