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ATINEES and club meetings start all over in autumn
M and call for a waist like this of white or flesh-col
ored Georgette crepe. The deep collar and revers em
broidered by hand give a becoming softness of effect.
The Falal Ring
(Novelized from the photoplay, “The
Fatal Ring.”) ‘
By Fred Jackson.
(Copyright, 1917, by Fred Jackson, all
rights reserved.) .
EPISODE 9.
HE only bright spot in the whole
T series of adventures was her
interest in Tom Carleton and
his very evident interest in her.. She
knew that it was not only his repor
torial nose for news that sent him
prying into whatever adventure in
volved her. \
With woman’s intuition, she sensed
his growing regard for her—his in
creasing susceptibility to her influ
ence. And she smiled contentedly
enough as she thought about that.
Tom Comes to Call. ‘
A night’s rest restored her atterf
her varied adventures, and when shel
had bathed and dressed and descend
éd to the drawing room her eyes
lighted with satisfaction as she
found Hom Carleton there patiently
waiting for her. He had come over
an hour before and had remained
pacing the floor, determined to see
her, but equally determined not to
disturb her.
“Well,” he said, approvingly, as
she advanced and put both her hands
in his, “you don’t look any the worse
for the nightmares you lived through
last night. I must admit that.”
“I never felt better in my life,
Thomas,” she replied, with an ador
able air of comeradie. ‘lt isn't ex
citement and danger that destroys
one; it is sitting still and doing
nothing. I've grown years younger
since this diamond business began.”
“Well, I've grown years older sincel
I was first involved,” Tom answered
her emphatically.
“Poor Thomas! Was he afraid of
being killed?” asked Pearl sympa
thetically.
“Not at all. I'm not at all worried
about myself. It's your welfare that
concerns me,” he answered. This
morning I discovered two gray hairs
at my left temple.”
“Dear me,” murmured Pearl, dim
pling.
‘“Both due to worrying over you
last night when we got out of that
beastly house in the country and
found no trace of you—and when
the chauffeur said you were blinded
and that Carslake had got hold of
you—and when I found you—sense
less—behind that table.”
Pearl’s blue eyes widened as they
rested upon him.
“You are a good friend to me, Tom
Hair On Limbs
DeMiraele
MOTHER’S FRIEKD
Expectant Mothers
ORGIAN S MACGAZINE-PAGHE
‘THIS is the tailored waist to wear with a suit; when
the coat is off, the double-breasted front makes it
look more like a dress than like a separate waist. It is
of radium silk, blue with inlaid pieces of tan silk, or it
may be had in all black.
Who’s Who in the Thrilling New Film
Pearl Standish ................. Pearl White
Richard Carslake ............. Warner Oland
The High Priestess ............Ruby Hoffman
Micholas BROX '...................8ar1e Pous
Tom Carleton Ve s e divie os sv 4 JRNOREY Claell
Carleton,” she said, reaching out her
hand to him again, “and I do appre
ciate you. Good friends are rare.”
He colored as he took her hand,
pressed it hurriedly and released it.
“l wish you’'d take the first avail
able steamer to Spain and get out
of this whole mess for good and all,”
he cried wistfully. ‘“Please do. Il
see the High Priestess and give her
back the setting and say that Cars
lake has the diamond. Tl'll ask her
kindly to turn her attention to him.”
“No, Tom,” replied Pearl, shaking
her head. “The violet diamond is the
key to a dangerous secret. That se
cret it is my business to find and
destroy. You know how lawless these
Arabs are now. Phink what a men
ace they would be, possessed of the
power of death which they are seek
ing.”
Tom nodded. p
“T know, but why should you risk
your life to thwart them?”
“What better use could I make of
my life?” she aslked, simply.
He looked at her wistfully.
“Can you think of no better use?
Have you no other interest? Has noi
other passion come into your life tol
take the place of this mad adven-'
ture ”
She was a little puzzlad, not quite
sure that he meant what she thought
he meant,
“What other interest do you mean?”
she asked. i
He stared at her—and turned slow
ly away.
“Nothing—never mind,” he said,
and moved to the window and there
stood staring out. |
A Strange Picture. i
Pearl gazed after him, thoughtfully,
and a little tenderly, but he did not‘
observe this. Abstractedly, he drew
out his watch and, opening the back
Household Suggstions
Ammonia in warm water will revive
faded colors, and it will remove grease
spots on rugs and carpets.
