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The Evening World Daily Magazine, Friday, February 28, 1908. silat la tlelalatalaal fl | THE NEW EAST By Clara Morris ‘Author of “Stage Life,” “A Pasteboard Crown,” and Others. He (Copyrtatited, 1907, by Clara Morris.) SYwoPms OF PRECEDING CHAPTERS. of Dr. Philip Keith, Sees ite De, ek js though innocent, she is made to at_fault, and Re, believes her Having escaped, is returning when her train is wrecked, motte Injures und ts disfigured for li ‘an offiwal blunder she is thous ead. Philip merries his wart, OF arr, ‘Daphne's Iittle boy and girl are for: idden to mention their pactne a ae ol . Keith, Philip’ prenate er, is the ramly Delleves. them! csaseaa Sate yer ra later, di Calling hersel ea 8 position, aa ov. aren. The Profesao FEMS fer "eecret, but respects it) Ollve ts jou at the children's devotion to tho verness, but Phillp to diecharg: mew comer. One nigst 4 cook, comes to Daphne’ ine. She se Dap! Ge end tr olds &_ hol Daphne bess wecret. ‘one wife innocent. @2 an old woman, ai Varide,"” Daphne’ se rithout for, thinking she hist as CHAPTER XV. (Continued.) Disguised! whose ghost?” asked Olive Keith. But the Gia woman iooked eullenly at Lop ghost’s a ghost. Never mind the name.” “Granddad,” eaid the doctor, “send these women up to their rooms again. Bee here, Clutterbuck, you've been put- ting too much brandy in the sauces and ples—that's where your ghost comes from. But what brought vou here to this room, if you were sick?’ “T went to your room, sir, but all was black and quiet, and, seeing a Mgnt under Mrs Varide's door, I thought I would ask her for some drops, or some- thing, and not disturb you, sir." Oh, all right! Watt here while I run Gownstairs for something to ease that pain.” In Peril. ‘As he left the room Olive, entering, gave a little start, Madame’s long hair was sipping down beneath the head sbawl. Her bright eyes srew Madame felt her mocking eaze wondered if another weak spot had bee found in her make-up—she was © thorns. Then Mrs. Keith spoke: ‘You are very original in the treatment of your hatr, | front back Madame; worn so str: Deautifully curled in women reverse the order. “A-ah?" interrogated Ma have the interest always in matters. It ts a youthful quality would surely not add to the dixnit @€ a middle-aged teacher of chil'ren t swear of the curls like a madaimoise This ‘bandeline,’" taking up a wid, mouthed bottle from bureau, “that holds the hair so straight costs mais, it costs much. To use it all the hair would be to beggar me. Does Madame Keith take further Interest in the subject?’ The coverness’s subsery- fent, respectful attitude contradicted the sarcastic words. “Olive! Oh, Olive!’ called the doctor. “Come down here and help me a mo- menti"—and with flushed face and snapping eyes she left the room and Gescended the stairs, passing the Pro @eanor, who was nervously walking the bel For the moment the two women were alone “Thenk you,” whispered Daphne. “Oh, thank you for your silence, Clut- That honest creature rocked back and forth distressedly and groaned: “Why are you here in these duds? Puttin’ yerself on a footin’ with ser- wants? Ie it because of your spotled face? Why, all the body of yer is as lovely as a marble figure. And your Bair ts @ crown of glory! Put on your own clothes and claim yer rights! And turn down the treacherous young eat that tried for yer place long be- fore yer left it!" “No, Clutterbuck, you do not under- stand. I do not mean to trouble any one, If Iam left lone use, 1 could not live without the sight of my enildren. I was almost mad with long- ing, before this chance came to me A new thought had come to Chuitter- buck that brought a scowl to her face. “A—and what ‘come-by-chance’ was ft that I follered to grave, matain or was it an empty box'I shed my tears ent” Discovery! “No, Clutterbuck, do not grudge the tears you shed. You followed to the grave a good and worthy woman who had found the world beautiful but very hard and cr: God rest her soul!” “Amen,” answered the serving-wom- an, and stopped speaking at Daphne's gesture of warning at an approachinc step. ‘Twas the doctor with a poultice tn one hand, and a calming draught In the other. “Come, old Indy, get back te your room. And after you take this night-oap, we']l clap on this poultice— ft f, own sister to the one that