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Wednesday, Dec. 31 , 1924
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i ■ Elizabeth Iordan
OOPyftlGHT BY THE CENTURY CD.
ready '.. jirtt or sc anything
usual?” he quickly un
Renshaw asked.
„ Nothing
of importance,” he said
in the hall.” 8001(1 Unusual noises u ,ses
«« 1 nusual noises?
What kind of
Vvtiy, rather ns if a Very }) Pnvv
weight -were being dragged aloar_
that kind of thing.?
Renshaw spoke unwillingly. He
felt. and looked, hither foolish
bell "Perhaps something was ” smiling Catan
his was himself! again smn5
‘‘There’s charmingly whimsical donVin
a lot of work to be
this house. Possibly a trunk
being moved—” [ ' was
“But—it was midnight."
Campbell raised his eyebrows
Then he laughed./ ”
I’m afraid we’re magnifying
trifles,” he said good-hunioredlv
n But I’ll this
drop say much before we
the subject. We have no ren
hous<| so >' ttefcar anything that Is in the
and personally I don’t believe
we side. haVeJnything Bft if to fear from out
you should at anv time
■ee syisplcious-looking Individuals
lurking around, in the grounds or
on the road let me know.” He
broke off with a gitoiace. “It sounds
fact like melodrama, m&sn't it? But the
Is, I suppose we’ve got to keen 8
our eyes open,”
“Very well. sir. Our understand
lng Is that nothing unusual I ob
serve inside the house is to be re
ported, but that lf I see anything
auggestive outside I am to tell von
about it. Is that right’”
“Yes—I think so I don’t see how
anything—that’s understood ” he
declared more briskly • and ’ openins
the door, passed through
Left alone, Renshaw swung the
typewriter up to the top of the desk.
turned the small key that held it in
place there, and resolutely attacked
his mail. It was good to have real
work to do, and to know that he
could do it. It was good to feel
that he was earning his way.
A mild surprise awaited him *at
iwwm. He entered the dining room
a few minutes after the Summons of
the luncheon bell, and found not
only Campbell, Verity, and Mrs.
Pardee at the table, but a strange
woman seated at the right of the
host. She wns n gracious and even
majestic woman, with a figure of
the late forties, the snow-white hair
oi seventy, anu a flars race ana
singularly brilliant eyes that might
have been thirty-five. She gracious
ly inclined her head when the young
man was presented, but did not
speak.
Renshaw bowed and took his
place in equal silence. Tills, it ap
peared, was Madame Hvoeslef,
whose passage to Europe on the
twenty-second he had just engaged.
He immediately decided that she
was, in some way, a central figure
in the mystery to which
and Stanley ha* referred.
She looked the part. The most
casual glance at her showed that
she had been, and possibly was still,
undergoing a severe nervous strain.
She started uncontrollably at the
lightest sounds. Her brilliant eyes
held a look of anxiety that at mo
ments changed to fear. Studying
her, one subconsciously thought of
diplomacy and intrigue, of sides, of
Nihilists, of ail the rest of the
horde that make for action and
movement In modem fiction and
drama.
It was almost a relief to rest his.
eyes on Verity, though/-his dislike
■ of her had increased since their
morning encounter. But, at least,
there was no mystery about her.
She was discussing a new opera
with Madame Hvoeslef. Mnsic
■seemed a passion common ’ to them
both. At Renshaw’s left, Mrs.
Pardee poured her inevitable plain
tive-monologue into the young man’s
oar.
all wrong,” she was saying,
“and I’ve told my'T7rbfhSf sb from
the first whatever happens-lx* can’t
s a y that T hnven’t warned him but
that’s always the way With Davy I
merer knew him to see anything
'that was coming until it came
though I’ve spent my whole life
one might say ahowlng him 'the
handwriting on the wall.”
Renshaw pricked-up his ears. Tills
sounded more interesting than meat
iof Mrs. Pardee’s talk. He had lost
'her introductory sentences in Ms
Interest ln this superb foreigner
.across the table. But another mo
ment revealed the fact that Mrs.
Pardee’s topic was the sugar short
age that followed the end of the
war. Her idea of meeting the short
age, it appeared, was to fitt the cel
lars of Tawno Ker with barrels of
sugar . There was space in the
storeroom for an enormous supply—
Renshaw bent hls head with grave
attention, but he ceased to hear her.
