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© © © // /s Easier to Learn to Endure rhan to Learn to Lot>e % THE CONQUEROR The Advantage of the Tall Girl Beauty A Delightful Talk with Elsie Ferguson By CONSTANCE CLARKE. w E watched by the side of a tired soul In the darkest hour of night; 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 Death. OOO ooo ooo And Death reached low with his kindly hand Tor 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 back with the shades of night; For behold, the sufferer slept. Circumstances Alter Cases M rs. O'MULLIOAN lay very ill In bed, and was not expected to live. All the members of the family were called to her bedside. They stood round, looking mournful and taking a sly Inventory of the furniture. "Mike," said tbe old mother, "you’ll remember to give that dresser to Bridget?" "I will that. I’ll remember, sure. Faith, what a mem ory she has"' How ginerous she 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 s the horse for Tim; don't forget the horse for Tim." No. mother; aye, isn’t It wonderful now? Conscious and raysonable to the last!" And mind you give my goold watch to Pat. Mike; I ve wound It up for him, and It's kaplng good time. And there's the pig for you. Mike, and the oow for Kathleen, and the chest of drawers for Garry"-—_ "Aye, It’s marvelous indade. Her memory is perfect to the end. She doesn’t forget one single thing!” "And, Mike, remember Donovan, the grocer, and pay him the fifteen dollars we owe him.” "Don't listen to her! Don't listen to her!” yelled the (amily. "She's raving! She's raving!" S BENCHES ^ By WILLIAM F. KIRK. HERE arc benches, solemn benches, where the judges sit in pride. Sending countless men to prison. (Goodness must 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? If you want to know life's meaning, all Its secrets weird and dark, l'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 heartlessness 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. 1 favor a one-toned color scheme.” ( ( r p < lO-DAY marks the advent of the tall and slender maiden. All things combine In the • doming of her beauty, the present mode Is instrumental In enhancing her charms, and so my message is one for her alone,'' says Miss Elsie Fer guson, who is playing In “The Strange Woman.’’ Miss Ferguson Is tall herself and very slender. She wears her golden hair drawn softly hack and caught loosely, so that It waves entraneinglv over her ears and droops low against the nape of her neck. She smiled at me quiz&ically as she talked, and her Ideas seemed to fit in perfectly with her looks and her surroundings. "The tall, slim young 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 pieases, and they will always be be coming. That is, unless she is too tall, and then, of course, stripes must he used with discretion. There is such a thing as exaggeration, which can always be detected no matter how modified. A FAIRYLAND. "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. J myself am in favor of a one-toned color scheme. That Is, having the hair, complexion and gown match in tone if not color. Bearn to hJend colors perfectly, or to contrast them with the eye of a con noisseur Only a practised eye can use contrasted colors properly, so perhaps ic would he wise to stick to the blending process. "The tall girl may have all the draperies and frills that ahe 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 without any effort, although it seems most Parisian and impossible to at tain when seen on other people. "The slender girl may wear as many soft drifting frills at her throat as she likes. Frills seem a part of hsr 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 j profusely In her costume Have the 1 scarf match the costume, or else have 111 fashioned of some contrasting color, j hut have It soft and very sheer. 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. HBR 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 the short maiden to appear fashionably gowned In some of to day’s models. Unless she !s falryllke in proportion almost every thing will combine to make her look first overdressed and fussy, then fat and dumpy. The short girl mu be satisfied with straight lines with little or no accessories At any rate, not any of the deai. delightful feminine fripperies, such as tulle boas or loose waists with very wldo girdles, can ever be hers if she would be modish. "So, you people of the tall and slen- rt- variety, don’t miss the opportunity of making the most of your charms That would be a dreadful state of af fairs to look back upon afterward, don’t you think so?" Let It Go at That J A LADY who is a district visitor became much inter ested In a very poor, but apparently respectable, Irish family r.amed Curran living on the top flo jf a great building In a alum 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 Mr*. Curran: "Your neighbors seem very curious to know who and what T sm, 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, Ol do not.” “What do you tell them?” “Ol Just tell thim," was ths calm reply, The* y# are rne dressmaker, an* let it go at that.” S How to Propose BEATRICE FAIRFAX'S IDEA By BEATRICE FAIRFAX. B T a most merciful dispensation of the little Qod of Love, who keeps all our hearts from going prematurely into cold storage, there * r e no prescribed methods for pro posing marriage. H 1* not a problem whose solution dspends on a knowledge of weights •nd measures. "Will you marry me?” 15 not ft question that requires deep lore to propound. A roan loves a woman. He cannot >11 when love began, so softly did * Ts niessenger take possession of his heart. He only knows that he loves, It seems to him, dazed by the Rrett