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THE ATLANTA GEORGIAN FRIDAY. OCTOBER 10, 1006. 3 Our Fair Sale Ends In A Blaze Of Glory Suits: Coats: Skirts Ladies’ very handsome Tailor ed Suits, including Aronson's exclusive models that wore $40 to $60; $10.00 Ladies’ Coats of nil wool Ker seys and smart English mix tures; worth up to ftC QA $15, at Ladies’ very fine Coats of all wool Kerseys, West of Eng land Broadcloth, A etc., at Misses’ Long Coats of all-wool Kerseys, fancy mixtures, ete.; worth up to ftO CIO $10.00 Ladies’ Broadcloth, Panama and Novelty Plaid Skirts, worth up to $8, CkQ at, choice ....... Ladies’ Wnists of beautiful silk finished tartan plaids; very fashionable; $5.00tit 1 QQ value Ladies’ Waists of finest guar anteed Taffeta Silk and Lib erty satin; all col-ttO QA ors; at ;... Ladies’ Petticoats of guaran teed taffeta silk in black nnd colors; $10 value $4.98 Now for the grand finale of one of the greatest bar gain sales Atlanta has ever known. Tomorrow will be the last and best day of our Georgia State Fair Salq and you cannotaffordto let the splendid money-saving opportu nities escape you. Come! Grand Values On First Floor SALE OF SILKS. Including fancy taffetas and loutatnes. worth up to $1.00; TO- tomorrow SILK GLOVES. Full elbow length: black and white; QQ r special, per pair ?OL LADIES’ BELTS In the very stylish silk plaid effects; great bar- fO/" gains at. ' I SHOPPING BAGS of fine leathers: black , one! colors; worth $2 to $3; CO- chiire i C LADIES’ CORSETS with hoso supporters attached, n. & G. make; $1.00 Cf) r values yvt UMBRELLAS, sample lines from big manufacturers; worth up *o $4.00: at QQ r choice yOC MEN'S UNDERWEAR. Heavy tlecced; regular $1.00 values; tomorrow per gar- IlTr m»nt “it BED SPREADS, extra slse, genuine Mar- aellles; worth $4.00; ..$1.98 BLANKETS. Finest Califor nia all-wool; extra size; worth a?' 00 .... , . l .... pa . 1 . 1 .': $3.98 BLEACHED SHEETS. Full slse, hemmed ready 7Q. for use: speclat each PILLOW CASES. Good else extra well made; full bleached; very special..... toe BLEACHED CAMBRIC. Yard wide, Lonsdale fin ish; tomorrow per yard 5c Furs and Millinery We are offering the grnuilest values in Ladies’ Fine Collar ettes, Stoles, Boas, Scarfs, Throws, etc., of mink, I sable, fox and other stylish furs ever shown in Atlanta. $3 to $4 values fljQg* at only.. $5 to $0 values ftO Qfi at only .. . $7.50 to $10 vnlue C^, QQ at only .... Infants’ and Children's Silk Caps, prettily trimmed; $1.00 values; choice 25c New ready-to-wear Ilats, Pe ter Pan Hats and Cigarette Hats, $2 to $3 QQa values Dress H«ts of fine silk Velvets, beautifully trimmed; worth up to $5.00; choice $1.98 Fine Pattern Hats from lead ing New York designers; wortli up to $10.00; Imported Paris Model Hats that should be priced $15.00 $5.00 Great Dress Goods Sale Open Saturday Night Till 10 O’clock Furniture, etc—Basement New. plain and fancy wool Dress Goods, 36 to 40 Inches wide and , worth $6 to 75 certts.... 25c Fine Sicilians, Plaid Novelties and Fancy Mixtures, worth %1.00 a yard, to- rn„ morrpw . Wv Finest West of England ^Broadcloths, Chiffon Panamas, Meltons, etc., worth qo„ $2 to.$4, at We Give Green Trading Stamps 18 West Mitchell, Near Whitehall. Babies' Beds of enameled iron wjtli drop sides, complete '.'r! *4.95 Folding Iron Beds with National Steel Spring; full slse, $10 value.... $4.98 Fancy Parlor Tobies of polished oak with lower shelf; AQs real $1.50 value, at . Parlor Rockers, oak or mahogany finish, $4 to $6 >1 fib styles; very special tl.sO EPISCOPAL CHURCH PAPER URGES RETURN 7 O CUSTOM OF ANOINTING WITH OIL Milwaukee, WIs., Oct. 19.