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Manchester a little vaguely, trying
now without success to remember'the
latest name, “a kind of flame-color,”
“It is, Is It?” said the fat-lingered
woman with New Money. “I guess 1
know coral—as well as anybody.”
“Possibly you are right, madam,”
murmured Mary Manchester.
“I guess I am right,” said the wom¬
an somewhat stridently. “And I guess
you are wrong. And I guess you’ve
insulted me enough—for one day.”
“Insulted you, madam!” Mary Man¬
chester was still able to exclaim—but
a little more weakly than before.
“First I am a fright,” the customer
observed with bitter Irony. “I look
like thunder in the dress. And then
I’m a liar I - :
“Oh, madam 1” exclaimed Mary
Manchester. And suddenly, in defiance
of all known proprieties while waiting
«n a customer, she sat down. It was
a grave error, of course. But it may
be said for her that it was quite nec¬
essary for her to do so, as otherwise
the would have fallen.
“What’s the matter?” demanded her
critic. And It seemed to Mary Man¬
chester, In her ridiculously nervous
state, as If the woman were some¬
thing unnatural, devilish, growing
stronger every moment to torment
her. “What’s the matter now?” she
was Inquiring. “Can’t you stand up— ;
when you’re waiting on customers?
Haven’t you the manners to?”
T!te heat was Evidently * Irritating
her more and more. “I came here,”
she suki, '\<j inij u/jive-hundred-dollar
gown—and get iuuulicd! It’ll lie some
time before I come in ' here
Don’t forget that!’’
Mary Manchester was unable to nn
•wer that most dreaded of all threats
from a customer. Her lips moved, but
there was little that came through
them. She was using all her forces
to sit upright—and smile a little.
And so to Mary Manchester, going
home In her black gown—like many
otheys of her class, no doubt, that
same night—came especially sharply
g not unfamiliar dread: “How long
can I stand this?” So, as we said, in
her way—in the sordid undramatic
way of her class in life—she might be
termed desperate.
“Pardon me,” said the voice of a
well-dressed man—a man with a keen
face and slightly oblique smile. And
Mary Manchester, turning, saw that
he was addressing her.
----------He—waa,—sbe-saw,-a—genttemair ~frr
manner, very much so—well dressed,
guiet, not young; but most of all she
•aw—as any woman would at a glance
— that he had not that light which
hurhtfSTn the eye of the usual ssfreet
Adventurer with women. He bad ob¬
viously—as any woman would have
'detected—some Other purpose. Mary
Manchester stopped, walkeil'^i—and
he with her. '
“Pardon me,” said 'Jasper Haig
again, and drew from his pocket
a small photograph, “but, is this your
portrait?” •>'
And when she saw it, Mary Man
Chester stopped short again, Even
she could see. It was almost uncanny,
the likeness to herself.
“No,” she said finally, “It Is not."
The woman was older, when you
stopped and looked carefully—older
and not so well, and dressed as Mary
Manchester never was and never
could expect to be.
“No," said the girl, returning It to
him.
’Thank you,’ he said in his cold,
definite voice. Now I would like to
ask you another question if I may.”
"Certainly,” replied Mary Manches¬
ter, her Interest piqued—not unwilling
now, as no doubt the man hud
planned, to go on with the conversa¬
tion.
‘Are you a business woman? Do
you earn your own living?”
“Yes," she answered, as crisp
spoken as he.
“Are you satisfied with your posl
tion?’
“Satisfied!” she repeated with a
little bitter laugh.
“May I talk to you,” he asked, his
eyes, as she noted them, always study¬
ing her keenly, seriously, “about a
business opportunity for you?”
The girl hesitated. It was an un¬
usual method of approuch to such a
topic, certainly! The stranger, his
is eyes upon her face, caught up her ob¬
jections as If she had spoken them.
H At any time,” lie said, "and under
your own conditions.”
Perhaps—” the girl ventured dubi¬
ously.
