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One Woman’s Story .
By VIRGINIA TERHUNE VAN DE WATER
Science
Egypt a Hundred Centuries Ago
Brought to Light at Tarkhan.
A s
CHAPTER XIX.
Mary Danforth rode up homo
in the elevated on the April
afternoon Just two years after
her first meeting with Gordon Craig,
ehe found the sad thoughts that had
been with her »o long slipping away.
She was sure that her lover was
thinking of her and that on thia an
niversary she would receive happy
news of him. She almost believed in
pr< monitions, and she remembered,
with a slight shudder, how once a
premonition she had had about h»r
father had been the forerunner of hi*
death not long after. Why might not
on* ahio have a permonttlon oi Joyous
happenings? ,
As she left the train at Eighty-first
street a voice said close to her, “Why,
Mary Danforth! How do you do?"
Turning w ith a start, she found her-
eelf face to face with a former school
mate of whom she had seen nothing
for two years.
"Which way are you going?” asked
the girl after greetings had been ex
changed.
"I go westward,” replied Mary
briefly.
Working Downtown.
“Oh. too bad. for 1 go to Central
Park West. We are living in the
sam* old place, you know, where you
used to come to see us. You never
come now.”
"No," acknowledged Mary. “I have
little time. I am working down
town.”
“Well. I want to talk to you a bit."
said Elizabeth Preston, who had al
ways liked Mary when the Danforth*
were prosperous. "Suppose you walk
with me toward my home, or let me
walk with you toward yours. Which
shall it be?"
“I will go with you,” replied Mary
quickly. She felt a reluctance- of
which she was ashamed—to have this
patronizing acquaintance of former
days see the house in which she now
lived.
“It must be tine to he working for
one’s self." said Miss Preston as the
two girls sauntered along Eighty-first
street toward Central Park. “Of
course. I have no excuse for doing
that kind of thing, for my father has
plenty of money, and I am the only
daughter left at home Put some
times I get a little tired of ease and
luxury and long to he Independent. - ’
Mary tried to smile. “ ‘He jests at
pears who never felt a wound,’, ” she
quoted. “Perhaps If you had to work,
you would find what seems Independ
ence to you now something like
slavery."
She regretted the words ns soon
ns she had spoken them, for her
companion turned upon her a look
of pity.
“Oh. do you havr to work as hard
as that?" she exclaimed. “I sup-
prised that you only w'ent into busi
ness after your father died so that
you would not be entirely dependent
upon your mother. Surely your
father left her comfortably provided
for. did he not?"
“You Needn't Pity Me.’’
For a moment Mary did not
answer. She wondered if Eliza
beth Preston was really Ignorant of
conditions, or if site whh pretending
not to know how matters stood. In
either case, to tell her the truth was
the best thing. But it was with an
effort that the weary girl spoke.
“My father left all he had to my
mother. But he was unfortunate
in business Just before he he—dlefl
Yon are right in thinking I would
not be dependent upon my mot he
lint she has not the means to sup
port us both even If I were willing
to have her do so."
“()h." cooed Miss Preston, “you
poor child! I am so sorry for you!"
“Thank you, but you need not pity
me at all,” retorted Mary testily. “I
I am not an object of pity. I have a
position which I shall keep as long
as I wish, which will not he long
now."
Her temper was getting the better
of her discretion, but Elizabeth
Preston's patronage was unbearable
to her. She determined to say no
more, but her companion's next
speech swept away her barriers of re
serve.
“It was very fine of you to take
that brave tone about it. Mary,” the
rich girl remarked, “but your trouble
has told on you. You are looking
ten years older than when you left
school. I wonder if my father might
not be* able to get you an easier sit
uation than you have now."
“I shall not hold any position much
longer,” said Mary, voice hard and
eyes glittering. “I expect soon to
change my entire mode of life."
Thtf* other girl eyed her shrewdly.
“I suspect,” she said in a tone that
was meant to he playful, "that you
are going to get married, my dear."
Mary shrugged her shoulders.
“Perhaps!" she said nonchalantly.
“Here we are at Eighth avenue, and
I must turn back home. Good-bye!”
As she retraced her steps, indig
nation gave place to Joyous anticipa
tion. How strangely happy she was
this evening! She remembered that
Fletcher was going to call, and a
sudden sense of distaste at the pros
pect of seeing him at this time seized
her. She would not let him come.
