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\ l 4 ■a August Days at the Seashore Copyright, 1913, by International News Hervlce. By Nell Brinkley When Love Is Faithless By WILLIAM F. KIRK. T HE Sisters of Song cAlm up to the house aggenn last lilte. Wen thay calm In the front <loor Pa got kind of pale, like a man wlch Is see-sick, but he tried to be nice to them beekaus thay are Ma's Trends Oh, thare Is that darling husband of yures sed Missus Jenkins. She was a awful fat, hoamly woman, A I doant think she was vary yung. but she kep all the time giggling Dear me, she sed to Ma, I wish I cud have a husband like that, a deer, noabel man that Is all the time rite ware you know ware he is. I newer know ware my husband is wen he goes out, she sed. Lots Like That. I know lots of husbands like that, sed Pa. Thare wlfes newer know ware they are wen thay go out, A thay newer know ware thay are at wen thay stay hoam with thare wlfes. Well, gurls, I suppoas you calm oaver tonlte to spill a few new songs. Go on A warble, llt- tel wrens. Pa sed. I am going out lli the library A reed sumthlng about the Dark Ages. Oh, bless yure deer hart, sed Missus , .lenkins, you need not leeve us alone We wud rather you & yure deer lit tel j son stayed rite here with us, beekaus I have rote a new luv song wlch our club is going to print next month. I am going to sing it now, sed Missus Jenkins, A if you will turn oaver the leeves of muslck I will git a chanst to sing It rite at you. Then Pa looked eeven paler than beefoar, & it took him quite a while to git up. but he went oaver to the piano A turned the muslck for Misses Jenkins I took down all the words. I though thay was awful poor & so did Pa, this Is the words: The shades of nite is softly falling, O'er you, luv, d me, luv, It almost maiks me feel like bawling To think our lives must be apart, Deer hart. To think our lives must be apart. The dayhrake rums, but brings moar sorrow, To you, luv. d me, luv, I only feer anolhei• morrow With you across the way from me, It should not be That you're across the way from me! BY DOROTHY DIX. Missus Jenkins sang the first part of the song kind of loud so all of us These delightfully warm, sunshiny days find Tybee, Cumberland Island and Atlantic Beach full of pleasure-hungry folk who are relishing the sea tang that fills the air at these famous seaside resorts. Soon vacation days will be over and the Ilarrys and Richards and Melvins will be hurrying back to the ledger and the other office work, while the Pollys and Ruths and Ethels will be back under the home roof with father and mother and the rest of the family, planning theater parties and dances and motor trips, which are to fill in the time of the Indian summer and fall months before the regular winter social season swings into line. Meantime, the ocean is warm and inviting and these mermaids and mere men rollick in the breakers from morn till night. cud hear plain, but she sang the last line low A soft A looked at Pa so tender that for a mlnnit she looked al most prltty. Some Song! That Is sum song sed Fa. You sing It with grate feeling. How did It ever happen that we got so far apart on life's way? sed Pa. I doant like that number vary well, deer, sed Ma to Missus Jenkins. It Is butiful In Its wording, Ma sed, but thare Is no use of a woman feeling BEHIND CLOSED DOORS By ANNA KATHARINE GREEN One of the Greatest Mystery Stories Ever Written (Copyright, 1913, by Anna Katharine Green.) TO-DAY’S INSTALLMENT. bad Jes beekaus she can't be fortunate j enuff to marry a noabel man like my husband Then all of the Sisters of Song sed at onst: We wuddent marry yure hus band If he was the last man in this wurld. & then thay all went hoam. A sign of politeness In Tibet on meeting a person is to hold up the clasped hand and stick out the tongue. People of melancholy temperament rarely huve clear blue eyes. Frogs and toads are gifted with a remarkably acute sense of hearing. Oriental physicians have practiced vaccination for over a thousand years. Bubbles made of filtered Castile soapsuds and glycerin will last for days. As many as 4,000 dates have been gathered from a single palm. There are 3,000 English words that are not found in most dictionaries. It has been estimated that steamers are 20 per cent safer than sailing ves sels. Owing to the cold, dry atmosphere not a single infectious disease is known in Greenland. Meanwhile, Mr. Gryce was smiling on a girl who had Just come into the kitchen. "And who do you think it was?" he asked. "I don’t know, sir," was the reply, with a half fearful look over her shoulder. ‘.