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TUESDAY AFTERNOON, OCTOBER 20, 1925 One w/io Foro'ot „ * B, RUBY~M AYRES t) “That's for Mr. Lyster,” she said, urgently. “But nobody must know— promise me . . . quick'” Claudie flushed with pleasure at the honor conferred on him. “Only you and me,” h e said in a stage whisper. “You musten’t even tell Jim or Buster or Nan.” “No.” He peered round behind her towards the house. “Not tell nobody,” he said im portantly. “And mind you don’t lose it,” Joan entered. “It’s frightfully im portant—” He nodded vigorously, “Not to tell nobody—only Mr. Lyster,” he said again. Joan smiled and nodded. “Yes—good boy—now run along.” She watched him patter off through the sunshine, his little feet sending small clouds of gray dust behind him at each step, then she went back to the house. Claudie reached the end of the road hot and breathless; he looked up and down eagerly, but could not see his brothers. Once he opened his mouth to call to them, but remembering his pre cious mission, closed it again deter minedly. If they waited for him, they might see the letter and ask questions, and he had promised Nan’s pretty friend not to tell “nobody.” He clutched the letter tightly as he went—he felt more proud than ever in his life before; he wondered if Mr. Lyster would give him a penny for being so faithful to his charge; if he did—there were some new sort of lollypops in the village stores . . . his thought broke off as he heard a heavy step coming towards him down the narrow pathway. Peter, of course! His little face brightened—he started to run; then suddenly he stopped dead, as Harley Sefton broke through the under growth and came towards him. Claudie hated Harley Sefton. His eager footsteps came to a frightened halt as he looked up at the man’s hard face; it was quite unconscious ly that he put the hand which clutch ed Joan’s note behind his back in an attitude of defiance. SALARY INCREASE COMES WITH PROMOTION CHICAGO, Sept. 28.—After a ca’eful survev or the entire labor situation extending from office boy to president, indications are that positions showing increases in sal aries require experienced help. Consulting the president of one of our largest industries, the writ er inquired regarding the rapid success of a certain young man who had become general manager, and who a few years ago was but office boy; his answer was, Brown start ed as office boy, the lowest salaried position in our office, he was am bitious and managed to purchase a typewriter on small monthly pay ments and after three weeks of practice at home he was promoted to bill clerk, which position gave him knowledge of the selling price of all merchandise. His next ad vance was that of typist, which taught him the numerous forms of letter-writing and enabled him to hold a stenographic position, giv ing him complete knowledge of let ter-writing. He was then made sec retary, bringing him into contact with all business details and quali fied him for the general manager’s office at ten thousand per year. The same opportunity awaits ev ery young man and woman. Educa tion or age have nothing to do with operating so simple a machine as the type writer. We are informed that a great piece of benevolent work is being carried on by a large Chicago mail order house in fur nishing typewriters to people wor thy of credit, by selling on small monthly installments, so low as to average about eight cents per day' and actually teaching theL‘ custom ers how to use and operate any tpe writer in about three weeks’ time. You can get other information by writing the International Type writer Exchange, 184 W. Lake St., Chicago, Illinois. —(adv.) Dr. R.B. Strickland Dentist Americus, Georgia bell building Over Western Union Telegraph Harness and Suitcases Repaired By N. R. HARRIS Expert Workman aluminumware free CUSTOMERS. Phillips Champion Shoe and Harness Shop 111 E. Forsyth St 1111 l jit In a contest between a brave man and a coward the end'ng is a fe egone conclusion. But for that little gesture Sefton would probably have passed on with out speaking, but as it was, he stopp ed and smiled down at the child unpleasantly. “And wher e are you running to?” he asked. Claudie shivered; his little mind flew to the story of Red Riding Hood and the wolf whom she had met in the wood, and he wondered in terror if this man’s smooth tones were purposely chosen to hide some sinister motive, as the Wolf’s had been. “Nowhere,” he said, stoutly. He looked anxiouslp past Sefton down the narrow path beyond which led away to Peter Lyster and safety; but. alas! it was too narrow for even a small boy to pass along while this man barred the way. But Claudie was plucky, and sud denly ducking his head, he made a dive forward, hoping to scrape past against the bushes. But it was hopeless; Sefton caught him by the loose back of his sailor jacket and hauled him back. “So you’d run away would you?” he said. He had never liked Claudie, Nan’s affection for the boy. “Let me see,” he began, with slow enjoyment. “You’re the young man who said you hated me . . . and the youg man to whom I once promised I a thrashing—eh? Well, it seems to , me that this is a most opportune moment—” * Claudie scared; he struggled vio lently, beating one small fat fist a gainst his tormentor’s body. “Let me go—let me go!” he said, over and over again. Nan . . . Nan ..." In his fright he let the precious note drop to the mossy pathway at his feet and Harley Sefton saw it. He kept hold of Claudie with one hand and stopped to pick it up with We have just received a fresh shipment of • JAMS, JELLIES, OLIVES and Condiments of all kinds Come to see us HARRIS GROCERY CO. 28—Phone —29 The Home of Quality Special Excursion to Macon, Ga. October 20 and 22, 1925 ACCOUNT GEORGIA STATE EXPOSITION Unusually low round trip fares Tickets on sale for all trains of October 20 and 22, good returning leaving Macon not later than mid night of day following date of sale. Attractive Fair Program Excursion from AMERICUS $2.00 The special fare named above is in addition to the regular excursion tickets on