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4 i A Woman Is Satisfied With Her Christmas Gifts So Long As They Didn't Include a Gift from Someone She forgot ; Rcauty ,* By MAUDE MILLER < 4 T of «nv kind to hr ful lent she overexercise ii Cecil Cunningham, of the Musical ComHv f'fimpu haps this will pound stra of you who havp always Imagination nothing less from Heaven, but I have pretty girls lose thefr nothing niorf nor les^ than imagin ing things that had not occurred, nor were ever likely to happen. 'Imagination—I will admit that it gives us all an insight into the high er ideals and meanings of life, that without it life would be hardly worth Mving; but don’t overdo it, or harm will surely come of it. For instance, every girl knows how necessary long consecutive hours of sleep are to beauty and good health. To sleep, we must first relax, first the hands and arms and then the rest of the body, until every muscle Is resting, and then we must relax the mind. We must forgot that there is anything A ' j ' F) A \7 A Thrilling Story of l \ 1 .Dix I Society Blackmailers (Novelized fcy) I -4* -ik . ’ nodded her head. • ie murmured. ■» confessed to me- if i om i l >* borough, now being presented at the Thirty ninth Street Theater, N*»w York. Serial Tights held and copyrighted by international News Service.; TO-1) A Y ? S INST A LLM ENT. "I am her father, Chief Dempster, and T am District Attorney." said Graham fighting an man will ever do for his own. Hut the unasked, un answered question was how far this proud father would fight when he learned the full measure of guilt that he would never believe until it was confessed as the black truth. A man who will defend his woman against the world until she i» driven to con fess the truth—-a man who must be lieve that what he loves is pure and Innocent until she convicts herself out of her own mouth—may find that guilt confessed truth—has the power priest HER RKT MARRTAGE. * There was an absolute huslt of wailing in the room. Amusement wris written on Graham's face- -and a syptlc smile played about the Chief? lips -the game moved fast, indeed! Defying the world for her if ne ?d be. in exalted triumph Holbrook took Aline into his arms. She crept into •their sanctuary—and watchc^l with trustful joy, the while he threw up uis head in challenge—and cried in joyous triumph: •THERK IS A DAW THAT PRO TECTS EI TO KI i hi U SB A N D « > R WIFE FTC >M T E S T 1 R Y INIJ AGAINST THE OTHER —IS THERE NOT?" The other men slowly nodded. “WELD, THE... GENTLEMEN, YOU’LL GET NOTHING FROM EITHER OF US, FOR THIS LADY IS MY WIFE!" Gordon Graham feit in a flash that this was why he had not liked Alin S Science S A Geological Aristocrat Who Has Outlived His Time By GARRETT ?. SERVISS. to puench the flame of love that the 'world man ”—because he had felt in world’s suspicion has only fanned 1 Holbrook the possibility for Just sucii higher. Justice and duty were Gor- ‘ clandestine sneaking of what he don Graham's fetish; his oath to his j wanted. And Chief Dempster hard- country bound him; what would he, ; ened in his conviction that these two what must he do, w r hen he found how j were a clever pair who would bear far his daughter had brought herself watching—and watching apart, under the displeasure of the laws of Alin® Paroled. his land? And Father Shannon wondered if "That won't stop me now. I’ll take ever a lie had been told in so noble a this case over your head to the At- { cause. torney General. • * * I arrest j For just one joyous moment Aline 1 hem both," said Dempster, with cold stayed close and warm in the sane- A VHOTOJ* -4*- j*totoio * “The person who gets the most benefit from sleep never dream®, m says Miss Cunningham. 1 he imaginative fcirl goes to bed weary of body, but • lert in mind. She tosses Misj Cecil Cunningham. el*« in the world hut sleep, and al most immediately slnep will come to claim us. But now take the im aginative girl. She Is Weary. you a second Tetrazzini just because you have discovered a way to round out the ugly hollows in your neck and to regulate your entire breathing ap- pa ratus. "If you can control your imagina tion, I can think of no more delight ful thing to possess. It will help to while away many a long, dreary hour; but be careful, it is so apt to control ] YOU, and when you have lost the) from side to side, upper hand, to lead you into paths and finally, where excitement holds sway, and when she does where vour nerves are liable to pla\ all sorts of