‘Nobody knows. Some of us suspect It was nothing else than the— If any one should die ’’ "Now howld yer whist," broke In Peter. "Do yez molnd me, it was a woman's scream, and a woman in a mighty state o’ fear. But what there was to put fear into the heart of any one that night it isn’t in me power to tell." And so on for five minutes more, while Mr. Gryce was asking himself what this scream, say It had been ut tered by Mildred Farley, signified, aad whether It pointed to the minute of her death or was occasioned by some fatal discovery which led her to future violence and self-destruction. That tt was more the cry of fear than agony his owli memory told him; death at that time and and In the bride’s apart ment were fa<*ts that could scarcely have been hidden, and that for her to have taken the dose of poison in the house at all raised the question of how she could have come some time later under the protection of Dr. Molesworth and been carried by him through the streets about Madison Square to the drug store and thence to her home. No, Mildred Farley had not perished In this house. unless—his very thoughts paused, his eye had fallen again upon the gravel walk that ran by that very piazza against the railing of which she had leaned, living or dead. There had been gravel under the Bhoe of Dr. Molesworth’s horse Was the mystery deeper than he supposed, and had Dr. Molesworth also been a visitor In this THE STATE NORMAL SCHOOL, ATHENS, GA. 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It began to look as If he had With the thought, light began to break upon the horizon and something of the darkness which had veiled this impenetrable mystery to disappear. And yet, how great were the diffi culties in the way of proving this fact. None of the persons he was talking with had seen any such person as the doctor among the guests, nor had his appearance at the Inquest called out any such witness from the public at large. And then, say he had been here, how fast he must have driven to have been down at Twenty-second street at 'the time he was. But then, Mr. Gryce remembered that his horse looked as If It had traveled far that night, and when a man has a purpose before him he does not spare his ani mal. But what had his purpose been? To save Mildred Farley or to destroy her? Manifestly It was not to save her, or why had he lied about the place where he had found her and the way In which the bottle had been broken on the side walk In Twenty-second street? Look at It whichever way the detective would, reason and experience still point ed toward the doctor as the possible author of her death. And so the affair was still full of mysteries, and he felt as If he had but crossed the threshold of his discoveries His last effort before leaving the kitchen was to determine the location of the back stairs. He found them situ ated in the most favorable manner for such a secret and unobserved departure as this young girl had taken. For, ow ing to the fact that they descended Immediately Into a hall opening upon the driveway which ran about the house, It followed that upon such a night as this, when every one was busy, and the kitchen door communicating with this hall was in all probability closed or blocked up with strangers, she might slide down the stairs and so regain the street without any ona noting her presence or detecting her departure. More than this, she could, If she so wished, have stepped upon the piazza, and not knowing its condition, sat down in one corner to wait—what for? Why —for the doctor, perhaps. She had writ ten him a note and why not in that note have told him where he could find her. There was no evidence yet forth coming which made any of this Impos sible. Two Duties. To determine then without all perad- venture whether Molesworth’.s phaeton drove up to this house on that night or not, and then to ascertain the cause and meaning of Mrs. Cameron's silence in regard to her connection with this girl. became his two first leading duties. The Immediate manner in which he set about fulfilling them, showed that his youth ful vigor had not yet entirely deserted him. Bidding farewell to his friends in the kitchen, he passed out of the back door and round the house. The next minute the front door bell rang, and Jean, the butler, upon opening that door, was as tounded at seeing before him the sol emn and unmoved countenance of his late visitor, who, looking at him as if he had never seen him before, asked if Mrs. Gretorex was in, and being assured she was by the dumfounded servant, stepped in and took his seat in the par lor as If he had never crossed the thres hold of a kitchen In Jiis life. "He want to see Mrs. Gretorex? Why he want to see Mrs. Gretorex?” cried Jean, descending the back stairs three steps at a time. Very Perplexing. KODAKS WASHINGTON SEMINARY 1174 PEACHTREE KOAP - ATLANTA flw ■TMrMBiri ■ Tr> « Bert FlnU»lna inf TUM Cm •* * fWv’ I iuinn FUms tad coo»- ■LmhI plate sod anutfrar aoppltaa dm for ••t-ef-vurr. rruuuncM. "send for Catalog and PHee LI at. THE SOUTH'S MOST BEAUTIFUL 8CHOOL DiS rLMJ 1IV E F La i i .iv 1. Boarding Department, limited. $100,000 00 in Grounds and Buildings. 