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I IN A TERRIBLE FIX I
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>♦* By William bloss. $
Without question I felt like that
unhappy principal in one of the
-* , fables of Aesop—
i. that long-eared
(( t Z and four-footed
ass who starved
y to death between
\ two luscious and
Vw C succulent bales of
sp J hay, unable reso-
' i "&l' 7 lutely to declare
Jhimself upon
1 k which one first
h e regale
his appetite. It
* s trufc 1 have & ut
v|| W gsfcsg twc feet. As to
W g rapl the length of my
ears I 'am begin
k ning to entertain
Dl disquieting appre-
T hensions.
’ y And yet, and yet,
I there are decis-
ions even more difficult to make than
those confronting an umpire in a
world’s championship pennant battle.
Os course as to the main point, I
have known for three months it is
necessary 'for me either to marry
some dear girl with plenty of money
of her own, or —horrible alternative!
—go to work. I have a cultivated
disinclination to go to work for the
mere base purpose of being paid for
it. Wages is a word abhorrent, to my
breeding. It smacks of the prole
tariat, of the sordid, the lowly, the
unbaked and soggy undercrust of the
social pie. *
Father worked, naturally. Most
fathers of any account do. I under
stand. Good old dad! He locked me
out of the loaves and fishes cupboard
all right and tight enough when he
quit, but I hold no grudge. In his
day and in his way he was good to
me. Here’s to him. This is beastly
cheap sherry, but what can one drink,
fit to drink, on $3,600 a year? Mar
jorie has $36,000. If she were my
fiance instead of my sister that would
be an income not half bad, for two
people.
I’m to have my $36,000 per when
I’m forty. Lord! Ten years to wait.
What an age! That is the reason
this marriage matter perplexes ' me.
We must admit the nuptial necessity
as a conditional and not a theoretic
confrontation.
The trouble lies in this—there are
two of them. I stand between them
even as the Aesopian ass, unknow
ing where to browse. Charlotte is
fond of me, I know. She has more
than as much as told me so. If only
Grace Dalzelle had Charlotte’s money!
1 am not quite sure how many mil
lions Charlotte will have some day.
It’s something quite incredible. Old
man Flaxhaver is still piling them
up, they say. He’s a grouchy old
beast and has “views.” Thinks men
ought to work. Last time I dined at
his house he quizzed me about my
“career.” Said every American worth
his salt ought to have an aim in life.
Said dad was one of the best men he
ever knew.
r Mind you, I can marry Charlotte
all right enough, any old day, or
night. She’ll elope as fast as I’ll
take her. But I’m in doubt; I’m in
doubt. Old Flaxhaver stickles for his
paternal and parental authority. If
he got his back up about thinkless
chee-ild he might not get it down till
after sackcloth and ashes had done
their awful worst to Charlotte and
poor Charley Lavender.
My predicament is really no less
than sickening. Grace hasn’t a cent,
worth speaking of. Maybe $20,000
life insurance Dalzelle left her out
of his wreck, after he had blown his
brains out the day they sky-highed
U. P. to 1,000.
It’s when I’m with Grace that I
fully determine to tell Charlotte
“there are insuperable obstacles
which must forever forbid our union”
—I have it written cut, along those
lines, and it isn’t bad. And then,
after I leave Gface, and my hot blood
cools and the sweet sting of her
kisses no longer burns in my mouth,
1 have to come down to earth and
remember my duty to nr "elf and my
family, if I should ever have one. It
can’t be expected it is a ro?n’s social
duty to rear a lot of paupers.
And this is Decision Day. Marjorie
said she would give me until tonight
to quit being a fool. Grace and Mar
jorie are chums, you see. Sis says
she will lend me $3,600 a year on my
prospects if I' marry “right.” I know
what that means. I might do worse
than “right.” If there’s a prettier
’•1 in the world than Marjorie Lav
ender it’s Grace Dalzelle.
And. then, I love her. Though I
am a loafer, she. too, loves me.
She Expected it.
The steamship moved slowly up the
Narrows, abreast of Quarantine. There
was a tremendous rattle and' clank
and splash. Aunt Drusilla called a
steward.
“What was that, steward?” she
asked.
“Nothin’ lady—only dropped the an
chor, ma’am.”
“I thought they would,” answered
Aunt Drusilla disapprovingly. “They’ve
been very careless with it. I’ve seen
It hanging over the side all day.”
