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A BIBLE THOUGHT FOR TODAY
Our Father who art in heaven, hallowed
by thy name. Thy kingdom come. Thy
will be done on earth as it is in heaven. —
Matthew 6:9, 10.
Russia's Fettered Trade
WHATEVER tne considerations that
moved France tp recognition of So
viet Russia, it is unlikely that hopes
of large trade gains were amongst them.
That Paris would- warmly welcome develop
ments in that direction goes without say
ing; for only thus, it would seem, will even
a fraction of the vast French claims against
Russia ever be liquidated. But there is no
promise in present circumstances that the
foreign commerce of the Bolshevist-ruled
nation will be more considerable than dur
ing these recent leaji years.
An able American observer writes in the
'New York Journal of Commerce that British
recognition of the Moscow regime certainly
has brought no flattering prospect of ex
panding 'trade opportunities. “The limited
concessions made by the Russians in the
matter of debt settlement, bought with the
promise of a guaranteed loan, put into the
Conservative and Liberal handi excellent
weapons for attacking the Labor govern
ment. In consequence the trade possibili
ties are being ignored, a fact which is not
surprising, in view of the latest statistics.’’
Those statistics show that “Imports into the
United Kingdom from the secession states |
of Finland, Esthonia, Latvia, etc., in 192.", !
amounted to more than two and one-half
times the imports from Russia, while ex
ports to those countries were about four
times as large as exports to Russia.” It
appears further that while British purchases
from Russia amounted to some nine million.
. two hundred thousand pounds last year and
to ten million, six hundred thousand pounds
for the first eight months of 1924, British
sales to the Soviet aggregated only two and
a half million pounds last year and only one
million, four hundred thousand for the first
eight months of 192 4.
This is no more characteristic of Britain’s
than of the world’s general business rela
tions with Soviet Russia. Nor is it in any
wise surprising that a country whose pro
ducing powers have been fettered and
starved by the tyrannous theory of Bolshev-
Ism should have little with which .to entbr
the markets of civilization or to sustain the
life of mutually profitable commerce.
Better Homes for America
ONE of the most practical as well as
most appealing of present-day social
services is that known as “Better
Homes in America,” which defines Itself as
a “purely educational movement with no
commercial backing or connections.” Main
tained by public and private gifts, it is de
voted to these major purposes: overcoming
the shortage of homes, demonstrating the
good and the power of thrift for home own
ership, encouraging and counseling the
home-maker, stimulating “sensible and ap
propriate purchasing for homo improve
ment,” helping the home’s wage arner to
become more efficient, bettering home en
vironment as a means to character building,
making the advantages and joys of home life
available to larger numbers of people, and.
what is especially distinctive of this endeav
or, mobilizing community Interest for love
of home and for service of the common
weal.
In a current statement from its headquar
ters at Washington “Better Homes in Amer
ica” declares that in the'last named of these
purpose? is found “the real key to the suc
cess of the moveir.'nt a success which has
brought about, through commu _• spirit. a
TI’E ATLAVIA TRIWEEKLY JOURNAL
series of demonstrations during Better
Homes week, a closer loyalty in the com
munity, a greater of originality,
and the awakening on the part of millions
of persons throughout the country to the
possibilities of a broader home life.” We
Vre told further that “while Better Homes
in America offers its help to every communi
ty in the country, whether rural or urban, it
is recognized that no two communities face
identical problems;” wherefore, “Better-
Homeg week campaigns to encourage the
building, beautifying and owning of private
homes are the work of the local communities,
headed by local chairmen, appointed by na
tional headquarters and aided by their ex
perience.”
Atlantians will bear cordial witness to the
worth of this enterprise in their own city.
The better Homes exhibit and demonstrations
given here from year to year have proved
highly encouraging to would-be home owners
and highly Instructive to those wishing to
. enhance the comfort and the comeliness of
homes already possessed. It is significant
that whereas five hundred communities ob
served Better Homes week three years ago,
the number was doubled in 192 3 and trebled
in 1924. May this good wo:' continue to
go prosperously forward, fostering that love
of home which is the beginning of patriotism
and the basis of so much that is best in life.
