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<«-. August 22
let Arnold went to the aid of Fort Bcuy
ter and the British were routed.
I—Confederate provisional congress closed Its third
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ppi declared the ordinance of session
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BIBLE THOUGHT
the blind lead the blind, both shall fall
lie ditch.—Matthew 15:14.
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lie so blind as those that will not see.—
:w Henry.
NEW
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An ordinary photograph sometimes can
telCjnore about what we call the trend of the
than a column of type.
%Ioh a picture came across this desk the
other day. it showed a street scene in a
small native town in the Philippines, a day'*
journey from Manila. The town—its name
doesn’t matter Xu * no the I interior, seldom
frequented by white men. Streets were linec
with native houses, and brown-skinned men
amTwomen, dressed as the Filipinos dressec
wh|)i Magellan visited them, were bustling
back and forth. Queer, ungainly, two-wheelec
carriages crowded the roadway. It all lookec
very outlandish and foreign.
But—and here is the point—mingled in the
stream of traffic were a good many highly
up-to-date American automobiles. Native
drivers piloted Chevrolets, Fords and Dodges
in the maze of buffalo carts. There was even
a Fillipino traffic cop, made necessary, doubt
less, by this advent of the motor car.
Now nothing can touch western civilization
«th its highly complicated and serviceable
nachinery, and remain unchanged. The au
omobile is something like a cake of yeast,
lrqj> it into any society and it produces a
ferment. The Philippines, having
eached the point where the back-couatry
iBtiVfts drive cars, will never be the same
Ibis does not mean that the Filipino will ,in
five-tor more years, be indistinguishable fron
the New Yorker. But it does mean that he it
j- eterttug in that direction. He is beginning the
•ansa process of absorbing an alien culture that
has Atruck a good many other people during
the last dozen years. He is, in a strange sor 1
of Way. on the verge,of becoming American
& may or may not be a good thing, from
dewpoint. It is quite possible that the
luo would be happier if he continued tc
as his fathers lived, and let automobile*
radios and moving pictures go by. But,
>r better or for worse, he won't, Destiny.
pfiarently, has picked out America as a na
on that ehalt influence all others for the nexi
fy or so. The Filipino can't help him
i ■ d the Filipino
% is only one among many
where, all over the world, Americani
I is going on. Customs and habits cen
old are giving way to the influence o!
Is It and New York. This be for thr
may
uid it may not; that question, is unim
Jt. It is happening, and there is no way
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p it. A new and sobering responsibility
een thrust upon us.
*-In rest la Aa4 Around
Racine. Wia„ man reports one "of hi*
lid an egg yrith three yolks. Att- least
a •tefiite lie. * * *
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Solomon wu wise, but there were some
things he did not know. For example, he
saye: "Go to the ant, thou sluggard; consider
her ways and be wise; which having no guide,
overseer, or ruler, provideth her meat in the
summer, and gathereth her # food in the har
vest. *»
Solomon was wise in exporting the sluggard
to consider the industry and foresight of the
ant, but he seems not to have known that
every colony of ants has its rulers, overseers,
and guides. It is a fact that ants have been
called "social" insects, because their communi
ties are regulated by definite laws, and each
member, of the society bears a separate and
well-defined part in the organization and ar
rangement of, the colony.
From earliest times the ant has attracted
the attention of naturalist, philosopher and
poet. Aristotle and Pliny thought the labor
of an ant was regulated by the phases of the
moon.
Here are a few of the many interesting
things that have been learned from a study
of the ant: vegetarian ants are more industri
ous than meat-eaters; when an ant becomes a
mother she’loses her wings; certain types of
ants capture fhe b«bies of other tribes of ants
and rear them to be slaves; ants have nurses
that are very careful of the little children;
ants have milk-cows and dairies; when they
are traveling, ants send out scouts who some
times build detours, then come back and
report; when danger approaches a colony of
ants every member is notified and precautions
are taken for protection.
