ASPIRIN FOR HEADACHE
Name '‘Bayer” is on Genuine
\ Asmrin—say EUjtj
Irui on "Bayer Tablets of Aspirin"
In a Bayer package.” containing prop
er directions for Headache, Colds,
rain, Neuralgia, Lumbago, and Rheu
matism. Name “Bayer” means genuine
Aspirin prescribed by physicians for
nineteen years. Handy tin toxes of 12
tablets cost few cents. Aspirin is trade
mark of Bayer Manufacture of Mono
acotieacidester of Salicylieacld.—Adv.
A!! Agreed.
“1 fear your parents don’t care for
me. Your father snid he would mop
up the floor with me.”
“Ami what did mother say?”
“Said she was glad to see him for
on< i evince a w illingness to assist In
tin house cleaning.”—Louisville Cour
ier-Journal.
BREAKS YOUR COLD IN
JUST A FEW HOURS
“Pape’s Cold Compound” instantly re
lieves stuffiness and
distress
'
Don't stay stuffed-up! Quit blowing
and snuffling! A dove of “Pape's Cold
Compound” taken every two hours un
til three doses are taken usually breaks
up a severe cold and onds all grippe
misery.
The very first dose opens your
clogged-up nostrils and the air pass
ages of the head; stops nose running;
rilitres the headache, dullness, fever
ishness, sneezing, soreness and stiffness.
“Pape's Cold Compound” Is the
quickest, surest relief known and costs
only a few cents at drug stores. It
acts without assistance, tastes nice,
contains no quinine—Insist upon
Pape's.' -Adv.
Hint to Reformers.
Doubtless the world Is wicked
enough, lnit it will not be Improved by
tie extension of a spirit which self
lighleously sees more to reform out
side of itself than in itself.—J. Q. Hol
la ml.
V" -v- *»•*«••>•♦»*««■<
ARMISTICE!
Constipation, Headache,
Colds, Biliousness, Sut
tenderto “Cascarets”
tiling back peace! Enjoy life! Your
Ryxtem Is filled with liver and bowel
poison which keeps your skin sallow,
your stomach upset, your head dull and
aching. Your meals are turning Into
poison gases and acids. You can not
feel right. Don’t stay bilious or constl
lied. Feel splendid always by taking
' 'usearets occasionally. They act with
out griping or Inconvenience. They
never sicken you like Calomel, Salts
Oil or nasty, harsh Fills. They cost so
IK tie too—Cascarets work while you
sleep.—Adv,
No "Garage" for Him.
Edwin hml seen n cemetery where
!h« re were many mausoleums. One day
he said to his mother: “When I die,
1 don’t want to he burled In one of
those garages In the cemetery.”
SHE THOUGHT DRESS
WOULD LOOK DYED
Eut “Diamond Dyes” Turned Her
Faded, Oid, Shabby Apparel
Into New.
Don’t worry about perfect results.
Use “Diamond Dyes," guaranteed to
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fabric, whether it be wool, silk, linen,
to ton or mixed goods,—-dresses,
blouses, stockings, skirts, children’s
cents, feathers, draperies, coverings—
everything!
The Direction Book with each pack
age iells how to diamond dyo over any
color.
To match any material, have dealer
shew you “Diamond Dye” Color Card.
Good Neighbors.
“Have you grtbd neighbors?"
“Fine. They haven’t refused to lend
11s a single thing we’ve had to borrow,
Don't Forget Cutlcura Talcum
When adding to your toilet requisites.
An exquisitely scented face, skin, baby
and dusting powder and perfume, ren
dering other perfumes superfluous.
You may rely on It because one of the
Cutlcura Trio (Soap, Ointment and
» Talcum). 25c each everywhere.—Adv.
Y'oii can always tell an Inventor by
the cloud of hecklers who disappear
^ the invention works.
