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© © © © ,4m/ One Too Old to Enjoy a Woolly Lamb for Christmas Is 7 oo Old to Be in the Game © # © © AT BAY A Thrilling Story of Society Blackmailers Two Magnificent Styles (NevsHrad *y> (Prom the ptor fcp OWM fttf- hnrnugl now Using presented at Ino Thlrtv ninth Street Theater. Now Tnrk. Serial rights heM ami copyrighted t'J International News Service ) TODAY’S INSTALLMENT. “As District Attorney I take your word, Captain Holbrook," said Gordon Graham at last, and he little guested how he waA serving his daughter at that particular moment. Thank you.” said the man on parole, quietly. "Come, Chief." paid Graham "Both knobs, gentlemen." said Hol brook. as they tried the door. “Tt's a spring lock, remember That's it. Good-night." He stood quite still on his hearth stone for a moment, listening to make sure, of retreating footsteps "The T jr>r<\ he praised!" ejaculated J-ather Shannon piously "Yes. praise Hi*, by all means - but not too loudly those walnut doors may have ears Holbrook listened for a final second and then opened the door that led to his own rooms "Aline my dear." he called "Safe?” called the girl, in exquisite relief "Yes I’m on parole ” "You both look very serious what was it?" asked the girl, in surprise Alines Oath. W hen a woman finds that the enemy ha« been forced to retreat she thlnka the victory has been won. Jt is men who are trained in battle- and who know that retreat mav mask an am buscade a sortie pml that first honors oo not decide the conflict "It Is serious—you don’t know how serious." sakt the Captain. In a tone to match his words then Boding the mask of fear draw over the girls brightened fate, he determined to bring a moment of relief again. "Surely It is serious why, nayther of us darea to drink a drop of the whisky!” he laughed The girl smiled wanly. Now listen, Aline, my dear SWEAR TO ME THAT YOU WILL REFUSE To TALK OF ANYTHING THAT'S HAPPENED TO-NIGHT UNLESS I AM WITH YOU.” "To whom mustn't I talk?” "To any one—even to Father Shan non ” When the man who loves her give* a woman his first command, and she obeys, she answers him aa well as if she cried aloud, ”1 love you.” For when an Independent human soul takes orders from another and there Is no re latlonship of fear of master, to man • then the great ruling power that im I*els obedience is Love Aline raised her eyes to the face of the man to whom shT had given her heart, but to whom she could not give herself ' I promise " "But take your oath So help you God!' "You doubt her truth asked the Fattier, gravely. No. Father, but I want her to be able to say that she is under a vow of silence." Mine’s eyes had not left her captain’s fa< e There was h thrill of underlying joy in being directed by him In her hour of great peril. "I swear 1 swear!” she said, in a tone that was a sacred promise "And now good-night." The man’s voice deepened to the tone of life’s ten derest music an unselfish, protecting love "Remember, that I love you. Good-night, father, and remember that i you are taking with you the dearest 1 thing in all the world to me.’’ The Police Return. I "Good-night, my lad "ftood-night, and God bless you for a j true friend Good-night, my lady." Holbrook’s hand was on the spring ! lock a moment more and be would i have lifted it to open the door for j h:s honored guest* but there was the thundering knock of authority on the panels "Hello.’• called the Captain. The fa ther led the terrified girl back to the door behind which she had once before hidden. "Captain,” called the voice of Chief Dempster The enemy had made a sortie. “Come In." cried Larry easily, wait Ing for Father Khannon to regain his position. "Oh. wait a minute—excuse me Im always forgettin’ that spring lock.” He opened the door Chief Dempster | and Robert Graham re-entered his rooms Their faces were cold and stern. "Did ye forget something queried dauntless Larry, with an assumption of ease he was far from feeling "There is a taxi waiting below." said Dempster, sterniy and accusingly, to Father Shannon ’ Yes.” "For you. the chauffeur says “Yea—but you’re welcome to it." A smile brushed across the Captain's far* what an apt pupil in the art of finesse was ills friend the priest! "You came in It. James, the man told me so— This was man to man—and Father Shannon waa only ".lames' to the thief now "I did." “I’ll phone for another sli down, all of you/’ said the Captain, as if suddenly reminded of his duties as a host. <’hlef Derapater chose to ignore ibis "The man says, with a woman "The chauffeur says that?” The fa ther would do his heat for i be lad and lass he loved—but the church could not take upon itaelf the black sin of an out right lie and the father felt helpless in the net now. "Yes the chauffeur says that!" Holbrook had croaaed over to his great Russian chair he was leaning forward across its back, now quite relaxed per fectly at ease or, so he must look to any observer but in the second when the other man had been observing Fa ther Shannon and not Captain Hol