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asked, "My daughter and i -Will
be, alone.
“I should be delighted,” Francis
replied promptly. “I ought to tell
you, perhaps, that I have called
three times upon your daughter,
but to find have her not at been home.” fortunate enough’
Sir Timothy was politely apolo
getic.
“I fear that my daughter is a
little inclined to be morbid,” he con "
fessed. i Society „ is good for her.
I will undertake that you are a
welcome guest.
"At what time do I come and
how shall I find your house?” Fran
cis inquired.
"You motor down, I suppose? • I
Sir Timothy observed. “Good! In
Hatch End anyone will direct, you.
We dine at eight. You had bet
ter come down as soon as you have
finished your day’s work. Bring
a suitcase and spend the night.
“I shall be delighted,” Francis re
plied.
<> Do not,” Sir Timothy contin
ue, “court disappointment by
overanticipation. You have with
out doubt heard of my little gath
erings at Hatch End. They are
viewed, I am told,' with grave sus
picion, t t alike by the moralists
the city of
and, I fear, the police. I
am not inviting you to one of those
gatherings. They are for people
with other tastes. My daughter
and I have been spending a few
days alone in the little bungalow
by the side of my larger house.
That is where you will find us—the
Sanctuary, we call it.
“Some day," Francis ventured, “I
shall hope to be asked to one’ of
your more notorious gatherings. For
the present occasion I much prefer
the entertainment you offer.”
“Then we are both content,” Sir
Timothy '—------- said, smiling. Au re
voir!” 77
Francis walked across Green
park, along the Mall, down Horse
Gunrds Parade, along the Embank
ment to his rooms on the fringe of
the Temple. Here he found his
clerk awaiting his arrival in some
disturbance of spirit.
“There Is a young gentleman
here to see you, sir,” he announced.
“Mr. Reginald Wilmore his name
is, I think.”
it Wilmore? Francis repented.
» “What have you done with him?
"He is in your room, sir. He
seems very impatient. He has
been out two or three times to
know how long I thought you would
be.
Francis passed down the stone
passage and entered his room, a
large, shady apartment at the back
of the building. To his surprise
It was empty. He was on the point
of calling to his clerk when he saw
that the writing paper on his desk
had been disturbed. He went over
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He Went Over and Read .a Few
Lineo Written in a Boy’s Hasty
Writing.
and read a few lines written m a
boy’s hasty writing:
o Dear Mr. Ledsam:
“I am in a very strange predica
ment and I have come to ask your
advice. You know my brother
Andrew well, and you may remem
ber playing tennis with me last
year. I am compelled— < ■
At that point the letter termi
nated abruptly. There was a blot
and a smudge. The pen lay where
it seemed to have rolled—on the
floor. The Ink was not yet dry.
Francis called to his clerk.
41 Angrave," he said, "Mr. Wil
more Is not here.”
The clerk looked around in ob
vious surprise.
“It Isn’t live minutes since he
came out to my office!" he ex
claimed. “I heard him go back aft
erward. M
Francis shrugged h 1 s shoulders.
“Perhaps he decided not to waW
a»d you didn’t hear him go by. • •
Angrave shook his head.
“I do not see how he could have
left the place without my bearing
him, sir," he declared. “The door
of m.v office has been open all the
time, and I sit opposite It. Be
sides, on these stone floors one can
hear anyone so distinctly,”
“Then what, ' ' Francis asked.
“has become of him?"
The clerk shook his head.
“I haven’t any Idea, •• he con
fessed.
Francis plunged into his work
and forgot an asout the matter.
He was reminded of it, however, at
luncheon time, when on entering
the dining room of the club, he
saw Andrew Wilmore seated alone
at one of the small tables near the
wall. He went over to him at
once.
<« Hullo, Andrew,” he greeted him,
“what are you doing here by your
self?”
“Bit hipped, old fellow,” was the
depressed reply. “Sit down, will
you?”
Francis sat down and ordered
his lunch.
“By-the-bye,” he said, “I had
rather a mysterious visit this
morning from your brother Reg
gle.
Wilmore stared at him for a mo
ment, half in relief, half in amaze
ment.
(< Good God, Francis, you don’t say
so!” he exclaimed. “How was he?
