OF INTEREST TO THE WOMEN Love and the Pay Envelope By BEATRICE FAIRFAX Each day there come to me numerous letters that read something like this: "I love him so much that I can not iio without him. Ho is earning sl6 a week and has good prospects. Do you think we dare risk marriage?" It's hard not to be a little cynical about the young woman who tells you In one line that she cannot live with ut her beloved, and who In the next wonders if she can risk marrying him on his present salary. • An absolutely big and fearless love would probably plunge a girl Into a marriage on a very tiny amount of money, nnd it would teach her wonder ful ways and means for making that money do with a royal unselfishness and lack of mercenary feeling. But it is Just as well for the world that love is not an overwhelming force and that most of us do stop sanely and sensibly to consider the matter from a point of view that is not mercenary but only just practical. No woman lias a right to marry a poor man unless that she Is convinced of several things First of all she must love him enough so that cheerfully and uncom plainingly she will "do without" for his sake. She must know that she will be willing to wear year before last's made over dress when other women are buying week after next's pictorial fashions. She must be sure that when John comes home tired from his day's work she can meet him with good cheer and not with the whimpering weariness of QUEBEC DISASTER "ACCIDENT" Coroner's Jury Makes No Finding; as to Responsibility for Catastrophe Quebec, Sept. 21.—A verdict of ac cidental death was returned by the Nurse Saves Aged Man From bed-sore suffering with ■Si/fees Comfort rowder ' hi—Hl mjj Here is proof and nurse's letter " For ten years in my work as a nurse I have depended upon Sykes' Comfort Powder with excellent results to soothe and heal skin soreness. I was recently called to a case of an old man, 84 years of age, who had been confined to his bed for months, and his body was aimply covered with terrible sores. I immedi ately commenced to use Svkes' Comfort Powder as thick as I could sift it on and you ought to have seen the change that took place within twenty four hours, and the sores were soon healed."—Mrs. C. L. Frost, Nurse, Catatonk, N. Y. At Drug: and Dep't Stores, 25c. THE COauroaT POWDES CO., Boston, Mast. P—fIMTOCTB Save Yew- Eyes Nature intended they should last a lifetime, and they will provided they are not abused. If uncertain whether your eyes are defective or not, have them examined by us to-day. WITHOUT CHARGE We are now offering 1-10— 12IC. Gold Rimless Nose Glasses special at SI.OO TheP.H.CapanlCo. Jewelers and Opticians 206 Market St. MMI IHi iriii' i | RA/g. AsK The | I Merchants I 1 f° r whom I J lis! We Work | ® ur * | fjk Ability j I We will gladly furnish yoo g with the list, but here's a E good plan: Notice the clean- g est window*— V WE "DID" THEM. | Harrishurg Window I Cleaning Co. I OFFICE—BOB KAMI ST. >1 BeU l'hono 35_' "lni.l ■■■ i r School of Commerce Troup Building 15 So. Market Sq. Day & Night School Bookkeeping, Shorthand, Ktenotypy, Typewriting and Penmanship BeU 485 Cumberland 245-Y Harrisburg Business College A Reliable School, 31st Year 229 Market St* Xlarrisburg, Pa* THURSDAY EVENING, a woman whose day'B occupation has netted her a backache and swollen feet because her huband's day's occupation has netted him only two dollars. She must know that she is going to be cheerful if her hands are red and swollen from dishwashing and her eyes a little tired from mending torn clothes. When a woman has passed her own mental examination as to her fitness to be the wife of a poor man. she must turn to the consideration of the poof man. Is he to be respected? Is he a worker, a man of self cohtrol, good habits and ability, a man who will always do his best to provide fj:* his family and who will not console himself for his Inability to get ahead, by slid ing backwards. When a woman makes up her mind that the poor man is a worker and a hustler, and that, she herself is a cheer ful manager, she is safe to go ahead and marry him. Love and the pay en velope have to be balanced on your own personal scales. On the love side there is emotion and durability of feeling and desire and congeniality, and on the pay envelope side there are faith and cheer, common sense and loyalty to throw Into the scale. And whether you marry a poor man or not, my dear girl, depends not at all on the general advice that I give you, nor even on such a practical con sideration as whether he is earning twelve, flteen or twenty dollars a week but entirely on what you and he can do on that sum. Cast up accounts—love and the pay envelope. How do they balance? Coroner's Jury here yesterday at the inquest into the loss of thirteen lives in the collapse of the central span of the Quebec bridge on September 11. No finding was made as to the respon sibility for the disaster or the re liability of construction methods. There was expert testimony that the hoisting jacks were not respon sible and that the span did not buckle until it was tilted and strained in a manner it was not intended to with stand. The