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Beauty Secrets of Beautiful Women
Perfect Arms and Shoulders, and Other Valuable Hints From Cecelia San ton
BEHIND CLOSED DOORS
One of the Greatest Mystery Stones Ever Written
A Biplane That Will Carry Ten Passengers-—A New and
Terrible War Machine, Reviewed by Garrett P. Serviss
outdoors and I believe In fresh air
and sunshine for all growing things,
but I have to guard my akin against
the sununlne I love so dearly. On hot
Hummer days I always wear a big
shade hat, for though summer tan
may look attractive while it lasts. It
leaves a oarses and slightly less
white skin in its wake. Burn and
ran every Mummer for five or six
years and gradually your skin will
lose its fine, white texture. 1 am a
firm believer in good cold cream; if
I suspect a little tan of having won
Its way to my face or throat or hands
1 Immediately dose the offending
member in cold cream. At night 1
always cleanso my skin thoroughly
according to the following method:
First 1 apply a generous coating of
cold cream, which I rub in thorough
ly; next cornea a washing .n a thick
lather made of hot water, cawtlle soap
and a few drops of benzoin to make
the water soft and pleasing to the
«kin. A bit of massage with the fin
ger tips end a dash of cold water or
l rubbing with ice to make the t:s-
tues firm and healthy and my face,
neck, army and shoulders are cleansed
for the night.
“Then I take a few simple exer-
By ANNA KATHARINE GREEN.
(Copyright. 1913. by Anna Katharine
1918. by Anna
Green )
tlons had been carried out It would be
I, ar.d not she, who would be in pos
session of the heiress* place, enjoying all
those pleasures that to my girlish under
standing were magnified Into ecstasies
by the contrast they afforded to my
dally occupations and tasks.
"But though I suffered from these
longings and experienced this envy, you
must not think I neglected my mother
or dreamed of any change ns regarded
my sister or myself I did not even
try to see that sister, though 1 wasted
many hours that should have been spent
In sleep In dreaming over her Joys, and
mentally comparing her situation with
my own. The truth la. I could not
have found her except by means from
which naturally shrank, for though
j my mother had told me she lived In
. tpwn, and was one of the elegant la-
! dies I sometimes Raw crowding Into the
| theaters or opera houses she had never
TO-DAY'S INSTALLMENT
"I will sit here," asserted the doctor,
going up to the nurse and motioning
her to one side. Then taking her place,
he drew his wife's right hand in his,
and, pressing It slightly, watched the
effect with a steady look from which he
had suppressed every expression save
that of gentleness and love.
The touch seemed to awaken the
slumbering life within her. Opening her
eyes, she fixed them with a wild stare
on his face that preserved its ’ovirp
look, though his heart was In a turmoil
of wild and contradictory emotions.
“Oh!” came from her lips In a long,
low and rapturous sigh “It was not
then, a dream. I am your wife; you
are my husband, and Rea.lzatlon ; to]< j me j, er name or given me any hint
came to her; there were terror* to her Rs to what part of the clty held her
soul as well as pleasures: life was not j j 10mP
simply love, she shuddered, and t ej ,.j waf , therefore greatly surprised and
color which had crept warmly Into her nluch daMled when one day she
cheeks vanished, as If the breath mm
g lrg with hers had been of Ice.
The doctor, watching, held her gaze
fascinated by his.
“Are you better, Mildred?" he asked i
At that rame, uttered by him. a cry
said to me that she could not die with
out embracing both her children; that
though seh had taken an oath never to
Intrude upon the child she had given
away, that her longing was so g?eat
sharp as despair. rang startl'ngly out ," ha < was determined not only to
cm,. V. a .. .. 11 1 1 Vi... . . i ► n a n 1 * r\ t, an t V' i.
from her lips and she half rose, but In
her weakness fell back. Dr. Cameron
stole a look at the detective, standing
still and attentive In the deepest shad
ow on the other side of the bed.
