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A It Is Easier to Learn to Endure I nan to Learn to Love d, 'ey & THE CONQUEROR By CONSTANCE CLARKE. The Advantage of the Tall Girl S Beauty A Delightful Talk with Klsie Ferguson W E watched by the side of a tired soul In the darkest hour of nlKht; And we prayed that a respite, swift and sure. Might come with the morning's light. ooo ooo ooo And the throbbing black of the darkest hour Was cut by a struggling breath; And Life seemed cruel as It lingered there, When we prayed for the touch of Heath. OOO ooo ooo And Death reached low with his kindly hand For the Life that must quickly cease; And, tired, we bowed at his chilly feet And prayed for a swift release. OOO ooo ooo Then dawn burst forth in a flame of rose. That over the pillow crept; And Death drew bark with the shades of night; For behold, the sufferer slept. Circumstances Alter Cases M rs O'Mt'LLlGAN lay very 111 In bed. and was not expected to live. All the member# of the family wei© railed to her bedside. They ntood round, looking mournful and taking a sly Inventory of the furniture 'Mike.’* said the old mother, “you'll remember to give that dresser to Bridget?" "I will that. I'll remember, sure Faith, what a mem- sry she has!" “How ginerous sit* Is the dear creature." murmured Bridget, weeping, and wondering what else she was go ing to get "She is. Indade." said the rest of the family. "And. Mike, there a the horse for Tim. don't forget the horse for Tim." "No. mother; aye. isn’t it wonderful now ’ »nd raysonable to the last"' “And mind you Rive my goold watch to Pat. I've wound It up for him, ami It’s kApjng Rood time. And there's th* pig for you. Mike, and the cow for Kathleen, and the cheat of drawers for Larry" Aye. it’s marvelous Indade Her memory Is perfect to the end She doesn't forget one single thing!" "And. Mike, remember Donovan, the grocej-, and pay him the filteen dollars we owe him." ‘Don’t listen to her* Don’t listen to her!" >e!lftd the family She* raving! She’s laving!" .jt BENCHES By WILLIAM F. KIRK. T HERE are benches, solemn benches, where the Judges sit in pride. Sending countless men to prison. (Goodness ijiust be satisfied). There are benches built for children bent on many a school-day lark, But the benches most appealing are the benches In the park. OOO ooo ooo Did you ever stop a moment on your happy morning walk For a little conversation with some man ashamed to talk? [f you want to know life's meaning, all Its secrets weird and dark, V’ou can go and do your gleaning on the benches in the park. OOO ooo ooo Here a boy who came to conquer when his life was in its morn, Beaten by the roaring city with its heartleseness and scorn; There an old and feeble outcast with no wish to guide his barque— Neither knowing any solace save the benches In the park. OOO ooo ooo Misdirected brains are plenty In these pitiful retreats; Shattered hopes and battered prospects float like spectres o’er the seats. There’s a man who needs our friendship—he who did not make his mark. Did you ever stop to visit on the benches in the park? “Make the most of your charms.” By MAUDE MILLER. ‘She can make herself irresistible. I favor a one-toned color scheme. < ’onsclou* Mike kO-DAY marks the advent of the tall and slender maiden All things combine In the adorning of ber beauty, the present mode it* instrumental In enhancing her charms, and so my message is one for her alone." stays Miss Elsie Fer guson, who Is playing in "The Strange Woman." Mias Ferguson 1s tall hernelf and very slender. She wears her golden hair drawn softly hack and caugnt loosely, so that It waves entranrlny.lv over her ears and droops low against the nape of her neck Site smiled at vne qulzz.lc'ally- as she talked, and he* ideas seemed to fit in perfectly with her looks and her surroundings. "The tall, slim yftung person, who gives one the impression of a strong slender tree. has. In the first place, a great many advantages over her shorter sister. Both long and short lines are becoming to her; she may wear dresses with stripes running • lengthwise or around, whichever she; pieoses and they will always be oe coming. That is. unless she Is tool tall, and then, of course, stripes must j be used with discretion. There is such a thing as exaggeration, which can Aiwa vs be detected no matter how modified. A F A IIIV I, A f D. "The tall girl has a perfect Fairy land at her finger tips and she can make herself positively irresistible if she Is careful about choosing the right kind of gown. She must ac cept for her motto. ‘‘Nature may be aided, but not contradicted." and no matter what she may decide upon she must be careful of her color schemes I myself am in faVor of a one toned color scheme That Is, having the