Stepping Into a hotel on the corner
of Eighty-first street, she called up
Pearsons’ office. When she had left
the office Fletcher had been there
with her employer, and the two had
b< en smoking so comfortably that he
might possibly he there still. She was
not mistaken, and when Pearson an
swered the telephone she asked f**r
Mr. Fletcher. As briefly as possible
she suggested to her would-be caller
that she would prefer seeing him on
some other evening. He submitted
regretfully, but meekly, and she con
gratulated herself upon the reprieve.
Like a Phophecy.
As the girl walked along Eighty-
fourth street to her home, the glow
In the western sky seemed to her
excited Imagination like a symbol or
prophecy of happiness ahead of her.
Surely there would be a letter await
ing h* r! After all what did Elizabeth
Preston's chatter matter when one's
heart was so full of peace? Even th
sordid block on which she lived seemed
less dingy and dirty than usual at
this sunset hour. She pushed her way
through the groups of janitors’ and
tenants’ children playing on the front
steps of the house in which she lived,
and, hurrying into the vestibule, peered
into the letter box bearing her name
Yes. there was the envelope with
Craig’s handwriting on It. She knew
it would he here! With eager fingers
she unlocked the letter box and drew
forth her treasure. She could not
wait until she got upstairs. The
sight of the handwriting was like a
draught of water to a thirsty soul.
Tearing open the envelope, she pulled
out the single sheet and read it by
the dim light from the hall chande
lier.
By GARRETT P. SERVISS
,u f
■ c
IVI LI ZED pe
ten thousand
long ago that
r h, from the day
■ lived In Egypt
years ago—* k 0
the North Star,
of the Phoeni
cian navigators
young, until
ships at sea,
from the po
when commerce was
time, has guided
s then many degrees
>f the heavens, while
another and a brighter star glittered
not far from the north point of the
celestial sphere!
The excavations recently made by
Professor Petrie, of the British School
of Archaeology, have established this
fact, which must appear very aston
ishing to those who still retain the
old belief that the world itself is only
about 6,000 years old!
But such investigations as those of
Professor Petrie carry the same over
whelming conviction to the reasoning
mind as that which has caused all in
telligent persons to accept the con
clusions of geology concerning tlie
millions upon millions of years that
the earth has been inhabited bv h
Little Bobbie’s Pa
By WILLIAM F KIRK
I
■j.V took Ma & tne oaver to a lake
yesterday ware thare is a lot
of city boarders. Mft had a
frond oaver thare that used to call
Oh us wen we lived in the city & Ma
Wanted to see her.
Tile naijn of Ma s trend was Missus
Mace. Her husband is a hlzness man
in the city & every Sommer he sends
lie wife up to that lake so he cup
have .t few weeks rest, & a good
time with the other men.
How do you like it up here. Pa
asked Missus Mace.
Oh. 1 think it Is dredfully poky, sen
Missus Mace. Thare po few men
wround Look at them old cats set
ting on the veranda A- talking about
peepul. sne sed I bet every one of
them hap ripped all of us up the bat k
t eefoar now. If my husband cud af
ford it. 1 wud go to sum place ware
thare is moar clasts.
They all look pritty good to m*
sed Pa. Who are those two peaches
petting on the end of the verandy?
Th*y are two young married wim-
men. sed Missus Mace, & the way
thay have been flirting at the littel
hops we have here is sumthing ter
ribul. Last nlte thay went out in a
party of voung peepul & thare hus
bands wasent along The party dident
git back till neerly midnite.
Well, sed Pa. what of it? I suppose
thare husbands sent them up here to
enjoy themselfs with the young pee
pul. I wud deerly luv to have been
In that party myself, sed Pa.
I doant think you missed much. &
they nr all the time talking about
v deers thare husbands Ip. too, sed
MI«su5« Mace. Wen I hear a young
married woman talking so much
about h« r good husband In the city. I
alwavs think thav are putting on a
lot. A last nite on** of them kissed
her husband’s letter about twenty
times wt n she got it at the postoffice.
What If she did? sed Pa. i think
that wan vary sweet of her You see
Pa sed to Missue Mace, she is yung &
deevoted to her husband & he is dee-
voted to her I suppose if they was
middle aged, like you & trend wife
here, thay wud kiss the money order
Listed of the letter. That Is the kind
of letters you wimmen like, Pa sed
the kind that wen you open them
Mumthing blue po»«s out.
Nothing of the kind, sed Ma and
Micsus Mace at onst. We arc always
glad to git letters firm our husbands
wether thare is munny in the letters
or not.
Well, sed Pa. you cud talk all day
about those two young matrons &
you ouddent maik mo beloeve thare
was a rung thing about eether one of
them. Why. sed Pa, that brunet one
has a face like a angel. I shud like
to meet them. Pa sed.
