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| The Evening World Daily Magazine, —_— —— 000000000006 o $O400900000000O000O9606 @e! oe cors LTA A mate CANT EVEN STAND STILL ANY Mone! $045000090060009000000006000000080004 Panhandle Pete Tries to Take a Rest and Avoid 99 999900O99909994040500 006896 49O9054496495140O94 8900S OOOOH OOTOOET IED DE LEME D DED ERODE DRED Ea dHS tm onty TAKING A Rest ! You! AH HAY BU Get In DERE Away ROP DE PoLice AND EVERY Bopy | $O$009O0OOd0000O0O4 You Move ON, OR Vu ARREST When the Girl Says By Helen Oldfield O far as ts publicly known, no statistics have yet been complied upon the subject, but observation and evi- dence go to prove that the average man marries some- where about the fifth or sixth girl with whom he falls in love. There have been four or five young women, each of whom, for a longer or shorter period, he has regarded aa } the paragon of her sex; but he has already gotten over his ) Ki infatuation and has married another, and probably con- | é ; gratulates himself upon the fact that he hag done so—it { would be most unfortunate for himself and for his wife it he did not. Also It probably is equally a good thing for the four or five girls whom he did net marry. The manner of a gitl's refusal heavily should weigh tn the reception thereof. Any man with his fair share ot common fense ought to know whether h@ is snubbed or the contrary; whether his sult 1s peremptortly declined or merely tentatively set aside; whether thd negative is positive, er no more than the half affirmative er the of4 grammar rule. from thelr youth up are taught to repress their feelings and often are stiff and cold because of the effort at repression. Almost all women are more or less ner- vous, and mirth, which {s hysterical rather than merry, often is resented ridicule by a sensitive wooer. An attack of the kind may dash the cup of happi- ness from a woman's lips and Incense her suttor past forgivenes. An Inyolun- tary smile will be taken for hearticssness by the man who is desperately in earnest. A humorous word will be an insult, a Sest a proof of scorn. No man can bear to be laughed at, and his vanity, !f not his heart, will receive a wound \ which not easily is to be healed. It is @ pity, but women sometimes lose the men they love by a lack of self-control, which {s misconstrued Into ridicule. According to the novels of the day, the Indefinite form of proposal appears }ro be in favor at present. It cannot too strongly be insisted upon that this is , unfair to both, more especially to the woman. If the man js in sarnest—and no | man who ts not so ought,to propose marrlage—he clearly should make the woman understand that he !s asking her to be his wife. She cannot well urge him to be explicit, and while a well4bred woman might thus lose her lover, an unscru- pulous one might annex a man who had no tntentlon of asking her to marry him, Such things have happened. It Is easier to form an engagement of mar- riage than--for the man, at least—to break it. icago Tribune, Household Time-Savers. ———— ne LASTER figures {n hard or alabaster finish are easily cleaned by dip: P ping a stiff toothbrush in gasoline and scrubbing Into all the crev- fees. ! Garments that are to be hung out to air can be put on hangers rather than pinned to the line. This prevents sagging or marking with clothespins. {A scratch on polished furniture can be almost obliterated by rubbing “sorously with linseed oil. In serving a number of persons at tea or reception, silver and dishes #ften need to be washed. The hostess should see to {t that there is a big hate of towels, otherwise she will be mortified by damp spoons and lates, Bric-a-brac containing mother-of-pearl should never be cleaned with pap and water, Instead, !t should be rubbed with a cloth dipped int hiting and water.—Philadelphia Ledger. ? $$40069000 : A Revelation of Netw York Society STNOP6IS OF PREVIOUS INSTALMENTS, {looking gayly at him over her litted cup. Selwyn, wees, wile af ign Jack |‘‘To my rapid education in worldly wis pitts ad whom he permitted to divers’ | gom!” She nodded, and sipped the tea s to bid Mia Lal elt fries | ¥}almoest pensively. He certainly did seem young there in Be |e firelight, his narrow, thoroughbred iidren |head turned toward the fire. Youth, y |t00, sat lightly on his shoulders; and It | Merraunt Alive, Seiwsn'e divorced witer Faunt Allxe. Selwyn's divorced wits | Ww for. age a AL RT ge AL ie scarcely a notloeably mature hand gente we onlidren away, ine brother tells {that touched the short sunburnt mus- of his unhar i Meer beautiful xard, Bileen Mrroll, enters | One at intervals. From head to waist, ‘and makes tea for him jfrom his loosely coupled, well-made = Umbs to his strong, alim foot, strength (Copyright. 