So much for the ant, but. the bees are the
wisest people in the world, size considered.
A whole hive of 9,000 bees can be packed
into a half-gallon measure, and it takes 5,376
ordinary working bees to weigh a pound; but
one of these little fallows seems to have more
sense in a minute than some of us have all
day. •
Bees, in addition to being highly social,
display mutual intelligence and sympathy—
systematically dividing their laboi—and they
are skilled architects as well as public-spirited
citizens. X, /
When bees move into new houses, (the first
thing they do is to clean it out thoroughJy.
The ' ,v Rwyart Cell,’ ! *is chrefti1ly'ftJ6ked after
and the queen is adored. Old queens are
quite jealous of young queens and sometimes
iting them to death. Occasionally there is
rivalry between young queens, and then the
jther bees from a ring and watch the prize
fight with great interest, rooting the stronger
bee to victory. Usually, in every hive, there
are a number of drones, just' waiting to see
which one the queen will choose for her hus
oand. After the queen has made her selection,
the bees masascre all the other drones; they
are unwilling longer to feed those who do not
work. .
Did you ever see an old man bee,
home late in the afternopn, with his
J *o overloaded with honey that he had
lie down on the front porch of the hive?
We hope he didn't catch cold and die
exposure, for the life of a hard-working
is only six to sight weeks, anyhow.
But the Editor says, “Stop I Your
is full.” But let me say this one word more:
if you wish to read something as interesting
as human history, as thrilling as a detective
story or a romance, see what the encyclopedia
•ays of ants or get a book on the bee.
Invest In And Around Griffin
GREATER FRUIT
SHIPMENT.
The Bureau of Railway Economics, gt
Washington, reveals that rail shipments of
resh fruits and vegetables have practically
doubled in the last ten years. The. increase
ja due largely to improvements in methods
of transportation of such perishable commodi
ties.
Thi» represents a real service to the nation
*» a whole. It has meant that more and
more people have been able to enjoy such
foods J "out of season; the housewife no
onger mas to rely on the can opener between
September and July. The inhabitant of the
northern part of the country no longer fiirds
lis wftiter diet a vastly different affair from
Sis summer diet. Both his health and his en
joyment of life have been enhanced.
Invest In And Around Griffin
A New York psychologist calls A1 Smith a
"syntonic type." Another gentleman trying
to work up a debate?
——"Invaol in And Around Griffin”
They're printing the smaller currency now,
\ newspaper manVclothes will have even less
.eason to be bafcgy.
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no interest in Rod whatsoever. His
t° ne was s0 caustic and short, that
Bertie Lou had quickly hung up.
So Cyrus had come to hate Rod
at last!
When Bertie Lou's house was
completed in late spring she
Used it feir sale.
A thin, oldish young’ man left a
cheap furnished j room in a poor
section of the city on the day the
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advertisement appeared and bought
a bunch of bananas from a fruit
“stand. Ttte. dealer wasted no money
in paper bags.
The young man tucked the news-! '
paper wrapped bundle under his I
arm and went back to his room I
He had been illy nourished for 1
wceks, so he-climbed the four flights
ol stairs slowly. prepar-1 |
In his room he set about
ing his frugal lunch. A banana and
a glass of milk.
Perhaps he would get a job that
day, or the next. It had been a
long lane he’d been wandering down.
Jobs had marked it like milestones.
Jobs that he could not hold because
a face with soft brown eyes tender
lips Intruded itself between his eyes
and the pages of his ledgers. Fig
ures and memories did not mix in
bookkeeping.
One kindly boss had told him to
take a course in concentration. The
trouble was that he concentrated too
deeply, but not upon his work.
Once he had been out of - a job
for weeks and his money hud gone
entirely before he found another, a
temiiorary place, special work. He
had gone hungry then. And he
had not eaten n solid meal since,
even when he was employed, It
proved to be a sound Idea, because
It enable him to eat (the other
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When he left her at the door of
her rooming , house he gazed very
earnestly into her eyes. Bertie Lou
put out a hand to tell him good
night. He took it and did not let
it go.
