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"Mary, Mary, Quite Contrary-"
By NELL BRINKLEY
Copyright, 1915, Intrrn'l New Service.
TITE BEE: OMAHA, FRIDAY, AUGUST 6, 1H15.
C5Q
By Oouverneur Morris
and
Charles W. Goddard
CimKti. Wis. Mr
b) uuoam oi u Ciu4ter.
A fur th tiaaic death of J oho Aiuaa
buiy, tils Wvanieu w'ft v( Aium-
ic fcitmiMt leautl, ii. At hi 4w
Biu.i.er. itu uui of tn iuwium
kluiupa the beautiful J-tir-onl
tki uil bin. liur Ul in ev varadia
to here nil avra no maul, but lni.,aa au
la iavuak by uiigoia wuo uulruut ucr lot
hi uiiaaiwu to itluiui Uit wuiid. At luv
ao ot la ana l auUUtU.y laul lulu luc
unu wlieia mouM ui uw lulafeaui Mi
leau tv pi.Ui.u to Una tour.
irtan yeais Uier 'i'utuuay goes to tai
Acuronutti-Ko. ilia tulaioaU an icauouai
bt (ur to trif. 11 a.oiaeui no la tuo iu
to meet tuu uiUo Auio-bu.y iri. as aua
cuita fuiln lioai oar iiuiw aa coiesiu.
the Kill from heavau. .s.iuiur louituy uut
Ctieaii I'KukiiUui each otner. aouuuj
llnua it hu ey iimclcr to imcut CuiuaU
Ii out frof. siuniui anil tney hio m
the mountain, inter tney w ituiauea
by builacr aud eecap to an Inland wn
iur aiwua tn nignt
Tommy a fliot ami was to get CelesUa
away (torn buiuter. After tney leav
Ueiievu Tommy la unabie to vet auy
hotel to tttku Celeatia la owing to r.r
cualume. Hut later ha persuades Id
latliar to keep her. When he aoea oal
to the taxi he fluda' her gone, h fall
into the hand of whit alavere, but
escapes and nous to live with a poor fam
ily by the nnuie of DoUKlaa. Vvnea then
on Fredule return home be finds right
In hia own house, Celesilu, the girt lor
whlcn the underworld haa ottered a re
ward that he honed to not.
Celeatia secures work In a largs gar
ment factory, where a great many girls
are employed. Here ahe snows her pe
culiar power, and makea tr.enda with all
her girl corapaulona. i)y her laiks to the
giria ana la auie iu vain Mimiouiu
, atrike, and the "boss'' overhearing her la
movea to grant uie rtwi me gins maiiea,
and alao to right a great wrung he had
don one of them. Juat at tula point the
factory caichea on fire, and the work
room la aoon a blazing furnace. Celeatia
refuse to escape witn the other girls,
and Tommy Barclay rushes in and car
ries ner out, wrapped In a big roll of
cioth.
The wife of the miners" leader Involves
Tommy In an escapado luat leaua tlto
miners to lynch him. Cc'eaUa aavea him
from the mob, but turna from him unJ
goes to aee Kelir.
TWELFTH EPISODE.
"KUUlter was her teacher, and one other
man."
"What man?" asked Tommy.
"His name doesn't matter. Just before
It waa time to briny; her to earth, he
well, they caught him trying to make
her kiss him, and ever since then he's
beendead.
"Her memory tells her of no physical
Ills or wants, only of a wonderful In
capable disembodied serene state of hap
piness and holiness. There waa a voice
to which all bowed down In worship.
That voice told her at last that she must
descend to earth and do as she has
done."
"What an extraordinary story!" ex
claimed Tommy, "but Incredible."
"No," said Mary, "not In the least;
extraordinary, If you like; but not In
credible. You don't know Stllliter. ' Her
name before they took her to heaven
and named her Celcstla was plain Ames
bury." At that name, a host of old and poignant
recollections flooded Tommy's mind. For
the second time he sprang to his feet.
"My God," he cried, "my little Ames
bury girl. Of course she is. A hundred
times I've been on the verge of that
knowledge and yet because it was Im
possible that she should be the dellnlte
knowledge never really came to me. For
heaven's sake!"
"Now do you believe me?" asked Mary,
coldly.
"I must, Mary. But how did you find
this out?"
"It doesn't matter. I wormed it out of
Homebody. Now, what will you do?"