half- cooked vou a month ago, And you go e@asy on the cooking brandy, or you'll be seeing worse things than hosts Liveller things, and moro of them! Good nignt, Madame Varide, I hope that this time you may get a chance to gest. BAe two mut of the room, Madame Yocked tne door, and as she faced about ‘@he saw the opposite door was ajar. ‘With wildly beating heart she ap- Proachea, and in the aperture, holding hard to the door-knob, stood little May her email face gleaming white from the @ark clouding hair, her blue eyes wide and wha. “My God—for how long?” agonized the woman, as she opened her arms to the silent figure that sprang to her, Wrapping slender arms about her neck, While all the slim body shook aspen- Uke, And seeing the light in the wide eyes growing brighter and ever brighter, the | woman asked herself, or—rapture?” She asked no qiestton: Phila back to herbed and knelt caress- fag her to calmness and to sleep. QT ae me nee nn ae “Is this fright, only led the 3% x cd LYNN ea 3 | | laid her weary head upon the pillow, | whe asked again, “How long, my God, how long had she been standing there?” | -—— | CHAPTER XVI. A ‘‘Lost Paradise.” | NE morning the air was so balmy, O the sunshine so tempting, #6 springlike, the governess had| left May, Uttle Phil and Scissors to en- joy an extra fifteen minutes in the park, while she returned to make preparatory s in the schoolroom, She smiled a bit contemptuously as she glanced up at the old Keith hou. without window boxes, with curtaina awry and shades at various levels, prasses dull, and bite of straw and paper left littering the small grass: plot—"A house, like a looking-glass, re- flects its mistress"—she murmured, Bhe ascended the stairs, Pref. Keith following her. As she began to Jay out the copy books, pengils, pens end ink she remarked: “You did not then go to Boston to see! the wonderful intaglio at the museum? When you drove away yesterday I fancied you longing and conquered all | resistance?” you mean ‘The Triumph of tus at Actlum'—it must be won- It may be that it dates from the third century before Christ, and it's) —but there, my errand was a different one, and I have a word to say to you about {t while we are alone.” He caine closer and lowered his voice. “I went to my lawyer's and made a new will. It ts very simple and clear, my dear. All 1| own, all I may die possessed of, is to be) divided into three equal parts—one to May, one to young Mr. Keith and one to you. Not a word, please! My grand. son has means of his own and a fine profession. But you—the thought of passing and leaving you unprevided for uraple. The lawyer bas made and secure—thank God!" na took his thin old hand between| her delicate ones. “You are a great- vearted gentleman and rarely kind to me. I thank you, sir, but I feel, I am somehow convinced, that I shall pass before you through tuat ever ‘open door.’ "* Presentiments. “Good heaven of my years, 1a She shook her head. “Tnat is no argument. How often Jo| | we see young athletes followed to the ve by mourners bending ‘neath the| ght of years? It is not a question e exclaimed; ‘think by. of years, but where one has long amused ie Fates one grows somehow to dim! J. My beauty fuvited destruc de d humiliation, ana ging to serve my childr s early death. You will see m depart first, sir. Oh, by the way, hay you noticed any change’— “In May? interrupted the professor. “Yes, indeed I have. She seems absent minded, wrapped, absorbed, exalted mentally? What does it mean? Is she neglecting lessons?” ne contrary, she studies harder than ever, but she neglects her romps and plays to dream and’"— “And worship you, dear madame! She loved you from the first, but now her manner is fdolatry, Yet I am unable to trace the change to any parucular date or special occurrence.” But Mine. Varide’s memory flew to that night when Clutterbuck had recos- nized and called her “mistress,” anu that little figure had been standing at the open door—how long—oh, how long! What had she heard, and why was she yo elient? She was recalled by the professor's He Was saying anxiously: careful, madame, Olive ts more suspicious.” she answered, soothingly ‘Jealous—not suspicious. That matte. of the hair was only @ yulgar curiosity, 4 small impertinence. “But her temper?” Crueily Ten pted. yes, that grows Intolerable! The of sewing Witn her is a time Oo. penance. She