The Doctor's Calculation.
Foozle—Doc Woozle wants ter sell
tils auter.
Biff—What’s the reason?
Foozle —He Aggers that the one that
buys it will be a steady patient ever
TURK BLAMES ALL ON GOD
W. Y. Morgan Writes of the Astound
ing Fatalism of the Subjects of
; the Sultan.
The Turk is the only real gentleman
in Europe, measured by the standard
that a gentleman is a man who won’t
work and doesn’t work. The Turk will
fight, he will endure, he will fast, he
j will die, but he will not work. He
does not get the idea at all. For gen
erations back he has been a soldier
I and a governor of conquered people
who provided him with means of sup-
I port, or he killed them or they killed
I him. There was no word in the dic-
• tionary of his life which meant hard
' labor or wise management. His wants
were simple, a wife or two, more if he
could afford them, bread, tobacco and
time to think. His education consisted
in learning to read the Koran and in
discussing philosophical questions. As
' a governor of the conquered ne failed
I because he had no executive ability,
'no foresight, no common sense. His
I only idea was to get all he could out
of the taxpayers now and let the fu
ture 'take care of itself. He built no
I roads, he developed no mines, he in
vented no process or machine.
i He merely enjoyed the life that was
before him, considered all other peo
ple beneath his notice and rested as
i sured that in the sweet bye and bye
1 he would be in heaven with houris to
• comfort him in the million of years to
| come. If he lost a fight—it did not
, matter, it was only fate. If Bulgaria
i won her independence—fate. If Italy
took Tripoli—fate. He fought to the
finish, but did not worry about his
losses and right now when his coun
try is apparently going to smash and
the high cost of living has reduced the
j ordinary Turk to small victuals and
only one wife, he calmly puts all the
responsibility on his god and sits and
meditates as he did when everything
was coming his way. Like the Chris
i tian, he believes that “God moves in
a mysterious way his wonders to per
form,” but unlike the Christian he ac
cepts what happens as being the will
' of God and therefore to be accepted
i by his people.—W. Y. Morgan in the
i Hutchinson News.
1 Town and Gown.
| In the thousand years of its history
, Oxford has never had a mayor from
, the university. That event now, ap
parently, impends. The election of
Rev. William Edward Sherwood, mas
ter of arts of Magdalen and Christ
church, is considered certain. Though
not born in Oxford, Mr. Sherwood was
an Oxford boy, educated in the Mag
i dalen college school. This long-de
ferred choice of an academic mayor
originates in the antagonism which
used to exist between town and gown,
an antagonism which has long since
been outgrown in Oxford, but which is
readily understandable from the ex
perience of younger academic commu
nities. In the old academy towns of
New England the feeling used to run
high, because education was then the
privilege of the few. As education in
creasingly comes within the grasp of
; the many this antagonism evaporates
; of itself. The probable election of Mr.
, Sherwood as mayor of Exford may be
j read as an. expression, a trifle belated
i perhaps, that in Oxford at least these
i old enmities are entirely past.
Roman Coins Long Hidden.
: Discovery of Roman coins has just
! been made by a workman at Balgreg
. gan Quarry, in the parish of Stoney
-1 kirk, Scotland. While the quarrymen
' were removing soil from the top of
the rock they came upon a large num
! her of coins about a foot from the sur
| face. On a further search being made
1 over a hundred bronze coins were
1 found, some of them in excellent pres
ervation. They represent the reigns
of five or six Roman emperors and
empresses, and the portraits and flg
' ures of men in various attitudes of the
I chase and war are in many cases re
; markably distinct. Part of an urn of
i baked clay was also found with the
coins. It is ribbed on the inside, and
probably contained the ashes of an
cient warriors, as well as being a re
pository for the coins. It is believed
that the coins have lain where they
wer found for a thousand years. Ar
ticles of antiquarian interest have al
ready been found in the district.
Had Fun With Bridegroom.
An amusing sequel to the marriage
, of a young Scots Grey bandsman and
a beautiful girl occurred not long ago.
