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wveling WOrid warty Magazine, snuregsy, Jusy dv, .4sd HES GRABBED THAT IRISH EXPRESSION THAT THe WHOLE TOWN 1S JOSHING ABouT, ME ANING- HAVE You (oR ANY MONEY!” ( BY Gouries! THERE'S Bet) Bor Yes, THAT WAS T.WILLIE. POP EN Now “RUN AND PLAY, eo Read © CF THEY WANT WHAT THey WANT] WHEN THEY WANT IT, NO MATTER How Tdey Say iT! Ten Nation-Famous New York Murders By Alfred Henry Lewis You Can Be Your Own Beauty Doctor SWIMMING ON DRY LAND. iy Andre Dupont. WoRACE - THAT YOUNGSTER OF OURS HAS “TAKEN ALL “Hose CARPET TACKS yea son | FATHER «S GING TO Punts you FoR WHAT You Have gust pone! weer , 1 suppose (TS uP To Me “TO SPANK Him FOR (T i Copyright, 1018, by The Frew Publishing Go. (The New York Rveotng World). 667 ENVY any one who can swim.” said the Average Girl as a tehed the | bathers from @hade of @ beach awning. 4.—How Stokes Killed Fisk and Why. Taurty. like unto @ queen's palace; ance \ hie own home was but twenty doore & Qway, and the Erie offices in the Opera House « few doors further on, he re “Did you ever try @ piano stool on dry land?’ asked the Woman of » “Many people have learned to try it as soon as you can. Vor stunts that I know of. It strengthens the ehest, reduces the bips and gives jo swim on a pian ool. Ané I advise yeu lansfield, cold oe Cae ae a8 only her beauty to cepted Fisk for ‘what what he promised. 8h be sensitive while yet Mra. Lawier, the rough touch of ‘thlok. ened her skin, Lethal 1X judiciously commingling pol- ities with “speculation,” Fisk pay anything for Of flattery, no ‘matter how he could not have too much. ‘teeever its source or its occasion he ror ore water. Much ras good—h aA ie liber. z you through the them almost automatic: Hi the motions which, done in unison, propel Jearn these strokée so that you can ol “THts 1S GoING “TO HURT FATHER MORE THaNn tT WILL HURT HIS SON——* aE E i an Dressed close together and finger tipe knees should be drawn up as clese Dressed close together. gE i 7 li Hi ing cleag I will call ‘stroke one.’ forward and the legs kicked outward and backward at one i ¢ * Th friendly years with Law: with them thelr lesson, "The her the barren tutiliti without dollars, finer, the Mansfeld in was quite as dour as Hy tHE EH Hy rt ' fay i: ones in letters, Snance and every man must mind his ae 7 the Mansfeld’s peculiar, and in protecting it she narrowed con: versation to the rigidly decorous, a; & jest, many a story, gE i § & pressed we Lutton Viss-u0uld dictawrabip of rie, jugnt the Upera s40use witn 0d BOM com Of the realm. buugas the Opera tivuse Sra, paying with Brie's owa “watered” etves, Later, Be senieu as i i if i £ F z i i iff rs i “Remember another thing: When you first try to ewim in real wi to hold your head well back, so that your back hair rests almost Inst invitation’ to dine in Twenty-thit Btrect, No, 369; the olices the upper Lowe of the Upera uuee to dire, and au at # igure wae youd cause te modern New dure to bat Bis envious eyes, Limbed Like « Koudess, ber bewu- Waa tae beauty of @ Juno. sue bad sentiment, soul-quickness, and kmew how to be feminine and dainiuly Gne Bhe had @ heart wo and coud have loved @ man to the panting, bitter, ecaffoid last of it, had she but the lucé to have met a man worth loving, But she never did, As a achoolgiri in California, the aeld ran away with an actor Lawi She was careful to Lawler. Later, she proved her- Bot quite so particular. Lawler & poor actor, a worse husband, and Manstield fell upon bad days, she asked for divorce and got it; and when Fisk first saw pher—it(gpas the day of the divorce—whh be: for ber capi- tal and but one dress to her lovely back, she was living on crusts and wa- ter in East Thirty-fourth street at the rooms of an act; chum, The New U tra. Fisk was of thuse “whose god js their belly and whose glory ts | ir shame,”* In all things sen-ual, he was unmoral a*er than immoral, He estadiisned the €nsfeld at Ne. 9 West Twenty-third treet. The littie house was inirrored ind curtained gnd draped and rugged nd frescoed and floored and furnished Mansfeld coi and would not abide the Elizabethan Fisk was always at the Mansfeld din. ners, which, with @ last word, were Fisk dinners, There, too, came Goul and Tweed and what others were of th: Erie-Tammany inner circle. It was over $13 wines and througit the smoke of Emperor Napoleon cigars that these kings of politics and stock jobbery laid out thelr campaigns. The bedplates of Biack Friday and the Fisk-Gould gold corner—broken nally by President Grant—were laid the Mansfeld's in the midst of after-dinner laughter, The Rich Harvest. As wise as beautiful, the Mansfeld garnered her golden harvests with tue others. She, too, had bro! he, too, sold on a down and bough: an uw murket, and became bear or bull with fora # moral aay aint to Live. Yeo te Colsulalivk room tweuld scaive unuetsiandiug ‘ie 2aivurt of wie cl we ‘eal ue cae anata es ania teenage neuf by “draaiug “oxal . pt iin tt te