He had returned to Ills own
thoughts, which, when they had
their way with him, swung him back
to the words of Jenks;
“Queer things happen in the old
house, sir. If you hear anything
odd—”
He set hls teeth. For some rea
son, his mood of peace, of accept
ance, of complacent outlook, .had
changed again. He was conscious
of an intense and increasing sense
of uneasiness—an, uneasiness thai
almost took the form of a dread of
the coming plcht.
The Thing.
B ACK hurled In liimself the study, into Iris Renshaw work.
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The pile of finished letters at fits
side steadily mounted, and Renshaw,
poring over his notes or back-bent
above the typewriter, recalled
Campbell’s combined Instructions
and confidences with a tough of the
new-born appreciation he had felt
In the hour of receiving them.
As each letter was typewritten
he settled hack in his chair to read
lf ’ nnd after ten or fiJ teen minutes
of this lie made “ gratifying dip
covery. Those letters, following
Campbell’s orders but written in
Renshaw’s words, were not per
functory affairs. They were short.
businesslike, and to the point; but
without exception they s’ere worded
f ‘’ :ae, '. v as Campbell, and not Ren
shaw, would iiave worded them.
Whether they consisted of two type
written lines or twelve, they held
the essence of the personality of
D,lvi<1 Campbell,
Taking this in, Renshaw puck
ered his lips in a noiseless whistle,
an<i then very slowly and stiffiy
grinned. The thing he had done
had been done by that part of Ills
,)rain which he had not used for
two years - T1,e achievement was
rIever —really artistic. He won
dered whether Campbell would ap
P reclate and even before the
tho “8 ht haii shaped itself knew that
he ' vould - No one woukf appreciate
11 more P rom P tly or f“R y iham
Campbell,
With the finished letters In his
bands - he went to the living room,
was almos t tea time and he -ex
P 00 ^ to fl nd the old man there
1)efore the fire. He was not diR
appointed. Campbell was not alone.
however, and as Renshaw took In
the s,ender n 8m r,> «f Y T erity perched
,m tlle arm of ber grandfather’s big
‘’hair, the eyes of the secretary nar
rowed - He was absurdly annoyed
by the I ,r(1S(i nce of Miss Campbell.
Hls momentary self-complacency
d!ed as ‘ TOS8ed the
" l bGg yfmr P nr,lon - sir -” he said
stiffiy. “But would you like to
E,aBce over these 1( ‘ tters before I
n '^’ ^ 0T f ha11 JzZ
Campbell extended his hand, .
at them ” he said
‘l" ickly - Perhaps it would be bet
,er to 1<,ave thein wit)l rae 1,alf an
. loar ’
’
His last words trailed into an In
distinct murmur. Hls eyes were
already running down the letter
that topped the pile.
“Walt r. moment, ,please,” he add
ed. “Hart, the chauffeur, takes the
mail to Warnly at five. Perhaps we
can rush these through— Better
drink yenr tea while I look over
them. Verity, my dear, please ring
for Jenks.”
He was reading as he spoke. Now
he handed his grandaughter two of
the letters. She took them with
an air of surprise, ran her eyes
down the typewritten lines, and
smiled.
“And you said yeu couldn’t. dic
tate!” she teased.
“I can’t.”’
Campbell was running over-some
of the remaining letters, hastily but
with obvious interest, Once or
twice he smiled a J title, Five nvin
idea later he •iumded Verity uuotiier
letter. It -wus the longest in the
collection, filling two-thirds of a
page. With eyebrows raised and a
little twist of the lips that was odd
ly like her grandfather's, she read
it and handed it back. As Site did
so she glanced at Renslia-w, but lie
was unconscious of the look. His
dark face wore its most somber
expression. He was ti closed and
shuttered habitation, of which bis
soul had drawn down the blinds.
CampbeR handed him the mass
of letters.
“All right,-” toe said. “We can
catch the mail very comfortably,
■Perhaps \o yv«u X would* like * to iZrt, drive
over station With
though of course tf lore’s no need, of
it. Rut you might like Hie air and
to see a ifclt of the country. Why
not in have Hart drive vcm around for
hour or m before dinner?”
“Thank you «ir* werhaps 1 will:”
Renshaw was turning to leave
the room, whe« the -old man’-s vole*
stopped Min.
