About Americus times-recorder. (Americus, Ga.) 1891-current | View Entire Issue (Oct. 5, 1925)
* B S RUBm AYRES • <-) It was Claudie she knew, and Claudie • was her favorite, but to-’ night she felt that she did nut want' him, that she could not force her . -> answer his un ■is c< cu<»-' tions. She opened the gate and ffed into the road. It was quite a mild evening—the voice of spring was everywhere— and the promise of golden summer days to come. Nan went on until she reached the stile where Peter Lyster had sat that morning with the primroses in his cap; she pushed it open and went on into the wood. The narrow footpath was sost 1 mossy beneath her feet—some lit- I tie animal, startled, rushed away' into the dried bracken and last i years’ undergrowth as she an-1 proached; the tall trees meeting! overhead, made ‘a canopy against l the gray sky. She was alone here, and the tears rained down Nan’s face as she walked—all her pluck and bravery seemed to have gone away form her now there was no longer need fo>- self-restraint. The brambles caught at her dress as she passed, and she drag ged herself free anyhow as she went she only wished that she might die out here in the darkness and silence —that there might never be any need to go back again and take up the burden which life had imposed upon her. She never heard a step coming towards her down the narrow foe - path—never saw the red tip of a lighted cigarette through the dusK till out of the silence a man’s voice spoke to her —close beside her— so close that Nan gave a stifled shriek, and would have turned and fled, but he spoke quickly: “Don’t be frightened—l’m not not going to hurt you—is anything the matter?” I He paused. “Good heavens? Miss Marraby,” he said, amazed. Nan did her best to check theO : sobs that were choking her. Peter flung his cigaret into the bracken, and stood beside her, dis- Mother! Don’t “Physic” a Child To Dr. W. B. Caldwell, of Monti cello, 111., a prac ticing physician for 47 years, it seemed cruel that so many constipated infants and children had to be kept constantly “stirred up” and half sick by taking cathartic pills, tab lets, salts, calomel and nasty oils. While he knew that constipation ww ~ Mil < I; i i I DR.CAL* WELL ] ! • AT(IGEB3 ; v >i v vviidi.l j/avavu was the cause of nearly all children’s little ills, he did not believe that a sickening "purge” or "physic” every little while was necessary. In Dr. Caldwell’s Syrup Pepsin he discovered a laxative which regulates the bowels. A single dose will estab lish natural, healthy bowel movement for weeks at a time, even if the child was chronically constipated. Dr. Caldwell’s Syrup Pepsin not only causes a gentle, easy bowel move ment but, best of all. it is often months before another dose is neces sary. Besides, it is absolutely harm less. and so pleasant that eve® a cross, feverish, bilious, sick child gladly takes it. Buy a large rj /"» • , 60-cent bottle at L/Z? K.CllClWf'll S any store that sells medicine and wIKUt* | 5> pepsin. E For Sale or Rent! One six-room house and lot Lee Street Road, just outside city limits; practically new, all modern improvements; city water, sewerage, electric light; large, up-to-date garage wdth cement floor. If more land is desired, will put in strip adjacent to house which has a frontage along S lee Street Read of 165 feet, running back 450 feet; all 5 fenced. * ■ We also have for rent or sale, one five-room farm house a with eight or ten acres of land just east of Lee street I property. This property has about fifty ten-year-old bearing pecan trees and some thirty or forty young trees; also city water. if you want to buy, liberal terms can be had. LET B YOUR RENT MONEY COUNT. We are prepared to take on a few small farms if listed with us. ALLISON REALTY CO. Phone 253—Lamar Street R. E. ALLISON, President and Treasurer s i H a j ' ggERy I A F MMM 1 As/ “1 notice you are wearing the badge of my regiment.’’ tressed and perplexed. She turned away. She leaned her arms against the mossy trunk of a tree and hid her face in them. "I’m so—ashamed,” she said; her breath was caught with sobs. “I’m not generally such. . .an idiot.” She dried her eyes fiercely, but the tears came again, and after a moment she gave it up; they were still runing down her face when at last she looked at him. A little crescent moon had climb ed high above the tree tops and there was a faintly phosphorescent light in the woods by which they could see one another’s face. | Peter’s eyes were full of distress. “You must think I’m crazy,” Nan said. She tried to laugh; she mop ped at her tears again—she felt as if she would never regain control of herself. “I’ve never done such a thing :n all my life before,” she told him. “I’m not a bit an hysterical woman. | 1 really—oh, please believe me!” “There isn’t anything to be ashamed of,” Peter said, his brows were knit into a frown. “I heard somebody crying—but I had no idea it was you. Is there anything I can do for you?” I Nan shook her head. Her lips were steadier now; she i put her handkerchief away deter minedly. “Shall we go' back?” she asked. She did not want to go; it was i just heaven to be here for a few I moments