What did he want? Tell me about
it at once? We’ve been worried to
death about the boy.
“Well, as a matter of fact, I
didn’t see him," Francis explained.
He arrived before I reached my
rooms—as th^re—waited you know, I don’t live
some time, began to
write this note,”—drawing the
sheet of paper from his pocket—
and when I got there had disap
peared without leaving a message
or anything.”
Wilmore adjusted his piuce nez
with trembling fing rs. Then he
read the few lines i i rough.
“Francis,” he said, when he had
finished them, “do you know that
this is the first word we’ve heard
of him for three days?”
“Great heavens!” Francis ex -
claimed. “He was living with his
mother, wasn’t he?”
“Down at Kensington, but he
hasn’t been there since Monday,”
Andrew replied, H His mother is
in a terrible state. And now this,
I don’t understand it at all.”
“Was the boy hard up?"
“Not more than most young fel
lows are,” was the puzzled reply.
“His allowance was due in a few
days, too. He had money in the
bank, I feel sure, He was saving
for a motor oar.”
“Haven’t I seen, him once or
twice at re 8 tasrants lately?” Fran
cis inquired. “Soto’s, for instance?
“Very likely, his brother as
sented. Why not? He’s fond of
dancing, and we none of us ever
encouraged him to be a stay-at
home.”
“Any particular girl he was In
terested In? i
“Not that we know of. Like
most young fellows of his age, he
was rather keen on young women
with some connection with the
stage, but I don’t believe there wag
anyone in particular. Reggie was
too fond of games to waste much
time that way. He’s at the gym
nasium three evenings a week.”
“I wish I’d been at the office a
few minutes earlier this morning,"
Francis observed. “I tell you
what, Andrew. I have sm/e pals
; down at Scotland Yard, and I’ll go
down and see them this afternoon.
They’d want a photograph, and
to ask a few questions, I dare say,
but I shouldn’t talk about the mat
ter too much.
. i You’re very kind, Francis,” his
friend replied, “but it isn’t so easy
to sit tight, I was going to the
police inyself this afternoon.” ,
“Take my advice and leave It to
me,” Francis begged. “I have a
particular pal down at Scotland
Yard who I know will be interest
ed. and I want him to take up the
case.”
“You haven’t any theory, I sup
pose?" Wilmore asked, a little wist
fully.
Francis shook his head.
“Not the ghost of one," he admit
ted. The reason I am advising
you to keep as quiet as possible,
though, is just this. If you create
a lot of Interest in a disappearance,
you have to satisfy the public cu
riosity when the mystery is solved.
“I see,” Wilmore murmured. “All
the same, I can’t imagine Reggie
getting mixed- up. in anything dis
creditable.”
“Neither can I, from what I re
member of the boy, Francis
agreed. “Let me see. what was lie
doing In the city?"
“He was with Jameson & Seatt,
stock brokers," Wilmore replied.
“He was only learning the busi
ness, and he had no responsibilities.
Curiously enough, though, when I
went to see Mr. Jameson he point
ed out one dr two little matters
that Reggie had attended to, which
looked as though he were clearing
up, somehow or other.”
4 * He left no message there, I sup
pose?”
“Not a nine or a word. He gave,
tiie porter five shillings, though, on
the afternoon who ’has he disappeared—a
man done some odd jobs
for him."
“Well, a voluntary disappearance
Is better than an Involuntary one,”
Francis remarked, • * What was his
usual program when he left the
office?"
“He either went to Queen’s and
played racquets, or he went straight
to his gymnasium In Holborn. I
telephoned to Queen’s. lie didn’t
call there on the Wednesday night,
anyhow.”
“Where’s the gymnasium?”
“At 147-A Holborn. A lot of city
young men go there lute in the eve
rting, but Reggie got off earlier than
most of them and used to have the
place pretty much to himself. I
think that's why he stuck to It.”
Francis made a note of the
address.
“I’ll get Shopland to step down
there some time,” he said. “Oy
.
hatter still, finish your lunch and
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we'll taxe a taxi there ourselves,
rm going to the country later on,
but I’ve half an hour to spare. We
can go without our coffee and be
there U» ten minutes."
“A great Idea,” Wilmore acqui
esced. "It’s probably the last place
becoming surly as soon as he
learned the reason of their visit,
and showed them the door In an
abrupt manner.