brook, a *1>, thoughtful expression had crossed his face that was now so bland and childlike In its engaging honesty. There were still a few cards left in his pack he would play them one at a time for his queen. "What's the use of further deception. Mr. Graham!" exclaimed Holbrook in a tone of determination to confess a mat ter and get it over with. The throe men turned to him with as tonishment In various terms writ large on their faces What would he tell? llow far was he prepared to go? "Well?” queried Graham, impatiently. "That item about my engagement to your daughter was inserted by the so ciety editress a ‘lady.’ as you’ve just said, chief she says twas Flagg .the dead man round the corner that \old het my call on the man related to that ” All the kisses that all the \agabonds of all the ages have put on the "Blur ney stone" lifted Captain Holbrook's lips In a smile of engaging candor and In a simple little tone of emphasis tie told the truth as beat calculated to de ceive. "1 won’t say that any lady came here with Father Shannon and I won t say she didn’t. But I do sav that if that lady WAS with fTInv she left before you came, and that she’s sorry enough for her part in the matter " To Be Continued To-morrow. By WILLIAM F. KIRK. f^r-|-^HAT word ‘wlae’ is a funny j word, ain't It. George?" said ^ the Manicure Lady. "Ther* was two gents in here this morning to hav. * the! r nail* did. and them waa wise, only in w»j a. The flrat gent t hat wan a middle aged fellow email town He told nr frank enough that he didn’t have the habit of getting manicured, and he said tha only reason he came in was because he had three or four hangnail* and had heard somewhere that h mani cure could fix hangnails fine. He whs awful nlca and gentlemanly to me, and told me that he liked it In the • mall town better than In the city He said that he was a merchant In the email town an<J k was doing ac well that he wouldn't care to move Into a cHy whore everything ws» new and etrange He wasn’t dreseod very swell, as far as etrle gees, and he didn’t have no flip talk, but I could see that he had lots of bralna, and 1 knew he w»i a man.** "I noticed him when he wont oat, * •aid the Head Rarber. "He didn ’t give you no tip, though." "I didn t want no tip from him," declared the Manicure Lady. "Let the fresh guys tip me, as long a? they have the habit. He probably never lived where folks give tip*, or he would have tipped me as liberal ts anybody. And now I want to tel you about the other kind of a wise guy that was In. "This young fellow tells me before se is In the chair a minute that he la a wlae flah. He thought he was so deep that he was all the time saying. Do you follow me?' I couldn’t have oat him In hit cheap chatter If I nad been ten tlmee as etupld as I am which I ain’t. Yes. he say* he !• a •rite fish, or a wise owl, I forgo' which he said, but anyhow wise all the way. ’If there la anything that anybody ever put over on me,’ he •aya, I want somebody to walk up and tell me. I am good and hep to everything’ he says *'Jset when the nice middle aged fellow was going out this young wart comes in. The middle-aged man asked the young fellow which wav to go to * nd r »«m of scales, and the young A **«t 49** i go dOWiJ to the Aquarium and aak a flah?* That made me kind of tired, so I tells the middle aged gent where : there Is a big hardware store, and | after he had went I gave young ! sporty a swift call for getting freah with his elders I talked to him until I had desauated all my eleeanr* and It didn’t do no good He Just kept grinning that wise grin of his at me and winking his right eye He sure did give that wink a merry game. "They’ve got to get up earl) In the a. m. when they put one over on me. Ambrose the live one.' he sava to me. ’Maybe I might have let one go over my head once, but If 1 eve; did I must have been when 1 Just got up and was nibbing my eyes, he aaya. He pulled three of the latest stagf Jokes, gave me a Imitation of himself Imitating George Cohan, and polled a lot of flaah conversation, all during the time I waa hurrying madly to get his nalla did and get him out of the shop "That le the kind of wise guyo that our big city Is getting choked up with, George When they know- enough slang to keep everybody guessing about what they are talking about they think they are deep. They ain’t any deeper than a saucer, and nobody ever got drowned tn a saucer If you ever want to get in dutch with me, George, Just come around some morning and tell me that you are » wise fish.” For the woman who find* fur beyond her means, we suggest the use of os trich combined with velvet —or of the ever-useful and warm marabou. The gown shown on the left is of blue satin with belt and surplice folds of brown velvet. Vanila brown velvet forms the centre of the scarf— and the ostrich or marabou should be of the same tone. On the muff are three bands of the velvet—and four of the feather trim ming. Bows of satin in rosette form finish the outer bands of the velvet—and long ends of the ostrich fall from them. This will be found a very useful way to utilize old material. T HtS evening gown of Copenhagen blue velvet on the right de pends for its effectiveness upon line and color. And the two combine In the shading draperies of the rich material. Tbe blouse fastens beneath the arm and is held bv straps of beads that cross under and above the shoulder and finish In ornaments that tall straight In front. Pink and red roses mark the line of the draped belt In front, and a smaller bouquet holds the skirt where It crosses above the left foot. The skirt ends In a long, und train, and at the waist there Is a folded tunlo of the velvet. The sleeves are of Bash >olored tulle.