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December 10. 1924.
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slleht and gloomy, fo find them
having tea» He declined Ellen’s
brief, civil offer with equal brevity
and cold civility. He answered his
father’s questions, delivered dryly,
with patient monosyllables, and fol
lowed his wife upstairs to make
himself presentable for the In
formal dinner.
In their room, Ellen nervously
broached the subject of Lizzie. He
was surprised- hut his comments
amazed her with their. , mildness,
nnd he brought a pang ofstrange,
unfamiliar pleasure to her heart
by his final summary:
I think you did right. Joe’s not
the first man who has made a fool
of himself, but they may hit it off,
after all. She’s just as apt to make
him a good wife as that empty
headed little Harriet. 1 respect him
for doing it.”
Ellen, sitting at her dressing
table, felt a wave of happiness, al
most weakening in its Intensity,
pass over her. To have him ap
prove her again—to have the ice
of the past months show the least
break—
He was pitting by the fire. Now,
glancing at him through her mir
ror, she saw him drop his head
Into his hands.
“Money!” she heard him say
moodily. “What good would It do
him? What good has it done any
of us? I wish to God we had never
come here! I wish to God we had
stayed in Paris!
* • • *
Why did they go downstairs ear
lier than usual that night? Ellen
never could remember. She remem
bered that they had not dressed,
and that at about six o’clock she
was following Gibbs down the wide,
open stairway, when his father
came across the lower hall toward
them. The old man held the eve
ning paper that Gibbs had brought
from the city, In his hand. Ellen,
on the landing, stopped short
aghast at the dark, angry suffusion
of blood In his face.
"Look here Just a minute, will
you, Gibbs?" bis father said In a
shaking voice. His effort to con
trol it gave it almost the effect of
a shriek. Gibbs ran down the last
stairs,-and Joined him at once, bend
ing over the paper as his father
brought It to his attention. Ellen,
standing where she was, and look
ing down upon them, felt herself
beginning to tremble.
Gibbs read the indicated lines
and faced his father. He seemed
to tower over the old man.
Well, what about it?" he asked
at length, after a frightful silence.
The two were measuring each other
like wrestlers, Gibbs' eye6 hard and
angry, his father’s look the soul
of all that was suspicious and re
vengeful.
Ellen did not hear the old man’s
answer, which came'in a quick, fu
rious undertone, nor ftvhat he said
again, after Gibbs had made an
ugly response. Theit faces were
close together, and they looked
straight into each other’s eyes as
they spoke. The sound of their
tense, harsh voices, in this beau
tiful hall of so many perfect si
lences, seemed to Ellen full of sud
den terror and menace.
* • You’re telling a deliberate
falsehood 1” lie heard the old man
snarl, and something was added to
which Gibbs answered, in a meas
ured, grating voice: “You shall not
say that. By G—d, no man shall
say that to me!”
And suddenly the dignified cus
tom of the years dropped from
both, and they were like two hairy
denizens of some primeval forest
ready tp spring and rend. The
storm had come so suddenly, and
from so clear a sky, that Ellen had
,had no time to run for help, no
time to think. She stood where
she was. one hand gripping the
carved dark wood of the rail, the
other pressed against her heart.
“Oh, don’t 1” she whispered, un
heard. “Oh, what Is It?
She caught the words .
you hound . . . i you liar! Be
traying your own father . . .
lying your way out of It like a com
mon . . . 1” and then everything
was unintelligible again until (Ebbs,
hoarse with passion, shouted sud
denly :
"I’ll stop you. by G—d! I’ll kill
you before III listen to you 1 . . .
I’ll stop you . . .1”
44 Oh, no, Gibbs!” she half-sobbed,
from the landing, seeing the threat
ening gesture. In the same instant
the old man groped blindly for
an ivory scimitar that lay on the
hail table, a beautiful thing sup
posedly a book-knife, but measur
ing some two feet In length and
very heavy.
Then suddenly it was all over.
Silence fell In the hall, nnd cut
ting through It Ellen heard the
gasp of a maid. Torrens and some
of the girls had come running in.
Gibbs, with an ugly, Rneerlng
smile on his lips, stumbled back,
clearing with his hand a flowing
skin-wound In his forehead. His
face, under the trickling red. was
ghastly. The old man, steadying
himself with one hand on the table,
stood panting and staring wildly at
.him.