At the wedding which tool place by
special license, at Mt. . : y s church,
Sheffield, the bride was' accompanied
only by a girl friend. The secret leak
ed out. and the comrades of the bride
groom flocked into the church. The
band was fulfilling an engagement at
an exhibition in the city, and the
bridegroom had to hasten from the
church to take his place for a perform
ance. To his amazement the band
master, as soon as the musicians
liad taken up their instruments, gave
out a wedding march. While the
bridegroom was bravely playing his
own marriage music some people in
the stall showered confetti on him. —
London Mail.
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Thirst Strike.
Her Husband—We shall see you
’ungerstrikin’ next time, Sal.
His Wife—Ho, ho, not ’unger—a
thirst strike now, that’s me; (dream
j ily) an’ then p’raps they’d forcible
; drink me—ah!—London Sketch.
Futile Regret
“I sometimes wish,” the beautiful
star petulantly said, “that I had never
I become an actress.”
“Don’t fret” replied the manager,
who was becoming weary of her, “yen
sever did.”
| CARRIED IT OUT WELL |
V V
V I V
By H. T. GRAHAAI.
“Tut, tut, Birdie; what is it all
about?”
miMM|i| Big George
I r PM Sampson eat
| j ' down on the
RkIWfPFfIWS iH lounge where he
Bx_ w' had found his wee
bit of a wife cry-
A lng in Gie sofa P 1 1"
lows and gently
■ lifted her to Ism.
Ikk \ A ■ th o house
Ilk' Party a success?”
ill ink . - he asked, gently,
’ “ or has th® cook
lifl gone wrong
'il / again?”
II j| is a pig-headed,
obstinate brute,
m IB and I hate him,”
I'j st 99 remarked the
i|jy 2c B young wife, irrele-
■ B vantl y- “And as
I 'Hu f° r Garr^e Hep-
II j 11l burn, I will never
j // ’ll speak to her after
i II this party is
,i 1/ 11 ° ver -”
j " V And she stamped
" her pretty foot
spitefully on the rug and jabbed the
tears from her eyes viciously.
“Will Cummings—Carrie Hepburn,”
repeated Sampson. “Why—what—
how—?” and his voice died away in
hopeless bewilderment.
“They are perfectly hateful,” replied
his wife. “Don’t you see, you great
goose. I got up this party and went
to all the trouble and have endured
a whole week with a house full of
people when I might have had you all
to myself—and why?”
“Bless me if I know,” replied Samp
son.
“Why, it was all to get Will and
Carrie together and make a match —
don’t you see?”
“You’re a darling,” he whispered,
holding her tight. “Well, what’s gone
wrong?”
“Everything,” she replied, the tears
again starting to her eyes. “That
hateful Will Cummings will not even
look at Carrie. He flirts with all the
other girls and goes fishing with the
men, but I can’t get him into the same
room with Carrie, excepting at meals,
and then he changes seats with some
body or talks to somebody on the oth
er side or across the table. And the
worst of it is when by the most pa
tient and deep-laid diplomacy I do get
them together—as I have done several
times —then Carrie, the mean thing,
spoils it all and freezes up and drives
him away or goes away herself. It’s
too hateful for anything and I cannot
understand it at all.”
“Come, come,” said Sampson. “Don’t
take it so hard. What of it, anyway?
We’ve had a jolly week and what
does it matter to you if Cummings
and Miss Hepburn don’t happen to
fancy each other as you supposed. The
whole confounded lot of ’em are not
worth the tears you have shed today.
Pull yourself together and let’s go
down to dinner. This is the last eve
ning, you know. The party breaks
up tomorrow.”
Mrs. Sampson went into her room
to go through those motions by which
women eradicate the evidences ot
worry and trouble and wear and tear.
Presently she emerged looking freeh
and serene.
Her big husband looked at her with
mingled wonder and admiration, and
together they went down to greet their
friends. At the table Sampson noted
for the first time during the week that
Miss Hepburn and Cummings were
seated next each other. Now that he
noticed it, he remembered that they
had been “so seated since the party
convened. Presently Cummings be
gan a series of light passages with
Miss Gray, the big blonde daughter of
the Chicago banker, and presently, in
a manner half bantering, half gal
lant, proposed to young Mr. Carson,
he of the budding mustache and lilac
perfume, who sat next to her, that
they change seats, for which Mr. Car
son replied with the dignity becoming
his youth that he was well satisfied
y ith bis seat and his neighbors,
Sampson" glanced at Miss Hepburn.