questions me with imper- tinent insistence, trying to probe my aeart, soul und mind Again, she will discuss private affairs and make revela- uong that other women are decently si- lent about, Sometim I suffer cruelly, but I have so far kept my self-control in face of all her baiting.” “But will you always be able to do that? She has grown of late eo irri- table, so nervous; she is at variance with the servants, she has become rp and short and very overvearing with the children, and often sends May rom the room with tear-fliled eyes.” Madame's hands flew to her breast snd clenched themselves there hand and ught. The professor continued: “Olive’s tomper Was always hot and quick, but invit voice “Be very wg dal, hour on over. Now it ig not only a word ond a blow, but the blow first. And she nurses her wrath for bong aft sr such a change there !s a cause. It is el a growine suspicion of you or'’-—he flashed a quick anxious glance at her—“or it 1s some woman's reason, | physical perhaps!" The red blood flooded madame's white face. She caught at a chair back. For @ moment there was a mighty rushing in her ears, a swelling rage possessed her, She understood now, and she suf- fered intensely, She had been right! when long ago she had said to Stanley Belden: “I think T have exhausted my power ot loving.” | To Philtp she had given oo utterly, so. recklessly her all of tenderness, of | warm young passion, that when he first | wounded and shamed her, as she be-| | Meved, degraded her love, the passion | dled forever; so that at the sight of her| husband grown somewhat heavier, with | coarsened lines, and a touch of sensu-| allam about his lo face, her jealous dignit had been more for her lost than for the faithless husband. | (he me Cent ueds ¢ What Chance ¥ in a Cony Has a Young Man sazione With Her ? C4 x * x « Tilly Tawker WHY MR.RUMSEY — DO YOU KNOW You'Re» THE IMAGE OF my UNCLE GAWGE SUCH A HANDSOME MAN, TOO- HE HAD JUST SUCH CYES ANDHAIR, THERE'S A THATS MOTHE! SISTER'S PICTURE OF HIM ON HUSGAND! THE WALL, }f AND UNCLE GAWGE HAS SUCH A RED NOSE, MA_ SAYS PEOPLE WItHt RED NOSES DRINK AWFULL— OH YES UNCLE GCAWGE 15 ALWAYS KIND AND SO0D-—— SO AUNTJANE SAYS, WHEN HE ISN'T DRINKING BUT THEN. HE'S ALWANS DRINK~ ING, $0 AUNT /} JANE SAYS, 1} HOPE YOU'RE RUMSEY MOUR NOSE SOMEBODY DID THAT WHILE Iwas ARE YOU Itt MR RUMSEY ? — You'd BETTER SEE A DocToR UNCLE GAWGE USED TO gx GET SPeLisKe LIKE THAT EE wo DOs” &N ONE FOR UNCLE GAWCE OOOOK of acquaintance by conduct of this kind. Flirtation Is a Game at GOES: DDDDOOOA Pspe By Helen Oldfield. OST persons who seriously consider the subject will agree that there !s hospitality and the courtesy 1s it unfair when his vict but beginning. An older woman ought to be able to take care of herself, and if she thinks the game worth the candle there is some excuse to be made man who helps her to play it @ pronounced etiquette in flirtation, Pilrt be: broadly divided Into two classes—the wanton and deliberate and the kindly and spontaneous, who intend no hurin and really do Kittle, and that unwittingly. The first class are veritable biris of prey. The man probably fs a delightful companion, an ideal ca er, the sort of man » thoroughly ands how to make himself agreeable to woman; a man whose y a woman always Joys, especially 1f she {3 wise enough not to take him se But, al. her, If she fails to realla fs but of many to him, that his like a mirror, always reilects the {mage which happens to be near fully accepts his subtie suggestion, implied rather than actually spok 1s the one woman in the world for him, which she perhaps is for and fondly belleves that, although he has flirted with others, he with herself. When the novelty passes or a new face takes his fancy he {s off and away and the woman who has been too credulous must bear or conceal her hurt as best she can. It surely 1s an unpanionable breach of etiquette for a man to abuse be Coubted whether she |} comes to her net. She u [and young, they are all fair y insatiable vanity. All ts fish which Son atl who come within her reach Ole game for her, and {f hearts are damaged she is sure that her own will not suffer. Her veracity ts as elastic as her conscience, and she has no fat at love hurt any man. She ts like the fishwomun who defended her practice of skinning eels alive by saying that they were used to {t and did not mind. ously. hat she one The members of the second class—men and women—are charming without wing dtingerous. They are fond of the soctety of the other sex. They possess e art of pleasing and exercise tt, but they play the game fatrly, nor ever ap- ar too muah in earnest. There 1s no poaching, no snares are Iald for the un- ary, and if harm be done it 1s because people have misunderstood them.