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PAGE EIGHT r . NAT SEYMOUR n pS FOOT LOOSE ? . Jbf- PEATT2IC& DUDTON ur , HKf'.■ c/ SEQUEL TO’%c fLAPPEH WIFE’’ '©NEA IELXJ Ulysses Forgan’s house was ,f:v out on the Plains Road, hidden from the highway by a tall hedge. As he and May drove up to it late that afternoon, a sound of music come faintly to their ears. . . the haunt ing wail of jazz plaved or. a phono graph. “The kids beat us to it They’re here already,” Ulysses re marked as he drew the car up be fore. the broad steps. “By jove you'd think they’d get tire dos danc ing sometimes. But they never do!' The afternoon was rainy, and al though it was only five o’clock, the ir.oth-gray twilight was setting down like fog. From the windows of the south wing lights gleamed. “What a wonderful place ydu have here!” May cried, as she step ped out upon the smooth lawn and looked around her. At one side of the house was a sunken garden. On the other was a tennis court, and beyond that a square swimming pool. “I like it,” Ulysses said modestly. “I’ve lived here all my life, you see. This; was my grandfather’s farm. Os course, I’ve fixed it up a bit.” lie offered May his arm with an old-fashioned courtesy that she lik ed and they went up the steps to gether. In the white-paneled hall a wood fire burned brightly, and a bowl of Tate roses shed their sweetness on the warm fresh air. Through wide doorways, May could see other rooms. . . a firelit library, and a dining-room agleam with silver and old mahogany. “This is the ‘homiest’ house I’ve ever seen,” May said, slipping out of her coat. “It makes me fed happy just to be here. . . and I’m not saying that just to be polite. I mean it. . . I love your home.” Ulysses shook his head. “It takes a woman to make a house a ‘home’” he replied. “A house needs a mis tress.” “But there’s Sally—” May began. Ulysses smiled grimly. “This isn’t ‘homo’ to Sally. It’s just the place where she parks her lipstick and gets her telephone calls,” he said. “She doesn’t sleep here half the time. Usually she spends the night with some girl friend or other. . . She says wo live too far out from town. Keeps teasing me to sell the place.” He stopped talking, and looked at May quizzically. “You don’t want to go in there, do you?” He jerked his thumb in the direction of the sunroom beyond the library. Through the glass doors that led to it May could see the flash of dancing figures. “They’re making a terrific racket. Suppose we sit here by the fire and talk?” He drew two arm chairs up before the fire, and May sank into one of them. Ulysses lit a cigar, and stood puffing at it and looking down at her. ' “What am I going to do with my. girl, Mrs. Seymour?” he asked pres-1 ently. “Here she is at eighteen, wild as a baby tiger. Doesn’t know how to do anything but dance like a chorus girl, paint herself up like one, and smoke ciraget after cigaret all day long.” May looked thoughtfully at the fire. “The smoking’s bad for her health paint will spoil her skin. But. . . . but I believe in dancing. It’s heal thy exercise for young, healthy bodies." She laughed, and her eyes shone. “You see, I dance, myself.” she explained. “So 1 defend dancing. To be honest, I smoke cigarets. sometimes, too. Rotten habit, but still Ido it. And. . . I have been, known to paint my lips!” He said nothing, and she went on: “But all the same if I had i CORETHROAT > Gargle with warm salt water ■ Wbf —then apply over throat— I VICKS ▼ Varoßub ,O«M»r 27 Million Jar* Used Yearly ' ‘Everybody Wins’ Slogan in Times-Recorder Campaign Nomination Coupon Nomination Blank in the Times-Recorder "Every body Wins" Campaign. 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Could it be possible that he had never heard any of the go.- sip about her? If he had, he wouldn’t want her to “mother" Sally, would he? “Mr. Forgan,” she began, turning her eyes away from him, and look ing down into the glowing fire “You never heard the story of my busband’s death, did you?” Friday and Coolest Place Saturday ,n Town RY LANDER “lhe Saddle Hawk" with HOOT GIBSON In the fastest romance of his screen career. Between love making and taming the woman who first scorned him, he finds time to perform some of the most thrilling stunts you have ever seen. , \ William Desmond in “Riddle Rider,’’ and Good Comedy ; “I knew he shot himself,” Ulyscs y.nswered. “Read about it in the paper.” May cleared her throat. “Do you know why he shot him self?” she asked, and her voice was not much more than a hoarse whis per. It was very hard to sit here in this peaceful house, and go over th" story of Dr. Joan’s suicide. “Well. . . 1 heard some talk about you and this little man, Ca rewe,” Ulys-- s said. “Lot’s see, you were supposed to be in love with him, weren’t jeu?” May nodded, wordless. Her sil ence seemed to spread through the room, to throb like a beating heart. “Were you in love with him. i Ulysses asked. I May closed her eves and shook I her head. Then she felt Ulysses’ warm band close firmly down over hers. She drew it away caressingly. . . . She hadn’t quite made ’.'P her mind whether she wanted Free Voting Coupon IN THE TIMES-RECORDER “EVERYBODY WINS" GRAND GIFT CAMPAIGN GOOD FOR 100 VOTES I hereby cast 100 FREE VOTES to the credit of Miss, Mr. or Mrs. Address .. . ... This coupon, neatly clipped out, with name and address of the candidate, and mailed or delivered to the Cam paign Department of The Times-Recorder, Americus, Ga., will count as 100 FREE VOTES. It does not cost any thing to cast these coupons