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THE ATLANTA GEORGIAN AND NEWS. FRIDAY. JUDY 19, 1907. THE GLOBE CLOTHING COMPANY THE GLOBE CLOTHING COMPANY THE GLOBE CLOTHING COMPANY SPECIAL! Men’s $10.00 and $12.50 Outing Suits $6.50. We’ve about 175 Suits, not this season’s make or styles, but just the thing for roughing it on your vacation. Th<jy are in both light and. dark colors, mostly large or small sizes, You can have choice of them at $6.50 You’ve Enjoyed the Glorious Fourth, Now Go After the Other Fourth 25 Per Cent Discount On Every Suit in the Store .(Nothing Re served, and You Know Globe Prices Were Never Higher Than a Safe Investment; REDUCTIONS ON MEN’S AND YOUTHS’SUITS AS FOLLOWS: Suits that sold at $30.00, now sold at Suits that sold at $25.00, * £> «y/* now sold at 1^3* m Suits that sold at $22.50, _ 4 ^ O now sold at,' | 0*00 Suits that sold at $20.00, eg A* now sold at I Suits that sold at $18.00, g now sold'at... I Suits that sold at $16.50, . <g Og .. .... Suits that sold at $15.00, g -g ^ now sold at I I Suits that sold at $12.50, now sold at. Suits that sold at $10.00, ■■MT now sold at # *OvF Suits t^iUt sold at $7.50, /? !■ now sold at 0*00 SUIT SALE Children's Wash Suits \ * Sailor, Blouse and Russian style, in the newest patterns, at a big discount. $2.00 Suits how $1.50 $1.50 Suits now ....; $1.00 $1.00 Suits now 76c 75c Suits now ..... ‘ 50c $7.50 Suits now $5.65 Boys' Double-Breasted Suits/I;;;;;;;;;;;;;;:;;;. '»* Ar n A . n . . >$4.00 Suits now * $3.00 25 Percent Discount psz52 /$2.00 Suits now $1.50 THE GLOBE CLOTHING CO., 89-91 WHITEHALL STREET. ^tVfl | W» l 1>fl | yW | yiff'Hfl | Hfl | Hf» l 'fVf» l TVfV | TVfV | W">VfV | '>lfl | yVf|iyif|rfVfl Ths Ghestof Lechrain Castle Jj Thrilling Nqvel of Love, Intrigue, Tragedy and the Mystery of - -a Famous‘Diamond By MRS. C. N. WILLIAMSON, Author o( “Tha Lightning Conductor,* 1 Eto., Etc. CHAPTER XVIII (Concluded). “Whtt 'a monstrous and horrible ac cusation!" ejaculated Lady Lambsrt. “It could only have entered the head of a Jealous woman. Wa -all know that 'hell hath no fury like a woman scorned' —especially an elderly woman scorned tor a young girl. Both these women have been madly Jealous of my poor, Innocent child. Thte Is a plot ugnlnst her. I understand now the mystery of the-Countess Radepolskol's sudden flit ting. Mr. McGowan, the manager, hat doubtleas heard of this disgraceful scheme, and has simply turned her out. I shall tee Mm and then. Lady Ard- cllffe, I warn you that you had better make your preparations to go also." It was now Lady Ardellffe’a turn to laugh, which she did. shrilly and hate- - fully. "Miserable fool I" she cried, “don't you know that you and your ' daughter are walking on the edge of a precipice? rerhnps at this Very" mo ment a detective has discovered the prooflj which wtlKsend your .daughter to “It mar be, Lady Lambert, that she Is a kleptomaniac" said one' of the la- dies, who was neither rich nor Impor tant, and who had been snubbed on an unforgettable occasion by the proud Countess of Ijambart. The persecuted woman did not deign to gnewer, but, flndlng that she waa In danger of falling Into vulgar recrimi nation, without another word ehe swept out of the -room. Thence ehe went straight to her own, where she stood for a moment'or two behind the hastily locked door, thinking deeply. She remembered the countess'- ear ring, .caught In a frill of Hilary'*-dress, for, though she had not been In her daughter's room at the time of tho odd discovery, she had heard the conversa tion between Elspeth and Hilary. Yes, •he thought, it was certain that there wae a plot—an Incredibly wicked plot- hatched by two Jealous, unscrupulous women. But—would It be easy to prove It a plot? Had they not played their game perhaps more cleverly than she yet knew? In spite of her furious In dignation against Lady Ardcllffe, the Countess Radepnlskol and alt their friends. Lndy Lambart began to he very much frightened. ' Suppose there really were a detec tive In the house? Indeed, there prob ably was one, for no doubt tho mana ger wou|d have sent