I The TWICE AMERICAN I
By ELEANOR M. INGRAM
I 1 . _mi_
N el watched the appetite with
i which she finished the sweet, half
; m d during their dance. What
sh< i i he say to her? IIow pleas
ant. a thing it would be to awake
that fresh candid enjoyment of
hers with more durable sensations
than orange juice and ice cream!
Frocks, for example. Oh, he cer
tainly was glamoured out of all
common sense; a man beside him
self !
Noel clenched his hand on the
napkin across his knee. Because
he distrusted his own folly, he did
not speak at all.
Yet, when he was silent, that
inexplicable excitement surged up
again, shaking him as a strong
wind shakes a structure which it
cannot overthrow. It was as if
some opportunity, muffled from
his recognition, were thundering
upon the dosed door of his under
standing.
"You said"—the girl’s voice
slipped intp his reverie—"that a
princess lived in that house. It
was abroad, then? In Europe?"
"No," he slowly replied. IIow
she returned to that subject! "I
said that it was built for a prin
cess. She never lived in it."
"She will?”
"Never. Some other woman
may."
"And look across from the
mountains to the sea, and go
through the gate of the little shoes
and walk in the deep garden? Oh!
But you are spoiling tin* play when
you say so. Yon told me as a play,
didn't you? I mean, as a play at a
theater is just to amuse?"
He checked the answer that
rushed to his lips.
" You know all about theaters, 1
suppose," he forced himself to
remark casually. "Of course, you
are a professional dancer—on the
stage, I mean. Your beautiful
skill-•"
"No,” she denied. "No, I am
not."
iJuvid .Noel experienced a snarp
shock of disillusion; a revulsion
that overturned his heart and scat
tered all tlie winged impulses and
desires that had flown there to
nest since the morning when this
girl had faced him in the street.
For she spoke a lie!
He knew that only tireless,
hourly practice, day after day,
could have produced that grace of
hers; that exquisite suppleness
and strength masked in apparent
fragality; that trained, uncon
scious posing of even each slender
finger in action or in repose. It
was as absurd to deny that as to
assert that some Italian garden of
fastidious cultivation had grown
up out of a wilderness alone and
unaided, producing of itself the
contrast of snowy sun dial against
clipped turf, or the upleap of foun
tains in tho sun. She was a dancer,
and she had lied!
Why?
.tie was saved tne emuarrass
ment of finding speech by the ap
proach of Deltaille with the doll,
amid an approving murmur from
those who watched. No one won
dered at the award, or desired fur
ther contest; the superiority of
this couple had been too obvious,
too far beyond rivalry.
Miss Arloff turned in her chair
to meet the manager, and held out
both hands for the doll with such
an innocent face of eagerness that
the delighted room broke into a
little tempest of hand clapping.
“Thank you so very much!” she
sad to the smiling Deltaille. “It is
a very lovely doll, and I am verv
glad!”
Against his will, Noel noted
again her natural self possession,
at once so modest and so high
bred. She settled the doll in the
curve of her arm with the simplic
ity of a little girl at. play. But the
charm was broken. Why had she
flung into their idyl the shattering
mischief of a lie?
Well, it was done, and done in
time. He stood committed to noth
ing. Tomorrow he would ask the
girl on Long Island to marry him.
lie met Miss Arloff’s glance, when
it returned to lifftf without a flick
er of expression in his gray eyes.
Ilis rather hard face was locked
in coldness as a winter lake.
While he wondered sullenly
how he was to end a situation sud
denly grown distasteful to him,
the girl forestalled his intention.
“We may go now?” she ques
tioned. “I shall never he able to
thank you enough, but I shall al
ways remember how kind you have
been—always! I remember things.
We may go?”
She was poised to rise; her ex
pectant eyes awaited his move
ment. Obviously, it had not oc
curred t* her that they might re
J main in pleasant dalliance after
I 14
j the business of their evening was
over. She was not afraid or rude;
it was simply that they had fin
ished their affair.
“Certainly,” Noel stiffly
agreed.
