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THE CONQUEROR
The Advantage of the Tall Girl
Beauty
A Delightful Talk with Elsie Ferguson
By CONSTANCE CLARKE.
w
E watched hv the aide 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.
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And the throbbing Mack 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
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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.
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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 After Cases
M ns. OMULUGAN lay very til In bed. end wee not
expected to live All the members of the family
were called lo her bedside. They stood round,
looking mournful and taking a sly Inventory of the
furniture.
"Mike." said the .Id 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 glnerous she Is. the dear creature." murmured
Bridget, weeping, and wondering what else she was go
ing to get.
"She is. tndade," said the root 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 kaptng good time.
And there's the pig for you, Mike, and the oow for
KAthleen, and the chest of drawers for i.«r ry *»
"Aye, it's marvelous indade ll Pr 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
family. "She's raving! Shea raving!"
‘‘Make the most of your charms.”
By MAUDE MILLER.
‘She can make herself irresistible.’
“I favor a one-toned color scheme.”
* BENCHES s
By WILLIAM F. KIRK.
T HERE ar« benches, solemn benches, where th*
Judges sit In pride.
Sending countless men to prison. (GoodeeM
must be satisfied).
There are benches built for children bent on many fl
school-day lark,
But the benches most appealing are the benches in ths
park. ,
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Did you ever stop a moment on your happy morning
walk
For a little conversation with some man ashamed ts
talk?
If you want to know life's meaning, all Its secrets weird
and dark,
you can go and do your gleaning on the benches in
the park.
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Here a bov who came to conquer when his life was |,
its morn.
Beaten by the roaring city with its heartiessness and
scorn;
There an old and feeble outcast with no wish to gnldi
his barque—
Neither knowing any solace save the benches in the
park.
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Misdirected brains are plenty in these pitiful retreats?
Shattered hopes and battered prospects float like spectral
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?
4 4 r *T“» O-DA Y marks the advent of
\ the tall and alender maiden.
All things combine In the
adorning of her beauty, the present
mode Is instrumental in enhancing her
rharmi, and so my message Is one
for her alone.” says Miss Elsie Fer-
guaon, who la playing In "The
Strange Woman."
Mies Ferguson Is tall herself and
very slender. She wears her golden
hair drawn softly hack and caught
loosely, so that It waves entraneingly
over her ears and droops low against
the nape of her neck. She smiled at
me quls&lcally as she talked, and her
Ideas seemed to fit In perfectly with
her looks and her surroundings.
"The tall, altm 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 a/e becoming to her; she may
wear dresses with stripes running
lengthwise or around, whichever she
pieases, and they will always be be
cominR. That Is, unless she is too
tall, and then, of course, stripes must
be 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 gowa. 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
sown 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 it 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 j
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 her and frills are always
adorably feminine and bewitching
One Is sure to imagine all kinds of
faint, aHsring perfumes hiddc.i 1°
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
it fashioned of some contrasting color,
but 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
gow n.
HER ADVANTAGE.
"This is surely the era of the tall
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 sie 1*
fairylike 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 dear, delightful feminine
fripperies, such as tulle boae or loose
waists with very wide girdles, can
ever be hers if she would be modish.
“So, you people of the tall and slen-
d- variety, don’t miss the opportunity
of making the most of your charms.
That would be a dreadful stnte of af
fairs to look back upon afterward,
don't you think so?"
Let It Go at That
J
A
LADY who i8 a district visitor became much Inter
ested in a very poor, but apparently respectably
Irish family named Curran living on the top floor
j a great building in a slum district of‘her parish.
I 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 sai-d 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 So you tell them?"
"Faith, thin, Oi do not."
"What do you tell them?"
"Oi just tell thim," was the calm reply, ye ara
me dressmaker, an* let it go at that."
How to Propose
BEATRICE FAIRFAX’S IDEA
By BEATRICE FAIRFAX
B Y s most merciful dispensation
of the little Clod of Love, who
keeps all our hearts from going
prematurely Into cold storage, there
■re no prescribed methods for pro
posing marriage
Tt is not a problem whose solution
depends on a knowledge of weights
■ nd m<asurca. "Will you marry me?”
is not a question that requires deep
lore to propound.
A man loves a woman. He cannot
tell when love began, so softly did
Its messenger take possession of his
heart. He only knows that hs lovea.
And, It seems to him. rinsed by the
great miracle, that his love had no
beginning He is hs sure that it hue
always existed as he is that It will
know no end.
He wants tj take possesaion of the
woman he loves, and he finds neither
tnoonligh*., nor rustic bower, nor
shady dell, nor a boat, nor a seat that
holds only twj, necessary to put bis
emotions and desires Into words. A
proposal is Independent of environ
ment. A man may propose marriage
in a crowded street in the glare of
the midnoon sun. and the music of his
words is as sweet. and the love-light
In her eyes is as warm, as if he had
set the stage with all the romantic
scenery demanded by fiction.
THF I >1 PORT ANT THING.
The time, the scenery, the language
he uses. If * alone with her or In ft
crowd none of this is important. The
Among the worst foes of the memory
«re too much food, too much physical
exercise, and. strangely enough. too
much education.
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Important thing la 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 moat
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
not neceaaary that he say much. But,
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
mattera All that matters la Sin
cerity. Just one little word. Sin
cerity! Not a sincerity he thinks he
feels, but one that be 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.