—“The Liv ing Church," a weekly Episcopal paper, has formally declared war on Christian Science and the iiia ot similar methods of healing, and proposes to return to the ancient custom of prayer with the anointing ef oil, as the scriptural meth od. "The Living Church" nays tho ancient unction ceremony has never teen formally discontinued or abolish ed and that any rector Is at liberty to take up the practice at once. The argu ment In behalf of treatment In this form by church authorization Is tho well-known desire of many, who seek a combined religious and medical treatment. Bishop C. K. Nelson, when seen by a representative of The Georgian Friday morning, said that the statements of "The Living, Church" have no author ity, outside of the fact that.lt is a reputable Episcopal weekly. He sahl It Is. true the unction ceremony has never been formally abolished, yet It has gone out of use. and that It would require, the action of the general con vention of the-Episcopal church to re store the. ceremony. „ - ART OF BEING AMIABLE \ * ‘■Hsu- : By the MARQUIS DE CASTELLANE. (Copyright, 1908, by Amefican-Journal- Examiher.) Hundreds of women; great ladles, and lesser ones, there are Whose one ambition Is .to be colled amiable. The strojiff sex,’ and , rightly, too, admires amiability In a woman more than the most magnificent Jewels with which she can adorii her person. Only these ambitious ladles often fall shert of reaching their Ideal, and make the mis take of thinking that a jilUy giggle and a foolish smirk are the essence of the art of amiability, whereas, for a matter of fact. It is only the supreme evidence of a hollow mind. Bec ause they shout with laughter on greeting you, squeeze your hand and make eyes ut ,you, they are persuaded that they have cast an atmosphere of Edenllke bliss about them. On thplr own authority they hoist theifiselves upon u pinnacle surmounting an Olynv plan height to which they never really can attain. I think I can say without false pride that In the universal race to reach the goal of amiability In which the women of all nations have from time Immemorial participated, tht French women used to come out easy firsts. Times have changed now, how ever. The reason of this Is that amia bility, that Intangible quality so per suasive and yet so elusive, has taken flight before the encroaching power of vulgarity which seems to have over ridden our modern society. You can’t be amiable In a hurry, and nowadays everything Is done with a rush. You can’t be amiable In a con versation which Is'carried on In mono* syllables over-a telephone wire, and everybody now does most of their talk Ing by means of thU horrid Instrument. However, amiability’s bitterest enemy is not that restless,spirit which drives men and women at great speed hither and thither all over the world, but the passion for the game which now takes up the attention of half humanity, I rt fer to bridge. - - Suppose you enter a modern salon, whether It be In the House of thp most- aristocratic lady In the land or the most Insignificant wife of a petit bour geois. Whdt do you see? Not as formerly, an assembly of people engaged In cheerful conversation, or sitting. In lit tle groups apart harmlessly flirting without pose or pretention, In the pret tiest manner Imaginable. No. What you see Is a series *>f groups comprised each of fodr individuals sitting arout.d small tables. Upon the people's faces Is a hypnotized expression, and me chanically they seem to Juggle wp.'i cards and counters. In the midst of an Icy silence. If you happen to raise your voice ever so little, be it only to greet your hostess on entering, you will be the mark for angry expressions of ’’Hush!" which will emanate simultaneously from all corners of the room. The lady whom you have come to present your respects looks at you as If to say, "If you don’t shut up I'll have you put out." Then of course you stand as If petvl fled, with gaping mouth, aftd stare and nod and do not dare to speak. This Is what our modem women are pleased to call the gentle art of being amiable. They have done away with all effort to please, all the pretty manners which graced our ancestresses. Their salons are like dim oratories \vheje one comes to pray In silence; the difference Is only in the deity which Is worshipped there It would be Interesting to know what Is thought by such shining lights of wit and graciousness as the Madames Goeffin, d’EpInay .or De Stael, who shone in French society of former days. If they can look down upon the social gatherings.of modern times. I suppose which such a sight of our vulgarity, our silence and the total absence ot In tellectual effort among us causes them, by conversing with the saints and an gels. I really can not believe that when one crosses the threshold of paradise one will be greeted by the spectacle of so many and such charming represen tatives of human Intelligence as are there now, grouped around* bridge ta- ARMY OP CANVASMEN COULD TEACH UNCLE SAM'S MEN TO MOVE PAST An Intereating Incident in the Arrival of Barnum & Bailey’s Circus. Unloading tho Camels and Elephants at the Show Grounds. " SOUTHERN RAILWAY. . fh. following ..'ti.'iluli 1 figures published only re Information, ami oh* 111,1 snnrnnteo.1. ' . 