“I wish you would let me take
care of you,” he said. “This is so
dumb, Bertie Lou; your living in a
place like this.”
“Maybe it is,” Bertie Lou return
ed with a wistful smile, “but just
now, just this minute, Marco I’m
glad I didn't listen to you.”
She was thinking of the call she
was going to make the next day—the
telephone call to Cyrus Loree. There
was no hope of a reconciliation with
Rod—she wasn’t sure that she could
love the man Lila had made of him
as she had loved him when he was
her ideal—but still she found a faint
measure of happiness in being un
changed herself; in being the same
Bertie Lou that Rod had married.
A miracle might happen—she did
not expect it to, but it might. Cy
could tell her something fine of Rod.
It might be a mistake about him
and Lila. It might be. And then
she would be so indescriabiy, so de
liriously happy that she had not
said yes to Marco.
She laughed at herself as she un
dressed for bed, laughed and called
herself a little fool. It was a sad
sound, her laughter. And partly on
account of Marco. She hated to
treat him shabbily, keep him hang
ing on until she made up her mind.
Her mind was made up! Why had
she thought such a thing?
Bertie Lou lay long awake, asking
herself questions. And she found
that under all her surface denials
and even her joy in being free to
dream impossible dreams of a re
union with Rod there was a feel
ing of satisfaction in her heart over
knowing that Marco stood by to take
her out of her hall bedroom when
ever she wgs ready to leave it.
It made her feel like a cheat. To
be subconsciously leaning upon his
love, while professing her determin
ation not to accept it, was decietful,
she realized.
She broke the next engagement
she had with Marco. She told him
the phone; that she would not see
him again.
Marco worked up a little huff
over it. A huff that lasted several
days, during which time he made
no attempt to set? her.
Bertie Lou went back to work.
She was in a dual state of firm
ness and softness. She would be
firm about Marco, but she was ex
tremely tender over the house she
was building. It was to be the
temple of a ghostly love. Rod was
dead. Her Rod, that is. The oth
er? She would forget him.
Cyrus had spoken very abruptly
to her when she had telephoned
and asked about Rod. She had giv
en a fictitious name and said she
was from Rod's home. And Cyrus
had let, her understand that he had
Rod—it was Rod, of
it twice, put it down and later
it again. It was a silly ad, sort
A sideshow trick of someone,
surmised. He wouldn't pay any
tention to it if it weren’t at
fields—and he hadn’t gone
with Bertie Lou to look over
place as a prospective home site.
remembered how much lie d
little,house out there in
ticular.
He kept on thinking of
until suddenly he was seized with
a desire to see the place again. He
had never gone back after that
visit. Why not go and see this
house that was advertised?
An hour later lie was on the train
with a return trip ticket to Moon
fields in his pocket. The day was
Sunday, and it seemed that New
York was trying to depopulate it
self. Rod had to stand. But he was
so glad to lie going some place, to
Ijgvc a destination other than an
office waiting room, that he was in
different to discomfort.
From the station he walked to the
rows of cottages. It was* 1 easy to
find the one he sought. Why, it
must be the very one he had look
ed at with Bertie Lou. Rod stood
a moment on the sidewalk a^d sur
the house with a feeling oi
being in a trance. No, this was
brand new, but he would have sworn
lt was the same house. His memory
have played him a trick.
Then he looked down the street,
the other houses. No two were
alike, but in some there was
similarity. He told himself this
must have been copied from
one he had liked so much. “Not
very lucky house, in spite of its
he mused, thinking of the
He wondered if anyone
to show it to him. He
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half of the time. That is to say,
he was without work as often as
he had it. But he was never down
to hte last lienny again.
There was one job on which he
seemed to be making good, when
he was served with papers in di
vorce proceedings. Then he slipped
back into the habit that had cost
him his earlier positions. He fell
to dreaming of Bertie Lou.
