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■That lie has exceedingly grim ideas
hs to dueling and fighting gen
-vrhlly. He was in prison once for
six months at New Orleans for
Tcilltog a man who Insulted my
mother. Nothing in the world would
have convinced him tlmt he had
not done a perfectly legitimate
■thing.”
‘'I am expecting to find him quite
•an -him interesting study when I know
better," Francis pronounced.
'“My only fear is that he will count
•me an unfriendly person and re
fuse to have anything to do with
:me.”
“I am not at all sure,” she said
Indifferently, “that It would not
be very much better for you if he
did.”
“I cannot admit that,” he an
swered, smiling. think that our
■ paths in life are too far apart for
either of us to influence the other.
■You don’t share his tastes, do
.you?” “Which
ones?” she asked, after
>a moment’s silence.
“Well, boxing for one,” he re.
piled. “They teU me that he is the
greatest living patron of the ring,
both here and in America.”
“I have never been to a fight to
1 my life,” she confessed. “I hope
’that I never may.”
“I can’t go so far as that,’’ he de
clared, “but boxing Isn’t altogether
one of my hobbies. Can’t we leave
your father and his tastes alone
for the present? 1 would rather
talk about—ourselves. Tell me
what you care about most In life?”
“Nothing,” dhe answered list-
44 But that is only a phase,” he
persisted. “You have had terrible
trials, I know, and they must have
affected your outlook on life, but
you are still young, and while one
is young life is always worth hav
ing.”
.. I thought so once,” she assent
ed. “I don’t now.”
“But there must be—there win
be compensations," he assured her.
“I know that just now you are suf
fering from the reaction—after all
you have gone through. The mem
ory of that will pass.
“The memory of what I have
gone through will never pass,” she
answered.
There was a moment's intense si
lence, a silence pregnant with remi
niscent drama.
"Please look at me,” he begged,
a little abruptly. *
She turned her head in some sur
prise. Francis was almost hand
some In the clear spring sunlight,
his face alight with animation, his
deep-set gray eyes full of amused
yet anxious solicitude, Even as
she appreciated these things and
became cHmly conscious of his
eager interest, her perturbation
seemed to grow. «
“Well,” she ventured.
“Do I look like a person who
knew what he was talking about?”
he asked.
41 On the whole, I should say- that
you did,” she admitted.
“Very well, then,” he went on
cheerfully, “believe me when I say
that the shadow which depresses
yon all the time now will pass. I
sav this confidently,” he added, his
voice softening, “because I hope
to be allowed to help. Haven’t you
guessed that I am very glad In
deed to see yon again?”
They had passed through Lans
-downe passage and were to the
■ quiet end of Curzon street.
“But you must no.t talk to aae
Hike that,” she expostulated.
“Why not?” he demanded. “W«
met under strange and untoward
circumstances, but are you so very
•different from ot^er women? Will
you not accept my friendship?”
“It Is impossible," she repUed.
“May I be allowed to call *n
you?” he went.on doggedly..
“I do not receive visitors,” she
answered.
T ara sorry," ihe said, “but I can
not accept my dismissal like this.
I shall appeal to your father. How
ever much he may dislike me, he
has at least common sense. ■
She ilooked at him with a touch
of the ertd horror In her coldly ques
tioning eyes.
■ In your way you have been kind
to me,” she admitted. Let me
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“In Your Way You Hava B**n Kind
to Ms,” Shs Admitted.
jlom drew a little breath.
one knows that I was at
Brighton,” he murmured.
"I went home directly the bar
here dosed,” Jimmy said, In a still
dated tone. “I heard nothing about
It till the next morning.”
"Alibis by the bushel,” Falrftut
lMf * hed har 8 h 'y- “ x *** *». 1 was
doing that. my I ahow-^every In the one place knows at
was never
ell
“The murder was not committed
In the place,” Francis commented
calmly.'
Fairfax slid off his etool. A
spot of color blazed la his pale
cheeks, the glass which he was hord
ing snapped In his Angers., He
seemed suddenly possessed.
“I say, what the li—1 are you get
ting at?" he cried. “Areyou ac
cusing me—or any of us—Victor’s
palsr
inretum, •give you a word advice
Let me heg yotTfo uave nothing
whatever to do with my father, in
friendship or in enmity. Either
might he equally disastrous. Either,
in the long run. Is JUkely to cost
you dear.”
