Georgia Historic Newspapers

    MY DEAR CHIL.DREX;
I wish you were all here with me, so that we could have a real chat, nut
this is next best.
One of my nieces sent in her letter some jasmine leaves. They were
so sweet, and I put them in my '•pot-pourri.” As I did. the thought came
to me that with all the lovely roses.and fragrant flowers that grow In your
gardens what delicious pot-pourri you could make; so I'm going to tell you
what I’m putting in mine and how to tre it the leaves.
As your roses and other fragrant flowers are ready to shatter, gather
the petals, put them loosely in an open box. let them dry. adding morn
leaves as you collect them. If you have any lemon verbena, be sure to put
as manv fresh leaves in the box as you can spare. When you have gathered
and dried enough for the sachet bags you want to make, add a little of the
following spices, cinnamon and cloves, teaspoon to a pound of petals. It is
e good plan to put a small amount of sachet powder if you have it —-sa '
azurea, a dime’s worth, to your leaves, and put the whole amount into a<
glass preserving jar. screw the top on tight and leave for several days. It
Is then ready for use and is as fine, if not finer, than any expensive sachet
that vou can buy. Let me hear of your success.
Now. nephews, don’t feel that Aunt Julia hasn’t you in mind Just as
much as her nieces, for she has; and next week I want to ask you to do
something for me that will really mean a great deal of pleasure and help to
you. _ With love. AUNT JULIA.
rtearaot Vunt Julia and Ousfne: I am an
other little S'rt from South Carolina. I lire
near the tittle town of Blsboprille. I hare
fixe brothers and three elaters; all are marred
but myxlf ;rd two little brothers. I am the
baby girt sad the oldest one at home. I ata
fifteen, hare Hack, wary hair, light blue eyes
and fair om;«lexion. I lire on a farm and I
think country life ia auch a dear life.
I am a little Christian girl; bare been earr
ing the ia»ni for one yeat and 1 find much
pleasure in < hrtstian life. I bop* - all the dear
cousins that see not a true Christian will be
come good, true Christians sad work for ths
Lx>rU.
lallie Bur.eson. 1 will answer your riddle;
How long was Jacob's ‘adder? It reached trom
earth to neareu.
Well, aa aty letter is getting long and this
is my first I bad better ckse. Hoping to »>*
uua in print. Would like very much to hear
from some «t you cousins as 1 enjoy reading
your letters -nd especially dear Aunt Julia s.
• With best wishes to Aunt Julia and cousins.
1 am. a *• cousin.
LILA V. REYNOLDS.
Bisbvprtlle. 8. C.. Route No. 4.
Lear Aunt Julia; Uete comes another Geor
gia boy to join your happy band. 1 live on a
rarm of about 1W acres, eight miles south of
Nashvll;e. Ga. I go to school five months of
the year. 1 am in the fifth grade. 1 like
to bunt Jnd fish. 1 like to go in bathing. 1
am twelve years old and weigh about 75 pounds.
I will stop because this is my first letter. Good
wishes to Aunt Julia and the cousins.
Kl6B AM DEVANE.
Nashville. Ga.. R. F. D. No. 2.
Dear Aunt Julia: Here comes a Florida girl
to join your happy band. I have knocked twice
before but my letter* were not printed. 1 live
seven miles from Orlanda. Fla., on the Dixie
Highway. Thia is a very beautiful part of the
country. We nave two medicinal springs to go
in bathing tn. Some of you cousins come go
fishing with me. Marcus White. I think it
is a good plan for Aunt Julia to puMish her
birthdate. Aunt Julia, we certainly appreciated
aavmg your picture at the top of the page. It
makes the letter bos so much mere attractive.
1 am a ’■freshman ' in high school. Will let
you gnesa my age, it is between fourteen and
seventeen years. Would like to correspond with
the cousin?. Will answer all cards and letters
received. Ashton Oxlin. I have brown eyes.
liiHxh I aiu not the girl you were speaking
stoat. Gladys Webb, the answer to your rid
dle is a postage stamp. The crate mill at
this place burned down May >2. It was a Urge
mill and it burned up in one night. What
do you cousins think about the war? We can
leak, ourselves happy and others too by help
ing those that are less fortunate than we.
From your Dixie coussn.
JEANNE CARRAWAY.
Lmkhart. Fta.
Dear Aust Julia and Cousins: Here comes
a cous.n front the dear <>ld state of Georgia.
Come on. *ov« and girls. »t't not let the other
states beat nr.
lam a little girl of fifteen summers Hate
Mack eyes, di-k hair and weigh Hl pounds.
I live in tue country oa r. farm of 102 acres.
My father is a physician. He owns a Ford
car. I .-an «rive very wen.
Lillian Milner. I think I can answer yo-ir
first riddl- . it is the letter M. is it not?
Sgv, cousins. who has my bbitrbday; it is
New Year’s. I am a New Year's present.
Well, con das. .1 am »t inking of »going a
berry picking this afternoon. I wish you all
were her- i« go with jte. I know we wo-sld
have a 4raud time. Would l±k<* to corre
spond ith - Tie of the cousins.” I will ring
off this time, so bye-bve with love to Aunt
Julia and th- cousins '
Your new cousin.
EVA MAE EVANS. "
Lto. Ga. • '
Dear Aunt Julia and Cousins: 1 am a little*
‘■southern xlrt" from the Mountain City of
South Carolina, or the textile center of the
south. I go to school, and am in the seventh
grade. My papa has been taking The Semi
Weekly Journal several years.
Utica. N. Y.. is a large city. We live on the
car line, sod opposite the Country club and golf
links* Oh. 1 was about to forget, and a beau
tify! lake with a little boat. The most of
the people here are Polish, and cannot under
stand English at all. There are about twenty
Catholic churches here in Utica, but we are
not Catholic. I go to the Methodist Sunday
school. •
Any cousin who wants to write a little
lonesome girl will receive an answer. With best
wishes to all. yours very respectfully.