36. li 1 .71. f 40. i 18. Atlanta iC.-T.). ...... Ar. i’ooroa IB. T.) Ar. Nniirtiinburs A**, t'barlotti*. v . Ar. WnRhlnicton . . . . Ar. New York. . . . 12:0i) in him 3:25 n.ui. 6:13 n.n^ 9:2) a.in* 9:30 p.m. 6:30 a.m. 7:50 n.ui. 12:07 p.m. 3:SS p.m. 6:10 p.m. 3:00 p.m. IttHI mm 1:00 p.m. 5:03 p.iu. 8:50 p.m. 11:00 p.m. 11:05 a.m. 9:10 p.ui. CHATTANOOGA. CINCINNATI A ND THE WEST. 13. 7. 13. 1 1 1 * V ■ Atlanta. .......... Ar. t'hnttnnongn. ....... Ar. nnoluimtl Ar. U.uIkvUW* Ar. ('hfengo 5:30 a.m. 9:45 a.m. 7:4*) p.m. 8:00 p.m. 7:10 a.m. 7:5f> a.m. 1:00 p.m. 4:50 p.m. 9:56 p.m. 8:10 n.til. 3:46 a.m. 6:201*. t:i. JACKSONVILLE. BRUNSWICK, ETC. . . _ 1 16! i a ^ w. 1 '*■ 1 Atiuntn Ar. Macon Ar. Corn ran AT. Ji-fttlp •y- Brunswick. p™: JsfkmmvIUc 6:15 a.m. 9:21 a.m. 10:30 a.m. 2:25 p.m. 4:25 p.m. 8:20 p.m. 12:15 p.m. 2:40 p.m. 4:1) p.m. ! 11:15 p.m. 7:10 p.m. * 1:30 a.m. 8:45 p.m. 2:40 a.m. 6:00a.m. &:90 a.m. i .....I 8:50a.m. :::::::::::: BIRMINGHAM. MEMPHIS AND THE WE ST. | 22. I 35. 1 27- 1 25. 11:30 p.iu. 12:10 p.m. 1:41 a.m. .1:06 p.m. 5:36 n.ui. 'y. At In ii in Ar- A tinted •y. 'rnlln|NM'Ka * . . Ar. AnnUtou. Ar. Itlruiliifiinin. . 4:00 a.m. 4:35 a.ui. 6:27 n.ui. 7:43 n.ui. 10:15 a.m. 7:60 n.ln. 7:35 n.ui/ 8:55 a.m. 10:06 a.m. 12:05 p.m. 4:25 p.m. 5:05 p.m. 6:24 p.m. 7:» put. 9:20 p.m. «:U> p.m. 7:05 p.m. 9:3) p.m. BY PERCY WHITING, Tlte clrcua la In town today—Bar num & Bailey’s, you know—greatest show on earth. Barnum nnd Bailey are both dead, of course; been dead a long tlqie; but the show goes right on being the "greatest show on earth," just as it was back In the old days j when -P. T, Barnum was furnishing the hot air and James A. Bailey the-bralns.' And ws, the sporting department, were assigned to go, out, watch them j put up the tents, enjoy a dinner as j the guest of Dexter Fellows, chief en- ! lertalner of the press; drink some pink j lemonade (provided our system was up to It), nnd then come back and "tell ’em about It." "Which same,” In the language of j the poet, “we done.” Ordlnnrily we should have been out to see them unload. Ten years ago we wouldn’t have - missed It for a farm. And we aren't the only ones, for eight or ten thousand boys, old and younc, hung around the Forsyth street bridge Friday morning and took It In; and at the first of the season the United States army had two men. a major and a captain, detailed to go with the show and get pointers about loading and unloading trains, putting up tents and taking them down ngaln. A Regular Army. But, anyway, we saw the tents go ing up and that Is worth the price .of admission to the main show. Appar ently there were something over a mil lion men at It, hut as Mr. Fellows gives his assurance that the show only em ploys 1,065 people, this must be an ex aggeration. They weren’t working the automatic peg-driver, but through the conglom eratlon of sounds could be heard the plunk, plunk" of the big hammers. At 11 o'clock the executive offices, the animals' tent, the grub tent, the cook ing tent aqd a couple of dozen others were up and doing business. The six enormous poles of the main tent were up and ready, but It looked as though el slv hnill'u’ tt'liplf flhPftrl rtf flip hour late in starting. It we had had a better place to unload I think that we could have made It.” That anything Is ever ready la the marvel—with 87 cars, 690 horses, 12 acres of canvas, seats for 14,832 pco- pie, 3,000 meals served dally, 20 tons I of apparatus for one act, 216 animals I In the menageries, - 24 elephants, these nnd the ten thousand wonders of tha greatest show on earth—or anywhere I else. I The travelling circus Is the great 'American amusement feature, the typi cally American entertainment. Its com ing marks an epoch In the life, of every small boy and Its going leaves a gap which only another circus can fill. THE IDEALIST By A. B. AGACIO. therft ware six hours’, work ahead of the can van men. ■ * ' -. "It’ll be up in up hour," said .Mr. Fel- COLUMBU8. FORT VALLEY, ETC. » i'Bnnm i r " Hllnmann. , , % , Ar _t»rt Valley. . . 