He was always thinking of her.
Even now when his lunch was over
he started to peruse the male help
wanted colums of the newspaper
that had been wrapped about the
bananas.
There was nothing lor him. He'd
have to - start the round of em
ployment agencies again. His eye
wandered from the last help want
ed column to the next. It was hou
ses for sale.
Here was one in Mooniields.
Wasn’t that the place he had gone
to with Bertie Lou? Sure it was.
He read on with awakened interest,
The advertisement intrigued him.
It didn't sound at all like a regular
ad. All about a house that had
been built too late for the owner to
be happy in it. And only happy
people were asked to come and see
it.
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have tqste and a feeling for the
right things.
At first she had intended furnish
ing this little house from the things
she had in storage. But they did
not fit into her conception of it as
an abode of happiness. Had she
started out with Rod as he had
begged her to she never would have
bought for this house the things she
had chosen for their apartments.
She wanted everything here to be
perfect— as she and Rod would have
had it had they built it together
Governed by this obsession, she
finally sold the furniture in storage
and bought all new things. .Simple
things, that cost but little more
than the money she realized on the
sale of the more costly furniture,
Therc’d been a lew pieces to re
turn, as she decleared herself un
able to^complete the payments on
them.
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There was nothing for Rod to rec
ogilizc, except the exquisite taste
that characterized Bertie Lou. But
good taste was not exclusively hers.
SHU, he iet himself fancy that
Bertie Lou had furnished it for
their home. And he had another
illusion too, one that was not so
easily understood. He imagined
that some unseen person was wateh
ing him. Several times he turned
his head quickly and once he was
sure a bit of dress disappeared be
hind a door,
But why should anyone hide?
Perhaps it was not convenient for
the mysterious person to make an
appearance but was it necessary to
follow him all over the place?”
Rod was puzzled, until he decided
that there were two women alone in
the house and they were nervous
about his presence ‘ T guess I do
fiobk like a tramp,' 'he remarked
mentally, excusing them. "It’s &
wonder they let me in. They must
thought he saw a movement at
of the windows. A moment
he lifted the wrought iron
and annourtt-cd his presence.
The door was opened by a
with a round, good natured
whereon were heaps of freckles
a nice grin.
"How do you do?’ said
"This is the house that was
tised. ,1 believe."
"Why yes. it is,” the g,rl told
pleasantly and held the door
wider. "Won’t you come in?”
Rod stepped inside. One
showed him that the interior,
much as he could see of it,
just like the other house. “If
memory is accurate,’ he said to
self.
“Pretty nifty, isn’t it?” the girl
who had admitted him
Rod nodded absentj-mindedly. It
was charming. The way Bertie
might have furnished it, he thought
No matter where you put her
made her surroundings attractive.
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He’d have been surprised if
had been granted a glimpse into
hall bedroom. Bertie Lou had lack
ed any incentive to beautify it.
had forgotten, too, iier untidy bed
room in the last apartment they’d
in 4he did
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know I’ve as much chance of buy
ing this house as I have of buying
the public library."
Indeed, his secret observer hfcd
formed a pretty clear idea of his
ability to purchase her property, but
it did nolj worry tier in the way he’d
expected.
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Bertie Lou had seen him irom the
window as he stood before the house
She had been looping back the ruf
fled curtains when she chanced to
glance out of the window. For a
moment she had not ..moved, had
been trapsfiked to the spot. If
couldn't. be! This was worse than
anything that had gone before.
she losing her mind?
Then Rod had looked directly
her window. She drew back auto
matielly. Why? She didn’t ask
herself. The movement was
tive. A protective one, and
thing she wished to protect
her desire to have Rod come
her house—his house, their
It was n’t necessary to put her
stinct into words, to tell herself that
he would not'enter if he knew that
she was there.
Not for an instant did she be
lieve that he knew it was her house.
But she did observe his
That was after a closer look,
he was in the hall.