«• By G—d, you ought to be killed
. . . my mother's name . . .
' a fight like this t Gibbs spoke
thickly, his breast heaving, If
any other man man had said that
"You get ouI of my house I” the
®ld man wh«-per»-r r„ a quivering
whisper. "Get out of my house—
do you hear?’’
"I’ll get out of your house!" his
son answered bitterly. As he strode
toward the big closet the maids
mnrmnred and drew hack from
him. “I’ll get out and I’ll take my
wife and child tomorrow!” he said
surlily.
*» Gibbs, dear!” Ellen had run
down the stairs, and was cling
ing to his arm. “Gibbs, dear. It’s
your father! Don’t speak so!"
He took her hand from his arm,
but not roughly, and for a moment
looked at her vaguely. He had
taken an overcoat from the closet,
and had his cap In his hand.
"Gibbs, you'll come he back!" she
begged urgently as turned to
ward the door. "When you’re cool
er, Gibbs—yon mustn’t quarrel with
your father—"
She saw that In the whirl of his
passion he could not hear her, or
could not understand her. But at
the door he seemed suddenly t« no
tice Torrens, and he turned back.
“Here’s your chauffeur,” he said,
bltlngly, to his father. “Why don’t
you ask him where your wife was
that night? Why don’t you ask
him whether he left her in Great
Neck, or whether she took a train
for the city? You remember the
night of the storm, Torrens; where
did you leave Mrs. Josselyn that
night?"
"I took her to Mrs. Pepper’s
house In Great Neck, sir,” the man
said, eager and uneasy. “Before
we laid the car up, we went there,
sir.”
Gibbs gave one last look at his
father, shrugged his shoulders, and
was gone. The noise of the slam
ming heavy door died away, and
there was silence. The maids stood
grouped together at the dining
room door, their eyes terrified.
Josselyn, Senior, was still keeping
one fine old band on the table for
support, his eyes fixed unseelngly
upon a spot on the floor a few feet
away, his head hanging.
Ellen was the first to move. She
gave the maids a quick look that
dismissed them, and went to put
her arm about the old man’s shoul
ders.
“Come Into the study,” she com
manded him, as If he' had been
Tommy. She was trembling her
self and her heart was beating vi
olently. This burst of primitive
fury, this rending of ail the care
ful structure of years, had left her
shaken and shocked. “Smiles and
politeness and explanations for
years," thought Ellen, "and then
suddenly—this!
The old man sank Into a chair
by the fire and leaned weakly
bpek with closed eyes. For a while
they were silent: Ellen, watching
her father-in-law anxiously, saw
that he was breathing more evenly,
and gradually regaining his self
control.
“I' struck him, Ellen—I struck
him!" he said suddenly, resting his
head in his hands, and his elbows
on his knhes. He looked old, and
strangely broken. “I slaw it in that
accursed pqper,” he went on, “that
Lindsay Pepper and his mother had
gotten back yesterday from visit
ing the sister in Montreal. And it
all came over me in a flash—I
thought he and Lillian had made
the lie up between them.”,
“But you remember that Tor
rens, that very morning in the
studio, said that he had Just come
In from Great Neck,” she said
soothlngly.
“I’d forgotten It!” he answered,
stricken.
"I know how Gibbs feels about
Lillian,” Ellen said gravely, in a
low tone. “But Gibbs wouldn’t
do that! Oh. no, he wouldn’t!"
she added half to herself. And
as he gave her a miserable look,
everything that was sane and moth
erly in her came to the surface.
■ Now, let’s not worry about it,” she
said cheerfully. “Gibbs was too
angry to be reasonable, but 1 begged
him to come back, and I know that
as soon as he’s worn off some of
his temper, he will. Then you can
explain it to him: it Isn’t,” Ellen
added innocently, “it isn’t as if he
hadn’t rather lost ,hls head over
Lillian, you know, he has some
thing to blame himself for there I”
"You’ve known it ail along,”
Josselyn, Senior, commented
thoughtfully, with a shrewd look.
Oh, yes, I’ve seen It.”
"And how much does he care
about her. do you think?”
Ellen flushed, nnd managed a
smile, before answering bravely:
“Oh, she fascinated him, I
think, from the first. I don’t
know— Her voice dropped
wearily. "He’ll come back, and
he’ll be sorry for this quarrel,”she
added, after a silence. “And you’ll
forgive him, wont you?’