“You know, then?" she muttered,
feebly. %
“Yes," was his answer. “1 know that
you were never Genevieve Gretorex;
that you are, Instead, her sister, Mil
dred Farley; and though I blame you
for the deception, and wonder at the j I received. ‘She must love me;
see her child, but to reveal to her the
relationship In which they stood.
" ‘But,’ I exclaimed, dimly conscious
that such an act would entail conse
quences of whose Importance we could
not at that moment judge, ‘If she does
not know her true history, you will give
her a great shock. She probably loves
the lady whom she regards as her
mother ’
“ ‘I am her mother,’ was the answer
will
ambition w’hlch prompted it, 1 ove you
still, and am ready to forgive you."
A smile, a flash, a look of Joy, un
mixed and unmistakable, brought the
old splendor for a moment to her face.
"Then have I nothing more to ask In
this world." she cried: “my troubles
are all over. And O, how I have trem-
no longer allow her to lavish upon that
other woman the feelings that are my
right.’ And being weak, she went Into
wild hysterics and would not be paci
fied until 1 had promised to assist her
to an Interview with her lost child.
“Then It was that I learned for the
first time my sister’s name and where
bled lest you should hate and repudiate s ^ e lived; and the knowledge being sup
plemented by the Information that she
was on the verge of being married, I
thought I saw my way clear to an In
terview. I told my mother how I pro
posed to introduce myself to my sis
ter’s presence. She approved of my
plan and did not allow' much time to
1 elapse before sending me to St. Nich
olas place.
Miss Stanton’s Beautiful Arms and Shoulders.
Ey LILIAN LAUFERTY.
C ECELIA STANTON and I met
In a manager's office. All aboat
us were quartered oak and
heavy carpets, and all the unatractivc
paraphernalia of utility and business
L’ttle atmosphere or charm for tne
beautification of a dainty girl—and
yet from the dull work-a-day en
vironment little Miss Cecelia shone
with the solendior of youth and
lieal'h and the clean sweetness of
modest g'rlhood.
Miss Stanton was the little prim'
donna of B. A. Itolfe's "Arcadia" last
spring, but now she Is Intrepidly ven-
tur'ng out on the B. E Keith cir
cuit alone, with full faith in her
voice. h;r public and her manager.
Fred Ward. "Don’t you think," she
asked, "that If a girl Is ready to give
affection to the world. It must like
her a little bit too?"
“You open a field for our discus
sion." answered the always-ready-
for-business Interviewer, “we can
discuss the beauty of being In sym
pathy with the world—of being •'
tune with life."
in
“Perhaps I have not thought about
it very philosophically. “But I think
you have to keep yourself well and
in good condition and free from tired
ness or nervousness or brain fag. It
does not do to he forever making ex
cuses for not being quite at your best
—you have to make it your business
to he at your best. I think a young
girl who Is trying to accomplish any
thing in the world, whether it ie in
the line of work or just winning a
reputation as a beauty, h is to keep
right at the thing she is ^trying for
and never lose sight of what she
wants. I guess earnestness of pur
pose would he mv rule of success."
Arms and Shoulders.
“Now you can answer your own
questicn. Earnestness of purpose
means giving the world the best you
have—and as the poem says, 'the best
shall come back to you.' But now
won’t you tell me about your best in
the line of beauty? Suppose you teil
all your anxiouo readers how to gain
or keep beautiful white arms and
shoulders.” , ...
“I sacrifice a lot to keep white
skin,” said Miss Cecelia. “I love the
cises for arms and shoulders and
throat. With the fingers straight and
me when you found that 1 had gained
your name by a fraud.” And two great
tears crept from between her closing
eyelids and rolled slowly down her
cheeks. "Let me thank Ood!" she
breatl/ed, and tried to put her two
hands together but was too weak, so
only smiled.