MG FAVORITE STORIES
By Irving S. Cobb
THE TRAVELING AMERICAN ABROAD
E, VERY American who has been to Eu
rope is familiar with the tourists from
' his native land who are covering / the
sights on a time schedule and have no pre
cius moments to waste in loafing about.
They may slow up to buy souvenir postal
cards, but they don’t actually stop. They
hurry and keep on hurrying. Some of these
brisk-moving Yankees are still panting when
they gef back home. It may take them
weeks to catch up with their panting.
By the same token, a good many also are
familiar with the little story relating to two
typical specimens of this breed. They were
doing London in two days, and they didn’t
mean to overlook anything, for they both
were efficiency hounds, both go-getters.
In the course of their itinerary they
reached Westminster Abbey. As they wiled
out of the cab one of them, appraising the
proportions of the vast pile of masonry with
an expert eye, said to his friend:
“Well, Bill, it’s just another "one of those
domed churches, but the guide book says
we certainly can’t afford to overlook it.
Looks like a purty big job, though. Tell
what we’ll do. You look at the inside and
I’ll take the outside of her and I’ll meet
you right here in ten minutes from now.”
Ouf of her actual experience a charming
young Cincinnati girl who recently returned
after spending a year in Paris matched this
tale with another.
She" told that in the Rue de Rivoli one
afternoon she bumped into a group pf Jier
feIIOAV-countrymen. At that moment irp
darted a long-legged compatriot gasping
slightly for breath, but Avith the ring of
triumph in his tones, and 'cried out exult
antly:
“Well, folks, I just now established a rec
ord. I did the whole Louvre in twenty
minutes by the Avatch and could a’ done it
in fifteen if them derned marble floors
hadn’t been so slippery.”
(Copyright, 1 924.)
QUIZ
Any Tri-Weekly Journal reader can
get the answer to any question puzzling
him by writing to The Atlanta Journal
Information Bureau, Frederic J. Has
kin, director, Washington, 1). C., and
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ATLANTA OFFICE.
Q. When Avas the Palacio of Cortez
built? W. W. T.
A. This building in Coyoacan, a suburb
of Mexico City, was erected in 1 522 and is
one of the oldest buildings on this continent.
Q. In the days of the Mayflower, who
were entitled to prefix “Mr.’/ or “Mrs.” to
their names? B. N. G.
A. People who belonged to the class of
gentlemen in England, ministers, physicians
and their wives bore these titles. If a man
or woman Avas below the condition of gen
tility, but above that of a servant, the title
Goodman or “Goodwife” was used byway
of address. Only twelve of the Mayflower
passengers had this title.
Q. Is milk as heavy as water? H. H. P.
A ’ sightly heavier than Avater.
its specific gravity ranging from 1.029 to
1.0.14 at 6 0 degrees, Fahrenheit.
Q. M hat. percentage of American AX'omen
are really fat? A. A.
A. We knoAv of no complete statistics on
the subject. It is reported that clothing
manufacturers classify 4 5 per cent of the
American Avomen as “stout.’’
Q. What people believe that the soul
takes the form of a butterfly? G. F. S.
A. This is a belief of people of Burma.
Dorothy Dix says that the Burmese believe
that the soul, in the -form of a butterfly,
leaves the body Avhile Ave sleep. They AviU
never waken a sleeper for fear his butterfly
ma> not be able to get back quickly enough
to its habitation, the soul hax'ing gone Avan
dering during the person’s sleep.
Q. Are birds instrumental in the destruc
tion of the boll weevil? E. S. T.
A. Special study by the Department of
Agriculture resulted in finding that about
sixty-six species prey upon this insect pest.
Q. How did the custom of shaking hands
originate? J. W. T. *
A. It is said io be traced to a desire upon
the part of men to prove Avhen meeting that
they Avere unarmed.
Q. Mas “Buffalo Bill’’ ever called Pa
haska? B. B. McC.
A. William F. Uody. xxhom avq knew as
“Buffalo Bill,” was called Pahaska bv ;h'.
Indians, meaning “long hair.”
Q. Hoax' many people were killed by au
tomobiles last year? G. A.