1907, by Robert W. Chambers) CHAPTER I, (Continued) His Own People v7} O’ course I mind,” Selwyn pro- harmony most agreeable to look at. The Idea entered her head that he might appear to advantage on horse- back. “We must ride together,” she said, returning her teacup to the tray; ‘if ;You don't mind riding with me? Do you? ti Gerald never has time, so I 1 1 | go with a Lad IE yelp @ dream of a/8Tom. But if you would care to go"— gown! Nina's present! You'll see it. { she laughed. ‘Oh, you see I am already hope Gerald will be here to see it. Ho Desinning a selfish family claim on you, promised, You'll say you Ilke tt sf you I foresee that you'll be very busy with do like it, won't you?’ us all persistently tugging at your coat- “TH eay It, anyway. |sleeves; and what with belrg olyil to “Oh, well—if you are contented to be ™@ and a martyr to Drina, you'll have pati oniplase ilies Behe, than" very little time to yoursalf. And--I hore “r’'ve no ambition to be different at You'll like my brother Jerald when you meet him, Now I must go.” ‘Then, rising and partly turning t tested amiably,” but I suppose you wish to devote several “Your age?” she repeated, looking up) quickly. “You are as young as Nina, ‘Cllect her furs: fren't you? Half the men in the “It's quite exciting to have you here, younger set are no younger than you- ‘Ve will be good friends, won't we and you know it,” she,concluded—"you are only trying to make me say so—and You've succeeded. I'm not very experi- litth Alsatian maid is not very clever enced yet, Does tea bring wisdom, Capt. yet * * * Good-by,” Belwyn?" pouring herself a cup. “I'd She stretched out one of her amaz- Detter arm myself Immediately.” She ingly white hands across the table, @amk back into the depths of the chair | giving him a friendly Jeave-taking and ** * and I think I had better stop my chatter and go, because my cunning eemed to be the keynote to a physical) | #00000000000000000000000000000000 0000000000000 Bargains in Husbands---Warranted Not to Shrink. TOOOQOOOOOTSGOOOOSONSOONOOODNDOOOOD A WIDOW WORDALOGUE., ©800000000000000000000000000000000 Be 1O} a big KE me awayi” pleaded the Widow, piteous- ly, ag she emerged bachelor had been standing for halt foot awaiting her. “Take me away— betore I buy EVERYTHING!" ought you were only going to | ‘1 ¢ ‘look!’ * said the Bachelor reproachfully, | Another thing which the wooer should take Into consideration {s that women | 8 he guided her gently toward the | Waldort tearoom. | “1 was," moaned the Widow, stratght- ening her violet hat and surreptitiously |daubing her nose with a tiny powder | puff, ‘but there's something about shopping, like gambling, or marrying, or smoking. It gets into your blood |and you ca: op; and I've bought a teakettle I don't want and a curling |tron that won’t work and I hate’— “For heaven's sake, why did you buy | them {f you don’t want them?" de- | |manded the Bachelor, depositing her | bundles on a chair, : "Because they were OHBAP, Mr. Travers," explained the Widow. “Ev- jerything is so cheap nowadays,” she |added, biting an olive with « algt, even husbands.” “T bee your pardon!” ‘Haven't you read the advertise- | ments,” inquired the Widow !n sur- prise. “Nor the ‘Personal’ columns, nor about that woman out West who had five hundred offers of marriage simply because she expected a free grant of some wild lend in Minnesota?” "I call that a bargain! exclaimed the Bachelor, !nterestedly, “Men don't marry for love any more,” declared the Widow, mournfully. “'They marry for convenience.” “Or inconvenience," Bachelor sarcast{oaily, “Or an investment.” “Or a pastime.” “Or by accldent,’ finished the Wid- ow, ‘Intangible attractions, like beau- ty or virtue or cleverness in a girl have corrested the from the Thirty- | fourth street shop, | infrontof which the an hour on one Appest Satur By day, George McManus DOA Bum) Dis Aint WO Hotell — GET AWAY, Witt XOUSE ? By Helen no fasoinatior.s for