The evening world. Newspaper, September 19, 1919, Page 25

Advice on AN a young woman afford to give Up all her young men friends and go with just one friend be cause he merely implies that he would Uke to marry her without openly de claring his love? @, OC. writes: “Please give me your advice on this matter. For several months I have been very friendly with @ young man who in various ways has implied that he would like to marry me. However, he has never directly.asked me. He is a constant visitor in my home, but on all ocea- sions as dances, etc., ho takes another girl, I have also noticed that he flirted with my sister, Shall I ignore these things or break with him en- tirely?” I should advise you to beware of the man who talks about love and mar- riage in circles, but never actually Proposes or goes to your parents de- claring his love in an open and manly way. Many a girl has listened to these circle talkers through the dest years of her life and missed going about with other young men who would have no doubt brought their love to a proper declaration. If you are sensible you will give some of your other men acquaintances a chance to call. And if your circle talker really means anything serious he will take immediate steps. Bossio N. says: “I have known a gentleman friend for one year, during which time we have been lovers, It was @ case of ‘love at first sight’ with me; but that love has increased ever since. He has meant everything to meup to now. Recently he bas made the acquaintance of a real “vamp.” She.js @ goo. dancer and makes it her business to capture him from me, for'she knows the latest steps, while I'm fust able to get along. Do you thimke Jt jealousy on my part that has eopar us? Would you suggest that I wait until he has something to before I speak to him again, or uid I act pleasantly in spite of my @ohing heart? Please advise me.” ~ The only thing you can do is to walt, If he is worthy of you, a man of any fine feelings, he will seek your company again. If he still persists tn going with this “vamp” remember that “water seeks its own level,” and they must have something in com- mon. In that case you may be glad he met her before you married him. And Marriage By Betty, Courtship Vincent “Why do so many men hate to Write love letters?” asks Polly T. “There is a young man who has de- clared his love for me, in fact given an engagement ring, but although he is frequently out of town for four or five days he never writes me long love letters, The most I ever re- ceive is just @ little card, while all wy, friends have piles of letters their friends have written them. I must confess I envy these girls I am a very affectionate girl and I would love to have long letters from the man I am to marry, telling me how much he loves me. Sometimes I feel that this man does not love me the way he should I have written two or three letters to him, letters which are really love letters, but he ignores them and just sends @ little picture postal card with his signature. Do you really think he oam care very much about me?” If I were you I should be delighted that my fiance does not waste his time writing silly love letters, No doubt his trips out of town are made on business and his mind is bent on other matters, “Walk to Troy but never write a love letter,” is the motto of more than one man. Yes, some men will walk to Troy for the woman they love, kneel at her feet in adoration and whisper sweet words in her ear, but put @ pen in their hands and lo, the world stands still! Since your fiance has given you a ring and de- clared his love for you I should not worry over the fact that he fails to ress himself by pen, obert M. J. wants to know if it is safe for young couples to wed when they are constantly quarrelling with each other. “I am deeply in love with @ young woman,” he writes, “and they say true love never runs smooth, but whether it would be safe for us to marry is what I would like you to tell me. This young lady always takes the opposite side of every sub- ject we converse upon. It may be that she does this to make conversa- tion, but every evening that we spend together ends up in a decided quarrel. I always send her a bunch of flowers to make up later, and upon several occasions she has made me a batch of fudge and sent it around. We are always