4:35 p.m. I I 6:25 pi.ni. i | 9t35 p.m. i i,v. Atiiinfft rr Ar. \VI Main mu. Ar. t’olnnmtt*. . I asengcr ami Ticket Office, 1 I’mrhtn-r St. ITioiw }«. r ,!,. r ; 1 "" l 'U" r nnd Ticket Office, l Tvaclittcc Street, flume 1L. Ticket Office tv. Ulnal Station, flume OCk bles. Everything fades, everything change, even wit- • There fit. one thing which, however, does not Change with the ages, and that Is boredom. Now, nothing In the .world Is so tiresome as people who think themselves, amiable In the modern sense of the word. Buch women arc mere pretentious snobs. Amiability has departed this world. In our day It Is relegated to the museums of antiqui ties. „ Believe me. ladies. If you ever hope to cultivate that most gentle art you must make up your minds to converse like in the old days, and refrain from, converting your salons Into branch es tablishments of gambling resorts. If you persist In your present mule attitude you may be considered by your descendants as delightful mollusks, but only upon condition that you are beau tiful. But there Is one thing certain — you will never be classed on a par with those charmers who from tho days of our Mother Eve to our own time have beautified the world by their grace and amiability. Woman Is fast becoming a second edition of man. She could have aone better. It Is unfortunate for her; and TTTWT) for us, too. xvj-lxa/. MISS ISABELLE BUTLER. Dashing Young American Who Does tha “Dip of Death’’ in 8arnum A Baileyls. lows. "Sometimes we can get It up and ready In two hours, but the ground Is very soft hero nnd It Is a long, hard pull from the train tu the grounds. In consequence the show will bo about an STANDARD TO FIGHT VERDICT OF JURY Findlay, O., Oct. 19.-—The Standard Oil Company, which wan found guilty early today of conspiracy, will carry’ the case to the hfgheat court in the land. Motion for u new trial will.prob ably be made Monday. It was ugreed between the attorney*- for the* state and the Standard that no further proKceutlon.V should take, place until the case In hand ahould be’ finally panned upom Practlcallv the. evidence moat be uiied In all th<‘ cases,. atul It It faIlk to convict in to** . It In agreed that it Bhad not be used agntnut Rockefeller. * IF YOU EVER BET A DINNER, BET THE BEST.' THE NEW KIMBALL He was young and enthusiastic and had his own views of life—views with which he found few to agree. More over, he was a poet. She was older by ten or fifteen years. She had at first listened good-naturedly to hts ravings, hod taken a kindly In terest In the productions of blit pen, and had eventually learned to love the impulsive Idealist. He came to see her frequently. 8he was one of the very few to whom he could pour nut his hopes and sorrow, and the bond of sympathy between them attracted him to her aide, so that she became his confidant In all things. He told her all his great schemes for the reformation of society, for the amelioration of the lot of the poor, and for the better recognition of men of letters. He was periodically fired with some new Idea, and was always about to do some great thing that would make him known nmong his fellow men. And she encouraged him In his aspirations. One day a picture In a city shop caught his eye, and he stood for more than an hour gazing at the exquisite profile of nn intellectual face crowned by a mass of golden-brown hair. The great wide-open eyes held him In thrall, and he v.ould have bought the picture at once but for $he fact that he had no money. That night he wrote an ode to the beautiful stranger, and all night long he dreamed that he was walking through a pretty old-world garden, hand In hand with the owner of tho wondrous eyes and hair. Next day ho went to the shop again and got the name of the pointer, one Paul Des- rampa, of whom nothing was known except that be lived In Paris. In the evening he called upon his friend and told her of his discovery, describing