tiff-'In' hot- haste to the nearest large town—and aufipoee It should, be.put In. hit head to suspect Hilary? It Would almost surely be a stupid gorous. Some other pitfalls might have been laid, of which iho and Hilary knew nothing until It was too late. What horrible, what Irrevocable mis chief some blundering "dctcctlvo" might do. Lady Lambart would fntn have talk, ed matters over with Hilary, but feared to tell her the truth In this girl's.pres ent strange mood. Instead she rang and ordered the servant who came to have Mr. McGowan Informed that she wished him to come.to her at once. He did come, after the shortest of delays, which nevertheless seemed long enough to her; and before he had tlmo even to ask a question Lady Lambart began to pour out her grievances. She and her daughter had been c mgemmly insulted In hts house. She wished to go at onco and consult her London solicitor. “But, Lady Lambart, in the present circumstances 1 fear It Is Impossible— that Is, I mean that It will be best for FREE 40c Pox Wiley’s Candy WITH EACH 30c Want Ad Brought to the Georgian office up to 12:15, JULY 20, P. M. • * 1/ To be inserted in the Saturday paper’s WANT AD DEPARTMENT PHONES: Bell 4929, Atlanta 4401 you not to go." “If you refer to the trifling debtM owe you for your stay here"—began Lady Lambart. But the manager re spectfully cut her short. "No, It Is not that. Indeed," ho .. piled, "though I must confess I should be nbllged If your ladyship could find It convenient to pay. But, you see, certain suspicion Is afloat; nonseni and. cruel nonsense, no doubt; and have done my best to prevent your be ing annoyed. Still, there if Is; and the affair has happened. Really, Lady Lambart, the only thing to do now Is for you and Lady Hilary to atay -exact ly where you are, and.as you are, un til the matter of the Jewels has been cleared up—as It may be, any mtnuto. "Is It true there Is a detective In the house?” Mr. McGowan raised hla eyebrows. "Naturally there-ls—I may as welj ad mit that, since t|e fact has been men tioned." "And my daughter and I are being watched?" "Everybody In the hotel 1s more op less under observation.” Lady Lambart bit her lip, and her eyes were full of a dangerous light "I will not keep you any longsr," she said, "since you do not Intend to protect me.” “I am unable to do more than I have done, and am at present doing. I deep ly regret to say." "Then, at least loave me.” He did not require the second bid ding. And with what Lady Lambart suffered In that moment and other mo. menu to come Elspeth Dear,—If she had but known—waa fully avenged. CHAPTER XIX. Elspsth's Plan. "I must see you for a. moment on a matter ot life and death,t' Elspeth had written to Kenrith, and had forgotten li< her great haste and anxiety to name u place of meeting; but Kenrith knew, as he read, that he would be able to find the girl through the porter, who had furtively handed him the note. In the new light thrown by Elspeth’s words, the scene Just post took a new significance. They could have but one meaning; she had tried to warn him against an attempt upon Oxford's life, end perhaps his own, by poison. Kenrith did not particularly like Trowbridge, end he had liked hint less than ever after hts brusque announce ment of an engagement wlth*Lady Hil ary Vane; but he had not entertained the slightest suspicion against tho mnn's character. Now, had the warn ing come, from any other woman ot hts acquaintance, he would havo re garded it as absurd; but there was something about the young stenogra pher which compelled hli trust,- even when reason argued against her. He recalled the fleeting look of fury on Trowbridge's face when the doi bad broken the stars of whisky-an< soda which Oxford was In the act of raising to hts lips. If Elspeth Dean were right. Prince Charlie had saved l:ls master's life. • ■ “Let us try once more to have’ i farewell drink before wo part," Trow bridge now suggested, laughing. “I a! | i keep plenty of tumblers here,' he went to-nn old-fsshloned wall cupboard, with a prettily-curtained glass door. No, thank you. Kenrith answered pleasantly, but decidedly, before Cap tain Oxford had time to speak.