frightfully unhappy when apart for any length of time. and yet we never have spent what T would call an entirely pleasant eve- ning. Stall we quit?” y all means part for a couple months. I do not believe that poe can have any true love between you, Possibly both of you have few ac- quaintances of the opposite sex, and that is why you miss each other when apart. Try going about with another girl for a tte and intro- duce her to some of your maaculin friends. ¥ How It Started Why We Call Them X-Rays. HO put the X in X-ray? W Truly one of the greatest discoveries of the age is the X-ray. For years medical men, sur- geons and scientists, groped in dark- ness for the ray that would light to curative agencies the ways within us that are hidden from the eye, and for years they failed, or only partially succeeded. And then one Wilhelm Roentgen, a professor in @ German university, an- nouncea tv the world that he had dis- covered a ray which would make It possible not only harmlessly to photo~ graph the skeleton and the internal organs of the body as an aid to diag, nosis, but which would have within itself wonderful curative powers for certain diseases. The X-Ray destroys diseased tissue and has been known to cure cancers, | $e, tumors and many affections of the skin. Electricity, iridafimen and platinum @re used in X-Ray work. But Roent- gen himself was not certain of the exact nature of the rays, What then ANSWERS TO YESTERDAY'S KWiz. 1. A hybrid is the combination of a number of races, for instance, a hy- ena originally was the combination of @ fox and 4 wolf. 2, Susan B, Anthony introduced the first measure for equal suffrage, meaning the right of women to vote, the same as men, 3. In war parlance, an ace is an aviation officer who has brought equivalent of four enemy 4 A pica is the measurement work for @ size of type used by printers, 5. A piker is a term applied to in- dividuals who are cheaters, pretend- ers, frau 6. Guy de Maupassant was a cele- brated French author, chiefly notable for the construction of his short stor- fes, He died insane. 4. They call it mercerized because Thomas Mercer, an English spinner, evolved the treatment of cotton by chemicals to make it appear as silk. & Porfirio Diaz, President of the Republic of Mexico, for thirty- gix years ruled that country to the ultimate prosperity of all its people 9% ‘The equator is an imaginary belt encircling the earth, and whenever ships cross the equator, there is a ceremony to sisnalize the event 10. For the kiss to our Saviour, for which he exchanged thirty pieces of silver, NEW QUESTIONS. 1, Where is Hell e 2. Who is Christic 8 Who is Charles Evans Hughes? 4. What is a jinx? 5. What is an isthmus? 6. Who wrote “Pickwick Papers?” Who was Madame Du Barry? Where is Havre? at is the final word in the By Hermine Neustadt! more natural than that the professor, dally confronted with problems in ma- thematics, chemistry and physics, should choose the term used in the realm of science to represent the un- known quantity--X? How Do Y6u FEEL ABouT PROHIBITION | Am VERY PROUD oF MY HUSBAND .HE HAS ACCEPTED PROHIBITION WITHOUT MURMUR MY HUSBAND IS A Good CITIZEN . HE ALWAYS OBEYS threat “ol aliowiuig tus up to the Wee eal” Mario La Dalle, Anuwh bderwcr f Ma “ “Clancy of HeadQuarters bursis iuto the squalid quale ut busscuighue, tbe poor aru, Under Th rand from’ ‘New Oneans bank, hiss aden froma inate a | dite “tundTng We Magvie murdered iaubie deny” crete the robteed. of. $100,000 ta "Brora eet | Bear Chatham "Square and ‘gets. the wupves Tmuniches ‘oft the man's disguise, aid ia | Fleming’. dank. ‘Reaching afterward Ds forces from im i danger angst night learna that English Dick, alias mn added confeasion, that Itedy Jo. astens U ole's place. suspected of having _murdere Siininie fade. Pl CHAPTER XIIL (Continwed.) HERE wis uo answer —no movement, The strong, steady hands shook; those marvel- lous fingers, usually so deft and sure, faltered now as they loos- ened the cloak and threw the hood back over the wig of tangled, matted hair, He wrenched his flashlight from his pocket, To find the wound and stop the flow of blood! The ray shot out—there was a cry from Jimmie Dale—and like 4 man distraught he reeled to bis feet and started at the upturned face, ghastly white under the flashlight’s glare. It was the Pippin. The wig of grizzied hair that he had unconsciously been holding dropped trom Jimmie Dale's hand and his and Went upward to his tom, e mad! Was this joy, relle or fury that, surging upon hin ‘ robbing him of his senses! ‘The Pip- jpint How could it be the Pippin! |The cloak with its hood and the long, |gray matted wig were very like Silver Mag’s—very like Silver Mag's! The Pippin! The Pippin!