hair, complexion and gown match in tone if not color. Learn to blend colors perfectly, or to Contrast them with the eye of a con noisseur Only a practised eye can use contrasted colors properly, so perhaps k would be wise to stick to the blending process. "The tall girl may have all the draperies and frills that she wants. She may wear the daring minaret costume without fear of making the hips seem too ' large. It will but enhance the fragility of her appear ance. particularly if she has her skirt long and seemingly intricate around the feet Often this appear ance of involved dressmaking comes w'lthout any effort, although It seems most Parisian and impossible to at tain when se^n on other people. | "The slender girl may wear as many soft drifting frills at her throat as she likes Frills seem a part of her and frills are always adorably feminine and bewitching. One is sure to imagine all kinds of faint, alluring perfumes hidden in their lacy softness. "Now that scarfs are so much in vogue, let the slender maiden use them profusely In her costume. Have the scarf match the costume, or else have ’ r, fashloped of some contrasting color, but have It soft and very shepr Chif fon trimmed with fur makes the most wonderful scarf, and now It is quite permissible to use scarfs at all times of the day and with any kind* of a gown. HER ADVANTAGE. "This is surely the era of the tall I girl. I wonder If she Is making the best of her opportunities. She must have the fact borne in upon her con stantly when she sees how utterly im possible it is for tne short maiden to appear fashionably gowned in some of to-day’s models. Unless she is fairylike in proportion almost every thing will combine to make her look first overdressed and fussy, then fat and dumpy. The short girl murt be satisfied with straight lines with little or no accessories. At any rate, not any of the dear, delightful feminine fripperies, such as tulle boas or loose waists with very wide girdles, can ever be hers If she would be modish. "So, you people of the tall and slen- variety, don’t miss the opportunity of making the most of your charms. That would be a dreadful state of ar- lairs to look back upon afterward, don’t you think so?” Let It Co at That } A LADY who is a district visitor became much inter ested in a very poor, but apparently respectably Irian family named Curran living on the top floor Df a great building in a slum district of *her parish. Every time she visited the Currans she was annoyed by the staring and the whispering of the other women living in the building. One day she said to Mrs. Curran: "Your neighbors seem very curious to know who and what I am, and the nature of my business with you.” "They do.” acquiesced Mrs. Curran. "Do they ask you about it?” “Indade they do, ma'am." "And do you tell them?” “Faith, thin, Oi do not” "What do you tell them?” “Oi just tell thlm," was the calm reply, ,4 that ye are me dressmaker, an’ let It go at that” * I AT BAY A Thrilling Story of Society Blackmailers By BEATRICE FAIRFAX B Y a most merciful dispensation 1 of the little God of Love, who k^eps all our hearts from going i prematurely Into cold storage, there sre no prescribed methods for pro- j j*oeing marriage. It is not a problem whose solution ! depends on a knowledge of tv tights end measures. Will you merry me""! not a question that requires deep lore to propound. A man loves a woman. He cannot ! tell when love began, so softly did; l!» messrnKcr take- ponsi-strlon of hi* 1 henrt. H, only know, that he lovrr. and. it seems to him, dazed by the great mlrccle. that hie love had no 1 l eginning He is ws sure that it bus Always existed as he is that It will know no end. He wants t * tak< possession of the | woman he loves, and he finds neither moonlight, nor rustic bower, nor j Fhad> dell, nor a boat, nor a seat that holds only tw >. necessary to put his emotions and desires into words. A 1 roposai is independent of envirau- t&ent A man ma> propose marriage ti. a ciowded street in the glare of the midnoott sun. and the muxiiv of bis words is as sweet, and the love-light In her eyes is. as w arm, as if he had set the stage With all the romantic scenery demanded by fiction. THE IMPORTA N T THING. The time, tlie scenery, the language ' •rowd—none of this is important The Among the worst foes of the memory are too much food, t«>• * much physical exercise and. strangely enough, too much education. TPl^ST JL 77..» . TEA Maxwell House Blend Tea in vites compari son with all oth er kinds. Its rich full flavor and tempting fragrance set a new standard of tea quality. i-lh. and 1-IN Air Tight Canister*. A$h your grocer for it. Ckeek-Nea! Coffee Co. HmehvifU Houston Jucheoncilte Important thing is that he me«ns j whaP he says and the saying Is not