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When the South and the West Are One
When One Mile Might as Well Be Ten Thousand
and Three Thousand Feels Like Two
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By NELL BRINKLEY
Copyright. 1913. International News Servio*
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TO-DAY’S INSTALLMENT.
'A Filipino boy—hie name's Farnadino
—but I’ve cut off the ‘dlno’ and made
him a Christian ’’
Barney smiled vagusly at the witti
cism and departed.
"Flagg has Just died—suddenly—an
hour ago,” went on the Captain. "Chief
Shannon calls Flagg's death a murder
I called It a suicide "
“Wall?" 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 man
of personal courage and of authority
In his profession. 1 WANT YOU
THERE ”
"I can’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 cant do
what?”
"Assist In an autopsy ”
"You can witness it, can’t you?”
"I don’t care to.”
"Who does care 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
facts?”
"Do you think I’d insult you? To
prevent their distortion—I want a man
of my own there to s^e all that’s dons
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 confer with a man of
their kind- the best surgeon money can
£*t—not a coroner—but Doctor Francis
Billott—the last word In his profes
sion—
"When is this?”
"At daylight, I 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 I was to be cut open my
self?”
“No—but "
The Warning.
"THIS IS A THOUSAND TIMES
MORS 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 I be telling through a wal
nut door?” laughed Lifry, easily. He
went toward it, nodding toward the de
canter of whisky the while "Help
yourself ’tis a fine bracer, they tell
me.”
But Dr. Francis Elliott knew well
that the "bracer" might stimulate for
the moment -but the pendulum would
swing back again, and depleted man
hood would pay In greater nervousness
for the toll the "bnaolng" drink had
demanded for it* moment of warmth
He smiled and poured himself a cup of
tea*
"Ah. Father fehannon - come In." cried
Harry in the warm tone of affection that
crept into his voice at the sight of this
fine man and fri**nd 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.
"Not without your promise to do what
I Mked you," interposed Lurry 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 aplder’e den.
There was a pause and none of the
men could dream how much hung on
that moment of silence.
“I promise." said Doctor Francis
Elliott.
"God bless you—I’ll phone the hour ”
And Ijawrertce Holbrook closed the
door after his guest after the guest
whose visit had meant so much, much
more than he could know.
"Larry." *«ld the Father with slow
meaning. "There’s a lady In my taxi
cab downstairs.”
Eagerly and anxloualy the Irlahman
spoke "Herself?"
"Herself!" cried the son of the land
of mists and dreams — and action, when
there was a cause that caught the ten
der Irish heart. "Herself 1”—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 Cap
tain What if she should be seen by
some midnight marauder . . what if
some one found her alone in a taxi-
•ah outside of Washington's greatest
bachelor eyrie if 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.
asked Father Shan.
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Little Bobbie’s Pa
By WILLIAM F KIRK.
1 ' T snowed yesterday A wen Pa
calm hoam last nlte he was two
(2) hours la 11 for dinner.
Ware have you been? ned Ma.
With the Sons of the Snow, sed Pa,
my deer old pals. Once 1 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, A we
have a littel eelebrashun. They are.
grand fellows, all of them, sed Pa, &
I have belonged to the order for yeers.
I thought you knew about them.
No, I dident, sed Ma Between yure
lodges A yure clubs you are a busy
cup of tea. Well, sed Ma, come now
A eet yure dinner.
Wen Pa was eeting his dinner he
wae telling us how he calm to Join
the Sons of the Snow. All of the boys
In this order was Wisconsin hoys, sed
Pa, A you. of course, know that It
snows a grute deel In Wisconsin We
think of eeeh other offen In the sum
mer. too. Pa sed. but wen the flrst
flurries of snow rums out of the hev-
Ings, the tellefone gits busy Si we all
git together in sum snug tavern and
drive dull care away for three or four
hours, while the Wintry blast is
howling outside.
The snow, the snow, the beautiful
snow, sed Pa. I beeleeve peepul shud
git together moar I beeleeve In fra
ternity.
So do 1. sed Ms. & and that malks
me think, the Sisters of Song are
dimming up to the house aggenn to-
nlte I am glad you are here, for one
of the new members is a famus suf-
raget from England, A she wants to
talk to you about suffrage.
Then Pa began to look kind of blue.
1 am afrade that will confllck 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-nlte. I wanted my wife A
littel boy to see my noabel comrades.
I know thay will not be at thare eese
with a suffrage! around. Thay hear
all of that thay want to at hoam, sed
Pa
l doant think any of them will git
here if thay feel as sleepy as you look,
sed Ma. But if thay do cum 1 am
sure thay will enjoy meeting my
trends.
Then Pa went into the library A lit
a seegar A sat down in his big chair
& started to smoak. 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 A have a hoam. A good sol-
Jer shud always be under llte march
ing orders. A maybe you mite want to
beat a retreet on sum winter nlte.
You wild newer he abel to git far in
yure carpet slippers. Pa sed, A the
enemy mite have yure shoes hid.
Pa talked to me a few’ minnlts, A
then he went to sleep in his chair.
The Sisters of Song calm to visit Ma,
but I shut the dear Into the library A
Pa dident wake up. Ma A me let him
sleep until her trends had went hoam.