As for the doctor, he crushed back
the tears that were rising to his own
eyes, and looking at her tenderly, said: j "I went In my own proper ehar-
"And Is this the only trouble you acter as a dressmaker, but I wore
have had? Was there no other anxiety , a thick veil which completely hid
or fear on your mind?" j my features, being well aware what a
"Why, no. What other could I have? disturbance my appearance would cause
Was not that enough? To lose your at he> doors If the resemblance between
love—Oh. Waiter, you do not know what # us was as great as my mother had told
that love it to me! But I will show m e. Asking to see Miss Gretorex, I was
vou, If I live; I will show you yet.” taken in at once to her room, and, with
And raising her heavy lids, she looked no true oohcepUdn of the shock which
at him with so much frankness, earnest- t^e sight of Its occupant would neces-
ness and truth that the doctor rose,
umphant, and glanced across at
trl-
the 1
together, I raise the arms straight up place where Mr. Gryce had stood,
above my head, then sink them to , But that gentleman had shifted his
the shoulder height, and then turn- position and now stood at the door, hat
ing the wrisit so that the palms are
outward and lead I stretch the arms ’ ... ,
»ide apart at shoulder ..eight. Count : "1 beg leave to bio you good even- |
sarily occasion me, knocked and was
admitted.
Bv GARRETT P. SERV’SS.
T
“>HERE Is rejoicing In France over
the success of a young Russian
engineer. Igor S'korsky, who
has constructed and successfully tried.
In actual flight, a g’ant biplane, which
has a "cabin” for ten passengers, who
arc not compelled to remain In fixed
positions, but can move freely about
while the machine Is cleaving the air.
The French rejoice because they say
that now the German "Zeppelins,"' or
huge dirigible war balloons will be put
out of commission by this new form
of aeroplane, which Is swifter than they
are, equally well balanced and capable
of carrying weights comparable with
those that have hitherto been confined
to the balloon type of airship.
1'be .first reports of the success of
Sikorsky’s apparatus were received with
incredulity, but they have now been
confirmed. It looks as If the dream of
the aeroplan'sts of a "heavler-than-alr
"Shall I ever forget that moment? machine capable of carrying a eonsid-
The beauty, the briliance, the cheer of era ble crew, and an outfit of war weap-
that daipty room, and before me stand- onB an( j supplies, had been realized,
ing In an attitude that betrayed a per- __ p
feet familiarity with all these gorgeous Horse TOWCI*.
ten for each part of the exercise and ,n S. he observed, as he felt the doctor s . surroun( ji n g 8 m yelf, in all but costume -phe large cabin for passengers is s't-
lternately inhale and exfiale. Swing- eyes fall on him If you have any fur- j anf j a certain delicacy of breeding which w hose upper supporting surface Is larg-
.ng very light Indian clubs is a good ; ther business with me let me know. I j
arm and shoulder exercise, but the ■ f ee i tlmt I have no more with you, and
let me offer you my congratula-
best one I know for burning off sur- now
plus fat from the regions of the shoul- j {
this 9 a Grasp thV'shoulder lightl^with ! And with the most benevolent of nods
ftnRer tips anti tliumi. in this posl- t'.rned his broad back upon the hap-
Hon swing the arms around tn cir- ' py husband and wife and silently sJip-
cles, increasing gradually to 100 pe d from the house.
counts, and stretching the neck from j
side 10 side with ea n ten counts. _ ~ „ .
••simple food, and not too much of I The Doors Swung Back.
It—fresh vegetab 1 ’ and fruits and p,o.ME six weeks later, Mr. Gryce re-
si lads and light meat, with no nen ceived the following communica-
sauces—aid and .bet me in keeping
my shoulders shapely and free from , tlu "'
an accumulation of fat. It isn't easy 'During the last few days I have been
In that one Instant of deep emotion, er than the lower. The span of its
went like a dagger to my heart, so ar- wings is nearly 90 feet, and -the total
to keep in tr’m—but that quotation
of vours expres c *es it—‘give to the
world the best you have and :he best
shai, come ^UJaFlAUFEUTY.
dently that I longer for Just such an air
and Just such a culture! The words of
my mother had prepared be for a like
ness. but not for such an absolute one.