same method of elevating the span, it was testififled by experts, would probably be used when a new link is put in place, though the socket casting would be of different material. A flaw in the southwest casting was suggested as the cause of the disaster in testimony by Charles Montserratt, chairman and chief engineer of the government commission which super vised the construction of the bridge. SO CI AI, HELP EXHIBITION Brussels. Sept. 21. An "Exhibi tion of Social Help" being held here until October 15, to show what the Germans have accom p!shed for the public welfare in var ious directions since they occupied Belgium. The system of working men's insurance introduced by them will bo one of the chief subjects cov ered. Other matters like improve ments in caring for the public health, is providing better dwelling accom modations and in preventing epidem ics and tuberculosis, will also be illus trated. Much of the exposition is in the shape of moving picture ex hibits. The Social Welfare branch of the Belgian Red Cross will have charge of the exhibition, and Gover nor-General von Bissing has accept ed the position of honorary president. U. S. GIVES CONTRACT FOR 081,818 MILES OF TWINE Washington, Sept. 21.—The post master general has awarded to the Ludlow Manufacturing Association. Boston, the contract for furnishing next year's supply of twine to be used by the postal service in tying bundles of letters. It is estimated that 2,000,000 pounds of jute twine will be used during the year, or 681,818 miles of string, enough to circle the earth twenty seven times. Cocoanut Oil Makes A Splendid Shampoo If want to keep your hair In good condition, be careful what you wash it with. Most soaps and prepared shampoos contain too much alkali. This dries the scalp, makes the hair brittle, and is very harmful. Just plain mulslfied cocoanut oil, (which is pure and en tirely greaselessT, is much better than the most expensive soap or anything else you can use for shampooing, as this can't possibly injure the hair. Simply moisten your hair with wa ter and rub It in. One or two tea spoonfuls •wrtll make an abundance of rich, creamy lather, and cleanses the hair and scalp thoroughly. The lather rinses out easily and removes every particle of dust, dirt, dandruff and ex cessive oil. The hair dries quickly and evenly, and It leaves it fine and silky, bright, fluffy and easy to man age. You can get mulslfied cocoanut oil at most any drug store. Jt is very cheap, and a few ounces is enough to last everyone in the family for month* Artv*rt!pa)ri,,nt. Ice Protects Food From Germs A refrigerator well iced protects food from germs and dirt and dust. Food should not be placed on window ledges or the back porches where germs are apt to settle upon it. Keep all foodstuffs in your refrigerator. Serious illness may otherwise re sult. Ice melts very little in cool weather. A piece will last a long time. United Ice & Coal Co. Foratrr A Conrdrn Sta. FUNERAL DIRECTOR I AND EMBALMER.' ft IL 1745 -47 N. SIXTH ST. PLAID TAFFETAS AS A TRIMMING Loose Coat For Autumn Wear Is Easily Made by Home Sewers By MAY MANTON 9159 (With Basting Line and Addei Seam Allowance) Girl's Coat, 8 to 14 years. This is one of the best coats that could be shown for the girl's Autumn use. It is loose and it is easy to adjust, also it is so simple that it can be made at home with out any difficulty. It is equally correct with the belt and without it. When it is belted, it is well to omit the pockets, however. On the figure, it is made of serge with trimning of plaid taffeta and that combination is a well liked one for the early season. It could be copied in any seasonable material. Wool velours will be especially fashionable throughout the season and it is to be found in checks and in stripes as well as in plain colors. For the dressy coat, broad cloth is pretty and fur banding would be quite correct for the collar and cuffs. For the 12 year size will be needed, 4W yards of material 36 inches wide, 4*3 yards 44, 3 yards 54, with H vard 36 inches wide for the collar and cuffs. The pattern No. 9159 is cut in sires for girls from 8 to 14 years of age. It will be mailed to any address by the Fashion Department of this paper, on receipt of ten centa. European War Made Issue in Divorce Suit Chicago, Sept. 21. —The European war is to be an issue In the divorce suit of Joseph Bokor, of Aurora, against his wife, Elizabeth of Bethlehemfalva Udvakely, Mergye, Hungary. j Bokor charges his wife with deser tion and ba-ses his accusations upon the fact that she did not come to the United States when he sent for her. Joseph Silbinger, a steamship ticket agent, says Mrs. Bokor has not come to the United States because Austria-Hungary won't allow able bodied women or men to leave during the war. SSOOO IX JEWELS STOLEN Boyertown, Pa., Sept. 21. —Jewelry to the value of more than $5,000 be longing to Mrs. Samuel G. Spotts, wife of the proprietor of the Union Hotel, was stolen last night. She had put them In a handbag which she left in their automobile when they, return ed from an afternoon's outing. The missing gems were chiefly diamonds and turquoises, In rings and neck laces. Gold watches were stolen from the rooms of Chester Dissinger, of Kutztown and Ray Horane, guests at the hotel. SNAP SHOTS By what process could you make a tea-table into food? —By taking away the T —it would then be eat able. Why Is a young lady guided by a siKn post like a letter with a wrong address? —Because she is miss-direct- What is the difference between a cabinetmaker and a crockery dealer? —One makes set-tees the other makes tea sets. The Long and Short of It.