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Thursday, December 11, 1924.
JOSSELYN’S €
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'CaMvvsht Ah^T ICotltleerv Jierrie -
' Gibbs, "lie ate her fruit, and drank |
a cup of coffee, shaking her head
as Florence came ta with an ome
lette.
“Nothing more. Florence. Has
Mr. Jossely* _ . _ had , his breakfast
,
yet?”
“No, Mrs. Josselyn. He is in
the study,’I think. At least Motile
said she saw the light there when
she started the breakfast fire, be
fore sunrise."
ii So early?” Ellen got up. “He
■must have had a bad night,” she
added. “Hasn’t he rung for any
coffee?”
■ No, Mrs. Josselyn. You know he
doesn’t like the girls to Interrupt
him there, so Katie didn’t go in—
I I know he doesn’t,” Ellen
smiled. “But' he doesn’t mind me!”
And turning over in her mind the
, exact phrases with which the
i meant to bid him goodby, she went
to the study.
Sunlight was coming in through
the bottle?green windows now, but
>tbe lights were lighted, and gave
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'She Went to His Side and Touched
His Arm. Then She Knew That
He Was Dead.
a garish look to the place. Cold
ashes had drifted to the hearth.
The air was stale and dull. Ellen
felt her breath taken away with a
swift impulse of fear. Her father
-ln-law was sitting hy the fireplace
in his favorite chair. He did not
turn as she came in. and she
spoke to him, using the name he
liked, from her:
"Dad? Dad—Aren’t you well?”
Her voice died into silence. She
•went to his side, and touched his
arm. Then She knew that he was
dead.
He’s fainted, that's ail ! She
said aloud, But her own voice
frightened her and -she stood there
for a few minutes, rooted to the
*pot with horror and shock, staring
at the fallen gray head and the still
hands. Then she backed slowly from
the room, and ran wildly back to
the dining room.
“Florence—Mr. Josselyn is very
til—he’s—telephone for Doctor Glit
ter, will you? And telephone Mr.
Latlirop—I’m going up to get Mr.
Gihbs—"
My G—d. Mrs. Josselyn
oughtn’t we to get him to bed?”
• Florence, a sensible, gray-halred
woman of fifty, had her artn about
Ellen now. and was holding a glass
of lee-water to her lips.
“No—no use!” Ellen whispered,
staring at her. “He’s dead, Flor
ence !”
"It's his heart.” Florence said.
pale herself. Ellen ran on her way
upstairs.
“Gibbs,” she said, at his side.
— " y o ur -fat he r ........■ w e -fBtnitHilTO''ltt‘lrtt
chair—he's —I think he’s dead—
Gibb*—-* " ——
Good G—d!” he said violently.
He pushed her aside as he ran to
the door. Ellen stood still for a
moment In the center of the room.
Then she called Lizzie.
“Lizzie,” she said quivering, “a
terrible thing has happened. Mr.
Josseiyn's father has dropped dead.
I wont yon to keep Tommy in the
nursery all morning. We'll have
the doctor here—other people—and
I don’t want him to know. He can
play on his porch— ■
“Depend on me, Mrs. Josselyn,”
Lizzie said quietly. “Welj^tlie poor
old man, God rest hlmf£P y
“It was the quarrel—It was the
quarrel—and Gibbs will never for
give himself!” Ellen said to herself,
as she went slowly downstairs
again.
The whole house was In con
fusion now. Gibbs and Torrens were
bending over the dreadful figure In
the chair by the study fire, Flor
ence hovered near them, Keno and
one or two of the other mnlds were
grouped fearfully near the door.
As Ellen came In Torrens
straightened himself, and looked at
Gibbs.
"That wasn’t heart failure. Mr.
Josselyn.” he said quietly. “He’s
shot himself right through the heart
•—look here. sir. • •
I One of the girls gave a hysterical
scream, afld Ellen cried etff : "OTT,
no—oh, no, vthy should he d*
that?”