“That’s a very interesting thing
you’ve done.” he said, nodding to
ward'tTvF letters.-------- --------- '
The other did not pretend t« mis
understand.
“They wrote themselves." he said
“I didn’t realize till I rend them
that I had been impersonating wou.
If you would rather have me do
them more formally—”
Campbell shook his head.
“It’sr an amazingly clever pleee
of work,” he said. Tm quite con
vint'ed that I dictated everyone of
them. They’re done exactly the way
I should have done them—lf I
could!”
When the door had closed behind
the new seevetanr, Campbell crossed
the tips of Us thin old finger* and
stared past them Into the fire.
“There’s a man inside that fel
low,” he said slowly. “He shows
it In his work.”
“H« does not show It anywhere
else,” Verity unkindly observed,
“My first impression of him is deep
ening every hour. He’s uncanny.
He makes me think of a ghost who
hates his job of being a ghost.” She
shivered a litUe. “Don’t talk about
him!” she begged.
Rmhaw, ids letters signed and
seaieii, went to the garage in search
of Hart. He found him testing the
engine of a-four-seat roadster. The
chauffeur Was about the age of
James. He had sleek brown hair
and the thin-lipped, unsmiling
ihoiith that seemed characteristic
of the servants ln the Campbell
menage. He came forward at once
t« receive the young man's mes
sage, and hls thin, unsmiling face
held n look of respectful rea<Un*«»
M ©
•- ., name Is Ilenshaw,” sum me
newcomer.
“Yes, sir.”
Hart saluted with a finger to his
bare head. The salute had a seml
mllltary quality. •
“I’ve a lot of letters to go out,
and Mr. Campbell suggests that I
drive to the station with you when
you’re ready."
, <« Very good, sir. I will be at
the door in five minutes.”
Certainly the Campbell servants
^ere well trained.
* * *
Dinner thnt night was cheerful,
almost gn.v. Madame Hvoeslef had
thrown off the air of strain Ren
shaw had observed in her during
their previous meeting, and was
putting her social gifts through
their paces. These gifts were un
usual. She was a really charming
woman, traveled, sophisticated, tol
erant, humorous, and understand
ing. She seemed to know every
body. It was piain that she had
moved in high places. But, though
she talked well always and bril
liantly at times, she resolutely con
fined herself to impersonal topics.
Her talk was the talk of the visitor
to many lands.
When they returned to the living
room. Verity sang again, accom
panied by the foreigner, whose fa
miliarity with the piano was close
and sympathetic. By the fire, David
Campbell and his sister listened
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On the Lowest Step She Stopped
and Looked at Him
and doze<l; and Renshaw, in hls
comer near the instrument, felt
again the untangling of nerve knots,
the deep inner content this girl’s
voice had given him from the first.
It was Madame Hvoeslef who
finally broke up the circle with
vague murmur about letters to be
written. Renshaw accompanied
her to the door and held it open.
She passed through with an Inclina
tion of the head, but as she reached
the threshold the salute ended In a
quick forward jerk of command
that motioned him into the hail.
He followed her. closing I he rioor of
the living room as he left St
Madame Hvoeslef was walking
slowly toward the staircase, He
accompanied her in silence. On the
lowest step she stoppel and looked
at him. The look was a peculiar
one. intense, doubtful, almost sus
picious. Under it he straightened.
and his own eyes hardened as they i
squarely met hers. He objected te
being so obviously weighed by thl* i
foreigner, and he saw n« reason,
why lie should not show It. Her
glance changed suddenly. flBlie be
came again the fascinating woman
of the dinner hour. :
“Mr. Campbell lias told me,” she
began graciously, in her rather
throaty, velvet-soft voice and excel
lent English, “that you will perhaps
he so kind to do me a service.” 1
Renshaw inclined his heed.
"I am here to lie of use,” tie said I
formally.
“You are so good.” Madame
Hvoeslef s manner warned still
more. She sent a swift glance up ;
and down the deserted hall. “It is
a little journey to the city that I
ask -” she went on hurriedly and in
« very low tone. “You will not
mind that, tomorrow morning—to
take the train at ten o’clock and
»o return at five? You can be back,
y < a > see, in time for dinner.” _
“I am entirely at your servire. I
will get the rest of my tomrartions
after breakfast, I suppose,” he ob
served In a matter-of-fact tone and
without lowering bis voice. Its
Hear pitch seenH»tl to alarm tier.