At six o’clock that evening Fran
cis turned his two-seater Into a
winding drive bordered with rho
dodendrons, and pulled up before
the porch of a charming two-storied
bungalow, covered with crGGpcrs,
and with French windows opening
from every room on to the lawns.
A man-servant who had heard the
approach of the car was already
standing in the porch, Sir Tlm
othy, In white flannels and a pan
ama hat, strolled across the lawn
to greet his approaching guest.
“Excellently timed, my young
friend,” he said. “You will have
time for your first cocktail before
you change, My daughter you
know, of course. Lady Cynthia
Milton I think you also know.”
Francis shook hands with the
two girls who were lying under the
cedar tree. Margaret Hilditch
seemed to him more wonderful than
ever in her white serge boating
clothes. Lady Cynthia, who had ap
parently just arrived from some
function in town, was still wear
ing muslin and a large hat.
"*1 am always afraid that Mr.
Ledsam will have forgotten me,”
she observed, as she gave him her
hand. “The last time I met vou
was at the Old Bailey, when you
had been cheating the gallows of
a very respectable wife murderer
Poynlngs, I think his name was. ■
“I remember it perfectly,” Fran
cis assented. "We danced together
that night, I remember, at your
aunt's, Mrs. Malcolm’s, and you
were Intensely curious to know how
Poynlngs had spent his evening. l
“Lady Cynthia’s reminder is per
haps a little unfortunate,” Sir Tim
othy observed. “Mr. Ledsam is no
longer the last hope of the enter
prising criminal, He has turned
over a new leaf. To secure the
services of his silver tongue, you
have to lay at his feet no longer
the bags of gold from your ill
gotten gains, but the white flower
of the blameless life.”
it This Is all in the worst possible
taste,” Margaret Hilditch declared,
ir, her cold, expressionless tone.
“You might consider my feelings.”
Lady Cynthia only laughed.
“My dear .Margaret,” she said, "if
I tho ug ht t hat vou had any, I
should , never believe that __
father’s you were
your daughter, Here's to
them, anyway. she added, accept
ing the cocktail from the tray which
the butler had just brought out.
"Mr. I.cdsam. are you going to at
tach yourself to me, or has Mar
garet annexed .vou?”
"I have offered myself to Mrs
Hilditch," Francis rejoined prompt
ly. ‘•rat so far I have made no im
pression."
“Try her with a punt and a con
certina after dinner," Ladv Cvnthls
suggested. “After all. I came flows
here to better my acquaintance
with my host. You flirted with me
disgracefully when I was a debu
tante, and have never taken any
notice of me since. I hate infidelity
In a man. Sir Timothy, I shall de
vote myself to you. Can you play
a concertina?"
“Where the higher forms of
music are concerned," he replied,
11 I have no technical ability. I
should prefer to sit at your feet.”
“While I punt, I suppose?”
“There are backwaters,’’ he sug
gested.
Lady Cynthia sipped her cock
tail appreciatively.
“I wonder how it Is,” she ob
served, "that in these days, al
though we have become callous to
everything eise in life, cocktails
and flirtations still attract us. You
shall take me to a backwater after
dinner, Sir Timothy. I shall wear
my silver-gray and take an arm
ful of those black cushions from
the drawing room. In that half
light there is no telling what suc
cess I may not achieve.”
Sir Timothy sighed.
I* Alas!” he said, “before dinner is
over you will probably have
changed your mind. ♦»
Perhaps so,” she admitted, “but
you must remember that Mr. Led
sam is my only alternative, and I
am not at all sure that he ltkes
me. I am not sufficiently Victorian
for his tastes.
The dressing-bell rang. Sir
Timothy passed his arm through
Francis’.
“The sentimental side of my do
main,” he said, "the others may
show you. My rose garden across
the stream has been very much ad
mired. ~T am now going® to give
you a glimpse, of the Walled House,
an edifice the possession of which
has made me more or less famous.”
He led the way through a little
shrubbery, across a further strip
of garden and through a door in
a high wall, which he opened with
a key attached to his watch chain.