—A law yer's "brief." The Discarded Lover's Knot.— Spelled without the "k." Habitual Strikers. Blacksmiths and billiard players. Thin People Can Increase Weight Thin men and women who would like to increase their weight with 10 or 15 pounds of healthy "stay there" fat should try eating a little Sargol with their meals for a while and note re sults. Here is a good test worth try ing. First weigh yourself and meas ure yourself. Then take Sargol—one tablet with every meal— for two weeks. Then weigh and measure yourself again.. It isn't a question of how you look or feel or what your friends say and think. The scales and the tape measure will tell their own story, and many thin men and women we believe can easily add from five to eight pounds in the first fourteen days by following this simple direction. And best of all. the new flesh stays put bargol does not of Itself make fat. but mixing with your food, It alms to turn the fats, sugars and starches of what you have eaten into rich, ripe fat producing nourishment for the tissues and blood—prepare it In an easily as similated form which the blood can readily accept. Much of this nourish ment now passes from vour body as waste. But Sargol works to stop the waste and do it quickly and to make the fat producing contents of the very same meals you are eating now de velop pounds and pounds of healthy flesh between your skin and bones, f-argol Is safe, pleasant, efficient and Inexpensive. G. A. Gorgas and other leading druggists in this vicinity sell it in largo boxes—forty tablets to a package-—on a guarantee of weight in crease or money hack as found in each large box.—Advertisement. harrisburg TELEGRAPH Silver Sandals A Detective Story of Mys tery, Love and Adventure. By Clinton H. Stagg Copyright, W. J. Watt & Co.. International News Service. (Continued From Yesterday.) "That Beaumonde case?" put in the morgue-keeper with real interest. A short nod answered. "Anything in the pockets?" lie wanted to know. "Funny thing!" A jerk of the keeper's thumb ordered an attendant to shove the body back into place, and he led them to the "rag room, wh ®J" e the clothes of bodies found In th ° river are kept for the identifiers of bodies. An envelope yielded a rusty key, a few coins. Then a grunt of satisfaction from the custodian of the morgue. He held out a silver feather! "In his inside pocket," he explained "Musta stole it. Pretty thing, am t it?" The district attorney took it. It was a beautiful piece of work. A per fect feather of burnished silver, the size of a crow's feather. "That's what I want!" The district attorney put out his nand, and the morgue-keeper gave It up without question. "You're all right," he grinned. Election wasn't far away. "Thanks." The district attorney turned on his heel, and hurried out. Thames followed him silently. He was merely background, and he resented It a bit. "A stop at the Beaumonde next," the official said as they were again in the automobile. Silence marked the trip. The dis trict attorney was too greatly pre occupied to talk. Sydney Thames was too busy with his own thoughts to listen. In the hotel lobby a small group of newspaper men hurried for ward. The official waved them aside. "Nothing doing!" he snapped out, at variance with his usual smile. "Can I see Manager Carl?" he ask ed the clerk. "Can't be disturbed!" The man at the desk was plainly following an ex plicit order. "I've got to see him!" The tone made the clerk wilt a bit, but not much. "Can't do it," ho de clared. "My job means something to me." "Where Is he?" "In his room, and it's worth any hotel job in New York to wake him— wait a minute!" He reached in the mail box. "Here's a 'phone message that came an hour or so ago." The district attorney read It, whistled, and passed it to Thames, who read: Never mind Carl. Have you clean ed up Wall Street end? Sydney knows rest. The clerk put in a word of explan ation. "Mr. Colton tried to get Carl, but we had orders not to disturb him for the president himself. He left that message for you." "All right." Again Sydney found himself following the silent official. The district attorney seemed more than puzzled; he was perturbed. Something was wrong! The hypersen sitive Sydney felt it. The attitude of the district attorney was unnatural, strained. "What does Colton want at the house?" the district attorney asked. "The girl, the crow, and a feather," Sydney answered. "The girl! What girl?" demanded the official jerkily. "The one who sat at the table next to the dead man." Sydney had learn ed that from the boy. "Jove! Did he locate her?" The district attorney turned to stare. Thames shrugged his shoulders. "She