She was absorbed in a discussion with
Professor Hedley, the spectacled spe
cialist on her left, as to the probable
•ultimate result of the gradual cooling
of the interior of the earth. Cum
j’ngs turned at once to Airs. Harriet
Matheryn Wells-Preston on his right
and plunged into active discussion on
woman’s rights.
Sampson glanced at his wife and
smiled indulgently. “This is one time
Birdie was fooled,” he said to him
self. .. “Cummings and Carrie don’t
care a tinker’s malediction for them
selves.”
After dinner Sampson suggested to
his wife that they go for a stroll.
Just without the edge of the circle
of light thrown from the glowing win
dows, in the shadow of a great park,
they ran right into another couple. The
man’s arms were around the girl’s
slender waist, and he strained her to
him with passionate strength. Her
arms were tight about his neck.
Sampson and his wife started back
in confusion. The other couple broke
apart with reddened faces and turned
to their host and hostess. There was
a cry of surprise from Mrs. Snnwtnr
—apoplectic symptoms on the part of
Sampson.
The other couple were Will Cum
mings and Carrie Hepburn.
A “hotel” for canaries, built by a
Berlin man, has elevators, electric
lights, winter garden and fountain.
Spring
Announcement
1 ll =ll
p HIS warm weather is a forerunner of an early Spring,
and realizing that the ladies want a hat for early Spring
wear, we have ordered a part of our ready-to-wear
hats shipped so that we will be ready to supply our customers
at once.
We expect a shipment about
'Tuesday, February loth,
Therefore,! if you! want to change from a Winter Hat to a
Spring Hat, you can find what you want at our store after
that date.
OUR Spring and Summer Opening will be on
! March 10th 11
Our line wilLbe, complete in every department on that date
with everything that is new and up-to-date.
OUR facilities for handling your trade will be better
than ever before in the history of our business. You are cor
dially invited to,attend our Spring Opening and ‘make our
store your headquarters while in the city.
Atkinson Millinery Company
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FRUIT and ORNAMENTAL
TREES, GRAPEVINES, ETC.
Also Simmons’ Seed Corn
for sale. Samples of Seed Corn,
and Irish Junipers can be seen
at the Piedmont Drug Store.
Fo r prices phone or write
P. B. Simmons, Gainesville,
Ga. Phone 2704.
NoticeofPublicorPnvaleSale
of a Good Home
/
7 Miles S. E. of Gainesville, Ga.
The Home Place of Joseph G. Allen of Tadmore District,
Hall County,Ga., will be sold before the Court House door
on the first Tuesday in March 1914, if not sold by private
sale before that date, on the following terms: To belsold on
| a cash basis of one-half (1-2) cash, balance to be paid in one,
| two and three years, at 7 percent from date. Notes will be taken
' and bonds tor titles given for the balance of the purchase
money, with the privilege of paying all cash.
The home place consists of a practically new house, 5
rooms and hail, front and back veranda, all ceiled inside and
painted outside; lightning rods, telephone (No. 4303), 7 miles
South east of Gainesville, Ga., Tadmore district, on rural mail
delivery line; splendid comm inity: one mile from Lebanon
Camp Ground, three miles from Harmony church, one mile
from Union Hill School, one mik from Odd Fellows’ Red
Men s Lodge, containing 87 acres of land; plenty of per on
the form; about 39 acres of go jd pasture; good young a-. de
trees, several varietk s just coming into bearing, 50 in number;
also 2 ■ splendid ussorte 1 peach trees, now bearing two years,
splendid log barn, with shelter all around it; good smoke house
with granary over it; blacksmith shop on the public road,
18x20 feet. This piace made 18 bales of cotton and 290 bush
els of corn, 2,G00 bundles of fodder in 1913.
Also at the same time and place will be sold, at private or
public sale, the 22 3 4 acres of land just across the road from
the above described place, and adjoining it, belonging to Jo
seph G. Allen. All practically new land, in splendid state of
cultivation for the past two or three years, 20 acres being in
cultivation, made about 10 bales of cotton and 50 bushels of
corn in 1913.
Both of the above described places are in a splendid com
munity, close to churches, schools, etc., and said property
will steadily increase each year in value from its peculiar sit
uation and advantages.
For further information write to or call and see Joe G
Allen at his home, Gainesville, Ga., R. F. D. No. 4, or call and
see or write to • g
w. I. HOBBS,
- GAINESVILLE, GA.