AGNES SCOTT.
P. O. Bov 3M New York Mills. N. Y.
Dear Aunt Julia and Cousins: Will you please
admit a Florida girt into your circle? I haven't
*een very many letters from Florida, so thought
I would write one. We have been taking The
Journal for some time and enjoy it very much.
I w,U be glad to correspcud with any of the
couains and will answer all letters I receive.
Wishing the letter box success. I am.
Gainesville. Fla. ELLA BAILEY.
Hello. Aunt Julia! Will you please print
this latter, as I have written once before and
haven't «*en it in print. I live in Concord.
N". C.. hut I like country life best. I live
right close to Sunderland Hall college and
still closer to my school 1 am twelve years
* f age and work in the entton mill. I will
a<k a riddle; As round as a riddle and as rt<|
as a fiddle, end a little white spot in the
middle? I have no sister hut one brother six
years old. He has a little dog fnr a pet. He
is a little dog. but bw Is grywn. I hare twg
eats for my pete. It seems so nice to rea«i
Aunt Julia's letter and the roustns* also. 1
know we wtlj be pleased to *ee her picture.
VTho ha« my birthday. November 14? Come on.
North Carolina boys and girl, and write Annt
Julia a letter. With be«» w:«hes to Aunt
and the cousins. Tour friend.
GATHA I.ISK.
Coneord. N. c.. Rente a Box 27.
Dear Aun» Julia: Will ron let a Georgia
boy enter your han>y hand. 1 am eight
years «M: ■■ In the fourth grade. I will
answer er rd or letter I receive.
I wil’ dew by asking a riddle. What
open* and shuts?
I retrain.
THERON WEARCY,
Sycamore. Ga.
Route No. X Turner County.
Den.- Annt Julia: I have Just finished reed
ing the ir'jfT' fmm my ronr-ns and yon. In
y«wr last 1-tte- von said some day yon would
hare ywnr pictnre at the head. I think that
wIP la* grand to see oar dear aunt's sweet
I an. keeping up with ’’fine Woman's Story."
and tldnk It test fine, hut I dearly love tn
read r»y ronnii-s' ■tv’ aurfs letters. J am ■
little Florida girl of 12 years: weigh 72 pounds;
am f -ur feet io Inches tall. I live tn Del
ray. Florina I ws« bo-n and raise-! tn Thom
■•vlHe. Genrgto. b-*t when I was eight yoeto
old «e* rn—ved to Delray for my fathers
health. My rather has been taking The Jour
nal for mtr twenty years. He says be can
not kite It up. I would hate to give it up
I will b-- In the sixth grade next year. I
di-! not start to school until I was eight,
because I wa« not strong enough My teach-
er's name this year was Miss Netherton. I
dearly love iter. She was „ne of the nicest
teachers |'v hrrt. She lives in LaGrange. Ky..
so if anv of mv cousins wist- to write to her.
here her address: Mi«s Blanche Netherton.
IgGrange. Ky. I know she w—ild enjoy y-«ir
letters. With love to Annt Julia and cousins,
MARY STRINGER.
Delrsy, Fla.
Dear Amt J> lia: Wil! you admit an Alabama
girl into y--ur happy hand of cousins? 1 live
in town Ind like it fine. I io-l-ng to the To
mato club. We are going to have a short course
the last week in this month. Well, as thia is
my first time. I will ri-we. Would like to
correspond with the cousin*. Will anwser all
card* and letters received. With love
Clanton. Ala.. ANNIB LOWE.
Dear Aunt Julia . and Coualns: As I
haven't seen any lettera from Etowah county.
I thought that I would write one. I am ten
year* ola. I live on a farm of 140 aares.
I like farm life fine. Here the wild flowers
are plentiful and the Climate ia very pleasant.
The Coosa river flows through the center of
this county.
As for pets 1 haven't any. My occupation
1* waeaing the disbea and feeding chickens.
GLADYS WaTsON.
Gadsden. Ala., Route 4.
l«ear Au.it J-'lia and Cousins: Will you ad
mit anoth-r r'lorida girl igto your circle of
hai-pj boy* rm! girls. I have been a leader of
the dear Md Journal for some time. 1 enjjy
reading Mutt and Jest and "One Woman a
Story," but 1 enjoy reading the cousins letters
beet of aIL I live on a Girin and 1 like country
life fine, out 1 like to visit in the city some
times. Hut !n the country we can gather the
beautiful wild flowers and have picnics aud
have such iolly times. Some of you couslus
say that you «rochet and trt. I can tat a very
little but -.au't crochet but would like very
much to Harn. I tfhnk that it is so nice for
Aunt Julia to write some. too. 1 think her
ideas about giving us the names of g>»“l books
are simply grand. 1 sure enjoy reading. »Ve
bate a nice garden and mother has quite a lot
of little cuicks. 1 would like very much to
correspoo.i a ith any of t><- cousins especially
Mr. William R. Green. I will close by asking
a riddle: "If a girl was born in Florida aud
lived in Georgia and died iu Texas, what would
she be?” Your niece and cousin,
VERA L. WHITTEN.
Dade City. Fla., Route B. Box bl.
Dear Aunt Julia and Cousins: I haven't seen
any letters from this part of tbe state, but I
am going to come if you all will let me. because
1 am lon.-aoue now and mother is off and has
been gone - »r nearly a month. We have been n
subscriber to The Semi Weekly Journal for
many years. Ob. I do enjoy reading the let
ters from tue cousins. I think it is so grand.
I live on a farm of 340 acres and like country
life fine. ‘>ecause you can raise so many differ
ent rtungs To eat. I think this war is awful.
I have three brothers old enough to go, but 1
certainly do hope they won't have to go. 1
will b«- seventeen years old June 11th. Who has
my birthday? I agree with Lillian Milner. I
think it nice for Aunt Julia to tell us her birth
date and ill the cousin* send her a nice pres
ent. I will for one. Oh! I was sure surprised
to see Aunt Julia's picture at the top of our
column. Come again. \*in->n Ozlln. you. too.