“If that is your opinion of your
father, why do you live with him?”
he asked.
She had become entirely callous
again. Her smile, with Its mocking
quality, reminded him for a .mo
ment at the man whom they were
discussing.
14 Because I am a luxury and com
fort-loving parasite,” she answered
deliberately, “because my father
gladly pays my accounts at Lucille
and Worth and Reville, because I
have never learned to do without
things. And please remember this.
My father, so far as <1 am con
cemed, has no faults. He Is a gen
erous and courteous companion.
Nvertheless, No. 70 b, Gurzon street
is no place for people who desire
to lead normal lives.
And with that she was gone. Her
gesture of dismissal was so com
plete and final that he had no cour
age for further arguments He had
lost her almost as soon as he had
found her. • '
CHAPTER VIII
V!r;J
F OUR men were discussing the
verdict at the adj.turned inquest
upon Victor Bidlu -e, at Soto’s
American bar about a fortnight
later. They were Kobert Fairfax,
a young actor to musical comedy;
Peter .lacks, a cinema producer;
Gerald Morse, a dress designer, and
Sidney Voss, a musical composer
and librettist, all habitues of the
place and members of the little cir
cle toward which the dead man had
seemed, during the last few weeks
of his life, to have become attract
ed. At the table a short distance
away, Francis Ledsam was seated
with a cocktail and a dish of al
monds before him. He seemed to
be studying an evening paper and
to be taking but the scantiest no
tice of the conversation at the bar.
“It just shows," Peter Jacks de
clared, “that crime Is the easiest
game in the world. Given a reason
able amount of Intelligence, and a
murderer’s business is about as sim
ple as a sandwichman's. M
“The police,” Gerald Morse, a
paid-faced anemic-looking youth,
declared, “rely upon two things,
circumstantial evidence and motive.
In the present case there is no cir
cumstantial evidence, and as to mo
tive, poor old Victor was too big a
fool to have an enemy in the
world."
Sidney Voss, who was up for the
Sheridan club, and had once been
there, glanced respectfully across
at Francis.
"You ought to know something
about crime and criminals, Mr. Led
sam,” he said. “Have you any
theory about the affair? »»
Francis set down the glass from
which he had been drinking and,
folding up the evening paper, laid
It by the side of him.
' "As a matter of fact,” he
am
swered, “I have.” *
The few words, • simply spoken,
yet In their way charged with men
ace, thrilled through the little room.
Fairfax swung round upon his stool,
a tall, aggresslvei-looklng youth
whose good looks were half eaten
up with dissipation. His eyes were
unnaturally bright, the cloudy re
mains in his glass indicating ab
sinthe.
“Listen, you fellows 1” he ex
claimed. “Mr. Francis Ledsam, the
great criminal barrister, is going to
solve the mystery of poor old Vic
tor’s death for us1”
The three other young men all
turned around from the bar. Their
eyes and whole attention seemed
riveted upon Francis. No one
seemed to notice the newcomer who
passed quietly to a chair In the
background, although he was a per
son of some note and Interest to all
of them. Imperturbable and immac
ulate as ever, Sir Timothy Brast
smiled amiably upon; the little gath
'ering, summoned a waiter and or
dered a dry martini.
“I can scarcely promise to do
that,” Francis said slowly, his eyes
vesting for a second or two upon
each of the four faces. “Exact so
lutions are a little out.of my line.
I dhlnk I can promise ito give you a
-Shock, though, If you're strong
enough to stand It. *»
There was another .of (those curi
ously charged silences. The bar
tender paused with the cocktail
sbaher -still In his hamd. Voss be
gan ito beat nervouaijy upon the
counter .with his knuefctos.
“We can stand anything tout .sus
pense,” he declared. “Get «n .with
your shock-giving. *»
“I believe that the person raqpos
slble for the death of Victor Bjid
lake Is in this room at the present
moment,” Francis declared.
Again the silence, curloua, tense
and dramatic, little Jimmie, the bar
tender who had leaned forward t*
listen, stood with his mouth slightly
open and the coektnll-shaker which
was in his hand leaking drops upon
the counter. The first conscious
impulse of everybody seemed to be
to glance suspiciously around the
room. The four young men at the
bar, Jimmy and one waiter, Francis
and Sir Timothy Brast, were Its
only occupants.
