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A Thrilling Story of Society
Blackmailers.
When the South and the West Are One <s>
When One Mile Might as Well Be Ten Thousand
Bv NELL BRINKLEY
Copyright. 1913, International .News SnicT"
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TO-DAY’S INSTALLMENT.
“A Filipino boy—-his name's Barnadlno
l*ut I’ve out off the 'dlno' and made
him a Christian."
Barney smiled vaguely at the witti
cism and departed.
"Flagg has just died -suddenly an
hour ago." went on the Captain "Chief
Shannon rails Flagg's death a murder
I called it a suicide."
"Well?" asked the doctor, quietly.
The diagnosis of this case was very
imperfect as yet.
"There’ll be an autopsy. The Coroner
will be under the domination or at least
under the influence of the police. I want
an independent surgeon present—a mar
of personal courage and of authority
in his profession. I WANT YOU
THKRE "
"I ran t do that," said the doctor firm
ly There was no anger In his tone-
only surprise that such a man as Hol
brook should ask a favor like this
"You can't do that you can’t do
w hat?"
"Assist in an autopsy."
"You can witness it, ran t you?"
"1 don’t care to."
"Who does rare to? But as a duty.
. . . Why, I'Ve a vital Interest In be
lieving this man a suicide."
"Are you asking me to distort the
farts’’"
"Do you think I’d insult you? To
prevent their distortion—I want a man
of my own there to see all that’s don*
or discovered. . . . It’s a matter of
life and death, doctor- and every move
must be covered expertly. . . . There’ll
be the best lawyers money can get and
they’ll want to confeV with a man of
their kind the best surgeon money can
jget—not a coroner hut Doctor Francis
Elliott—the last word in his profes
sion ”
"When is this'’"
"At daylight, 1 think—I’ll And out?"
"My assistant could —” began the
doctor, moved in spite of himself by the
plea—by the ring of desperate earnest
ness in Holbrook’s voice.
"Your assistant won’t do. . . . Come,
now. doctor, would you send your as
sistant if 1 was to be cut open my
self?"
"No hut
The Warning.
“THIS IS A THOUSAND TIMES
more important to me. . . ."
"Who’s that?" asked the doctor, nerv
ously, as If caught In some flagrant
wrongdoing, as he heard the sound of a
knock on the door.
"How can 1 he telling through a wal
nut door?" laughed Larry, easily, lie
went toward It, nodding toward the de
canter of whisky the while. "Help
yourself- ’tin a fine bracer, they tell
me."
But Dr Francis Elliott knew well
thut the "bracer" might stimulate for
the moment hut the pendulum would
lowing hack again, »jnd depleted man
hood would pay in greater nervousness
for the toll the "bracing" drink had
demanded for its moment of warmth.
He smiled—and poured himself a cup of
tea’
"Ah. Father Shannon -come in." cried
J.arr> in the warm tone of affection that
crept into his voice at the sight of this
line man and friend and preacher.
"I’ve very urgent business. Captain."
said the father in a voice whose hid
den pain betrayed that the business that
brought him was indeed "urgent."
"I’m leaving." said the doctor, dryly.
"Net without your promise to do what
1 asked you." Interposed I<arry. Into
his voice came some of that command
ing quality that had kept Tommy Gil
bert from telling too much at the
"third degree" in the spider's deft.
There was a pause and none of the
men could dream how much hung on
that moment of silence.
"1 promise." said Doctor Francis
Elliott.
"God bless you Hi plume the hour "
And Lawrence Holbrook closed the
door after his guest after the guest
whose visit hud meant so much, much
more than he could know.
•• Larry." a«id the Father with slow
meaning. “There’s a lady In my taxi
cab downstairs."
Eagerly and anxiously the Irishman
spoke "Herself?”
"Herself!" cried the son of the land
nf mists and dreams -- and action, when
there was a cjuse that caught the ten
der Irish heart. "Herself!”—and In all
the world there was but one woman that
could mean to Captain Lawrence Hol
brook.
The Father nodded. "To see you.’’
"Bring her up please." cried the Gap-
tain What if she should bo seen hy
sumo midnight marauder . . . what if
some one found her alone in h taxi
cab outside of Washington's greatest
bachelor eyrie . . . ff the deeds of that
black night had left Aline Graham one
shred of reputation, all who loved her
must seek to preserve It now’
She Arrives.
