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NO AND YES.
DEAR MISS FAIRFAX:
Are third cousins much

Are third cousins much rela-
ton, and is it right for girl TO
tell a man who calls TO call
again? ANAlOOS.
The relationship known as third
cousinship" is so distant as to be
beyond consideration unless one en-
joys a burdensome accumulation of
relatives.
1t is proper for a girl to ask a
caller to call again, and the gracious
thing to do.
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LET ME DECIDE FOR YOU.
Dear Miss Fairfax:

I am IS and have been keeping
company with a girl one year my
junior Some days ago we had
misunderstanding which parted
us. Thinking it was all over be
tween US, I took a girl friend Of
hers out. She heard Of It and 1t
made her feel very bad. She loves
me and I love her. l do not know
whom to choose. w. +.
Choose neither. Here are the rea-
sons: You are only Is. which is too
young for a man to go wife hunting
You do not really love either girl II
you entertain for one moment a doubt
Is TO which is the right one.
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-. One Woman's Story ::

Hrs. Van de Water, tohose stories of
marriage. mishGps and miSeries hare
ICON for her q ride reHOlCH. begins in
the T0itoCiR0 chapter a HelC serial of
absorbing interest 1t iriU be CON
'H"cd u The Georgian tCith three
.EiGLImeRtS each lrcek.
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woman's soul expressed by a slender
young girl.
My voice" said Miss Archer-'I
| have consCientiOusly tried to Guilt
vate that, remembering that even our
kindest critics from other shores
speak of our throaty or nasal tones.
Her Belief.
Il think that all expression comes
from the diaphragm. A pleasant
voice. smooth acting. the expression
of your own emotions, proceed nor
mally from the deep muscles and or
gans of the diaphragm. So / have
set my head to control that
| When I am out IN the woods in
summer riding, walking or just lying
relaxed under the great health giving
trees-pines and oaks and fragrant
balsam-I read or recite; but all the
while I am placing my voice-trying
to make it full and rich and vibrant
| try am not sure that l succeed"
This is one of the greatest secrets
of beauty I have ever heard, for in
deed a low, musical voice is an ex
ceIent thing in woman. And when
am alone by shore or stream or in the
cathedral woods this summer I mean
to learn in the great outdoors to have
a voice as much like Stella Archer's
as practice and effort-and nature!-
win permit.
But for the glowing beauty OF the
body as well as the soulful beauty Of
the voice this young leading woman
has also taken thought.
"I begin my day." she told me,
with one simple exercise: l stoop
over, with firmly held knees, and
touch the floor again and again with
finger tips My bath follows this lit
tie exercise. which makes me flexible
for the day. Then l have light
breakfast, which begins generally
with stewed fruit.
you know stewed fruits and the
simply cooked vegetables of the
spring and summer are wonderful
tonics for the system. Every spring
| go on regular asparagus diet. l
eat it hot or cold-vegetable or salad
in fact. I eat 1t so earnestly and
untiringly that it becomes almost ap-
petizer and dessert as well as per
forming its natural functions.
That is how I look after my gen
eral health. But, oh, dear me. how
many details there are to be attended
to-feet and hands and teeth and hair,
for instance. Don't you think teeth
and hair are especially Important"
And looking at Miss Archers shin
ing brown crown of glory and the
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A Thorough Search.