I struck him. the old man re
peated somberly I don’t know
how I ever came to do a thing like
that, les—yes, he added, sadly.
“We must make shonhfTtave it up—my boy and
I. I Bever brought you
both here—a ragn is dull about such
things. Well! We’ll make it up;
and you and he shall start fresh
somewhere—”
"Dinner, Mrs. Josselyn, said
Florence in the doorway, rather
timidly, breaking a few minutes of
silence In the study.
"I think I'll not dine—” the old
man began quickly. But Ellen went
to him with a smile.
"Indeed you’ll dine I” she de-
creed. “Anil Ftmvncff. go see if
Tommy’s had his dinner. If he has
not. tell Lizzie I said he might dine
with ns. Ton'll feel very differ
ent," she said to her father-in-law,
as they went toward the dining
room, “when you’ve had some hot
soup, and perhaps Gibbs will come
back in time for some coffee 1"
After dinner she and Tommy
went with Josselyn, Senior, into
the study, and even after Tommy
was in bed Ellen ran down again
for a few friendly words of good
night She pleaded a headache as
an excuse for going upstairs almost
Immediately after the little boy, but
as a matter of fact, it was excite
ment rather than distress that made
Ellen long for the quiet of her own
Are tonight.
When Lizzie had gone to bed,
Ellen sat on. thinking. Lizzie came
In. to stand beside the fireplace, and
talk to her. half-shamed, half-shy.
but yet with a certain great happi
ness in her face. And as Ellen
drew from her the story of the
sordid home, the drink and dirt and
laziness, the unwelcome babies, the
lack of courage, self-control, kind
ness', of everything that make life
worth while, she marveled at the
world that could accept Lillian, and
cast Lizzie out as a sinner.
She had a book, but she could
not read It. Thoughts of the long
day would interpose themselves be
tween her Rnd the page. She re
membered the quarrel, herself inno
cently following Gibbs downstairs,
and being arrested on the landing
by the frightening, rough voices.
How strange they had sounded, how
hideously alarming this unexplained
and sudden animosity!
“Now we will go away,” Ellen
thought in deer- satisfaction. For
even though Gibbs became recon
ciled to his father, he would no
longer live in the “Vililno deli’
Orto." He would take Ellen and
Tommy to some little apartment—
a sunny kitchen—and the old hi
larious breakfasts—
Ten _ „ o . clock. , . Ellen .... roused . _ ... her
self from a golden dream, and be
gan to prepare for bed. She
stepped into the next room for a
good-night look at Tommy Liz
zie, lu the narrow bed beside his
short, square bed, was asleep, too,
her relaxed little sensitive face
wearing a smile as childish as
Tommy s own. Before she got
into her own bed, Ellen put out her
lights, and stood at the window,
looking out at the dark, cold night.
It was sharply clear, the stars
shining coldly. Against the bare
shrubs at an angle of the house
she could see the dull green light
that filtered from the bottle-end
windows of the study, and far
across the hills there was another
light, the country club, where Gibbs
perhaps had dined. Ellen left a
shaded light fqr him; before the
clock struck eleven she was sound
asleep.
Yet she was too tired and ex
cited to sleep deeply, and it seemed
to her that she had been waking
and tossing a long time when a
slight but definite sound awakened
her, and she sat up in bed. The
light was still burning and the fire
had been coaxed Into fresh life.
It was about two o’clock. Gibbs,
still dressed, was sitting staring at
the coals.
“Gibbs!" she said bewildered.
He got up. and as he came to
the side of the bed she saw that
his h«ir ll'K.VI til 111 <ii»
order, aud bis face was Strangel)
pale. The cut o:i his forehead
looked ugly nnd swollen, and hi*
manner was agitated nnd stern.
"Look here. Ellen," lie said
quickly. “We get out of here to
morrow morning, do you under
stand? I’m done with this house.
I’ll not stay here an unnecessary
hour, do you see?”
“Why, certainly, dear. I’lf go any
where—whatever you say!” she
said soothingly. For a, few min
utes he stood looking at her gloom
ily, then his face softened.