"I'll go down to Celeatia and tell her
about herself, and shake her faith In her
self." "You'll need proofs."
"You think so? I'm not sure. Are there
any?"
"I can't produce any. But"
"But what?"
"Well. It might be a good thing If you
could locate the cave. That's the only
thing I can think of offhand."
Tommy fell into a brown study. Then
he said:
"Mary, what Is your motive In telling
me all this?"
"Perhaps I don't want Mr. Barclay
elected. Perhaps I dlsllk Celeatia so much
that I want her to be humbled even at
ny own expenae. The motive doesn't
.latter."
Mary's real motive in making the fore
going revelation to Tommy was not en
tirely clear even to herself. Above all
things she wanted to be rid of Celeatia.
The promise of a fortune In pearls to
the person who brought her definite word
of Celestla's definite elimination from
mundane aalrs had not borne fruit. Now
Mary thought that a collapse of Celeatia a
power over men, though a shaking of
her faith in herself, might produce defin
ite results. Celest a, on learning that she
was not divine, being but a faker, would
become not only valueless to the arch
conspirators, but a stern and awful
menace to their plana. They would suc
ceed swiftly and without mercy where
Mrs. Ounsdorf had failed.
It wasn't for want of trying that Mrs.
Ounsdorf had failed. It wasn't because
her spirit waa weak or her arm nerve
less, nor because th knife which aha
carried In her stocking wasn't long
enough and sharp enough for her purpose.
Advantageous opportunities for doing th
murder and escaping undetected were
rare. Rie had had but one, for Celeatia
was so surrounded and guarded a a
rule that ahe was hard to come at. Mrs.
Oundsdorf had only had one good chanoe.
She had failed then because she had been
so foolish to look Celeatia In the eyes,
and the power to do the wicked deed had
been stricken from her.
She didn't have money enough to track
Celeatia all over the country. (Mary
should have provided for this). But sh
had done here beat.
Now another excellent opportunity
seemed to offer.
Celestla's enow-white train, practically
deserted, occupied the aiding. It would
j be taken off at midnight, and run slowly
so as to arrive not too early in the chief
'city of the north woods.
Mrs. Ounsdorf chose a moment when
no one seemed to be looking, and boarded
Celeatia'a own car at the observation
end. Phe knew the room in which Celea
tia slept and entered It There waa a
three-quarter bed In whlto enamol, a
1 bureau ditto, an arm chair and a door
ajar, that disclosed the white and nickel
fixtures of a white tiled bath room. The
little suite fairly daisied with Its cleanli-
jnesa and its whiteness. If there was
anything in contrast, it was a wonderful
setting for a bloody crime.
The room offered only one hiding place.
Mrs. Ounsdorf knelt, flattened herself
to the floor and crawled under the bed.
(To Be Continued Tomorrow.)
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When Everything
Goes Wrong
By BEATRICE FAIRFAX.
"When things begin to go wrong."
Cecil Rhodes once said, "nine people out
or ten, give them a helping hand in that
direction. That Is why wo so often find
that misfortune don't come singly. The
first thing that goes wrong puts the
victim wrong-."
It Is most remarkable how things do go
wrong at times, how one little annoyance
or mishap seems to breed a host of
other.
There was once a man who, If things
went wrong with him before 10 o'clock
In the morning, made it a practice to go
back to bed again and spend the day
there. He said that he knew the dsy
would only prove unfortunate If he got
up again and exerted himself.
That la the plan of escaping Irritation
one cannot recommend to everybody. We
poor, ordinary mortals hav to pV up
with mishaps a they come and go out
to meet whatever the day may have in
; store for us with such courage a we may
posses.
There are so many people who suffer
from real and terrible misfortunes which
no human effort or foresight could avoid.
In their case we can offer no solution as
to the bitter "why" of sorrow. We can
only try to help. We must recognise that
we ennnot explain w can only attempt
to relieve.
Real sorrow must be accepted with
humility. It must not be anticipated nor
put down to an evil star nor to any
superstitious explanation of mischance.
The spirit with which to meet actual
disaster la two-fold; to bear what must
be borne and to avert and defeat un
necessary suffering.
To avoid what many-call misfortune or
bad luck needs a spirit above despond
ency. The belief that you ar go
ing to win is half the battle. The only
real luck In th world Is that of having
or being able to cultivate the spirit of
belief that there Is no auch thing as luck.