A. The National Safety Council says the
number of automobile fatalities for iL\ T
-1 923. in the United States, has not been
determined, but the latest estimates place it
at 15.700, Avith an additional 1,700 which
occurred at grade crossings, making an ap
proximate total of 1 7,4 50.
Q. What was the date upon which no
water flowed over Niagara Falls? IL C. M C.
A. The winter of 1847-1848 Avas extraor
dinarily severe in this country. Heavy ice
formed in Lake Erie. When it was broken
up during the latter part of March, the
Avinds swept the ice into the entrance of
\ . River at Buffalo, wh i it ■ • ■
in a solid mass, completely choking the
outlet of Lake Fri?. with the result th:u on
March 29, 1848, t’ne falls of Niagara w.
practically dry.
1H E SEA HA WK
BY RAFAEL SABATINI
I by Arrans.'nicnt Wall First National Pietu•••••?.
In-; Copyrighted l v Hou hton-Mil Ilin Company. I
What has gone before- Sir Oliver
T; <. sili.nn is* b oth d to Rosamund
Godolphin, but the marriage is opposed
by lb' vniund’s brother, Beier, and her
guardian, Sir Oliver Killigrew. When
Oliver’s young half-brother, Lionel, kills
Peter in a quarrel suspicion falls on
Oliver. A trail of blood is found lead
ing from the body to his doorway. Even
Rosamund bel m .guilty. Desir-
ing to protect Lionel, Oliver can only
protest his innocence; but he obtains
from ilie justices a document, to be
produced in case of trial, attesting to
the fact that he bears no mark of re
cent wound; that therefore the trail of
blood, obviously that of the murderer,
is not his. A few weeks later trial
threatens; and Lionel, crazed with fear
that Oliver will reveal the truth, hires
' a pirate sea captain, Jasper Leigh, to
abduct him and sell him as galley
slave. With Oliver’s disanpearanx e it
is assumed he has fled to escape trial.
Out at sea, Lei; h tells Oliv< r of Lionel’s
part in the affair and offers, for a
price, to take him back to England.
Oliver accepts and Leigh is about to
i U !'IW
action. The Swallow, unarmed, is
sunk. Now go on with the story.
CHAPTER IX
The Ca.pt ivo
SAKR-EL-BAHR, the hawk of the Sea, the
scourge of the Mediterranean and the
terror of Christian Spain, lay prone on
the heights of Cape Spartel.
Above him on the crest of the cliff ran
the dark green line of the orange groves
of Araish —the reputed Carden of the Hes
perides of the ancients, where the golden
apples grew. A mile or so to eastward were
dotted the huts and tents of a Bedouin en
campment on the fertile emerald pasture
land that spread away as far as the eye
could range toward Ceuta. Nearer, astride
of a gray rock, an almost naked goatherd,
a lithe'brown with a cord of camel-
hair about his shaven head, intermittently
made melancholy and unmelodious sounds
upon a reed pip ■ Fom somexvhere in the
blue vault of heaven overhead came the
joyous trilling of a lark from below the.
silken rustling of the tideless sea.
S‘akr\el-Bahr lay“ prone upon a cloak of
woven camel-hair amid luxuriating fern and
samphire on the very edge of the sheif of
cliff to which he bad climbed. On either
side of him squatted a negro from the Sus,
their muscular bodies glistening like ebony
both naked of all save white loin cloths,
in the dazzling, sunshine of mid-May. They
wielded crude fans fashioned from the yel
lowing leaves of date palms, their duty
was to wave these, gently to and fro above
their lord’s head, to give him air and drive
off the flies. ’
Sakr-el-Bahr was in the very prime of
life, a man of a great length of bodx, \x it a
a deep Herculean torso and Limbs that ad
vertised a giant strength. His hawk nosed
face ending in it black forked beard xxas ot
a swarthine« s ac ntuated to exaggeration
white turban wound about Jjis
brow. His eyes, by contrast, were singu
larly light. He wore over his white shirt a
long green tunic of very light silk. woven
along its edges with arabesques in gold; .T
pair of loose calico breeches reached to his
knees; his brown muscular calves, were
naked and his feet were shod in a pair of
.Moorish shoes of crimson leather, with up
curling and very pointed to|?s. He had no
weapons other than the heavy bladed knife
with a jeweled hilt lat was, thrust'into his
girdle of plaited leailwer.