But her eyes, and the eyes of
everyone else in the room, went
swiftly to Gibbs; the son whose blt
ler quarrel with him had broken the
Old man’s heart.
“Get these girls ont of the room.
Ellen,” Gibbs said briefly. “And
have them fix my father’s bed,
Florence; we’re going to get him
upstairs. He turned sharply to
Torrens. What did yen say?*
« I say that I don’t think w* had
better touch him. sir,” the man
answered. “We'll have the coroner
here, sir, and he’ll want to And
things like they are—'”
"I guess you’re right,” Gibbs said,
after a pause, staring at him dully.
“I guess you’re right. We’ll have
to have the coroner—who is the
coroner, and where is he, do you
know?”
Mineola,” quavered one of the
maids.
"Yes. that’s right,” Torrens, ap
proved.
“I can telephone for him, sir,”
Florence offered.
“I suppose you had better,” Gibbs
said. “And telephone for Mr. Leth
rop. at Sands Point”
“We did telephone George," El
len told htm quickly; “he is on his
wav.”
i ■ Do you know Where to tele
phone Mrs. .Tosselyn?” Florence
asked, respectfully.
Ellen and Gibbs looked at each
other. It was the first time they
bad thought of Lillian.
“Yes, telephone her at Mrs. Point
dexter’s—” Ellen said hesitatingly.
"Perhaps I had better do that. Had
Torrens better go for her? It isn’t
very far. HI telephone and tell
Mrs. Pointdexter to prepare her
somehow.
Immediately activities of all sorts
commenced. Torrens went off on his
errand, Florence went to the tele
phone, and the maids scattered.
Gibbs seemed dazed: Ellen kept
herself In his neighborhood. Flor
ence came back from the telephone
for advice; the coroner bad asked
If the’y had seen the revolver with
'Which Mr. Josselyn hncLkilled him
se if. air. —
Gibbs roused himself. Ellen saw
him brace himself to go into the
room of horror again. She went
with him. Presently Gibbs himself
went to tell the waiting coroner, at
the telephone, that they did not
seem able to find the weapon.
What did he say?” Ellen asked
him. »
“Said he was coming over;” Gihbs
answered With weary Indifference,
Presently George came In, breath
Ing cold air. pulling off his thick
gloves, and full of sympathetic dis
tress. With him came Joe. Silent,
full of sympathy. Ellen felt them
both towers of strength. In an in
credibly Short time other men ar
rived, old Doctor Cutter, and CoF
rigan, the coroner, a stout,
ful-looking man, the sheriff and his
ileputies. The lower hall. Ellen
noticed, was tracked with the mud
of boots. It was all like a dream,
George came to her. where she
sat forlornly in the hall, and told
her to go upstairs.
Have a fire, he said kindly.
“and let Tommy come in and play,
Try not to let the thing scare
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Does Lillian know. Ellen
Lillian is on _ , her way , here;
fj" ”, N °T,J° 011 Tr P, ,5ear This
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wifi onlyd-lstress , yon. „
Ellen i f * e - ve / 5 - She and Tommy
^ ® *? ar ed her adventures fire, and of
"Sinbad the Sailor, Lizzie pjrt t&e
room in ordec. and unpacked al» the
clothes that Gihbs had so swiftly
packed a few hours, ago.
After awhile Keno came in to ask
her to come to Lillian’s room, and
Ellen found Lillian there, with the
sympathetic Mrs. Pointdexter in at
tendance. Lillian was l ying,by the
roueum , wane she
g*.. ^
and hurst Into tears. After a mo
ment she regained her composure,
hut while tlie oilier women mur
mured together, she did not speak.
Now and then she touched her eyes
with a folded handkerchief.
“I don’t think Llllian’ll live
through It,” Mrs. Pointdexter said
presently, with watering eyes.
“Yes, I will—yes. I will,” Lil
lian said bravely. “Because I know
that is what lie would want tne to
do!”
Ellen escaped ns soon as she de
cently could.