Anticipating misfortune means putting
on your heart so great a burden of woe
that a good fight against despondency
become Impossible.
The feeling "everything la bound to go
wrong" needs every bit of vigor one can
find to bring about IU defeat. The quicker
on begins to fight, th better. At th
moment when you happen to f nd your
day starting wrong don't yield to despair.
Simply start it over again and start it
right
One morning on his rising th gnat
Wellington was informed by a cheerful
officer that every plan was miscarrying.
"Everything going wrong, la Itt Well,
I'll see to that," h exclaimed. He did.
Th day turn dout to b a most forta
nate one.
Ther Is no reason why. In spit of sign
or portent, each of us cannot "see to
that." when th day starts out with
threat of evil.
In victory over threat of mlsfortun
there ought to lie great satisfaction, alnc
after all life la a fight and w ar bora
to make It
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"Mary, Mary, quite contrary, how does your garden grow,"
Mornln' Mary thought I'd Just lean over yoir hedge a min
ute to ask my same old luestion! How does your garden grow?
Months ago I gave you some slips of Dreams. Slips from my own
big Dream-tree. And you promised you'd plant them In your gar
den and givo them a bit of sunshine and rain. You promised, and
though you are contrary, you never break your word. Oh, Mary,
howre the Dream-Blips coming on Don't go pink and turn your
back. Somo day you'll dig 'em all up and come to ray garden to
live when the Dream-ellps blossom full.
"Msry, Mary, , White Dream-slips,
Quit contrary, And red Two-Hps, ,
How does your garden grow? And Dan at the head of the row '
NELL BRINKLEY.
Women Made Rediculous by the Fallacy of Youlh
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By DOROTHY D1X.
"Th cult of youth hu become an ob
session with us," said a middl-aged
woman, who Is brave enough to still
celebrat her birthdays. "Th papers teem
with columns of advlo about how to
keep young. Our
mails are loaded
down with circulars
advertising all sorts
of systems and
exerc.sea and phy
sical cultur and
creams and lotions,
aoh guaranteed to
keep us young If
w will only use
that parti cular
specific against the
encroaohment ot
age.
"Of eours. sven
th most ardent
advocates of per
ennial youth real
ise that you can't
keep the body for
ever young; that In spit of all the mas
sag and cold cream and gymnastics in
th world we are bound at last to ac
quire crow's feet, and gray hairs, and
stooped shoulders,
"Then they tell us that If we can t b
young physically, w must keep young
mentally. So wa ar adjured to asso
ciaU with young people, and to keep on
reading and studying, and going about
so that w won't get wrinkles on our
souls, whatever w mak have on our
races.
"Now I am on of th few who don't
regard age as a curse, or even as a dis
grace that you must try to conoeal from
th general publlo as long as possible.
I doa't even feel that growing old Is a
misfortune. Personally, I hav enjoyed
my lovely morning of youth. I hav re
velled on my busy, hard-worked noon
time of life, and I look forward with
nothing but pleasure to a tranquil, quiet
twilight of age when I can fold my hands
and say that I hav done an honest day's
labor, and that It Is ended, and I have
earned a right to rest
"But that's not th popular way to look
at tb age question. The general view Is
that we must keep young at any price,
or at least try to fool th world iuto
thinking that we are young, and the re
sults are grotesque, aa well as pathetic
"Take, for example, the old wouxa
that wa see all about us, who would be
so nice and sweet and lovable If they
weren't trying to understudy their own
granddaughters.
"I met one of my acquaintances the
other afternoon at a country club. (She's
a woman well on in middle life, but shu
was rigged out In the sportiest of sport
clothes heelleas white shoes, a skirt half
yau to her knnos, a brilliant yellow coat,
with a dinky little hat to match, set on
her dyed hair at a rakish angle, and with
her face painted up ilk the s.de of a
barn.
"I know this poor old soul well, and I
know that she spends fully half of hor
Mm with ha.rdressers and beauty
doctors and masseurs, trying to keep
young. Bh put In enough. work on It to
achieve success In any line of business
and she suffers enough to entitle her to
be canonised as a martyr. And all to
no purpose. She's old. and she looks
and her adlotlc youthful clothes only call
attention to th fact of how o'd she Is.