A Ward or two away on his left lay an
o‘ hi’ r . • ( ■ i the ground
and hands arched above his brow to shade
his eyes, gazing out to sea. lie, too, was a
tall and powerful man. and when he moved
there was a glint of armor from the chain
mail in which his body was cased and from
the steel casque about which he had swathed
his green turban. Beside him lay an enor
mous curved simitar in a sheath of'.broxvn
leather that was heavy with steel orna
ments. His face was handsome and bearded,
out swarthier far than his companion’s, and
the backs of hie long fine hands were al
most black.
Sakr-el-Bahr paid little heed to him.
Lying there he looked, doxvn the slope, clad
with stunted cork trees and evergreen oaks;
here and there w;;s the golden gleam of
broom; yonder over a spur of whitish rock
sprawled the green and living scarlet of a
cactus. Below him al > the cavee of Her
cules was a -pace of sea whose clear depths
shifted with its slow movement from the
deep green of emerald to all the Colors of
the opal. A little farther off behind a pro
jecting' screen of rock that formed a little
haven two enormous masted galleys,
of fifty oars, arid a smaller galliot of thirty
rode gentlx- on Hie sl’ r, ht heave of the wa
ter, the vast, yellow oars standing out al
most horizontally from the side of each ves
sel like pinions of some gigantic bird. That
they lurired there either in concealment or
in ambush was very plain. Above them cir
cled a flocs of seagulls noisy and insolent.
Sakr-el-Bahr looked out to sea, across
the straits toward Tarifa and the faint dis
tant European coast line just visible through
the limpid Summer air. But his glance was
not con ce rno d with tlint hnzy horizon* it
went no further than a fine white sailed
c^ose bauled, xvas z beating up the
; r ai m SOnie f f ur mi ! es otf ' A sentie breeze
vas blowing from the east, and wirh everv
foot of canvas spread to catch it she stood
as close to it as was possible
and not a' doubt but''her‘masier'’would-be
scanning the hostile African littoral 1 for a
•sight ot those rovers who hnnntp/1
il,f nd wh T tOOl< - toll of every Christian'
smiled to think how- liule’ the "AesencA
Africa to the Christian"sApper’s
in striking disiance
A promontory to eastward made
ine line o l t t tmn. r• ■ 1 ’ ion wns Inrn 1 v Hr q wn •
THE COUNTRY HOME
BY MRS. W. H. FELTON
FOOLJXG TUH.MSHI.VES WITH FOLLY
HE convict in the Federal penitentiary
5 who imposed upon a mother’s sympa
-4 - thy and love in trying to impersonate
the poor woman’s dead son has not- only
made the unhappy mother miserable and
anxious, but he has made a fool of himself,
if there is away to punish such imposters,
it ought to be done. He .should be convict
ed by his confession as a forger, not of
money or cheeks, hut as a cruel impostor
who was intent, as it appears,'to get every
thing possible, even their money, by this im
personation. Our laws seem to be hopeless
ly lax in matters of such importance. Jt is
not surprising that the daughter of these
old people should now attempt to reach the
woman who mailed a letter in New Orleans
to arouse these aged ones Io action. If she
can be located, it would be to punish her
for conniving at a fraud. She is a conspira
tor. It is plainly evident that it is deplora
bly easy to confuse pension papers, and any
attempt to purge the pension rolls will raise
an outcry from those who are profiting by
these frauds. I well remember how a na
nal commissioner of pensions, a Tennessean,
attempted to get authority to go over the
lists anil clear out this rubbish, twenty or
more years ago. The hue and cry raised
by these connivres at fraud secured his de
feat at the first opportunity. The enormity
of such impostors made a review necessary
but the thing went no further.