About ten o’clock George came to
her room, and carefully closed the
door behind him.
“This matter begins to look rath
er serious, Ellen,’’ he said, his face
very grave.
“You can’t find the pistol?” she
asked, quickly.
“Oh, yes, we found It—It was In
the wastebasket—on the other side
the room. CorrigHn says that he
couldn’t have possibly—” He
paused. “They’ve sent for Dan
Ryan.”
<< Ryan?” Ellen asked, puzzled.
>« Tlie district attorney,” George
said quietly.
“Then that’s—” she began, with
whitening lips. Her voice stopped.
“That’s murder,” George Latlirop
finished. “Anyway, these fellows
say so. Thev - may be wrong: I
gotrift to be something of a strain—
7 Thcy ‘ d bPt!er DOt be ,n
the *?oTon house -
Washington *unt ki
promised, trying, to eoltbrt her
8CDBCB
"That's right And pull yourself
together, Ellen.”
He patted her shoulder affection
ately and left the room. Ellen
turned to the. window and stood
there a moment struggling to con
trol her nerres. There was a tight
ening sensation In her throat, her
lips were dry, and her bands lee
cold. As she stared out across the
bare garden and clipped hedges a
motorcar wheeled Into the pebbled
drive and stopped at the door. Tour
men stepped from the automobile.
'Instinctively Mien knew thnt among
them was the district attorney.
, She turned giddy a moment, her
senses swimming. this.”
I mustn’t give wny like
She told herself sharply, sinking In
to a chair and making a desperate
attempt to aompase herself.
Half an hour later, when George
Lathrop knocked again at her door,
She was still Sitting there,
“Is Lizzie here?” he asked. “Ryan
has come. He wants to talk to her.
I told him about the boy and your
wish to get him away. He under
stands and is quite willing. He’ll
get Lizzie's deposition and then she
may go.”
Ellen rose bravely and went to
ward the nursery.
■41 This 1 b all a formality, ’Ave’ll my dear,”
George said kindly. have to
have all the maids in, Torrens and
the rest. The coroner must have a
verdict, you know. We won’t keep
'Lizzie long. And, Ellen, Ryn* will
question you later, you know. HI
be right there. And let me advise
J -0 ' 1 - 111 T dear. Don’t talk fast;
think * moment before you answer
and be sure of what you say—don’t
tr .v to keep anything hack. No mat
ter where the conversation seems to
lead, tell the sober, careful truth.”
“George!” Ellen said in sndden
terror, “they’ll find out thnt Gibbs
and his father had a terrible quarrel
yesterday—you must have noticed
the cut on his forehead—*
“They know all about that!’’ he
answered soothingly. “They’ll know
everything, sooner or later. So just
go straight ahead and tell them the
story just as you would tell me—”
■ But a wife Isn’t expected to tes
tify against her husband,” she said,
half wild with apprehension. The
■ man looked at her silently for a
moment
“Do yon realize the situation that
we are facing, Ellen?” he asked,
with deadly gravity. “Do you real
ize the danger of your insinuation
that your telling the simple truth
would be construed Into testimony
against Gibbs?”
She looked at him, breathing
hard.
I see!” she said, in a whisper.
“George. I’ll put everything out of
my mind—I promise you J III try to
be sensible. But, George—they
won’t—they can’t—
He did not speak, but his look si
lenced her.
“You want Lizzie, don’t you?”
she said composedly, after a mo
ment. “I’ll send her out. And
meanwhile, I’ll be packing the
baby’ s things, and send them away
directly.”
Excellent!” he said, “Then we
can get hold of Lizzie again if we
need her.
“I’ll telephone Aunt Elsie,” Ellen
added thoughtfully, She went into
the n*sery where Lizzie had been
reading to Tommy and sent the girl
out.
Lizzie was downstairs not more
than fifteen minutes. Ellen looked
fearfully at her face when she
came up.