Alves F i'atton. your letters were fine. Would
like to corr. spon-1 with all the cousins or part
anyway. Will anawer I-ois Allison's riddle. It
is a watch.
Three -beers for Aunt Julia and tbe letter
box. WILLIE BENNETT.
Springvale, Ga., R. F. D. No. 1, Box 9.
D«*ar Annt irlla and eousins: Will you ailmlt
another tittle Georgia girl into your eorre
| arondenee .-bib? I're been reading the cousin*'
, letter* in Tbe Journal, and am interested ‘n
* them.
• 1 lire on a farm near the Chattahoochee
rirer ami sore do like it fine. Pspa carried
me to Port St. Joe. Fla., on the Gulf of Mex
ico, • May 13. I enjoyed my trip fine. We
hneight home a collection of beautiful assorted
sea shell*.
I can >ooi. sew, embroider and do lots of
various domestic work. My age Is fourteen
year*. I nn in the seventh grade. My mother
raises lots of chickens and hogs. Best of all
her poultry rhe likes Barred Rocks.
I will close by asking n riddle: How ma ty
peas are In * pint? Would like very much to
exchange letters and cards with some of the
girl cousin* who are near my age. With best
wishes to Aunt -Julia and cousins.
• MISS i X. L TCRNAGE.
Donalsonville. Ga.. Route B.
My Dear ‘.tint Julia and Cousins: Will yon
admit Into yonr happy band of correspondent*
a girl from the gem state. Idaho. I once lived
tn the dear <ld state of Georgia, when a verv
young girl. My father always ha* been a
subscriber »o the grand old Journal, and we
can't get tlong without It. I have been read
Ing Annt Tnlla’s letter box and a* I have not
yet seen a letter from Idaho. 1 thought I would
start. Os <onrse, as the people up here *re
not interest-■**! In the sunny south, you can’t ex
pect many 'ousina from here. But. I can as
sure roti I will be a constant correspondent,
for 1 <lo Itre to hear trom the Georgia boys
•nd girls. It seetn* to me like I already know
you all personally. I will be glad to exchange
photos with any of the cousins. Would alio
like to correspond with anv mv age. As mv
letter 1* growing long. I will have to draw
it to a close. I am eighteen vears old. 1 am.
lovingly. 'DAVIE HARKNESS.
Idaho Falla. Ma.. Ronte No. 3.
Dear A „ nt j haTe Inst finished read-
ing the consinaf letter* and decided t would
write again. I will not describe m*elf. as I
did that before. Annt Julia. I like the idea
«f yon planning to start a book shelf fine.
I The answer to Lena Croshv‘s riddle Is a mole,
i Yon Alabama boys and girls, wake np. von
bare slept long enough. I think. So 7 will
close, asking a riddle. “Why did Adam bite
tbe apple Eve gave him?" T»re to Annt Julia
■nd all. HARVEY FTLLER.
Hacoda. Ata.. R. F. D., No. 1. »
Dear Annt Jnlia: Will yon admit a little
fteorgfa boy into your happv band of cousins?
Here jnst finished reading tho consins’e let
ters and think the are jnst grand. I thought
I wonld write as 1 haven’t
three letters frotn Wheeler eounty. Say boy*,
how many of yon hare a watermelon pateh? I
have one that looks very nlee. Am expecting
to eat a ripe melon the first day of July, if
they make good like they hare so far. First
attempt, will stop. With best wishes to Aunt
Jnlia and tbe cousins,
MASSIE FTET.DS.
Stuckey. Ga.. Wheeler Co.
Dear Annt Jnlia and Conslna: Will yon
admit a North Carolina girt to loin you. I
! live in the eonntry and don’t like it mneh.
i How many of yon cousins can tat? I can
and like It fine. Here la a riddle, boys and
girts I bet you .can’t* answer: I washed
my hands tn water that never rained: ran
and dried them with a towel that was never ;
woven n«r apnn. I have a little garden. I I
lettnee In It. I wrote once before and never ;
I have got paoa. • beano. pepper and '
naw It In print and so I thought I srouid 1
write again. I hop<- to see this one tn print.
Well. I see Annt Julia coming with a switch,
so 1 guess I had better run.
Wishing Annt Julia and the letter box much
success. J am.
NAOMI HARRIS.
' Hekory. N. C.. R. F. D. 3. Box 40-C.
P B.—l would like t« exchange samples of
i tatting with oom* of the eooslna.
Dear A«nt Jnlia and Cmirins: Will you
please admit another Georgia girt In yonr
berry band of conslns. Papa take* the dear
old Semi-Weekly Journal. What do yon all I
do for a tatstfme’ I crochet and tat. I
■ tike to road. I will tell some of my favorite
j books; “Elsie Dinsmore” and "Three Little
(Women.” ' Sallle Mae Mathis. I will answer
your
will ask a riddle. When the clock strikes
thirteen, what time is It? I have a little
garden and sure do like to see it grow. I
wlli cloae. Bye-bye.
SARAH WILLIS.
Barnesville. Ga.. Rt. A. Box 2».
Dear Annt Jnlia and Conslns: Please admit
another Tarheel amongst the merry throng. I
am exceedingly glad that Annt Julia organ
ised the letter box for the special benefit of
we children of tbe old U. S. A. I think we
should almost wholly devote our agricultural
talent to tbe production of food crops. Boy*
can now do their “Mt” by planting any edible
crop, and thus weaken “old man starvation"
to some extent. < Jiris, yon can most ef
fectively "do your hit" in the household line.
I Experts of the department of agriculture at
Washington. I>. C.. have estimated that if juet
one onn<-e of edible meat or fat Is wasted by
each of the 2<>.ono,noo families In tbe United
States each day It mean* a total of 1.250.000
pounds per day, or the staggering total of
465,0(X>,000 pounds per annum, tbe equal of
THE ATLANTA SEMI-WEEKLY JOURNAL, ATLANTA, GA. t TUESDAY, JUNE 19, 1917.