Another larger box wrapped in tissue
paper he felt suspiciously but It held
only a pair of pink evening slippers
and hosiery
Then with the usual inconsistency of
customs inspectors he Chalked the rest
Of their baggage without opening any
thing else.
| Tagging a porter, Warren motioned
| him to take all their luggage out to a
cab The few words OF French War.
rem knew he used most sparlngly. seem
| ing to think he could be better under
stood by sigfs.
Blame this French money!" taking
out a handful of loose change. How
much are you supposed to tip these fell
lows anyway" as the man having piled
the luggage on the taxi now stood grin
ming eXpectantly, Guess that was
enough" for the porter pocketed the
coin and touched his cap. They let
you know when It isn't"
Warren had given the address to the
driver and they were now whirled out
into the hot sun baked streets.
Told you we'd get it hot in Paris. %
| grimly
"Oh, it's AWFUL gasped Helen.
Dear. it's too hot and we're both toe
tired TO explore. Hadn't we better &c
to a regular hotel7"
Wei. I want to have a look at this
place Merwin recommended. He says
it's right around the corner from the
Continental Il we don't like It. we
They had now turned into a wide
| boulevard with trees and sidewalk cafes
| like the Illustrations Of Paris one sees
In the magazines. But Helen was too
| tired, hot and uncomfortable and too
| much worried about the possible dis
| comforts OF the place to which they were
going to be interested In street scenes,
however picturesque.
There's the Continental" Warren
nodded toward a huge hotel with wEv-
ing flags Just ahead. 1T must be near
here. Oh, here we are.
The cab was drawing up before the
heavy wrought iron door from out Of
which came running uniformed por-
Hold up there!" protested Warren. as
the porter began to drag out their lug
gage I'VE want to look things over
before you take that in"
But the porter eager to secure an
aTG tS6 guest Ess ALREADY beaded to-
hand, and II took some vigorous sign
language from Warren to bring him
back to the waiting taxi
mere II nave 10 stay WIN the
things You 60 up and see what they've
got II II won't do, wen go over to
the Continental"
Very Deceiving.
In spite OF the reassuring sign, Eng
fish Spoken Here" It was with much
trepidation that Helen passed through
the heavy iron doorway. up the circular
stairs to q small office on the second
floor.
Have you any two-room suites with
private bath p she asked Of the dapper
little Frenchman who rose from his desk
as she entered.
He smiled. bowed, waved her to a
chair, then opening a door he called
"Fanchoni Fanchoni"
A young and very pretty French girl
appeared. In soft, hesitating English,
she asked:
Would Madame like to see some
rooms ?"
Helen followed her up another flight
Of the circular stairs and was ushered
into two small rooms furnished as sit
ting room and bedroom, both overlook
ing the Boulevard
At the first glance the red velvet
hangings Of the canopied bed and the
long French windows gave an impress
sion of luxury. But the furniture was
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CHAPTER I.

TARY DANIFORTH sighed in
M WEAKNESS and annoyance as
the crowded subway car
came to a standstill with a violent
Jolt and jar The man next to her ut
tered an unintelligible exclamation
and glanced at her angrily. The girl
knew that she had trOdden on his foot.
nut she did not venture an apology.
She released her hold on the stra o
long enough to take a handkerchief
from her handbag and wipe her
damp face. The train was disagree
ably warm. 1t was the afternoon
rush hour and the car was packed to
Its utmost capacity. The air was
dead, and 1t nauseated the girl slight
~. The strong odor Of perspiring hui
manity assailed her nostrils and the
Whirling fans on the ceiling only
served to beat the overcharged at
moSphere into her face. Her right
arm was numb from clinging to the
support above her while her left
ached with the weight of the books
she carried.
Everything Wrong.
The express started again with
sudden jerk, and she was flung again
against the man behind her. This
time she heard only too plainly what
he said, but she pretended not to hear
She was too tired to feel resentment
Even in the high, ventilated
schoolroom the atmosphere had been
humid.
This was surely one of those GAYS
in which everything goes wrong,
unused the girl Twice she had been
reprimanded for inattention. She had
botched a recitation in mathematics,
usually her easiest subject. She was
worn and irritable, and remembered
with a sinking heart that there would
be no respite for her tomorrow
Monthly examinations were due and
these meant examining far into the
night. Once more she sighed and
shifted her load of books from one
arm to the other. Nothing in the
world seemed cheering or enCOurag-
ing. She was unhappy and half sick
The express, roaring along between
stations. was gradually overtaking a
local train. The slower cars were,
for minute, even with the express,
and Mary gaZed absent mindedly
through the windows Of the car
speeding along scarcely four feet
away. A young, fresh faced man in
a gray suit and SLOUGH hat stood in
the aisle of the local. His eyes met
the girls eyes, and he smiled in frank
amusement at the encounter. The
girl was suddenly aware of the look,
but she did not smile in return, yet
she forgot for a second that she was
uncomfortably warm and that her
books were heavy.
Suddenly she started and leaned
closer toward the window through
which she was gazing at the local
passengers. The man caught her eye
again, and smiled cheerfully, then his
look changed to one of bewilderment
as the girl in the express made a
warning, frightened gesture. She
was queer creature, he decided,
and although he still smiled, he
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-07-08

