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THE ATLANTA GEORGIAN AND NEWS.
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THE BRACEBRIDGE DIAMONDS
A Thrilling Story of Mystery and Adventure
(coiihIiir) meet
licnutlftil woman, at Rltwtogn.
^^"to W rfS*i«i«'(uK n, C»rl 8h jSneU»rt;
ilie latter demanding that she ■ ur J|'!l Ur 4j
Him “n bit of paper and a stone. lie
t lulina he bn* the mlttlnf fragment,a°6 *h*t
• II... nthf.ru wore then In the hotel. rrniiW
o think* the
m nuuounces
father,
estate. Heir-
the other* were then in the
ro#»nic* her oiia I* Klven a
l»>rinl**t»n to open It when
rl«ht time has come. A telegram n
the sadden death of Heglnnld
rr.mk I* made executor of theesti.--.
I>1014 Is charged with forgery, and rails
upon Frank to save him from srrsst. A
mold rushes Into the room mid tells R««l-
hold his wife Is deed and that he ■•chars-
Oil with her murder. Frank and Itegloalil
learn the house l>y a secret pasange and
reach the Urarelirldgo country home on
I ..mu Island. They emhark In an airship.
Reginald Is sent to Franca, trank learji*
.vlfa resemU... .... — - — - ... .
farm In Ohio nenr the place whero this doc
tor lives. Sylvia Thurston, pretty dsush-
ter of u judge In Ohio. Is brought Into the
elory. I>r. Mueller fulls In love with her.
lie seems to know her brother, a pointer,
who resides abroad. Sylvia, Dr. Mueller
and n girl Mend vlalt "The Hollow, an
old house, twin to be haunted.
CHAPTER XXIX.
A Mealing.
An Indescribable chill seemed to
guther over the little pary of three In
the window after this, and the conver
mlttent. Sylvia Thurston, on the usual
plea of a cold, had escaped the ordeal
of singing, and Monica Peard did.not
feel encouraged to attempt a second
sang.
Was It the gloomy and tragic asso
ciations of "The Logan Stone” that had
occasioned this sudden change In the
hitherto most enjoyable. afternoon?
Monica felt partly remorseful and part
ly pusxled. She could not fully un
derstand Carl Mueller’s odd chnnge of
mood. Could he be so hypersensitive to
exterior Impressions os to be thus af
fected by the words of a rural bal
lad? And yet there seemed to be no
other explanation forthcoming of his
altered manner and looks.
"Monica, dear, I think we shall have
to make a move,” Sylvia said, present
ly, "We have had a very pleasant aft
ernoon, Dr. Mueller, and thank you so
much for showing us over the house."
She was drawing on her gloves as
she spoke.
“I hope I may see you both safely
across the park?” Mueller said as Syl
via and Monlcn rose to go.
"Oh, certainly,” both girls answered
In a breath, and a moment or two later
the three were again out of doors Jn
the bracing September air.
Mueller was plainly making an effort
the park to Its confines, but. his words
sounded lifeless and mechahleol, and
It was with a sense of relief that Syl
via beheld (he rusty Iron gate that
opens from The Hollow park upon the
wild forest beyond.
Bssil Appears.
"And now, Dr. Mueller, we really
must not bring you any farther, and
thank you so much,” Sylvia said, as
she extended her pretty little hand.
"Oh, and I had almost forgotten to say
that mother hopes you will soon look
us up again at Moorcombe. She told
me to remind you of her words on the
night you dined with us. and to tell you
nation became constrained and Inter- 1 to be lively and chatty as they crossed
Two's company,
three’s a crowd—
unless there’s an
extra package of
ZtrZu
Cinobr Snaps.
My, but they’re
good I
*»■ -
them. So now that I've delivered her
message, my conscience Is clear," Syl-
vlu added, with rather a nervous little
laugh.
"Well, I have nlso a message, Miss
Thurston.” Mueller detained the girl's
hand as hs spoke. "Pray tell your
mother that I have not the slightest
Intention of forgetting what she said to
me that evening—In proof of which I
shall In all probability present myself
you have no other engagements
"None Indeed. I will tell mother"-
The words faltered on Sylvia's lips.
and she hastily drew away her hnnd
from Mueller's detaining grasp. At
that Instant Basil Thurston's tall figure
had appeared, and he slowly crossed
the moor a dozen yards away, with n
gun slung over his shoulder and a red
setter at his heels. Somewhat grimly
he lifted his cap and muttered a few
words of general greeting to the trio.
A moment later he paysed around the
base of the hill and was lost to sight.