a habit. The man who proposes easily and gracefully; who Is glib at this most holy of declarations, has told too many women he loves them, to be trusted. It is a situation whin man ner means more than words It is r.ot necessary that he say much. Rut. oh. may a merciful heaven protect the girl If he doesn’t mean the little he says! It is neither eloquence, nor fervor, nor grace of speech or manner thAt matters. All that matters is Sin cerity Just one little word. Sin cerity' Not a sincerity he thinks he feels, but one that he KNOWS he feels, and that he Knows he will feel so long as life lasts If there are those who must hav# n prescribed form, making of love a matter so light It admit! of rehearsal, let them rend what the Immortal 1’lckwick advised his friend Magnus. Af?c r telling Magnus he must com mend the lady s worthiness, deplore j his own unworthiness, ar.d expatiate on the warmth of his love he advised him to seize her hand. "You should then," continued Mr. j Pickwick, "come to the plain and I simple question. Will you have me.” i J think 1 am justified in assuming that, upon this, site would turn her | head." "You think that may be taken for granted." said Mr MagR.ua, "because. ‘ If she did not do that ut the right place, it would be embarrassing. 1 M It. PltKWHK’S \D\IPE. 1 think she would.' said Mr. Pick wick "Upon this, sir, 1 should zqueeze her hand, and I think—1 THINK. Mr Magnus—that alter 1 had dune ih*.i. supposing there was j no refusal. 1 should gently dnaw <way tne handkerchief that my slight i knowledge of hum'sn nature ;eaila me i ;o suppose the lady would be apply, iig to her eyes at the moment, and steal a respectful kiss. I think 1 ■'Mould k.:-s her Mr Magnus, a.. at •his particular point. ! am decidedly if opinion that ir the lady were ^olny to take me at all, she would r.urmur into my ears a bashful ac- , captanc*. ” If the methods advised by Dickens are too old-faehiOned. a book thrown on the mercies of the public last month gives » more modern form. John HodJer. the hero of “On the Inside of the Cup. a minister, and poor, loves the daughter of hit> most wealthy p«u is.viener They go for a walk In the woods " For sh« had. put ner own hand out. not shyly, but with a move ment so naturahit waslmt the crown ing bestowal. 'Allistin! he cri^tl "1 can t ask It of you 1 have no right - ’You are not asking it." she answered. "It is I who am asking it The girl proposed But what matters, who. oi when, or how. oi what, so that the Wily is ail right. (Novslized by) the IHh.v ny 'icvii borough, nmv Wing presented at the Thirty-ninth Street Theater. New York. Serial rights held and copyrighted bjr international News Service.) TO DAY’S INSTALLMENT. "< let It yourself '’ The Chief took one quick stride that brought him a foot from the door. The plate la here, however.” re marked Holbrook, with no sign, of un due haste. In a tittle flash of understanding Father Shannon was aware that this world traveler had surely witnessed bull fights In far-away Spain When the bull Is sufficiently hlifided by rage— when he has baited past making full use of Ida own dangerous strength, the puny toreador darea match his wiles against the massive thing of powerful thews and sinews and danger-dealing strength. Father Shannon smiled at his own fancy There was something slim and picturesque about this Irish lad - and Dempster hud entered with a bull’s very rush! Now the Chief paused, shook his head and fairly seemed to paw the ground in baffled rage at the futility of his first onslaught. The Father smiled but tears were very near his eyes. He saw again in memory the burning building out In ManilA he felt dimly through the haze the strength of the arms that had carried him from the strangling pall of black smoke. A friend indeed was Lorry Holbrook and a thick black pall hung over the girl beyond the door. Twice Baffled. "The plate is here where’"' demand ed Dempster. Larry picked up the iron poker from his hearth and tapped on the brick floor of the grate "These are the I y s ” “Destroyed*’’ bellowed Dempster "Yes, sir," said the Captain, contem- j plating a neat ring of smoke he had just managed to blow ’ You feared Jo have it developed. Captain HolbroOk?" asked the interro gator sternI> "Oh, no. sir l developed It all right." remarked the Interrogated, with engag ing candor "And .than destroyed it Holbrook’s pleasantness was Imper urbable. Hut it enraged the bull That was the order of the two event®*——” He flicked the ash from his cigarette, took u final puff and then threw it into the embers of hts fire *XJood tobacco, gentlemen Bure you don't want to experience a change of heart.” he remarked, drawing his case out. with a hospitable flourish, as if this J early morning call portended only