them nowadays; what they admire is a solid attraction lke a good income, or a house and lot or ofl stock, or'— “Oh, well,’ broke in the Bachelor, desperately, ‘girls don't marry for love| best linen and ON DESO! Rowland. the bellboy in his place and the batlar subdued and the landlord respectful. He's wortl, the price," he added, “even {@s an ornament, !f he only appears occasionally at dinner parties, like the the {ce-cream forka. anv more, either. They marry for an| Why.” and he waved his tea cup dra- experiment, or to get ‘Mrs.’ on their matically, “even a dead husband gives or because they stenography.” are tired of & Widow some sort of advantage over an old mald—and he’s so much better ‘Love {8 a luxury, Mr. Travers," re. off.’ “What!" The Widow started. jtorted the Widow, with a toss of her, “All Husbands Are Gold ehin, “but a husband {s a—necessity. | "No hame {8 complete without one, quoted the Bachelor, airily. “Certainly not," agreed the Widow, with a one-cornered sinile, ‘any more | than it ts without a cuckoo clock or 4 cat. A husband adds to the appearance of a domestic establishment, He gives {t prestlg “And he's such a handy object,” re- Joined the Bachelor, cynically, ‘with which to threaten the janitor and keep Bricks,” Said the Widow. “Than helng merely a part of the household furniture,” explained the Bachelor, "a sort of figurehead—all fig ‘ure and no head, Ike the average hus- band you meet nowadays.” | “That's the only kind we can get any more,” declared the Widow with a sigh. “What kind?” Inquired the Bachelor indignantly "Oh, brokensdown bachelors,’ replied the Widow nonchalantly, “who want a DOGDOODODOSOOG OS thrifts and men who are willing to marry on the co-operative plan, whereby | husband and wife share the labors and the costs and the profits AND—the honors Matrimony {3 just a bargain sale and husbands just bad bargains: and if men can be bought they must [evn as a rest cure, and titled spend- expect" — : “To be sold!” finished the Bachelor bitterly ‘And yet,"" he added, regret fully, “I was just going to offer you something.” “What?” orled the Widow, eagerly. Bachelor, “and in good condition and warranted not to shrink or run or fade fn the matrimonial wash; something that won't take up much space around the house and etl! he satisfied with hait in the closet’’— “Is {t all wool?” inquired the Widow, anxiously “Yes, and not yet a yard wide nor worn at the edges of the hair or the | disposition, and"’—— “I'm not buying gold bricks, Mr. ‘Travers!"’ exclaimed the Widow, scorn- fully. “T'm not offering vou a gold brick,” declared the Bachelor, reproachfully, “but a bangain'’— “It's the same thing,” Widow promptly. “And a husband,” “(All husbands,” remarked the Widow, as she rose and picked up her ruffles, “are gold bricks.”” pi ey retorted the The New Top Coat, MONG the smart models shown A for a service coat {8 one of thin tweed In a two-toned stripe of gendarme blue. It 1s not fastened all the way down, but has extra wide fronts, and is fastened slightly double- breasted from the brooch to within four inches of the walst. Large buttons are used with bratd buttonholes for ornament. There are many pockets, two of which are in the sleeves, just below the elbow. “Something very cheap,” continued the |the chiffonier drawers and one corner 7 ee ae | September 5, 1908. GDOIOONM nig OOO DOO 0000000 0000000, ouches” a a @OO00004 Collected and Classified. By Clarence lL Cullen, Author of “Tales of Ex-Tanks.” ae No.7. | |The Deprecat ry, Oh, So) Frank “‘ Touch.” | HIS one be- | [ longs to the! bland, self. | knocking species, It {e rather win- ning stuff, too, be- cause, in addition o the opportunity it affords you to wratify your very | buman — penchant | tor the patroniaing manner, it enables | you to mentally compare, in @ way | | wholly favorable jto yourself, your own acquired prudence |with his self-confessed prodigality. He [tats so cheerfully, not to say boast- fully, of his recklessness in the use of money that he almost makes such reck- | lessness an asset, | | Your difficulty in attempting to wrig- | | gle away from him {8 amplified by your | {knowledge that he really je @ heap- | lspender when he has {t, And the cuss | 4s so engagingly frank In his method | of attack that, even if you have a hunch that he has studiously rehearsed | the stuff, you sort o' hate to waft