is at the house. How she got there I don't know." "Funny he told me nothing of it," mused the district attorney. His voice became harsh with impatience. "But what the devil is this crow-feather part of the case? 1 don't understand it." "Colton does!" Thames snapped it. The blind man knew what he was do ing. The fact that any one could imply that he didn't was enough to arouse Sydney's ire always. There was no further talk. They reached the brownstone house. It was Sydney who led the way this time. It was the district attorney who followed at his heels. John open ed the door. Sydney hurried past him. He wasn't going to miss the chance of seeing Nadine. A knock. An invitation to enter, and Thames stopped short on the threshold. Before the desk stood the two girls. Behind them stood The Fee. Perched on the telephone was a big, black crow; the crow he had last seen on the grinning skull In the room of velvet while the woman with the age-old face and the terrible eyes had advanced to ward him. As ho took the first step In the direction of the desk the crow flapped its wings, stretched its neck, and screamed: "Poughkeepsle! Pough-kee-psie!" Some kink in the bird's brain seem ed to straighten ns he took another step. It flew from Its perch and wild ly circled the room, screeching: "George Nelson! Waiter! Age twenty-seven!" "You've frightened it again!" The words came from the lips of the girl with the burnished gold hair who stood beside Nadine Nelson. The great hatfel eyes stared at him. She was dressed in a simple blue-tailored dress that brought out the soft lines of her slim, girlish figure. Thames didn't know that it was one of Nadine's dresses that she had sent for the min ute she had seen the clothes the other girl wore. He just saw it as a pretty setting for the girl with the face of a young Greek goddess and the square little chin. And this was the girl who was connected with the murder of the man in the restaurant! Nadine slipped her arm from about the other girl's waist. "Are you ready to go?" she asked eagerly. "Are you ready to take us to Mr. Colton?" "Gee!" I hope so!" the Irrepress ible Shrimp broke in. "I fixed the wires, an' Mister Colton's been talkln' to us. He >vants yuh and the dlstri't attorney to hurry. He knows where the murderer Is an' he wants yuh to help get him." "He knows where he is?" The dis trict attorney spoke for the first time since he had entcreu the house. The words were accompanied by an eager, nervous glance toward the telephone that puzzled Sydney Thames mightily. CHAPTER XIX Assassin Speed laws ceased to exist. Traffic regulations meant nothing-. Police men scowled ferociously, took a step forward with upraised hand, then stepped back suddenly as the hand dropped to salute. The district at torney of New York was on official business. The attorney was on the front seat beside the driver. In the roomy tonncau of the big car were Nadlne and Ruth Neilton, Sydney Thames, and the eager-eyed Shrimp with a perforated bo* clutched tightly between his knees. With each swaying and jolting of the big car the crow's muffled pro tests came; sometimes In the metallic "Caw-caw!" of Hb species, at others with disjointed parts of the words it had been taught. Sydney Thames' Children Cry For lnid Drachn: J nnrlflMnl' Castorla Is a harmless substitute for Castor Oil, Pare* K§S'iff I NOT NARCOTIC. gorlc, Drops and Soothing Syrups. It Is pleasant. It I r-^mnirSWmurrXJSß. contains neither Opium, Morphine nor other Narcotio ~rl / *nv>i stvt - substance. Its ago Is Its guarantee. It destroys Worms 1 J jrZsin ** * find allays Feverlshncss. For more than thirty years it 1 I has been in constant use for the relief of Constipation. .V/ j /fiji -. , Flatulency, Wind Colic, all Teething' Troubles and : 1 Diarrhoea. It regulates the Stomach and Bowels, PgMP; | c,w/mjassr assimilates the Food, giving healthy and natural sleep. raclEt I —f j,-. The Children's Panacea—The Mother's Friend*' # 4SS® W.U.NE CASTORIA ALWAYS 1: Si _ iLtfJ IPjyjgkig • to Use For Over 30 Years q- he |^j n< j You Have Always Bought Exact Copy of Wrapper. TH OKNTAUR OOMRANV, NBW YORK CITY. mind was a whirl of unanswered ques tions. He had lost all recollection of things with the crow of the golden haired girl ringing In his ears. He had regained it again with the prob lemist's message. As is peculiar to hypnosis he remembered nothing of the blind man's fight for his mind nor of the things he had remembered sub consciously. There had been no chance for ques tions at the house. The district attor ney, with the strange nervousness that seemed so queer to the blind man's secretary, had bustled them Into the big car he had brought before there was a chance for anything; Thames, obeying the orders of Thornley Colton, had followed the instruction of the at torney unquestioningly. But what was It all about? What significance had the crow? The boy had told nim of the notes and listening to the conversation for hours. But that was all he knew. What had a silver feather to do with the case? Why silver? Then he re membered that everything connected with tho strange old man in the res taurant and also the old woman