tricks on you. 1 hope a great many of you will recognize the truth in these few suggestions and allegiance to duty as he saw it "What can you gain by her arrest to-night?" asked Graham ‘‘By a proper examination I’ll get something from him or her.” While the father and the law fosght for the girl, Holbrook had stood pas sively by—watching, watching keen ly for a ray of light through some chink in the armor of the law. Now he threw up his head with a motion of strength he might have learned from some stag in the forest when that creature tossed its head in ani mal supplication to the power of some god of the wild. "Aline," he said in a tone of quiet conviction and power that sent a wave of new strength to the girl who had been cowering against the heavy ta ble where her father fought for her against the merciless ene^ she had evoked. "Aline, there is a law thut will prtoect—us!" The Way Out. ..“US”—how that word carried cam - fort to the girl! He was offering her an absolute partnership—to which he brought everything of faith and ke. - alty and clever determination. He was quietly sharing her burden here before them all. And in another fo ment she would know- how absolutely he was sharing what might befall h.u* for weal or woe! “Let me ask Father .Shannon *ne question, gentlemen? #«ly one, vi'a.i you—no more ’ “FATHER SHANNON, HAS NOT THIS LADY CONFESSED TO YOU HER SECRET MARRIAGE?” Holbrook’s eyes flamed with domi nant purpose. The priest faced him for a moment. There was a moment’s pause—a moment linked with tne great myptetj or one man’s Impelling influence over his fellows. At last Father Shannon turned his eyes from the .<’aptain to the girl. tuary of her lover’s arms—and then In a tone that rumbled through her consciousness with the irresistible power of a car of s'eel on a track of steel! came Chief Dempster’s voice: "You may take the girl home with you, Graham—but she is—my pris oner. Your parole that you will keep her so." In unspeakable agony the father bowed his shamed head. "As for Captain Holbrook—he may •come with me." "Where? Where? Oh, no—it isn’t fair —not him—I ” A line’s voice rose in the shrill stac cato of onrushlng hysteria. “Aline!" commanded Holbrook sternly, while his arms tightened their strength-giving, tender hold. "They are to get nothing from either of us. You are to say no word. Re member—I command you to be si lent.” "I will—my vow—oh. Larry, Lar ry," she murmured, weakly, lying spent and inert in his arms. H ERE again is the war of races— the play of the terrible law that life must live upon life But the antagonists confronting one another in this picture—the little humming-bird, with its defending lance, and t h«e mouse-like creature seeking the eggs—possess a particu lar interest, because one of them is what a French naturalist calls a ’Teve- nat ’; that is to say. a "ghost.” though This unuaual picture ahowa the caenoleatea iurprl»«d while raiding a bird s nest for eggs The mother bird is furiously trying to drive the thieving To Be Continued To-morrow. k-lrep, dreams. did for developing the'neck and slioul tiers—-never mind about your voice- people aro u’fct ex pc ting to find iiH benefit by them. . "She goes to bed weary of body, j but with a mind alert and wide-, awake She plans the doings of the. next day, she remembers with a start a telephone message that she has for gotten to deliver to sonic member of the family, site decides to have a gown made over, and wonders whether or not fur trimming would bo appropri ate. And every minute alio is getting wider and wider awake. She tosses restlessly Dorn side to side, and flnalls when she does fall asleep her rest i* filled with dreams. The per son who gets the most benefit from sleep never dreams. A couple of nights like this, and the girl’s nerves •will be all on edge, she will be half sick, and all because of an over exercised imagination "Imagination has everything to do with ones proper breathing, and 1 will tell you why. Imagining any kind of an experience {days on the nerves, stimulates the heart action, and makes the breath irregular. And when we don’t breathe properlv \ve have hollow chests and sallow skin. ) remember how I disliked having m> gowns cut to show my neck and shoulders when 1 first went on the stage, but now I realize that it is simply revealing the results of ;» good breathing apparatus, and 1 am proud to be able to show what 1 have done for myself. Exercise Vocal Cords. "Exercising the vocal cords is splen- © @ The Manicure Lady By WILLIAM F KIRK. 4 4 WAS reading a poem last night I that was wrote ’ y a gent named Mister Poe." said 'he Manicure Lady. "The name of it was the name of some bird, something like a crow, and, gee! George, that poem made the chills run up and down my spine for fair. 1 think It must be grand to be able to write poems and frighten people.” "1 don't see any class to frighten ing people,".declared life Head Bar- bt r "Why didn't he write something to make them laugh?" "Any clown could do that," said th•? Manicure Lady "But this piece was too hard for a clownf to N-rite. Part of it went. Ah. distinctly 1 remember, it was in the bleak December.’ 