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•a. It Is Lasi ter to Learn to Endure Than to Learn to Love IMF © MIA.GAXINL THE CONQUEROR By CONSTANCE CLARKE. The Advantage of the. Tali Girl ,5* Beauty A Delightful Talk with Elsie Ferguson BENCHES ^ By WILUAM F. KIRK. w 1 atched by the side of a tired soul In ths darkest hour of night; id we prayed that a respite, swift and sure Might mine with the morning's light. ooo ooo ooo And the throbbing black of the darkest hour Was cut by a struggling breath; And I.lfe seemed cruel as It lingered there, When we prayed for the touch of Death. OOO ooo zoo And Death reached low with his kindly hand For the Life that must quickly cease, And. tired, we bowed at his chilly feet Anti prayed for a swift release. OOO ooo ooo Then dawn burst forth in a (lame of rose, That over the pillow crept; And Death drew bark with the shades of night; For behold, the sufferer slept. Circumstances Alter Cases ■ r:s «• Mt'LLId \N lav very 111 In bed, Hn a was not |\/| expected to live All the members nf the family were called to her bedside. They stood round, looking mournful and taking a sly Inventory of the Turnlture "Mike,'* satd the old mother, "you'll remember to give that, dresser to Bridget?" 'I will that. I'll remember, sure faith, what a mem ory shs has!” ''How gtnernus she Is the dear creature." murmured Bridget, weeping, mil) wondering what else she was go ing to get "She is. tndade." said the rest of the family. "And, Mike, there's the horse for Ttm; don't forget the horse for Ttm." “No. mother; aye, isn't it wonderful now? Conscious* and ravsonable to the last!" "And mind you give my gootd watch to Pat. Mike; I'vs wound It up for him, and It's kaptng good time. And there's the pig for you, Mika, and the oow for Kathleen, and the chest of drawers for Larry" "Aye. Its marvelous tndade Iter memory Is perfect to the end. She doesn’t forget one single thing!" "And, Mike, remember Donovan, the garner, and pay him the fifteen, dollars we owe him." "Don't listen to her’ Don't listen to tier!" yelled tha family. "She’s raring! She's raving!” T HERE are benches, solemn benches, where rw. Judges sit In pride, ■ Sending countless men to prison. (Good.*, must be satisfied). | There are benches built for chfldren bent on many , school-day lark. But the benches most appealing are the benches In th» park. “Make the most of vour charms. “She can make herself irresistible.” “I favor a one-toned color scheme.’ ( t T By MAUDE MILLER. • O-DAY marie* the advent ofj the tall and slender maiden. All things combine In the) sdoming of her beauty, the present; mode Is Instrumental In enhancing her j < harms, and so my message Is one! for her alone,” Says Miss Klsle Fer- guaon, who Is playing In 'The | Strange Woman." Mias Ferguson is tall harse.lf and \ery slender. She wears her golden hair drawn uoftly hack and caught loosely, so that It waves entr^nclngly slender tree, has. In the first place, a £ro®.t many advantages over her shorter sister. Both long and short lines are becoming to her; she may wear dresses with stripes running having the hair, complexion and she mu*t be careful of her color schemes. I myself am In favor of a one-toned color scheme That Is. over her ears and droops low against the flap* of her neck. She smiled at me quizzically 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 lengthwise or around, whichever sh° gown match in tone if not color, pleases, and they will always be* be Learn to blend colors perfectly, or to coming That is. unless she Is too contrast them with the eye of a con- tall, and then, of course, stripes must [ noisseur Only a practised eye can be used with discretion. There is use contrasted colors properly, so such a thing as exaggeration, which j perhaps it would be wise to stick to can always be detected no matter' the blending process, how modified. “The tall girl may have all the draperies and frills that she wants. A r%IRYI*AM). y] 1(a may wear the daring minaret “The tall girl has a perfect Fairy- 1 costume without fear of making the hips seem too large. It will but land at her finger tips and she can make herself positively Irresistible If she Is careful about choosing the right kind of#g<>wn. Hhe must ac cept for her motto, "Nature may be alde<J, but not contradicted,” and no matter what she may decide upon 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. I "The slender g'rl 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. I 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 | it fashioned of some contrasting color, I but have it soft and very sheer. Chif- i 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. j "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 trie short maiden to appear fashionably gowned in some of to-day's models. Unless she is fairylike in proportion almost every- oo<o ooo ooo Did yon ever atop a moment on jour happy morning walk For a little conversation wffh some man ash anted q talk? ff you want to know life’s meaning, all Its secrets weird and dark. You can go and do your gleaning on the benches 3 the park. OOO ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo Let It Go at That [thing will combine to make her look first overdressed and fussy, then fat and dumpy. The short girl mur: 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 w»ould be modish. “So, you people of the tall and slen- dr • 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?" A LADY who 