—one-time actor |who had murdered old Melinoff, the oid clothes dealer! No—he was not mad! Dimly, his mind groping in the darkness, he began to see, The Pippin's eyes opened. “Who's there?” he demanded weakly, Jimmie Dale, without a word, leaned forward, and threw the ray of light upon his own face. A queer smile flickered across the Pippin's lips; his voice, weak as it was, was debonair and careless, ‘Well, we nearly got you, Larry—at that! You fell for it, all right. Only— lonly some one"—his voice weakened still further—“must have gpilled the beans—to the—~police, Jimmic Dalo made no answer. His lips were thinned and tight together, It was plain enough now, It hal been ‘® plant to get him~to id reveals id in a Long Inland town, where he ts wog dead ch yi muraared, Forreuee ere, Metinof, an oid clothes Drogresd as he drags out ® pars he believes w bo Marie, » later Jimmlo gets & message frou nployed im Ive @ moment robbery. and. Fearing Marte ube in thinks he will find "The Pippin,’ © dealer. A police raid is io floor. Thre men te guilty of too. be. Gray Seal through an appeal to the Gray Seal's loyalty toward bis pal, Silver Mag! CHAPTER XIV, N- evening newspaper lay open on the table. Jimmie Dale's eyes fixed for an in- stant on a glaring headline, then travelled slowly around the room—one of the St. James's private writing rooms—and came back to the paper again, ‘The failure of that night, t pin's death, the stir and publicity, the stimulus given to police activity, had, it seemed, in no way acted as a deterrent upon the sinister ingenuity which, he made no doubt, was Ikewise the author of the mysterious erime that to-night was upon every tongue in the city—the murder of one of New York's most prominent bankers under almost in- credible circumstances, and the coin- cident disappearance of a number of documents which were vaguely hint- ed at as being of international im- portance and of priceless worth. The crime had been committed in broad daylight, in mid-afternoon, in the bunker’s private office, and within call of the entire staff of the bank. No one had been seen eitber to enter or leave the office during an interval of gome fifteen to twenty minutes, previ- ous to which time it had been estab- Ushed by one of the staff that the banker was engaged in his usual oc- ecupation at his desk, and at the ex piration of which he had been d covered by the cashier lying dead upon the floor, his gull fractured by a blow that had evidently been dealt him from behind, the desk in disorder as though it had been hurriedly searched, and the papers, known to have been in the banker's possession at that time, gone. Jimmie Dale turned from the win- dow, sat down again in his chair and drew the letter from his pocket—and, sitting there, the strong Jaws clamped and lucked, his face drawo in rigid lines, the dark, steady eyes cold and it again, as he had read it hard, ba i ae ae sa vt Jason had LipvEnroRes JocmeD Lwon- AR ATs Se REDS NAG Mem HOME PAGE FRIDAY, SEPTEMBER 19, MINE AuwAYS Bows To THE WILL OF THE MAToRITY 2 8 isn se ane STE Saat a ntadian ad By Maurice Kette n ITS A wre LL RUG PROHIBITION AS DOESN 'T BOTHER. ME EITHER T Have. BoucsnT ENOUGH To LAST THE REST oF MY LIFE Anp THEN Sone FAR AS LAN CONCE Ag FONCERNED T Have STORED ENOUGH 7 Leave To MY > GRAND CHILOREN “Dear Philanthropic Crook: der if | am writing those words for do the last time? 1 believe Lam. 1 not mean 1 am in such danger that I ver have the opportunity again, but rather that I will never have the to-night should tell. It is very near the end—one way or the other—and 4 believe Oh, Jimmie, I pi to-morrow—but I did not t this letter to you to talk of that ong ugo—do you remember, Jim- wrote you that I would not, could not, bring you into the shadows again for me, and that I must fight It must be that way, there is no other Way, and what I am wbout to say must not Jead hesitating It is will ne need to do so, way. and