1 could see the dead leaves flying wtie.i year. Wilfred wrote some lines on th»' back of a looking glass up to th* house last night. There was a lot ««f paper and a fountain pen in the writ ing desk, but Wilfred noticed that Burns and the other old poets would go around and write lines on window panes and in the front of books, so he has to do the same. These here is the lines he wrote: 1 read them lines. And that mak me think, George, of something that puzzles me a kt of times. W hy is it that a person gets bluer in the fail than in the spring? i try to bv bright anil merry fike a little song bird, but all of a sudden 1 think about how short a time we are .ere. or somebody that died in a railroad wreck, or the Giants In the last World's Senes, and all my happines*. j is shot to pieces. That's the way I am most every fall since I can re member." "1 get that wav. too." said the Head Barber. "All my creditors come around then and tell about that it is going to be a long, hard winter, mu would 1 please kick in with at least part of the amount." "The trees are bare and everywhere— The smell of frost is in the air The mind grows somber as it thinks of winter, and my poor soul shrinks At the thought of wind howling from th- north. Snow drifts, frozen pipes, ami so forth. Each life D Uke a single year-r- First in the soring we happy appear. Then in the summer life we enjoy. And in the' winter we can find no j°y. "It rhymes all right." said the Head Barber, but I can't see no great amount of sense to it." "1 thought it was kind of minor league myself," said the Manicure Lach. "but 1 suppose po*ts has the r off days the same as barbe-s." Anticipation. •it Good All Round Ms aids to good health—and to the strength, comfort and cheerfu 1- ness which depend on the condi tion of health—are the famous. tree He time-tested, safe and speedy BEECHAM’S PILLS Seld everywhere, la box ex. lCXc.. 25c. ain’t no money trouble that me blue in the fall," said the ire Lady. "It must be because the time of year when every - is getting through. Nothing >e more sad to look at than i ithout no leaves on it. but that t your lamps rests on the rn*P- U go for a drive in the park. 1 feels the same way J do about that every dead leaf is !■'• glu*s» ,.f some dead lover. « *f course, 1 don’t take no stock part of It. but he is all t mooning about love and wo all let him have his way up to the house, ause it is wrong to 1 row.- a poet. The old e» n T ; *■ th* on!v one that gets after him but I think down in h’P heart he kind of proud of Wil fred when the noor hov manage? -o ge» ope of « poems In a magazin-v But there I rambling again Vs 1 was saying, th*s :s a blue time of “ Alio, Bill’ 1 ’aven t seen you for i weeks Bill’s pal stopped suddenly. [Then "But wot s wrung, man?" he i asked. "You're lookin’ mighty afredy. Boon ill eh ?" Bill passe*! a horny hands across his J brow. No." he replied. "I ain’t been ill. Tt'» | work wot e doin’ for me—work from 7 In j the mornin' until ti at night, and only j ene hour off Think of it. mate!” "Luinme!" replied the other. "And j '«>" l u g 'eve j on been there " "I air t been there yet,*’ retorted Bill to-morrei." h«* added gloomily, >wl> inouched off Up-to-Date Jokes Daysey Mayme Ap^yer/olks was it is useless to try to tell, because the geological periods cannot be meas ured in centuries. But it was before what <s called the Age of the Great Reptiles. Those giants, coming after it, have all disappeared, leaving their wonderful skeletons in the rocks, and yet this little creature survives, and' shows tne same peculiar set of Jaw that characterized its forefathers in the beginning of time. It recalls that famous royal family of Europe who*© representatives still sit upon thrones and whose facial expression never va ries. MANY I\ AUSTRALIA. A curious fact in connection with Attacking a kumming bird’s nest. ft°t in the ordinary acceptation of that term. It loeks like a mouse, bat is none. It. is a geologiaal survivor, a left-over from the most remote an tiquity, a representative of the infcab- erally recognized popular name. Around Bogota it is called the "raton runcho," or opossum rat. Naturalists name it the caenolestes.’ It lives antojig the upper branches of trees. Hants of this globe millions orf year* j raiding the nests of small birds and By FRANCES L. GARSIDE. A ago. During all* that. reenri<#«s L ty "You naughty, cruel boy!" sAld the very fashionably dressed young wom an. who was taking a stroll in the park, to the urchin whom she found despoiling a bird’s nest. “How can you bo so heartless as to take those eggs? Think of the. poor mother-bird when she comes back and ” "That’s all right, miss," interrupted the boy; "the mot her-bird is dead.” The young woman’s expression re flected disbelief. "How do you know?” she asked, sharply. “ ’Cos I sees ’er on your the reply. was gleam The cabby regarded with of delight the taxi which had broken down, but did not speak. The chauffeur began operating on his machine. He turned, and twist'd if. and banged it. but to no avail, and still the cabby spoke not. Then the chauffeur wiped his brow, and rhe cabby, still with the gleam in his eye, crossed over. " Ere," he exclaimed, grimly, hold ing out his whip. " ’Ere;. yer arc, mis ter. ’it ’im with this." LL the .world’s a stage, and for no performance* is greater care taken to provide fitting and costly special scenery than when a girl expects her beau. For him are provided the newest and most artistic scenic drops: for him the alluring. Illuaioqlzing lights, and for him every skill a girl may command to give a finished and pleasing performance, j Daysey Mayme Appleton had put on [ j all her special scenery. There was a J big easy chair which would make a man J long to stay forever: a lamp with a pink shade that reflected a becoming tint on Daysey Mayme’s face, her most becoming dress, her hair as fluffy as if she had combed it with an egg beater, and a plate of fudge in a melting mood of stickiness. The stage* was set for 7:30, and Day sey Mayme with a set smile on her lace sat waiting for the audience and the performance to begin. He had not appeared when the clock struck eight; no word had been received from him when the clock struck nine, and at ten Daysey Mayme, with her hair beginning to show need of the egg beater and the squares of fudge melt ing into a sticky mass, turned out the light, retired to her room and took off her special scenery with eyes filled wita tears. Every woman's morning attire is a proof that all wash goods fade. Daysey Mayme on the morning following her disappointment wore a calico dress that gave • no hint of its original color, her complexion was still on the dresser and her hair was divided sharply into little rectangular plots like a newly laid out suburban tract, with a wall of hair over a curler in the center of each tract. She was looking like the wash on the kitchen clothesh<»rse and feeling as vi- ginger ale left H lapse ef , time ^ it * has *re characteristics ef its|tncester’sd^who«o tombs are more ancient than tkehBls^ If length of pedigree and rarity||Of connections are marks of aristocracy, this animal must rank as one of the bluest-blooded of the earth’s inhab itants. It dwells in Central America, but Is so seldom seen even by the In dians who haunt the woods of Colom bia and Ecuador that it has no gen- kewping itself secluded from observa tion. as if it felt that it does* not be long too the age in whicli it finds it self. > ITS ANTECEDENTS. J To the unscientific eye there is noth ing remarkable in its appearance. Su( here outside looks go for nothing. The naturalist finds that the caeno lestes possesses anatomical character istics that it’must have retained since Triassic times. How long ago that the caenolestes is that other antmals of a similar kind have survived in much greater variety in Australia, a continent that is as remarkable for its curious animals as for its singular j situation, away off by itself. Geolo- s»*ts believe that before, and partly ! <VuM,ng Triassic times, a„great eonti- :>swtal arm united Australia and South ! Anwica. Then, perhaps, the ances- ' toss of the caenolestes lived in all j portions of the huge continent that thus forn>ed. but after the con vulsion that separated America ffom’ Australia occurred the descendants of