! ing to talk about at all, would they.
George?"
She would get pinched on the start,
that kind OF a BRIDE" said the Head
Barber. THAT kind of speed don't go
no more"
IF wives and mothers had to go
through college there wouldn't be so
many happy homes as there is" said
the Manicure Lady. ut don't make no
difference to a man whether the girl
he loves ever went to Vassar or not.
Love is blind, you know, and a gent
amt going to be too hard on a un-
learned lady If she is there with the
form and face and disposition. Brother
Wilfred Is going with a doll now that
he thinks he is going to marry. The
poor boob writes her about three poems
day and moons about her the rest
of the time. He calls her his Minerva
and you can't beat that title, can you?
Minerva was the Goddess OF Wisdom,
Wilfred told me, but this girl he is in
love with don't know a Greek goddess
from a second-row chorus girl doing
the small time. She was up to the
house a few minutes the other night,
with older sister that didn't know any
more than she did She handled her
English the worst I have ever saw II
handled, and all the time there sat my
poor fool brother beaming at her kind
Of tender and whispering, Minerva, my
Minerva Gee! George, II gave me
the willies for fair
Bad to Worse.
Yes, guess love is blind enough, 3"
said the Head Barber, and even if it
wasn't blind men wouldn't expect a lot
Of book learning from the women they
want to make their wives. Too much
book learning might put a wife where
she saw a lot of shortcomings in her
own husband. and usually when things
is that way in a household things keeps
going from bad to worse until the beans
is spilled"
I've got education enough to keep a
husbands love- said the Manicure
Lady, but l guess I amt got enough to
land the husband in the first place, much
as I have went to school"
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L LIEN looked about the noisy, bad
II smelling station with a sinking
Il = heart. So this was Parisl
Warren AAd left her to watch their
bags while he hurried OF to see about
the trunks. Now she saw him coming
back, followed by a man with Inter
prefer on his cap
Just this way. sir" as he picked UP
where the baggage Of all the passengers
from the steamer train was spread out
on long benches.
"Why. l thought there wasn't any
custom duty In France" exclaimed Hell
en- as she watched the French inspec-
tors going through the trunks.
IT'S mainly on tobacco and matches.
madame the Interpreter informed her.
But they're very strict about that"
Warren located their trunks under
&C the interpreter then got them
an inspector who spoke broken English,
pocketed his tip and hurried on.
Cigars cigarettes tobacco -
matches? % demanded the inspector, tap
ping their trunks.
Not in there. All I've COTS right
here" and Warren opened up his suit
case and took out half box of CT
gars and a few cigarettes.
open this!" the inspector pointed to
the larger OF the two trunks. which
happened to be Helen's
The next moment he was turning
over Helen's "frilikens," while she
looked on in indignant protest that any
one should expect to find cigars or
matches there. Suddenly he drew out
a small leather-covered case, but found
it was only a sewing case fitted with
needles and thread.
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II begin my
day with sim
pie exercise, "
says Miss
Archer.
When I am
out in the
woods in sum-
mer, all the
while 1 am
placing my
voice, trying
to make it full,
rich and
vibrant.
"A low musi-
cal voice is a
charm forever.
Teeth and
hair are espe-
cially impor-
tant if one
wants to be
and remain
a beauty.
THE teeth
are most i'm
portant of all.
"A good
dentist, good
dentifrice and
brushes are
all-important
essentials. ]"
