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MAGAZINE, One Woman’s Story . By VIRGINIA TERHUNE VAN DE WATER Science <§ Egypt a Hundred Centuries Ago Brought to Light at Tarkhan. CHAPTER XIX. A S Mary Danforth rode up home in the elevated on the April afternoon Just two years after her first meeting with Gordon Craig, she found the sad thoughts that had been with her so long slipping away. She was sure that her lover was thinking of her and that on this 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 his death not long after. Why might not one also have a permonttton of 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 with a start, she found her self face to face with a former school mate of whom she had seen nothing for iwo 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 I go to Central Park West. We are living in th r * same 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, 1 want to talk to you a bit," paid Elizabeth Preston, who had al ways liked Mary when the Danforths 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 fine to be working for one’s self,” said Miss Preston as the two girls sauntered along Eighty-first street toward Central Park. "Of course, 1 have no excuse for doing that kind of thing, for my father has plenty of money, and 1 am the only daughter left at home. Put some times 1 get a little tired of ease and luxury and long to be independent.” Mary tried to smile. ” ‘He Jests at scars 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 as soon as she had spoken them, for her companion turned upon her a look of pity. "Oh, do you have to work as hard as that?” she exclaimed. ”1 sup posed that you only went into busi ness after your father died so that you would not he 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 she was pretending not to know how matters stood. In either case, to tell her the truth was the best thing. Hut it was with an effort that the weary girl spoke "My father left all 1: mother. Hut he he had to my was unfortunate In business Just before he—he died. I You are right in thinking I would not he dependent upon my mother. I Hut she has not the means to sup- | port us both even if I were willing to have her do so.” “Oh." cooed Miss Preston, "you poor child: I am so sorry for you!” "Thank you, hut you need not pity me at all," retorted Mary testily. "I am not an object of pity. I have a position which I shall keep as long I wish, which will not be 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, hut her companion's next speech swept away her harriers of re serve. "It was very fine of you to take that brave tone about it. Mary,” the rich girl rctoiarked, "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.” The 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 hack 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 been smoking so comfortably that he might possibly he there still. She was not mistaken, and when Pearson an swered the telephone she asked for 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, hut 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 he a letter await ing her! 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 be 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. C IVILIZED people lived in Egypt ten thousand ytars ago—so long ago that the North Star, which, from the days of the Phoeni cian navigators, when commerce was young, until our time, has guided ships at sea, was then many degrees from the pole of 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 th** reasoning mind as that which has caused all in telligent persons to accept the con clusions of geology concerning the ns upon millions of years that the earth has been Inhabited by a ALABASTER TABLE OF FIRST DYNASTY AT GERZEH. Advice to the Lovelorn - ■ wA j V; V • >• ■ • r 4 ri... . '3 A ' Ilk * V": ] Jtt e Bobbie’s . By WILLIAM F. KIRK. Pa p A took Ma & me oaver to a lake yesterday ware thare Is a lot of city boarders. Ma had a frend oaver thare that used to call on Uf wen we lived In the city & Ma wanted to see her. The naim of Ma’s frend was Missus Mace. Her husband is a hizness man In the city & every Sommer he semis hi* wife up to that lake so he can have a few weeks rest, & u good time with the other men. How do you like it up here. Pa asked MUsus Mace. Oh. I think it is dredfully poky, sen Missus Mace. Thare is sh> few men around. Look at them old cats set ting on the veranda & ta’klng about peepul. she sed I bet every one of them ha* ripped all of us up the back beefoar now If my husband cud af ford It. I wud go to sum place ware thare is moar clam. They all look prltty good to me. sed Pa. Who are those two peaches setting on the end of the rerandy? They 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 young pet pul & thare hus bands wasent along The party dident git back till neerly midnite. Well, sed Pa. what of it? I suppose thare huebands sent teem up here to enjoy themselfs with the young pee pul. * 1 wud deerly luv to have been In that party myself, sed Pa. 1 doant think yoq missed much. & thav are ail the time talking about vhnt deers than husbands 1*. too. sed Missuo Mace. Wen 1 hear a young married woman talking so much about her good husband in the city. I always think thay are putting on a lot. & last nlte one of them kissed her husband's letter about twenty times wen she* got it at the postolflce, What If she did? sed Pa. 1 think that wa.n vary sweet of her. You see. Pa sed to Missus Mace, she is yung & deevoted to her husband & he Is dee- voted to her. I suppose if they was middle aged, like you & frend wife here, thay wud ki»s the money order lnsted of the letter. That is the kind of letters you wlmmen like. Pa sed, the kind that wen you open them Mumthing blue pops out. Nothing of the kind, sed Ma and Missus Mace at onst. We are always glad to git letters from our husbands wether thare Is munnv in the letters or not. Well, *e<l Pa. you cud talk all day about those two young matrons «& you cuddent maik me beleeve thare was a rong 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 frend Missus Mace has been here longer than wo have and she ought to kno.v If the yung ladles she menshuns are fit company for ua I like to pick my own cumpar.y, sed Pa, & eeven if 1 thought I was gtt- ting simpel minded enuff to have sumbodv pick my eurapany* l wouldn’t choose a old knocker like yure friend Missus Mace to pick my frend* for me. You are not a gentleman, sed Misses Mace. 1 know It, sed Pa. 1 am a plain old rough-neck wich was all his life so biutv trying to see good in every body that he dldnt have time to lern to be yure kind of a gentleman. 