Or rather no one’s words could prepare
a woman for seeing unmoved a repro
duction of herself In living flesh and
blood. And when after the first agita
tion which was happily hid by my veil,
I had an oportunlty for studying her
closer, I was yet more astonished If
less shocked, to notice how her very
tricks of manner were familiar, and how
supporting surface Is about 1,400 square
feet. Its weight Is 6,600 pounds, and it
The New Biplane.
can carry, In addition to two pilots and
a mechanician, ten persons, with pro
visions and fuel for twenty hours, with
an extra allowance of 880 pounds for
emergencies.
It has tour motors of the automobile
type of 100 horsepower each, and four
Independent screws During an experi
mental lllght two of the motors were
arrested but the machine continued to
fly without difficulty.
The large cabine for passengers Is sit
uated behind the glass-enclosed pilot
house. and during a flight the passen
gers can not only move about In their
cabin, but can even go out upon the
front balcony. There Is another cabin
containing a divan for repose and sleep,
and a passageway running around the
outer part of the ship. In short It ap
pears to be a genuine Jules Verne ma
chine, fit for a "Captain Nemo” of the
air.
Several flights have been made with
this machine, the KT.gest of which oc
cupied two hours, and was effected ai
an average elevation of ahout 1,500
feet. It has flown over the city of St.
Petersburg, to the great wonder and ad
miration of the Inhabitants.
An editor of the Russian newspaper
Vetcherneie Vremla, who with four
other passengers accompanied the huge
biplane in one of Its flights, thus de-
•cribes his experience:
"During the flight I took notice of
the perfect equilibrium of the machine.
The passengers and the pilots passed
from one end to the other of the large
cabin, more than 10 feet long and made
brusque movements, without in any man
ner disturbing the steady progress of
the biplane."
M. Langovol, writing In The Novole
Vremla, says that. In view of the suc
cess of SJkorsky’s airship, the vaunted
German Zeppelin must see Its end, for
It must hereafter give place to the Rus
sian Sikorsky.
A Terrible Machine.
It is evident that It is only neces
sary to replace the "passengers" with
j armed men In order to turn this air
ship Into a terrible machine of war.
and this, It Is said, was the primary In
tention of the Inventor as It is the first
thought of those who are aiding him in
his enterprise Furnished with bombs
and quick-firing guns, the Sikorsky
would be able to hold a city at Its mer
cy, or to render a fort untenable, or to
put an army corps to flight. The pos
session of a fleet of Slkorskys by a
nation would be a powerful argument
for peace, although It is an argument
which. It Is probable, would first be
tried out In a fight.
The rejoicings In France are somewhat
tempered by chagrin at the thought that
it Is a Russian who has first achieved
the ideal aeroplane, for hitherto France
h?>s distinctly held the lead in the de
velopment of the great American in
vention of self-supporting airships.
One Woman’s Story a. vikcinia terhune va^pe water
CHAPTER XXXI.
told by my husband of the fearful |
suspicion which my conduct had given °f‘ an s,le used her hand3 in ’ uat such
rise to In the minds of the police, j a ^ as 1 have seen m M se,f do a ,hou '
i hough I have done much that was
M -
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Advice to the Lovelorn
blameworthy, and am in no degree
worthy of the happiness which has
fallen to my lot. I did no wrong to my
sister, nor could I have done any,
I (hough consequences worse than any 1
sand times. Yet she was a lady, high
bred to her very finger-ends, while I
was simply well-bred and full of ambi
tion to be what I in that moment saw
exemplified before me. Our heights
were the same, but when afterward I
\RY FLETCHER'S little son was
born one morning in early April
hen the young mother awoke
from the ether sleep and heard the
baby’s cry. she smiled wanly, then a
frightened look crossed her face. The
village nurse, bending over her. mo
tioned to the doctor to step nearer the
bed. She feared that the patient's mind
was not quite clear, else why should she
look alarmed now that her trouble
anticipated had followed the disappoint- j came to measure her, 1 perceived that Wft8 over and her child safe and well?
BETTE & NOT.