Ci*se animals rapidly died out in America, leaving finally only the rar© little creature that we have described to make war upon the humming bird! of the tropics. That is a good story which has been old about Cecil Rhodes and the but? tons of his jacket. \ habit with him was to make a particular coat so much a favorite that he would "ear it every day. One coat which had been through this ordeal he sent nt last to the tailor to be cleaned and mended, and he got back the repl> ' \Ye regret that aH we can do with the garment is to make a new coat to match the buttons' "as f a i rl > i\ It WHS jubilant hubby’s Mrs. Newlywed over her first p: duty to sample ft. “S’our mother never baked your fath er a pie like that, did she. darling?' said she. as poor hubby tried to eat it •Xc still ai •r» r ve and hearty rephe "Father Begin as ht Her Vendetta. in th. e tin rv you were not ■vemng I received no Mis Tiptop l an j h\ m> reception la AGs Highup tcoi invitation Mrs Dpt op <with sffepted surprise) j Indeed ? It must a\e miscarried I . had among m> guests three foreign counts. Mrs Highup - So that .- where they i ’ver©» I desired to rrgag® them last ”\’es." said the "1 ve no doubt you hunting experience abroad " ! have, indeed Buffalo hunting' g man, e great travels \ r< And bear hunting "Of course ' "Well,, you let my w* intlng experiences Then \ou'll beg. n to excitement is " 1 v.'U hOlISe u» traVe 5 what rea 1 l' «upper, but me they were yment agent "You are absolutely impossible. Kil ler." said the mistress or The house who was a noTorious faultfinder ’] tho’ig v t you sa‘d you w er* a lady’s raid ” "Aro «« ? ma air * alruiy r* Hied f he g i, "until 1 ianie to work vacJous as a bottle of uncorked since day before yesterday, when the doorbell rang and she an swered it. There stood the man for whom the stage had been set the night before! In the semi-darkness of the hall he began an explanation of how he had been de layed by a wreck on the road, which explanation ended with a yell of terror and Ids sudden plunge down the hail and out the door when the parlor was reached and he had caught a look at Daysey Mayme. It is a rare misfortune for which re dress may not be sought in suing a railroad, and the farmer who loses a scrubby, puny calf and sues for the val ue of an imported black-faced Hereford is not the only one who sees exagger ated post-mortem values and opportu nities. Daysey Mayme also saw exaggerated post-mortem values and opportunities, and has brought suit against the rail road for SO.000 fiir the l*»ss of a possible road for $80,000 for the loss of a possible husband! His Sense of Humor. MI1S morning I woke up in my npHIS little white bed with the thought that something out of the ordinary was going to happen. My little French clock was ticking vigorously out in the den on niv desk, the pink and white pillows on the couch were rumpled up just as I had left them last night—and suddenly I remembered Dr, Hammond was com ing down ana I was quite excited. I was curious, and I did think he was adorable w’hen he told me quite plainly that he was coming down to see me. I guess girls are all the same. We all like the stormed-in-a- eastle feeling that some men use to ward us quite as a matter of fact. That was this morning, and now here I am in the library reflecting « n the good and bad nossibilities of my latest caller. It isn’t as if I had the chance to put out my hand and take him—that would be absurd on my part It’s jusjt to be able to me£t any kind «Ono of tli comrade. Amos Stillman, in actual fighting service. ldier. sens liaracterist-ics of my oki J was bravery saiii the old Nnotber characteristic was a mor which stood him in gofM.1 stead, even m the face of danger, amt contributed not a little to the gay- eiy of his comrades. "At the ha111 ♦» of Cold Harbor, just before making the charge and while un der the (’onfederate fire, our corporal, who wa*- more than 6 fee' high, and scarcely bigger around than a gun hat rei. bee®rn® e\• !*e»1 a« the enemy's bul lets mewed up the earth ab^ut him •* 'What kind of * place is this to keep a man in'*’ he demanded abso lutely without protection" He had no T«r» Thar, spoken when Private Atfllman stu« i. hi* ramrod ini fh° ground ’ ‘Her©, aral. he. you. of a difficulty that might arise "You’re the strangest girl,” he said to me to-night. "Why am I strange?” 