—OLIVETTE. He Was Careful. Little Tommy was bringing In the new kitten* to show the visitor. He brought the flrat two Into the room, carrying them painstakingly by the ;aila, while they howled and aplt with ! rigor. Oh. Tommy!” exclaimed the visi tor, * you muain’t hurt the poor little jthings " ■ No. madam. I won’t," Tommy re plied. "I'm carrying them by tho item*" A Boon Indeed. At last,” exclaimed the long-haired .nventor, 1 have evolved the gi-ate»t practical blessing of the age!" "Oh. tell me, Theophilus. tell me what it is begged his wife A collar button with a little phono graph inside tha' will rail out when • mil. in to a dark orner unde- the Heie 1 am! He; • 1 amj ” TT THAT, Mother Dear, is a di- W vorce ? It is that form of marital separation, Precious One, that a gen eration ago was a disgrace and now is a habit. Why. Mother, do you always scold the child for carrying its pie from the table? You have much to learn. My Daughter The child that carries its pie from the table so as not to miss anything going on in the games out side. will some day he a man and eat on the run in order not to miss his share of business life. And. believe me. my dear, what he might miss when he is older is not much more important than what he might miss as a child. Is there anything in the world, Mother, that could take the conceit out of a man ? Marriage is one remedy, Child. An other effectual way would he to let him look back into a room two min utes after he has made a call. Every woman in it yawning. What is Charity, Mother’ It is that nohle trait. My Child, that attributes the failure of a bachelor to the lack of a wife to act as an incen tive to success and the failure of a married man to the domestic burden h© carries. What, Mother, Is meant by Soulful Yearnings? It is that quality which, in one’s self. Little One. signifies a poetic temperament, and which in others denotes biliousness. What is meant by the Blue Pencil? It Is that. My Child, which every one needs, but that only those unfor tunate beings who work on a news paper receives. What, Mother, would you regard as the most important qualification in the wife of a politician? A knowl edge of statesmanship? I regard as a more Important qual- | ifieation. Child, the ability to cook well enough to he prepared to keep I j boarders for a living. Mhy, Mother, does the woman spend so much time looking for things at the grocer's which are the quickest i to cook? She wishes to save time. Little One. , in order that later in the day she may hav« more of it tdfwastx A Bachelor’s Diary s E WRITEC OF A HALLOWE’EN ADVENTURE By MAX. O CT. 81.—The eptrlt of Hallow e'en took possession of my pretty nurse and of me at ex actly the lame hour last evening, and after we had seen Richards pilot ing Manette safely off to bed, we put on coat and cloak and hats and started out. It was 10 o'clock when we left the house, and It Is now 2 In the morning, and I am so wide • wake there ia no use going to bed. Hhe wore a scarlet coat, and oy "she” I mean my pretty oompanion, and I did not know until to-night what it means to be a woman and for one brief evening kick all the con ventions off at one's heel*. Thia sounds mixed—scarlet coat and the conventions, but I claim that the color of the ooat was to blame. No woman can wear bright scarlet and feel entirely sedate in her soul. We have been to all the dance halls and all tho cabarets; we did an im promptu song and danoe ourselves at one restaurant, and flod before the tumult of applause. I caught a taxi cab and we rode for an hour after that to get back our breaths I Is no telling what will happen. Wh$n *he wears those golden browns and delicate grays Richards selected for her her eyes take on the expression of a saint, and every hair on her head seeks Its place and stays In It But that scarlet coat puts a devil try in her eyes that isn’t at all sooth ing. and there comes a flush In her cheeks to match It, and her hair files around her face in little wayward curls that make a man long to push each curl back In place. It is all right for a girl the age of Manette to wear a scarlet coat, but I ohall re buke the nurse for appearing in such a defiant color. The eight of her ien't good for me. November 8.