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To remove fresh paint from clothing
use turpentine or naptha; old paint
responds to naptha alone; use naptha
or turpentine out of doors, as it is in
flammable as well as explosive.
* - *
Silver or gold jewelry may be satis
factorily cleaned by adding a teaspoon
ful of ammonia to a _cup of water and
applying with a rag,
* * -
After washing flannel or woolen goods
dry them as quickly as possible, pre
ferably in a fairly strong wind. This
will go a long way towards preventing
them from shrinking.
Be Sure to See Pearl White in “The Fazal Ring’’—Read the Story Here Each Day
A SERIAL OF MYSTERY, |
LOVE AND ROMANCE |
of it, he gazed down into the case,
sadly. This action was not lost on
Pearl. She rose and crossed the room
on tiptoe. She looked over his shoul
der, expecting to see some pictured
likeness of herself—some reproduction
cut from the pages of a newspaper or
illustrated magazine. g
But the face that gazed up at her
from the back of his watch was
strange to her—the face of a very
beautiful young girl whom she did
not know.
Her expression altered. With diffi
culty she forced back an exclamation
of astonishment and—opain!
Had he a fiancee to whom he was
bound—or a wife? Was there some
other girl to whom he owed alle
giance? Was this the reason'for his
hurried stifling of the things that had
been almost on his lips.
As softly as she had drawn near to
him she retreated. There was a dull
ache at her heart—a new sort of pain
that she had never felt before. Heart
breaking had been her especial busl-;
ness heretofore. She had reserved the
privilege of insipring unrequited pas
sions. To suffer the same experience
at the hands of somebody else was a
thing she had never contemplated.
And she did not like it.
She sank into a big chair with her
back toward him, a faint frown in her
eyes.
Tom Makes an Offer.
“Well,” said Tom suddenly, turn
ing from the window and coming to
ward her, “I hoped I could influence
you, but if I can’t, I suppose I can
do nothing but stand by and hope for
the best. I'm all against this violet
diamond business, but you know
where to find me if you want me.
And you know you can count on me,
at any time, for anything.
(To Be Continued Tomorrow.)
To remove grease from carpets, mix
fuller’s earth and magnesia together in
equal proportions by scraping and
pounding. Form this into a paste with
hot water and spread on the spots. The
next day brush it off, and, if necessary,
repeat the process.
* * .
Before driving a nail through a piece
of wood, push it through a cake of hard
soap. You may find that it will then
g 0 through the wood without amy trou
ble and will not split it.
* * -
To clean knife handles or any bone
article, it is a good plan to use salt
and lemon juice. First rub the article
well with lcmon juice and then with
salt. This will remove stains and grease
spots.
WEDNESDAY, SEPT. 5, 1917.
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- The Other Woman
é A SERIAL OF INTIMATE APPEAL g
Louise Gets Some Bad News When She Learns the
Reason Why Jack Did Not Meet Her.
By Virginia Terhune Van De ‘
Water, | |
CHAPTER XXII.
(Copyright, 1917, Star Company.)
€6 H!” I exclaimed, too sur-
O priced to be tactful. “Are
you here still?"*
The words were brusque, but Mrs.
Hampton did not appear hurt. Per
haps she knew that I had no intention
of wounding her. |
“I did not expect to be here until
your return,” she said. *“But, dear,
Jack has not been well.” |
We were now in the inner hall, and
I stopped abruptly.
“Jack!” I ejaculated. ‘“He has not
been well? He did not tell me. What
was the matter with him?”
Even now I thought that Jack was
at the office, and I added: ‘“He ought
not to be out in this storm if he is not
well.”
She laid her hand on my arm and
smiled reassuringly.
“He is not out, dear Louise, but in
his room.”
The truth flashed upon me. ‘“He is
ill?” I demanded breathlessly.
“Now, my child, don’t be fright
ened,” she soothed. *“He is not really
ill, although he has had a sharp at
tack of ptomaine poison. But he is
much better now—only weak still.”
1 waited {o hear no meowre. Brush
ing past her, I ran into the bedroom.
There lay Jack, very pale, but smil
ing and holding out his hands to me.