With him, but she was afraid to trust herself. “I’m not in a hurry, if you are not,” Peter answered. “These woods fascinate me. . . By the way,”—he laughed—“l met. your three small brothers here yesterday. “Yes—they told me. They seem ed to consider you a sort of modern Goliath.” She was grateful to him for in troducing an impersonal note. They i were walking together along the narrow little footpath. There was only just room for them both; here and there Peter had to fall back" a step to let Nan pass. “They asked me to tea,” Peter said again. “And I may as well ad mit that I got as far as your gate this afternoon with the intention of acceping the invitation —” She turned eagerly, j “And you didn’t?” ■ There was something pathetic in her voice. | “No.” He laughed. “I didn’t like to when it came to the point—be- I sides—l think you had friends.” score against Sefton, that his pres-I lence had driven Peter from her gate. “Sefton, was it?” Lyster said thoughtfully. “I suppose you know that he is a friend of mine.” “Yes.” “One of the many I am afraid 1 have forgotten,” Lyster said again, I rather sadly. “It’s a rotten position I to be in, Miss Marraby.” He gave ' !a haH-sigh. “I tel] Arnott that i some day a woman will come along land say she is my wife and I shall not be in a position to contradict her.” He laughed, as if to disperse his previous gravity. “But you will soon be quite well again,” Nan said gently. Her heart ached for the trouble in his voice. She longed to be able I Ito slip her hand through his arm! land lay her cheek to his sleeve and comfort him. He laughed ruefully. , “Shall I? Sometimes I wonder It’s a queer thing you know, having your memory wiped out. And yet” —his voice changed a little “in away it has its advantages. For instance, I get a chance to see peo- ■ pie differently. Sufton. for in stance—by the way, I hope he is not j a friend of yours?” “No— oo,:' Nan, quickly. I “Then I can go on with what I i was going tv say—which is that I am sure if t could choose my friends over again he would not be amongst > them. He tells me that we were ' once great pals. . . .” he gave a lit tle chagrined laugh. “It takes some . believing.” Nan could not answer; in her heart she was asking hersglf a deso late question— ; “Then what of me? What of me? ’ !—what would fee? about me if I | told you—if you knew?” •' She stopped. . “I ought to be going back —it must be getting late.” , “I suppose I ought to be going, home, too,” he said, reluctantly, j “It’s a three-mile walk to Gadsden,' isn’t it?” “And do you like being there?” Nan asked him jealously. “Is Mr. I Arnott’s sister nice?” I' “She’s a delightful woman,” Pe ter said quickly. I “Mr. Arnott said he would bring her to call,” said Nan. | “1 am sure you will like her; she I [has been kindness itself to me.” “Yes,” said Nan. dully. “I shan’t like her, I shall hate her,” she was thinking in her heart They had come to an open space where the trees had been cleared. ,Nan stole a glance at Peter—he was ; [looking at her, too. “I notice you are wearing the! badge of my regiment,” he said sud denly; he touched the little enamel ed bow on her blouse. Nan caught her breath. “Yes—it was given to me—by . somebody,” she said in a panic. I She put up her hand to the little nont nibble" AST ’"between meals ■W W. I If you humor a A®/ false hunger, you’ll spoil your real appetite. ’4— Many of us eat ;• too much, anyway. We overburden the stomr.ch. Next time you “feel faint ’ end think you need just a bite try WRIGLEY’S. It will allay your apparent hunger, and thirst, and give you a genuine, healthy appetite. Then you’ll be ready for your next regular meal, with a hearty zest. Also, WRIGLEY’S tends to keep the teeth clean, the mouth wholesome. To aid digestion, use WRKLEYS ‘After nu “Arnott’s sister isst her husband in France,” Lyster said presently. “Yes,” said Nan; her cheeks burn ed. “And I lost my lover there,” she said. I The words seemed forced from her; she tried to cover the tragedy in her voice. She knew that Lyster looked at her quickly, and when he |spoKe his voice was singularly gen tle. “Arnott did not tell me,” he said. “I never speak about it,” Nan said hurriedly. “I just go on and try to forget—always to forget. . .’ “It's the women who suffer in this war,” Lyster said moodily. ‘For us—well, at least we have the ex citement and the risk—and always something new—something differ ent —but for the women who stay |at home. . . .1 think it is they who are the brave ones, Miss Maraby. Nan tried to laugh. “I hope they are not all such cow ards as I was just now,” she said, shakily. “And I hope you won’t tell anybody that I cried and made such an idiot of myself. . . .” “I never did such a thing be- I fore,” she rushed on. “I don’t know jwhat came over me. It’s a merciful ( thing you turned up and brought Ime to my senses, or I might have [Wandered on for the rest of my life, pike Melisande in the wood. . .” I She was purposely talking flip pantly, and Lyster seemed to under stand her mood. I They were at the stile now. I “Perhaps you’ll come to tea one day,” Nan said, trying to make her [voice casual. “We only have school room tea and thick bread and but ter, but I’ll cut some thin for you—• if you’ll come?” I “I like it thick,” he answered, laughing. “Save the top crust for me, Miss Marraby, and I’ll promise to come—let me help you.” I Nan had deliberately pretended she could not mount the stile; she felt that she must snatch greedily at I every moment with him. I Lyster vaulted the stile easily and ,turned to help her. (Continued). SEAWEED AS FOOD TOKYO. Japan, Oct. 3.