sale daily during the Fair at fare and one-half round trip. Ask Ticket agent for further information. CENTRAL of GEORGIA RAILWAY "‘The Right Way’* the other. He saw the name on the outside of the folded paper, and though he had never seen Nan’s handwritting, he took it for granted that it must be hers and that she was sending this note to Lyster. An ugly expression crossed his face. He dropped the note into a pocket and shook Claudie till he was breathless. “You young monkey, you! So this is the little game, is it? I’ll teach you—l’ll—” He lifted the ridingwhip which he invariably carried with him in the country and brought it down I heavily on the child’s shrinking body. “I’ll teach you to defy me and hate me. I’ll—” “Oh, you brute—you brute!” It was Nan’s voice—Nan, who came flying through th e wood and caught his arm just as it was de scending for the second time. She was as white as death; she hardly seemed to know what she was doing. She struck at Harley Sefton’s face like a mad woman. “You brute—oh, you brute! Let him go—let him go!” Sheer surprise- had made Sefton re linquish his hold of the boy, and Claudie dropped sobbing and shak ing amongst the bracken and under growth. Sefton tried to catch Nan’s arms and hold her, but for the moment rage made her stronger than he. She struck at him again and again. She saw the world red. That he should so have dared to hurt Claudie. She could have killed hem in her passionate anger and hatred. “You wild cat, you!” he said sav agely. His face was ugly, but there was a look of unwilling admiration in his eyes. He held both her wrists with one hand; the other h e passed agitatedly across his face. It was red and bruised, and his lip had been cut by the diamond ring which he himself had given Nan. She stood panting and struggling with him. She loathed the touch of his hand on her. She was sick with shame that she could ever have thought it possible that she could marry such a man. Claudie had got over his first deep terror and was howling now in real earnest, rasing his voice shrilly till it must have been heard half over the wood. Sefton looked round uneasily. He was a coward at heart, as are most bullies. “Stop that little devil’s noise!” he said savagely. “If you think I’m going to put up with his nonsense and yours as well . . .” He broke off, releasing Nan and wheeling sharply as someone crashed through the undergrowth, and the next moment Peter Lyster was there, not a yard from them. How much he had heard or seen none of them knew, but there was a look in his face which Nan had never thought to see there again—a look in his eyes as he turned from her to Sefton that made her heart swoon You Know a Tonic is Qood when it makes you eat like a hungry boy and brings back the color to your cheeks. You can soon feel the Strengthening, Invigorating Effect of GROVE’S TASTELESS CHILL TONIC SOc. AMERICUS TIMES-RECORDER Women Break Silence On Killing ■- jgggr" > • * Mw JI I wOk, ■•> ; O-- WH ih- ' A Is. K / I*' \ EM 11 wk ' Ur-***' / Misses Florence and Dorothy Sur ber, left to right above, have emerged from two years of seclus ion in Kansas City to testify for the state in the trial of Roy Garvey in her breast for sheer happiness, ■ She put out her arms and drew I Claudie into them and away from the two men who faced one another in the narrow pathway'. Sefton laughed insolently as he looked at Peter. “Ah! the play-actor!” he said with detestable inflection. “The man who lost his memory to avoid further service, or to escape an unwelcome engagement. The man who forgot ... conveniently forgot—” But he never finished that sen tence; Peter made a lunge forward and caught him fairly between the eyes. 1 SUCCESS TO BE LASTING MUST BE DESERVED jM '- 1 vR!E ; -< * p W • ' W’ f " ' *<< vSf MOB* W'; ’•'' jSs V .$& ■■"" -tw- / O / ti-. Y •<• | - -/ik. wWr F 1 Y'-n. «wm> 5-5 F ~./ " *4' *" *« Exactly as it holds its old smokers,Chesterfield wins its new ones-on taste alone •’•- J • * ticqrrr & MtiuToiicco Co. (inset) for the killing of his father, J. W. Garvey, millionaire insurance man. Miss Florence Surber was the slain man’s secretary. i Claudie cried out, but with delight I now rather than fear, And Nan hid her eyes. But in a contest between a brave man and a coward the ending is a foregone conclusion, and in two mo ments Lyster had broken the riding crop across its owner’s back, and Sefton had disappeared— a limping, raging thing, to hide his shame in the heart of the wood. Peter was breathing heavily and his face was very pale. There was a dazed sort of look about him; big man as he was, he trembled like a girl now his rage bad died down. And, then, quite suddenly, with out comment of any sort, Lyster turned on his heel and began to walk slowly away. His steps dragged—his head was down bent—he walked like a man oho is throughly exhausted. Nan gently released Claudie’s clinging fingers and flew after Peter down the narrow path, her light steps hardly making any sound on the mossy ground; she caught him up—she spoke his name breathlessly fearfully. “Mr. Lyster.” But he did not stop, or look at her; he just said hoarsely: “Let me go—let me go!” as if he could bar e no more, and Nan fell back silently. She took Claudie’s hand and they went home without speaking. Joan met them in the doorway. She gasp ed when she saw the tearstains and agitation on both faces. She asked a volley of questions. What had* hap pened? Was anybody hurt? Oh, how dreadfully! (To Be Continued) Fine Mules We received today two car loads Kentucky and I ennessee Mules—all mare mules. These mules were bought right and will be sold right. You will always find a large lot of mules in our stable to select from, CASH OR CREDIT G. A. & W. G. Turpin , Do yous Christmas thinking early i and avoid the rush. ■ A drink in hand is worth two in | the bushes. REGISTRATION NOTICE Books are now open for regis tration for primary to be held Nov. 16th. 1925. Books close Nov. 11th, 1925. A. D. GATEWOOD, JR., Clerk and Treaa. I WANTED ! Hens and Fryers Market Stronger AMERICUS hatchery ANd SUPPLY CO . Americus, Ga. PAGE THREE