Coming down to .state affairs, the pension
list in Georgia needs looking over and the
confusion of World War veterans evidence
the positive and growing necessity for such
cleaning up. I was informed a few days
ago that there are scores of so-called pen
sioners in Georgia getting vocational train
ing, drawing heavy payments in money,
also, that will never do a lick of work
again because they must play the role of
really disabled veterans. I do not vouch
for the statement. Any man who will im
personate a disabled war veteran and is
afraid to go to work because his disability
would not appear to be prodigious is as
much of an impostor as the crook in the
Atlanta Federal prison, lately exposed. In
this Bergeron case, the cruelty'-to those old
parents was intensified by the appearance
of the son as a convict, when their boy bad
been buried with honors as a World Wqr
soldier.
Shame, was cruelly added to their grief.
It speaks loudly for their sincerity of- pur
pose that they followed parental love to the
limit.
In the nature of things which may be
possible is a statistical exhibit of the lists
of those who are now drawing big pay from
the goevrnment on pension rolls should be
made and also published in every state and
county of th.e United States where a claim
of residence is set down. In justice and
fairness to the tax-payers there should be a
list of every sort of pensioner printed •in
the county papers of Georgia. The honest
ones will never be thought. the less of
while the others should be thoroughly ad
ministered out of the pension business.
Some years ago, I sat on a seat on a rail
road train with a Confederate widow going
to Atlanta. We fell into conversation, as
usual. She was going to a middle Georgia
county to live. She said her sons prevailed
on her to sell her farm because she could
not draw a widow’s pension and own the
farm. She gave me the sale price on her
farm, and she had sold out her tsnff to live
with her children and her name was on the
pension roll, as she expected. It was an
other old mother who was thus prevailed
upon to commit a fraud on the state pension
office. You can be sure this is not a lone
case, “by a jugful.” Behind those pensions
there should be a clean record of honest
dealing.
CAN THESE THINGS BE TRUE?
v HAVE been reading about the United
9 States shipping board, and it seems there
were wasted three and a half billions
“Orderly Marketing Pays”—The Tifton Gazette
<y-\HE profit to the farmer in orderly mar- '
? | keting of his farm produ ts is being
demonstrated this fall in the peanut •
and sweet potato markets.
When the farmer rushes his product on
the market, the market goes ' down —Avhen '
he holds and sells slowly and orderly, the :
market stays around the point where it I
should be. This is true of every crop which
the farmer raises, no matter Avhat it is. A I
glutted market always drives the price down.
Avhile the marketing of products in any
orderly manner tends to keep the market at |
an equitable standard. |
This Avas demonstrated in recent weeks in
the peanut market. Peanuts were being, 0.-
sered by the farmers much more rapidly
than the mills could handle them, and the
price Avent down. The mills at one time, it
i 3 said, threatened to send the price down
to SSO or S6O a ton, but the Peanut Growers
association stepped into the breach and
the day for the growers, and the mar
out not onlv the red and yellOAA' quarterings,
but the devices of the castle and the lion.
“A Spanish ship, Biskaine,” he growled
to companion. “It is very well. The
praise to the One!”
“Will she venture in?’’ wondered the;
other.
“Be sure she will A’enture, ’ was the con
fident answer. “She suspects no danger,
and it is not often that our galleys are to
be found so far westAvard. Aye, there she
cornea in all her Spanish pride.”
Even as he spoke she reached that line !
of demarcation. She crossed it, for there;
was still a moderate breeze on the leeAvard ;
side of it, intent no doubt upon making the
utmost of that southward run.
“Now!” cried Biskaine —Biskaine-el-Bo-
rak was he called from the* lightning-like
impetuousness in which he was Avont to
strike. !
“Not yet,” was the calm, restraining an
swer. “Every inch nearer shore she creeps
the more certain is her doom. Time enough
o sound the charge when she goes about.
Give me to drink, Abiad,” he said to one
of his negraps, whom in irony he had dub
bed “the White.”
The slave turned aside, swept away a
little of ferns and produced an amphora of
porous and red clay; he removed the palm
leaves from the mouth of it and poured
xvater into a cup. Sakr-el-Bahr drank slow
ly, his eyes never leaving the vessel, Avhose
every ratline was clearly defined by noAv in
'he pellucid air. Thej’ could see men mov
ing on her decks, and. the watchman sta
tioned in the foremast fiahtingtop. She
was not more than half a mile away when
suddenly came tha»*maneuver to go about.