She looked about apprehensively.
“Yes,” she murmured; “after
breakfast—in the study. Thank
you * then—and good night.”
She threw in her most charming
with thaw but Renshaw’a nu-.
accustomed lips could not return
the smile.
"Good night, Madame,” he said
grave counesy, and returned
the bring room. *
He was conscious that she did
not at once continue her little jour
Dpy U P the-stairs. Instead, she re
mailed motionless, looking after
him. He opened the door into the
lon 2 r00m with an actual sense of
escape, and Immediately regretted
that he had ratumed. Verity, still
at the piano, glanced up at the
*o” nd his entrance, and be met
her eyes. They darkened as If with,,
annoyance, and her smooth brow
puckered under the same emotion.
T* 1 * expression passed as quickly as
11 earnp - bn* he interpreted it aright,
sh e disliked Mm as much as he dte
h' 5 **' her. She disliked him eo
much, indeed, that hls casual return
to tt room she was in almost an
«ered her. Well, he would not an
noy her long. Without a second
(fiance at her, he crossed the room
to Campbell’s side.
“Any instructions, sir?”
''Campbell revealed the fact that
he had not been as drowsy as he
had seemed!
“Madaxqe Hvoeslef told you just
no,v tha t she wanted you to go into
R’^ 1 } tomorrow, didn't she?”
“Yea, sir.”
"You won't mind?’
*‘^°> alr i ot course not. Why
should I?"
“I’d hate it like the devil,” Camp
hell cheerfully admitted. “A visit
t» town knocks me put for a WOMh.
GRIFFIN DAILY NEWS
The infernal uoise . - night
mare. But of course turn s nothing
to a young chap like you.”
He had forgotten or was delib
erately Ignoring the yonng chap’s
admitted lack of nerve fitness, and
In either case Renshaw was grate
ful.
fa^tLTSwLlS tb” 52S
but she seemed to have forgotten
his presence. She was trying a new’
song in an undertone and did not
raise her eyes from the notes. But [
the music of her wonderful voice I
followed him into the hall, and he
still seemed to hear it as he went
upstairs. ;
He entered his room with a
warming sense of comfort. Jhe
lights were lit, a fire Waxed in the
big fireplace, the sheets of his bed
had been folded back. It was not
yet eleven o'clock. He would read
for half an hour, and then, he
hoped, have a good night’s sleep.
he Soop he began to feel drow’sy and
turned off the reading lamp,
ho could still see distinctly In
flre-llt room.
The house was very quiet. His
subconscious mind dallied with
memories of the day—bits of Camp
bell’s confidences, We-Wee’s baby
hnnds, the watchfulness of James
the footman, the hushed, throaty
voice of Madame Hvoeslef—
It was at this instant that he
Sgnln -observed the blue Fircle. It
had appeared as suddenly as on the
night before, but in a different spot
on the same wall. For a few mo
ments he watched It, his eyes nnr
rowing with an interest he had not
felt the night before. Tomorrow he
must look around and find the
source of that reflection. In the
meantime, he would once more com
pose himself for slumber.
He may have slept half an hour,
before he heard the first sound in
the outer hall. It was an unmis
takable sound-the sound of a verv
heavy body falling, lie sat up with
a Jerk and a muttered oath that
held more Impatience than alarm. It
perfectly expressed his feeling. He
had, Indeed, been so reassured by
Campbells’ words that morning that
it was difficult to feel any moot ion
but annoyance at this untimely in
terruptlon to sleep, lie lay down
eye -
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not mildnJTheU he llon iimoreii ,t w!, p^heavlly u'i.a g thBt 0 lien° W ! S
eraw. g
fZhro^ZVlh cooTa' Hnd ^ *J 1s r °° hh m -
he he could plainly see the transom
m l "I h L f Z', ft- 1 , tUrn Th< .!i !J
Fven h opeBed the i
we^ door ’in he ennid nof eie _ 8ee What
of hli hnefnile the hen any en'tel A " a y* U m His s mind n ? n ?
hifCn^ Clu-nff to thnt tn AnytMng” T aHap
pened ln the hall— He didn’t need
to -get up. He didn’t want to get up.