that mie?. this out alone. Jimmie; you to until the the what very little the afterwa mon whould put the clevere the you be even Wien obliged to come into © shadows Jimrn| th strange, some grim, joke, by hay forced at you, conviction struction, live for “Listen, then! that 1 now, or have changed my mind only this—that the game is not won card while I am almost certain that 1 se there is still that last let us mince If I fail you know in the bigger way, Jimmie, | can only count for but There is of far mo. swift and sur an end to the dapreda- tions and the menace to society that exists to-day in the person of one of consctenceless Nor, think last way now, card to play matters, Jimmie. it means, Do_not the as that nt—that justic t and mos fiends that ever plotted crime. in case you shoud have to take up work where L me with But am is played, Buty balance. it is my y God it is, and, 18 Do you remember, Jimmie? and the head oi the Crime Club were killed that night of the old Sanctuary fire, and that the greater number, almost all in fact, of members of the band were caught by the police, that a few of them still evaded the trap that escaped, Hut we believed these were so few in number and were so thoroughly disorganized that nothing more was to be feared from them, And this in @ very great measure is true; but it is not alto- gether trye, Nd, 1am not going to tell you that the Crime Club rose from its ushes and is in operation again; but one of the men who e caped that ni one of the cluti leaders, possessed evidently of the se- cret as to where the club's surplus funds were hidden, is the man who, through @ lavish use of those funds, is operating now through the unde: world, who is responsible for For- rester’s murder, and 1s the man who through all these months has sought to reach me, I referred to him as ‘one of the leaders'—I believe him now to have been the most dangerous of them all, You know him as Clarke. He was the man who so cleverly imperson- ated Travers as the chauffeur, after they had killed Travers, He was the man who sat at the house that night when Travers first learned that my father and uncle had been murdered, und that the same fate was in store for me. I told you that from where he leave off, would sat in the room that night I could not see his face, that Travers told again, It is very me who he was; but, apart from not It is almost lke being able to recognize him on that ribly grim, Jronical particular occasion, | knew him well, srything, all the power, all the resourees that this man possesses have been used against last few months, that unless he accomplishes my death ho must remain in hid! into the same time—and not know, because he does not know that he is known to you, and that as Jimmie position and prominence would carry every word you might Say, are in a position to testify against him—with my death he auto- matically apoomplienes And 80 y6u me in because he hiding: Dale, @ man We knew, you and I, that while both my supposed uncle “The Voice in the Fog” By Harold McGrath Kitty Killigrew and Mra. Crawford, American women in London, are robbed of their jewels while an English title and some pricelesy gems, is suspected of the robbery, Webb and Kitty learn lo iove une dnvther, and-— Begin This Story Monday the know. just as he and y this he does whose his own de- see, Jimmic, in one sense, at least, I cannot fail! No, I do not mean to epeak lightly- II have as much as you, Jimmie—to for he had been a frequent visitor to the house even prior to my father's death, and subsequently in company with Travers as one who appeared to have struck up ap intimacy with my supposed uncle, be day after the Crime Club was raided by the police, you will remem- ber that Clarke not being among those caught, I gave the authorittes what particulars I could in reference to the man. But nothing came of it. A_ description and the name of ‘Clarke’ was little enough to work on. The man had disappeared, Timo passed, and I supposed, as no doubt you, a8 well, supposed, that Clarke had made good his escape, that he was probably well content with such good fortune, and that nothing more, if he could ‘help it, would ever bo heard of him. Jimmie, | was wrong. Within @ month a series of narrow in thelr cabs. Webb, who inherited ene es from accidents, any one of which might easily have accomplished my death, seemed to follow me por- sistently. 