ONE WOMAN’S
| STORY 1
CHAPTER XXXVI.
IT was as 1 had feared. From the
day Robert was appointed assist
ant district attorney 1 saw even
less of him than before. Now he wajs
scarcely ever at home save for meals,
often not then. Had it not been for my
precious babies, the care they needed, i
should have been desperate, as well as
terribly lonely. But with two children
and a wofully inefficient maid I was
kept very busy. Robert had decided
that we could not afford to take Martha
back, although she wanted to come.
Betty was about three months old
when one day after doing a little shop
ping I stopped at the office intending to
walk home with Robert —if he were go
ing home.
As I went into the tiny outer office a
woman sat there waiting. One of the
loveliest women 1 had ever seen. When
1 opened the door the woman started
and went very pale. Then she arose
abruptly and commenced to pace the
floor with quick nervous steps. I was
Just about to speak to her when Rob
ert opened the door and said:
'Come in now, Mrs. Lawson!” Then
as he saw me. "Don't wait for me, Mar
garet. 1 shall be late." He closed the
door.
I had a fierce desire to run after
them, to insist on hearing what my hus
band had to say to this beautiful wom
an whom her husband wanted to di
vorce. Intuitively I felt that in some
way this Mrs. Lawson would bring me
unhappiness.
I knew Robert, however, so I left the
875.000 steers or 3,000,000 hogs.
If one ounce of bread is wasted by each
family each day it means the throwing away of
875,000 pounds of flour each day, or 1,500,000
barrels each year—sufficient flour with, which
to make 305,000,000 loaves of bread Stated In
terms of wheat it is 7.000,0<i0 bushels. Cousins,
see the importance of saving? Your friend,
E. V. BOSEVELL.
Route 1, Box 8, fitch, N. C.
Dear Aunt Julia: I am glad that you have
started a letter box. I enjoy reading your
letters very much. I am a little Georgia girl;
live six miles from Quitman. on a litle farm;
like It flue. 1 am ten years of nge. and 1 am
in the sixth grade. For pastime I crochet, em
broider and help do other house work. 1 will
close. With love to Aunt Julia.
RT'TH TREADAWAY.
Quitman. Ga., Route 1. ...
p. S.—Would be glad to correspond with some
of the cousins.
Dear Aunt Julia ami Cousins: Will you ad
mit another Alabama girl into your happy band.
If 1 happen to pass the wastebasket this time,
give me a seat by Aunt Julia. Papa takes
The Semi-Weekly Journal and I like it fine.
Don't think I could get along without it. For
pastime, I am holding the hoe handle. I have
three bantams and a cat for pets. Will be
fifteen vears old the 11th of July. Who has
mv birthdate? I will close by asking a riddle:
In marble halls as white as milk, lined with a
skin as soft ns silk, within s fountain crystal
clear, a golden apple dot's appear. No doors
there are in this stronghold, yet thieves break
in snd steal the gold. I would like to corre
spond with the cousins. Will answer all let
ters and card* received. Your loving niece
and cousin, HAZEL GORE.
Clanton. Ala., Route 5.
Dear Aunt Julia: Can another Alabama boy
join your band? I will answer Lois Aillison’s
riddl*. Will sav it Is a watch. Hope my first
letter Will miss the wastebasket. Am twelve
year* old and am in the fifth grade. I go
fishing every week, but the creek has got so
Inga riddle.’ Higher than a house, higher than
Inga rlddleA Higher than a house, higher than
■ tree, oh, whatever can that be?
VIIAH CURLEE.
Clanton. Ala., R. F. D. No. 2.
Dear Aunt Julia: May I come in for just
a few minutes? I'll promise not to stay very
long. Hurrah! for your Georgia girls. I won’t
say boys, for they haven’t been writing much.
I knew no other state could beat us.
What have you nil been doing those hot
days? I've been helping mother in the garden
and rending most of the time, ns I don't tat
or crochet I spend most of my spare time
reading and drawing.
Aunt Julia, you don’t know how glad I was
to see your picture at the top of our page.
I know all the cousins are proud of their pretty
young aunt.
All the farmers around here are cutting and
thrashing wheat this week. I think they all
succeeded In their wheat Investment in spite
of the cold.
1 supi>ose all of yon go to Sunday school,
don't vou? I ntn teacher of the jtinior class
of the’ Methodist Protestant Sunday school at
Trinity ehurch. which is within about a quar
ter of a mile of my home. I have a very
nice set of children and certainly do enjoy
teaching them. We always have Childrens
day on July Fourth, and we all enjoy the day
so much better than we would If we spent it in
fishing, as lots of people do.
Now I will say good bye to all my friends
are I go. for I suspect Aunt Julia will soon be
calling Mr. Waste Basket.
Your loving niece and cousin,
ANNIE RELLE GRIMES.
Route No. 5. Snellman. Ga.
p. s. Birthday cards would be appreciated
on June 13.
Dear Aunt Julia and Cousins: Will you give
a little blue-eyed girl a space in your corner.
I certainly Jo enjoy read .ng tire letters.
Why don't more oft»«» Georgia girl’ write f
I like to .-ee letters from ' dear old Georgia.’’
I can .‘rochet and tat, bat like to tat the
best , .
I want to get on the bench with Eugene M.
Humphries tnd get her to teach me how to
rnise chickens. I can't nave any luck raising
them. ■ . ,
How many of the girls and boy* belong to
the canning aud p!g clubs? I don't, but wish 1
did.
I know this letter will hop right to the waste
basket.
As my letter is getting long, I will close
and come again.
Your niece and consin.
MARY BROWN.
Clermont. Ga., Box IIS.
p. S —Will be glad to correspond with any
of the eonsias. Will answer all letters re
ceived.