I» fact, the notion of getting up
was rather horrible. Therefore, of
course, he must get up- Convales
cence, he was beginning to discover,
meant doing immediately anything
and all things one particularly did
not desire to do.
switching H<? , rose quietly, ami without
on a light noiseless
ly to the door opening- fnto the hall
•an4 grasped the knot), His iatefcflon
was to open that door with a quick
Jerk and thus surprise the thing
that was moving •eraf’SWe. But,
though lie unconsciously braced
himself as he seized the knob, the,
door did not yield. Jle exerted all
his strength. The door held fast.
He drew back and stared at it. It
had not yielded, f«r the best and
simplest of reasons. It was locked
—and locked from the outside!
He had opened his windows be
fore lie went to bed. The cold night
air bibwing hi upon hls pajanm-clad
figure reminded him that the re
flections which seemed his sole re
course could be indulged in more
comfortably in bed Than out of it
lie went back to bed. There seemed
nothing else to do. His room, he
had already observes!, did not in
elude the convenience of a hell-n
rather striking mission, by the
way. He listened.
The thing lt«elf war coming near
■ er. was very near his door, was
rmomcuMMav mo^nies '^ ’
continued to hear the panting
breaths It suggested and^ery a sick anl
mal, a very large sick an -
S at hh, i tt^ihL ! 5* Lnt ^
-J™ Rut in ‘" m, hl i,.Ji ^ ‘L V ‘
iL- ’, He objecteil ’w to
L.JL . ’ to 8 i a le . n odd
^ t^ffi^S.oslbiv ? 1 V< T
r>,Lp'e|, t^ktued was tcSlnc ^ hh Trl-c h^ra rnd nn
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OM ~L Campbell p e l " was a * not not <Slat «mt sore son *
~f e noise ont now Hm the chawicter door began had
changed. The knob turned, softly,
perMstMtUy. Appaneutly the
r*™* outside woated t* get in.
Other sounds followed—seratching
? ou ®_, F° r moment he'listened
: n Purw.Jccl confusion. unaMe to in
H'fttt Ttrem. Then, umfen fits -
, breath, he swore again. The thing,
ellinMt. -- H* Mt It
bump **alast hls door, and the,
” “on* um P utoe thing hf avy seemed an< l witliout to have cau-j no
objection whatever to being heard,
In «ay it wns drawing Itaeif
nl> 10 the tranR( > m - There were
J ,a<lde< . sounds against the gl**s.
L here seemed to be a definite effort
Ile was s'Rfcbf U P again, . with ... un?.
swerving . eye* upon that transom.
mW a ° lT ‘ et hlrlR -
8 " aad arm, vqrylarge )
and dark. The hand clutched avld
>y hut futilely at the top of the
transom, ln an apparent effort to
release the catch. But the catch
wn * °a Renshaw's side. The tran
som did not open. For another In
stnnt the clutching hand moved, and
seemed to beckon. Then it '
disappeared, and simultaneously f
was again the sound of, a '
fall, this time just o fe
door. That was^llowi by
crawling sound growirf falnt
by degrees, and then by silence,
Renshaw moistened his tips. The
was simply Incredible, hut
ing mind briskness. worked on It with grailfy
rip
Seemingly the thing, whatever it
was, fell out of some rowm. into
the hall. Yet no nnfmni orliutman
being heavy enough to make that
noise in dropping , could possibly !
crawl through a transom. Never
♦wiess. the tb’v" !-"d apparently
(TO BE CONTflNUEi).)
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Our Dai ly Story
L/OFIS Cu&TlgGu .
xlttl WonWomo iNdultJ
Ey CLARISSA MACKIE
i n her nurse’s uniform of snowy
white, Doris Reddy stood In the
window of tier own room, und elos
her eyes to the beauty of the
fune day, kept the anniversary of
her declaration of independence.
the mere dropping of her
fringed lids seemed to con
jure a vision of that lovely June
rose garden at Rooftree, guardiaif where she
lived with her and his
wife ami son, Roger, the latter a
handsome youngster lr» his fresh
man year at college. The Moores
were kindly people, and Doris was
as happy as the birds and batter
dies In the garden, but she was
a homely child, with qnanti
of red hair, freckles, mud-col
ored eyes und a scared manner
strangers. Roger called her "that
awful child," but she never knew
it until .she was thirteen; then she
accidentally overheard a eonversa
tion between Mr. and Mrs, Moore
and Roger that wrecked her child
>sh Joy.