"Are you alone?" asked Father Shan
non
"Only mv Filipino boy he’ll not come
until 1 call him.”
The Father went to fetch the lady
. and the man who gave his rooms that
were soon to be honored hy the ores-
once of the woman he loved slayer
and fugitive from justice though she
might be a critical inspection He
whisked up the decanter and started
for the concealment of the buffet lie
paused and returned the trav to the
table with a little gesture that said,
"abide ir. peace just where you are."
And to the flourish of r* turning the
decanter he added a question aloud in
the silence
"No! Why all this finesse?" He
twisted his mouth a hit wryly thereat
and walked to the door and stood wait
ing t<> welcome his guest
"Allnef” cried his heart aloud. Then
he closed the qre.it doors of Circassian
walnut and followed the plrl across the
room.
Aline was again In soft browns of
the copper hue she love<L She rose
in the paleness of a lily from her calyx
of bronze Gould this girl of flower
like delicacy he all he any of what the
scandal-mongerlng world would say she
was at her trial” For to-dav the world
is not reminded that only the guiltless
may cast the first stone and pebbles
and rocks alike hurtle about the head
of h woman who stands on trial before
the bar of "Justice.'’
To Be Continued To-morrow,
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Litt
e Bobbie’s .
By WILLIAM F. KIRK.
Pa
T snowed yesterday & wen Pa | raget from England. & she wants U.
calm houm last nitv he was two! talk to you about suffrage.
(2) hours )ait for dinner.
"Ware have you been? sed Ma.
With the Sons of the Snow, sed Pa.
my deer old pals. Once I was pure
like, the snow, but I fell, sed Pa. Hoo
ray.
Who In *the world are the Sons of
Snow? sed Ma.
It Is a jolly bunch of fellows. Pa
sed, that get together onst every Fall
wen the first fall of snow cums, & we
have a 1 it tel celebrashun. They are
grand fellows, all of them, sed Pa, &
I have belonged to tlie order for yeers.
1 thought you knew about them.
No, 1 dident, sed Ma. Between yure
lodges & yure clubs you are a busy
cup of tea. Well, sed Ma, come now
& eet yure dinner
Wen Pa was cetlng his dinner he
was telling us how he calm to join
the Sons of the Snow. All of the boys
In this order was Wisconsin boys, sed
Pu. & you, of course, know that It
snows a grate deel In Wisconsin. We
think of etch other often In the sum
mer, too. Pa sed. but wen the first
flurries of snow cums out of the hev-
lngs, the tellefone gits busy & we all
git together In sum snug tavern and
drive dull cure away for three or four
hours, while the Wintry blast is
howling outside.
The snow, the snow, the beautiful
snow, sed Pa. 1 beeleeve peepul shud
git together moar. I beeleeve In fra
ternity.
So do I. set! Ma. & and that muiks
me think, the Sisters of Song are
dimming up to the house aggenn to- . «u «.* .« ...
nlte. I am glad you arc here, for one now, deer Son of
of the new members is a famus suf-Jto yure fleecy bee
Then Pa began to look kind of blue.
1 am afrade that will conflick with a
engagement I made, he sed. The last
thing beefoar I left the Sons of Snow
1 asked them all to cum up to the
house to-nite. 1 wanted mv wife Ar
Httel boy to see my noabel comrades.
I know thay will not be at thare eese
with a suffraget around. Thay hear
all of that thay want to at hoam, sed
Pa.
I doant think any of them will git
here If thay feel as sleepy as you look,
sed Ma. But if thay do cum I am
sure thay will enjoy meeting my
fiends.
Then Pa went into the library & lit
a seegar & sat down in his big chair
A,* started to smonk. Pa newer wares
carpet slippers like the married men
wich I have red about that put on
thare slippers wen thay git hoam at
nlte. Bobbie. Pa toald me onst, nev-
ver ware carpet slippers if you git
married & have a hoam. A good sol-
jer shud always he under lite march
ing orders, & maybe you mite want to
boat a retreet on sum winter nlte.
You wud newer be abel to git far in
yure carpet slippers, Pa sod. & the
enemy mite have yure shoes hid.
Pa talked to me a few minnits, &
then he went to sleep in his chair.
The Sisters* of Song calm to visit Ma,
but 1 shut the dear into the library &
Pa dWent wake up. Ma & mejet him
sleep until her trends had went hoam,
& then we woak him up & asked him
ware the Sons of Snow was.
Dident the boys cum? sed Pa.