In glowing terms the mar-, velous beauty of the face In the pic ture. He read her the lines he had written, and her features twitched with pain. Latterly she hail been -persuad ing Herself that, much older as she was, he was beginning to rare for her —beginning as she had begun to care for him years ago, little by little, until the whole powers of her heart and soul were .wrapped up In htin. When he had gone, she gave way to her grief and cried herself to sleep. But she was up early In the morning and wrote two notes which she dis patched hastily by her maid. He had worked far Into the night nn a new etory, so he arose late. Hla first visit was to the shop, where the subject of his romance lay. As ho reached the window, he stopped short The picture had gone! He bad not anticipated this, he had overlooked the fact that picture dealers trade merely for gain, and do not keep shops to sat isfy the artistic crpvlngs of the multi tude. Ho had imagined that he could come here day after day and worship his Idol. Suddenly a happy thought struck him. Tho window might have been rearranged and his darling relo- gnted to a minor position Inside; these traffickers In art are mere soulless beings. So he went in boldly and asked to sds the picture, but the attendant did not remember any such painting, nor did the name of Paul Descamps sound familiar to him. But he inadq Inquiries and foqnd that the picture had been sold that morning. The purchaser ha I paid cash and had taken It away Im mediately, leaving no address. Hi made a point of asking the address of the buyer, so that he might call and get permission, perhaps, to see th.- lovely face sometimes. Now he was baffled completely. He walked the streets all the rest of the afternoon, thinking vainly that he might meet the new owner taking home his treasure, but not one person did he see with anything resembling the frame work of the lost .one. ’ He climbed up to his lodgings In deep depression, and went to bed with out even troubling to fight the lamp. In hfs sleep he had visions df the picture, and when he woke ha fancied he saw It facing him, fyuf.b* closed his .eyes again to ‘brqod ofer i.t» .disappoint ment. ' '‘ r "If-’ When her did get up he Blurted as If he had received an electric shock. There In front of him wns the very picture! He must still be dreaming. It was Impossible that a miracle had taken place! He rubbed his eyes pulled up the blind. The sun ■ waa streaming In at the open, window, .and shone full on the golden-hrotyn hair He lifted It up and laughed aloud; then, ppet-llke, he kissed the lovely Image. '• But how came It there? He ques-. tinned the landlady, who, however, could only tell him It had been brought the day before, while he was out, by a man who left no message. He went over to see fils old friend the first thing. She expected him, and was dressed with extra rare. She had on a new dyers of an artistic,blue—a blue that he liked, and-she, expected him to compHmyht hey on It. But he was full of the. present be hid re ceived In so mysterious a manner, and the pleaaure of seeing him so happy, al most compensated for the loss of the looked-for compliment. She was about to give him a hint as to the Identity of the unknown pur chaser, when he unfolded a plan he hud formed. He was going to Paris to seek out Paul Desyamps and find the original of the picture and would search until he had found Ills Ideal; then be would marry her, and they would live a life such as no man and woman had ever lived before. ■ Her fare blanched. She knew It wns useless to argue with him about hla folly, so she merely listened. Three weeks later she received a let ter dated from the Rue Gay Lus- aastn, staling that he had found Paul Desramps, but giving no further par ticulars. He had searched In all the museums and art galleries, anil eventually got Information which enabled him to dis cover the palmer In a mean little studio near the Sorbonne, a withered little man with a kind face who did hla utmost w assist his visitor In his search. But It was fifteen years since he painted the picture, lie remember ed the girl, a handsome grlsette, who sat for every young ar.tlst In the Quar ter who essayed to portray the