. Sakr-el-Bahr leaped instantly to his great,
aeight and Avaved a long green scarf. From
one of the galleya behind the screen of
rocks a trumpet rang out in immediate an
swer to that signal; it was followed by the
shrill xvhistles of the bo’suns, and that again
by the splash and creak of oars, as the two
larger galleys swept out from their ambush.
The long armored poops Avere a-swarm xvith
turbaned corsairs, their weapons gleaming
a‘: armed with bows and arrows, and the
ra*lines on each side of the srallevs were
black wi*h men who swarmed there like io-
<’ontinued Saturday. Renew your sub
suvjpnop nuw to avoid mining a (diopter of
thi splendid story. < ;
THURSDAY, NOVEMBER fl, 1924.
, (not millions), a half billion on wooden
j ships that were worthless.
There -were twenty million hand grenades
j made for our troops—on this chemical ex-
■ p-eriment one hundred and sixteen millions
of dollars were absolutely wasted.
There was a shell loading plrbnt built on
' swampy ground in Delaware, estimated to
cost one million and a quarter dollars.
When the armistice arrived the plant was in
complete and up to that time fourteen mil
lions had been spent. The manager's salary
was $15,000, assistant manager SIO,OOO, and
Hie chief engineer SIO,OO0 —high salaries all
down the line.
The war department undertook to build
throe picric acid plants, not including seven
such plants desired by the French, to furnish
the acid for explosives. Nothing was pro
duced ready for use until the war ended, and
the plants ordered by the French came to
thirty-live millions, but it was settled with
the French for $14,000,000, a dead loss for
the undertaking that never realized a dollar
i of twenty-one millions.
They had in operation what was called
I the United States Homing corporation, to
, provide homes for war workers. There were
■ spent at the navy yard in Washington City
on naval dormitories eight hurfdred and six
ty-nine thousand dollars, which were never
occupied. Congressman Clark, of Florida,
, said of tfieni, “It was a profligate, senseless
and utterly inexcusable waste of public
I funds.”
The government is still paying a rental
to the Baltimore and Ohio railroad, a rental
of land, the architect being paid $25,000 for
j designing twelve small barnlike structures,
practically all alike. (I saw acres of such
I buildings myself in Washington City,»cheap
box houses, in 1918.) The contractor hired
some trucks to the governmenat a $3.50 per
hour, which cost, him $560, with net profit
of nearly $14,000. Why did not the govern
, ment buy its own trucks and give them to
the contractors aS a souvenir of the egre
gious -failure?
It cost $7 to hang a pair of cheap blinds
on these very cheap buildings. The cost per
room to the government was $1,500, and
they were as cheap as possible to build.
A lady manager at one of these twelve
room buildings had nearly $6,000 salary, her
room and board, a private secretary at $3,-
000 nearly, bookkeeper 1 at $4,500 and four
assistants at $2,300 each. They were to look
after the roomers and boarders in only one
of these twelve dormitories. When the war
closed the government ordered it all to stop.
These enormous salaries went on for
months. >
After the armistice the war department
sent to France nearly 25,000 new motor
cars. For what, nobody seems to know.
They wore junked to the French for one
fifth of their cost. The Avar department re
ceived from the contractors over 70,000 of
such motor cars at a cost of one hundred
and seventy-five million dollars. These cars
stood out in the weather, guarded at one
hundred thousand dollars a day—paid to
watch these crated cars go to pieces, a glut
on tire market.
The war department bought a reservation
in Georgia called Fort Benning. One plan
tation was sold to the government for $439,-
000 —-it cost the oxxWer $32,000. That Fort
’'Benning property cost the taxpayers over
$7,000,000. For months after the property
was useless to the government it was kept
going.
What we really used In the way of ord
nance in small arms and ammunition was
bought in foreign countries “over there.”