"But now—tonight—If at all!” he
concluded.
“But why tonight?” she asked him,
again Suspicious, Why not tomor
row?”
It must be tonight,” he repeated
sharply, “If at all. ■
"Is It,” she asked finally, "easy—
not difficult work?”
“Nothing, I think, could be easier,"
he answered briefly.
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GRIFFIN DAILY NEWS AND SUN
“I asked,* 1 ' she explained, “because I
not very strong.”
“You will be strong enough for
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“Nor very skilled—outside my own
I You will be skilled enough.
What Is it, please—the work?”
the girl directly.
“Can you talk It over now?” he
back quickly, “If so—
>• Not now,” said Mary Manchester,
remembering sharply that she should
home already.
“When?” he asked her, without
vaste of words.
ti I would rather,” she replied, “to¬
morrow—at the noon hour, perhaps. H
“No,” be cut her off. “Tonight or
not at all. »»
“But where?” she said, hesitating.
“Any place you say,” he told her.
They were passing now the corner
of Fifth avenue and Forty-second
street—the busiest center of men, it
Is claimed, In all the world. “Why
not,” she said, the thought striking
her as she looked up and across the
jam of vehicles at the great white
marble building opposite, “why not
meet there, in the library?”
Very well, then. When?”
<< At eight o’clock,” she said.
Can I trust you?” he asked her—
and again his keen eyes searched her
face.
“I think you can,” replied the girl,
flushing.
“Because It Is absolutely essential
to me—I will tell you frankly—that
you come. And I will tell you, too,”
he “In own
never in your .life—or in the life of
any other woman you ever knew, or
bfera or read of—has another oppor¬
tunity come such as you have tonight.
And it will be for tonight only 1”
He Intended, no doubt, to hold her
interest and curiosity, and he was not
u nsuccessful, ____________________
Is It—Is it something to do,” she
could not resist asking, “with that
photograph? ’’
“Yes,” he said briefly. “Now I can
count on meeting you here in the li¬
brary, at the Forty-second street en¬
trance at eight o’clock?”
Yes,” said Mary Manchester simply.
M Very well,” he said, and he faised
his hat and left her.
She did not see the tall, heavy, red¬
faced man who followed her at a half
block’s distance from there untlf she
turned into the dingy brown entrance,
with its double line of push-buttons
and brass speaking-tubes, of her home.
CHAPTER III
Turn eastward from the white
vaulted pomp and circumstance of the
Grand Central station but two short
blocks, and you come at once into an¬
other time and generation—the
of red bricks, of stuffed and
furniture.
It was here, in this quiet backwa¬
ter of the great town, that Mary Man¬
chester’s mother and father, with
their lessening fortunes, had finally
lodged—drifting eastward from
prosperous streets, so near in dis¬
tance, yet socially so far away. And
with them, naturally, came the girl
herself.
She reviewed it again—as one
unpleasaht matters toward the
end of day—while she was
ea s tw a r d
saw again her mother in her gradual
fading—seated delicate and
faced, old-fashioned as a rose
nium, at the south window of a back
tenement-above the cluttered, sordid,
partitioned ugliness between two
blocks, a creature reared in more pro¬
tected ways, and Incapable of self-de¬
fense against her circumstances as a
plgefuj In a net. She had been gone
for nearly a year now—struggling no
more with the biological problem, as
we might call It, offered by hostile
city life to a delicate and perhaps
over-refined woman. Mary Manches¬
ter herself was like her, it was said—
as she recalled with more depression.
It was not an especially hopeful
situation, she admitted, from any
angle. Why she should remnin In It
at all was not clear to her, now that
a sudden possible jar In her dally
routine had resulted in her asking
herself the question.*Why should she
tonight, exhausted, be going home to
prepare the evening meal In that
dingy place, for that man—no relative
of hers—that Indolent, good-looking
scamp, as one would say In the Ian
guage of the eighties, who had mur
ried her young widowed mother, and
whose only present tie to her was
through the painful downward process
of Indolence and self-indulgence and
Idleness, and latterly much worse,
which h»d converted the dandy of the
earlier time to die dissipated old
drunken ruin of a back stx-eet of to¬
day?