2 New School Building, modem In equipment. with provision for ©Den-alr class rooms ^ l Courses In Domestic Solano* and Physical TnMnlng a part of rsgular ow- noulum. 4 DeDartm»nt» KhuSerg»rt*n. Prtm»TT. Acdomlo. Cotl*** Preparetorr Music Art, Expression Thirty-sixth Pension begins SEPTEMBER 11th, 19J* mu.-rated Kata-Qa-c. 8 j, »:.d B. BCQTT. A. K. HAWKES CO u Whitehall Atlanta, Ga. "Shure I don’t know,” returned Pe ter, laying a sly finger against his nose, "but what I do know is this, I’ve busi ness in the front hall and it won’t kape a minute; so good day to ye." And he was off before Jean’s slower wits took in the situation. .Mr., Gryce was laboring under Mrs. Oretorex’s displeasure and he knew it. His first words, therefore, were uttered with that simple dignity which always inspires respect. "You have consented to see me," was his opening remark. "You are very kind, for I feel that you have some rea son not only to distrust my good Judg ment, but the fairness of my conduct. Yet I but made a mistake which nine men out of ten would have made In my place. I was going to say ten men, but 1 do not wish to appear egotistical." His smile was honest, his bearing re spectful yet not subservient, his tone ill that could be desired But Mrs. Gretorex's pride was not easily subdued. She looked at him with cold severity, and observed in anything but a gracious tone: "I do not understand to what you allude. I know of no mistake you made except that of taking Dr. Cameron into your confidence against my express wishes." "Then he has not explained to you the meaning of our conduct that night ?” "I did not require It." Mr. jGryce allowed a faint expression of surprise to escape him. "You could not have known how in teresting the subject was," he remarked. Then before she oould speak, asked im pressively, "Did you know that Miss Gretorex had a double In town that night?" "A double?*’ "Some one who looked like her—looked like her so much that even her best friend was deceived? I allude to Dr. Cameron." The perplexity of Mrs. Gretorex was unmistakable. "I have no Idea what you mean,” she declared, "and I can not believe In any such likeness. Mrs. Cameron’s expres sion is not a common one." "So much the more excuse for me." he suggested. "I thought I was com pletely Justified In giving to this per- BINGHAM SCHOOL'S central purpose for 120 years has been to make Men of Boye. Asheville climate irganteation Military. Two details from U. S. Army al lowed to N. C. The A. A M College has one. Bingham the other. Target and Gallery practice, with latest U. S Army Rifles Lake for Swimming. Sum- Camp during July and August. Tuition and Board S150 per Term * ‘ i CoL B. Sln*h*ow Bob t AabtriU* X £ $3flp a ycof. Adifeee CoL &. BlssbAcy Bob V AabovlU* son the name of your daughter, es pecially as she wore a dress not un like that in which Miss Gretorex was said to have disappeared.” Incredulity, mixed with a little anx iety, still held its own in the expres sion of Mrs. Gretorex’s faoe. “Still I do not understand you. Where was this person, and who did she turn out to be? You excite my curiosity, Mr. Gryce." The detective glanced at the door and slightly changed his seat. "Some things are best discussed in private," he suggested. "I thought I heard a step in the hall." She arose and led the way into the li brary. "Say what you have to say," she ex claimed. "Who was the lady? I am eager to hear." He took a position which enabled him to watch her face. "Her name you must already know," said he. "It has been In the papers enough lately. Mildred Farley, the girl who died of poison that same night." "Farley?" trembled slowly from her lips. "Farley?" "I thought the name would have a familiar sound,’’ he murmured, noting carefully her look of startled amaze ment. But she Instantly disclaimed this as sumption with calm composure.. "You mistake," she assured him. "I know nobody of that name. Why should you think I did?" "Because she visited your house so often, was so well known to your daugh ter, and was. If I do not greatly mistake, In this very building and In Miss Gret orex’s room the evening Miss Gretorex was married and she herself met her fearful doom.” It was all news, and, as it seemed, un welcome and astounding news, to the lady before him. She forgot his pres ence and her own reserve and spoke as if he had not been In the room. "A person by the name of Farley," she repeated, "known to Genevieve and like her enough to be called her dou ble. What does it