“You’re a good little thing, El
len!" he said gruffly. The quick
(ears sprang to her eyes as he
turned away; she saw him through
the glittering haze of them. He
did not speak again, as he un
dressed, and Ellen, leaving fill talk
on reconciliation and all planning
until morning, and with a lighter
heart than she had had for many
weeks, fell asleep again.
CHAPTER XI
’C'LLEN Ah awakened to find Gibbs
swiftly packing. His manner
discouraged any attempt she might
have made to soften him; far bet
ter to give him his way while this
unfamiliar and terrifying mood
lasted. She went into the nursery
and found Lizzie packing, too. She
and Tommy had had breakfast, and
the child was wild with excitement,
They were going to dad's studio,
and Marie was going to cook for
them, and they were going to get
an apartment somewhere near,
Ellen, dressed, went back to Gibbs.
"Aren*t - y<nr grttng to eat any
breakfast, dear? M
“No. thank you I”
“Gibbs—but you’ll say goodby to
yonr father?"
He made no answer, strapping
shirts into the lid of his suitcase,
""What train do we take, Gibbs?’”
“I’ll start in the roadster Just ns
soon as you’re ready. We take
Tommy, and Lizzie can follow by
train.
“I’ll wait—and have breakfast
with you. in the studio,” Ellen said.
opening her own bureau drawers,
and thoughtfully selecting linen,
"I ask you—as a favor—to go
down and get something to eat!’'
he answered sharply.
Instantly she obeyed. Bnt pass
| n g him, she laid her hand plead
| ] ng ,i v on his arm, nnd he put his
• arro8 about ber
.
| “Don’t be cross with me, Gibbs!
| . j« m 80 iorrv _»
“Cross with you 1” he echoed
ttently. “Who conld be cross with
you , No , but rm nervou8> E llen
T won . t be hnppy untll wp
_
away i j u8 t help me out, all you
can _*•
•4 I will!” she answered. And
heart sang as she went downstairs.
In an hour she and Tommy
Gibbs would be In the car,
ing away from this unnatural
rposphere. Gibbs would not
reconciled now. hut after a
quiet days he would forget his
ent anger, she knew. And
would say goodh.v to her
law. *• ’ he patient
1 (TO BE CONTINUED.)
DAILY NEWS
Ou r Daily Story j
Home-Making Her
Art; Her Joy
By MARTHA WILLIAMS
The Oracle spoke: “If you know
what’s good for you, you'll stay
right here. What would folks say—
a young thing like you runntn’ off to
work for a man she’s never seen
nor even heard of till last week!"
• i A plenty—and more besides,"
June flung back desperately. “I’m
a babe of course—twenty-five next
birthday. And I am not afraid of
work, nor of men—nor even of the
devil—if I don't ask him in—"
“He don’t wait on askin'," the
Oracle blurted. June shrugged im
patiently. “I’m goln’,’’ she said
grimly. “I won't stay here, starv
in’ on n hundred a year—and work
ing harder than any other girl in
town to pay my kind friends for
whnt I don’t get.”
She flung away high-headed. The
Oracle looked after her with pursed
lips, a shaken head. Her mind's
eye saw June's finish—the gutter,
the river, the morgue, when the
monster who was enticing her to de
struction had tired of her. She
was going thus to ft man who had
advertised for “A woman with a
gift of home-making, in a secluded
country house.” Her heart was in
home-making—It was her art, her
joy. melted Into daylight she
Dawn as
quitted the train. The way station
lay silent betwixt woods and pas
tures. Then with a snort of the
engine the long train whirled away,
revealing beyond the tracks a car
that had seen better days, with a
woman, plump, placid, gray-haired
at the wheel. “You look like the
answer to prayer” side. she said, mo
tioning June to her “I won’t
tell you why—better let you see for
yourse if. There’s time for you to
wasb uPt a bit, and eat break
fast before Esme wake* loro Poor
gou ,, Sleep wa8 ha rd for —he
was g0 aM | 0U8 over your coming."
Esme came to the table, clean
kemp t, pathetic beyond words, in a
wbee i chair, propelled by his double
—tanned and rugged ns he was
bleached and wasted. Twin broth
erg (be Trents were no closer in
b lood than in heart and spirit,
“Helpless—and the doctors say
there is no hope of betterment, yet
h e may live to be old.” Hardin
Trent said as they went out upon
the porch. "He love* beauty in
everything. You must give it to
him. I see in your eyes that you
can _ Cousin Emma, dear, good soul,
has the best heart, and the worst
taste in the world."