Dear Miss Fairfax:
I am seventeen years old, and
am In love with a boy eighteen
years of age. I see him nearly
every night. Although we don't
know each other, he always
speaks to me (calling me by my
name). T have no girl friends or
gentlemen friends whom I know
who would give me an introduc
tion. I know he is anxious to
meet me. Every time he speaks
to me I feel like answering him
back, but I never do. Do you
think it would be improper for
me to speak to him, as I am very
anxious to get acquainted with
him? E - D -
You are both so young that I think
you had better not. You do not
say where you see him, leaving the
Inference that It Is on the street, and
that Is reason in itself why you
should not include him among your
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friends with no one to stand sponsor
for him. Wait, my dear. If he Is
the right one, the opportunity will be
given you for knowing him.
YOUR MOTHER KNOWS BEST.
Dear Miss Fairfax;
We are two chums, both nine
teen years of age, considered at
tractive and good dancers. The
young men of our set arc; very
slow about asking girls to affairs,
and we have been in the habit of
going without male escorts. Now
our parents have told us we can
not do this any more, as they
think It isn’t nice for girls to at
tend dances alone. Please tell us
If the}' are right in their attitude
We have been told that the reason
the young men do not offer to take
girls to dances is that their sala
ries are so small they can not af
ford to. , Also please advise us
whether it Is proper for a young
man who escorts a girl Lc a dance
to stay with her throughout the
evening, or to provide other part
ners for her?
PEACHTREE.
Two young girls should not go to
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dll (T* 17 Cl Cl De P* n<1 * largely
JUv/V/LUlJ upon one’* ph>s-
* ical condi t ion.
No nwn or woman can do their beat
work if tioubli d wit h h w*ak itomack *
or torpid 1 ver. Don't be carts intis.
Don’t procrastinate.
Dr. Pierce’s
Golden Medical Discovery
promote* the flow of diseanve juice*,
invigorates the liver and purifies «nd
enriches the blood. It makes men
and women strong In bod/ and
active in raind.
Ask Your Druggist
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ment of her return. To convince you
dances alone, but this does not! of this I write these explanations, for
mean they must deny themselves the (though I can have no hope of regain-
pleasure because no men escort them.
A mother'or father should be willing
to act as escort, or if a number of girl
chums can get an elderly lady to
chaperon all of them, the trouble will
be mastered. When a man escorts a
girl to a dance, It Is his duly to see
that she has a partner for every
dance.
1 Ing your regard, I certainly expect from
I was just an inch larger about the .
waist.
"Seeing me, as she thought, embar- t
rassed. she spoke first. The voice dum- !
which is due to the wife of so noble a
man as Walter Cameron.
“I was never happy as a girl. Born
with an ambitious spirit, and a strong
taste for all that is elegant and inspir
ing in life, I not only was preventel
by poverty from indulging in any of my
numerous aspirations, but was kept
back from that culture of my own pow-.
_ | ers, which, is torture to one who feels
Books and Bacon. i.er capabilities, but Is denied all oppor-
A miner who was proud of his boy’s tunity of exercising them. Then, I had
attainments at school pne evening picked to work, and work hard, and though it
up a homa-lesson book and read from was ar labor of love, I could not rid my-
it a quotation which ran like this: \ se if of the feeling that I ought not to
"Some books should be tasted, some be subjected to so many sacrifices; that
swallowed and some chewed and di- j [ waH fitted for better things and was
gested.—Bacon." Turning to his boy. he j m a measure trod upon,
said:
What’s this, sonnie
you that Just estimate of my character founded me. There was a cadence in it
| which was lacking in my own. and yet
it was like catching the notes of some
of those speeches I used frequently
to make to myself In the long hours of
solitary sewing. It impressed me so, I
hesitated to answer.
“ ‘You have some request to make,’
she now said. ‘What is it? I am In a
mood to be gracious;’ and she smiled,
but so coldly I asked myself if my face
Lighted up no more when I was happy.
Alas! I did not know then that she was
only Indifferently so, and that the Joys i
What is the matter, Mrs. Fletcher?"
the doctor asked gently. %
"Is my baby a girl?" queried Mary
anxiously.
