Americus times-recorder. (Americus, Ga.) 1891-current, April 28, 1922, Home Edition, Page PAGE EIGHT, Image 8

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Newspaper Page TextPAGE EIGHT JOte-DesGrt Courtney < y> VQV > cooper < r>^; '*■s! wR a \ ’“' .-. J 7 Comply P - • e> BEGIN HERE TODAY p 34 Fate had seen fit to shape the life of young Barry Houston into a series-of tragic molds. A bitter experience in his past caused his fath er to lose faith in his son and there fore bequeath to hing timber holdings in Tabernacle only on condition that a high out-put be maintained. Mysterious accidents have prevent ed this and Houston, arriving from Boston, finds that this is due to the treachery of his mill superinten dent, Fred Thayer. Houston is as sisted in his work in the timber country by Ba’tiste Renaud, an ec centric French-Canadian, whose life has been saddened by the doui le tragedy of his son’s death in France and the unsolved murder of his wif Houston discharges Thayer dispite the remonstrances of Agnes Jierdon, a girl who has a mysterious hold over Houston. The mill is burneiS. Hous ton decides to carry on the fight when he is confronted with a forged lease which turns his timber rights ever to a neighboring lumber com pany. Houston claims he doesn’t re member signing such a lease. In the presense of Medaine Robinette to whom Houston is attracted, Thayer says Houston probably doesn’t re meber the night he murdered his cousin, lorn Langdon. GO ON WITH THE STORY White-hot with anger, Barry Hous ton lucrched forward, to find himself caught in the arms of the sheriff and thrown back. He whirled—and stopped, looking with glazed, dead ened eyes into the .blanched, horri fied features of a girl who evidently had heard the accusation, a girl who stood poised in revulsion a moment before she turned, and, almost run ning, hurried to mount her horse and ride away. And the strength of anger left the muscles of Barry Houston. The red flame of indigna tion turned to a sodden, dead thing. He could only realize that Medaine Robinette had heard him accused without a single statement given in his own behalf; that Medaine, the girl of his smoke-wreathed dreams, now fully and thoroughly believed him—a murderer! CHAPTER IX Dully, Houston turned back to the sheriff and to the goggle-eyed Ba’- tiste, trying to fathom it all. Weak ly he motioned toward Thayer, and his words, when they came, were hol low and expressionless: “That’s a lie, sheriff. I’ll admit that I have been accused of murder. I was acquitted. You say that noth ing counts but the court action—and that’s all I have to say in my behalf. In regard—to this, I’ll obey the court order until I can prove to the judge’s satisfaction that this whole thing is a fraud and a fake. In the mean while, almost piteously, “do you care to go with me, Ba’tiste?” heavily, silently, the French-Cana dian joined him, and together they walked down the narrow road to the camp. . Neither spoke for a long time. b Well, Ba’tiste,” came in strained tones “I might as well hear it now. ship ” °” ly be leaving a sinking Fresh and Cured Meats Our Refrigerator and Market Open to Inspection at All Times. Barbecue Season Here Barbecue Continuously Every I riday and Saturday, Beginning Today. WEST END MARKET Telephone 71 RAILROAD SCHEDULES (Central Time.) Arrival and Departure of Panenjrer Train*, Atnericca, Ga. Ihe following schedule figures published as information aid not guaranteed: CENTRAL OF GEORGIA RY, Arrive Leave 11:55 pm Columbus-Chgo 3:4oam 10:38 pm Albany-Montg’y 5:14 am 7:25 pm Macon-Atlanta 6:37 am 7:15 pm Columbus *7:30 am 1:55 pm Albany-Montg’y 2:14 pm 2:14 pm Macon-Atlanta 1:55 pm 1:25 pm Columbus *3:30 pm 110:00 am Columbus 12:30 pm 6:37 am Albany 7:25 pro 5:14 am Macon-Atlanta 10:38pm 3:40 am Albany-Jaxville 11:55 pm 2:58 am Albany-Jaxville 12:37am 12:37 am Chgo, St. L. Atla 2:58 am 1:58 am Cinti and Atlanta 1:58 am (*) Daily; (1) Sunday. SEABOARD AIR LINE Arrivea 6:15 pm Richland-Cola 10:00 an: 8:10 pin C rdele-Savh. 12:26 poo 11:81 pm Riehland-Monig’y 8:10 pa SL it - >'•" J “What you do?” “That depends entirely on you. If you’re with me, I fight. If not well frankly—l don’t know.” “ ’Member the mill, when he burn down?” “Yes.” “You no believe Ba’teese did heem. Well, now 1 no believe either!” - “Honestly, Ba’tiste?” Houston had gripped *he other nian’s arm. “You don’t believe it? You don’t—’ "Ba’teese believe M’sieu Houston. You look like my Pierre. My Pierre, he could do no wrong. Ba’teese sat isfy.” It sent a new flow of blood through the veins of Barry Houston—that .-■’mple, quiet statement of the old tiapper. His voice bore a vibrant tone, almost of excitement: “I’m going back to Boston tonight. I’m going to find out about this. There’s fraud, Ba’tiste—and I’ll prove it if I can get back to Boston. Miss Jierdon knows the truth about this whole thing—every step of the ] waj.-. Will you tell her?” “Oui. Ba’teese tell her- about the flume and M’sieu Thayer, what he say. You go Boston tonight?” “Yes.” Weazened, wrinkle-faced little Jen kins met him at the Boston office. “You’re back, Mr. Houston! 1 don’t know whether to send the notice from the Mountain, Plains and Salt Lake railroad. It just came yester day.” Abstractedly, Houston picked it up and glanced ..c specifications. “Jenkins!” Houston’s voice was sharp, insistent. The weazened man entered, rubbing his hands. “Have we any stumpage con tracts?” “Only one, sir.” “One? What!” “The one you signed, sir to lhayt” and Bluckburn, just a week or so before you started out West. Don’t you remember, sir; you signed it, together with a lease for the flume site and lake?” I “I signed nothing of the sort!” “You certainly did, sir.” “You’re lying!” “I don’t lie, sir. I attested the signature and saw you read both contracts. Pardon, sir, but if any one’lying, sir—it’s yourself!” 111 /-'■■■ I Whoa! • /' . . I In town iown on / fl the far*;. ) satisfy / thirst—drink / JWO Drink % <&/ Bottled /C/ i Delicious and Refreshing 0 !|! sblll I [J ,v #4 . sj H -q..< 4' T V T ' 'ria* ijl AMERICUT COCA-COLA BOTTLING CO. j I BOTTL[:O UHOCTt an Cxe-LirtvE License from TheCoca-Cola company. Atlanta. Ga. I:! :-*aW£.k*SB«KW‘«X!WSaSbSaHBiWri'W. l —itvi --- .. • - k? IKt Fl. ; L x v) 'll RWI I t3®wwlSS *3&»* -acc.4 i e - - , .■, fe&i. .- s :: ' * >4 v <4-.. '** Super c.im V ' 1 nogiißWffl ' AA....'W-' S A tKK>& y \ 4 ■« sr ‘ r -5 - £ SA t'- ■-'.:., <>'u-® 1 I ■' ■ wl ' • << < •’ j CHAPTER X Ten i linule after that, Barry Houston was alone in his office. Jen kins was gone, discharged; and Hous ton felt a sort of relief in the know ledge that he had departed. He,returned to Tabernacle and at tempted the only solution: he must secure timber from Medaine Robin ette anil bid on the railroad con tract. Houston felt that he would be pre suming to ask it of her—himself a stranger against whom had come the accusation of murder. Yet, withal, in away, he welcomed the chance to see her and to seek to explain to her the deadly thrusts which Fred Thayer had sent against him. Medaine’s hand trembled as she extended it to Ba’tiste. Hous ton she received with a bow— forced, he thought. ‘We have come for business, Me daine,” Ba’tiste announced. “M’sieu Houston, he have need for flume site.” She seemed to hestitate then and . ■ di; a, - . .. i.3C' She seemed to hesitate and Hous ton took a sudden resolve. Houston took a sudden resolve. It might as well be now as later. “Miss Robinette,”, he began, com ing forward, “I realize that all this needs some explanation. Especially,” and he halted, “about myself.” Houston came directly to the ques tion. “It’s simply this, Miss Robinette. If I am guilty of those things, you don’t want to have anything to do with me. But J am here to tell you that I am not guilty, and that it all has been a horrible blunder of cir cumstance. It