“Every cent of that child’s money
iMis been l08t ’ in speculation.”
groaned Mr. Moore. “All that we
liave - Rooftree here, should rlglit
fully be ... and Roger,
> l>u might make It your one aim In
life—some day to marry Doris, and
restore her fortune. . .
“Marry Doris Keyes?” shouted
Boger. Why. da]}, ask anything
eIse of 'ne—I’ll pay in some other
ay ‘ 1 caunot “tarty ■ that awful
Doris heard no more. She „ fled ,
u P stnlrs ’ 1,er 8 f vin ^ 1)iink -
a, ' vnys weU fllled - «<>' acted a Y
£* b ** B nahe V w '“, ^ nt by !' f. **’ 1 ™ 5? vvay at
through l the garden to the highroad,
C!U1 ’’ 1 ,l0 a -be statibn, and
"'c 11 * to , . e\\ York. . She vanished
'l”, 1 tlu ' lr ,v ;‘ s completely, and
detectlve8 who , traced her part of
ronfesHeil themselves baf
IV' ' 1)01-18 ofton rend lier narae ln
t^e P d^ identity 0116 W " ^
This anniversary of her depar
‘ure from Rooftree was different
KS had Te!a LVtZ ‘ffis
on a case-a voung man
threatened with pneumonia. L, The
rntwn tP A hpr . vh „ n
“Miss Reddy, I was so thankful
when Doctor Peterson assured me
t hnt yon were his very best nurse!
My only son Is ill . . . and . . .
you will do your best?” She was
a VPry appealing figure, this fragile
^ ^ Wl *° 1,11,1 °° ce D1£>tllCTed
Now looking back over the few
nays that had followed, Doris
thrilled again when she thought of
that meeting with Reger Moore, a
fine big chap, laid low through hls
own carelessness. His eyes fol
lowed her adoringly, and she felt
a little sad that he, too, saw no re
semblance to that lonely little girl
n,n “ Way fr °‘ U h ‘ S rW1 '
cule.
Doris went back to her patient
,tmd gave him his medicine.
"I am much better nurse,” he
boasted as she took his tempera- v
ture
“The doctor is due now—we will
surprise him,” she answered guard
edly. His fever was rising again,
an< ! she knew it meant another
sleepless night for her.
The doctor came and went and
the house grew* very hushed and
®tiIL Once he talked deliriously
a bout “little Redhead,” and again
he mentioned the name of "that
ohud * Doris Keyes,” and begged her
forgive his father. “We have
sa ved yo,,r inheritance for you,” h«
erio<1 . ;,
Suddenly, _ , toward , morning, , he
^” ied t0 ^ b <* ttar * an<! fp|1
P lls ,>rls ^ J r q sl l t ***** Suddenly , bis , bt T, hand fln prs closed oh
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0,1 ho f' and *** ey< 5 °P enod ;, "*>•
you koow ,lttle 1U ‘ <ilU!adr
asked. ,
,ZTVZr'' •4 i V,.nif
,n,, i i £Zn. „
VVhen tlj ® dnrt ° r ratnp Doger
>I ?’ re wa ' 8 bettcr - The P°« r hoarse
passed. V °^*T Roger, V atroDRer more deeply 88 th « in daya love
«* 8n h “ bad «« '’reamed of be
“J 8 * 00,11,1 n0t < ’ atoh the direc t
g,anoe hor tffmior <**«•
“Nurse,” said Roger’s mother one
“ y «u often remind me of
M
vt, ry tragic episode lb m.v life,” then
Sh " ^ ^ own
Mory—the story of the lost Doris
1 -V 7* ,ook,nK !,t
* Klrl8 my d «»J* an <l hop
*
'“g that some day one of them will
prove to he our lost child!”
Ms slipped to her knees
side the little lady. “One of them
has, MqH|cr Moore,” she said,
“Oli. 4#riing,'' God Is very good
ito me,” sobbed Mrs. Moore. “Roger
lias a secret, perhaps you have
guessed it; but lie lias sworn never
marry anyoner-no—ftmUer_Ju>w
lyt loved, until our Doris’ for
tgne lias been restored.tn h er-”
When Roger learned her identity
his happiness proved a wonderful
tonic, and at last the three who
had been parted for many years
came togethef as a reunited fam
Hy.