—When the tide recedes along the coasts of various parts of Japan the beaches are dotted with people gathering seaweed and carrying it to drying racks of bamboo. After drying it is baled and shipped. The seaweed usually is boiled and eaten with ’ice. PRODDING BACHELORS DUBLIN, Ire., Oct. 3. An order ! has been issued to apply to the I Irish Free State civil service em- I plyes, provides that when women marry they shall quit work, but shall receive a dowry, and that bachelors upon marrying shall re ceive a lump sum and automatically become entitled to an increase in salary. AT RYLANDER [TODAY-TUESDAY i Husband and lovers. A startling drama that unfolds new secrets' about courtship and marriage will ibe at the Rylander Monday and | Tuesday. A smart comedy-drama designed especially for the enter tainment of women. Os course men will enjoy the picture too, but it holds a sepcial appeal to their sex. The story sounds a warning to the careless husband, pointing out the marital difficulties that are bound I to crop up when wives are neglect ed, particularly risky proceedings when other men are only too anx ious to gain her favor and shower attentions upon her. Lewis Stone Florence Vidor, Lew Cody, Dale Fuller, Winter Yorke, and Edith Hall ahd other scrqpn favorites but the bulk of the picture is carried by the first three stars. It is rated as [ not only one of the best pictures of the season but one of the finest en tertainments to reach the screen ’ this year. DOPES CORRECT WASHINGTON, Oct. 3. > Weather bureau forecasts are cor rect nine times out of ten, accord ing to the bureau here. The fore- ■ referred to. however, are for fair and warmer or for snow and colder. ‘ More than 200,000 students en roll every year in agricultural ’ I schools of the United State. MOTHER! ■ “California Fig Syrup” Dependable Laxative for Sick Baby or Child Even if cross, feverish, bilious, con stipated or full of cold, children love the pleasant taste of “California Fig 1 Syrup.” A teaspoonful never fails to clean the liver and bowels. Ask your druggist for genuine “California Fig Syrup” which has di rections for babies and children of all ages printed on bottle. Mother! You must say “California” or you may get an imitation tig syrup. GRAND CAPITAL PRIZE This Chevrolet Coach, fully equipped, instantly meets with the approval of a critical public. Now on display at the Times-Recorder Office. ■Bjjg raw | r .T $ ■ ? / Purchased from the Marshall Auto Sales Company, Americus, Ga. Value, $895.00 ~GRAND CAPITAL PRIZE This beautiful Sedan* fully equipped, is now on display at the Times-Recorder Office, waiting for its new owner. R gi S lIL 1 ■B L’SsssSS'JjJ'. uHIu Purchased from the Marshall Auto Sales Company, Americus, Ga. Va1ue,5975.00. Turner where she will tewi the ■ form wing term. ™ Mrs. Jim Coker and Mrs. Jess Hass of Herod visited here last I week. , Mr. Grady Walters is spending [some time with his mother, Mrs. W. ■ W. Waters, after a serious illness in a hospital in Jacksonville. Messrs. Karl Thompson and E. E. j Cocke has returned from a business | trip to Alabama. Miss Estelle Melton is visiting ( Miss Florence Willis in St. Peters- j I burg, Fla. | We regret very much that Mr. land Mrs. E. C. Paschal are moving ito their farm, they will be missed by all their friends. Miss Ruby Oxford of near here I has gone to Bronw’ood where she j will teach the Bth grade in the I school there. Mrs. J. W. Anderson, of Yoemans visited her sisters on Monday. Mrs. R. E. Bell has left for an outing at points in North Carolina. Mrs. L. M. Norton is visiting relatives in Washington, D. C. Mr. Miles Hill, Jr., left Sunday for Atlanta where he wil lenter bus . iness college. Mrs. J. C. Turner of Bronwood . visited here recently. Mr. and Mrs. J. C. Connoway, of • Parrott visited here, recently. | CHOKER BEADS 11 11 We have on display a large assortment of I Fall styles in Choker Beads. Prices from ' $1.25 to $15.00. THOS. L. BELL, Inc. See Our Window Display ! M—H—IWT r--iaiTHMIJ 111 ~ 11 I LET US DO YOUR I GINNING! I IT WILL PAY I YOU I Farmers Cotton Oil CO. I Phone 92 The more than fowWc in circumfer ence at the bottom and the vines have reached a length of 125 feet. Freshen Up! j Nicest Laxative, i | “Cascarets” 10c i Don't stay head achy, bilious, consti -1 pated, sick! Take \ one or two “Casca- Is’ rets” any time to L; \y n mildly stimulate I 'xf/yy your liver and start /X, -’y your bowels. Then k you will feel fine, \ yfl- your head becomes \ \ dear, stomach sweet, tongue pink and skin rosy. Nothing else cleans, sweetens, and I refreshes the entire system like pleas ant, harmless candy-like “Cascarets.” . They never gripe, overact, or sicken. II Directions for men, women, children on each box—drugstores.