Not so fast, sed Ma. Doant git so
enthused all of a sudden. My frond
Missus Maee has been here longer
than we have and she ought to kno.v
if the yung ladles she menshune are
fit company for u*.
I like to pick my own company, sed
Pa. & eeven if l thought I was git-
ting slmpel minded enuff to have
sumbodv pick my company. I
wouldn’t choose a old knocker like
yure friend Missus Mace to pick my
fr nds for me.
You are not a gentleman, sed
Misses Mace.
I know It. sed Pa. I am n plain old
rough-neck wich was all his life so
bu>'Y trying to see good in every
body that he didnt have time to lorn
to be yure kind of a gentleman. 1
bcleeve I will get sumbodv to inter-
duce me to them two yung matrons
Mow about It. wife? sed Pa. How
about meeting the summer girls?
All rite, sed Ma, sum other sum
mer
She was hurriedly adjusting her
veil, and had but a few moments in
which to catch her car.
“Oh, dear.” she murmured. "I can’t
find a pin anywhere. I wonder where
all the pins go to. anyway?”
“That's a difficult question to an
swer," replied her practical husband,
who Was standing by, "because they
are always pointed in one direction
end headed in another."
t> • •
A Yorkshireman suffering from
toothache went to a dentist to have
the aching tooth out. The dentist
pulled out the offending tooth, and
was then asked to pull out the dou
ble ooih next to it.
“But that is a sound tooth." said i
the dentist. “The pain is only sym
pathetic.”
“Yank it out. doctor. Hang such
sympathy,” replied the Tyke.
• • •
A solicitor called upon a proX-
Two American farmers met a day
or two after a cyclone had swept
over their farms.
"She shook thingrs up pretty bad
out at my place," said one. stroking
his whiskers, meditatively. "By the
wa.v. Hiram." he added, “that new
barn o' vourn get hurt at ail?"
"Wal." drawled the other, "I dunno
1 hain’t found it yet!”
* • •
The Major—And there we stood.
Miss Ethel, in the heart of the jun
gle. that huge panther and I. barely
ten paces apart, each staring at Ihe
face of the other.
Ethel—Oh. major, how dreadful for
you both!
• • •
“Look here. Boxer, did you call me
a common ass?’’
“No, Fopson. 1 said you were an
uncommon ass.”
“Aw. that’s different. I cawn’t
stand having anybody call me com-
y’know
ANIMAL FIGURES AT MEMPHIS.
great variety of animals, some of
whose descendants, but little changed
in their forms, are co-dwellers with
us to-day upon this ancient plan* t.
The nature of the excavations made
by Professor Petrie in Egypt may be
clearly seen in the photographs
which are here reproduced.
Works of Art.
There you see the beautifully carved
tables of stone and of alabaster, the
animal figures, the sphinxes, the spec
imens of pottery, and the granite sar
cophagi, or coffins, which that won
derful. prehistoric people made for
themselves.
There, too, you see some of the
skeletons of tlie “sacred” animals
which they honored with burial cere
monies hardly less elaborate than
those which were devoted to their
kings, queens and rulers. Professor
Petrie and his assistants have un
covered not less than 800 ancient
graves, rone of which are less than
about *>,000 years old.
All of them tell the same story, viz:
that so long ago as that men had al
ready learned many of the arts which . -
we often think are peculiar to times j his nose,
included within the limits of written | house,
history. They could not merely build | “Halloa
strong and beaut if ti] structures of
masonry and carve statues and shape
vases that excite the admiration of
architects and artists to-day, but they
knew the use of the most precious
metals, and formed exquisite orna-
mi nts of gold and silver.
These things must set one to think
ing. for we know that arts and sci
ences art long in being developed, re
quiring thousands of years, and that
no civilization can grow up except as
the result of many Centuries of slow
advance. How far back, then, shouil
w e have to go in order to find the real
beginnings of Egypt? Ten thousand
years must be but a step in that long
march of human progress! The
poles of the heavens may have swung
more than once completely round
their great 26,000-year orbit since the
land of the Nile began to bloom with
cultivation, and its human inhabitants
started on their upward course. '
Nothing can be more interesting
than these delvings into the past his
tory of the globe since man came
upon it, and the farther that unwrit
ten. hut still not unrecorded, history
stretches hack the more the wonder |
grow s, for every new discovery plung
ing deeper int*» the ages shows that
we are yet far from the starting point.
bats, sulphur was burned, and then
the bell ropes were whirled round
and round. In this way thirty-three
bats were killed one evening.