She had called to Bessie as Rod
walked up the front steps and told
her to admit him. “But don’t men
tion me, or my name,” she
ed. “I’ll explain later.”
She hardly knew what to do!
head was buzzing with ideas.
the thought that stayed
was “Why has he come?”
She toll, herself with a
throb of joy. that he had come
Hie same reason that brought
to Moonfields.
Memories!
“Lila has broken with him
her heart sang. She couldn’t
feeling glad. She’d rather have
die of a broken heart than
at Lila's feet.
She did not believe that Rod
self had given up Lila. For the
terness that .Cyrus had shown
speaking of him did not help her
a higher opinion of Rod than
ha<f before.
If only she could clind
pretend that Rod had gauged
character at last, had been too
cent t(j remain under her sway. But
no, she could not deceive
She had hoped too much in vain.
Rod hat} come back because mem-
i JUDGE
W. A. Covington
Able and Eloquent Orator
Speaks At City Hall
Thursday Night, 8:00 P. M., Aug. 23
The Public Is Cordially Invited, Scats
Reserved for Ladies
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Under Auspices
Anti-Smith
Democratic Club
of Spalding County
Ten years ago you nobly resisted the advance of the Kaiser’s
horde. Yon gave your mrans, you gave your sons, you gave your
lives If need be, but right now a greater menace is at your door,
far more imminent, far more insidious, The foreignizing and
liquorizing Tammany Hall seeks lo enslave not only your bodies
but your very souls.
(’oitir out Thursday night and show the politicians that they
have made a fearful mistake in surrendering our GRAND OLD
DEMOCRATIC PARTY lo the Tammany thieves.
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In November teiw^ears ago you annihilated the Germans.
What are you going to do next November?
ADVISORY COMMIT I EE
\V. C. Jackson, chairman, i.ewi., YV. Thomas, George N. Mur
ray, Paul I'lynt, (' S Br.van, L YV. Edwards. Geo T. Pursley, Rev. *
vou Hagen, J. YV Hunt, Ernest YVillis, Jim. H. Rogers. Hal Hevlerc,
II. J. Maddox, 11. J. Copeland, (Mlgr.l J. D; Kilgore, J. T. Daniel,
YV. A. Brooks, J. II. I’oteel, C. C. Smith, J. It. Jinks, M. YV. Hoggs,
Rev. J. Alton Davis, YV. (’. MrAbre, Otis Snider, ‘ •unfit it! Houl<\s,
Vernon Greer, II. C. lluckaby, Rev. John Norton, John Bryant, Nr„
J. V. Mestmor'eland, L. R. Jimmerson, J. R. Childs, Dan S.
Pritchett, Arthur J. Copeland, (j. Yv.
LADIES ADVISORY COMMITTEE
Mrs. YVilbur Brown, chairman, Mrs. J. H. Cheatham, Mrs. J.
I*. Nichols, Sr„ „ Mrs. J. . .. M. „ Matthews, . Mrs, E. P. Edwards Mrs J
C Dozier. Miss Myrtlee Bailey, Miss Ros.ie Belle N-wton Mra J
K. J haxlon, Mrs. (. II. YVrstbrook. Mrs. Ernest YVillis Mrs 11 M
Griffin, Mrs. A. S. Murray, Mrs. YV. R. Crowder. Mrs. Paul livnt’
Mrs. A. C. Laynr, Mrs. YV. C. MrAbee, Mrs. Eugene Bowles, Mrs.'
E C. Snider, Sr., Mrs. .I S. Hollingsworth. Miss Madelyn Matthews.
Mrs. R. J. Deane. Mrs. B. B. Brown, Mrs, YV. A. Brooks. Miss Ida
RutT.
cries were all he had now to heal
a sick soul. Perhaps he was sorry;
perhaps he even wished he could
recall the days of their marriage.
Bertie Lou told herself these
things. And then she remembered
the manner in which Rod had de
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serted her, the cold impersonal
note he had left.
No, she would not forgive him.
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(To Be Continued.)
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