Home, she tjiought bitterly—was
there anything to be called home but
dead memories In that place which
she was now entering at the beginning
of another weary night? Not one, she
thought—and "then a warmth of feel
lng and a light of anticipation In her
eyes contradicted her. There still was
at least Hags.
A dog, of course, has always been
the poor , man’s proverbial extrava
gance.
She passed exhnuitedly up the
stairs of the old ”walk-up” flat house,
so-called, to their four small rooms In
the rear, slipped In the key and
passed Into the stuffiness of the small
frfaoe, crowded to distraction with the
long-kept furniture of larger rooms.
The opposite of what she had hoped
was true. The man was there; the
dog was gone. J
“Where Is he?” she demanded, wor¬
ried as always by the chance of his
escaping Into city streets.
“Where—what?” he returned hazily.
“Rags?” she said, her face thinner
and wearier as she watched hlxn,
‘Tve sold him,” he said, straighten¬
ing up with dignity—the derby mean¬
while going to the floor.
“And now,” she said, standing mo¬
tionless before bim, “you are drinking
up the price of him.”
“Tha’s right,” he said to her, “—be
disagreeable! Tha’s right—be dis¬
agreeable 1” he said, moving his right
hand with weary oratorical effect.
“After all I’ve done for you I”
The girl went out Into the small
kitchen, In her black dress, to as¬
semble but not to cook the evening
meal.
“Whatever this may be,” she said,
her mind of course always upon the
odd and challenging avenue of escape
which she was about to hear of, “I’m
through here, absolutely through.”
And she passed ont and closed for
the last time—though naturally she
did not herself expect quite that—the
door of the place, that stuffy ware
(To be continued)
NOTICE TO CREDITORS
the District Court of the United
States, for the Northern District
of Georgia, in the matter of M.
Goldstein, bankrupt. No. 10025.
In Bankruptcy!
A petition for discharge having
been filed in conformity with law by
above-named bankrupt, and the court
having ordered that the hearing upon
said petition be had on October 25,
1924, at ten o’clock a. m., at the
United States District Court roOm,
in the City of Atlanta, Georgia,
notice is hereby given to all credi¬
tors and other persons in interest to
appear at said time and place and
show cause, if any they have, why
the prayer of the bankrupt for dis¬
charge should not be granted.
0. C. FULLER, Clerk.
CITATION
Court of Ordinary, Sept. 2, 1924.
GEORGIA—Spalding County.
To All Whom It May Concern:
W. Z. Gardner, as administrator of
the estate of Mrs. Caroline M. Gard¬
ner, deceased, having applied to me
by petition for leave to sell the real
estate of said deceased, this is to
notify the creditors and kindred that
said application will be passed upon
at the October term, '1924, of the
Court of Ordinary of said county,
and that unless cause is then shown
to the contrary, said leave will be
granted.
This 3rd day of September, 1924.
D. R. CUMMING, Ordinary.
CITATION
GEORGIA—Spalding County.
Ordinary’s Office, Sept. 2, 1924.
Augustus H. Frye, Guardian of
Vivian Gray Frye Saunders nee
Vivian Gray Frye, has applied to me
for a discharge from his Guardian¬
ship of aforesaid Vivian Gray Frye,
this is, thex-efore, to notify all per¬
sons concerned, to file their objec¬
tions, if any they have, on or before
the first Monday in October next,
else Augustus H. Frye will be dis
"charged from fits Guardianship as"
applied for. D. R. CUMMING,
Ordinary, Spalding "County.
SHERIFF’S vSALE
GEORGIA—Spalding county.