di»- , -nterested sociability "No!" thundered Dempster ’’Where s the cash-box con tain mu letters’." i ’ « n the mantelpiece. Behind me here. I r you weren’t a professional detective. Hob, you'd have seen it when you tame in.' said mine host, with unruffled ' friendliness. He wondered within himself if even a professional detective could sec beyond his elaborately casual manner. Hol brook himself had seen a mother bird fluttering a trailing wing in a direction that led far away from her nest and then at last flying off on lofty pinions, with the ruffled wing widespread and unbroken! But his Irish confidence pre vailed. "Bob was a professional detec tive!” thought our Larry But the accent belonged on the last word of that sentence „• The Chief took the box ' Broken open.” he said, grimly. “Yes. sir.” Raid the culprit, confess ing the obvious "The letters?” asked the Chief. “Same funeral pyre,” said Holbrook, Indicating his hearthstone. The Charge. The Chief turned to the District At torney the majesty of the law must appeal to this lovable rapscallion, thought Father Shannon, smiling at 1 arry’s acrobatics. ' "You know the seriousnes of those nets. Captain Holbrook?” asked Gordon »I rah am. "Is it serious, sir?" “In this murder you become an ac cessory after the fact." answered Gra ham. ”1 hud no wish to do that, gentle men.” said Holbrook- serious for a mo ment. The trail led now straight to him. The law had one quarry surely this was enough for to-night -his little lady was safe. Holbrook laughed in sheer relief. But that night of horror had Just be gun. "What were you trying to do. make a monkey, of me.” asked Dempster. After all he. too, felt friendship for this wild Irishman “No. Bob. There's no nmn In Wash- irtgton 1 respect more than I do you," rep'.icd Holbrook, with simple liking. The man before him was an unswerv ing soldier performing his duty. "Material evidence In a ease on which I've been detailed you take and de stroy." said the Chief. In slow spec ulation. "You're on a salary, aren’t you? Chief of the Secret Service?” "What of It?” "I LIVE FY MY WITS ” Holbrook swung to a seat on the table and nl- lowed himself the luxury of another cigarette. v "What do you mean by that?” asked the Chief. "This'll be a great serration, won't it?" "Well?" "Well I've go\ something to sell, haven't 1? Who’ll pay me most for the story?” The Chief turned to Graham again. ’’ 'Twor't do. Holbrook." said the Dis trict Attorney of the United Slates "Why rot'*" queried the Captain, swinging ore foot at ease and devoting his most earnest attention agai’ to mi lady Nicotine when all the while i’ was for anothei laCy he fought "An a news matter you'd have saved your evidence,” said Graham with quiet conviction. Larry threw- up his head with a laugh, and the quizzical eyebrows lifted, too, In enjoyment of this bit of conver sational philandering. , "So you could seize it and be giving it to all the papers? Oh, no, I think not. I wouldn't do that, now, would I?" "I've got to arrest you. Captain Hol- broow,” said Chief Dempster. “I’m sorry." Holbrook threw away his cigarette and rose to attention like the, soldier he was. There was a moment of quiet—of waiting. "What charge?” asked Holbrook ‘Tve just told you the charge,” an swered Graham, impatiently. Holbrook walked over to the fire place and contemplated the smoldering ruins there. Then he spoke as genially as If he were discussing some purely extraneous matter, instead of his own arrest on a criminal charge. “ ’Twon't hold. One tin box, value 50 cents. One plate and plate-holder, say a dollar ” He shrugged his shoulders as if settling the whole airy trifle. "Oh, petty larceny at the out side!" "Get your hat and coat and come with me," said the Chief, in a tone of au thority. Holbrook swung around on his heel and faced the men who were preparing to'arrest him. "This isn't friendly. gentlemen. Neither of you men thinks In his heart that I had a hand in that killing IF IT IS A KILLING and you want to humiliate me by a night in the sta tion." "What of my humiliation by the loss of this evidence?" asked Dempster. "My word of honor. Bob I NEVER THOUGHT OF YOU." Father Shannon felt that the time had come for him to forsake his posi tion as mere onlooker. “I'm sure that’s so. Chief, and Mr. Graham, a man of Captain Holbrook's prominence " he began But the Chief did not consider this a moment for stopping to pay respect to the cloth. He turned to the c'aptaln puzzled- wise. “You could put the department on to the guilty party in this murder," he declared JThe Captain answered him with quiet and earnest conviction His Feasor Why. "1 don’t think there's been a ’guilty* party. Chief.’