>• You will have an lmpecunioun
architect-husband, Redhead, sold
Roger at last.
“Having you, Roger, and noth
ing more, makes me a rich woman,
aod with Mother Moore thrown In,
the —why, iworld. I am M the richest woman in
(Copyright.)
The Savings Bank of Griffin
wishes all of its patron* and
a and Proa*
Year. N
SHERIFF’S SALE
Spalding county.
There will be sold before the
house door of Spalding
the usual place of hold
court in and for said county,
the legal hours of sale on
sixth day of January, 1925,
same being the first Tuesday
January, and from day to day
... 8aid ., P ro F erl . disposed .. of,
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following described property:
A one-half (1-2) undivided in
in all that tract or par-
cel of land known as lot No. 247,
containing two hundred two and
one-half (202 1-2) acres of land,
more or less.
^ ,, *° lllat .. . P art lot land
^’o. , 248 lyin«r north of the Towa
lage River, all located in the third
district originally Henry, now
* l 9™£ county, Georgia, and
«f>ntyinir<g in the aggregate two
, Hundred fifty-two and oni-half
(252 1-°1 acres of of land la " d ’ more more or or
e8S ’ bounded as follows: north
by Henry county line and John
Allen; east by estate of T. J.
Brooks- ’ south ° U h hv by R K ‘ H B ’ Clifford- U,fford '
west by Henry Jones.
Said above described property
levied on as the property of Mar
cellus Woodward by virtue, of a
superiqr court fi. fa. in favor of
Mrs. R. F. Strickland vs. Mar
cellus Woodward, issued from the
superior court of Spalding coun
ty, Ga.
1 Property pointed out by plain
tiff’s attorney and tenant in pos
session notified.
W. T. FREEMAN, Sheriff.
SHERIFF’S SALE.
GEORGIA—Spalding county.
There will be sold before the
court house door of Spalding
county, Georgia, between the Ju
gal hours of sale on the’ first
Tuesday in Jamiary^-to-wit: On
January 6, 1925, from day to
day until sajd^property is sold, all
the mg described property,
All that tract or parcel of Jand
lying and being in Mt.
district of Spalding county,
containing,*’ sixty-four
and bounded as follows:
by land* of* Walter Touch
west by lands of L. P.
and north and east by
of Mrs. Willis F. Bolton.
verity (70) acres of land
lying and being in Line
district of Spalding county,
and bounded as follows:
by lands of Snow Hand;
by Mrs. Frant Putman;
by lands of A1 PutmanflinTr
north by Judge Putman. 'Also
house and l.ot situated in the
of Griffin, Spalding county,
Georgia, fronting eighty-five *(86)
more or less, on the south
side of east Solomon street, and
running back seventy-five (75)
{eet 7 and bounded as foTToWs:
, , 0y _ Solomon , street; ^ south ,,
and west by warehouse property
of L. P. Blanton; and south and
, b ^ pioperty m . ODertv oi Q f tt. u P r. Eadv e,aaj.
1 Also a certain lot of land locat
c d in the city of Griffin, Spald
ing county, Georgia, and being
P art °f the warehouse property of
L. P. Blanton, and better deacrib
ed ag follows: beginning eighty
five feet from the corner of . South 0 , w
Sixth street and Bank Alley, and
running east along said Bank Al
ley and on the north side of same
nihety-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 proflprty of Li P. Blanton to
satisfy a judgment issued from
the superior court of said coun
ty of said county in favor of the
Criffin Banking Company vs. L.
P. Blanton, ' and a judgment ft.
fa. in favor of the Griffin Bank
ing company vs. L. P. Blantoii
and G. G. Blanton issued from the
superior court of Spaidir.g coun
ty, Georgia.
Property point out by plain
tiff’s attorney, and tenant iij pos
session notified.
W. T. FREEMAN,
Sheriff.
I LODGE DIRECTORY I
v___;
WXJtmfTvbfcODGE
No, 20, I. Q. Q. E„- meets
Lodge Monday Hall. night Visitli at |7:30 at
R.i g brothers cor
dially W. invited. A. Peel, Sect*-' .
tary; T. Atkinson. N. G.
MERIDIAN SUN LODGE. No. 26
F. & A. Regular Meetings on
the first and third Tuesday nights
in each month, at 7:00 o’clock.
John H. Rogers, W. M. Bill, Wells,
Secretary.