1 beleeve I will get sumbodv to inter- duce me to them two yung matrons How about it, wife? sed Pa. How about meeting the summer girls? All rite, sed Ma, sum other sum mer A TOMB OPENED AT TARKHAN. There are 20,000 different kinds of butterflies. At Holbeach (Lines) Parish Church, in order to get rid of a swarm of 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- v of film are used un 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. ANIMAL FIGURES AT MEMPHIS. Up-to-the-Minute Jokes She was hurriedly adjusting her veil, and had hut a few moments in which to catch her car. "Oh, dear," she murmured. "I can't find a pin anywhere. 1 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 and headed in another.” • * • A Yorkshireman suffering from toothache went to a dentist to have the aching tooth out. The dentist pulled out the offending tooth, ami was then asked to pull out the dou ble tooth next to it. "But that is a sound tooth,” said the dentist. "The pain is only sym pathetic.” “•Yank it out. doctor Hang such sympathy,’’ replied the Tyke. solicjtor called upon a pro/***-^ Two American farmers met a day or two after a cyclone had swept over their farms. "She shook things up pretty bad out at mv place," said one, stroking his whiskers, meditatively. "By the way. Hiram, he added, “that new barn o’ yourn get hurt at all?” "Wal," drawled the other, "I dunno. I 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 the face of the other. Ethel—Oh, major, how dreadful for you both! • • • "Look here. Boxer, did you call me a common ass?” "No, Fopson. I said you were an uncommon ass.” "Aw. that’s different. I eawn’t stand having anybody call me com- ;w.” great variety of animals, some of whose descendants, but little changed In their forms, are co-dwellers with us to-day upon this ancient planet. The nature of the excavations made by Professor Petrie in Egypt may he 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 metals, and formed exquisite orna ments of gold and silver. •These thing* must set one to think ing. for we know that arts and sci ences are 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, shouii we have to go in order to find the re.il beginnings of Egypt? Ten thousand years must be but a step in that long march of human progress! Th animal figures, the sphinxes, the spec- | poles of the heavens may have swun; 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 the "sacred” animals which they honored with burial cere monies hardly less elaborate than those whieh were devoted to their kings, queens and rulers. Professor Petrie and his assistants have un covered not less than 800 ancient graves, none of which are less than about 6,000 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 Included within the limits of written history. They could not merely build strong and beautiful 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 Rather Late. A man traveling in the 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 plain n' for a few months back.” "What’s the matter with him?” "I dunno; sometimes I think farm in’ don’t agree with him.” Toe 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; hut that doesn’t seem to improve matters.” "Why not?” "He’s too lazy to pull the wire.” 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 year* my senior. I know this man*loves me, and his love Is reciprocated. When we meet, we always act indiffer ently. Now, in what way can we get together to keep company, as I know our parents would not object, and our friends are aware of the facts? ANTOINETTE. 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 my 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 the 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 love3 me. My folks like him and I love him very dearly. He wants to marry me. My first lover threat ens me when he hears I am go ing to get married. He writes letter* and when 1 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 tnd to all obnoxious attentions from the first man. If your father can ml 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 the girl’s sor row. The man is convinced she will comfort herself with the next man w'ho 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. Clever Hostess. A German band happened to play under the windows of a house in a fashionable neighborhood the other afternoon, when Mrs. K. 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 the 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, who 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, but one can always tell gentle men, no matter how disguised. I’m dying to find out who they are.” H THE FOOL By WILLIAM F. KIRK. E did not know who sent us h\-rc To work and rest and die; He did not trust the aged seer M ho wisely owled the sky. Out peered the stars through the heavens' bars; The fool did not know why. Tie could not tell why any man Should wish his brother ill; He saw a starving caravan Tottering up a hill. He could not see why this should be When others ate their flit. He could not understand the scheme Men call their marriage rite. He knew a maid that loved and strayed; Tie knew her soul was u'hitc. The Church, her sisters, all the good— They crushed her in their might. Alt these and many other things He could dot comprehend. To wise men here it seemed so clear They would have shown their friend; Ilut he was just a fool, they said, And would be to the end. > , 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 arc quick to detect inconsistencies. If the parents fail to observe the courtesies they are trying to teach there will he 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 answering in mon osyllables or paying no attention to questions, then the children will learn to be careful in their own manners. Children imitate their parents in word and t 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 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 portant to say “I was mistaken,” or "1 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 1ms and precepts, and that it is not by claiming to be infallible that they cat. hope to influence their children, but by showing that they are striving toward high standards of conduct. If 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- giderateness. 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 art 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 w r e learn respect for authority and obedience to law and order. It Is in the home that 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 no T fail 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, na? Mother—What? With those rag ged trousers! Willie—No; with the boy next door. I t t Eckman’s Alterative FOR THE THROAT AND LUNGS. Eckman’s Alterative Is effective in < Bronchitis. Asthma. Hay Fever, i Throat and Lung Troubles, and in upbuilding the system. Does not contain poisons, opiates or habit forming drugs. For sale by all lead ing druggists. Ask for booklet of cured cases and write to Eckman Laboratory, Philadelphia, Pa., for additional evidence. 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