“Why, no," replied the doctor, with a
smile, "you have a splendid boy. Why
did you think it was a girl?"
“Because It cried so piteously," she
whispered. "I do not want my child
to be a girl.’’
Perhaps the physician, seeing daily—
as even a country physician must—
Home of the tragedies of life, under
stood the feeling that prompted the
young mother’s question, for he spoke
kindly and reassuringly.
"Well, well." he soothed, "you want
ed a hoy and you have one. As soon as
I supposed made her heart heat with ym) hayp >ef , n h|m he gha „ be , ald her e
rapture from day to day, had Itrown , b and lhen you mU at try to sleep "
more stale and uninteresting to her en- , . -* .
ervated mind than ever njy work had J Asleep Wltil iSaDjr.
...vw.«v..s. w ... .done to me, notwithstanding I hated It/ When at last Mary fell asleep It was
For I knew that a sifter so like my- j and was. perhaps, as far as disposition I with her treasure close beside her and
her head turned toward the tiny mite
But this is telling what I felt, not aslf listening for the faintest motion
what I replied. For I answered this f rom the flannels In which it was
question, making her start a little at h wathed. She was glad that the doc-
niy first tones, and Informing her I was ( tor an( j nur se did not allow her to see
a dressmaker I asked for some of her anyone Just now. She wanted to lie
work. I have before related this scene, ! Btl |j a nd try to apprec’ate that here-
but I did not at that time cling abso- a f ter her life need not be solitary and
I had a tremendous
Thou doesn’t 1 self that our mother could see no physi- j goes, above It and Its perpetual grind
eat books at school, does tha? I know oa j difference between us was in he
you are very clever but you can not ! direct possession oi i nose very things * f* *r
do those nanny-goat tricks. I’m sure, j which my whole soul longed. She had
I’ll warrant that’ll be one of those : wealth, she had lelsute, she bad accom-
prlnter’s errors, sonnie." plishinents. she had love. She ode In
"Oh, no, father," said the boy. "Met- ’ a carriage, while 1 walked dixmaHv or
aphorically speaking, 'we eat books.'" foot. She entered, as a welcome guest.
"Now, you can't d'ddie me like that," ( houses which were palaces of romance
said the father. "I didn't go to school : to me. as remote and Inaccessible ls
though they were ’he habitations M the
gods. And yet »er look was iny look,
her figure my figure; or so my mother
had informed me in a moment of con
fidence that seemed to change my whole
nature . For #he told me something
more.
"How, in that hour which robbed Ker
of one of her darlings, It had been my
little form she had laid nearest to the
grasp of the rich lady, and how that
trying to enforce the doctrine that over anrf picked up my sister, though
very long, but I ken that's one of those
printer’s errors Why, sonnie, can thou
not see? He's put the word Bacon’ in
the wrong place. It should be; 'Some
bacon should be tasted, some swallowed
and some chewed and digested.—
Books.’ M
Not Slow.
A reverend gentleman wag address- _
ing a school c ase recently, and was | f ady » i r , stead 0 f taking me. had .caned
the hearts of the little ones were
ful and needed regulating. Taking out
his watch and holding it up, he said:
"Now, here is my watch; suppose it
doesn’t keep good time—now goes too
fast and now too slow. What shall I
do with it?”
“Self it!” shouted a small young
ster.
that sister was no prettier, no larger
and no more promising than myself.
And thinking of this and brooding over
it at my work, I grew to feel that my
sister was a usurper; that she had no
right to the place she held; that it was j
lutely to the truth.
secret to conceal and knew no other wa>
of doing it than by assuming Gene
vieve’s past as I had already assumed
her present. But at this hour there no
longer remains the least motive for con
cealing or misinterpreting anything con
nected with this matter, and I btg you
to consider what I say as truth, not
withstanding the blur that lies over my
honesty, from the falst tales I told be
fore 1 realized how I was shaking my
husband's confidence In me by such
methods.
To Bo Continued To-morrow.