- “My friend Is looking rather done up, and as he's still more or leu on the Invalid list, spirits are not ths best thing for him. Rest will do him more good than anything else tonight." This hint waa so broad that Trow bridge was obliged to take It. He spot, ogtxed good-naturedly for his lack of consideration In- keeping them up so long after the trying experience they had gone through, and. wishing them both ptessant dreams, left the room. "What shall I do about Prince Char lie, sir?” asked the porter, who stood outside the door now. awaiting Inatrac. outside the door now. awaiting Instruc tions. "Shall I try downstair* again, or”— "tvs’ll keep him here for the present, thank you." said Kenrith, anticipating his friend's answer. Oxford hod been about to give Up tbe dog to the night porter, but. flndlng that Kenrith was willing tq keep him'In the room he let gentlemen a respectful good night, closed the door gently, and they were left alone. Kenrith decided to say nothing to Oxford about the note ' from Elspeth Dean untll-he himself had seen the girl and learned upon what grounds she based her suspicions. Nevertheless, ho did not neglect the precautions he would have taken If ho fully believed In the warning. • White 'Oxford busied himself In ca ressing tho excited collie, he selected from -the waste-paper basket, Wherb the glass' had been- thrown, a few of the larger fragments and put them In his pocket 'He slso rollod-a big easy chair over the’ 'spot where the whisky had fallen on the carpet. "Now, I am going to leave you for a few moments," said Kenrith. "I have a little business downstairs with our friend the night porter, but I expect to be back soon, and If'you-don’t mind I should bs glad If you could stay awake till' you see me again.” If Oxford's curiosity were roused he did' not say so. Indeed, hts attention was digressed by Prince Charlie. The dog's behavior seemed odd to hts mas ter, for thoughfhe wild excitement he had shown In Trowbridge's presence was abating, hs was stilt unlike himself. His beautiful eyee were extraordinarily bright and prominent He kept up a continual whimpering, quivering over, and appearing to suffer In some Inexplicable way. •There’s something very queer the matter with the Prince,;' said Oxford. I don't understand him tonight at "Watch him," replied Kenrith, membcrlng that some of the epllled whisky had fallen on the dog’» nose. Still he kept his own counssl, as he wont out to segret' far the sender of the wsrnlng. L No ono was to be seen In the dimly lighted corridor. Guilty or not guilty, Trowbridge Had no Idea that he waa ..enrtlh went • softly but hastily down stairs, meaning to Inquire Els- poth’s whereabouts of the night por ter; but It was she, not the man, who came quickly to m*et him. Thank heaven," ehe whispered. "I was afraid something would keep you —or that you would think I was mad. "I should have thought any one else mad, who wrote such a letter," hi said, "but not you. Now tell me every, thing.” How Elspeth got through her story she did not know; but somehow she made clear the strange history of events, ot suspicions,.. and pf actual knowledge. Thera was no time to tell all, for she had a plan to propose; but she began with the fire, and what had happened to her In tbe corridor when she had tried to give the alarm. She told what she had heard In the secret room, and of the dead taeve her groping fingers had touched. "It was Mr. Trowbridge’s voice I heard, of-that I am sure. Who was with him. I can’t tell:, but whoever It was. those two are in the plot to gether. They meant to kill Captain Oxford; It must have been they who tried to murder- him ■ before. When I heard that you and ho were to sleep In Mr. Trowbridge's sitting room. I was afraid there might be Atlll an other attempt,'since the Are had failed. But that was only part of my reason for sending you tbe note. Those two men - must be taken .together In ths secret room- If at alL You see, they meant to go back there tor me—and they will be going soon. If thsy haven't gone