A then we woak him up A asked him
ware the Sons of Snow was
IMdent the boys cum? sed Pa.
No. sed Ma, the boys did not cum. 1
knew thay* wuddent cum. The gurls
was all here A have went Cum on,
now, deer Son of Snow, sed Ma. & go
to yure fleecy bed
T IIIS was on a trolley ear. 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.
Oh, all lovers who arc far away from the smile of one 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 l>e where she is and she where you
may l>e: for a private wire to girdle around the world; a lover’s line
with gold-dusty headed Danny for Central to fire 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 be a heart of flame 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—but 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 the 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 be 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 tlic continent then), but maybe be has conjured himself right
here. And then he turns the face of him around—and, oh, my gracious!
how could vou ever think a plain chap like that could he 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 many ad
mirers, but both of us seem to
be infatuated with the same
young man. He is very bashful
and shy, and for that reason we
can not tell which of us he 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 thre-e 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.
It 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.
"I gave up smoking to please her.”
“Good! ”
"And drinking.”
•Well?”
• “Now she says she finds me very
uninteresting.” •
Up-to-Date Jokes
When at Brecon the other day the
Archbishop of York told this story. He
said he would not say anything against
York shire men, but they possessed one
characteristic which might be consid
ered as a virtue or as a defect, accord
ing to the view they took of it. One
Yorkshire native, who had become well-
to-do, was asked by some one for a
subscription. He demurred, and was
pressed with the observation:
“But see how you have been pros
pered In your business.” Whereupon
he remarked:
"Don’t you come any of your relig
ion on me The Almighty wouldn’t have
trusted me with so much brass if H*
didn’t think I could keep it!”
• * •
A well known university professor
was lecturing to some students on hy
giene some time ago when one of the
class—from the provinces—asked him
how he, the student, could safeguard
himself In drinking Croton water. The
f urofessor rather startled him by reply-
ng:
r First boll It, then Alter it, and after
that—drink beer.”
* * •
Mr. Closecoyne (during his wife’s re
ception): "She gives ’em lights; she
gives ’em music; she gives em food,
flowers, champagne, and that’s what
she calls receiving.’’
A Talk to the Male Jilt
By BEATRICE FAIRFAX.
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“Are you alone
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"Only my Filipino boy—he'll not come
until I call him.
The Father went to fetch the lady
—and the man who gave his rooms that
were soon to be honored by the pres
ence of the woman he loved slaver
and fugitive from justice though she
might >>e- a critical inspection He
whisked up the decanter and started
for the concealment of the buffet he
paused and returned the tray to the
tabln with a little gesture that said
' abide In peace 1u*t where you are "
And to the flourtsh of returning the
decanter he added a question aloud in
the silence
"No! Why all this— finesse**" He
twisted hie mouth a bit wryly thereat
and walked to the door and stood wait
ing to welcome his guest
"Aline!” cried hl» heart aloud. Then
he closed the great doors of Circassian
walnut and followed the girl across the
room.
Aline was again In soft browns of
the copper hue she loved. She rose
In the paleness of a Illy from her calyx
of bronze Could this girl of flower
like delicacy be all- be any of what the
scandal-mongerlng world would say she
was at her trial? For to-day the world
is not reminded that only the guiltless
may cast the flrst stone- and pebbles
and rocks alike hurtle about the head
of a woman who stands on trial before
the bar of “Justice."
To Be Continued To morrow.
What, Mother Dear. Is meant by lead
ing the double life?"
If a man. Innocent One. earns $100 a
month and gives his wife only $!>9.50
of It, she suspects him Of leading a
Double Life with the remaining half
dollar.
But has 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
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 And 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 room 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, and. picking up a maid, gal- |
loped off w ith her In these days the I
b&ndtt is a woman who in a sweet, gen I
tie voice gets the maid at her friend's i
house at the telephone, and steals her
away by offering her more wages. The
modern bandit is an object of greater
hatred ^han the bandit of old.
What, Dearest Mother, is the Yule
Tide?
It is an expression of sentiment used
commonly Just before the 25th
of TVcember 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’atlng the downfall of Adam
that Eve was a blond.
What. Mother, Is Hospitality**
It Is a virtue. My Child, that has its
origin in lonesomeness and careless j
housekeeping. The woman whose idol^ls
an Immaculate house and a spotless
tablecloth Is never out looking for '
guests
— FRANCES L. GARSIDE.
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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 I 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 *a MBARRA8SED. well, 1 should
think you would be embarrass*
ed. you poor, weak, shilly
shally. dilly-dally creature, you.
For three 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 fine fellow’ you are. to he sure.
So you think the cousin knows you
are 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 a
smile.
What in the world w'ould any wom
an of any sort of character do with
a poor w'eakling like you?
Fidelity is the ane 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 blow’s. Run along, little
man, run along. Nobody wants you
or your kind anyw'here in the family.
‘ Eating” the Evidence.
The counsel for the prosecution in
a recent trial had a frightful cold,
and when he rose 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. gedlebed"—he took a
lozenge "id is gontended by the de-
fedse 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 sw'allow’ed
the bullet.”
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