is very true in one sense—” and his voice lowered “that about two years ago in Boston, I was arrested and tried for murder.” “So Mr. Thayer said.” “I was acquitted—but not for the - THE /XMLRICUS TIMES RECORDER. ! reason Thayer gave. They couldn’t . ; make a case. A worthless cousin, (Tom Langdon, was murdered, lhey said I did it with a wooden mallet which I had taken from a prize fight, and which had been used to hammer on the c for the begin ning and the end of the rounds. I ■ had been seen to take it from the fight, and it was found the next | m iming beside Lajolln. There was human blood on it. i had been the last perse n seen with Langdon. But they couldn’t convince the jury; I went fret, as I should have done. I was innocent. Houston, white now with the mem ories and with the necessity of re tailing again in the presence of a girl who, to him, stood for ail that eculd mean happiness, gritted his teeth for tht\ determination to go on with the grisly thing, to hide nothing in the answers to the question which she might ask. But Medaine Robin ette, standing beside the window, the color gone from her cheeks, one hand fingering the curtains, eyes turned without, gave no evidence that she had heard. “I hadn’t seen Tom Langdon in five years. Always had looked on him as a sort of black sheep. He asked to see my father and appeared anxious to see him. I told him that father was out of town. Then he said he would stay in Boston until he came back, that he had information for him that was of the greatest im portance, and that when he tftld father what it was, that he, Lang don, could have anything my father possessed in the way of a job and competence for life. It sounded like blackmail—l could think of nothing else coming from Tom Langdon— and I told him so. That was un fortunate. There were several, per sons in my office at the time. He resented the statement and we quar reled. They heard it and later'testi fied. He suggested that we go to dinner together and insisted upon it. there was nothing to do but acqui esce; especially as I now was trying to draw from him something of what had brought him there. We had wine. Oh,” and he swerved , sud denly toward the woman at the win dow, “I’m not trying to make any excuses for myself. We left the case, he fairly intoxicated, myself greatly so. We saw the advertisement of a prize fight and went, getting seats near the ringside. They weren’t close enough for me. I bribed a fel low to let me sit at the press stand, next to the timekeeper, and worried ASTHMA Jnq cure for it, but welcome v \j relief is often brought by— W VAPO RU E Otfer 17 Million Jars Used Yearly THE STANDARD FR*IDAY AND SATURDAY’S BARGAINS At 10c. Woman’s Seamless Stock ings, biack and white, spliced heels and toe. At 15c. MtnYs Seamless Socks, Black, White, Brown and Navy; double soles. At 15c. Misses’ and Children’s Seamless Socks, White, Black, pink and blue. At 25c. Misses’ and Children’s fiine mercerized Socks; all colors. At 50c. Misses’ and Children’s Silk Socks; all sizes. At 75c. Misses’ 3-4 Pure Thread Silk Socks; all colors; all sizes. At $1.50. Misses’ high grade Silk Socks, of fine thread silk; all colors. At SI.OO. Ladies’ Pure Thread Silk Stockings, Black, White and Brown. At 25c. Men’s Iron Socks; will outwear all others; Black, White and colors. At 50c. Men’s Socks, Black, White and eblors; spliced heels and toes. At SI.OO. Men's high grade pure Silk Socks; black, white and col ors. At $3.48. Ladies’ new Pongee Waists; new styles of imported pongee. At $1.50. Ladies’ Mercerized Cot ton Pongee Waists; new styles. At sl.