1s a district visitor became much Inter ested In a very poor, but apparently respectable. Irish family framed Curran living on the top floor of a great building In a alum district of 'her parish. Every time she visited the Currans she was annoyed bv 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 themf ••Faith, thin, Oi do not.” "What do you tell them?" "Oi just tell thlm,” was the calm reply, "that ye art me dressmaker, an’ let it go at that.” ] Hfow to Pro BEATRICE FAIRFAX'S pose IDEA A1 r i BAY a — —— ■ - ; Thrilling Story of Society Blackmailers ------ - - - - - - - - - HOUSEHOLD SUGGESTIONS V—. ...... When using lemon for flavoring, ’a glass dish. To prevent this make Bv BEATRICE FAIRFAX B Y a most merciful dispensation I of the little God of Dove, who j keeps all our hearts from going prematurely Into cold storage, there! t»re no prescribed methods f >r pro- j 1 oaing marriage it is not a problem whose solution depends on a knowledge of w eights; and measures "Will you marry me?”! is not a question that requires doep ; lore to propound A man loves a woman He cwnnot ; tell when love began, so softly did its messenger take possession of his heart. He only knows that he loves. ' and. it seems to him. dazed hy the r.reat miracle, that his love had no ; beginning He \n us sure that It has j always existed as he Is that It will j know no end. He wants t > take possession of the woman he loves, and he finds neither | moonlight, nor rustic bower, nor j shady dell, nor a boat, nor a seat that j holds only tw ». necessary to put his emotions and desires into words. A proposal is independent of environ- j meni. A man may propose marriage I in a crowded street in the glare of ; the mldnoon sun, and the ruustc of his words is a« sweet, and the love-light | In her eyes is as warm, as if he had Bet the stage with all the romantic scenery demanded by Action. THE IMPORTANT THING. The time, the scenery, the language he uses. If alone with her or in a crowd—none of this is important The important thing Is thst he means what he says arid the saying is not ft I habit. The man who proposes easily end gracefully: who is glib at this most holy of declarations, has told too many women he loves them, to be trusted Ft Is h situation when man ner means more than words. It Is not necessary that he say much. But, oh. mav 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 - writ y .lust one little word Sin- rarity' 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 h matter so light It admits of rehearsal, let them rend what the Immortal Pickwick sdvised his friend Magnus. After telling Magnus he must com mon! the lad\'s worthiness, deplors his own unworthiness, tad expatiate on the warmth of his love, he advised him to seise her hand. You should then," oentlnued Mr. Pickwick, "come t« the plain and simple question, 'Will you h*Ts me?* 1 think I am Justlfled In Manning that, upon this, she would turn her head.” "You think that may be taken for granted,' rfbtd Mr Magn.ua. "because if she did not do that at the right place, It would be embarrassing. (Novelized by> (From tin* play by George Scar borough. now living presented at. the Thirty-ninth Street Theater, New York. Serial rights held mid copyrighted by International News Service.) TO DAY'S INSTALLMENT. Among the worst foes of the memory re too much food, too much physical xercise, and. strangely enough, too HTEST -■> “TEA Maxwell House Blend Tea in vites compari son with alioth- er kinds. Its rich full flavor and tempting fragrance set a newstandardof tea quality. '*-!h. i lb. end 1-lb. Air Tight Canisters. Auk your grocer for if. Check Neal Coffee Co. Nashville Hoaefon MR. PICKWICK'* \ D VICK. '*I think she would, said Mr. Pick wick. “Upon this, sir, I should squeeze liar hand, and I think—I THINK, Mi. Magnus that after 1 had done that, s ipposing there was no , refusal, 1 should gently dnaw ‘way the handkerchief that my slight knowledge of human nature leads me to suppose the lady would be apply- ug to her eyes at the moment, and steal a respectful kiss. 1 think l should kiss her. Mr. Magnus, and at his particular point, 1 ant decidedly of opinion that if the lady were going to take mo at all, she would murmur Into my ears a bashful ac ceptance.' « If the methods advised by Dickens aie 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 s h ** had put her own hand out, not shyly, but w ith a move ment so natural it was but the crown ing bestowal. Allison he cried. "1 cant ask It of you. I have no right.” "You Hre not astcing it,” she answered. "It is I who am asking It. The girl proposed But what matters, who. or when, nr how or what, bo that the WHY ib ail i^*tt. "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 duo haste. In a little flash of understanding Fiither Shannon was aware that thffc world traveler had surely witnessed bull tights in far-away Spain. When the bull Is sufficiently blinded by ruge— when he has baited past making full use of his own dangerous streugth, 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 heat! 