Dear Aunt Julia and Cousins: J have been
quiet for some time reading the letters in
the letter box. which I enjoy very much. 1
am eleven of age. Ain promoted to th*
fifth grade In trhool. 1 have five sisters, but
liaven't any brothers. 1 often wish I had a
brother. I have some pets, a pretty young
colt and ‘hr»e calves, but I like my oxen best
of all. f(jr wien I want a ride and papa hasn’t
time to drive the F<»rd. 1 Just take Buck out
and we go town the road.
I will dose by asking a riddle: What is
bought by the yard anl worn by the foot?
With love to Aunt Julia and the Cousins.
Your nephew.
CLIFFORD THOMPSON.
Soperton, Ga.. May 30. 1017.
Dearest Aunt and Cousins: Here comes a
Georgia girl to chat n while with you. Will
you please admit me in your Joyfnl band? Wns
really surpristd when Aunt Julia's picture ap
peared in the letter box; and. cousins, do you
wonder at her being so nice and kind? Know
you do not since seeing her picture. Om four
teen years of age, and am in the eighth grade
at school. For pastime I help mother and
garden and crochet. And I also like to read,
especially humorous hooks and adventure*. Come
on. cousin*, let’s go berry picking. How would
you do not since seeing her. picture. Am four
of this wan? I think It Is horrible. All
the farmers should plant a large food crop.
We have planted a very large one this year.
Well. I will go, as my letter might get too
lengthy. Come again. E. P Boswell. As over
your cousin. GEORGIA BIJ'E EYES.
Calhoun. Ga.
Dear Auntie: If at first you don't succeed,
try again. So here goes. Can’t resist saying
a word to Aunt Julia and the cousin*, or trying
to. anyway. I can crochet, tat. etc. Would
like to exchange samples with you rou’tns. How
many of you cousins are music lovers? I for
one. I »m teaching my little sister now.
Yea. Lillian Milliner. 1 agree with you about
knowing Aunt Julia’s birthday. Annie Cooper,
I have a sister that has yonr birthday and name.
I believe I will let you guess my age: it ia
between sixteen and twenty, and am a very
lolly little girl. 1 will bring this, my third
letter, to a close by wishing Aunt Julia sue
res* and the readers happiness. Would like
to correspond with you cousin*. All letters an
swered. LUCILE EVANS.
Adairsville, Ga.. Route 2.
Dear Aunt Julia and Cousins: Will yon please
allow a little Florida girl to join yonr happy
band? We are shipping many watermelons nnd
tomatoes from here now. How many of you
cousins like to farm? I do for one. For pets
I have two dogs, six little pigs, four cats, two
mules and lots of chicken*. How many cous
ins like to ride? Won’t you come and ride
with me? Cousins, wouldn't yon all like to
send Aunt Julia a birthday present? Hoping
to see this In print. I remain, a
LITTLE FLORIDA GIRL.
Be* Bldge, Fla.
By Carolyn
Beecher
office and walked slowly home. I should
have liked to wait for him, but I knew
he would be angry, then the babies
needed me at home.
"Hello, Margaret!” Myrtle Caldwell
called as she hurried up behind me.
“What’s the matter? I’ve called three
times and you have paid no attention!
"I didn’t hear you. I was busy
thinking.’’
“I should say so. Well, now that 1
have caught up with you I’m going to
stop by and see the children.”
"What kind of a woman is Mrs. Law
son?” I asked abruptly.
"Why—do you know her?" Myrtle
queried, looking keenly at me.
"No! if I did I shouldn’t ask you.
Rut what kind of a woman is she?”
“I have never met her, Margaret, but
I hear she is very highly educated,
very brilliant. She never goes any
where. nor has she ever returned the
calls made on her when she first came
here. 1 have heard that she is very un
happy with Peter Lawson. You know
he has sued, for a divorce.”
“I knew he wanted one; you remem
ber he asked Robert to take his case,
and Robert refused."
“I know. But why this sudden in
terest in Mrs. Lawson?”
“Oh, nothing! She is very lovely
isn't shet”
“One of the loveliest women I have
ever seen. What she ever married Pe
ter Lawson for I can’t see. His money
probably.”
"Have they any family—children? ’ I
asked, I didn’t realize It, but somehow
the thought of children steadied me.
"No—l believe they lost a boy. I
seem to remember hearing about it. It s
a shame for people so rich to be with
out children, people that can’t half care
for, or educate, them always have
plenty,” Myrtle answered.
We were at home by this time and
hurried up to see the children before
Betty should* be asleep. Bruce was
having his supper at the little table
which he considered his own property,
and his sweet face and loving cry of
welcome calmed me. Then as I kissed
him. and took Betty up in my arms, 1
forgot that my husband was alone in
his office with a beautiful woman, and
thought only of my darlings. Myrtle
too petted and praised them until the
clock struck six, and then with a laugh
ing remark anent Ned’s temper when
kept waiting for his dinner, she ran
away. ,
Until the children were tucked away
for the night I gave no further thought
of either Robert or Mrs. Lawson. But
when at half past seven Robert came
home, I questioned him.
"Was that Peter Lawton’s wife?” I
asked, pretending not to know.
"Yes.”
"What did she Want? She appeared
very much excited." I tried to speak
carelessly.
“She wished to see me on legal busi-
ress.
"Yes. but what kind of business?” 1
Insisted.
“She is going to ask for a divorce.”
“But I thought he” —
"He has commenced action against
her, and she intends to fight it, and
bring a counter action. Now that I
have told you suppose we have dinner.”
“And you are going to be her lawyer?”
I persisted, hoping he would say he had
refused to take her case, yet knowing
all the time what his answer would be.
"Yes.”
"But you refused her husband!”
"That was quite different. Mrs. Law
son is right. He was absolutely In the
wrong.”
"Also he's a man. and she a beautiful
woman!” I answered.
"That has nothing; to do with the
case. Now that your curiosity is satis
fied. I should like my dinner." and in
a chilling silence we sat down to the
table. ,
CHAPTER XXXVII.