—Chi- cago Tribune. ne momei y 1s in love Physical Culture Helps Women. AMES CARROLL, amateur lightweight boxing champion of San Mother Coose a la Newport. I ITTLE Miss Muffet Very Often the Case. IMMY—Pop, a man's wife ts his Francisco, better half, tsn't she? fd at the end of a recent women's boxing and fencing exhibition Sat on a tuffet Tommy's Pop—So we are told, Physical culture among women, women's growing strength and pluck, Playing “bridge whist” all night. my son. end Interest to marriage, change marriages complexion. But @ society shark i Found she was a mark— And won all her cash ere ‘twas lent, —Chicago News. “How is poor Smithers gettin’ on?’ sald one man to another, “ Well,’ said the other, ‘Smithers is now almost recovered from the beatin’ he gave his wife last Satuniay night’ ” Tommy—Then !f a man marries twice there isn't anything left of him, ts there? —Home Magazine. By Wyncie King He Has a Good Friend in Johnnie Queerim yy vy HELLO BILL, 15 THAT TRUE ABOUT YOUR KID. ee MEASELS ? The wanton woman flirt possibly is more dangerous than the man. It ts to |" Boarding House Fables “Some ot the Huffy-Dufly Bonnets Here Act as iff ‘Etiquette’ Was the Name ota New Fudding.”’ By Joseph A, Fiynn. “ U you know, I'm really beginning to think that it doesn’t pay to be courteous nowadays,” I re- marked to Tess at dinner last evening, meanwhile wondering how many dis ses @ veal cutlet is capable of issuing Sumebody must have used your tender trilbys for @ Hat on (he Way home to-night," she replied, laughingly. But for once In your Ife you're pretty near right at that, How to Be Polite in the Subway, or Anywhere Else, Though It Hurts’ Isn't read any more. Instead, ‘How to Use Your Libews and Shoulders on Cripples and Elderly Ladies’ is selling to beat the band. ‘Mrs, Starve-em always says ‘If you want to reach the top forget you're a lady.’ That seems to be the goods nowadays, and, Judging from s ne of the huffy-duffy bone |nets here, that act us If ‘etiquette’ was the name of a new pudding, it must certainly pay. If you hang back and of the merry you off the sidewalk you might as wel grave among | “Once upon a tine the first fellc Ny landed {up all night; but no more. Now tl mbles In late, wa |past the whole crowd and calls th name is asked to his figure on the spot “Take the gang here. Some of these set tz down at the last minute, but the moment they annoy t ar how!, What's the result? They're watted on ave ther nothing In \sight but empty plates and the ta ‘When I was a gerry the first thing I was taught, but never practised, was to try and be at the table, and alv 4 wait for Mr »1 to come to me If w I'd starve to death. ere’s on thing for you te yo mother's advice n the butt Never mind the f you ste an empty vt away poor woman up at the other énd with a crut arm who has had her lamps on It for twelve blocks. “If you © be in with the ‘al ins’ at as ra and don't own am Invite, go afterward. “Do you see t skin Henrietta over there on the other side of the table, string bei ing Mrs. Starve-em an earful about ho moth family won't make keep her sable boa and muff healthy in summer so the |}a meal of it Well, she ma 1 one of the wildest Johns that was e jet ltocse. He belonged to the Bear t and taiked like the wind playing ! with a lot of loove shutters on a March night. Her middle name was Pc ness, and every oe he gave ner a swift ad there Hke an angel chil | When sh d come back s ed that he'd ge in the wear line sie had 4 then take a lot of guff about denting his give her a few more. Whe to write a ten-page letter aboyt bank account. | “She never ran up Inst that kind of a ne when she lived with mother \bestde the rippling brook. The more s t out the more {t eat her up, and she was bexinning to look ch Sisters, when the old lady took her case, told her to forg ever a lady and come back at [him with his own material. Hen to follow directions, and that night when Hubby stumb! 