"I could weep when I think how often
this woman drags herself out to dances
to fox trot when her poor, tired old boiws
cry out for bed and hot water bays; how
hor ttln old shoulders shiver under chif
fon when they'd b so comfortable under
flannel; how she'd enjoy slumping down
of an evening In a rocking chair with
Imr corsets off, and her bedroom slippers
on, and a good old-farhloned novel, in
stead of ruslilng from a restaurant to a
heater, and the theater back to a enfe.
fiut she doern't dare to do It because
she's got to keep young. She's afraid to
Indulge herself In the luxury of getting
old.
"And perhaps the saddest thing about
IhtJio women Is that they have to ape
tho conversation of youth. Fancy a sen
sible woman of 5u or flu having to roll
her eyes and tabhle inanities at boys
young etiough to bo her grandsons, it
make m aick to think ot It And yet
every day I see Some superannuated old
flirt trying to act gay and giddy with
men and pose a a charmer.
"Such women ar disgusting, they are
the greatest bores on earth, and yt If
Ihry only had enough courage to be their
age, and talk like their age, they'd be
interesting. Any woman who has lived
fifty or sixty years has had enough of
the vital experiences of life and seen
enough of th world to make her worth
llatenlng to, if sh la only not so afraid
of dates that she expurgates everything
worth while from her conversation.
"That's on aid of th tragedy of try-
! InK to be young when you ar not young.
iThtre Is a tragedy of the other side aUn
I th tragedy of th peotile who are the
Advice to Lovelorn
87 Beatrict
Fairfax
Meaning of WcddlaT Klnua.
Dear Miss Fairfax: I expect to be
marrltd soon to a young lawyer. I want
him to wear a wedding ling. He sa.d It
is not the cuatum for won and he will
not wear oti.
I aaked him why the women are com
pelled to wear a ring after their wedding
and men not. and he said because women
used to be Uvea In the oldun llmee. and
that was why we hav to wear wedding
rings.
I think that men ought to wear wed
ding rings as well as the women. Your
opinion will b greatly appreciated.
U A. 13.
Th wadding ring actually Is a survival
of th barbarous times when men bought
their brides. However. It Is not thought
,of that way today, but Is considered an
'endlessness of love's circle. The double
j ring service ia very beautiful, and an In-
creasing number of men gladly wear tbls
, token, of their uiurrlufic. Women are uot
. I
compelled tj wear wedding lings, but
are glad and proud to. Unless a man
wants to wear this symbol of lov 1
should not ask him to do so.
Moat Improper.
Dear Mins Fairfax A young lady, en
IfKK.d, goes out bathing with her sister.
Wille they are on lie beach two young
men they do not kt.ow, start a conversa
tion v.lih them. W as it proper lor either
or both of the young lacios to utitnie
tins lonveraullon for half an hour? Th
eiis'sk'-d young la ly slate she sees no
harm In It. I claim that this amounts to
a flirtation, and that a young lady should
spi.ak to no switlftinan whom ah duo
not know, or to whom she wa not prop
erly Introduced. tt.
Neither th engaged girl nor her sister
should hav engaged In a conversation
with two strange men. It lowered their
dignity in tlx eyes of the men with whom
they so lasiially flirted and it certainly
Was unworthy of thulr womanhood.
real peter Tana of life, the people who
nver grow m in spirit, but whoso bodle
grow old.
"I know a woman like that too, a
pathetic old creature who Is Just aa keen
about going to every sort of amusement
aa any deDiitante, who Is as avid of pleas
ure as a child.
"Bh wants to wear pale pinks and
blues and flower-wreathed hata, becaus
spiritually she's 18 Instead of SO, and she
keeix her family In a perpetual state of
alarm, becatse, although she's crippled
up with rheumatism and deaf and half
blind, she's always giving tham th aUp
and going off on some Impossible excur
sion from which ahe is brought back in
a slat of physical collapse. And the
way she frets againt tho limitations of
age la pitiful.
"That Is why I think the cult of youth
Is all wrong. Age Is Inevitable, and It
seems to ma that the wise thing Is to
welcome It as a friend Instead of fighting
against it as an enemy for It Is an
enemy that Is bound to conquer us In the
end"
Hy ADA PATTKItSON.
Tea, It can be don. Life can be made
more beautiful, for each of us, by each
of ua
I agroo with you that life Preheats anmo
sharp, ugly edm of
actuality. Hut It
la, at worst, like
Jaargod rock whom
edgee arc hidden
by a graceful car
peting 'vln. 80
some of the hard
eat facta of II fo
can be softened by
tne twlnlnar ten
drils of fancy. Its
sharp pin-faces and
dun oolors can bo
hidden by the bril
liant tints of
poetry.