MYKTIiE had said that Phyllis
Lawson was a highly educated
and brilliant woman. 1 knew
that she was unusually lovely. Is it
any wonder that my heart grew cold
with dread when I thought of her as
Kobert’s client? Os tn® long intei
views they would have in his office.
Interviews of which I knew he would teil
me nothing.
How sure Robert felt of me, tied
down at home with the housework,
which 1 still detested, and my two
babies. He Knew nothing of the
jealousy which tormented me. I
■would not submit to this kind of
thing. There weie men enough in the
world from whom to obtain business
without taking women clients!
Then there came a thought, born of
my jealousy. 1 was justified In doing
anything to keep my husband. 1
vould make him see tnat others ad
mired me, 1 would make him jealous!
perhaps if I could make him suffer
as he’ had made me, He would under
stand.
Then came the other and discon-1
certlng thought that I was helpless |
to retaliate. What could I do? Where
could I go, alone? I wished for Tod
Freeman, anyone of wnom I could
make use. 1 fell a sense of helpless
ness, of dullness, and stalcness. Life
was fearfully hard. I was in some
way always borne down by a feeling
that 1 wjs inadequate. That another
woman in my place could have ex
tracted more from life.
I felt that Phyllis Lawson was a
dangerous woman, dangerous to my
happiness. It took aJI my powers ot
repression to keep from insisting that
Robert refuse to go on with her case.
That he should put her out of our
lives and let some other lawyer ohh
age her affairs. I tried not to douot,
not to suspect—and all the while un
reasvning fear was gripping my heart.
I went about my work as usual. Even
it - k more pains to have home attrac
tive, the meals better cooiced. The irony
of it sometimes made me smile —the
heartbreak and loneliness —then the pri
mal demands of existence —food for hus
band and children —the everlasting hum
drum of living day by day.
"Be you feelin’ sick?" Matilda asked
one day as I was helping her with the
dinner.
"No .Matilda; why do you ask?"
“Nothin' much, ma’am, only you are so
quiet like.”
Robert hadn’t noticed that I was
"quiet like" even if Matilda had. He
never noticed anything, I thought bit
terly. He was too much engrossed in
other things.
“How is Mrs. Lawson's affair coming
on?” I asked him.
"Slowly," he returned. "We are try
ing to avoid publicity as much as pos
sible."
"We,” he had said. This linking of
himself with his beautiful client was
gall to me.
“Has Mr. Lawson decided to give her
the divorce?”
"No; he intends to fight her. The
woman he wants to marry insists upon
it”
“What a horribly sordid condition of
affairs!” I exclaimed. “I can’t see how,
a woman of any refinement can endure'
it.”
"Mrs. Lawson is one of the most deli
cately refined women I have ever met,"
Robert said. "She w-111 be misunder
stood, of course; although I shall do all
possible to prevent it."
'•Did you know that Holland Lansing
was expected back tomorrow?” I asked,
watching his face closely ae I asked
the question. In away I was glad she
was coming. This new danger—as I
considered it—had in away eclipsed the
other and older jealousy.
“Yes, she wrote me she would be
here the 15th.”
So she wrote to Robert and he had
never mentioned it to me. The old leel.
ing flared up hot and rebellious. Not
one, but two women were standing be
tween me and my husband!
This idea occupied my mind as I un
dressed that night. Even after I went
to bed I could not sleep for thinking
of it. And the more I thought the
more certain was I that they, either or
both, meant much to Robert. I had
become acutely sensitive, and when Rob
ert remained down stairs to look over
some papers I was sure they related
to one or the other of his attractive
women clients.
I had once heard my aunt tell of a
doctor's wife who was Intensely jealous.
This woman used to stand at the top
of the stairs and watch the office pa
tients when they came in. If a young,
good-looking woman remained with the
doctor more than a few moments she
made some excuse to go into the doc
tor’s office.
Aunt Edith thought it a ridiculous
thing to do, and at the time I agreed
with her. I remember laughing at the
idea that any woman could be so fool
ishly jealous. Now I realized that I
should be as silly, act as foolishly as
did the doctor’s wife, if Robert’s office
were in the house, instead of in a busi
ness building where I had no possible
excuse for going, save occasionally
when I stopped to walk home with
Robert. A procedure he disliked, but
which I could not entirely forego.
Then one day came my chance, so I
thought. I had stopped for Robert and
found the office deserted. I had waited
but a few moments when I heard him
enter the outer office, and I also recog
nized the swish of skirts.
Almost without thinking I sprang
quietly into a small coat closet and held
the door slightly ajar. I would satisfy
myself for once, I thought, as Robert,
accompanied by Phyllis Lawson, came
in.
CHAPTER XXXVIII.
A FEELING of elation seized me.
How 1 was to escape from this
nightmare situation never oc
curred to me. I forgot what would be
thought of me were I to be found lis
tening there, and thought only of what
I was to see and hear.
I could see the clock on Robert s
desk. It lacked five minutes of 5. I
wished fervently that I might strangle
its ticking so that I might hear the more
plainly.
There was a quality of strangeness in
Phyllis Lawson's beauty, an ethereallsm,
I did not know she possessed. Her eyes
under their large smooth lids were rest
lessly imploring. Her full curving Hips
were colorless. She paced up and down
the office restlessly, Jt seemed to me—
standing* cramped in the narrow closet,
body bent and tense to catch every mo
tion, every expression.
Os a sudden she threw up her hands
with a bitter cry.
“I can’t go on with It, Mr. Drayton.
I can’t! I can’t!”
"But Mrs. Lawson —”
“No, let him have the divorce,” she
interrupted Robert. "I can’t endure the
disgrace of going to court. I can't!”
and she dropped into a chair.
In silence Robert moved to her side.
In silence he smoothed back her hair.
She had thrown her hat on the desk
when she sat down.
Now the clock was striking 5. I
thought impersonally that It was time
for Betty to be fed. I almost cursed
the clock. Robert was speaking.