They were in an open park now,
studded with magnificent trees, in
the further corner of which stood
an imposing mansion, with a great
domed room in the center, and
broad stone terraces, one of which
l«d down to the river. The house
itself was an amazingly blended
mixture of old and new, with great
wings supported by pillars thrown
out on either side. It seemed to
have been built without regard to
any definite period of architecture,
and yet t» have nttalned a certain
coherency—a far-reaeliing struc
ture, with long lines of outbuild
ings. In the park itself were a
score or more of horses, and in the
distance beyond a” long line of
loose boxes with open doors. Even
as they stood there, a gray sorrel
mare had trotted up to their side
and laid her head against Sir Tim
othy’s shoulder. He caressed her
surreptitiously, affecting not to no
tice the approach of other animals
from all quarters.
“Let me introduce you ,.to the
Walled House,” Its owner, observed,
44 so called, I Imagine, because this
wall, which is a great deal older
than you or I, completely encloses
the estate. Of course, you remem
ber the old .house, the Walled Pal
ace^ they called it? It belonged for
(To be continued)
Our Daily Story
Was Afraid 01 Stage
Fright sas®!
By JANE OSBORN
Robert Terry sometimes felt that
his position was Intolerable. Judith
Blackstone had told him frankly
that she loved him when he asked
her to marry him. That was last
May—and Then she had dashed off
with her sister-in-law, Daphne, to
their summer home on the side of
Dale mountain, to be gone for
months, telling him definitely that
there must be no exchange of let
ters between them.
“If we were engaged in the regu
lar way we’d be good for nothing
else all summer’hut writing ever
lasting dally letters and worrying
when letters didn’t come on time,"
Judith had said. “So don’t write
and then when you have your vaca
tion the first of September you may
come up to Dale mountain and we
can talk of a definite engagement
then.”
At the beginning of the warm
weather It had been definitely
agreed that Robert should have no
vacation until September, but by
the close of July he found himself
In such a state of anxiety, because
of his inability to hear from Judith,
that he decided that, come what
might, he would take a week off
from his work and go to her.
About all that Robert Terry knew
of Judith’s arrangements on Dale
mountain was that she and her
widowed sister-in-law lived together
in a cabin some quarter mile off
from the club lodge where they and
the other members of the club had
their meals together.
Robert Terry dispatched a let
ter, of the briefest sort, to tell
Judith that he was coming. Judith
promptly telegraphed hack:*“Don't
come now. Much preoccupied. Will
write."
The vesult of this telegram was
that Robert Terry took the first
train he could catch that carried
him. in the direction of Dale moun
tain. He was ready to fight the
most formidable of rivals on the
strength of the vivid recollection
of Judith’s simple, “Terry, I love
you.”
Twelve hours later Terry found
himself In the nearest railroad sta
' Hun ten miles from the Dale
moun
tain lodge. He arranged with the
local garage man to motor him up
the mountain road to the club en
campment. It was nearing eight
o’clock when Terry finally found
his way to the Blackstone cottage.
He stepped across the wide veranda
to find the place obviously deserted
for the time being.
Robert Terry felt his courage
mounting. Judith had said that
she loved him. She had Intimated
that she would marry him. They
were virtually ’ engaged. Then,
argued Terry going to the front
door and trying the knob, since
Judith had no brothers she lived
alone with a widowed sister-in-law,
he wak her rightful male protec
tor. The door knob gave as he
turned it vigorously. If she was
“preoccupied” it was his business
to find out why. Thus concluding
Robert Terry let himself Into the
cabin. He struck a match, found
a candle on a rustic table and light
ed it. He saw the outlines of the
room—quite large and furnished in
keeping with the rough-timbered In
terior. This room was In order but
as Robert observed the adjoining
room he was struck by the disorder
of It.
The trunks, drawn away from the
wall, were wide open, the trunk
trays placed on the floor with
dainty clothes, slippers, parasols,
1 and bats strewn about. Quite clear
ly some one was making 'prepara
tions for hasty departure. He rec
ognized h rose-colored frock of
Judith’s. On a table was a tray
containing a half-eaten sandwich
and beside it—the sight of It sick
ened him—a large and mischievous
looking revolver. Examining mors
closely he saw bits of torn paper
about the floor, and an overturned
chair. Obviously there had been
some sort of struggle.