beauti ful In woman.' The poet nearly lost cdntrnl of him self at this. ' He would have liked to kill the little man for even suggest ing such a thing. It waa a He, of course. His darling never exhibited her charms to mincing tricksters of the brush. She was all love and beau ty, a veritable fairy, and this old paint er was Jealous because he had her por trait. By dint of great perseverance he got to know that she left the district sev eral yean before and went to Mont martre, whence he traced her to the Qua! des Orfevres. He hastened down to the riverside with all speed. The number given him was a small restau rant with little red curtains on the win- dows, the.kind of plnce where a dinner —a prix fixe—can he obtained for a couple of francs, wine Included. At last he had found his goddess! His heart almost stopped beating, but he pushed open the door and went In. At tho far end ot the room was a fig ure, of which he could only see the back; but It was crowned by clusters of golden-brown hair which he could not mistake. It was she! The figure turned at his approach, and lie was confronted by a stout, bold - faced woman well over forty, with arms akimbo and ileevea rolled up for work. His brain reeled. There must be some terrible mistake, In spite of the hair. He asked her name. He was not de ceived. But wJty did Monsieur In quire? He held nil women'ln respect, and he could not he rude even to such as she; so he turned and bolted. He ran along the. quay with such swiftness that he alarmed the gendarme doing sentry-go outside the central pollen station, and he did not stop till he wns across the bridge and well away from the little restaurant. That night he packed his vailsa nnd took tho mall train back to London, reaching hla lodgings pale and haggard just after dawn. When he awoke from a long sleep he found'a'Scented notfi lying on his tn- We, n week-old. It was frojn her, telling him that she was going away, und giving her address In case ho wanted her. He felt annoyed. Of course he v ant ed her. He wanted to tell her all his troubles, and to r<celve the sympathy she was always so ready to give. He wpuld go to her and tell her all about It. She was staying at a big hydro in the Midlands, and tvheh he arrived she was sitting alone In the drawing room. He paused by the door to admire her. She wns really very charming, and al ways dressed to perfection. And he adored well-dressed women. -He mark ed her pretty /uxuriant hair, her deli cate features, hud' he saw with pride that the dress she wore was one h« had admired In a Bond street window one afternoon when he was out walk ing with her. A dainty shoe was Just visible beneath the folds of her silk 'petticoat, and sho v.ns reading a let ter. It waa his latter—the last he had written from Baris, und as she bent over It teafs were In her eyes. 1 A light o w li, .I "li him Mr i roused the room quietly on tip-toe. put his arm around her and kissed her. And the look on her face as he did so was that of his dream ot: the old-world garden. ' , .JSS MONTGOMERY GIRL ASSAILED BY NEGRO Kpeelttl to Tile tiootglap.' ’ ■ Montgomery, Ala., Get, 19,—Herman Thompson, a negro, was arrested hoe this morning on the charge of attempt ing' to, criminally assault Miss Belle Caine, the'13-’year-bld daughter of Mr. and Mrs. G. K. Caine, a well-known family of Montgomery. The negro waa spirited away to IVe- tumpka, In.charge of Constable Geo, Lamar, and at the Alabama river he was met by Sheriff Robbins, of Elmore, ond several deputies. They reached tho Wetumpka jail before many peo ple knew the crime had been attempt ed. There la suppressed excitement among the 'people. The negro, who works for the O. K. Grocery Company, went to the Caine home, at 95 Simpson avenue, to g>>! orders. The little girl went to the back door and the negro asked If Mrs. Caine was at home. The girl said no He asked If Mr. Caine was at home nnd the girl said no. He asked again If there was anybody beside the girl In tha house and she said- no. tvhen she said this. It Is alleged he grabbed her by the throat. She screamed and neighbors rushed to the scene nnd tho hegro made bis escape, but was soon captured. IORDAN & rROZIER 165 Peachtree. ASK THE FANS