4 1 answered. “You might not like me to tell you,” he said. “Yes. 1 would; please go on." “Well, T can’t quite make you our. You are a combination of frivolity and seriousness that is quite enough \-j keep anyone guessing." "Are any of the ~ like me?” I said, flippantly, "and "liv am I frivo lous?" Some Plain Truths. “Well. no. to your first question, al though I have n pretty good time with them. And why are you frivolous' Because you like to dress well, and everything you wear is out of the ordinary." "Not very good proof." I rejoined "T don’t see why T have to be dubbed frivolous for that. How would you ike to hear a few- things about your self?" He laughed. "Well. In the flr«t place." I went on, “you are conceited. 1 think the nurses spoil you. In th© second place, you are somewhat self ish: you do only what you like to do and in the third place, you really ARK nice." "Well, that’s something like.” said eagerly, pulling his chair closer; "no" let’s gel down to business.” "Business?” 1 queried politely, and he laughed. "Gee. you ARE different." he sail again, running his fingers through his hair in a funny, boyish way h** ’ I believe you said that before." I said, demurely, drawing awa\ from th«* hand »hat was suddenly arretch'1 out for mine And then I knew that I real!' did like him "I’m afraid." I said, severely, “th.it tho.«» nurses snoji you wore® than ev> n I imagined. You realh n»ed some ver\ *ei ere dtr- iplin* I think T sh ill being right now." And I did, :f stern. lv repulsing all his advances meant severe discipline. I guess he liked me as well as the nicest nurse, too, if I wouldn't say good-night in the “proper way.” I’m not fond of having people touch me anyway, but I sup pose the right one WOULD make a difference. But how am 1 to know when the right one does come along, and when the right time comes and all the other hundred and one things that one has to know. I suppose? Anyway, I don’t think he's a bit seri ous with me. "Come and see me again.” I said, as he was leaving. "You haven’t been so very nice to me." he answered. "Don’t tell me that you have to be bribed, and do you still think I’m very strange*'" Not Changed. I haven’t changed my opinion of you at all.” he said, decidedly. "And still I have my illusions,” I interrupted, rather breathless!'-. “What do you mean?” he said, his fingers tightening on mine. "Nothing at all.” I said, drawing back; "that will give you something to thing about." "Till next time," he said, under his breath. And then the door closed, and 1 went slowly upstairs. My pink iamp was lighted in the den and mv clock was ticking just as it had been " hen I woke up in the morning. T brushed back a lock of hair, reflectively, and m\ hand had that same funnv medi cine smell. Then I curled up among the pink and white pillows of n -v couch and had a good think A new type dog has just been dis covered. It is called a golf retriever, and is to be found on the Horsenden Hill golf course. He is one of the most familiar figures on the links and takes an almost human interest in the play. At the tee he stands like a. sentinel. If his master foozles he barks disgustedly. If the shot is a good one he goes after the ball as fast as he can, and stands on guard over the ball until his master comes along for life next shot. The latest thing in eccentric en tertainments has been devised by E. T. Stotesbury, a banker, who gave a supper party at Philadelphia, when chattering monkeys mingled with th* guests, while talking parrots were perched on the brancho9 of real orange trees arranged round the room During the evening the monkeys dis tinguished themselves by tearing up some priceless orchids. The elaborate policy of insurance devised for airmen was described in an action between an insurance com pany and the French pilot Vedrines- For the loss of a lower limb, two- thirds of the amount payable on death is allowed; for the loss of an arm. half the amount; for permanent in jury to the face, such as the loss of an eye. a quarter, and for the loss of a finger, a twentieth. Bothered by Catarrh, Bronchitis, Asthma, Head or Chest Colds Try the New External Treat ment—Relieves by Inhalation and Absorption. No Stomach Dosing. I* or years w** have been dosing ourselves to euro cold troubles, de spite the fart that vapor treatments are quicker and do not disturb the stomach. The trouble has been that 'he old methods of administering these vapors such as vapor lamps, •re . Tver* very cumbersome. Vick’s ■Yap-O-Rubi' Croup and Pneu monia Salve contains Menthol. Thv- mol. Eucalyptol. 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