“It wasn't anything,” Lizzie said,
in “He ‘a just low asked tone, over her questions! packing'
me a few
and how I knew there was a pise
tol in that drawer—and whether I
had heard anything about Mr.
Josselyn and his father fighting_he
spoke kind enough, and a young fel
low there wrote it down. I said T
hadn't been downstairs until aftef
thev had their trouble_
"Listen,” said Tommy, rushing in
from the other room, and insin
Dating his person into his mother’s
i„p, “Will you tell Aunt Elsie that
i ean go down on the'ice?”
^ “You be a good boy for Lizzie, him!
dearest,” Ellen said kissing
“And you’ll keep him absolutely by
himself, Lizzie?” she asked. “I
don’t want him to hear any talk of
this.” Ellen sighed In sick forbod
j j| >K , There would be talk enough !
She had his luncheon and Lizzie’s
brought upstairs, and saw them off
nt one o’clock. Gfbbs came up for
a moment, looking white, and Tom
my gave his parents frantic hu»s
for ^ p; nen bTv b vSna rpathp q
when imie out of he
atmosphere of death and mvsterv
CHAPTER XII
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«TUST J tell me simply and fully
all ah,out yesterday,” said the
district nitornoy pleasantly. Ellen,
facing htm across tlie big table in
}lfigJJkt~MX_SIUlleiinerv swer to his encouraging ona smile. l y I n The -an.
library seemed full of men; some
writing, some watching her. Doctor
Cutter was there, and George La
throp. The air was thick with the
odor of strong cigars, and also the
smell of trays of coffee and sand
wiches thnt had been taken away
a short time before.
She began shakily, gainlng^eonfi
dence ns she went on. They were
all kind to her; they even Infused a
sort of brightness into the air. Oc
casionally she was Interrupted, but
the questions were unexpectedly
few and brief.
I Just a minute there, Mrs. Josse
lyn. About that revolver. You
came Into tlie study and found the
girl looking at it?
“She had it in her hand. •'
■ Raised in the air?”
Oh, no, lying Idly on the table.
She was frightened when I came
in. I threw it in the drawer, and
shut the drawer.”
n She didn’t go back to that room
ngaln?”
I am sure she did not. She has
told you It was a—a quarrel with
her fiance—with my brother, in
fact, that made her desperate. I
sent for my brother, and they were
—were “Sfie reconciled.”
couldn’t have gone down
stairs after dinner?"
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
GRIFFIN DAILY NEWS
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Falling in Love at
First Sight J
By H. IRVING KING
Caroline Pendergust had a theory
and set out to prove it. Her theory
was love at first sight. She was
a sprightly young lady and was in
the habit of fulling in love with be
wildering versatility. There was
young Silas Watson. She was sure
she was In love with Silas until she
saw him wearing a horrible purple
tie. Then there was Raymond Car
uthers. Raymond was so perfectly
correct in his attire, bis manners
were so polished, his black eyes so
expressive that Caroline, when she
was Introduced to him, told herself
that she had surely contracted a
case of love at first Bight. But
when site knew him better and
found out what outrageous grammar
he used her love was swept away.
Then came into her ken Thomas
Williams, the schoolmaster, lie
boarded with the Pendergasts.
Fanner Pendergast lived near the
village and vvns well to do. But he
was u thrifty soul and took occa
sional boarders. Tom Williams was
Just out of college and was teach
ing for a while preparatory to en
tering the Institute of Technology.
He was rather long and gawky and
sparing of speech. Caroline looked
him over and decided that he would
never do at all for a soulmate.
She was a little piqued, however,
that Tom paid so little attention to
her. He was always polite to her,
of course, hut there was an aloof
ness about him which nettled her
and She found herself putting forth
all the little arts of which she was
master to attrac* the admiration of
“pa's boarder.” And she succeeded.
Tom, in fact, soon found that he
was in love with her, but he knew
Caroline's reputation for Incon
stancy in love.
Tom and Caroline, however, as
they came to know each other bet
ter, became very good friends.
