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An Opportunity ToMake Money iavetttorv. mm of ideal aa^ ii«tctirf aWnty, should wnte to* ^ l>»* Mmaoii aaabed. amd pruo offered Wy 1 coding ouiufachircrs Pa touts secured or nr (m reformed "WKt W l^mmto's hail. “How to Get Your Paten; and Y#«t Monar." other valuable booklet* sent fraa to am? addmaa. RANDOLPH & CO Patent Attaraeji, 618 “F” Street, N. W WAUHHGTOJI, D. C. A Woman Believes She Should Do Her Christmas Shopping Eurly and Also Late !> fl W ))ff ' /A\ V\1 ^ BAY 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" (Novelized by> (From the play by Oeor*e scar- bnnmgii imv, b*'ln/ presented at th« Thtrt\ -ninth Stri ct Theater, New York. Serial i ght* held and copyrighted hy international News Service.J 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, 4 ’""’"id//1 ([I //(f ii(i ii nf 1 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 # r-v TIIK III It BAND. A All y»U' l»r U . f |„ , or A * HI ofceater’*. Diamond Ttrand/^V • Mil* la Red tad i.old ! 1 t * irh r:.e Kii-bon. V/ 1 «L«. n<» Pihrr Umj of » Mr V >‘IaV»>D HK\M> fll.l.a, for Sfr year? known as Best.Safest. C!»avs Reliable 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." It’s Going to Un lock the Treasure House of Facts About Our Magic Southern California ET ONE WITHOUT FAIL The Tenth Anni versary Number of the Los Angeles “Examiner” will be out Wednesday, December 24th. It will be a re markable edition. It will tell you every thing worth knowing about the busiest and most beautiful place on the continent. Tt will show all the won ders of a Wonderland. Six different sections will be devoted to description and im portant information, both for the visitor, the settler and the investor. There is no doubt about your wanting a copy, the only question is, How many of your friends shall we put on the list? Please fill out the coupon below, inclosing 15 cents for each copy you want. Anniversary Number mailed anywhere. United States or Mexico, 15 cents a copy. All foreign points, 25 cents a copy. Every Woman In intrrrxtf«d and should know about tho woodorfu! Marvel JU 1 ’* 1 S ^" J Douche Ask roufdmgfiit for it. If ha cannot *up- pir the MARVEL, accept no other, but ienJ stamp lor book •Mrrci 5*. ML 1.7. LOS ANGELES "EXAMINER,” Los Angeles, Cal. Inclosed please find Anniversary Number of your paper cents, for which to the following names; you will please send ths Tenth Name Street. City.... 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