Afte r telling Magnus he must com
mend the lady's worthiness, deplore
his own unworthlnoa*. an.d expatiate
on the warmth of his love, he Advised
him to seise her hand.
"You should then," continued Mr
Pickwick, "come to the plain and
simple question, ‘Will you have me?'
I think 1 am Justified in assuming
that, \ipon this, she w*ould turn her
heiyd ”
‘You think that may be taken for
granted.' said Mr. Mugaus, "because,
if she did not do that at the right
place. It would be embarraaslng."
MR. PICKWICK'S ADVICE.
*T think she would.' said Mr. Pick
wick. "Upon this, sir, 1 should
squeeze her haud. and I think—1
THINK. Mr. Magnus—that after I
had done that, supposing there was
no refusal, 1 should gently dnaw
j away the handkerchief that my slight
I knowledge of human nature leads rue
I to suppose the lady would be applv-
I *ng to her eyes at the moment, and
I «teal a respectful kiss. 1 think 1
i should kiss her. Mr. Magnus, and at
! this particular point. 1 am decidedly
j of opinion that if the lady were
going to take me at all, »h* would
murmur into my ears a bashful ac
cepts nee."
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 ahe 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 "1 can t ask
It of you. I have no right.'*
"You are noi asking if* she
answered. “It is I who am asking
It
The girl proponed'
Rut what matters, who, or when,
or how. or what, ao that the Will
i* all riguL
AT BAY A Thrilling Story of Society Blackmailers
HOUSEHOLD SUGGESTIONS
(Novallxed by>
i the p
borough, now being presented al the
Thirty-ninth Street Theater, New York.
Serial rights hold and copyrighted by
International News Service.)
TODAY’S INSTALLMENT.
“Get it yourself.”
The Thief 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 thffc
work! traveler had surely witnessed bull
fights In far away Spain. When the
bull is sufficiently blinded by rage-
when he lias 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 tills Irish lad
and Dempster had entered with a bull's
very rush! Now the Chief paused, shook
his head anti fairly seemed to paw the
ground in baffled rage at the futility
of his first onslaught. The FMher
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 I^arry Holbrook and
a thick black pall hung over the girl
beyond tilt door.
Twice Baffled.
“The plate is here where?" demand
ed Dempster.
I*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.
“Gli. 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 Pure you
don't want to experience a change of
heart." he remarked, drawing his case
out. with u hospitable flourish, as if this
early morning call 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 af professional detective,
bob. you’d have seen it when you cams
in.” said mine, host, with unruffled
friendliness.
Ho 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 l^arry
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 bad 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 man In Wash
ington 1 respeet more than 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
bis most earnest attention again to mi
lady Nicotine—when all the while it
I was for another lady he fouarht.
"As a news matter you’d have saved
your evidence,” said Graham with quiet
conviction.
iAirry 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,” Waid Chief Dempster.
"I'm sorry.” Holbrook threw away
his cigarette and rose to attention Ilka
the soldier he was.
There was a moment of quiet—of
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 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 tiai 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 mo 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 tb 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, quite openly.” Holbrook
was grim and serious now The thought
of this monster 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 eve and dexterous wrist. Here
the fight was with heavy, naked
swords.
"Why?” asked Graham, curtly.
“Flagg was a blackmailer—the dread-
ou 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
Chief, with his mind still on the de
struction of "material evidence.”
“Never thought of you. Bob—I do as
sure you of that. Just selfishly intent
on my own business. But I'll report—
anywhere any time you gentlemen say.
Why. Mr. Graham, stop and think a
moment—the papers had me 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
ine into this Flagg case—until you have
to? When you need me 1 will be
ready. 1 '
"I trusted you in that room,” went on
Dempster as if he had never been in
terrupted in hie 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 bis 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 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 oi
words.
“1 trusted you in that room,” said
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, 1 trusted you that far!
But you're both gentlemen. Well—per
haps I'm one—take my parols. I will
not leave this room without phoning
you—both of you—and I’ll only go
where you tell me l may go.”
Holbrook drew himself up. He was
a soldier offering parole to his su
perior officers. There could be 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 him through a tangled maze
nowhere, walked over to the door and
stood there surveying the room and
its occupants in deep puzzlement. Did
lie 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
bad been so carelessly directed and
from which it had been so elaborately
turned?
To Be Continued To-morrow.
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and you only need half of one, put
! the other half on a plate and cover
with a glass tumbler. This excludes
I the air and prevents the lemon from
getting mouldy. Another simple rem
edy is to smear the cut lemon over
with the whits or yolk of an egg, and
place on a shelf to dry; lemons
treated this way can be kept a long
: tlrrte.
If screws, gas' 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 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 that?" said Bill.
“We ain't bothered much dodgin'
motors or worry in’ over the high coat
o' livin’.”
a glass dish. To prevent this mak«
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 al
the sides of the nose where the glaasei
press, take some methylated spirit and
dab on the affected parts once or twic«
a day, and then dust over with a little
boraic powder or starch. This will
harden the skin and keep it from g«t*
ting sore.
To make linen easier to write on
w'hen marking it, dip the piece to bi
marked In cold starch, and the pen
will write without scratching.
To clear beetles out of cupboard*
and larders sprinkle a little benzin#
over the boaids. and it will kill lh«
eggs as well as the insects.
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