Cautiously Robert approached the
revolver, was about to see whether It
was loaded or discharged, when be
heard footsteps «n the veranda,
the turning of the knob and then
light steps In the next room. Fol
lowed a cry of fright—It was Ju
dith’s voice. Robert breathed a
prayer of thanksgiving. At least
she was still .breathing. “Daphne,’’
she called, "there’s a light. Some
one has been here. »*
Robert Terry did what he con
sidered the most considerate thing
that he could under the circum
stances. He coughed, gently hut
distinctly. Then- he strode forward
wliere the two women could see
him.
“I know you didn't whnt me to
come,” he said falclng Judith and,
as he did so, feeling the full In
tensity of his love for her. .“I came
anyway. I hope It Isn’t too late—”
‘But what’s up?” asked Robert,
waving an agitated hand In the di
rection of the open trnnk, the scat
tered clothes and the revolver.”
Judith put two arms out and
actually embraced Robert Terry,
laughing as she did so. “You dear
lamb, you,” she said. “We’re giving
u play. I’m In It and It's going to
be here tomorrow. We had a re
hearsal here tonight and the stage
was set for the last act. It’s a
thriller I can tell you. And I didn’t
want you to come until the next
day because I was afraid I’d get
stage fright If you saw me act. I’m
the maid. I could have beeB lead
ing lady. Bob dear, only the leading
lady had to kiss the leading man.
and—” here Judith pressed a neat
little kiss on the lips of the aston
ished Robert Terry—“I wouldn’t
think of kissing anyone but my
.fiance.”
< Copyright.)
A CHANCE.
“Now honestly, Betty, didn’t
John propose last night? ft
Why, yes-s. But how Bid you
ever guess it?
44 I noticed that you didn’t have
that worried look this morning.
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TO CONSTITUTION
TO BE VOTED ON
In order that the people of this
section may familiarize them
selves with the different constitu
tional amendments to be voted
on at the election Tuesday, The
News prints them below:
Constitutional Amendments.
For or against amendment to
the constitution creating Peach
county.
For or against ratification of
amendment to Paragraph 3, sec
tion 4, Article 3 of the constitution
of the state of Georgia, providing
for the meeting of the general
assembly biennially.
For or against amendment al
lowing the city of Brunswick to
increase its bonded indebtedness
for the purpose of acquiring port
terminals.
*
For or against amendment of
constitution to encourage manu
facturing and industrial enter
prises in Georgia by exempting
from city, incorporated, towns and
county taxes for a period of time
not exceeding five years.
For or against amendment to
constitution authorizing the gener
al assembly to consolidate the of
fices of tax receiver and tax col
lector and fix their compensation.
For or against amendment to
Section 1 of article 11 of consti
tution providing for consolidation
of city and county governments in
counties having therein a city with
a population of 52,900 or over.
For or against amendment to
article 7, section 7, paragraph 1
of the constitution, authorizing the
creation of the coastal highway
district as a body corporate and
politic, to be composed of the
Counties of Chatham, Bryan, Lib
erty, MclntoBh Glynn and Camden,
and to authorize the issuance of
bonds by said district for paving
purposes. ----—
For ot against ratification of
amendment to article 7, section 7,
paragraph 1 of the constitution
authorizing the mayor and aider
men of the city of Savannah to
increase the bonded debt of the
mayor and aldermen of the city of
Savannah for the construction of
public owned terminal facilities at
Savannah.
it
Milan, Ga., Nov. 3.—Hardy
Selph, young farmer, was fatally
shot on the streets here early yes
terday, and D. L. Carpenter, town
marshal, has been accused of “wil
ful murder” in the verdict of a
coroner’s jury, which was impan
eled immediately following the
shooting.
Carpenter was ordered held by
the coroner.
When Selph’s body was picked
up it was found that there was a
pistol in his pocket.
Wilful Murder. »
A coroner ’3 jury investigating
the case held that it was “wilful
murder” and ordered Carpenter to
be held on that charge.
He was taken in custody by
Sheriff J. D. Williams, of Telfair
county and tonight is in jail in
McRae.
Old Feud.
The trouble is said to have been
of long duration, although it
reached a climax last night when
Carpenter arrested Selph in con
nection with an alleged whisky
transaction.
Selph is said to have made some
threatening remarks at the time.
He gave bond and reappeared on
the streets this morning.