“Welcome home, little wife!"” he ex
claimed.
I was at his side in a moment, and
my arms were about him.
“Darling! darling!” 1 gasped. “You
have been ill, and I never knew it.
Why didn’t you send for me?”
“Why should I have spoiled your
visit?” he said, patting my cheek and
laughing unsteadily. *“I knew Yyou
would be here today, and mother was
taking care of me. She and the doc
tor said there was no need of fright
ening you—that I would be ‘all right
in a few days. And I am much bet
ter now, and am going to get up to
morrow.”
“It was my right to be with you,
Jack,” I insisted.
“Of course it was your right,” he
agreed. “But it would have been self
iish to send for you just because I
longed for you. And mother nursed
me beautifully., You know she has
been used to looking after me ever
since T was a baby; so it comes easy
to her.”
Louise Is Angry.
Again he laughed, but a fierce jeal
ousy kept me from smiling.
“She should have sent for me at
cnce,” 1 reiterated. |
“Oh, Louise, that would not have‘
been a kind thing to do,” my husband
protested. “I suggested it at first;
then mother and I talked about it with
the doctor, and we decided to spare‘
you the anxious journey. |
“And suppose you had been worse—
and I away?” I demanded. ‘
“You would have been summoned
immediately,” he asserted firmly.
“And too late, perhaps,” I muttered.
He did not hear this, and I was
glad he did not. I would not distress
him further. He was not strong
The Rebound
MAN is as great as his rebound.
A Blessed is rebound.
The more I look on at the fas
cinating panorama called life the more
am I comnvinced that the quality of
buoyancy is a supreme one.
Every man stumbles. Every man falls,
Every man is bruised in the fall. But
the man who is worth while picks him
self up, grins at the hurt, and goes on.
That is a good salesman who, having
opened his sample case only to close it
again without a sale all morning, sets
out in the afternoon forcing a whistle,
and makes himself believe that it is the
beginning of the day, after all, and
makes several good sales.
That playwright was a good one, who,
when his first play was closed after
four days’ consecutive run in New York,
burned the notices of the critics, so
that the sight of them wouldn’t burn
too deeply into his heart, and began a
new play. The new play ran for four
years and made him rich.
What kind of a general would hé be
who, being beaten in one battle, never
fought another? Yet that is what the
quitters in life do.
A woman who was the nominee for a
high office in woman clubdom was
beaten the other day. I telephoned, say
ing: “I congratulate you on the
strength you showed yesterday. At the
next election you will win."” She an
swered: ‘‘Thank you. That is just the
way I feel about it. I have found a
great deal of happiness in the way my
friends stood by me. It is worth being
beaten to find out how true my friends
are.’”” That was rebound.
A man was defeated for Congress. He
told me that the morning after the
election he rose early and went out on
the veranda of his home and squared
his shoulders and breathed deeply of
the champagne-like air of his native
mountains., “I never felt 8o sure of
myself nor =o confident that I would yet
win,”” he said. Of course he did win.
That spirit always does. He has re
bound.
The more a man is like india rubber
enough to be argued with. So I
kissed him, took off my hat and coat,
and when I had washed my face and
hands and smoothed my hair I felt
steadier in nerves. Yet in my heart
1 was angry with my mother-in-law.
Mrs. Hampton had not followed me
into my husband’s room. When Jack
and I had chatted for a few minutes
he mentioned his mother.
“Call her in here, darling, won’t
you,” he requested. ‘‘She has been
so good to me that I do not want to
seem to ignore her now that you are
here.”
I did not demur. Going to the door,
I called Mrs. Hampton., “Jack wants
you,” I added.
She came only as far as the open
door. :
“Now that Louise is here, darling
boy,” she began, ‘“you are sure to
have good care—so I think I would
best run on home at once and leave
you with the dear little wife. I am
so glad—"
“You certainly will not go yet,”™
Jack interrupted. “You must stay
until you have had your dinner. I
can not come to the table, so you and
Louise will keep each other from be
ing lonely. The idea of your propos
ing to go away without dinner after
all the care you have taken of me!
You would make us both seem in
grates, mother!”
He glanced at me expectantly.
“Of course, you must stay, Mrs.
