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TUESDAY, DECEMBER 23,1919. IIIP/ol ancle«K by Marion Brunot •> THE STORY OF HER LIFE AND LOVE. CHAPTER XIV. Mu® Kate is the “Go-Between ’’ '* e went to Garvey's, Miss Kate and I, and sure enough there was Roy, leaning against the cigar stand as if it were his support instead of his father. He was talking to the younger Garvey. They made an aw fully funny picture, for the Garvey boy is extremely small, and exactly •what Roy sees in him is more than I’ve ever been able to fathom. Roy never so much as looked up when we entered. I didn’t look his way, either. I feel sure he saw us from the first, though, as I saw him all the while even to his every move and he rather accentuated the latter after we entered. I swung on every particle of elegance I knew, and chatted a blue streak to Miss Kate although I don’t recall what I said. We glanced over the various magazines (my companion keeping her eyes open all the while and when one little peep in our direction, eagl'e like, Miss Kate was ready with her most entrancing smile accompanied with a nod such as the King of Hono lulu, if there were such a personage would recognize to the extent of coming over right away and ac knowledging. And Roy was no exception. Over he came, red to the roots of his blonde hair and looking as fool ish as he can, and that’s saying a good deal. For boys don't have any thing like the poise of us girls. Americus Banks To Observe Holiday Hours The undersigned banks of Ameri cus, hereby agree to observe the fol lowing hours during the Christmas holidays: Thursday, December 25th.—Closed for the day. Close PROMPTLY AT 12 o’clock on December 26th, 27th, 29th, 30th and 31st. Januury 1, 1920. —Closed for the day. BANK OF COMMERCE, By Lee Hudson, Cashier. PLANTERS BANK OF AMERICUS, C. M. Council, Cashier. COMMERCIAL CITY BANK, J. Sam uel Harrison, Cashier. Drink Chero-Cola, 5 cents. —3-30 t THE STANDARD THE PEOPLE, THE PEOPLE, BY THE HUNDREDS ON THEIR CHRISTMAS ERRANDS, SUGGES-] TIONS FOR THOSE WHO WISH TO BUY GIFTS FROM 10c TO sls. | At $8.75 Beautiful new regular $12:50 Sweaters, all colors. AT $2.50 TO $3. Shimmering pink envelope che mise, values up to $5. AT 50c PAIR— Woolen gloves for men, wcmen and ch'ldren. /T 35c TO $1.50 Box Christmas Handkerchiefs for Ladies and Children. f 25c Greatest assortment of crepe-de-' chine Handkerchiefs in Americus. r sio a . _ Alexander Smith’s fine Axmmister Rugs, size 3x6 feet. T $3 PAIR— 1 Men’s House Slippers, flexible I soles, in black and tan. ,T $1.98 PAIR— Ladies’ House Slippers, most ail colors, turned soles. K "l adies’ fine Hemstitched Handker chiefs. 1-8 and 1-4 hems. A "one big table white Voile Blouses,l fresh and new. AT $3.98 . . j Choice of great lot of crepe-de- I chine Waists, sizes 38 to 46. L A Fa s mo 2 uV“Slipova” Middy Blouses, | I none better made. I I AT ove°r"five hundred four-in-hand | Ties for Men and Boys. • *”oV<r twenty «lyl=« | Suspenders, all lengths. k tO F’ f AT la°e7fine silk lisle Hose in white, I brown and black, seamed back. | AT $1.50 AND $1.98 Sweaters,'. Men’s heavy cotton bweare plain and roll collar. Bed s ’’ re ““ , i heavy raised figures. • A Co& Bed Spread., 1" patterns, full size. standard y>r»v rnnnQ CO. Forvyth St. Next Bank of Commerce AMERICUS, GA. i “How d’ do, Miss Kate,’’ he sput tered, reaching out his hand, which she grasped cordially. He never so much as noticed me. I stood meek as Moses and my eyes as big as sau cers, at least they felt that way. “Roy, you’re looking fine these autumn days,” responded Miss Kate. “Yolande and I,” (at this Roy did give me a sly glance, as if I had arrived on the earth for the very first time), “came over for a copy of ‘The Delighter.’ I'm reading the most unusual romance in it, and knowing the magazine was out to day, my womanly curiosity could hold out no longer.” “Women are impatient,” conceded Roy, as if his years of experience in the ways of femininity had taught him all there was to know. I could have turned up my nose to show dis dain at his utterance, but my better sense kept me expressionless. ' Wk * H nil jffl Looking as foolish as he can, and that’s saying a good deal. For boys don’t have anything like the poise of us girls. “We are, Roy,” (apologetically) “I mean, Mr. Kimball—much more impatient than men,” said Miss Kate bequeathing upon him a look show ing appreciation of his perfect man hood and agreement with him in that his glorious stubborness should not yield an inch. This went straight to his head as if he had been indulged in some of that champagn’e I’ve heard consider able about, but never tasted. And Roy asked: “Where are you two go- istmas { 1919 -jMsßaaw ok x os' i r '~sy a $ THERE’S a doll for Little Epsie, J|| 3 Skates for Brother Bill; A racing sled from “Uncle Ned” ! i3jfe j & 1 hat’s fa£ enough to kill. • || Lots of nuts and candies — I ?W K For Claude a big foot-ball, K And Old Saint Nick has turned the trick-- & CHERO-COLA for them all. W4SII (Chero-Cola) W ‘ ' '•,' ' U 1 <<>”'jr ’■*"***>. X ' ' —' '"' - ’'’■'«SbSb (V 'W ts '*" M,l ‘ 11 " Himn, inmj].- --|||| , vn» .iifrmwwnrni,.- TV ~ ; A£?~JFV ~~ ing after you buy that magazine?” “Home, to my place to sit in the sun parlor, no doubt,” said Miss Kate, much as a spider would coax a fly into the web. I’ll love that woman until her dying day, and per haps on into eternity. “You’re not, either,” contradicted Roy. “I’d like to take you for a soda or an ice cream of some kind.” I thought of refusing. A disdain ful group of words such as a vere de vere would have used, formed themselves. But Miss Kate gently swayed me otherwise as she replied for both of us: “How delightful! You read our very 'wishes." So three of us were transport ed upoWmur tootsies to Mac Murray’s, Miss Kate, with her magazine under her arm, and Roy and I soon were sitting on those revolving seats which seem to grow like water lilies clustered about the thin legs which rest beneath the glass-topped tables of soda water emporiums. I was weighing diligently what I should eat, all th’e while the growing chances of my being present at the Community Club Dance running like a pleasing melody through my mind. “The Nigger Rose,” composed of chocolate ice cream, fled cherries chopped nuts in profusion and cover ed with a thin maple syrup filled me with longing desire at first. No: I wouldn’t take that, either. Me for that more stylish concoction of pre served pineapple with watermelon balls on top, and underneath vanilla and peach ice cream, and the whole thing crowned with a licorice gum drop on a toothpick. “A Southern Dip” it had been chistened. Miss Kate replied to the unword ed query of the same young -oda clerk who had laughed so unbecom ingly at Emmy Cunningham’s and my one-earring effect the night Be fore, as h'e stood close to our table: “I shall have a plain vanilla, please.’’ “Mine shall be ‘A Southern Dip,” I said, rather proud at my admission of being so much more of a fre quenter of Mac Murray’s than evi dently Miss Kate was. Roy said: “Same here. That sounds good to me.” (Tomorrow —Everything Peaceful for Yolande.) AMERICUS TIMES-RECORDER. f The Nicest and Most Useful Christmas | Present You Could Buy for | Father, Son or Brother f | IS A NICE I I I OVERCOAT This morning’s express brought us Fifty Brand New || Overcoats in the prettiest patterns and niftiest styles that || you ever saw, all of the new coats will be on sale tomorrow (Christmas Eve) at | S4O, $42.50, $45, $47.50 J | LESS 10 PER CENT. DISCOUNT | Our Store Will Be Open Tonight Until 10 o’Clock and || Tomorrow Night Until 12 o’Clock | Wishing Everybody a Merry Christmas | I Churchwell’s Dept Store . | PAGE THREE