So, Indeed, It proved. Six months
later the solid old red brick house
was transformed within and trans
figured without. Her Joy was noth
ing beside Esroe’s; he gained in
spirit. In color, a little in ease and
strength. He spent hours In the
grounds, watching the flowers grow
and blow, the new shrubs make root
and stem, tbe vines clamber lustily
over the new trellises, the turf
thicken as summer strengthened.
He could himself tbe
walks, but Hardin was dose bjr half
the time. June also haunted him—
it was so piteous to see him brighten
at sight of her, and smile when she
gave him a gay word. "You help
him—more even than nonshlne.”
Hardin said to her, his tone faintly
wistful. “And I simply can never
thank you enough—yon don’t know,
but be is as he is because of me.
Dragged me away from a falling
tree. His foot hung—It caught him.
Death would have been ten times
easier than living to see him so. He
was the llthest, merriest, happiest
creature, so winning dogs followed
him, women were wax in his hands.
We were always dose friends—now
we are all in all to each other—and
will be to the end of time."
Time ambling withal brought
frost to nip the turf, the flowers,
snow to maptle them into more
subtle beauty, brought also warmth,
and flreshine and merry talk about
the hearth, or happy silences be
neath the reading lamp, me
gained steadily, but very slowly.
One month he could pick his guitar,
6lnglng to It in a fine tenor, inaudi
ble across the room; the next he
raised himself unaided by holding
to the arms of his chair—after New
Years he actually stood upright for
five seconds, Hardin supporting one
arm, June the other. -Sinking down,
his face illumined, he drew their
hands together and held them upon
his breast. There they felt his dieart
pounding at racing speed, with now
aud then the veriest ghost of a
skip. He smiled up at them, saying
clearly. “Mustn’t try that again—
for your sakes. It would end every
thing quickly. You’d grieve for me
I know. Tell me truly, will you let
me live on as I am, and watch your
happiness?’ ?
“What happiness?” Hardin asked
huskily. June turned her head.
Esme again Joined their hands and
lifted them to his Ups before an
swering: “The right human happi
ness of roan and wife. You love
each other—I have seen that a long
time—but 1 have stood between you.
No, no—” as they would have pro
tested. “1 was Jealous—madly so!
It seemed to me you bad no right
to take—what is forever denied me.
I dreamed even of getting well—of
daring you to rival me with—June.
The dream is ended—take you each
other, with my blessing. Do it
quickly—before I go.”
The last words whispered, Hardin
and June stood apart, looking lov
ingly at this man nnd brother. “Kiss
me, both. 1 must sleep,” he said.
And so fetl into the sleep that
knows no waking. iCdfy
y right.)
MOORE INFANT BURIED.
Funeral services for Remie, Jr.,
infant son of Mr. and Mrs, R. J.
Moore, who died at the family
residence in Covington Monday
morning, were held Tuesday af
ternoon. Besides his parents, he
is survived by his grandparents,
Mr. and Mrs. Alex Morris, of this
city.
The world uses 600,000,000 pins
a week.
LIFTED FROM Ml
Atlanta, Dec. 10.—Georgia is
now entirely free of quarantine
restrictions on account of the cat
tle tick, according to a report of.
Dr. A. R. Ramsay, in charge of
tick eradication for the bureau
of animal industry, of the United
States department of agriculture,
just received in Atlanta. The or
der releasing the last Georgia
counties from tick quarantine
went into effect Tuesday.
Addition of Georgia makes five
states which are now free from
tick infestation, the report stated,
the other four being Tennessee,
Kentucky, Missouri and Califor
nia.
BLIND MAN SHOOTS
INTRUDER IN HOME;
FELT HIS PRESENCE
Savannah, Dec. 10.—Eugene
Dixon is in a hospital here today
with a hole htrough his right
lung and in a precarious condition
from a shot fired by Sam Hun
ter, who is totally blind.
Hunter declared he heard some
body in the house, felt for his
gun, got up and started into
a hall, and there “felt” the pres
ence of somebody and fired.
After the noise and the scuffle,
Dixon was found on the ground
outside the building.
R. M. HULL ELECTED
MAYOR OF SAVANNAH
Savannah, Dec. 10.—In the mu
nicipal election here yesterday
Robert M. Hull was elected may
or for two years, defeating A. W.