But he was scarcely pleased by
her calm dismissal of him, after
all. Ife signalled his waiter, signed
the check when it was brought,
and’ rose, still tongued tied.
Apparently his guest noticed
nothing wrong. She smiled hap
pily at the attendant who drew
back her chair. Leaning across
the pink lighted table, she lifted a
stalk of gladiolas from the central i
vase.
“As an echo from the ball!” she
said lightly, drawing the flower
through her belt.
And she denied being an actress!
Noel made a caustic mental com
ment. Why had she stooped to
falsehood? Surely sho did not 1
suppose him so stupidly narrow (
minded as to be prejudiced against i
her because she was a dancer? He
was neither a puritan nor an in- i
fant. i
J Hey made their way out, the i
target of many glances. The mus- ’
ic for the next contest was already <
commencing—a noisy fox trot i
marked by the crash of brasses ]
and the beat of a drum. There t
was no languorous enchantment i
there, or anywhere, now. i
Midnight was bringing little j
coolness to the panting city, but ;
the streets were less stifling than ]
the interior of the restaurant had i
been. Carrying her doll, the girl ,
walked silently beside the silent
man, her aerial lightness and
swiftness of step easily keeping ,
pace with his longer stride. Evi- <
dently she had perceived at last ,
that something was wrong. Noel
felt the puzzled scrutiny of her
gaze upon him as they passed be
neath each street lamp.
He was not pleased with his
own dumb mood. Why could he
not conclude gracefully a daintily
fantastic adventure? What was it
to him if this girl who flitted
across his path for an evening
chose to speak falsely or truly of
herself? Surely it should be no
hard task to talk with a pretty
woman while they walked a few
streets in company! |
The streets were passed, yet he
continued mute. The . girl had
ceased to look toward him. She
carried her little head high, and
there was no meekness in her si
lent dignity; but he fancied that
she moved less buoyantly.
David told himself that a gentle
man would have finished the epi
sode gallantly. He was finishing |
it. like a gamin of the slums!!
They were in that still, ghostly
street where she lived. And now,
when their separation loomed as a
gate in the act of closing between
this night and all future nights,
Noel was gripped and shaken
anew by that curious and terrible
sense of opportunity lost.
A huge white hand, seemingly
thrust arrestingly out of the dark
ness before him, made his nerves
leap in almost superstitious recoil
before he realized that it was only
the sign of a glove cleaner’s shop,
lie wondered if the heat was af
fecting him. Then he could have
laughed at the absurdity of that
idea as applied to a veteran of the
tropics.
They were climing the steps to
her door, and he had not yet spok
en. If only she had been honest
with him!
On the threshold, the girl faced
him and put out her hand.
‘‘i shall never forget your very
great gooduess,” she said, gravely
formal, yet tricked by the soft ca
dences and delicious irregularities
of her voice into unsteady witsful
ness. “I hope you may always be
as happy as you are kind!”
That was all; For an instant he
saw her face against the shadow,
like a water lily floating on a dark
lake. Her eyes, so hauutingly like
the eyes of long ago, braved his
sternly hostile regard. Then she
was gojic .through the dim open
ing, and the thick door haS closed
its barrier.
Too late, Noel would have spok
en; hut she was gone, and he had
not found one word to give her—
not even a bald “good by.”
Slowly he turned away to the j
head of the steps, and confronted
a man at their foot. David
stopped. The other man ascended
without pause or haste. Opposite
Noel, he haulted with stately de
liberation, bowed to the younger
man, and passed into the house. It
w-as the fine, old world figure of
ilie Jew, the dancing girl’s
guardian.
Gradually there returned to
Noel's recollection, as he stood as
tonished, the knowledge that an-;
ether footfall Vhan their own had
echoed in the dull street when he
and the girl came here. The old
man had followed them, no doubt,
both in their going and coming.
More—Noel remembered a dark
figure which ho had glimpsed
from the window beside their sup-j
per table—a man who leaned in
the shadow of the building oppo
site. If she was not a princess,
she was guarded like one! Since
lie was never to see her again,
there was no reason for the satis
faction Noel felt in that fact; yet
he did feel it.