It has been calculated that nearly
300,000,000 feet, or over 55,000 mil* i
of film are used up yearly to satisfy
the world's demand for moving pic
tures.
Half the men condemned to death
are executed. In the case of women,
only one out of ten suffers the death
penalty.
Rather Late.
A man traveling in tlie country met
a middle-aged farmer who said his fa
ther, 90 years old, was still on the
farm where he was born.
"Ninety years old. eh?”
"Yes, father is close to 90.”
“Is his health good?”
“ ’Tain’t much now. He’s been com
plainin' for a few months back.”
“What’s the matter with him?”
“I dunno; sometimes I think farm
in’ don’t agree with him.”
Advice to the
Lovelorn
By BEATRICE FAIRFAX.
ARE YOU SURE?
Dear Miss Fairfax:
I am a young lady 17 years of
age and come in contact with a
young man two years my senior
I know this man loves me, and
his love is reciprocated. When
we meet, we always act indiffer
ently. Now, in w hat way can we
get together to keep company, as
I know our r»arents would not
object, and our friends are aware
of the facts? ANTONETTE.
It takes something more than the
approval of parents and the knowl
edge of mutual friends that they do
approve to make a young man love a
girl.
I want you to have love; it is mv
fondest hope for you; but I don't be
lieve this man loves you. You say
he always acts indifferently toward
you. If he loved you, he wouldn’t do
that, and you would not have to look
for a way to win him.
APPEAL TO THE POLICE.
Dear Miss Fairfax:
I kept company with a young
man for three years and expected
to be married in th- spring. My
parents objected to him. He was
very jealous and never took me
out or gave me anything. Last
summer I became acquainted with
a man eight years my senior. He
takes me out and says he loves
me. My folks like him and I love
him^-very dearly. Pie wants to
marry me. My first lover threat
ens me when he hears I am go
ing to get married. He writes
letters and w r hen I don’t answer
he hangs around my house.
PERPLEXED.
A jealous man like that is a dan
gerous person to know. You mas.
marry the second man. for he is the
one you love, and you must put an
* nd to all obnoxious attentions from
the first man. If your father tan mt
help you, appeal to the authorities.
NOT SURPRISING.
Dear Miss Fairfax:
I am a young girl of seventeen.
About three months ago I met a
young man of eighteen. We met
by flirtation. When we had been
acquainted about a month he pro
fessed his love for me, but since
then he has been going with other
girls and is very cool to me.
L. M.
Lightly won, lightly held. An ac
quaintance that begins in flirtation
usually terminates in th e girl’s sor
row. The man is convinced she will
comfort herself with the next man
who flirts with her, and holds her love
lightly.
Won’t you please be a little more
reserved next time?
TREAT HIM THE SAME.
Dear Miss Fairfax:
I am 20. and have been keep
ing company for about eight
months. We had an argument and
separated. Now for about two
months we have been reconciled,
but he seems rather distant.
What would you advise me to do?
GWENDOLYN.
Evidently his wrath is still smol
dering. which indicates a sullen, re
sentful disposition. Don’t worry, my
dear, if you lose him. It will prove a
gain in the end.
THE FOOL
By WILLIAM F. KIRK.
E did not know who sent us here
To work end rent and die;
Ur did not trust the aged ecer
Who wisely owled the sky.
Out peered the stars through the heavens' bars;
The fool did not know why.
He rould not tell why any wan
Should wish his brother ill;
He saw a starving caruvan
Tottering up a hill.
Hi rould not see why this should hr
When others ate their fill.
Ur rould not understand the scheme
Men rail their marriage rite.
lie knew a maid, that loved and sttayed.
He knew her soul was white.
The Church, her sisters, all the good—
They crushed her in their might.
Alt these and many other things
He could not comprehend.
To wise men here, it seemed so clear
They would have shown their friend;
Hut he was just a fool, they said,
And would be to the end.
Good Manners in the Home
Too Lazy.
“Nodles is the laziest man I know.
He has an invention fixed so that by
merely pulling a wire in bed he can
light the fire; but that doesn’t seem
to improve matters.”
"Why not?”
“He’s too lazy to pull the wire.”
Clever Hostess.
A German band happened to play
under the windows of a house in a
fashionable neighborhood the other
afternoon, when Mrs. B. was “at
home.” They were a fair specimen
of their kind—blaring and noisy, yet
correct in their time and altogether
in movement from long practice. The
butler started out to drive them away,
for they interrupted thf> music with-
in. but Mrs. B. ordered him to invite
them in. A happy thought struck
her.