“I say, you know, that’s a bit
thick, isn’t it?” Sidney Voss sum
mered St last. “I wasn’t in the
place at all, l was to Manchester,
bat It’s s bit rough on these other
chaps, Victor’s pals.”
“I was declared dining st oqffly. the Oafe Bern),”
Jacks l
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Onr Daily Story
Selecting the Right
Man
By MARTHA WILLIAMS
“Suppose you bad three wishes,
what would you ask for first r
David Allen asked, not quite stead
ily, with a quickly averted glance
at Elinor Ware.
“0! I don’t know—let me seel
Yes—I do know—wings—and free
dom—" Elinor began.
David laughed softly: “That’s
two-ln-one, right out ihe box,” he
Interrupted. “With just one more,
you’d never be able to choose what
It was."
H’m 1 I do hate wet blankets!”
Elinor ejaculated with a mutinous
grimace. David took her hand.
“Wish you’d let me choose for
you," he said thickly. ‘‘No need
to tell you what my choice would
be—"
“I accuse no one,” Francis re
plied, unperturbed. “You I invited
a statement from me and made
It”
Sir Timothy Brast rose from h!s
place and made his way to the end
of the counter, next to Fairfax and
nearest Francis. He addressed the
former. There was an Inscrutable
smile npon his lips, his manner Was
reassuring.
«« Young gentleman," he begged,
pray do not disturb yourself. I
will answer for It that neither you
nor any of yopr friends are the ob
ject of Mr. Ledsam’s suspicion.
Without a doubt, it Is I to whom
h!s somewhat bold statement re
fers.
They all stared at him, immersed
In another crisis, bereft of speech.
He tapped a cigarette upon Die
counter and lit it. Fairfax, whose
glass tmd just been refilled by the
bartender, was still ghastly pale,
shaking with nervousness and
breathing hoarsely. Francis, tense
and alert to his chair, watched the
speaker, but said nothing.
“You see," Sir Timothy continued,
addressing himself to the four
young men at the bar, “I happen <to
have two special aversions in life.
One is sweet champagne and the
other amateur detectives—their
stories, their methods and every
thing about them. I chanced to sit
upstairs in the restaurant, within
hearing of Mr. Ledsam and his
friend Mr. Wilmore, the novelist,
the other night, and I heard Mr.
Ledsam, very much to my chagrin,
announce his intention of abandon
ing a career in which he has, if he
will allow me to say so,"—with a
courteous bow to Francis—“at
tained considerable distinction, to
indulge in the moth-eaten, flamboy
ant melodramatic antics of the
lesser Sherlock Holmes. I fear that
I could not resist the opportunity
of joking with him about his new
avocation. »»
“Really 1 I’m no clairvoyant, El
inor said, snatching away her hand.
“Better tell me straight out what
you’d pick for me—that will show
if you understand me the least
bit."
“Here goes. A husband—six
fedt tall—and named D-Davld,” the
suitor cried desperately. In re
st*™ nor * ' )e#t hahy
—
“But where’d I find him? You’re
the only David 1 know—and un
less you marry Nancy Tilly, your
mother and the aunts will have art
fits.”
thali 1 aJmUTto tfhtodS^Di
vld gald stoutly, again possessing
“Sfif woJtU^y sever* long
Chalks 1" Elinor Hung at him.
“They set np an Allen as toe good
for a Ware. Tell 'em from me
straight out, lt*« the other way
Every one was listening intently,
Including Shop!and. who had just
drifted into the room and subsided
into a chair near Francis.
14 1 moved my place, therefore. »»
Sir Timothy continued, "and I whis
pered in Mr. Ledsam's ear some
rodomontade to- the effect that If
he were planning to be the giant
crime-detector of the world. I was
by ambition the archorimlnal—or
words to that effect. And to give
emphasis to my words, SI wound up
by prophesying « crime In the im
mediate vicinity of the place with
in a few hours.”
“A sqmewhat significant proph
ecy, under the circumstances,”
Francis remarked, reaching out for
a dish of salted almonds and draw
ing them towards him.
Sir Timothy shrugged his shoul
ders deprecatingly.