for your favorite candidate, and you are not restricted in any sense in voting them. Get all you can and send them in—they all count. Do not Roll or Fold. Deliver in Flat Packages. NOTE —This coupon must be voted on or before Sept. 12th, 1925. THE AMERICUS TIMES-RECORDER - Ulysses Forgan to fall in love with her or not. . . She’d have to think it over. And in the meantime, the clever thing was to keep him at arm’s length. The loss of herself a woman gave to a man, the more of her he wanted. . . The trouble with wo men was that when they loved a man, they wanted to give him every thing—their love, their thoughts No wonder men tired of women so soon. . . May stood up and shook herself “Let’s go in and see what the children are doing” she said briskly, and led the way through the dark ness of the library to the big sun room beyond. There were eight of the “children” ■ . . . .the boys ranging in age from . twenty to twenty-five, the girls { rather younger. They had stopped dancing, and were gathered around , two tea-wagons loaded with sand , wiches, cakes and tall glasses of gingerale. Ulysses picked up one of the j glasses and sniffed it. “There’s whiskey in that glass," : he said severely. “Which one of you brought it?” The four young men looked sheep ish, but none of them spoke. “Oh, Dad!” wailed Sally. “You always crab my parties. I never can have a good time at home like the other girls. . .” “Who brought the whiskey?” thundered Ulysses again. “I’ve told yo u,Sally, I won’t have liquor in this house!. . . Now, you tell me who brought it!” But Sally had closed her lips f irmly. and she refused to open them again. Suddenly a small gipsy of a girl who stood beside her began to laugh. “I cannot tell a lie. . . I brought it in my little flask, Mr. Forgan,” she said sweetly, looking upjftt him with eyes like blue-back water and smiling with parted lips. "Don’t be cross with me, please. And please don’t tell my father. He’d throw a fit if he knew I stole his liquor, wouldn't he Sally?” Sally appealed to, nodded solemn ly. “He certainly would, Betty,” she said. “And anyway, we didn’t have very much. The flask only EXPERT WIRING REPAIRING SEE— J. C. BASS Electrician Estimates Furnished Expert House Wiring Repairing FOR SALE—One 2 h.p. 220 Volt Motor. 106 East Church Street Phone 854 “Karnak Is All Claimed For It, and Then Some” Wm. Matthews Says He Doesn’t Believe He Will Ever Need Any More Medicine Now. “I just don't know what would have become of me if I hadn’t got this Karnak when I did., I’ll tell the world this medicine is all that is claimed for it and then some,” declares Wm. I’. Matthews, of 86 Seminole Ave., Atlant. “I want to tell you before I got hold of Karnak I had such terrible spells of indigestion and stomach pains that I would double up in a knot. I simply had to quit work and go’to bed when one of them hit me, that’s all there was to it. f just lived'in dread of them and got to the point where 1 was afraid to sit down at the table. “These spells got to coming so often that my whole system became upset, and I would lose a day or two from work every time 1 had one. I tell you, I suffered such agony I could hardly bear it. I tried every medicine I could hear of but nothing did me any good. “Finally, after trying everything else, I read about Karnak and start ed in on that. Well, sir, it’s the gospel truth, 1 haven’t had a single stomach spell since my first dose of this ri markable medicine. It’s simply amazing. I took three bot tles and felt so good 1 didn’t need any inure. And it’s been three months now since 1 have had a holds a pint. . . Oh, Dad, what are you doing?” What Ulysses was doing was plain to be seen. He had collected all the glasses and was emptying them, one by one. into a silver pitcher. “Here, Fred, take this into the kitchen and empty it into tne sink.” he said handing it to the tallest ot the boys. “And I mean to empty it in the sink. . . not pour it down your throat! Get me?” “Yessir,” the youth named Fred answered, and disappeared with the pitcher. “There!” Sally threw out her hands to May in helpless appeal “Didn't I tell you Dad crabs every party I ever have! He's just ruin ing my life!”. . . She burst into a storm of tears, and in five minutes the party was at an end, the guests departing sadly like mourners at a f ii neral. “I swear I don't know what to do with the child!” the “child's” I father confessed to May, as they drove back to town ( through th" chipping darkness. “I’ve given Sally everything that money can , buy, and still she's not happy. She’s the most discontented creature in the world.” “You’ve given her too much. . . that’s the trouble,” May answer ed softly. “She bored with every thing. . . even with parties unless they’re drinking parties. Why don’t you let her get a job? Lot her tram for a nurse, or something like that —something really useful?” “Would you go to woik if you had no money?” Ulysses answered her question with one' of his own: “Do you crave a job?” May chuckled. “I’d either do ,that, or go to the poor house,” she said lightly, “un less I lived on my friends’ bounty. As a matter of fact, that’s exactly what I’m doing now." In the darkness she could feel his eyes pass over her face with a swift puzzled look. “But you have the money from ■ the sale of your house,” he said. May sKook her head. “I haven’t a penny of it,” she an swered. “I gave it to a man to in vest for me. And. to put it ele gantly, he ‘skipped out’ with it! I’m W. P. 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