BEN BARROW LODGE
No. 587, F. & A. M., East Griffin.
Regular Thursday meetings first and third
Next nights in each month.
meeting January 1. Visiting
cordially all invited to meet
us at times. J. L. Vinson,
W. M.; Clifford Grubbs, 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
r^me. Come. L. J. Sauley, C. C.j
C. C. Stanley, Clerk.
PYTHAGORAS CHAPTER
No. 10, R. A. M. Regular meet
>ng second and fourth Thursdays
7:30 p. m. Visitors welcome. Wm
T. Atkinson, H. P.; BUI Wells.
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WANT AD $$ i’Mi
COLUMN
j FOR RENT—Room and private
Hath. Suitable for 2 gentlemen.
Close in. Box 30D.
Itill \ FOR RENT: Apartment, ooraer
and Oak streets. Possession
January 1. Phone 21. tt
FOR RENT: Bungalow, Zl7 W.
Rfpad. ‘ Mrs. 1^. M. Sander a. .
HOME, 222 North 6th
street, for rent or sale. Phone
244, itiita. Griffin or West 2220 At
Possession Jan. 15, J, L.
IX. *
JFOR SALE—Ten thoroughbred
W«|te er*/. Leghorn hens and one cock
A bargain. W. L. Harris,
4JfB Meriwether St.
FOR SALE: Cow and shoat. K.
M. Sanders, 317 W. Broad.
FORDOR SEDAN FOR SALE
1925 model. Brand new. Newer
,dr|vei). Discount worth while. In
vestigate. Phone 869.
LOST—Artcraft fountain pen,
top and filler. Reward. Re
to Thelma Miller.
LOST:Around depot, small bag
Griffin Banking Company’s
on the bag, containing sil
and currency. If found, re
turn to News office and reeoee j
liberal reward. /
*
FOUND —Pocketbook in fro
Paterson's Store. Owner can
same by describing content */asai
paying for this ad. Phone Kit
j WANTED: Cow peas,
and Laredo Beans. B. f V. ReU
Company.
WANTED—# \ar& growing
concern has ambitioui posi|ion4 for three ia
telligent, men. If y«a
think you can qi^lify write Frank
W. Nowell, 114 {n. 10th St Mu
ear preferred.
WANTED Ar ONCE—A But
tress salesman to travel on track.
A good position for the right
man. Call <jr phone us. Mauney
Mattress Co!, P. 0. Box 324, Grif
fin, Ga. Phbne 938.
1,000 BUSHELS
High grade cotton seed far
planting, l.ariety f pure Wannamator
Cleveland seed saved fans
white cotfon only; no frost kites.
Ginned of our own private gins
under my personal supervision.
Prices unsacked at gin at Bir
die, Ga., 51.25 per bushel.
In sacks, F. O. B. Griffin, Ga,
fl.50 bushel. A few Over-tbe
Top at same prices.
J. E. ELDER,
607 South Hill Street,
Griffin, Ga.
f Funeral Directory ^
E. D. FLETCHER
Funeral Director and
Embalmer
with
Griffin Mercantile Co.
Office Phone 474 Res. Phone 451
HAISTEN BROS.
FUNERAL DIRECTORS
AND EMBALMERS
Griffin and Senoia, Ga.
Office Phone 575. Res. Plume 69
Frank S. Pittman
Modern Funeral Home.
112 W. Taylor St
Office Phone S22 Res. Fnone MS
1
\ Railroad Schedule )
CENTRAL OF GEORGIA RY„
Arrival and Dpearture of
ger Trains At Griffin, Ga.
The schedules are published
information and are net
anteed:
s
North South
2:29 pm Atlanta-SavTi 11:06 pm
4:30 am Atlania-Sav’n 9:04
5:49 am Chgo-Cin-Jax 10287
7:17 am Chgo-St. L.-Jax 7:57 pm
8.57 am Atlanta-Macoh 5:24 fun
12:25 pm Atlanta-Macon 2:17p»
6:30 pm Atlanta-Alb’ny 12:38am
6:20 am Chicago-Jax SiMpm
Chattanooga Division V
From For
2:30 pm Chattanooga 9 MS am
8:15 Cedartoown 5:25 pm
SOUTHERN RAILWAY
Atlanta Point*—
5:53 pm East—West I «:«2
10:02 am C’l-bue V> 5:
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