“I will confess,” be admitted,
"that I had not in my mind an af
fair of! «*ch dimensions. My hacm
less remark, however, has pro
duced Cataclysmic effects. The
conversation to which I refer took
place on the night of -young Bid
lake’s murder, and Mr. Ledsam,
with mv somewhat, I confess, bom
bastic words to his memory, has
pitched upon me as the bloodthirsty
murderer."
“Hold on for a moment, sir,” Pe
ter Jacks begged, wiping the
perspiration from his forehead.
“We’ve got to have another drink
quick. Poor old Bobby here looks
knocked all of a heap, and I’m kind
of jumping myself. Yen'll join ns.
sir?”
“I thank you," was the courte
ous reply. “I do not as a rule in
dulge cocktail, to the extent but I ef more than
one will recognize
the present as an exceptional case.
To continue, then,” be went on,
after the glasses had bees filled, “I
have, during the last few weeks,
experienced the ceaseless and lynx
eyed watch of Mr. Ledsam and pre
sumably his myrmidons. I do not
know whether you are all acquaint
ed with my name. but In case yon
are not, let me introduce myself.
I am Sir Timothy Brast, chairman,
as I dare say you know, of the
United Transvaal Gold Mines,
chairman, also, of two of the prin
cipal hospitals in London, vice
president of the Society for the
Prevention of Cruelty to Animals,
a patron of sport In many forpia, a
traveler in many countries, and a
recipient of the honor* of knight
hood from his majesty, in recogni
tion of my services for various
philanthropic works. These facts,
however, have avblled me nothing
now that the bungling amateur in
vestigator Into crime has pointed
the finger of suspicion toward me.
My servants and neighbors have
alike been plagued to death with
cunning questions as to my life
and habits. I have been watched
in the streets and watched in my
noroness amusements, ary simple
life has been peered into from every
perspective and direction. In
short, I am suspect Mr. Ledsam’s
terrifying statement m few minutes
ago was directed toward me and
me only."
There were murmurs of sympa
d»y from the four young men, who
each in his own fashion appeared
to derive consolation from Sir
Timothy’s frank and somewhat
caustic statement. Francis, who
had listened unmoved to this flow
of words, glanced towards the door
behind which dark figures seemed
to be looming.
‘That is all yon have to say, Sir
Timothy?" he asked politely.
“For the present yes,” was the
guarded reply. “I trust that I have
succeeded to setting these young
gentlemen’s minds at ease."
“.There to one of 4hem.” Francis
(Tq bi continued)
'Quitman, Ga., Oct. 80.—Imme
diate steps for the removal of
Mrs. Bertha Card, head nurse in
the infirmary of the Soldiers’
home at Atlanta, and the ap
pointment of a committee, author
ized to exercise every effort to
right conditions, declared deplor
able in resolutions, were author
ized in committee appointments
yesterday afternoon at the thir
tieth annual convention of the
Georgia division, Daughters of the
Confederacy.
A resolution calling for the re
moval of Captain W. E. McAUis
ter superintendent, was voted
•
down.
Committees will bring the mat
ters to the attention of the boarrd
0 f trustees of the institution and
’"sisi .. .. on immediate . ... aciton. ..
Mrs. Perdue Sptaks.
171 an ^passioned address, Mrs.
John A. Perdue, member of the
ho * rd of trustees of the home ’
who made the report of the home,
pleadea ,^ d Wltn ith th tnc a8gemb aasemDly i v to 10 take WKe
immediate steps in order -that
“never again shall the sick and
, subjected the
dying be to care
\ e8S attention of a sleeping and
sometimes drunken negro convict, -*
she ur(?ed that the body see
.
that the heroes of the old south
“die between clean sheets with
‘iHoney—no matter .. what . , the 4 .
name Is, nobody In the world Isn’t
qulte good enough for you.” Da
vld answered humbly. are—fellowl “But there
may desehviPyou be—yes, there
who less than I do If
ever one such took you away from
me_well, I’d have to kill him_
that’s fiat."
A prophetic speech, maybe—for
Inside a month the unexpected hap
pened—to the concrete form of Joe
Lachlln, nephew and next heir to
the richest citizen of Broome conn
ty. personable young fellow,
good to look at, open handed, open
hearted, but not quite at his ease.