“What do you wish me to do?”
“Oh. tell what to do.” She plead
ed, "what can I do? If it were not
for you I should go mad.” She groan
ed hiding her face in her hands.
"You are innocent of any wrong. Why
let him smirch you?” Robert asked.
"Who will believe that? No one,”
she answered her own question.
"I do. Why shouldn’t others?” Rob
ert’s quiet voice questioned.
"But everyone is so willing to con
demn a woman, to acquit the man, at
least to excuse him.”
“Can’t you trust me? Leave it to
me,” Robert spoke, again his hand
brushed back the soft hair which had
fallen over her forehead, and then he
handed her her hat. "Put it on,” he
told her, “it is late. I’ll take you to
the street, then you go home and rest.
I’ll see you tomorrow.”
As he made that promise, I, in spite
of all my efforts emitted a sound. Rob
ert turned like a flash, and I knew from
the look in his eyes that he was aware
that some one was in the closet. I
would have screamed out for very shame,
but I could not. I must keep still
until Phyllis Lawson had left. Perhaps
when he went down to the street with
her I could get out and walk down the
stairs, instead of taking the elevator,
and so escape him. I held my breath.
Robert, his face turned toward the clos
et, was speaking.
“On second thoughts I will not go
down with you. Do not be discouraged.
We will arrange matters so that you
will experience no embarrassment.”
Then he opened the door and Phyllis
Lawson passed out.
With one stride he reached the closet
and flung open the door.
"Margaret!” he gasped, surprise, re
lief, and something else—was it dis
dain? —struggling in his face.
“Yes, Margaret!” I answered.
"Why—what—are you doing here?”
I knew it was of no use to try to
evade, to lie, so I told the truth.
“I was trying to discover what Phyl
lis Lawson was to you.”
"It is dinner time. We will go home.”
was his answer as I came shamefacedly
from the closet and meekly followed him
to the elevator.
When we reached the Street I saw Pe
ter Lawson lounging on the opposite
side. Robert also saw him. I was sure,
but beyond a tightening of the lips he
said nothing.
As we reached home, however, he said
as we were left alone.
"You did an almost unbelievable thing
this afternoon, Margaret, but because
of an unwitting benefit that arose from
your presence I forgive it. But never
spy on me again!” in his severest man
ner.
I said nothing, but my cheeks were
one fire with shame and indignation. In
dignation at Robert, shame that I had
been caught spying.
"Remember what I say!” he added,
after a moment.
What could he have meant by say
ing that some benefit had arisen from
my presence in the closet—or in the
office. Suddenly I knew. Peter Law
son. He was watching his wife. Per
haps had seen her enter the building
with Robert. My presence in the office,
my exit with Robert was the best thing
that could have happened—for her.
In demeaning myself I had only help
ed the woman whom I had hoped to con
fuse.
Slacker Sees No Peace
Even Among Crooks
CLEVELAND. 0., June 16.—When a
slacker gets among crooks they lecture
him. Confirmed Jailbirds quickly
learned today that Abraham Buchman.
twenty-four, a Russian, locked up wltti
them, had refused to register for "per
sonal liberty" reasons.
"Look y’here, young fellow," said a
housebreaker, "you can’t come here and
benefit from what we fought for In
1776 and 1861 and not do your bit.”
V ■■'kX-Yfcjr TIMELX
topics
BTTTBSWHJtLTO/l*
“Tho’ the Mills of God grind slowly.
They grind exceedingly small,
Tho’ with patience He stands waiting
With Exactness grinds He all!”
Various commentators on tbe state of
the country are telling us what is
bound to happen on the eastern conti
nent —when "this cruel war is over”—
but the majority of these writers and
commentators fail to understand that
conditions have made the upheaval pos
sible and as it appears, the Almighty
is giving the wicked ones leave to ex
terminate themselves in this -bloody
conflict between nations.
When we found in the Bible, the de
mand of Jehovah t>hat certain ancient
nations should be destroyed not and
branch, we could not harmonize the de
mand with the claims of the innocent
and helpless, upon the tender mercies
of the Creator. That the innocent and
the helpless are now being destroyed
needs no explanation. Millions of men
belonging to so-called Christian na
tions are tearing at each other’s
throats night and day and have been do
ing this awful thing for nearly three
years, while no relief can be expected
until one side or the other is beaten
down into absolute subjection, or may
be annihilation.
Russia, the most absolute of all mon
archies, has already overturned the
throne and placed the ruler in a dun
geon to await the will of the revolu
tionists. American newspapers are now
depicting the czar as a blindly super
stitious man. absolutely dominated by
pMests, who alternately deceived and
flattered him to his «ruin. The czarina
is depicted as a crazy person, also dom
inated by corrupt counsels. Thus the
glory of monarchies passes away!
England and Germany with Austria
still support the one-man rule. What
this war can do to them may be pre
dicted by what has been done to Rus
sia. Perhaps Germany has at this time
the most loyal of subjects, for them
czar seems to be the most absolute
monarch known to any nation, but he
and King George, of England, are both
grandsons of old Queen Victoria and
the deposed czar is own cousin to
King George, of England, and the
czarina. Os Russia, is own cousin to
both the potentates here mentioned.
That revelations in the Scriptures
has recorded prophesy effecting these
times in which we live —has become an
accepted belief wherever the subject is
discussed. The mill is grinding all the
time.
THE RECBUTTS.
With bayonets and cartridge belts.
And rifles proudly borne.
Camp kitchens for our beef and beans
And coffee in the morn.
Airplanes and auto trucks enough
To take away your breath.
We’re following the starry flag
To victory or death.
The doctor, lawyer, chauffeur, groom.
The youth who used to shine
Our boots, the merchant and the chef
Have fallen into line—
The waiter and the millionaire
Are bunkies now. and chums.
Arrayed in khaki uniforms.
And marching to the drums. ,
Columbia buckled on our swords
And handed us our guns.