Why had her small palm against
his moved him to depths unstirred I
For years? Why did he walk back
:o his hotel with a heavy sense of
(Veariness and self reproach?
He had seen a mocking ghost of
he princess—nothing more than a
nockery. To him it was abomina
te that the girl who looked like
donstance Bhice should speak a
ic! i
CHAPTER XIV.
<
The Daughter of Vasili Arloff. <
The next day Noel went out to
jong Island, as had been agreed i
iver the telephone on the previous (
vening, when he’d broken his din- 1
ler engagement.
He was entertained by his hosts 1
vith a cordiality almost affection- 1
ite. He loitered through the sun- .
ly morning with the young lady 1
chose blond handsomeness and .
ool amiability had decided his j
hoice of her as his future wife.
Ie was seated beside her during
he intimate family luncheon, J
chich was served on a shaded ver- (
mda overlooking the sound. But (
n the afternoon he drove back to J
'lew York, away from all that ‘
•cauty and kindness; and he had *
tot asked the blond princess to •
narry him.
He had come to a more sensible
dew of the episode of the previous ‘
light, Noel told himself. Why
ihnuld he blame Miss Arloff for ]
lot having the heart of Constance
Iruce merely because their faces ‘
vere alike? The girl could be ‘
lothing to him, of course; but that
rave him no right to insult her.
STo, he had behaved outrageously! !
He did not want to see the danc
ng girl again; but he had resolved
;o write a brief note of apology '
tor his dumb mood of that last !
aalf hour and to send it to her
with some flowers. Then he c,ould
put the incident out of his <mind.
A.t least, he hoped that he could.
When he entered the hotel, Noel
paused at the florist’s stand. The
pertly pretty clerk smiled at him,
arranging the bangle bracelets on
her wrists with a display of elab
orately manicured hands.
“How do you do, Mr. Noel?
Violets or a buttonier?”
“No, thanks!” He surveyed
with distaste the costly flowers
massed in gilded baskets and jars.
‘Something less commonplace.”
“Roses? Sweet peas?” ]
“Have you any water lilies?”
“No, sir—lilies of the valley.’’
He hesitated in indecision. The
woman eyed him with a touch of
malice.
“For a lady, sir? I see you got
i dancing prize last night. Of
•ourse, your partner is a dancer! ”
“Yes,” he returned impassive
Iv. “You may give me the sweet
peas—that little triangular basket
there.”
But he mentally quivered at this
confirmation pf his judgment.
Miss Arloff had lied; that much
was now a certainty.
“Shall I send the peas, Mr.
Noel?” the clerk asked, tying the
box smartly with green ribbon.
‘Where to? A card goes with
them?”
“Yes,” he said absently. “At
what theater did you see Miss
Arloff?”
He knew that the question was
unwise, yet could not refrain from
it. The clerk lifted her eyes with
a stare of curiosity.
“I didn’t say she was on the
stage. She ain’t. She teaches
fancy dancing to a class of kids at
the Salle du Ballet Russe, on the
avenue. I know, because I know
the mother of a girl who^s learn
ing there. What address'did you
say, Mr. Noel?”
“You may give me the box,” he
slowly answered. “I will take it
myself.”
It was the hour when the work
ers of the city swarm through the
streets, seeking a million homes
after the long day of labor. When
David Noel stepped out into the
summer evening, he was caught
in the swirl of chattering, hurry
ing humanity.
Six o’clock was ringing from a
lofty tower nearby. New York
glowed under level sup rays, shot
across heaps of gold and rose col
ored clouds piled in the west. All
was cheer, color, life. Surely this
was the city’s happy hour, the
man thought; not its most bril
liant hour, nor the hour of most
gaiety, but surely its happiest.