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shrugged his shoulders. The panto-
mime mad taken but a few seconds,
then the express drew slowly away
from the local. and the man in gray
had slipped behind, out of sight.
Gordon Craig, of Texas, rubbed his
forehead IN perpleXity, glancing
about him. The car was full of
stodgy, self-centered people, for at
this nour even the local trains are
crowded. Most of the passengers
were absorbed in their newspapers
or were staring vacuously at moth
ing. Craig could see no reason why
a pretty girl in another train should
be startled into making a violent
gesture to him, a complete stranger
to her. He glanced down at his
well-fitting clothes, took off his hat
and looked at it swiftly, then dropped
/ his eyes to his polished boots He
could however, see nothing amiSs,
and gave it up. New York was a
funny place. But that was certainly
a pretty girl. The swarthy little man
who had been crowded close to him
now began to fight his way to the
door and Craig made space for him
to pass and for the passengers who
had alighted from the express at Sew
enty- second Street to enter.
A hand was laid lightly on his arm
as the train started again. Turning,
he saw the girl at whom he had
smiled in the express. She spoke be-
fore he could find his voice.
Il think" she said gravely and di-
rectly, that you have lost your wal
let"
The Texans hand went to his in
side pocket. He started, then an
swered calmly, Yes, it's gone! How
did you know"
The little man who was standing
next to you took it. l saw him from
the other train. ! tried to warn you,
but you didn't understand"
The man smiled at her in admira-
ton That was mighty white of
you" he said, land / was thick not
to understand. I'm afraid New York
is little too swift for me still l
started out with a good bit of money
in my pocket, and I've only got a
subway ride to show for it. l reckon
I'd better get out at the next station
and walk back to my hotel. That
chap cleaned me out good and plenty.
I'm mighty obliged to you just the
same"
The girl hesitated. "1 could let YOU
have enough to get back to your ho-
tel" she ventured, flushing with en-
barra ssment. IT'S rather hot for a
long walk"
Letter to Her Father.
He looked at her keenly for Sec
ond. I'll borrow a quarter from you
gladly II you'll give me your address, "
he answered gravelv. I'll have to
have 1t so that l can send the money
back to you" he aided.
You can send 1t to my fathers Of
fee" she reJoined, coldly.
That suits me perfectly" ne
agreed, taking out a pencil. He bent
his head to catch her low-voiCed d.
rections, then looked up with a fash
Of amusement in his brown eyes.
81 declare" he exclaimed this is
a coincidence! Miss Danforth I hap
pen to have in my pocket a letter Of
introduction to your father. He is
one of the New York men I am here
to see. / may have an opportunity
II Mr.. Danforth will permit--to re-
turn this quarter to you in person
Thank you, and good bye, for the
present! This is my station"
And, before she could reply, he hal
lifted his hat and was gone.
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7 L LEN looked about the noisy, bad
II smelling station with a sinking
- - heart So this was Paris
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\ TARY DANIFORTH sighed in
WI WEAKNESS and annoyance as
the crowded subway car
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woman's soul expressed by a slender
young girl.
My voice." said Miss Archer
have conscientiously tried to cult
vate that, remembering that even our
kindest critics from other shores
speak of our throaty or nasal tones.
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Snap. x
X Shots
BY LILLIAN LAUFERTY.
HAVE YOU NOTICED THAT