a bet as eee r| ber aad Muet one her powerful guests. For while it was | se her day of splendor, a day when her beauty bought @ diamond necklace with a kiss, she had her side of independence, ed bi gold which no man fr. Thus ahe possessed final mill- and Stokes was in sequent Sing Sing, ly, languid, full milk-fed content— withdrew to Paris nd to silken ease. id which taught him about her. He liked to exhibit he liked to show her off. More splendid in her loveliness than the golden glories wherein she sat framed, he regarded her as he might @ monument which he had upreared to his own magnificence, Fisk brought Stokes to the Mane- field's. (To Be Continued.) Betty Vincent’s Advice to Lovers Kisses and Engagements. NUMBER of A whom they are not The conventional rule has girls have written to ask if It is “neces- sary" for them to permit themselves to be kissed by young men who are attentive to them, but to engaged, been that @ youl girl should not allow any young man to kiss her ex the one she as promised to marry, ratt@ fine ideal? It seems to me that a really nice gjri | tary life led by And ten't that a would prefer to preserve for the man she loves the favors which he, of all criminal, of course, to kisa her, men, will most appreciate, It's not for ‘a girl to permit her men friends But the sensitive, pure-minded woman, with a high tdeal of love, 1* chary of such privileges girl and I are de- sing ‘*Known each e wore woatl children, We Mut our parents ob- fe e@r tiacrinae, What aball_we Watt teased on two years till you are of age, the parental objections ere the fact of your yout, “B. G," writes; “1 was on the stage but left it at the request of my eweet- b Lutely her letters have wrown few and -»ld. and I have received an exc ‘t offer to return to r~ sion, Bhall I accept itt I think #2, It seems to me that the girl was unjustified ip asking you to Give up your work. profes: | Arg. " B derived considerable mis- chievous amusement from Drur.mend’s patent stupe “action, Jt was all so right an®proper—as it should be vvuedered higa highly satisiactory Teauriection, the seffwation it created as complete, considered in jhe relation of he had ever experienced. Seldom does 8 one plans tt; the other parties thereto are apt to », things by spouting sponianevusiy &, own oFg.nal ines, thus cheaung Out of » crushing retort or cuer evigram, But Drummond played up his part In a most p spirited Saai- jon—gratifying, to euy the least, It took bim some minutes to recovel re Whitaker standing by and beaming, He remarked changes—changes as etriking as the improvement in Drum- Mona's fortunes, Physicuily hie ex- | partner e bi ful man of busines: bad marked hi body unmis! He was much heavier than t Whitaker remembered, he wore and solid air of good natured prosper- ity. The hair had receded an inch or 4o from his forehead, Only, bis face Seemed ad it had ulways been—sharply handsome and strong. Whitaker remembered that he had always somewhat meanly envied Drum- a his good looks, ht fashioned in New York | had neglected sufficiently to 24 conceal the ekeleten, Ad- . Bight, Mary Ladislas, f acter,” commented mittiog the ecomumy of tue i 7 Whitaker was inclined to believe that the effect must be surprising, espe iNee Clally if suddenly come upon without He discovered that they were talking at once—furlously—and, not has without surprise, that he bad @ great iy deal more enlightenment to impart to Drummond than be had foreseen. “You've got an economical streak in u when it comes to correspondence. ru! nd commented, offering Whit- just tak “Dear D.: I'm not feeling @o I'm off for a vacation. Please fook after things till you hear from me. Burke has just Leng | and leaving your share, Yours, “Far be it from me Drummond, “But I'd like to know hd let @ fellow kni ho . MM to cast up,” sald why at frowned over tion, remember,” “I was hardly right, you know—and I presume I counted om Greyerson tell- ing.” “But I don't know Greyerson”—— “That's so. And you never heard"——= “Merely a rumor that ran around. Some one—I for who—told me that y nd Stark had gone sailing in boat—to cruise in the West according to my Informant. And Ine mentioned S t hid @ seriously lore nt heard ay the fected, flourishing another paper. “Bee here—Exhibit B—came in a day or 80 to you before we turned in that night. He ran through the following com- munication. Dear Drummond: Married here, to- jense look out for her while I'm away. Make her an money—five hun- red a month ought to be enough. I shall die intestate, and she'll get every- thing then, of course. She has your a4- and will communicate with you as she gets settled down in town. Faithfully, <Bigned) “If it hadn't be: orummond, “I'd have thought the thing a f joke, Knowing you bowever, I just gat wore (rum Mie Whitaker,” ; couldn’t consid {The Destroying Angel +(2i% ir "a" (oprright, 1012, by Louis doen vance.) Prnovsis. oF Pi ‘And you pever & once!” said Wi “Here’e the ly evidence I ever got to show that you haa told the Drummond handed Whitaker a thir paper. 