already; foe. they have no time to waste. It they And me gone, they'll know the game le up, and even If they don’t try to escape from the house, they'll make It dreadfully dlfllcult to prove anything against them. There’ll only be my word, you know." ■hall be taken tin the secret room, never fear," said Kenrith, quietly. "You mean you will go?" "Yea, I wlil go." ■'Not alone. They might klU you." "I have a revolver which I've carried —since yesterday. But I shan't be atone. The man who brought your let ter trill go with me." The night porter." "Night porter .pro tern. He Is a de- tectlve, and a smart one. No ons and. now, you. Oxford must be with us, too. alt’s his right, as the plot was against hi*. He'd never forgive me If I loft him out." As he spoko he stepped to the door of the night porter's tiny room and gave a peculiar Knock. Instantly tho man fo'whom Elspeth had given her letter appeared. "She' : Knows," snld KChrlth. “We can trust her.- Thanks to per alone, we are going to unravel the whole plot and kill two birds, or perhaps more, with one stone.- While. I get some more par ticulars from this lady, fetch Captain Oxford, If you please—and—look here, you’ll both Want revolvers. Don't let him delay a moment. This may be a matter of life and death." The man scarcely waited for the last word, but was off, hts figure almost In stantly swallowed up In the dark. "Now, you must tell me the way Into that secret room," said Kenrith. "Tell you the way!" exclaimed Els peth. "Why I’m going to guide you there. Oh, pleaso don’t object! You couldn’t get In without me. Kenrith's eyes lit up with admiration of her courage as he looked down at her In the dim light. "You're not afraid ?" he asked. "Not with you," the girl Impulsively answered, then blushed deeply because ■he could not take the words back. Dark as It was, he saw the blush and the look on her face which told him more than the words spoken Inadver tently. “Darling child," hs sold, "do you know I love you and want you for my wife?" He- had forgotten Lady Lambart and all his fancied obligations to her, even as Elspeth had forgotten all tho worhl but him. It seemed Impossible that she had heard aright. Such happiness could not be, she thought, for her. But be fore he could speak again Captain Ox ford nnd the porter came hurriedly Into the hall. (Continued In Tomorrow’s Georgian.! Stock Burns in Bsrn. Special to The Georgian. .. MarshallvIUe, Go., July 19.—J. - B. Jones, an extensive planter here,, loet a large barn, two horsee, ten hogs and farm supplies as the result of a stroke of lightning during a thunder storm. ASHEVILLE, “Land of the Sky,” LAKE T0XA- WAY, the beautiful “Sap phire Country,” now in their glory. Low excursion rates via Southern Railway. Phone 142, J. 0. Lusk, Dis trict Passenger Agent, At lanta, Ga. BANKRUPT 8ALE. I will sell to the highest bidder, on July 23, tbe goods and fixture* ot B. Cohen, bankrupt. No. 101 Ira street. Sealed bids will be received up until 10 a. m., July 22, all bids to be opened at the office of the referee, 513 Pru dential building. JEROME R. MOORE, Receiver. 921 Century Building. NOTICE. I hereby announce myself a csndl* subject to the democratic primary August 7. JAMES T. WRIGHT. TYBEE. BY THE SEA VIA CENTRAL OF GEORGIA RAILWAY. Week end rate, 18.25; tickets on aalt Saturdays, limited Tuesdays following date of sale. Season rate, 111.15; tick ets on salo dally, limited September SOtb. - W. H. FOGG, D, P, A., Atlanta. Ga. ATTACKED WITH KNIFE, MAN 8HOOTS NEGRO. Special to The Georgian. Llaella, Ga- July 19.—After an at tempt by John Thomas, a negro, t-> cut F. McCatlum, who. was trying to arrest him for beating hts wife, McCalhun shut the negro through the chest. Doctors say he le perhaps fatally wounded. Energy for breakfast to start the day. \ Sustenance for lunch to. carry you through. Rest and renewed strength at close of day. The food ideal for every meal. Uneeda Biscuit More nutritious than, any other wheat food. In moisttire and y* dust proof packages, NATIONAL BISCUIT COMPANY It go at that. Millar bade the f*o knows but Oxford, myself. McGowan—-