.A Csisc
-Dirt you hear ahout tl e dreadful mis- I ’»<* that he was not given precedence
take Dr. Sawbones made? That man above bis mother-in-law at this time,
he operated on for appendicitis didn't yet he did not mention this grievance,
have what the doctor thought he had." for the doctor had warred him that
"Didn’t have api ^dicitis at all, eh?" Mary must not be agitated. He looked
Oh. be bad ar»p6» 'icltls. all right, curiously at h
lonely, for she had her child who would
be with her until he was a grown man
—such a man as her father had been.
She would pray daily that he might
grow like him. With the thought earn#
the determination to call him by her
father’s name. Surely even Bert could
not object to granting her this favor
just now. But she would say nothing
about it yet, for she was tired.
So weak was the young mother that
Mrs. Danforth and Bert were not al
lowed to go into her room until toward
the close of the day on which the baby
was born. Then the two—father and
grandmother—came into the quiet
chamber. In his soul Bert resented the
"Ix)rd!" he exclaimed, "but he’® lit
tle!"
Then he kissed his wife and. as she
did not speak, stood about awkwardly
for a moment and tiptoed from the
room, his creaking boots refusing to be
silenced. Mrs. Danforth kissed the
baby, then kissed Mary, and, with her
handkerchief to her eyes, crept away.
But her tears were those of gratitude.
About Baby’s Name.
I The baby was a week old before Mary
; felt strong enough to talk to her hus-
1 hand of the matter of the baby’s name.
Strange to say, Bert himself had not
asked what his wife wished to oall
her son. Her mother had Inquired
"what name the darling was to have,"
and Mary replied tremulously. "There
is only one name I want to call him
by, mother, and that is the dearest
name in the world to you, I know. I
must noi talk about it until I am a
little stronger." But on the seventh day
after the child’s birth, Herbert Fletcher
came home from business and, learn
ing from his mother-in-law that Mary
was feeling bright and comfortable, went
straight to her room.
"Well," he asked as he entered, "and
how is Fletcher Junior to-nlgrit?"
Mary smiled faintly "He is doing
nicely, Bert," she answered. "Do you
know ” she went on after a pause, "that
you and 1 have never said a word about
what we are going to call him? Yet I
know we have both thought of it."
“Of course we have," laughed Ben
-naturedly. "To my way of thinn
ing. there Is only one name to call your
first hoy by."
Mary drew a sigh of relief “Oh, I
am so glad that you think so too!" she
'Uid. She was so certain that her
hopes and expectations were to be real
ized that she mistook her husband’s
smile of satisfaction for a glow/ of grati
fication at her pleasure. She held out
her hand to him impulsively.
"Oh, Bert," she exclaimed, "I was
afraid that you would not want him
called by that name—the dearest In the
world to me! Thank you. dear!”
Quick tears sprang to her eyes and
she closed her lids to hide them. When
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she lifted them her husband was look
ing at her In perplexity.
"Why, Mamie,” he said, “I didn’t sup
pose you cared so much for my name
as that! And I don’t see why you were
afraid I’d object to having the kid
named for me. Every man ought to
have his oldest son named for him.”
The woman paled suddenly and she
caught herself with pained surprise.
"Oh!" she gasped. "I thought you
meant you would name the boy after
—after—father!’’
It was evident that this Idea had
never occurred to Flether, for his jaw
dropped and he flushed crimson.
“Well, I’ll be durned!" he ejnculoted.
Noting his wife's pallor, he checkeo the
words that rose to his lips. But he set
his jaw stubbornly.
"His name’s Herbert Fletcher," he
said solemnly. "That’s settled. He
ought to be a ‘Junior,’ and he's going
to he. You can call him ‘Bertie’ for
short."
Mary did not tell him that w'hile she
disliked the name of "Bert," she dis
liked still more heartily that cognomen
with an “ie" tacked on it. When she
uttered no protest her husband patted
her hand.
"Never mind.” he lene'fce** "You can
call the next one for your father If
you want to. There’ll be lots more, 1
hope to pick and choose names for."
Again the wife closed her eyes. Sha
felt that, if hei life depended upon it,
she could not reply.
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