No, sc l Ma, tin* boys did not cum. I
knew thay wuddent cum. The gurls
was all here »Vr have went. Gum on.
Snow, sed Ma, & go
1.
T
n Ills on n trolley car. where you hear lots of things! A sweet
little voice- that sounded like It usually used better grammar,
but was so excited that it forgot—piped out right behind my
velvet back: “Ain’t it awful—WHEN YOU’RE HERE AND HE’S
THERE'/” And I knew right away what was the matter, and I knew
that It was AWFUL.
(Hi, all lovers who are far away from the smile of oiie another’s eyes,
here's all kinds of wishes— wishes that a special letter is starting lover-
ward this very night; for fortune that will suddenly, in good humor,
twist your destiny so that you may lie where she is and she where you
may he; for a private wire to girdle around the world; a lover’s line
with gold-dusty headed Danny for Central to tire every other .folk off.
Oh, all good, good wishes. For when there are two lovers and the two
of them make one, and the One is divided Into Two—and one half's
on one coast and the other half is almost on the other—nothing’s right!
The sunset is a faded thing. It used to lie a heart of fiaine and feathery
tire when she watched it with you—and now it’s brown—just BROWN!
The end of day used to be “twilight" and the hills turned tender purple
in that short season between night and day—hut now it just "gets
dark!” You watch the theater go dark at a moving picture show. The
square of Speechless Romance flashes on the screen—the girl in the
picture looks like HER! The passing stranger who hustles by you
on Hie street makes your heart trip up and hold its breath for a dizzy
moment, it looked like HIM—just as tall—with, a coat belted in—
could it In 1 that lover of yours himself? This is a station (and it's a
wild lunatic thought for you got a letter an hour ago and he was clear
across the continent then), but maybe he has conjured himself right
here. And then he turns the face of him around —and, oh. my gracious!
how could von ever think a plain chap like that could be the only man
in the world? It IS awful “WHEN YOU ARE HERE AND HE IS
THERE.” And one mile might as well be ten thousand and three
thousand feels like two!
Advice to the Lovelorn
By BEATRICE FAIRFAX.
CERTAINLY.
Dear Miss Fairfax:
In keeping: company, do you
think it is proper if a girl is
about a year older than a young
man? STEADY READER.
A year’s difference in age is too
little to think about.
LET HIM DECIDE.
Dear Miss Fairfax:
We are two very attractive
young girls and have ipany ad
mirers, but both of us geem tot
he infatuated with the same
young man. He is very bashful
and shy, and for that reason we
can not tell which of us%c loves
the more. ANXIOUS.
That is something he alone knows
and the fact that he Is impartial in
his attention indicates that his love
for both is the same. When he learns
his own heart he will make the dis
covery known, and there is nothing
you can do to hasten the discovery.
THAT IS NO BAR.
Dear Miss Fairfax:
I have been in love with a girl
for three months. When I asked
her if she would marry me she
said she would marry me next
January. My mother said I should
not marry because she is blind
in one eye. J. B.
vlt is not clear to me who Is af
flicted, the girl or your mother, but
in either case it is no bar to your
marriage.
So Changed.
‘T gave up smoking to please her.”
“Good! ”
“And drinking.”
“Well?”
“Now she says she finds me very
uninteresting.”
Up-to-Date Joke
When at Brecon the other day
Archbishop of York told this story,
said lie would not say anything agai
Yorkshiremep, but they possessed :
characteristic which might be ronkl
ered as a virtue or as a defect, accrdj
ing to the view they took of it.
Yorkshire native, who had become 'eJ
to-do, was asked by some one fc |
subscription. lie demurred, and
pressed with the observation:
“But see how you have been poi
pered in your business." Whereof
he remarked:
"Don’t you come any of your r<i|
ion on me. The Almighty wouldn't bj
Trusted me with so much brass if
didn't think I could keep it!"
* * *
A well known university profesj
was lecturing to some students on h
giene some time ago when one of*
class—from the provinces—asked
how he, the student, could safegta
himself in drinking Groton water, f
professor rather startled him by re»lj
ing:
‘First boil it, then filter it. and a'j
that—drink beer.”
• * *
Mr. Closecovne (during his wife «r
ception): "She gives 'em lights,
gives ’em music: she gives 'em H
flowers, champagne, and that's
she calls receiving.”
A Talk to the Male Jilt
By BEATRICE FAIRFAX.
