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December 10. 1924. P ,\ WIFE a h KathleenNorris I il 4, Illustrations by ilY Irwin i t • •« # V * h 7/r / Si .qj>y vigkt by •a U 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. W. T. FREEMAN, t U arB f v?!?/ We arc always ready to ad vise you concerning your car troubles and we are willing to listen to any ad vice which you may think will better our sefvice for the many car owners in this community. Just drop in some time and let's get ac quainted. We are anxious to number you among our many friends. STALLING’S GARAGE N. Eighth St. Griffin, Ga. == 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. A Good Thine - DON’T MISS IT Send your name and address plain ly wis written, slip) together Chamberlain with 5 cents Medicine (and to Co., Des Moines, Iowa, and receive in return a trial package containing CHAMBERLAIN’S COUGH REM EDY for conghs, colds, croup, bron chial, "flu" and whooping conghs, and tickling throat; CHAMBER LAIN’S TABLETS forstomac trou bios, indigestion, gassy pains that crowd the heart, biliousness and con stipation; also CHAMBERLAIN’S SALVE, needed in every family for burns, affections; scalds, wounds, valued piles family and skin these medi cines for only 6 cents. Don’t miss It. For Sale by JOHNSON DRUG CO SHERIFF’S SALE. GEORGIA—Spalding county. There will be sold before the court house door of Spalding county, Georgia, between the le 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 rr WANT AD . v COLUMN : & - ....... ... ....................................— . ............................... ■" « 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