Morehouse by 2,337 votes.
SHERIFF’S SALE.
GEORGIA, Spalding county.
There will be sold before the
court house door of Spalding
county, the usual place of hold
ing court in and for said county,
within the legal hours of sale on
the sixth day of January, 1925,
the same being the first Tuesday
in January, and from day to day
until said property is disposed of,
the following described property:
A one-half (1-2) undivided in
terest in all that tract or par
cel of land known a§ lot No. 247,
containing two hundred two and
one-half (202 1-2) acres of land,
more or less.
Also that part of lot of land
No. 248 lying north of the Towa
lage River, all located in the third
district of originally Henry, now
Spalding county, Georgia, and
containing in the aggregate two
hundred fifty-two and one-half
(252 1-2) acres of land, more or
leSs, bounded as follows: north
by Henry county line and John
Allen; east by estate of T. J.
Brooks; south by R. B. Clifford;
west by Henry Jones.
Said above described property
levied on as the property of Mar
cellus Woodward by virtue of a
superior court fi. fa. in favor of
Mrs. R. F. Strickland vs. Mar
cellus Woodward, issued from the
superior court of Spalding coun
ty, Ga.
Property pointed out by plain
tiff’s attorney and tenant in
session notified.
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to number you among our
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DRY RAIDER
INDICTED ON CHARGE
OF MURDER INTENT
Metropolis, 111., Dec. 10.—S
Young, Wliliamson county
raider, has been indicted by
Pope county grand jury on a
of assault with intent to
The bill charged .Young,
Constable John Frothingham,
Harold Steyer and Clarence Halen
with stringing John Towns, a
farmer, up in a tree with threats
to lynch him if he did not reveal
the location of a still supposed
to have been operated by George
Gregory and his son, who later
were killed in a pistol fight with
Young and Steyer.
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gal hours of sale on the first
Tuesday in January, to-wit: On
January 6, 1925, and from day to
day until said property is sold, all
the following described property,
to-wit:
A11 that tract or parcel of land
situate, lying and being in Mt.
Zion district of Spalding county,
Georgia containing sixty-four
acres, and bounded as follows:
south by lands of Walter Touch
stone; west by lands of L. P.
Blanton; and north and east by
lands of Mrs. Willis F. Bolton.
AIbo seventy (70) acres of land
situate, lying and being in Line
Georgia, and bounded as follows:
east by lands of Snow Hand;
south by Mrs. Frant Putman;
east by lands of A1 Putman; and
north by Judge Putman. Also
one house and lot situated in the
City of Griffin, Spalding county,
Georgia, fronting eighty-five (85)
feet, more or less, on the south
side of east Solomon street, and
running back seventy-five (75)
feet, and bounded as follows:
north by Solomon street; south
and west by warehouse property
of L. P. Blanton; and south and
east by property of H. P. Eady.
Also a certain lot of land locat
ed in the city of Griffin, Spald
ing county, Georgia, and being
part of the warehouse property of
L. P. Blanton, and better describ
ed as follows: beginning eighty
five feet from the corner of South
Sixth street and Bank Alley, and
running east along said Bank Al
ley and on the north side of same
ninety-four (94) feet, thence
north sixty-four (64) feet and
five (5) inches, thence west nine
ty-four feet; thence south sixty
four feet and five inches to the
beginning point, said described
property also including the back
end of what is known as the
Blanton lumber yards, said prop
erty bounded north by other prop
erty of said L. P. Blanton, on
the east by a balance of said lot,
on the south by Bank Alley, and
on the west by another portion of
the warehouse property.
Said property levied upon as
the property of L. P. Blanton to
satisfy a judgment issued from
the superior court of said coun
ty of said county in favor of the
Griffin Banking Company vs. L.
P. Blanton, and a judgment fi.
fa. in favor of the Griffin Bank
ing company vs. L. P. Blanton
and G. G. Blanton issued from the
superior court of Spalding coun
ty, Georgia.
Property pointed out by plain
tiff’s attorney, and tenant in pos
session notified.
W. T. FREEMAN,
Sheriff.
Funeral Directory 1
E. D. FLETCHER
Funeral Director and
Embalmer
with
Griffin Mercantile Co.
Office Phone 474 Res. Phone 481
HAISTEN BROS.