Will be sold before the court
house door, the usual place of hold¬
ing court, in and for said county,
on the first Tuesday in October,
1924, and from day to day until the
goods are disposed of, the following
described property, to-wit: 50 acres
of land in Mt. Zion district of
Spalding county, Georgia, being a
strip off the north portion of land
lots Nos. 92 and 93, containing 50
acres, bounded on the north by land
lots Nos. 68 and 69, on the east by
public road, on the south by lands of
Jasper Seagraves and on the west
by lands of Yarbrough. Levied up¬
on and sold as the property of
W. I. Watson to satisfy a fi. fa. is¬
sued from the City court of Griffin
vs. W. I. Watson. Tenant in pos¬
session legally notified.
W. T. FREEMAN,
Sheriff.
FIVE CARS OF PEPPERS
SHIPPED FROM McIJONOUGH
DURING THE PAST WEEK
Five cars of peppers were shipped
from McDonough last week, accord¬
ing to the McDonough Advertiser,
which states that it was a splendid
showing for that section in view of
the recent drought, The Advertiser
added that the recent rains had a
good effect on the pepper crop, in¬
creasing the size and quality.
Songs of nightingales and other
wild birds are being broadcast in
England. ,
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Monty back GUARANTEED without question
l If HUNT'S
SKIN DISEASE REMEDIES
(Hunt’s Salve and Soap), fail In
tha traatmant of Itch, Keirma,
Ringworm,Tetter or other itch¬
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CITATION
County.
All Whom It May Concern:
A. K. Maddox, as administrator of
estate of Julia P. Maddox,
having applied to me by
for leave to sell the real es¬
of said deceased, this is to no¬
the creditors and kindred that
application will be passed upon
the October term, 1934, of the
of Ordinary of said county,
that unless cause is then shown
t£- the contrary said leave will be
granted.
This 11th day ®f September, 1924.
D. R. CUMMING, Ordinary.
NOTICE OF SALE
The undersigned, as administrator
of the estate of Mary Greene, by
virtue of an order from the Court of
Ordinary of Spalding County, Geor¬
gia, will sell at public outcry, on the
first Tuesday in October, 1924, at
the courthouse door in said county,
between the legal hours of sale the
following described land, and per¬
sonal property.
One house and lot in the City of
Griffin, Spalding County, Georgia,
located on South Ninth Street, No.
543; together with certain other per¬
sonal property, consisting principally
of household and kitchen furniture.
This September 3rd, 1924.
B. M. SHERARD, Admr.
CITATION
GEORGIA—Spalding County.
Ordinary’s Office, Sept. 2, 1924.
Whereas, Augustus H. Frye, ad¬
ministrator of estate of S. B. Frye,
to ti>e Court in’ his peti¬
tion, duly filed and entered on record,
that he has fully administered the
said estate. This is, therefore, to
cite all persons concerned, kindred
and creditors, to show cause, if any
they can, why said Administrator
should not be discharged from his
administration and receive letters of
dismission, on the first Monday in
October, 1924. D. R. CUMMING,
Ordinary.
CITATION
Court of Ordinary.
GEORGIA—Spalding County.
To All Whom It May Concern:
R. A. Redding and F. A.
as. executors of the will of R.
Redding, deceased, having applied o
me by petition for leave to sell
real estate of said deceased, this
to notify the creditors and
that said application will be
upon at the October Term, 1924,
the Court of Ordinary of said,
ty, and that unless cause is
shown to the contrary said leave
be granted.
This the 3rd day of
1924. D. R. CUMMING,
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This one of the fin¬
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front.
Bungalows on Oak st.
3 houses on Raymond st.
1 house on south Eighth st.
Phone 303 and 1028
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101 >4 s. Hill St.
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PAGE SEVEN
FOR SALE
Residence, West TayWr Jt.
Residence, South Hill St.
Residence, South Sixth St.
Several well located V-lots.
100-acre farm, 1% miles out.
24%-acre farm, cfose In.
114 million feet saw timber.
FOR RENT
One store building.
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