—It is just as I pre dicted. I have laughed many times over the memory of Hallowe’en, but the nurse never smile*. “It la all right for a man to forget himself, and laugh about It after ward,” she exclaimed this morning, “but being a woman is different. Whenever I think that I—I, who was brought up so strictly—got up on the platform in that dance hall, and danced the tango, and sang—why, I am overcome with shame. You ought know now what I can do for a living | to be ashamed of yourself for getting when my business goes to smash— buy a hand organ of an Italian, as I did to-night and get my pretty nurse to do a dance In front of It. and then pass around the hat. Thers were three or four hundred dollars in her hat when we fled, leaving the hand organ behind us. whioh a very peni tent young woman will carry to-mor row to aome charity. The money, I mean, not the hand orga^n. She will be penitent. I know her •ex so well. We did nothing very wrong beyond the injury to our di gestions, but a good woman likes to exaggerate her sins, and my nurse will go around for a week looking as If she had murdered some one. It must be very Inconvenient to be a woman. THE COAT TO BLAME. But the scarlet coat waa entirely to blame. I have felt like anything but a Methodist prayer meeting every time I have seen her put it on, and If she will persist in wearing it there me Into it!" "It wasn't me,” I retorted. "It waa the scarlet coat you were wearing." I saw her later In the day start to put It on when getting ready fo r a walk and then look at It dubioaaly. Then she ran upstairs and came down wearing all black! We were sitting In the library th*s evening, and I had Manette on my lap. telling her & story, when Tomp kins called me to the telephone. ONE SIDE. If you had ears. Diary, you would have heard only one side of the talk, so what Is the use of telling you more? “Hellol” “Yes, this is Max.” ”Oh,” a little coldly. "It Is you. Is It? Yes. I'm better, thank you.” “No; no bad effects from the day I spent down town.” "How is my companion, you say?” (Fros; In my voice.) “She Is not here.” Plu- ”1 can t tell you where she is now. sick mar I believe ©he l« en her way rope ” m£dVr*’ y Pr ' Uy - G1 ~* .. 1 < ? a - nt her your messag. fhouKh no dou bt u wouW pUafl( . , • to have won the admiration of a man as dlscrlmlratlng as yourself. y “ • ee, I haven t her address, and I nevej expect to nee her again.” "Yea, It la too bad. Good-bye" Then I returned to the llbrarv ftfl d a R1C mt r<1 ® lookin K somewhat mvs- t fled The pretty nurse wasted no time in expressing herself. "Jeu were talking about me." , h , said and you were talking to the gentleman who took us u, i um -h ■ « day we spent down town." u ^ e11 ’” “ n th ® defensive. "What ot “Nothing; only I wanted you know that I know." Then she went back to the book and I saw that Richards was trvlr. to suppress a laugh I presume m® determination not to let that shallow- pated man ee© the nurse again win confirm Richards In her suspicion that a romance Is budding under he. eyes, but I don’t care. I am too sick a njan to be awnov.d by any man’s admiration of pretty nurse. It Isn't Jealousy, at alL I hope I am too big a man to such a aenttment as that. It Is foe the girl’s sake I fee! that wav. The man Is wealthy and a spender, and he came out here and paid her any attention It would mean late hours and dinners at midnight and all those things that are not at all good for a girl. As long as «h. Is a member of my household I feel » moral obligation regarding her wel fare. I should feel Just the sam* tf it were the cook or one of the maids. SEVEH RB HAPPTT. I know the man is not married, but you gee. In a way, that makes it worse. He might hope to marry •her, and she would never be happy with HIM! I will have a plain talk wtth her In the morning and tell her she will have to look a little less fascinating when she goes out with me. or other wise I will leave her at heme I can't have every man I know calling me up and saying. “Hello, Mas. who was the queen you had out last night! Are you gplng to introduce at or do you Intend to keep her all for yourself?" It isn’t the right way to treat a Up-to-Date Jokes Some probable investors were being shown over a building estate in the country. “Come this way, gentlemen.’* the agent said. “On the rising ground you can s^e how the land lies.” “Or the land agent.” quietly re marked one of the party. • * * Mother—What do you think you will make out of my daughter’s talent? Professor (absent-mindedly)—About $10 a lesson if the piano holds out T HERE was a man here this aft ernoon selling a fine book, sed Ma. I toald him to cum back tonite when you were here, so you cud see it. Missus Jenkins bought one & all the other nahora. The naim of the book is Beekun Lites of Lit- eratur. I hoap he dosent cum back, sed Pa. I am sick & tired of these book agents with thare chop whiskers & thare nerve. I have a noshun to give him the gate beefoar he gits a chanst to show the book at all. Jest then the book agent cairn. He was a tall, fat man with rosy cheeks & a nice fur overcoat. He looked like a man in a show wich I seen onst. Git Rich Quick Somebody. Moast of the book agents