him | |the won't-do-lt word. He fs wise! {enough not to do any hopping around | |the hedge, but lets you know at once |what's in the wind, and the two-| handed colloquy is something Ike this; Y, you Irgn-Jawed old rooster, guardian for me, won't you? CLARENCE LCULEN He-Oh, same old thing. Lummoxed around last night Ike a locoed lumber- | Jack, and when I shook myself out of | the shucks this morning I didn’t have! the price of a Mocha with flannel-cake trimmings. You- —— | He—That's no Me, either. Getting to be time for me to wise up, at that, Beats me where the dickens the duff goes. Had alxty-four metallic men | when I caught up with fhe scouts last ight, and here I am, this morning, | i | | | Attempting to Wriggle Away. shredded to a Salome. It sure nails my nanny where {t all went, You— He—Nix, {n's of a souse. Didn't have even the mak- Didn't get rolled, elther, or anything Ike that. Just piffled around with the gang, shedding the stuff like a sea serpent shucking Its skin. It 'ud have been the samo thing {f I'd had a million with me. No use |for me ever to try to fall out of the | feathers in the morning with anything jon me. Did the big frisk through the! | pajams as soon as I heaved out of the |hay, and found, as usual, that I was a | vag as to that kalo number, | You- —— | He-Right again, Fellow ought to! frame up some kind of a hold-out on | himself when he's out with tha bunch, ‘even if he has to silp it into hig shoe or the lining of his lid In front of every~ body. But, doggone it all, I never seem to think of doing that at the time You- —— He—Oh, I know, but wa're not all bullt like you box-jawed mugs that have got the off lamp out all the time for that next-day thing, Never was cautious Uke that. Wish to Mike I could be. Don't know why It 1s that these tailors always put the sleve pockets in my ~ panties, Oh, well, Live and learn. You—- —— He—Oh, you're right and I'm wrosg. “Don't Baw! Me Out In That Way.” I'm not denying that I hadn't ought to be allowed to go across the street without holding on to somebody's hand —I'm liable to slip the crossing cop whatever I've got on me. That's about how big an ‘dea I've got about the value of money, Got it direct, though. The guy'nor was the same way, As a bullion blowist he made Boreas sound like a zephyr, You— He—What am I going to do about ft? Oh, say, old steely-eye, lay off of that, won't you? What am I going to do? Well, you see me leaning up against you, don't you? And if that dossn’t mean that you've been elected Duff- Digger No. 1 of the Advisory Commit- tee (neat on Frank Hitchcock's part, wasn't 1t?)—well, what does it mean? You— He—Now, don't baw! me out that way, you scowling old son of @ 'scouse cook, T can't help the way I'm built, can I? Money's just matches to me, and you know {t, At that, I reckon I ought to be able to stand for a little preaching. But some other time, Judge Goff, when I've got enough on me to keep me from catching pleuro-pneumonia—some other time, I'm not going to sink the spear Into you very deep, anyhow—e silly little tensky boy, or something Uke that. You didn’t think I was going to heave tho harpoon et you for @ couple hun- dred, did you, you lecturing old gink?” Oh, well, there's no saying what you'll do about it You're just as Mable to topple to that happy-go-lucky type of “touch” ag not, even if you've got a shrewd sort of a guess or two that the Deprecatory, Ever - 60 - Candid Toucher makes his reckless dust-blowing a kind of stock in trade for the accu- mulation of more dust, and that prob- ably he's going to parrot the same logue at other possible producers after he has put you over the hand-it-to-me hurdles, Satin Ribbon for Lacing Si of the prettiest of the new house gowns are laced from the edge of yoke to walst, front or back, with wide ribbons of Lib- erty satin, finished with deep silk tassels, These can be made at home now by the girl who will be glad to have such a charming addition to her gown later on, Get blaok satin, cut it on the bias, dowble and stitch at the edge. Elther buy or make the tassels.