miracle, that his love had no hecinnlng He is as sure that it has fiw'ays existed as he is that it will Uriow no end. He wants tu take possession of tha woman he loves, and he finds neither moonlight, nor rustic bower, nor • hady dell, nor a boat, nor a seat that holds only twj, necessary to put his •motions and desires into words. A Proposal is independent of envirun- m * nt - A man may propose marriage in a crowded street In the glare of The rnidnoon sun. and the music of his w orris is as sweet, and the love-light ' n her eyes is as warm, as If he had the stage with all the romantic • cenery demanded by fiction. THE IMPORTANT THING. The time, the scenery, the language h* uses, If alone with her or In a rrowd — none of this is Important. The Among the worst foes of the memory ■* rp too much food, too much physical exercise, and, strangely enough, too much education. test * ""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. !vlb.. i-lb. and 1-lb. Air Tight Canisters* Ash your grocer for it. Cbeek-Nesl Co3ee Co. Nashville Houston Jacksonville Important thing Is that he means what 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 when man ner means more than words. It is r.ot necessary that he say much. But, oh, may a merciful heaven protect the girl If he doesn’t mean the little ho says! It Is neither eloquenre. 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 have a prescribed form, making of love a matter so light It admits of rehearsal, let them read what the Immortal Pickwick advised his friend Magnus. After telling Magnus he must com mend the lady’s worthiness, deplore his own unworthiness. an,d expatiate on the warmth of hia love, he advised him to seize her hand. "You should then,’’ continued Mr Pickwick, "come to the plain and simple question, ‘Will you have me?’ I think I am Justified In assuming that, upon this, she would turn her i head.” "You think that may be taken for | granted. ’ said Mr. Magn.us. "because. if she did not do that at the right ' place, it would be embarrassing." MR. PICKWICK'S ADVICE. "I think she would," said Mr. Pick wick. "Upon this, sir, I should squeeze her hand, and I think—I THINK, Mr. Magnuk—that after I had done that, supposing there was no refusal, I should gently dnaw away the handkerchief that my slight knowledge of human nature leads me to suppose the lady would be apply ing to her eyes at the moment, and ! .steal a respectful kiss. I think I ! should kiss her, Mr. Magnus, and at j this particular point, I am decidedly ! of opinion that if the lady were going to take me at all, she would murmur Into my ears a bashful ac ceptance.” if the methods advised by Dickens are too old-fashioned, a book thrown on the mercies of the public last month gives a more modern form. John Hodder, the hero of "On the Inside of the Cup," a minister, and poor, loves the daughter of his most wealthy parishioner. They go for a walk In the woods For she had put her own hand out. not shyly, but with a move ment so natural it was but the crown ing bestowal. •Allison!" he cried. "I can’t ask it of you. I have no right.” •You are not asking it,’’ she answered. "It is I who am asking if The girl proposed But what matters, aho, or when, ,, r how, or what, so that the WHY is ail right. BAY A Thrilling Story of Society Blackmailers HOUSEHOLD SUGGESTIONS (From the play by Geoi&e Scar borough. now being presented at the Thirty-ninth Street Theater, New York. Seriai rights held and copyrighted by International News Service.) TO-DAY’S INSTALLMENT. "Get it yourself." The Chief took one quick stride that brought him a foot from the door. “The plate is here, however,’’ re marked Holbrook, with no sign of un-, due haste. In a little flash of understanding Father Shannon was aware that thfk world traveler had surely witnessed bull fights in far-away Spain. When the bull is sufficiently blinded by rage— when he has baited past making full use of his own dangerous strength, the puny toreador dares 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 had 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 whs Larry Holbrook—and * thick black pall hung over the girl beyond the door. Twice Baffled. "The plate is here -where?" demand ed Dempster. l*arry picked up the iron poker from his hearth and tapped on the brick floor of the grate. "These are the pieces " “Destroyed?" bellowed Dempster "Yes, sir," said the Captain, contem plating a neat ring of smoke he had just managed to blow. "You feared to have It developed. Captain Holbrook?" asked the interro gator. sternly. "Oh, no. sir—I developed It all right," remarked the interrogated, with engag ing candor. “And then destroyed it?" Holbrook's pleasantness was imper turbable. But it enraged the bull. "That was the order of the two events " * He flicked the ash from his cigarette, took a final puff and then threw it into the embers of his fire. "Good tobacco, gentlemen. Sure you don't want to experience a change of heart," he remarked, drawing his case out. with a hospitable flourish, as if this early morning rail portended only dis interested sociability. ‘ No!" thundered Dempster. "Where is the cash-box containing letters?" "On the mantelpiece. Behind me here, if you weren’t a professional detective. Bob, you'd have seen it when you came • in." .