45 was @ single, folded sheet of poy. Paper stamped with the name of Waldorf-Astoria, except that ughtfully. ww @ir: I inclose note for $500 which you wi enough to credit to the estate of late partner and my late husband, iH Morte Whitak ‘truly y Mary Ladisias Whitaker. "Dated, you see, the day after the re- Port of your death was published here.” “But why?’ demanded Whitaker, dumfounded, “Why? “I infer she felt herself somewhat honor-bound by the monetary oblige- tion,” said the lawyer, “In her under- standing your marriage of convenience was nothing more—a one-sided bargain, I think, you said she called it She herself entirely fi re dead, until she had repaid thi in which you, & stranger, had practically forced upon her—if not to you, to your estate” jeath cancels everything” ——- Drummond reminded him with even though y ‘Good Lord!" exclaimed Whitaker, appalled at this contingency which seemed remote when was merely Hugh Morten, bachelor-nomad to all who knew him. Drummond dropped his head upon his hand and regarded his friend with in- {f you may have messed oesn't Itt"? somb'ily abatracted. uu may not,” continued Drummond with a light trace erous, so considerate and chiv- er all.” “Oh, cut that out!" growled Whit ker unhappily. “I never meant to como back” —— “Then why ai4 you? “Oh, I don't know, Chiefly because on me in Melbourne—as I sa I knew will the minu! thought I mig! her, come hom iid, fore anybody got ao me. At the worst: By Louis Joseph Vance Author of “The Brass Bowl,” dc, shut vase—no one's going to blame whe ¥4anan; and it ought to be easy enough © secure @ separation, or divorce”—— “You'd consent to that? inquired Drummond intently. “I'll do anything she wishes’— es leave ‘ : » then?” ever fn es. te only dezent thing J coy! * ue ‘How do you figure thatt” “I went away o sick man and & or one; I came back as sound as & las Neto ast tent ‘ever expected to be this life. To all intents Tand - ugh that's how you feel be oa only give you one bit of advice.” ‘What's that?” “Find your wife” After moment of pussied thought wenn admitted ruefully: “You're fod. my best without uncovering @ trace of her.” of “You followed up that letter, course?” “I did my best, but, my dear fellow, almost anybody with a decent appear nce can manage to write id. “IT oa: Professional mad. one t'ng—the management knew noth- ing of the writer under either ner maiden name or yours.” “Did you try old Thurlow? “Her father died within etght weeks time you ran away. He ieft y, by the way. Un- “Well, there's your yr, Mra, “Bhe heard of the marria through "asserted = Drummond, “Your wife had never come ar her— give me no information. whatev. don't think she purposely mis- let you"—— I don't She seemed sin- of malice, “have been © convincing way her fruitless attempts to trace the young woman through @ private detective agency.” “Still, #he may know now,” Whitaker sald doubtful “fhe may have heard something since I'll have @ word with her myself.” eas.” observed Dromore dryly. got some sort of @ minor diplom t But, anyway, I can " Dremmend advised. Ktader act ta" nera. And always swim in toward toward deep water, until you become proficient in the art.” tft The Day’s Good Stori But He Kept the Ten. pgp gyn ome ge Dov gh “4 £3 bitty i al i E int é z ? i eet ae tf a a at ne at; E the author, ‘On the the story, & tr peda lew ey “It's the tle that bothers me—the liv- ing ie. It ten't fair to her.” “Rather sudden, this solicitude— what?’ Drummond asked with opem sar- casm, “I dare say tt @oeg look that way. But I can't eee that it's the decent thing for me to let things slide longer, I've got to try to find bi be 1ll—destitute—im desperat rummond's eyebrows went up whim~ “You surely don't mean me to 8 are involved?” This brought Whitaker up standing. "Good Heavens—no!" ered. He moved to a window and stared rudely at the Poat-Office Building for a time “I'm going to find her just the same— if aho still Hives,” he announced, turn- ing back. “Would you know her # you saw bert” don't know.” with annoyance, older’ —— taker acknowledged with defection. “Well, but what was she like?” Drummond pursued curiously, Whitaker shook hig head, ot tas he oF, Gee Master of tact, Datiove 3 ence get @ geod aquare the minister's stud; & sreen-shaded lamp 1 the traln—well, we were much worked up. I fancy, to pay meek attention to details.” “Then you “Oh, hardly.” Whitake: hand geasticulated vaguely, “ tall, slend pale, at that awkward an “Blonde or brune?* “I awear I don't know, She wore one of those funny knitted caps tight éows « er her head all the time,” Drummond laughed quietly, an inconclusive description, especially if you Savertion the wife = Interrupted roughly. tter and wants serlogs treat. ii What else have we got/te mull ‘ummond shrugged suavely. “There's . enough to keep us busy for several hours," he sald. “For instance, there's eo shen Gomended Whitskes, ‘our @eo Be Copel sa