had been of silver. The silver sandals, the weird silver designs on the black vel vet at the house. The silver girdle. Even the framework that had been responsible for the automaton-like movement of the man who had enter ed the restaurant and the man to whom Sydney had afterward spoken was of silver. Weird, uncanny, the case seemed to have no connection with the present day, practical world, it seemed to be long to the past, dead centuries when the Borgias made Death the guest of honor at the elaborate feasts of Home. The old, old woman. The man. The crow. Surely such things did not be long to busy New York. Back to Sydney Thames' mind came the mes sage Colton had telephoned to the district attorney at the Beaumonde: ®THE PULLMAN COMPANY # crv * s an " rn p° rtant e i e " •/ ment in the service afforded by the Pullman Company, and includes not only the safeguarding against loss of life, or injury through railway disaster, but the protection of health against contagious diseases. All cars used by the Pullman Company are built in its own shops and represent the experience of fifty consec utive years of car construction. Built of the most enduring materials, designed to resist the most violent shocks and to withstand every con ceivable strain, the Pullman car affords the traveling public the greatest assurance of safety. Not only is the Pullman car designed for strength, but no effort or expense is spared to make each car as completely sanitary as possible. Smooth painted surfaces, sanitary floors, the avoidance of heavy hangings and superfluous upholstery, scientific ventilation and adequate screening eliminate as far as possible the dust and dirt of railway travel. Systematic mechanical cleaning combined with frequent thorough chemical fumigation, maintain each car in a constant state of cleanliness and sanitation. SEPTEMBER 21, 1916 Have you cleaned up the Wall Street end? The Wall Street end? Some how that seemed an anachronism In this case of crows and crows' feath ers and deaf-and-dumb clairvoyants. That was a sordid, "practical" side of the murder that had never been In evidence before. How had the old man been connected with the street of frantic money-changers? As Syd ney remembered him, there at the restaurant table with one hand loose ly grasping a wineglass, there had been no suggestion of modern things. The womin with the wonderful eyes? It seemed impossible to associate her with Wall Street. The girl with the hair of burnished gold! He eyed her covertly. Her eyelids were drooping over her hazel eyes. Nadine's arm was around her waist with its com forting, gentle pressure. Sydney knew that in the hours she had been with the girl Nadine had impressed her with nome of her own great faith in the blind man who solv ed crime puzzles. No, a girl like that could not commit murder. The new twist the blind man's message had brought made the murder a man's crime; and the crime of a man who needed money. Wall Street seldom meant anything else. The district attorney turned In his seat so that he could speak to them. "Did you ever see this before?" he asked, and he stretched out his hand to show them the.silver feather. The girl's eyes opened; blankness was in them a moment; then a start led look of understanding came. "Father made It. Rameses used to hide it in play." "Did he ever say anything to you about it?" It seemed to Sydney that the district attorney was particularly persistent. The girl shook her head slowly; then sudden recollection came. "Once he said that only a feather stood be tween me and the fortune. Only a feather!" she repeated. The curious glance she shot at afydney caused him to wonder. Sh<y saw that he had no recollection of ever hearing the words before. "He must have said the same thing to my aunt," she de clared. "She " The girl broke off the sentence and changed It to a question: "Where did you get It?" "Thames will tell you." The dis trict attorney appeared to have lost all interest. The girl glanced questioningly at Sydney, and he twitched uncomfort ably on the seat. Why had the of ficial left this to him? Why had he shifted the minute the r'rl had men tioned fortune? "The waiter had it," the secretary blurted. "Where is ho?" she asked quickly. "He was to have met me on the road yesterday morning with the crow. He never came." "He is dead, at tho morgue," Syd ney told her quietly. "Dead!" The word seemed to choke her. "He wasn't—killed?" Her voice broke piteously on the last word. "He was not murdered." Sydney answered solemnly the question she could not put. "The district attor ney had been looking for him a year. He had been drinking heavily, and he probably fell into the water trying to hide." "Thank God he was not another!" she murmured. Nadine's "arm drew her back comfortingly. She added a word of explanation. "We never un derstood his drinking. After the first time, when his papers were stolen, Silver Sandals ordered him not to .drink. It was the only thing sha seemed unable to control." "Don't talk of it, please," was tha gentle command of Nadine, and tha girl obeyed. (To Be Continued.) 11
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