1 will not take the time jow to enumerate them all--they were so commonplace, so liable to happen to any one, such for instance as escaping by a hair'sbreadth from being run down by @ speeding car swerving around the corner as 1 started to cross the street, or again by an iron tackle falling from @ scaf- folding where work was in progress on the building in which, pending the remodelling of my own house, as you know, | had taken an apartment, that at first 1 atached no ulterior signifi- cance to the But finally, as they persisted, 1 became couvineed that they were deliberate and premeditated attempts upon my life, I said nothing to you, as did not wish to alarm you, And then one night Clarke showed himseif. “Do you remember the colorless liquid, the poison instantaneous in its action and defying detection by autopsy, which was 90 favorite a method of murder with the Crime Club? L had expected to be out for the evening, and had given the maids permission to go out together, It was bout half-past eight when I left the apartment. 1 had only gone a few blocks when L returned for some- thing I had forgotten, I was in my bedroom when I heard the hall door open stealthily., 1 switched off the bedroom light instantly, and slipped into the clothes closet, leaving the door just ajar, 1 knew, of course, that if jt were another attack di- rected against me, it was one that was prearrunged and that was being on the presumption that I was riment emp- ‘© Was silenoe for a moment then a step crossed the threshold of the bedroom, and the light went on. It wav Clarke, Th was 4 little night taoie bi bed on which my maid, befor had gone out, had placed as usual 4 curafe of ice water and 4 small tray of biscuits. Clarke was evidently very well acquainted with this fact He stepped at once to the table, took 4 vial from his pocket, poured the contents into the curafe~and the next instant the room was in dark- ness again, and Clarke was gone, I acted as quickly as I could. “i dared not move or give any sign of Presence until he was out of the Apartment, for | would have accomp. lished nothing except my death, But the minute the outer door closed I picked up the telephone to communi- cate with the vestibule, It was ground-floor apartment, as you know, The one chance was to have the hall porter intercept Clarke in the vesti- dule, As a matter of fact, the tele- phone was not answered for fully a minute or so—too late, of course! Clarke had vanished, The boy at the telephone desk said he had heen busy with another call, That is all, Jim- mie, I saw clearly that night that there waa only one thing left for me to do if I ho: to gave my life, and it Clarke with his own you; Covrriaht. 19 8 the bieak fall weath- er ap. proaches it only natural that women should turn from dainty gay ap- parel to some. thing more se- vore and prac- tical. Does not nature herself lead the way in this? Throwing off her flowery robes of radiant hue and shed- ding the leaves of her trees to leave but barren boughs, sbe pre- sents a plain and practical as- pect indeed. The summer's — spell of play is over and life is again taken seri- ously, ‘The most pop- ular color that women adopt is dark blue, al- though brown is also extensively used this year And for trim. ming, tucks and bands, embrot- dery and braid will be conapic- uous for street frocks. An espe- cially graceful manipulation of band trimming, which — though suggestive of tucks is decided- ly prettier than they, is afforded in my design to- day. The bands are shaped to drop in a low round in front, while in back they meet in a point, They are of a single thickness of serge, their edges being picoted, thus eliminating consider- able labor. The foundation frock is on semi-princess lines, no waist Ii being evident at back or sides, thoug! in front several rows of stitching con. ax her bankers informed you, and why during all these months L have disappeared. me have to say this letter, to Clark to the last thing I reason for writing now the My death was essential lieved that because he b 1 was the only one who tively identify him as that, therefore, as long could not restime hus own identhiy and personal freedom of action for f that I might, even if only through inadvertence, recognize