The stuff we made was of no account. There
are fifteen volumes covering the investiga
tion by the Graham committee. If it was
now paid for, it would not be 1 so bad, but
the debts are still in force, drawing interest.
| Greedy lawyers and claim agents have made
I billions of dollars by collecting such claims
; from the government since the armistice.
ket went back around S9O instead of going
doxvn to SSO. The trouble was that the
farmers Avere selling and anxious to get the
pea’lluts off their hands'. The mills were be
ing loaded, getting too much money tied up
in peanuts and probably could not handle
any more at the time, and a drop in the
market Avds the only natural result, until
Hie association began taking up the surplus
and put the market back on its feet. The
mills are not to be blamed—they are going
to buy the peanuts just as cheaply as they
can, of course —just as you will buy . what
you bu-y just as cheaply as you can get it
The trouble was that the peanuts were com
ing in too fast and the market was being
over-run. The growers are due thanks to
the association for its stabilizing effect on
the market.
County Agent Chandler has done some
fine Avork for the farmers in Tift county in
this crisis. He secured a good connection
and disposed of about 200,000 pounds of
peanuts for Tift county growers at from SBS
to $93 per ton, or an average of right close
to S9O a ton, at a time when the market
was loav. He urges sloav and orderly mar
keting.
Mr. Chandler also secured a market for
three carloads of SAveet potatoes, at $2 per
hundred pounds net for one car and $1.67%
per hundred net for the other tAvo cars, and
Monday morning had another carload on
hand to be marketed. The demand for
sweet potatoes is comparatively small and
the markets appear to have been supplied,
therefore the price is down.
Mr. Chandler urges that the farmers bank
potatoes and place them on the market in
an orderly manner, and not try to sell them
all as rapidly as they are dug. He says
about one carload a week is all that can be
satisfactorily handled frohi Tifton, and he
urges that the potatoes be held off the mar
ket until the surplus is consumed and the
demand increases.
Os course, Avhen a felloAV has to sell and
does not Avant to hold, he must take the bbst
he can get on a glutted market, but the
farmer who can hold on to Avhat he has
should get a better price after the surplus
has been taken up and the market has as
sumed a more orderly condition.—Tifton Ga- :
Every mother who entered a baby at a
show hold in Folkestone, Engalnd, Avas com
pelled to sing a lullaby.
The first author to use a typewriter in the!
reparation of manuscript is believed to
have been Mark Twain.
Few women Avaste money—if they haven’t
It’s a sign a girl likes to be kissed if she
Walking in the sunshine xvill not always
enable a man to escape the shadow of -sus-
The surpri-ing part about a surprise
party is the fact that the surprised party is
Many a homely voman der.'ves a lot or
sa' 'faction from the belief that she is
Som*’ mon look for work with about a'
a case ot smanpox. >
The Second AArs. Strong
BY HAZEL DE YD BACHELOR
What has gone before. —Matthew
Strong marries his stenographer, Julie
Benton, and when he brings her home
after the honeymoon his daughter,
Claudia, does everything in her power
to make things unpleasant for her step
mother. It isn't long before Matthew be
gins to feel that he has made a mistake,
and this feeling is heightened by the
knowledge that he might have married
Margaret Davenport, a woman in his
own class. Bradford Pierce, a friend of
Matthew’s, is kind to Julie, and under
his influence she begins the business of
making herself over. Claudia willfully
reads something else into the friendship
and Bradford, much to his amazement,
I discovers that he is beginning to* care
for Julie. Tn the meantime Claudia be
comes interested in Harris Fiske, a man
about whom she knows very little. She
agrees to go alone to his apartment for
tea and while there he makes love to
her.—Now go on with the story.
CHAPTER XXXIV
Tn Spite of Herself
ONCE safely home and away from Harris
Fiske, Claudia found herself possessed
'of a longing to see him again. This
feeling grew upon her, until the man was
constantly in her thoughts. It was as
though he were drawing her to him, against
her will. It was almost as if he exerted
some charm over her, against which she was
helpless.
She longed to see him, and yet feared to
do so. She* wanted him to take her in his
arms again, she trembled at. the memory of
his kisses, and when on the daj r following
her tea engagement with him she received a
letter from him, she trembled so that she
could hardly opeii the envelope.
Over and over again she read the few
words he had written.
He was sorry that he had upset her
terribly, sorry even while he could not help
being glad. For he Avas glad that he had
made her feel ho\x r much he geared, he did
care more than she .kneAV, and he must see
her soon, very soon. They had many things
to discuss.