He came, saw, was conquered by
Elinor—which was quite the usual
thing. The unusual thing was she
fell for him, nearly as hard. They
had a whirlwind courtship—Inside
six weeks the wedding was lmml
nent, frocks all made, cakes baked
ready for the leing—and Madame
Allen and her sisters, the Miss
Grimballs, easy in their minds
to David—for the first time since
he began shaving. In spite of Joy
in his delveranee they were a little
sorry for him. He surely did take
it hard—this losing of Elinor. Yet
that did net make him unjust to
his victorious rival—he went so far
ns to say to Elinor: “It’s mighty
poor comfort—but all I’ve got—
that It took a better man to beat
me.” Which hurt her much worse
than’ any scorn or railing, could
have done—Indeed, when David
was out of hearing she sobbed as
though her heart would break.
Time ambling withal brought the
day before the wedding. In the
dawn of It the brftlggeoeai expect
ant burst In upon Dmrid, lifeless
and sullen of aspect, saying dully:
“David—unless you’ll help me, I’m
bound to kill myself. Here’S the
whole story. I came here, the
craziest fool ever—all because of
-
throats cooled , , , by water that J is
theirs for the asking.
Deplorable Conditions,
Mrs. Perdue dealt with condi
tl0ns .. whlch she termed . . as deplor- , ,
able in this infirmary, saying that
the .... s,ck and , , helpless . . were often
left to the mercy of convicts, who
are detailed to service at the
home,
Practically the entire afternoon
session was devoted to thrashing
out the exact method of procedure
the division will employ in seek
s
ing to better treatment being
given helpless heroes, who once
wore a uniform and fought for a
cause revered by the whole south
land.
Women Cry.
Tears rolled down the cheeks of
the women who pleaded that re
lief be sought from conditions in
excusable even in a convict camp.
Not only was sorrow, grief and
horror registered from the im
mense gathering present, but ac
tion, instant and vigorous, was de
manded. " ' V.;
'
a girl The only girl—you under
stand.Never can be another—not
slurring Elinor. But—we had quae
reled—she sent back my ring
next thing I knew she was flash
ing another fellow’s—and he giv
ing me the laugh up and down the
country. Goto’ to marry Lucy—
that was her name—right out of
hand—and take’ her to Europe,
maybe all around the world. She
had money, you see—as much as
I’ll ever have—and he made out he
didn’t give a thought to anything
but her. Of course he lied—he
was sharper, and a thief. He
got round her mother, and
wheedled away ail her Liberty
bonds, with a tale of making ’em
pay her double interest—and then
he persuaded the poor lady to let
him have 'Lucy’s share, too—so he
could double It for his weddin’ pres
ent to his bride. If only I’d stood
by, that wouldn’t ever happened, no
matter what else did—but I acted
the coward, and gave him ht«
chance. Reckon you can guess
how he used It—ran away with all
the money—‘to nobody knows
wnere. And OLucy wrote—the let
ter came last night—I can’t talk
about ft—only this—she hasn't got
hardly a dollar left—and she don’t
want anything In the world—but
sight of a big lummox—named
me.”
David eat spellbound, staring
hard through the recital. Be
whistled his keenest at the end.
stopping suddenly to say: "1
see.” went on mleerahly: "All
I see ts—hangin’s too good for me
—messto’ up things this way for
two of the finest glide livin’. Now
yon ttell me what to do. Shall I
keep on with Miss Elinor?—”
“Not by a jugful” David broke!
in stormlly. “Don't yen see what
an insult you'd offer her marryln'
her, when you love another girt?"
“You'll do no such thing," David
said sternly. “We’ll go together
to see Elinor—and tell her every
thing.”
When Elinor knew everything,
she laughed heartily, saying as she
held out a hand to each. “This 1*
surely providential—there’ll be a
wedding just the same—only David
will be my bridegroom—and the
right man in the right place. • •
Carried unanimously by a vote
of the three happiest young peo
ple alive.
(Cowrlflit)
Combining a stove, ice box,
drawers, tables and shelves, a
newly invented kitchen cabinet
shuts up like a chiffonier.
? Certainly
In
ly every Mi »y
ler,” an onl to «
Is Invariably I out to
tremely stupid ft told
lowing is a typical «*a as
by Wblt Cunllffe:
Two tacklera, dressed In their
Sunday best, met to the street, and>
one remarked to the other:
44 •Why, Bill, how nice yonr suit
looks. You only had It new the
same time as mine and look how
mine has gone out of shape.*
” 'Well,’ remarked BUI, •yon
should do the same as I do; get one
of them coat hangers.’