—Philadelphia Ledger. welcome all in one frank handshake; and left him standing there, the fresh contact still cold in his palm. ~ Nina came In presently to find him seated before the fire, one hand shading his eyes; and, as he prepared to rise, |she rested both arms on his shouléer, |forcing him into his chair again, “Bo you've bewitched Hileen, too, have you?” she said tendesly. “Isn't she the sweetest little tning? “She's—ah—as tall as 1 am," he sald, biinking at the fire, ‘She's only nineteen; pathetically un- to rave over her and—not spoil her. Did you ever see such hair?—‘hat thick, ru‘dy, lustrous, copper tint?—and some- times it's like gold afire. And a skin Ike snow and peaches!—she's sound |t the core. I've had her exercised and | groomed and hardened and trained from the very beginning—every Inch of her minutely cared for exactly like my own bables. I've done my oest,” she »son- cluded with a satisfied sigh, and dropped into a chair beside her brother, “Thoroughbred,” commented Selwyn, ‘to be turned out ‘to-night. Is she bri- ¢-wise and intelligent?” “More than sufficiently, That's one \trouble-she’s had, at times, a depress- Mig, sponge-like desire for absorbing al! sorts of irrevelant things that no girl ought to concern herself with, Ito tell the truth—If I had not rigorously dried her—she might have become a trifle tiresome; I don't mean precisely frumpy—but one of these earnest young th'.gs whose Intellectual conversation becomes a visitation—one of the wants- to-know-for-the-seke-of-knowledge sert spoiled—a perfect dear. Men are going | i -- THE YOUNGER SET -- —* dreadful human blotter! Oh, dear; show me a girl with her mind goaking up ‘Isms’ and I'll show you a@ aocial failure with a wisp of hair on her cheek, who looks the dowdier the more expensively she's gowned.” “Bo you belleve you've got that wisp of ocopper-tinted hair tucked up snug- ly?" asked Selwyn, amused, “T-Mt's still a worry to me; at In- tervals she's Inclined to let it slop. Thank’ Heaven, I've made her spine permanently straight and her head is screwed properly to her neck. There’ not a slump to her from crown to ht I know, you know, She's had special- ists to forestall every blemish. I made \up my mind to do it; I'm doing tt for my own babies, That's what a mother | is for—to turn out her offspring to the wirld as flawless and wholesome as when they came into {t!—physically and {mentally sound—or a woman betrays her stewardship. They must be as {healthy of body and ttmb as they are [Innocent and wholesome minded. The happlest of all creatures are drilled |theroughbreds. Show me a young girl, unspoiled mentally and gpiritually un- ltroubled, with a superd physique, and | I'll show you a girl equipped for the happiness of the world, And that is Eileon is." “LT should gay,” observed Selwyn “that she’s equipped for the slaughter | of man.” “Yes, but I am selecting the victim,” replied lle sister demurely. “Oh! Have you? Already?’ Tentatively,” Who?" Sudoury Grey, 1 think—with Scots | Innis for an understudy—perhaps the Draymore man alternate—I don't know; there's time. “Plenty,” he sald vaguely, staring {nto the fire where a log had collapsed {nto Incandescent ash She continued to talk about Eileen until she noticed that his mind was on other nratters—his preoccupied stare enlightened her. She said nothing for a while, But he woke up when Av-tin came In and settled his big body !n a chair, “Drina, the little minx, called me back on some, filmsy pretext,” he sald, re- Nghting his cigar; ‘I forgot that time was golng—and she was wily enough to keep me talking until Miss Palsely caught me at {t and showed me out. I tell you.” turning on Selwyn—“ohildren are what make life worth wh'-—— He ceased abruptly at a gentle tap from hiy wife's foot, and Selwyn looked up. Whether or not he divined the Inter- ference he sald very quietly: “I'd rather have had children than anything !n the world, They're about the best there is fn life; T agree with you, Austin.” His sister, watching him askance, was relleved to see his troubled face become Serene, though she divined the effort. “Kids are the best,”” he repeated, sm{l- ing at her. “Failing them, for second holze, I've taken to the laboratory, Some day I'll invent something and astonish you, Nina," “We'll ft you up a corking labora- tory,” began stin cordially; ‘there | “You're very good; perhaps you'll all |be civil enough to move out of the house If I need more room for bottles and reterts’— “Of course, Phil must have his labore- tory,” insisted Nina. “There's loads of unused room in this big barn—only yeu don't mind being at the top of the house, do you. Phil?” “Yes, 1 do; I want to be in the draw- Ing-room—or somewhere so that you all |may enjoy the odors and get the bene- ‘ft of premature explosions, Oh, come |now, Austin, {f you think I'm going to plant myself here on you'’—— | “Don't notice hint, Austin,” sald Nina, “he only wishes to be implored. And, by the same token, you'd both pet- |ter let me Implure you to dress!" [rose and bent forward in the firelgnt to peer at the clock. “Goodness! ;Bileen half an hour's start with her |maid?