FUNERAL DIRECTORS
AND EMBALMERS
Griffin and Senoia, Ga.
Office Phone 576. Res. Phone
Frank S. Pittman
Modern Funeral Home.
112 W. Taylor St
Office Phone 822 Res. Pnoae
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WANT AD . v
COLUMN : &
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FOR RENT: Our nice la:
room to couple of mm.
C. Mitchell, 321 South Ninth.
FOR RENT: Store building, 134
West Taylor Street. Apply Mrs.
L. C, Manley. 4
FOR RENT: Two apartments,
■
and down stairs; down stair* ‘
up
apartment partly furnished, ad
dress X, care of News A Sun.
HOUSE for rent, possession on
or before January 1, call 81 of
35. 0
FOR SALE—Underwood type
writer, practically new. Cell 231
W.
BOYS’ Pants, never
Worth $2.50, at $1,49. StmraH’a,
118 West Broad.
FOR SALE-House and lot lo
cated on 305 North Twelfth sir eat
See J. P. Barton at Spalding Knit
ting Mills. —
WANTED: Cow peas, 0-ioo-t*»
and Laredo Beans. H. V. Keil
Company.
IMPORTANT: Wanted, all sub
scribers to Atlanta Constitutions
call Blue Goose Cafe, phone 914,
when your paper faSs to come
promptly. —
WANTED: Experienced ladies
to work in store, apply at once t*
F. L. Reese 10 cent store.
WANTED to rent: Two unfi
nished rooms close in. Call 607-J.
CHILDREN’S socks, Griffi*
made, 5c pair. Stewart^ 114
West Broad.
WANTED: Clean cotton cloth*
or rags, Must be clean and
clear of buttons. Tracr-JoftllSMl
Co.
Attention Old Santa: Guinea
for sale. Phone 843, Mrs. S.
Bartles.
LANGFORD TAXI SERVICE—
day and night.
U. S. ARMY blankatPi. QM.
Stewart’s, 118 West Broad.
f]LODGE - =T
DIRECTORY —ZJ I
V
WARREN LODGE
No. 20, 1. O. O. F., meets ,
Monday night at 7:10 at Wi
Lodge Hall. Visiting brothers
dially invited. AtSinson. JR. A. Peel, &
tary; W. T. N. G.
MERIDIAN SUN LODGE
No. 26, F. & A. U. Regular
ing Tuesday, December 10. 7 8
Election If.; of officers. C. H.
W. BUI Wells, Secretary.
w. o. w.
Meets every Thursday, 7:36 p. a
Sovereigns, your will camp needs von
presence. You find your Uler
all times at Slaton-Powell Cloth
ing Co, Visiting sovereigns wel
come. Come. L. J. Sauley, C. C.;
C. C. Stanley, Clerk.
BEN BARROW LODGE
No. 687, F. A A. M. Regular
meetings first and third Thursday
nights in each month. Visiting
brothers invited. L. B. Guest, W.
M.; Clifford Grubbs.
PYTHAGORAS CHAPTER
No. 10, R. A. M. Regular meal
ing second and fourth Thursday*.
7: p. m. Visitors welcome, w*.
T. Atkinson, H. P.; Bill Wells.
Secretary.
v. Railroad Schedule )
CENTRAL OP GEORGIA RT.
Arrival and Dpearture of Paas
ger Train* At Griffin, Ga.
The arbedulev in fmhMshtd
information and are not guar
anteed:
North South
2:29 pm Atlanta-Bav’h 11:03
4:30 am Atlaata-Sav’n 9:04
6:49 am Chgo-Ciu-Jax 10:27
7:17 am Chgo-St L.-J** 7:67 pm
8.57 am Atlanta-Macon 6:24pm
12:26 pm Attaata-Maeon 2:17
6:30 pm Atlanta-Alb’ny 12:38 am
6:20 am Chkago-Jax 8:50
Chattanooga
From
2:36 pm Chattanooga 9:46
8:16 Cedartoown 6:26 pm
SOUTHERN RAILWAY /
Atlanta Poiata—
6:63 pm East—West lOdMkpm
10:02 am Cl-bus-Ft. V*y 6:63
8TATE AND COUNTY
t TAXES ARE DUB
Books close December 20. In
terest and cost charged after D*.
T. R. NUTT, Tax Collected