Claudia wanted to see him, and yet, some
hoAV, she could not rid herself of that
strange feeling that possessed her. It was
as though there Avere something not quite
nice about the situation, something wrong
in the feeling that she had for this man.
And yet when she tried to analyze her feel
ings, she could get nowhere with them.
Was it because he had not followed up
his love-making with a declaration some
kind? Was that what she Avanted?
But such an idea was ridiculous. She
had never felt that way before, when any
one made love to her. She wasn’t at all
sure that she wanted to marry Harris Fiske,
and if he asked her to be his wife, the situ
ation Avonld have to be settled one Avji' or
another.
Then why did she have such •an absurd
reaction, such a feeling of having done some
thing wrong? Was it because she had never
before experienced such emotion? Was it
because no man had stirred her to the quick
response that Fiske had? She did not know.
And then suddenly she remembered the
picture of the floridly handsome Avoman in
the hand-carved frame. She had asked
Harris Avho it was, and he had looked em
barrassed. Then, before she could question
him again, he had seized her in his arms.
Os course, she might have been mistaken
about that expression on his face, and yet
the memory of it persisted; she could not
shake it from her mind.
Had he seized her in his arms because
he hadn’t wanted to ans Aver her question?
But that, Avas absurd. Why shouldn’t
he want to tell her who that woman was—
unless —unless —■
lake a flash the thought occurred to
her. What was that Avoman to him? Could
it be that v he was married? She remem
bered suddenly that the Bradleys knew very
little about him. The fact that, he lived in
bachelor quarters proved nothing at all.
Suppose that woman Avere his wife, and they
Avere not living together? It was quite
probable. And yet, v.hat difference did it
make. She. Claudia, Avas not in love Avith
Harris Fiske; she had no desire to marry
him. Hadn’t, she admitted that to herself
just a .moment ago? Hadn’t she been glad
that he had made no definite declaration?
And yet the memory of his love-making
was vaguely disturbing. She could not for
get that, nor Hie fact that he had stirred
| her unbelievably. She would not see him
again; that would be the best Avay of set
tling the matter. It was safer, too, for,
under the circumstances, there was no doubt
but what she was playing with fire. No,
she Avonld not see him again, and she wan
rather proud of herself for coming to this
decision. But when, tAvo days later, hn
s called her on the telephone, a weakness
seized upon her. His voice conjured up
his presence to her, made her want to see
him. She was once more under the influ
ence of his charm.
Saturday—“ Julia Ts Elusive.” Hcnew
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installment of this splendid story.
HE HAD TO CLIMB A TREE
BY JOHN CARLYLE.
FATHER, at bedtime, is telling his lit
tle son about an alligator and a
turtle.
Just as the alligator is about to open its
J horrid jaws and sxvalloxv the turtle, the tur
' tie nimbly climbs a tree.
“But,” says the child, “a turtle can’t
; climb a tree.”
; “But,” says father, “he had to.”
I remember one summer night when I
i was seventeen. I was spending the eve
ning Avith a young lady. We sat on the
front porch of her father’s house on a quiet
street in our village. In those days, young
sters came early and spent the evening in
the family parlor or on the vine-covered
porch. Youngsters today don’t spend the
evening in any one place. But that’s an
other story.
This night I stayed much too long.
Father’s voice came out of the front door
like a bomb.
After I was well doxvn the street I realized
that I had not opened the gate in the high
picket fence. I had gone over the top of
the gate. I had never done that before. I
couldn’t do it.
This time I HAD TO. That made all the
difference.
The best teacher I ever knew was the
principal of a preparatory school at Oberlin
college.
Technically I do not know how good a
teacher he was. He taught few classes. But
he was the best teacher because he made
boys into something they were not before—
and it Avas something better.
One thing he’ used to say over and over.
“Boys,” he said, “you will never; be on
tho Avay of making good until you get over
doing the things you WANT to do and be
gin doing the things you OUGHT to do.”
A creeping alligator in the background
would be a great thing for most of us. There
are so many things we could do if we HAD
TO. ■ i
Having to do things makes character.
(Copyright, 1924.