—and I carrying my twelve years’ handicap, too. No, Indeed! I'm de- crepit, but I'm going to die fighting, Austin, get up! You're horribly slow, anyhow. Phil, Austin’s ntan—such as he Is—will be at your disposal, and your |luggage Is unpacked.” ; | ‘Am I really expected to grace this festival 7 inquired Selwyn, of babes? |"Can't you send me a tray of toast oF ja bow! of grue! and let me hide my old bones in a dressing-gown somewhere?” | “Oh, come on,” said Austin, smother- ling the yawn In his volce and casting his cigar Into the ashes, “You're about ripe for the younger set—one of them. w If you n't stand the tn- tual strain we'll side-step the show rand \ play a Ittle-what do you cal! {t In the army ?—pontoons?” ‘They strolled toward the door, Nina's Jarms linked In theirs, her sitm Angers | interlocked on her breast. \ “We are certainly going to be happy She, Do} you creatures think I’m going to give | we three—in this innocent menage a trois," she sald. “I don't know what more you two men could ask for—or I |elther—or the children or Eileen, Only one thing; I think it ts perfectly horrid of Gerald not to be here.” Traversing the hall, she said: “Tt al- ways frightens me to be perfectly happy—and remember all the ghastly things that could happen * © © I'm golng to take a glance at the children before I dress * * * Austin, did you remember your tonic?" | She looked up surprised and her hus- band laughed. | "I've taken my tonic and nohody's! kidnapped the kids,” he sald, She hesi- | tated, then picking up her skirts she ran upstairs for one more look, at her slumbering progeny, | The two glanced at each other; thelr silence was the tolerant, | jamused silence of one of the wiser sex, | | posing as such for each other's benefit, | but deep under the surface stirred the | |tremors of the same instinctive solicl- tude that had sent Nina to the nursery. | “I used to think,’ sald Gerard, “that the more kids you had ti is anxiety per kid. The contrary true, you're more nervous over half a dozen than you are over one, and your wife !s al- | ways going to the nursery to see that the cat hasn't got in or the place Isn't afire or spots haven't come out all over | the children.” | They laughed tolerantly, lingering on |the sil! of Selwyn’s bedroom | “Come in and smoke a cizarette,” suggested the latter, “I have nothing to except write some ie! and men 8. f But Gerard aad; “There seems to be} 94900009409 909408009000040600000, By Robert W. Chambers, i Author of ‘'7he Firing Line’ and ‘A Fighting Chance.” & draught through this bellway; Just step upstairs to be sure that the nursery windows are not too wide open. ru See you later, Phil. If there's aay ti'ng you need just dingle that bell.” And he went awey upstatrs, only to return in @ few minutes, laughing under his breath: "I say, Phil, don’t yon want to see the kids asleep? Billy's flat en his back with a white ‘Teddy bear’ in either arm; and Drina and Josephine 2» rolled up Ike two kittens in pa- Jamas; and you should see Winthrop’s legs" — “Certainly,” said Selwyn gravely, “IN be with you in a second.” And turning to his dresser he laid away the letters and the small photo- graph which he had been examining under the drop-light, locking them se- curely in the worn despatch box until he should have time to decide whether to burn them all or only the picture, Then he slipped on his smoking jacket, "Ah, about Winthrop's legs’—he re peated vaguely, “certainly; I should be very glad to examine them, Austin,” “I don't want you to examine them,’* retortec ard resentfully, “I want you to se There's nothing the matter with them, derstand,” “Exactly,” nodded Selwyn, following br -law into the hall, } 7 lamplit sewe g smiling: know whether ive to see her eady to go down?” said Selwyn, “% see that, too, WI you w when Mi. q ‘ Erroll ts ready? Thank you (To Be Continued) Fy ae ay