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 I*arry Holbrook -And a thick black pall hung over the girl beyond the door. Twice Baffled. "The plate is here where?" demand ed Dempster. l.tarry picked up the iron poker from his hearth and tapped on the brick floor of the grate. "These are the pieces." "I >ostr«*yed |. ! ! >w • d Detnpsfler "Yes. sir." said the Captain, contem plating a neat ring of smoke he bad Just managed to blow. "You feared to have it developed. Captain Holbrook?" asked the interro gator. sternly. "Oh. no. sir- T 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 tw<^ events ” He flicked the ash from his cigarette, took a final puff and then threw it Into the embers of his Are "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 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 a? professional detective. Bob you'd have seen it when you came in." said mine, host, with unruffled friendliness. He 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 Iasi flying off on lofty pinions, with i iV ruffled wing w 1 despread and unbroken! But his Irish confidence pre vailed. "Bob was a professional detec- Uvqjy 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 trail led now straight to him. The law had one quarry—surely this was enough for to-night—hts 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 « monkey of me?” asked Dempster. After all he. too, felt friendship for this wild Irishman. "No, Bob. There’s no man In Wash ington I respect 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 BV 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 1? 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 1 was for another Uuly*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 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. liol- 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. '’I’ve just told you 1he 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 mattef, 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 hls heart that I 'had a hand In that killing—IF IT IB 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 ” be began. But 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 F’lagg's home yourself,” interposed Graham. "I did. sir, quite openly ” Holbrook j 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 tine foils, to be handled with quick eye and dexterous wrist. Hers the fight was with heavy, flaked swords. "Why?’’ asked Graham, curtly. "Flagg was a blackmailer—the dread ed 4nd feared of society. I called In the interest of a friend—one—one of his. many victims.” "Deuqedly shabby of you, Holbrtfok, 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 J’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 me into this Flagg case—until you have to? When you need me I will be ready.’’ "I trusted you in that room.” went on Dempster as if he had 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 hls 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 bis gift of 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, I trusted you that far! But you're both gentlemen. Well—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." Holbrook drew himself up. He was a soldier offering parole to hls 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 he suspect that Holbrook was fight ing for hls freedom because of some purpose'’ Could he sen^e some mystery behind the door to which hls attention had been so carelessly directed an ; i from which it had been so elaborately 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* I treated this way can be kept a long time. the custard In the ordinarj* way: tun 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. If screws. gAtf fittings, the Aides of bedsteads or anything else of the kind become tightly fixed and cannot be moved, the following method will generally he 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. To oure 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 tw ee a day, and then dust over with a little ! boraio powder or starch. This will hardetn the skin and keep it from rat ting sore. To make linen easier te write on when marking It, dip the piece to bi marked In cold starch, and the pen will write without scratching 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 hls pal, "there's one thing we oughter be thankful for here." “What's that?" said Bill. "We ain't bothered much dodgin' motors or worryin’ over the high cost o’ livin'.” CHICHESTER S PILLS 4T>v THE IHAMSND RKA«rr> A «aHlc\V>* »b*« \y A«k Totr Bnu TRAINS BETWEEN AND turned? To Be Continued To-morrow. While on the Pacific Coast read the Leave Macon Union Station 3.00 a.m. 3.51 a.m. 4.22 a.m. 7.25 a.m. 1.30 p.m. 3.45 p.m. 6.00 p.m. 5.1 8 p.m. Leave Atlanta Terminal Station 8.00 a.m. 9.47 a.m. 1 2.30 p.m. 4.00 p.m. 8.30 p.m. 9.00 p.m. 1 0.1 0 p.m. 1 1.45 p.m. ASK THE TICKET AGENT CITY TICKET OFFICES 603 Cherry Street 4th Nat’l Bank Bldg. Macon, Ga. Atlanta, Ga. San Francisco Examiner OR AT THE STATION Here a boy who came to conquer when hie life )„ ltd morn, Reaten by the roaring city with ft& heartlegenesi and scorn; There an old and feeble outcast with no wish to gutd, hls barque— Neither knowing any solace ears the benches la the park. Misdirected brains are plenty In theee pMIfnl retreats' Shattered hopes and battered prospects float like spectra o’er the seats. There's a man who needs our friendship—he who did no| make hls mark. Did you ever stop to visit on the benches 1n the petit? To clear beetles out of cupbaa"d» ‘ and larders sprinkle a little benzine I over the boaids, and it will kill the eggs as well as the inseeta Chl-efcas-ter 1 , ttUwc.J Rrend. I Ills in Red and Seld mec»liic\ boxes, sealed v!lh Blue Rlbbes. • other. B«? of tomr AskforCIII-Cire*.Trr» DIAMOND rtRAND PII.U f-s *» years k io»ti as Best, Safest At ways Rsliabl* SOLD BY DRUGGISTS EVEmKFK