He walked quietly, one with the
tired, good humored crowd, his
box under his &rm. The dancing
girl had told him the truth, and
he was on liis way to apologize to
her!
As yet, his plans went no fur
ther than that errand, but he felt
a content as soothing as sleep.
When he reached the street
where she lived, most of its busi
ness places were closed, and the
pouring stream of workers had
flowed out, to be dissipated in a
thousand directions, like a river
flowing into sand. Still, enough
people Avere passing to give the
street an air of animation.
Noel climbed the steps of the
louse, and received his first sur
irises. The heavry old door stood
lartly open. He saAv into a vesti
nile, floored Avith squares of black
md Avhitc marble and panelled
A'ith black A\Talnut, highly carved,
in odd contrast to this old fash
oned elegance, a toav of brass mail
>oxes and push buttons Avas
iffixed to the Avail. The one time
nansion was uoav inhabited by
everal families.
While he hesitated before this
ieAv situation, a woman came
loAvn the curved stairs—a fat
voman Avho looked like a middle
lass dressmaker She Avas hurry
ng and panting with heat and
xertion.
“Arloff?” she ansivered Noel’s
nquiry. “Second floor.’’
She bustled out, and he used the
mplied freedom to go up without
urther ceremony.
On the second floor the door op
msite him also stood ajar, with
inly a curtain drawn across. No
loubt the heat had prompted any
aeasure which promised a current
if air. Between the folds of drap
ry Noel saAv into the room be
mud. Involuntarily, he remained
st gaze.
me room was iurntsneu as a
[rawing room, but in the center
vas a table laid for two. At one
dace stood a glass of milk and
ome thin slices of bread. At the
ithcr place was a plate of clear
oup, and arranged around this
core two chops with brave collars
if pink paper, two cream cakes on
i standing dish, and a frosted gob
et of claret. In the center of the
able, a slender vase upheld that
.ingle stalk of gladiolus which the
lancing girl had taken from the
lotel board the night before.
Opposite the plate of bread and
rlass of milk was seated the young
*irl herself. At the place across
irom her sat the most dazzling old
nan Ngel had ever seen or imag
in'd.
He was not old. Noel withdrew
:hat term a moment later. His
■risp, white hair curled around a
lark, vivid, virile face without a
mark of age. All the fire, the en
ergy, the swift changing play of
'xpression that makes youth beau
tiful, were still his. There was
;ven youth’s touch of spoiled arro
gance in the curve of his lips, and
nore than a little of youth’s sweet
less.
He was a small man, rather less
n stature than the average Anglo
Saxon; yet he gave the observer
in impression that he was pos
sessed of unusual strength.
While Noel, unseen, arrested,
stared at him, the man spoke in
English perfectly constructed,'yet
ielicately foreign:
“Yon like the gift of your poor
oapa, my ehild?”
“Oh, yes!” the girl answered,
ler voice gaily caressing. She
raised from her lap the French
loll of the dancing contest, and
with a delightful gesture of co
quetry pressed its rosy bisque
rheek and yellow curls against her
own white cheek and - curls of
brouze. “It was adorable of you
to give her to me, good papa. But
she has not a name yet! ’ ’
“Yraiment ? What, then, shall
we call liffr?”
The girl considered.
“Salome, perhaps?”
“Bah! Salome was a vixen!”
“But she danced on her own
heart,” she murmured, with a
faint sigh. “Shall it be Carmen
eita, papa?”
“Or Anitra, who was an en
chantress?”
“It shall be Anitra. Thank you,
papa! But you do not eat. This
dreadful heat! ’ ’
• “Pardon, by Rosalind, but I de
vour ravenously.”
At the father’s first movement,
Noel, still standing in the shelter
of the curtain, drew a breath of
wondering comprehension, for it
was plain, now, who had taught
Rosalind Arloff. The man’s grace
was a thing unnatural in its per
fection. As with the girl, his
smooth movements seemed to melt
from one unconscious pose into
another as water flows from one
ripple to the next.
\To be continued next week.)
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