“Ladies and gentlemen.” she said,
five minutes later, “a party of our
friends have consented to give an im
itation of a street band. I now’ have
the pleasure of introducing them.”
Then the six members of the organ
ization filed awkwardly into place and
played a piece. The audience delight
edly declared that the mimicry was
perfect, especially the make-up of the
players, w’ho were recalled half a
dozen times.
“Would you take them for anything
but genuine street stragglers?” was
asked of a belle.
“Indeed, yes,’’ she confidently re
plied; “they’re clever in their mim
icry. hut one can always tell gentle
men. no matter how disguised. I’m
dying to find out who they are.’’
By MRS. FRANK LEARNED.
Author of “The Etiquette of New
York To-day.”
P ARENTS are conscious of the im
portance of teaching their chil
dren good manners, but very
often they forget that children are
quick to detect inconsistencies. If the
parents fail to observe the courtesies
they are trying to teach there will be
difficulty in instructing children.
If parents are careful to thank chil
dren for any little attention, if they
ask a favor of them always in cour
teous terms, if they reply pleasantly
tc their questions and never Indulge
in the rudeness of answ ering in mon
osyllables or paying no attention to
questions, ihtn the children will learn
to be careful in their own manners.
Children imitate their parents in word
and deed and are susceptible to the
influence of their looks, voices and
manners.
Feel Resentment.
The resentment children sometimes
feel In being required to observe for
mulas is because they find these
j things disregarded by older persons in
the family. Parents, therefore, have
to discipline themselves before they
can train their children. This may
sometimes require the courage to ac
knowledge a mistake, for it is as im-
I portant to say “I was mistaken.” or
“I beg your pardon,” as to say “Thank
you.”
Conscientious parents know’ tha
there can be no training in haphaz
ard methods, or by laying down max
I irns and precepts, and that it is not by
claiming to ’oe infallible that they car.
hope to influence their children, but
by showing that they are sirivinr
toward high standards of conduct. It
the home atmosphere is that of peace
it is sure to promote contentment. If
there is the everyday graciousness of
speech and action the influence can
not fail to foster kindness and con
siderateness. There will not be the
mere superficial politeness, but the
true graciousness of life, a grace
which is deep and enduring.
Home, in Its true sense, is the
training ground for life. The years a*
home are most important because
habits are being formed which will
influence the entire future. It is there
that we learn to fill our place in re
lation to others; there that we learn
respect for authority and obedient*
to law and order. It is in the home
tha; we learn in childhood the neces
sity of self-control, the Importance of
truthfulness, dutifulness, unselfish
ness. sympathies and courtesy. We
learn to make concessions, to give up
insisting on having our own way, and
we learn to look at things from the
point of view' of other people.
High Ideals.
Boys and girls who are taught high
ideals of conduct In the home will nor
fall to exercise, kindness and cour
tesy toward their companions. As
they grow' to manhood and woman
hood they will feel bound to show
their best home training in their in
tercourse with the world, out of re
spect to themselves and the dear fam
ily life. The home life may be but a
memory, distant in the years, but the
influence will never be lost.
With the Boy.
Willie—May I go and play now,
ma ? 4
Mother—What? With those rag
ged trousers!
Willie—No; with the boy next door.
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Had It Labeled.
A miner, having a large piece of 1
sticking
plaster over
w r ent into
the bridge of
a local public
breezily remarked the
Going for your holidays.
landlord.
Jim ?”
“Holidays? What holidays?”
"Well. 1 see you've got your trunk
labeled," replied the landlord.
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Typewriter
Eall Bearing; Long Wearing.
Condensed billing has been adopted by many
business houses on account of its time-saving
features.
The L. C. Smith & Bros.
Typewriter
is particularly adapted to this service and re
quires no extra attachments.
The pressure roll lock and release device, the
tabulator, the back spacer and the paper gauge
make the L. C. Smith & Eros, typewriter a com
plete condensed billing machine.
These conveniences are part of the typewriter
—not attachments—and there is no additional
cost.
Write for free booklet,“The Measure of Worth.” It
explains how ball bearing’s make the L. C. Smith &
Bros, typewriter the easiest running and most dura
ble writing machine.
L. C. Smith & Bros. Typewriter Co.
Head Office for Domestic and Foreign Business
SYRACUSE, N. Y.
Atlanta Branch, 12i N. Pryor St.,
Atlanta, Ga.