Do not be im
patient at the
word poetry, prao-
tlcai man or woman who reads TTiia Tou
may say very honestly that you hat
rhymes. But you may be a poet with
out knowing It A poet Is on who sea
th beauty In common place) things, and.
tranrtatea them Into a fine glow of ap-1-renatlon
of that beauty.
If yow eye filled while you watched
a mother's faded eye follow the son,
taking train that day to the city to seek
his fortune in that maelstrom where op
portunities and temptations whirl past lit
equal numbers and with th same dlx
sytng rapidity. If you saw the beauty
tt her self forret fulness in giving the
toy his chance even though ahe had it
prxmonltlon that ih would never se
him again, you ar a poet for you have
seen the beauty In one of the cotnmon
plaoea of llf. Try to find th beauty
In every asrect of life. It Is there, fcteek
It end so mak life more beautiful.
Make life more beautiful for your ol
by placing an Illuminated adage abov
his desk. For your offlr boy by plac
ing a print of a good picture where hU
too often roving eyes will fall upon It.
Not one of the traveracrles from tho
comln sections. Not a Pair of American
; athlete pummelling each other within
a scrap of an Inch of their live. Place
somewhere near hi snub and freckled
nose a little reproduction 0f a marin-i
view. The ship with full sail on a smooth
lea will feed his vlH of beauty and
stimulate his Imagination in right dlrec
tiolns.
When all employers have grasped the
truth that men and women work best
when they are happy and that they ar
happier when they ar within clean, fair
surroundings, employers will banish dust
and grime and will place their workers
beside windows from which they can
gllmiMn field or mountain, river or sea,
or the far bltm aky. Or, If thee essen
tials are denied, there may be cheap, but
good prints or mottoes pointing tho way
to some of the beauty of life. Convlnco
commander of a working army of this
truth and he will svend hundreds of
thousands to make the surrotindinoa' .if
his workn.cn inrpiring and he will bo "In
pocket" by the experiment
A word of. appreciation can make th
day glow with beauty. Tell a man of
work well done. Tell a girl that the sun
and freh air have made her as fresh,
and wholeanma a a rialy and you will
not only have made beautiful her day,
but you will hav encou-aged her to cen
tinue th sun and air baths that will
mak of her good, a aweet natured and
a vigorous woman.
I Appreciate that vord of appreciation
that is ePoken to you about your own
efforts, but don't expect it Thla la a
busy world and the busty folk In It mav
: Irt an opportunity to speak such word
, pass. Ptrlk tlie keynote of your own
day and live up to that nolo. You have
I known a musician who asked yj to name
I a chord for him. and, alien y.u said,
1 for Inetancv "C-F-Q" he built upon, oni
trotdered, endlessly adorned the nvrttf
with his art and his fancy. Bo striko
the note ot your day by some flue
thought '
He waa a benefactor to humanity who
Invented th caleiviars where In a stimu
lating thought of somo annointed thinker
Is revealed to y?U every day by tearing
off a leaf. It Is quit safe to take the
pitch of your day from a key thought,
of !Mrken or Robert Louis Stevenson,
or Sir James Barrie or Arnold Bennett
Let the thought run through your day
and color It with Its hues, redeem its
darkners, beautify It.
Y iu can make your life beautiful. I
care not who you are nor what For
life Is ugly or beautiful according to our
thought of it. You llko on person and
dlalme another. Outwaidly they seem
like enough, but within they ar differ--tnt.
The difference la one of thought.
What really matters Is the thought life.'
MsaVMssf
cleared away
1 1 a
ex a M,
At least once a day usually twice 1
hithed my (ace for several minutes with
plenty of Krsinol Soap and Anwater and
applied a little Resinol Ointment very
gently. I Irt this stay on for ten minutes
or s, and then washed it off with Kctinol
Soap and more liot water, finishing with
a du.-h of cold water to close the pure.
I was sutonished how quickly the healin '
Resinol niedwation suolhed and cleansed
the pores, and left my Complexion clear,
velvety, and free froin pimples.
Fhruciana have Mad Raaol Oiatanitt aaa
Eaawo! Sua ior at ara ta the traatatrat of main,
burning ftkiMruptioos. Sold br all drosguu: for uul '
tiaa, mrm la IW. U-&. BaaiaeL SUibawn. ata.
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