Hampton,” 1 seconded my husband’s
orders. “It would be ridiculous for
you to leave now. And I want to
thank you, too, for the care you gave
Jack. I appreciate it ahd am very
grateful.”
His Mother Protests.
- She flushed., ‘“Please don’'t thank
me,” she began, then checked her
self as if on the verge of a protest
which she thought it best not to ut
ter. *“lt was a great joy for me to
be with Jack,” she supplemented,
rather awkwardly. ‘“He has always
been a good patient.”
“I can well believe it,” I rejoined,
“although I have never had the op
portunity of taking care of him. It
is, perhaps, just as well that you were
here when he was ill, for you un
‘doubtedly knew better than I what
‘to do for him. A wife is much less
‘essentlal in a sickroom than a mother
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Jack did not, or would not, see that
I was chagrined by my mother-in
law’s failure to summon me to his
bedside. Men are dense in such mat
ters. It is fortunate sometimes that
they are.
“Mother ought to know what to do
for me when I am ill,” he remarked,
as if ignoring any ulterior motive in
my speech. “I gave her a good bit
of practice in nursing me through
various ailments when I was a kid.
She served an apprenticeship in that
line.”
His mother smiled at him affec
tionately. ‘“Yes,” she assented, ‘“you
were a rather delicate little chap, but
you have had very little ill health
since you were grown.”
Jennie, announcing dinner at this
moment, spared any of us the neces
sity of further discussion of the sub
ject.
(To Be Continued.)
Written by
ADA PATTERSON.,
the more certain he is to get on. He will
win in the commercial battle and in
tha tstrong and masterful adaptation of
himself to circumstances that is happi
ness.
. We all have moods, slumps in affairs
lund in spirit, and are visited by dark
ldespond. But if we are as loath to en
tertain worry as we would be to take
‘poison into the body—and one is as hurt
ful as the other—we will bid that un.
invited visitor begone.
Happy is the man who is born with
that quality of rebound. But if he
‘hasn’t it he can develop it within him
self.
He can, as Henry Van Dyke advised,
“Live as much as he can in body and
spirit in God's great out-of-doors."” He
can keep his soul serene amidst storms.;
He can learn to pick himself up and
smile. ?
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AR A S
In point of geographical elevation
Madrid is the highest city in Europe.
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The value of otters is fully recognized
by the Chinese, who u;aln them to fish.
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Stockings first came into use in the
eleventh ceantury. Before that time it
was customary to swathe the feet with
bandages.
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The exprassion to *“take the cake’ is
said to be derived from negro dances
where a cake is the reward of the deft
est performer.
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Last year 50,000 miles of cinema film
passed through the United States Cus
tom House.
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A secret method of obtaining a kind
of flour from wood is being used in
Germany,
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Amber is considered to be solidified
‘r(-sin of extinct coniferous trees, some
times inclosing insects, pine needles, etc.
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By Mary Ellen Sigsbee.
E parents have a great deal to learn, for we
‘x’ are still but children of a larger growth our
selves. From sheer necessity we have ac
juired some worldly wisdom, but the main difference
setween us and our children is only size and strength
still.
The conclusion which the average child draws from
‘he average parent is that “might makes right,” in
spite of amiable instruction to the contrary. Con
sistency is not a usual parental virtue. There is a
simple directness about a child’s logic that teaches
him more about actualities in the first eight years of
his life than in all the rest of it combined. We can
fool some people, but we can't fool our children.
The above picture illustrates a very common form
of parental inconsistency. What we have laughed at
in a child of 3 or 4 we punish in a child of 5
or 6. From this the child may learn a very valu
able lesson in self-effacement; but he will learn, at
the same time, several unflattering things about us
—things from which he may deduce much worldly
wisdom, but not that knowledge of the right and true
which we would have him learn.
This little boy finds it hard to be among a group of
Pity the Blind
By Jane McLean.
HE room was thickly clouded with the smoke
T Of many cigarettes, glasses were filled
And drained, and filled again, and no one spoke
Save but to cause a laugh. Perfumes distilled
From choicest flowers hung heavy on the air,
And jeweled women under shaded lights
Prattled to men of bridge scores, things to wear,
Of cabarets and dance-enamoured nights.
Outside, a shimmering sea of silver grain
Stirred softly underneath a magic moon,
The wind was fragrant with a hint of rain,
And swept the summer evening like a tune.