^id mine host, with unruffled* friendliness. lie wondered within himself if even a professional detective could see 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. "Boh 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," said 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 Larry’s acrobatics. "You know the seriousnes of those acts. Captain Holbrook?” asked Gordon Graham. "Is it serious, sir?" "In this murder you become an ac cessory after the fact," answered Gra ham. "I had no wish to do that, gentle men," said Holbrook—serious for a mo ment. The trfcil 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 9II he. too, felt friendship for this wild Irishman. "No, Fob. There’s ho man In Wash ington I respect more an I do you," replied Holbrook, with simple liking The man before him was an unswerv Ing soldier performing his duty. "Material evidence in a case 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 BY MY WITS!" Holbrook swung to a seat on the table and al lowed himself the luxury of another cigarette. "What do you mean by that?" asked the Chief. "This’ll be a great sensation, won’t it?” "Well?" "Well—I’ve got something to sell, haven't I? Who’ll pay me most for the story?” The Chief turned to Graham again. “ 'Twon’t do, Holbrook,” said the Dis trict Attorney of the United States. “Why not?” queried the Captain, swinging one foot at ease and devoting his most earnest attention again to mi lady Nicotine when all the while it was for another lady he fought. “As a news matter you’d have saved your evidence," said Graham with quiet conviction. l^arry threw up his head with a laugh, and the quizzical eyebrows lifted, too, in enjoyment of this hit 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—ol waiting. "What charge?" asked Holbrook. "I've just told you the charge," an swered Graham, impatiently. Holbrook walked over to the fire place and contemplated tlie 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. (jne 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 rne." 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 it) 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. Hilt the Chief did not consider this a moment for stopping to pay respect to the cloth. He turned to the Captain puzzled- wise; "You could put the department on to the guilty party in this murder." he declared. The Captain answered him with quiet and earnest conviction. His Reason Why. "I don’t think there's been a ‘guilty’ party. Chief ’• "You called at Flagg’s home yourself," Interposed Graham. "I did, sir, qijite openly ’ Holbrook was grim and serious now The thought of thisjfn^nster of evil—this poison spi der—drove him out into the open of serious fray. And the weapons here were not fine foils, to be handled with quick eye and dexterous wrist. Here the fight was with heavy, naked swords "Why?” asked Graham, curtly. "Flagg was a blackmailer the dread ed and feared of society. I 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 1 Chief, wdth his mind still on the do struction of "material evidence.” "Never thought of you. Bob I do as- ‘ sure you of t at. Just selfishly intent ! on my own business. But I’ll report anywhere any lime you gentlemen say. Why. Mr. Graham, stop and think a j moment -the papers had me aboilt to J 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 case—until you have! to? When you need rne 1 will he I ready.’’ “I trusted you in that room.” went on 1 Dempster aw if he had never been in- I terrupted in his personal train of j thought. I^arry sighed a bit. He spread h*s j hands out In a little gesture of impa i Hence—slid them from hips to pockets, arid tipping back on his heels gazed I 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 un abstract cause 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 of words. "I trusted you in that room,” aald Dempster with the sullen anger of a man 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. Well—per haps I’m one take my parole. I will not leave this roornf^wlthout phoning you—both of you and I’ll only go where you tell me I may go." * Holbrook drew’ himself tip. He was j 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. "ATtd my word that he means that parole. Robert," abided Father Shan non. quietly. There was a moment's hesitation. Chief Dempster, feeling that this visit had led him through a tangled maze nowhere, walked over to the door and stood there surveying the room and Its occupants in deep puzzlement. Did he suspect that Holbrook was fight Ing for his freedom because of some purpose” Could he sense some mystery behind the door to which his attention 1 had been so carelessly directed an <1 j from which it had been so elaborately turned ? 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; lemon* treated this way can be kept a long time. If screws, gas? fittings, the eides 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 in 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 th?H?’ Raid Bill. "We ain't bothered much dodgin' motors or worryio* 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 gUuseei press, ta ke some methylated spirit and dab on the affeoted parts once or twice a day. and then dust over with a little boralc powder or starch. This will hardem the skin and keep It from get ting sore. To make linen easier to write on when marking it, dip the piece to b« marked In cold starch, and the pen will write without scratching. To clear beetles out of cupboards and larders sprinkle a little benzins river the boaids, and it will kill ths eggs as well as the insect*. CHICHESTER S PILLS THE DIAMOND REAM), • ke ne other- Bur afjmmr V ye«rs known as Be*?. Safest. Always Reliable NOLO BY DRUGGISTS EVfRYWHfr: TRAINS DAILY BETWEEN ACON - ATLANTA Leave Macon Leave Atlanta To Be Continued To-rnorrow. Union Station Terminal fl 3.00 a.m. 8.00 3.51 a.m. 9.47 4.22 a.m. 1 2.30 7.25 a.m. 4.00 1.30 p.m. 8.30 3.46 p.m. 9.00 6.00 p.m. 1 0.1 0 6.1 8 p.m. 1 1 45 a.m. While on the Pacific Coast read the San Francisco Examiner ASK THE TICKET AGENT CITY TICKET OFFICES 603 Cherry Street 4th Nat’l Bank Bldg. Macon, Ga. Atlanta, Ga. OR AT THE STATION CENTRAL GEORGIA * m i ii ip