mean?" He watched her, and made no an swer. Ail the detective was alert In him. "I believe you said she died." Mrs. Gretorex suddenly cried, arousing as if out of a dream. "Is it the same girl that was picked up from the sidewalk by somebody and carried away in a gig?" Not Seen. "The same, madam. A young dress maker, you remember, who was to have been married that same night. But she preferred to assist your daughter at her wedding to taking port In one herself." Mrs Gretorex looked at him with wide open eyes, from which all the haughti ness had fled. "You seem to know a great deal abort Mrs. Cameron." she asserted; "more than her mother does or her best friends. I was not aware that any on/ was here to assist my daughter—least of all a person who bore her looks and answered to the name of Farley. And yet. it was a circumstance that woul£ not be likely to escape Attention. Some of the servants must have seen her, if I did not. But none of them have spoken of it." "They were too accustomed to her vis its here.” "Too accustomed ’’ "And then they did not see her face. She was always veiled." "Do you mean," she demanded, "that the person who brought home my daughter’s dresses and. whom my daugh ter received when she would see no one else, was a Far—was this girl who you say died on her wedding night so sud denly and mysteriously?" "I do. It has not been made public, nor am I sure that Mrs. Cameron her self knows of this Identity. But certain evidences difficult to explain under any any other theory, make It a positive fact to me. It Is my reason for being here; he cause of our present conversation. I want to discover the truth about this girl." Did Mrs. Gretorex suddenly change color, or was It only his imagination that made him think so? She was a dignified worldly-wise woman, whom it would have taken much to shake out of her social calm. Was this much hidden in his words and had It disturbed her equanimity? He could not tell. A Common Affair. "That Is very natural," she conceded, with a slight change of position. "In your profession such Inquiries become duties; but I do not think you can find At much about her here." "Certainly not, if you never met her nor spoke to her; and I believe you as sured me you never had." "Never, sir." There was truth in her accents, as well as much hauteur; he found himself obliged to shift his ground. "Then," said he, "I have only to bid you good day. And yet"—he added, "there is one thing you can do for me and the cause of law and Justice which I represent. Miss Farley, If here that night, tVent directly to your daughter’s room. She wore a brown veil, and If as •resumably happened, she took off that veil, there is reason to believe she left it behind her. For when the body was brought home to her boarding place, this article of apparel was not only missing, but another veil of different color and apparently quite new, was found clinging to her garments. Now if in the arrangement of the room after your daughter’s departure a brown veil was found, there is provided one other small link toward making our chain of evidence complete "A brown veil Is a very common af fair; my daughter may have had a dozen for aught I know." "Lying loose about the room?" "How can I tell!" "And you can not accommodate me?" "Oh, I can not refuse you a look at the room. It is Just as my daughter left it," she declared somewhat bitterly. "She has not found leisure to attend to it. and I certainly was not going to arrange and dispose of her effects without her assist ance. But you speak of A YOUNG girl who has loved not wisely but too well, and who has been cast aside like a broken plaything by the maji who has done her so terrible a wrong, asks me what she should do under the tragical circumstances. My answer is, forget it all. Fm the past behind you, and refuse even to let your thoughts enter the door that you have locked upon your dark secret. Never let a word concern ing what has happened pass your lips to anybody, but climb back into the straight and narrow path off of which you have taken a single step, and let your bitter experience be a lamp to guide your feet in the future. Above all have nothing to do with the unprincipled scoundrel who has taken such a shameful advantage of your youth and innocence and ig norance. Do not humiliate yourself by beseeching him to come back to you, or entreat him to marry you. He will not do it, and if he did do it. It would bring you nothing but life long misery. Such a man la a brute. He is lacking alike in heart and hon or, and all considerations for a wom an, and he would use his knowledge of the indiscretion into which he lured you to torture you as long as you live. One Fatal Error. It Is a terrible thing—a thing so piteous that it