III HE girl who marries to be sup
ported is doing quite a bit to
Snnnnrt heraalf2
The Washington herald. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1906-1939, 1913-01-05

what Is the use of throwing I'd your
hands In despair?" he asked his wife that
night. That Is what the others have done
They can't see far enough into the future
TO discover that some one must run THAI
machine And the man who runs II must
know both the machine and the trade.
propose to run the machine"
He Immediately got in touch with the
manufacturers of the new invention He
learned all he could about II. Then shortly
before IT was to be installed he had a talk
with the foreman.
Il want the job Of running that new ma
chine he said. I" I know the trade as well
as any OF the others. / know the machine
better. for I have learned as much about Il
as could. You send me to the factory for
a week and will be the best man you can
get for the job"
He got it. The machine that proved the
nightmare of the others was his ladder to
success. He did not stop with mastering
its operation. After a few months expert
ence with II In the shoe factory he obtained
a position with the firm that manufactured
It He has worked out Improvements and
so mastered Its details tina. he is today the
company's travelling expert at a salary
several times greater than he received when
the work was done by hand.
The Washington herald. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1906-1939, 1913-01-05
Fishing for Praise Costly;
Jimmy Found 1t a Handicap.
By OSCAR NEWMAN.

ty statesmen and be continually telling them
that they are the best statesmen in the world
The result would be that inside Of three
months would be forced to do one of two
thingsrpay exorbitant salaries or lose my
men. That is why your little habit hurts the
business.
Now, where II hurts you is along the same
lines. You store up these nice things 1 am
forced to say to you. forgetting the manner
Of their saying until you feel like you are
worth about twice as much as you are get
ting Then you look at your pay envelope,
get mad at the firm because you are not draw
ing princely salary, go OF at a tantrum, and
lose perhaps two or three good sales before
we get you Strengthened up. The natural
result is that you keep the envelope right
where 1t is because of your irregularities. Do
you understand"
Jimmy Purcell whistled.
I'm wise, boss he said at last. "I had
been wondering what was wrong with me-
Now 1 know. The next time get a compli-
ment on my work n will be when you hunt
me out, lasso me- hog lie me, throw me down
and pour 1t into my resisting ears / sucss
that's fair enough, isn't itT'
II guess II is" the boss replied. /" And IL
you keep to that, Jimmy. you Will be at the
head of the list inside q year"
Jimmy Purcell grinned as he turned his
hand on the doorknob, There you eo.
throwing compliments without my asking for
them" he said. Anyway, here's for the
tryout."
The Washington herald. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1906-1939, 1913-01-05
Took Train Wreck to Land Order;
Drummer Had Given Up Trying.
By R. HATHAWAY.
By j. R. HATHAWAY.

n HAVE been on the road now for almost
thirty years and have sold about every
thing from groceries TO shoestrings.
] hence my qualifications to know . bit
Of good craftsmanship when see it,
have put over some good deals myself and
have had a number handed " to me, but
for being on the job all the time and taking
advantage of the proyerbial psychological
moment I think friend Of mine has 'em
all beat
It's been a good many years since this
happened and the young chap who put il
over is now president of the concern he then
was working for as drummer yes.
that was what they called even the best OF
us in the old days. and It was right, too;
we had no display ads in the big newspapers
and magazines TO pave the way for us-we
had to do all the 81 drumming up" Of trade
ourselves. But am getting away from my
story.
As said. my friend was just young chap
and had been on the road but year when
he took over a new line. new not only to
himself but, to large extent, TO the country
as well. 1t was a line We will call The
Best Ever Products sealed packages,
fancy labels, Z" enough for five pies" and
all that. It's common enough nowadays but
then the grocer as well as the housewife
thought a whole lot less of the sanitary
value of the stuff they sold over their coun-
tiers and consumed over their dining tables
than in this time Of pure food laws and
swat the fly campaigns. Not that am say
ing that these are overdone now, but mere
ly to show what missionary work sales
man who started out on the new line had
TO do.
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Strikes Hard Territory.

Jim-that is my friends name-used to tell
many funny experiences he had when he
first started to handle his new tangled &"
foods as the old time grocers used to call
EN-. One old mossback contended that they
would destroy the home.
a. Why" he told Jim, Z" with this here pump
kin and mincemeat already mixed and nothin'
10 do but put it in the ernst the women will
have so much idle time on their hands they
will 60 straight to the DEVIL This is Just
a line on what that boy had to contend
with.
Then, too. he had hard territory assigned
all south Of the Mason and Dixon line. and
it was not so long after tire war that this
had been forgotten either. Altogether he
was having a pretty hard time of it when
he struck a little town IN Alabama.
There was only one grocer there-he kept
sort OF a general store-but he had a big
trade and of the kind that could use Jim's
line from apricots clear through. All the
population required. Jim could see, was that
the grocer should handle his products and
boost EN- bit
Well. the grocer was typical Of the bust
ness men of the south before " the late I'M
Jim thoughts when he stepped
into the store the morning Of his arrival in
the town that he had a big order salted away
before he had a chance to show his goods.
Delighted to see you, suh." said the
old man, extending his left hand IN most
cordial greeting-Jim learned later the cause
for the dangling sleeve Of the right arm; the
" colonel" had lost the greater portion Of
the arm at Lookout mountain. 81 have an
engagement with friend from O'leans this
mo'nin', but you must take dinneh with me
and then We can talk business afterwards"
There was nothing else to do, 80 Jim re-
luctantly. suspecting as he did that the
g friend from Oleans was also a travelling
salesman. took his departure, promising to
be on hand at II 80 sharp"