About this time there arrived In
the village a young man who
seemed to Caroline to be nil that
she had dreamed of, all that she
_hail lieen searching for. He was
said to be the agent of a big New
York firm that intended establish
ing a summer resort on the shore
three miles away. Caroline bore
down on the fascinating stranger
like a beautiful yacht under full
sail and threw out her grappling
irons. The young man’s name, as
he gave it out, was Pereivnl Som
mers; which name added just the
right touch as a finisher to h.is per
fections.
Soon after Perclvai’s arrival Tom
and he met in the village street.
Both stopped and stared at encli
other, saying simultaneously: “You
here?”
Percival seemed very much dis
concerted at the meeting and said:
“You won’t give an old college mate
away, will you, Tom? I am down
here lying perdu for a while. One
of my little escapades. Nothing
very had,; but thought it best to
keqp 1 ’ out of sight for while. ■
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“I will not gfve you away, Ben,”
replied Tom, “if you behave your
self—But the very fi rst time I see
you up to any of your old dodges,
or hear of your being, I will de
nounce you.” And he passed on
with a scowl on his face.
Ben Ringwood’s career at college
had been disreputable, anfl his
career after leaving oollege hkd
been more so. Tom knew all about
him. Pretty soon Tom saw that
Caroline had become enamored of
Ben Ringwood, alias Percival Som
mers.
If he had told Caroline what he
knew about the man she would sim
ply laugh at him and attribute It
to jealousy. He resolved to go to
Ben and tell him to leave town.
“Sure, I'U leave town,” said Ben.
“I’ve had all I want of this hole.
And, just to show you that I’m still
in the ring, I might add that, If I
wanted to, I could take along with
me that pretty daughter of your
landlord, old Pendergust.” And he
handed Tom a letter in which the
foolish girl had offered to
with her Percival, making an ap
pointment for that very night in a
glade. “Be out of
town tomorrow morning,” said Tom
and went home.
That night, when Caroline came
to the rendezvous, it was not Perci
val but Tom she found waiting for
Ler. She gave a little scream when
she saw him. Tom told her all
that he knew about Ben Ringwood
and of what had taken place be
tween them that day.
“You are just as horrid ns you
ran be, both of you,’* sobbed Caro
line. “I’ll never speak to either of
you again,” and ran back to the
house.
The next morning Ben Rlngwoofl.
alias Percival Sommers was ar
cliar-ed^vit^embezzlement'^There wer/o^er^ Jnq „ ,
f ew little j things like \hat. Two
j avg a ter Caroline, verv And nnl» -,n,i
.«*»*. to Tom said
‘- To in, I can never thank
saving you
enough for me from the re
sn ;t s 0 f mv folly.”
“Caroline.” said Tom do you
think you could—er—like me a lit
tle?”
She gazed at him silently for n
while and then said: Tom, you
nre one of the few young men whom
1 have met that I did not fall In
love with at first sight. What I
feel for you has been of a steady
growth and, therefore, I think it
must be the real thing.
“And I,” he replied, ‘‘have loved
you since first I saw you. *»
“Well,” said she with a laugh,
“so there is such a thing as love at.
first sight, after all. You have
proved my theory, Tom: take me If
you will.” And then he (.issed her.
(Copyright.)
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Wiison—I always feel sorry for
the purents of an infant prodigv.
Bllson—Why ?
Wilson—The neighbors alvays
jump at an opoprtunlty to wonder
where he got ids bnilns.
A non-sinkable barge made of
balsa wood has been constructed
by a western man to use for sal
vage work.
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Senator Rice W. Means, newly elected senator fro m Colorado,
and his wife are getting acquainted with Washington these days.
It is Means’ first term at the capital. *
ASA G. CANDLER
AND HIS WIFE
Atlanta, Dec. 11.- A reconcilia
tion has been effected between
Asa G. Candler, aged Coca-Cola
magnate, and his you ng wife,
Mrs. May Little Reagin Candler,
from -whom he has been estranged
since early this year.