Nothing Said.
According to the information
brought out at the coroner’s in
quest not a word passed between
the men when they met this morn
ing near the Milan railway pas
senger station.
Carpenter is said to have whip
ped out a pistol and opened fire
atj-close range.
Selph was 35 years old, married
and the father of two children.
There is an old German super
stition that wild birds’ eggs are ill
omens if brought into a house.
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Largest Rock- #* - v ; •
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Under Construction in
Dix River Dam, Ky., Nov. 3.—
By January, the largest rock-filled
dam in the world and the highest
dam in the United States, as it is
claimed, will have been completed
here.
For months a small army has
been blasting and building until
now the bar across this stream,
called "the River of Mystery” by
the Indiana, is taking shape.
The estimated cost of the giant
structure is $7,000,00.
Stupendous Proposition.
It is the most stupendous indus
trial proposition that has ever
been contemplated in Kentucky,
and, when it is completed, there
will be a concrete-faced pyramid
700 feet wide at the base and 25
feet at the Crown, 270 feet high
and 910 feet long. _ V ;®~
One billion six hundred thousand
cubic feet are required for the big
dam, and 2,000,000 feet of lumber
were used in temporary construc
tion work.
Inland Lake 63 Miles Long.
When the structure is finished,
there will be an inland lake from
the backwater 36 miles long and
400 square miles will be covered
with the water, the land for this
small sea having long ago been
TWO WAYCROSS BOYS
RESCUE MATE FROM
PATH OF A TRAIN
Waycross, Nov. 3. Two 12
year-old Waycross boys today are
being hailed, as heroes following
an unusual act of bravery in res
cuing a companion who had fallen
in the path of a fast approaching
train. ——............ .............I_1
The three boys were playing on
a trestle Saturday on the tracks
near here, when a train was sight
ed. The trio started to run when
Elmore Price fell through the ties,
breaking his leg.
Seeing their companion helpless,
both boys ran back onto the
trestle, Woodrow Cribb raised
injured youth and carried him
the edge of the trestle. At
point the train was so close
them that Cribb became frightened
and dropped Price. .
Seeing the b°Y lying on the
tracks, with his head resting on
the rail and the train almost upon
him, Mose Cottingham, the third
boy in the party, rushed back
the trestle and pulled young
to safety just as the train
ered past.
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very reasonable and not costly
comparison to your life. Why
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purchased.
Many homes and much
.
land will be submerged, am
city of Danville will have to
new waterworks, as the old i
voirs will be submerged bj
lake. m
Sixty Cars Used.
Seven miles of railroad trac
nine locomotives and 60 cars ha*
been used in the construction woi
alone for this great plant, whii
is three and a half miles from.
High Bridge, over the Kentucky
river, traversed by the Southern
railway, and known n:< the highest
bridge over a navigable stream in
America.
30,000 Horsepower.
The dam will furnish 30,0041
horsepower through four giant
turbines which will be in a power
:
house below the dam, the power
coming from a conduit drilled
through solid rock at the base of
a gigantic cliff. ,LS
A spillway for overflow has beiS|
blasted from a cliff top, tapering
from 800 feet to 250 feet in width.
I The lines on the steel towers will
, convey power as far as Southern
Indiana and Western Virginia.
Egyptian ivory often cri
temperate zones. ■
WHY W ■
child Every man, woman a
in Griffin and i
State of Georgia kne
that Sparks Circus is
Georgia institution (w
ter home at Macon, Gi
Every Georgian proud ,
is
of the vast growth and
phenominal success of this
their own Georgia circus,
so—
WHY WAIT?
WORLD'S TENTH
MASTERPIECE
v. ’Jl
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l
W f THIS SEASON \ \
A AUGMENTED By \
Supreme THE EARTHS FINEST
Achievement DISPLAY OF 1
in AMUSEMENT clean TRAINED
TWO WILD
PERFORMANCES
DAILY ^7 m . ..
At 2 aiui 8 P.M. mm t
THE
GRAND STREET PARADE 10.30
FREE #*/»/*
0/7 SHINE
DOUBLE IN SIZE
and will be the
Only “CLASS A”
Circus coming: to Grjffin
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
at show grounds.
GRIFFIN I
Friday
Nov.