( 0. Choice of five hundred M. .i’s Percale and Madras Shirts; all sizes. At 8 Bars for 25c. Armour’s Big Hammer Soap; full size cakes. At 98c, $1.25, $1.50. Misses’new Spring ’Hats of fine Milan Straws. At 98c. Grass Rugs in over twen ty new patterns; size 30x60 inches. At $5.98. Crex Squalls; size Bxlo feet; twelve patterns. At $3.95. Women’s fine Brown and Black Kid Shoes, Straps and Ties. At $1.98. Odd lot of Ladies’ fine Oxfords that formerly sold up to $5.00. At $2.98. Ladies’ fine Brown Ox fords; military heels, formerly $5.00. At ',sc. Greatest lot of Infants’ fine Shoes in Americus; sizes 0 . to 3. At 98c. Infants’ fine stitch-down Low Shoes; flexible soles; sizes 2 to 5. At 35c. Over twenty-five patterns of pretty V» des; 40 inches wide At 18c. Over fifty patterns of light and dark Voiles; 40 inches wide. •' Standard Dry Goods Co. NEXT TO BANK Os; COMMERCE For«ytli St. Americus, Ga him until he let me have the mallet that he was using to strike the gong. “The fight was exciting—especial ly to me in my conditioh. I was standing most of the time, even lean ing on the ring. Once, while in this position, one of the men, who was bleeding, was knocked down. He struck the mallet. It became cov ered with blood. No one seemed to notice that, except myself—and everyone was too excited. A mo ment more and the fight was over. Then I stuck the mallet in my pocket, telling everyone who cared io hear that 1 was carrying away a souvenir. Langdon and I went out together. “We started home—for he had an nounced that he was going to spend the night with me. Persons about us heard him. It was not far to the house and we decided to walk. On the way, he demanded the mallet for himself and pulled it out of my pocket. I struggled with him for it, finally, however, to be bested, and started away. I went home and to bed. . About four o’clock in the morn ing, I was awakened by the police. They had found Tom Langdon dead, with his skull crushed, evidently by the blow of a club or a hammer. They said I did it.” (Continued in Our eNxt Issue.) USE THE OU) &MARSHAITS ynuff ill *** “*• Dn>ggi*t», or »ent prepaid by v v Williams Mrs. Co, Cl«velanq.o. For sale by Carswell Drug Co. I Good | PRINTING Phone 99 For Estimates Times-Recorder PRESS HOSIERY Specials At 95c PURE THREAD SILK HOSE A wonderful line of pure silk thread hose, a regular $1.50 value. All sizes 8s to I os. Colors: Black, White, Cordo van, Nickle-gray and Nude. Full fashioned and a splendid investment, The pair 95c. At $1.50 HOSE OF EXTRAORDINARY VALUE i his is a hose made by ope of the most prominent hose manufacturers in the country. We were fortunate in buy ing them just right, so we can sell them to you at this figure Full fashion, of course. This hose has sold formerly at $2.00. Sizes 8s to 1 os’ with same range of colors as above given. At $2.00 THE GREATEST HOSE VALUE IN AMERICA We present for your inspection what we believe to be the greatest hose value in America. The most beautiful qual ity of Black Cat pure silk, full fashioned hose, and every pair is guaranteed. Heretofore this hose sold for $3.00. In as much as we expect to sell more than I 000 pairs, we have priced them at only $2.00. We will stack them against any hose in the world. Colors, black, white and cordovan. During the week we expect a shipment in Nude, Nickels and Grays. Every pair guaranteed. At 25c to sOc All kinds of Children’s Sox and Stockings. Something for each little child, in very attractive color combinations, whiles and blacks. Some excellent values. ANSLEY’S . » r D. & M. BASE BALLS Each $ 1.50 and up $15.00 Dozen Guaranteed For 18 Innings and Isn’t a Better Ball Made and bold Complete Line of Baseball And Tennis Accessories Bats, Balls, Masks, Mitts* Gloves, Masks, Protectors, Baseball and Ten nis Shoes, etc. Quality goods reason ably priced. Hightower’s Book Store Make the Old Car Look Like New You Can’t Get a Belter Job Than We’l! Give You, or a More Reasonable Price Estimate Gladly Furnished. OLIVER AUTO PAINTING CO. Over Turpin’s Garage—East Lamar St. FRIDAY, APRIL 28, 1922.

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Americus times-recorder. (Americus, Ga.) 1891-current, April 28, 1922, Home Edition, Page PAGE EIGHT, Image 8