“His friend’s face hrlghtened and
he departed full of glee. They met
again some time later.
"•Well,’ said Bill, ‘did you get
that coat hanger I told you about T
*4 • Yes,’ replied the other, 'but the
blooming thtng made my shoulder!
soreJI , M
The Wonderful Baby
"Now, then, ladles and gents."
shouted the rosy-faced showman,
“walk up an* see the most won
derful baby on earth 1 The charge
for admission Is only sixpence.
Walk up! Walk up!” 1
A good muny people responded to
the Invitation, and when the place
was Mil the showman bronghi for
ward a very ordinary baby Indeed
In all respects.
“What Is there wonderful about
it?” asked one of the disgusted au
dience of the showman. Tve seen
thousands of babies like it”
H Well," said the showman, get
ting near an aperture In the booth,
“all I can say Is that Its mother
says It’s the most wonderful baby
on earth, an’ If she doesn’t know
who does? You’ll have to take the
lady’s word for it 1" he yelled as he
dodged an empty bottle and disap
peared from view.—London Tit-Bits.
k* _ . . _
Cleveland on the Cow
■" Grover Cleveland's composition
on the cow, written when he was a
small boy to school, follows:
“The cow is very useful if It
were not for the cow w* could not
have no milk to put to our coffee
and tea.
•l Every part of the cow Is use
ful; the skin Is tanned Into leather
and boots are made of It The flesh
Is good for food and Is called beef;
their horns are made Into buttons.
Of milk butter and cheese Is made.
There Is a glutinous substance by
the hoof which is made into glue—
Indeed if it were not for the cow,
we should have! to do without many
things which are considered neces
sities of life.”—-Kansas City Times.
Ancient Candlestick
Unique In appearance Is an iron
candlestick mvned by a Los Angeles
girl. This was given her ances
tors by Henry II of France. It was
used in the doughty monarch's hunt
ing lodge, and is made of sturdy
iron spirals set upon a round base
on three bent legs. The candle fits
down in the spiral, and there Is an
Ingenious Iron knob or handle
which, when twisted, raises the di
minishing candle a spiral at a time,
so that the light may be kept even
as the wax melts down.
Back hurt £ou? Can’t straight
en up without sudden pain, sharp
aches or twinges? Now listen.
That’s lumbago, sciatica, or may
be from a strain, and you’ll get
relief the moment you rub your
back with soothing, penetrating
St. Jacobs Oil. Nothing else
takes out soreness, lameness and
stiffness to quickly. You simply
rub it on your back and out comes
the pain. It is harmless and
doesn’t burn the skin.
Limber np. Don't suffer. Get
a small trial bottle of old, hon
est St. Jacobs Oil from any drug
store, and after using it just
once you’ll forget that you ever
had a backache, lumbago or sci
atica, because your back will never
hurt, or cause any more misery.
It never disappoints, and has
been recommended for 60 years.
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Brilliant Luncheon.
The social side of Wednesday
was a brilliant luncheon tendered
by the local chapter of the D. A.
R., at the Country club and an
elaborate reception which occu
pied the evening.
Spanish moss and palmetto gave
a tropical air to the interior and
the D. A. R. emblem added to
the effectiveness of the scene.
At luncheon in the evening this
was replaced by the U. D. C. col
ors and flags.
HERO 01 TRENTON
BLAST WILL GET
HONORS IN DEATH
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Posthumous honors are expect
ed to be given to Ensign Henry
Clay Drexley, one of the heroes
of the recent explosion aboard thd
U. S. S. Trenton. He dragged
three men from the literal fur
nace the explosion made of
gun -mount, then gave his life Ir
endeavoting to ssrve a fourth.
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Sold by druggists for over 40
F. 3. Cheney Sc Co., Toledo,
WHY W f
Every man, woman and
child in Griffin and the
State of Georgia knows
that Sparks Circus (win- is a
Georgia institution
ter home at Macon, Ga.).
Every of the Georgian is proud, and
phenominal vast growth this
success of
their own Georgia dreps,
so—
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this season.
PRICES:
Children under 12, 35c
Adults 75c
Seats on sale Circus Day—same
Seats on sale Circus day at
Ward’s Drug Store—same price as
at show grounds.
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