* “You called at Flagg’s home yourself.” Interposed Graham “1 did. sir. quite openly ’’ Holbrook was grim and serious now The thought of this monster of evil this jwiison upl- tier drove him out into the « pen f 1 serious fra> And the w»-aj on* here were not fine.foil#, to be handled w.th I qtrick eye and dexterous wr;.it Here I the fight was with heavy? nak-d | swords. ’Why?” asked Graham, curtly j "FI ag wm* z b a krnaller the dread ed urn} feared wf society. 1 called in the interest of a friend—one—one of his many victims.” "Deucedly shabby of you. Holbrook, to play such a trick on me,” said the Chief, with his mind still on the de struction of "material evidence." "Never thought of you. Bob—1 do as sure you of that. Just selfishly intent on my own business. But I’ll report— anywhere- any tlqjie you gentlemen say. Why. Mr. Graham, stop and think a moment—tiie papers had m© about to marry- your daughter—and they will play that up In the rotten story If I am arrested—the girl’s name why drag me Into this Flagg casg—until you have to? When you need me I will be ready.'* "I trusted you in that room.” went on Dempster as if he jiad never been in terrupted in his personal train of thought. Larry sighed a bit. He spread his hands out in a little gesture of impa tience—slid them from hips to pockets, and tipping back on his heels gazed speculatively at Dempster the deter mined. This gentleman was surely the most difficult person to blarney that the Irish soldier of fortune had ever encountered -and there had been Da- homely chiefs and Moro warriors! But always before only his own life or an abstract excise at stake for this “per petual member of the minority" to win and now a girl's name and good fame and life itself depended on his gift ol words. “1 trusted you in that room," said Dempster, with the sullen anger of a tnan who feels that he has been out witted. "You did " agreed our Irishman. “but we were rivals on the Job. not partners Why, I trusted you that far’ But you’re both gentlemen. Weil—per haps I'm one take my parole. I will not leave this room without phoning you- both of you- and I’ll only go where you tell me. I may go." Holhrqak drew himself up. He was a soldier offering parole to his su perior officers. There could he no ques tioning the absolute seriousness of the situation and the man’s honesty of purpose. “And my word that he means that parole, Robert,” added Father Shan non. quietly. There was a moment's hesitation Chief Dempster, feeling that this visit had led i on through a tangled maze nowhere, walked over to the door and *to<>d there surveying the room and tts ... jpar ts in deep puzzlement Did h* suspect that Holbrook was fight ing for his freedom because of some purpose? Could he sense #o»ne mystery behind the door to which his attention had been *• • carelessly directed aril from which It had been so elaborate.> turned * To Bo Continued To-morrow, When using lemon for flavoring, and you only need half of one, put the other half on a plate and cover with a glass tumbler. This excludes the air and prevents the lemon from getting mouldy. Another simple rem edy is to smear the cut lemon over with the white or yolk of an egg, and place on a shelf to dry; lemons treated this way can be kept a long time. If screws, ga.v fittings, the sides of bedsteads or anything else of the kind become tightly fixed and cannot be moved, the following method will generally be found to loosen them. Pour a little oil on the tight parts, and then hold a lighted candle under neath until it is warm. You will then find that It Is easy to separate or un screw the fixed parts. When custards are wanted 1n a hurry it is often difficult to serve In Having a Rest. “Well, Bill,” said the temporarily retired burglar to his pal, “there’s one thing we oughter be thankful for here " “What’s that?” said Bill. "We ain’t bothered much dodjin' motors or worryin* over the high cost o’ livin’.’' a glass dish. To prevent this make the custard In the ordinary way; turn the glass dish for a few minutes over a basin of boiling water to steam. The custard can be safely poured in without the risk of breaking the dish. To cure soreness which occurs at the sides of the nose where the glasses press, take some methylated spirit and dab on the affected parts once or twice a day. and then dust over with a little boraic powder or starch. This will harden the skin and keep it from get ting sore. To make linen easier to write on when marking it, dip the piece to be marked in cofd starch, and the pen will write without scratching. To clear beetles out of cupboards and larders sprinkle a little benzin* over the boa*ds. and it will kill the eggs as well as the insects. GHiCHESTER S PILLS I till* in lied and Gold metallic\^f / K>,es. with Blue Ribbon. V/ lake no other. 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