must make the very angels weep, for a girl to have wrecked her life when she la only 17 years old, but the only thing that she can do that really helps Is to gather up the fragments in silence and as secretly as possible. Under such circumstances there are parenta who sometimes force a man to marry the girl, to do what they call “right the wrong he has done her." this is a fatal mistake. It only makes a bad matter worse, and dooms the girl to certain misery, as it puts her completely in the power of the dastard who has already shown how little regard he has for her hap piness and honor. Sometimes the girl wreaks a bloody reprisal on the man who betrayed her, but what a price she pays for that one mad minute of satisfied ven geance! The horrors of a murder trial, even when a sentimental Jury acquits a woman, are not to be told. They belong to the Inferno, and the soul that passes through it come* out maimed and seared beyond all power of healing. The woman whose hands are stained with blood is a creature apart, a thing accursed, one who goes shuddering through the world and from whom all other wom en draw away their skirts as from a leper. The woman who kills to avenge her wrong kills also her every chance of ever being happy. Sometimes the woman takes her wrongs into the court and seeks to soothe the hurt of her honor feels with money. It takes a woman of coarse fiber to do this anti to blazon her shame to the public for the sake of a few dollars. There are many times when money comes too dearly, and this is one. One would think that every penny so gained would blister the fingers of her who touched It. | The Dilemma. Of coufse, no punishment that hu man ingenuity can devise is adequate for the man who wins a young girl’s heart and then takes advantage of her trusting affection to lead her into wrongdoing. He knows, as she can not, the enormity and significance of the step he beguiles her into taking, and In what bitter tears and repent ance the plmrose path along which he lures her must end for her. To strip him of his money is no thing. Killing is too good for him. He deserves a dog’s death, but the trouble is that you can not punish him without punishing the girl a thousand times more. It is the practical *lde of the trag edy that we are now considering, what the girl under such circum stances had best do, and It Is cyni cally true that she had best do nothing to the man. nothing to avenge her wrong. Just to accept it as quiet ly and secretly as possible. To make any fuss about it la to cry out aloud her misfortune to the world, whereas If she says nothing and goes her way as if nothing had happened there may be a few whis pers, a few surmises, a little gossip that no one can substantiate, ana that dies down and is forgotten in a short time. Possibilities. After all, the only things th«t are absolutely known about our private affairs Is what we tell oureeFvea Probably there is never a scandal about any one that the person didn’t start himself or herself. It's the thing we confide to our dearest friends that comes back to haunt ua and hence any secret that we Shut our teeth upon is reasonably safe. Fortunately, In this enlightened age a woman is not bound down for ever by the mistake *the made In her past. She has her present full of opportunity, and her future overflow ing with hope. She can fill her life with work, with klndnera and service to others and win for herself a high and honorabe place In the community and be esteemed and admired In so ciety. To this girl, who so far has kept the secret of her one false step, I say keep it still until It Is locked in the silence of the grave, Confession is a weakness and a temptation in cases where It can do no possible good and no reparation to another Is to bs made. Let the dead past bury its dead, and do you go forward and live a life so pure and white, and so fragrant with good deeds, that the recording angel will drop a tear upon your one poor little sin and blot it out. "Queer thing about my wife. When we have an argument she never wants the last word. "Why, how’s that?" "She always gives It to me.* A long-suffering husband passed Into the great beyond and found peace. His wife promptly erected a tombstone with the Inscription: "Rest In peace until I join you.” Masher (entering a restaurant hur^ riedly)—Aw, *ay, can a man get a dwink here? Walter (dryly)—Yes, fetch your man in. Vhigy#* Air-Float Talcum Powder—bo ra ted, perfumed—guaranteed pure. | TALCUM PUFF COMPANY : Miners and Jlannfaeturom, Bash Terminal BROOKLYN, NEW YORK E A Frank Talk chain of evidence. Evidence of what and evid ence against whom? It is surely not indiscreet for me to Inquire." To Be Continued To-morrow. 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