And said, "For poor humanity ,
Go forth and fight, my sons,
So horse and foot and flivver, too.
Across the wide blue sea.
We’re following the Stars and Stripe
To death or victory.
MINNA IRVING.
THOMAS JEFFERSON AND PRINCE
BISMARCK-
It is geenrally conceded that Jef
ferson was the progenitor of what we
call democracy. And democracy means
a government by the people, for the
people, of the states and nation. Jet
fersonian democracy is the creed of
the United States in its governmental
policies. However far the reality may
be from the accepted policy in govei n
ment, in this country we pledge our
selves to a government by the people
as distinct and separate from the gov
ernment of kings, emperors and other
autocratic rulers in the civilized world.
France has accepted democracy as its
creed also, but the conduct of govern
ment in France widely from
the plans and accepted policies of the
government of these United States.
Still the germ of republicanism is ac
tive in France, and time will show
whether the “needle Is true to the
pole.”
Bismarck is the accepted progenitor
of what we call German militarism.
He was the very heart of this govern
mental policy when he was chancellor
of the German empire. It is his policy
in government which the kaiser relies
upon to conquer the entente allies. Ihe
German government has the one-man
policy—the ruler of the autocrat —and
Bismarck was its prophet. France as
a republic is an eyesore to the kaiser.
Russia as a republic is an eyesore to
him also. The German emperor, like
Mahomet, claims to be the vice regent
of the Almighty Maker of heaven and
earth. He stands out in the open,
claims to be God’s mouthpiece, as the
ruler of Germany and the future ruler
of all nations which may dare to op
pose his authority. This statement
may be relied upon to represent the
cause of the great war in Europe V o '
day. Divested of its trimmings, this
world-wide struggle is a conflict be
tween the principles of Thomas Jeffer
son and the principles of Otto Von Bis
marck. The government in Germany
drives to the firing line every man m 1
the confines of the Germanic confed
eration, in defense of autocratic princi- ;
pies. The kaiser’s mind, like the
kaiser’s will, is the one mind and one
will to which every human being in
Germany must bend and yield.
If Thomas Jefferson’s theory of gov
ernment in the United States prevails
then the end of the struggle is not un
certain. If these United States adopt
the autocratic theory in practice ?he
result will be uncertain. The Almighty
still reigns and his hand will not be
slackened.
FROM JTEW SEADAND.
While I was’sitting this morning in
the National hotel > arlors, two women,
splendid specimens of physical strength,
came near me. We drifted Into conver-|
sation. They were born in Holland—!
Many are maJdnx 315.00 and up per day. can
sinr Fruit and Veretables for market, neifb
borl and home use with a
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had lived in Singapore, but left New
Zealand some weeks ago to visit in the
United States until the war is over. They
aim to remain in aWshington City for
some weeks to take in the sight-seeing.
They came through the Paanama cariaf,
and landed yesterday at Newport News,
then to Washington by night train.
They are not relatives, but friends,
and they are pretty capable of taking
care of themselves. They, speak Eng
lish very well Indeed and proved to be
very interesting people.
This convinced me that a great many
people will visit in the United States
while Europe is In the throes of the
present war. They had opportunity to
go to England, but declined to do so.
Preferring conditions in the United
States for -present occupancy. One
of these women was all of six feet high,
the other only a little less. They are
apparently well to do and Jolly as you
please. Having lived in Singapore »nd
New eZaland, the heat in Washington
was nothing to them whatever.
“We are used to the tropics,” said
they when I advised them to go to some
near by’ places, for cooler nights, etc.
Evidently they are equipped for a
good time.
MRS. FELTON.
June 12.
Glynn County Citizens
Get Canned Vegetables
At a Minimum Cost
•
BRUNSWICK. Ga., June 15.—Through
the combined generosity of J. B.
Abrams, a big oyster and shrimp can
ner of this Port, and the Brunswick
Bank and Trust corflpany, farmers of
Glynn county and residents of Bruns
wick next winter will be enjoying the
vegetables of the present season at
minimum cost to themselves.
The trust company, offering the cans
without cost, Mr. Abrams has offered
the services of his large cannery also
without charge in putting up for fu
ture consumption the surplus of the
Ul7 vegetable crop. Inasmuch as this
crop always is a large one in and
around Brunswick, every gardener and
every farmer of this immediate sec
tion will have ample surplus to be
utilized under the generous offer of the
banking firm and Mr. Abrams.
Approximately a million cans already
have been bought by the trust com
pany and are in hand now, awaiting
the demand that even this soon is com
mencing. Mr. Abrams’ cannery also al
ready is busy.
Under the terms of the Joint arrange
ment, all vegetables grown locally and
not needed for immediate consumption
will be canned without cost to growers,
and the selling price at which they
will place on the local market the can
ned surplus which they themselves do
not need for 'their own families will
be fixed at actual cost.
Strikes May Go Unsettled
WASHINGTON. June 16.—Threatened
strikes in shipyards and munitions fac
tories will go unsettled as far as the
department of labor is concerned. It is
feared by department officials, unless
congress takes some immediate action
on a new approriation for conciliation.
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; Make Cheap Lotion i
The juice of two fresh lemons strain
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pay for a small jar of the ordinary cold
creams. Care should be taken to strain
the lemon juice through a fine cloth so
no lemon pulp gets in, then this lotion
will keep fresh for months. Every «
woman knows that lemon juice is used
to bleach and remove such blemishes as
freckles, sallowness and tan and is the
ideal skin softener, smoothener and
beautifier.
Just try it! Make up a quarter pint z
of this sweetly fragrant lemon lotion
and massage it daily into the face, neck,
arms and hands. It should naturally
help to whiten, soften, freshen, and bring
out the hidden roses and beauty of any
skin. It is wonderful for rough, red
hands.
Your druggist will sell three ounces
of orchard white at little cost, and any
grocer will supply the lemons.—(Advt.)
MOTHERHOOD
WOMANS JOY
Suggestions to Childless
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