Tabloid Tales §
What, Mother Dear. Is meant by lead
ing tlie double life?"
If a man, Innocent One, earns $100 a
month and gives his wife only $!'0.,">0
of it, she suspects him of leading a
Double Life with the remaining half
dollar.
Rut 1ms she grounds. Mother Dear,
for such a suspicion?
As a woman learns the other sex bet
ter. My Child, she learns she has
grounds for every suspicion that enters
her head. t
What. Mother, is the test of the suc
cess of a woman's dinner party?
If every guest. My Dear, hunts a
dream book next day.
In what, Mother Mine, does the
housewife find her most engrossing oc
cupation ?
1 can not determine. Daughter, but
it seems to me to be one of two things:
Either in keeping her spare rooVn ready
for guests or in roaring because guests
are coming
Why. Mother, did you order the maid
to put the eggs In the bedroom? Sure
ly a sleeping room is no place for eggs
Hush. Little One there are burglars
about, and we will sleep to-night with
the eggs under our pillow.
What, Mother, is a bandit? Are there
any these days?
In olden times. Inquisitive One. a man
rode up to a house on a bold black
charger, ami. picking up a maid, gal
loped off with her. In these days the
bandit is a woman who in a sweet, gen
tie voice gets the maid at her friend's
house at the telephone, and steals her
away by offering her more wages. The
modern bandit is an object of greater-
hatred than the bandit of old.
What, Dearest Mother, is the Yule
Tide?
it is an expression of sentiment used
commonly just before the 23th
of December for the purpose of hypno
tizing Father and getting his mind off
the bills.
In what respect. Mother Mine, do you
think the Bible shows most that it was
written In ancient times?
In no place, Studious One. does it
say in re'ating the downfall of Adam
that Eve was a blond.
What. Mother, is Hospitality?
It is a virtue. My c nild. that has its
origin in lonesomeness and careless j
housekeeping. Tito woman whose idol is
an immaculate house and a spotless I
tablecloth is never out looking for
guests.
FRANCES L. G ARSIDE !
CHICHESTER S PILLS
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SOMBt DRUGGISTS EVERYWNFP r
Dear Miss Fairfax:
I have been calling on a girl
for three years, and now I have
fallen in love with somebody else.
The somebody else is a cousin
who is visiting the other girl. I
think the cousin knows that 1 am
in love with her, and 1 know that
the other girl Is very jealous.
What am I going to do about it?
EMBARRASSED.
E ”' MBA BRASSED, well, 1 should
1 think you would be embarrass
ed. you poor, weak, shilly
shally, dilly-dally creature, you.
For throe years you have taken up
this girl’s time: for three years you
have made her believe that you were
in love with her, and now just be
cause her cousin is new you are ready
to break the other girl’s heart.
• A line fellow you are. to be sure.
So you think .he cousin knows you
arc in love with her?
Why don’t you tell the truth for
once? You know she knows it. for
you have done everything you could
to make her know it. Be honest now
for a few minutes and admit it.
Every time you've had a chance
you've given Cousin to understand
that you never really breathed a long
breath till she “came into your life.”
Poor cousin. 1 hope she. at least,
has sense enough to see through you
and to estimate your deep and tre
mendous passion at its true value.
Why, you aren’t worth a tear—you
aren’t worth a sigh—you aren’t even
worth a little crooked quirk of
smile.
What in the world would any wom
an of any sort of character do with
a poor weakling like you?
Fidelity is the one great virtue a
woman asks of a man and a man de
mands of a woman. Without fidelity
you are no more use to any one than
so much straw scattered by every
wind that blows. Run along, little
man, run along. Nobody wants you
or your kind anywhere in the family.
‘ Eating” the Evidence.
The counsel for the prosecution in
a recent trial had a frightful cold,
and when he rdfce to make his ap
peal to the jury he had in his hand
a box of lozenges. In the course of
his speech he had occasion to pick
up a pistol bullet, which was a very
important piece of evidence.
“Gedlebed," he said, “this is the
bullet egstragded frob the body ob
der bad. Dow'T gedlebed"—he took a
lozenge—“id is gontended by the de-
tedse dat der brisoder dever had a
bisdol dat dis bullet would fit. ad—
ad •• He stopped suddenly; his
bosom heaved. his eyes seemed
starting from their sockets.
“Oh. gedlebed. gedlebed!" he cried
in agonized tones; “I’ve swallowed
the bullet."
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