And while they talked of clothes and growing stout
The garden languished and the stars burned out.
Short Stories of Interest
} Capturing Monkeys. |
The most perilous job that any one
}cl.n undertake in the jungle is the cap
‘ture of a full-grown gorilla. It is said
‘that no gorilla has ever been captured
alive after he was full grown. He
'would be a bold man who would attempt
‘such a feat. Gorillas fear nothing.
Even when mortally wounded they show
an agility, strength and ferocity which
is astonishing. A famous traveler once
stated that it would take 150 men to
‘hold down a gorilla with any degree of
safety.
- On the other hand, all other apes are
pathetically easy to capture. The usual
lmethod is for a trapper to seat himself
where he is certain to be observed by
}these creatures and pretend to drink
from a bottle of crude spirits. When
‘“grown-ups” unless he can be the center of attentions
He had been “shown off” and laughed at a great
in his short life. For yéars his mother’s conv ’
has been largely about the funny things that he has
said and done. He has a desperate longing to con
tinue at the same pinnacle of fame to which he was
apparently born, but from which he seems destined
to be thrust through no fault of his. w 0
He can not understand the changing point of view
in the people about him. His intentions are all good.
He really feels that he must be falling below his nofv!
mal standard if he can no longer amuse and entertain
these friends.
He notes his mother's growing sternness on such
occasions, but, believing that her disapproval must be
mainly with the character of his entertainment, he
redoubles his efforts—and finally goes too far even
for an indulgent mother, There is no mistaking her
anger this time. He is ordered out of the room—
away from the cakes and tea. His heart is bumflg;
with passionate resentment. But he won't ‘ery—not
before them. He is far too proud for that. He goes
away as he is bidden and, lying on his stomach under
the porch, he thinks it all over.
With his thoughts the tears begin to fall slowly,
one by one. He remembers—yes, he is sure he does
—why, his mother kissed his little dimpled hands for
that only last year,
'he is sure that he has been observed,
‘he leaves the bottle and goes away.
The moment his back is turned the
‘monkeys rush to appease their curiosity
concerning the contents of the bottle.
‘They like the taste of the spirits, and
iquarrel among themselves for it till the
‘bottle has been emptied. They are soon
overcome by the intoxicant, and the
trapper returns and gathers them up.
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Wonders of Constantineple.
Constantinople is the richest gem in
the Turkish Empire. The Green Vaults
of Constantine, situated within the
grounds of the Old Seraglio, contain
more gold and jewels than any other
building in the city. How Salem I. ever
brought these treasures from Pegsia
‘baffles the imagination. Hans Ander
sen declared that Constantinople was
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the finest capital in Europe, but since
that time the city has suffered severely
from fires, and the one which occurred
in 1865 turned the name by which the
Sultan’s Government is known into a
misnomer. s
Before the war the old wooden bridge
which spans the Golden Horn between
Stamboul and Pera was looked upon as
one of the sights of the world. Twice
every vear it witnessed the passage of
the pilgrims from the Asiatic provinces
to Mecca, and the varying social char
acteristics of these travelers, combined
with their widely differing costumes
and colors, made the scene one of rare
interest. But the Turk is learning to
adopt European ways, and the old Turk
ish houses are giving place to modern
villas.
Cocoanut Oil Makes
A Splendid Shampoo
If you want to keep your hair in
good condition, be careful what you}
wash it with. :
Most soaps and prepared sham-|
poos contain too much alkali. This}
iries the scalp, makes the hair brit-}
le, and is very harmful. Just plain
nulsified cocoanut oil (which is pure
ind entirely greaseless) is muchj
)etter than the most expensive soap
r anything else you can use 0]
shampooing, s this can’t possibly
njure the hair.,
Simply moisten your hair with wa.
er and rub it in. One or two tea
ipoonfuls will make an abundance
f rich, creamy lather, and cleanses|
he hair and scalp thoroughly. he|
itter rinses out easily and o |
noves every particle of dust, dirt
landruff and excessive oil. The hais
ries quickly and evenly, and i#i
:aves it fine and silky, bright, fluffy
nd easy to manage. -
You can get mulsified cocoanut’ol
t most any drug store. It is ver
heap, and a few ounces is enoug
» last everyone in the family for
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