him, He could take no ehanc But I b lieve I have be Clarke discovered that rke’ is in Peter Marre, the abyster lawyer, bet- ter known among his ¢ miele as Wizard Marre, But Marre, too, bas disappeared—you understand, Jim- me? And now, hidden, under cover, never showing himself personal! ‘Clarke’ is working, not only to re me, but to further all his other achemes, through some agency with- out appearing himself either as Marre or as ‘Clarke, I belleve tt ts only a matter of a few hours now before L shall elther have got to the bottor of who and what this agency is, or lxe-again do not let us mince mat ters, Jimmie—‘Clarke’ will have been too much for me, And in that latter case is found the whole obj this letter, Once I am removed from his path, and believing that no on else could, or would, link ‘Clarke’ and Peter Marre toxet he will natu- rally resume t! Y and Pet 1-time surroundings, a unhampered by fear ‘of and therefore a Peter Marre @ hundredfold more dangerous than ever before, And so, Jimmie, If that should happen have simply this infogn nto the hands of the police without appearing your- self, say, through the agency of the y Seal—and I shall not have brought you into the shadows again,” Tho letter was signed simply “Marie.’ seript: “You will hear from me the moment that I can tell you I am free at last." Marr Peter Marre! = Wizard Marry A smile that held no mirth hovered for instant over Jimmie But there was a post- Dale's lips. Yes, he knew Marre Marre of the—well! The man was brilliant, clever--and possessed of a devil's soul! no other ™: Also Marre, as ¢ n had ever held it, the conflac of crimeland erimeland had supplied the lawyer with his clie Marre was "Clark ers of the old Cri A year ago Marr him as partner a the name of Cleaver, who lacked only, through experience, the sani degree of dishonest finesse and cun- ning possessed by Marre himselt Jimmie Dale was quietly folding the sheets of paper in his hand, Some one was knocking at the door, “Come int’ said Jimmie Daie—and ee OS pee rtainly held and tricky And so » of the lead- ub! ken in with young lawyer by ot of | SHAPED BANDS, PICO INTERESTING TRIMMING. fine a slight fulness at the ‘They finish, however, before the straight bands of fur which such delightful vertical lines, to the horizontal DGED, of the bands. will lend youthful air, New and Original Desig For the Smart Woman By Mildred Lodewick by The Press Publishing Co. (The New York Rvening A Chic Street Frock. FORM The neck is fini either collarless or with a small organdy collar, and the frock at the back with buttons and which extend from the neck t® first band, This chie little fi quires careful workmanship to out its charm, and when compl the wearer a lith It has dignity for the matron, though it ts jough for a miss, Ser; heavy satin are desirable fabricg, «4. Fashion Editor, Evening World; duv contrast in = Will you give maa smart design form @ Dusiness frock towmih! — made of fine dark tihue * French serge? ‘ 35 years of age end like my clothes youtity ful yet dignified. amt a 36 size. * MISS W. & matching buttons? Fashion Pitar of The Brening World: Band trimming skirt disappear 1am a misy 17 1-2 years old, to normal school, and would Wf simple frock of blue tricotine, Bust Brown collar, n wear youthful styles. A straight Am small Me Ae hanging blouse with @ black satin sash entwint hips and tying in bow and en the st satin bow collar, wrist, into the for man you phone on Plain scant skirt. completing Buster Slee’ 4s gathered slight narrow cuff of mat that may be linked together, He th table. “but there is a phone’ glanced toward “T wow sure just where you were, ai connect you here’ said Jimmie, Very good, Masters, Ni d to it myself.” The man withdrew and closed| Jimmie Dale rose door again, picked up the instrument, “There is a cal) for me, “This is Mr. he said. There was a moment’ his chair and, stepping to the room seemed suddenly to about him—the hand so steady a f ments ago was tyombling now as it held the inst ‘as mad! the voice r voic hurriedly this time No Jimmie: again, almost “Jimmie—are you there’ frant ‘You! His lips were dry, he a ened them with his tongu he whispers 1 hoarsely. fy be f u, and [ thought—1 thought that were"— Jimmie,” she broke in, wistful catch in her voice, “I stay bere &@ moment—you don’t you?