5 sned the gate with @ slum- | bering call she met him opel ‘And I suppose It wa Jen?” I inquired, trying subsequent shr' In the value ‘You'd better e fish |forks over his tin jand th ng securities had any effect on the biscuits. lv’s good for the brain,” Tess replied, “He now, Ike a kf with his first week's salary, RUN VINENDS HIS De NTR To See Her Alone. Ask Him to Call, Dear Betty: Dear Betty: ‘AM twenty-four and keep company) [ AST summer I met a young man | J with a young lady three years my and his lady friend. Since then |* juntor. Her folks are always in the| he has always paid attention to parlor with when I call. I have|me when we met. A short time Tt sn to her several times about It, but | @s2in met him at @ ball, but this time to remedy this.|he did not have his friend with him, and he said he did not know her any more. He asked me !f I were keeping mpany, and I sald no. Do you think us she makes no attempt Do you think {t would cause a quarrel between her and her folks {f she told them about It? A. Z. | If the young Indy explains to her par- Id pay atention to this young onts that it is sometimes arrassing 1 SW. R. for young people to carry on conversa-| AS ho seems to take an Interest In Uon before thelr rs I think they) you, there {s no harm in asking him to 1 alone f er, she d ly anxious n't would leave her wi call !f you wish to continue the friend- of the evening. seem to be pa you to herself. Too Young to Marry. Dear Betty: » have I | She Doesn't Forgive Him. | Dear Betty: WAS engaged to a young girl, but I she heard that I told her a Ne before we Were engaged, and © will have S it proper for a young Catholic 0 twenty-one to 1 hing to do with me | eighteen om now my fault, and 4 mother disapproves ¢ all good again, but without win her ag has known the lad EM xe irl deeply and will not Many marriages have turned out 2 HAPPY, happily even though the husband and ist convince the girl that vou wife were of different religions. But ret having told her a le. Her both you and the young lady are en- | fal! you 1s shaken, and even though tirely too young to marry, Watt unth » lo ‘ou she will not foretye quick 4 rather such a grave offens % 7 YOUR Mothers Wie Urau any e ete) truth She will no doubt forgive you In consent to the match ltime, Health and Beauty. By Margaret Hubbard Ayer. H THE VALUE OF GENTLENESS. | N a city lke New York, where it ts almost necessary for I the mildest-mannered of people to use & certain amount of aggressiveness, the real value of gentleness has prac- ically been lost. It ls a hard school, in which every day we must needs learn a new lesson of self-control or else become more and more brutalized by contact with surging multitudes of other workers like eureslves. And as our na tures become brutalized, so do our faces. There ts the un- nilstakable mark which detracts from beauty and feminin- and makes for hard lines and coareened featuros. In taking crowded cars, sutways and eleveted, during the rush hours, one must push end elbew ene’s way to the door, not alone for a seat, but for actual standing room, else car after car will close ite Goors tm one’s face, And still it t aimost without exception the weman with the gentle de- meanor who gets a seat. I¢ abe te qulet and gracious and refrains from making a dash for every seat that ie vacated she seldom has to sand long. But {t t# hard, very hard, to remember afl this when there is a surg- ing mass of humanity pressing you from behind to gst em, and another wave ine indating you from the front to get off. I sww one little wommn the other day d up doth arms like an exhausted swimmer who ts about to go under, and relplessly around her, while her alsters who were bigger and stronger fairly ler to board the train. the starter noticed her plight and land- y on the car, and a few moments later somebody else gave her @ he amazons who had formed the front battalion which had se past her det g to straps, ight to me v y that it does not pay to be fierce and n en shen the st! 3 to demand It. It 4s positively Dyer 1 a worn is her face, makes her voice b « ves fe at rthrig and her greate Pagal erine, 1-4 ounces Area) ounces; distilled To Keep Hair in C Let) the mixture yen Dry salts stirring for @ Moisten the dressing, The 1 then filter, nate of potash), . 8 with the lotien when M (5, dramiy coolineal (powdered), \ qcums omen af senmmemin ann 1 1-8 | hair