Mrs. Candler returned to the
Candler mansion last night.
Won’t Talk.
Mr. Candler would not discuss
the r epo rted reconciliation, This
is purely a personal matter and
I decline to discuss it,” he is
quoted as saying. Members of
the Candler family confirmed the
reports. Divorce proceedings, in
stituted by Mr. Candler, are pend
ing in DeKalb ,
county courts.
The Candlers were married Jato
in 1923, after a brief courtship,
following a suit against Mr. Can
dler for alleged breach of prom
ise by Mrs. Onezeima De Bouchel,
of New Orleans. Mrs. Candler
was a public stenographer in an
office building here at the time
of her marriage to the million
aire. , <»
Arrested With Man.
They separated early this year
when Mrs. Candler was arrested
in an apartment with an Atlanta
man, the police charging at the
time that a bottle of liquor was
on the table when the raid was
made. Following the arrest, Mr.
Candler instituted divorce pro
ceedings but no date has been
set for a hearing.
Since the separation occurred,
Mrs. Candler has lived with her
parents, Mr. and Mrs. Thomas M.
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WARREN LODGE
No. 20, I. O. O. F., meets every
Monday night at 7:30 at Warren
Lodge Hall. Visiting brothers cor
dially invited. R. A. Peel, Secre
tary; W. T. Atkinson. N. G.
MERIDIAN SUN LODGE
No. 26, F. & A. M. Regular meet
ing Tuesday, December 16, 7 p. m.
Election of officers. C. H. Scales,
W. M.; Bill Wells, Secretary.
w. o. w.
Meets every Thursday, 7:30 p. n
Sovereigns, your camp needs you
presence. You will find your Cler
all times at Slaton-Powell Cloth
ing Co. Visiting sovereigns wel
come. Come. L. J. Sauley, C. C,;
C, C. Stanley, C’erk.
BEN BARROW LODGE
No. 587, F. & A. M. Regulai
meetings first and third Thursday
nights in each month, yisitinc
brothers invited. L. B. attest, W
M.;
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No. 10, R. A. M. Regular meet
ing second and fourth Thursdays
7:30 p. m. Visitors welcome, Wa.
T. Atkinson, H. P.; Bill Wells
Secretary.
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J. P. Burton at Spalding Knit
Mills. —
BOYS’ Pants, never wear out.
Worth $2.50, at $1.49. Stewart**,
118 West Broad.
WANTED: Clean cottas cloth*
or rags. Must be clean and
clear of buttons. Truer-JoWnHOa
Co.
Stenographer with good refer
ences desires position. Write “A"
care Daily News.
WANTED immediately, exp*
rienced stenographer, Aeeuracy
and speed necessary. Familiarity
with general office work essential.
Apply at once to Box 412, Grif
fin.
WANTED to rent: Two unfur
nished rooms close in. Call 607-J.
IMPORTANT: Wanted, all mib
scribers to Atlanta Constitatioa
call Blue Goose Cafe, phone 910,
when your paper fails to com*
promptly. —
WANTED: Cow peas, O-too-ta*
and Laredo Beans. H. V. Kdtt
Company.
LANGFORD TAXI SERVICE—
day and night. Phone 839.
U. S. ARMY bl»pkets, new.
Stewart’s, 118 West Broad.
BUICK Value* 100%
1924—Ford Coupe. Like new.
1921—Essex Coupe. '
1920—Overland 490 Touring.
1918—Dodge Touring.
1920—Willeys Six, 7-passengee,
Touring.
1918—Buick Six, 5-passenger.
Touring.
1920— Buick Six,
Touring. Buick
1921— 8ix, 5-passenger,
Sedan.
1922— Buick Six, 5-passenger,
Touring. .
Greatly reduced prices for quick
sale.
TERMS IF DESIRED
SLATON MOTOR CO.
BUICK DEALER
109 East Solomon St. Phone 689