wlch cums to our house looks as if they was jest working at it long enuff to git sumthing to eet & then git a better job, but this man looked vary prosper-us. He dident wait for Pa to ask him to set down, he sat down in the big- best chare & started in. My good man, he sed to Pa, you have within yure grasp a wunderful opportunity to delve into the ded master minds of the ded past. Thay are all in yure reech. to borrow from or disagree with, these wunderful minds. You can chat with Shake- speer, Milton, Byron, Dickens, Thack- ery—a thousand noabel men. You will be enchanted to read nitely the peris of buty and wisdom that are contained in this marvelus volume, Beekun Lites of Literatur. It Is buti- fully bound, as you can see, in mocca Java binding with a page marked In the uppeT rit% hand of every leef. The book opens eeslly, & Is printed In English, malking It easy for you to reed It. This marvelus volume I am offering on thia trip only for the ridiculusly low figger of fifteen dol lars. Beekun Lites of Literatur, the moast compre-hensiv work of that title wich Is In the market to-day. Fifteen dollars buys it—the works of the masters. Has it got the records of the filers in It? sed Pa. Thare is a grate deseripshun of the battle of Waterloo in it, sed the agent, & allushuns to Caesar & other grate fiters. yer, sir. Has it got Packev McFarland’s rec ord? sed Pa. & Battling Nelson’s ca reer? 1 do not understand, sed the agent. Has it got Tv Cobb’s batting aver age foe 1913° sred Pa. & how many bases he stole? I bet it hasent. 1 bet it hasent eeven got the life of Kid Broad in it. I am afrade not, sed the agent. He was looking at Pa kind of funny. Then I dodnt want it, sed Pa. Any book that doant have the records of the grate prize fiters and ball players in It is no Beekun Lite for me. I suppoased that I was calling upon a gentleman of intelligence and ree- flnement, sed the agent. I see I was mistaken & I will bid you goodnite. Goodnite. sed Pa. After the agent was gone Pa beegan to laff. That is the way to git rid of them, he sed. I bet I know % moar about the reel Beekun Lites of Literatur than that mutt, but I wuddent let him know It. Husband, sed Ma, sumtimes you seem reely brite. The largest estate in the United Kingdom is that belonging to the Duke of Sutherland* which extends to 739,200 acres. The female brain commences tc de cline In weight after the age of thirty; the male not till ten years later. The Moors of Arabia and Spain were the first to display colored globes in chemists’ windows. John Ewln, of New York. Is contest ing the will of his aunt. Mrs. Carolina Ewin. who died in April last, leaving $100,000 to rescue cats in all part* the world—including London's desert) > house cats and those In the Island of Madeira. In the latter place stray are so scarce that each, under the will. would receive about $1,000. An Unexpected Gift. He was a shy young man, but in his heart there raged a consuming passion for the fair Florence. On his way home from the city he managed to screw his courage up sufficiently to enter a jeweler’s shop and pur chase a small gift for the lady of his heart. This, he hoped, would pave the way to the popping of the great kuestlon. That night he called at her house and found her alone. Producing a small, square box from his pocket, he said, nervously: “T have ventured to bring you a small present. Miss Finn, but I am afraid that perhaps-it will not fit your finger. Will you try it on?” “Oh, dear,” said the girl, blushing most becomingly, “this is quite un expected! Why, I never dreamed that you really cared enough ” Poor fool! Instead of grasping the opportunity In both hands, he opened the box and produced a thimble! Then the thermometer dropped about ten degrees. Her Brother’s Voice. Little Faith was possessed of a most friendly disposition, but had not yet reached the age w'here she could understand the silence that may wrap Itself around a wordless intimacy. In fact, she demanded speech, frequent and loving. One night her brother was study ing most assiduously his arithmetic lesson, and, after calling to him sev eral times without receiving an an swer, she appealed to her father. “George is busy,” said father. “1 know,” replied Faith; “but he might at least have said, ‘Shut up.’ ” Between Women’s Health or Suffering The main reason why so many women suffer greatly at times is because of a run-down con dition. Debility, poor circula tion show in headaches, lan guor, nervousness and worry. BEECHAM’S PILLS (Tha Largest Salt Any Motfolne In ©• WeHtfi are the safest, surest, most convenient and most economi cal remedy. They clear the system of poisons, purify the blood, relieve suffering and ensure such good health and strength that all the bodily organs work naturally andprop- erly. In actions, feelings and looks, thousands of women have proved that Beecham’s Pill# Make AH ; The Difference Sold everywhere. In bozea, 10c., 25e. Women will find the directions with every ho* very valuable. 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