"Come, Monica, we really must go,”
Sylvia said, with almost a scared look
In her face. "Good-by again, Dr. Muel
ler."
And the two girls passed through the
gate, Mueller standing bareheaded as
he waved his cap to his visitors until
they had disappeared beyond a rolling
shoulder of the park.
"I wonder whero Basil went to?
hope we shan't meet him," Sylvia whin-
red, glancing quickly to right and
sin.
“Oh, la that you, Basil 7" Monica
Peard said, hoping to relieve tho sit
uation with this assumption of ease
and liveliness.,
'What have you been slaughtering
this afternoon?" she added,
came up.
“Time, for one thing, Monica, or,
rather, endeavoring to do so. But It
It easier ssld than done. Sylvia, I want
a few words with you, please," he add
ed, as the girl, with a cold little nod,
was about to go through the gate.
What an unfortunate thing
should appear, Sylvia, Just when Dr.
Mueller had firm possession of your
hanel?"
"Don't he absurd, Monica. He held
my hand In absence of mind. Why
■ J I. „ k.lJ hnml nrnvl" Rvl.
should he hold my hand, pray?" Syl
via demanded, with a heightened color.
. "In absence of mind, of course, child!
You surely don't think I hinted at any
thing else? But. you see. that harm
less fact did not happen to be printed
on a sign post over your heads at the
moment, so that poor Basil may pos
sibly have drawn some other conclu
sions.”
"It Is no affair of Basil’s In any
case, Monica. It Is really most annoy
ing—Intolerably so—this entire busi
ness! I do Hope he Is not lurking any
where around. He has vanished as
ir-
„u»h, dear! There he Is. He's
evidently waiting for you," Monica said
hurriedly and. (lancing In the direction
of her friend's gaxe, Sylvia Indeed be
held' her kinsman resting against the
gate through which, the girls should
pass Into the grounds of Moorcombe.
»iv«» *hero's nne thing ccrtal
Well, there's one thing certain,
Monica, I'll not be bullied by Basil
Thurston!" * •
And with compresssd llpa and a
brilliant carmine In her cheeks. Syl
via rapidly •descended the path to the
gate. As the girls drew nearer Basil
glanced up and again lifted his gray
tweed cap. But he did not smile.
There was a sullen look In his dark
CHAPTER XXX.
Reproaches.
Monica Peard hastened Into the
Mnorcombo grounds and walked on for
some twenty yards or so. She felt
sorry for Basil Thurston, but, at the
same time, she considered it very un
reasonable of him I to expect that h4
could win his cousin for his wife.
Well, Basil, what Is It?" Sylvia
was saying In the meantime. VI cannot
delay—as It Is already growing late
In the afternoon, nhd they expect me
back."
You did not show any violent hurry
to take your hand away from Dr. Muel
ler's Just how." Basil Thurston re
turned gloomly. "That Is to say.
until you caught a glimpse of me, "Syl
via. Then you d"—
"Pardon me, Basil, but I cannot listen
to this kind of thing. And I must tell
you now," Sylvia dashed on, spurred
by an Irresistible Impulse to give ex
pression to her feelings of Indignation
consequent on the receipt of her broth-
efs letter that morning, "that I have
heard all about your letter to Ray
mond In Madrid, nnd I am extremely
angry with you for writing such a
letter! Raymond Is under the Impres
sion that you cannot have been quite
steady In your head when you were
writing to him. He says he never re
ceived a more violent and Intolerable
communication, and he alio says that
he will at once return to Moorcombe
If you continue to annoy me as you
have been doing of late!
'And do you thing, Sylvia, that I am
aid to meet Raymond
Let him come here, by all means—the
sooner the better, too! Believe me,
If he approaches me for Information
on any point I shall give him his an
swer.”
The tone of menace In his hoarse
voice—the look In his sombre eyei
was unmistakable. Sylvia recoiled
from him in sudden dismay.
"You mean to Injure Raymond, Ba
sil?" she cried In startled tones, “or,
at least, to try to Injure him?"
"And if 1 did, he well deserved It,
the sneaking coward! Hs never acted
a man's part In his dealings with me.
We shall see whether he will redeem
his character when he and I stand face
to face again!"
"Basil, you have been drinking."
Sylvia returned, her, voice sinking to
a whisper.
"Perhaps I have—there seems noth
ing else for me to do. When I took up
this gun this afternoon the thought
struck me that I might as well turn
It on myself and put an end to all
this cursed worry.”
Sylvia was silent for a| moment. A
feeling of remorse swept over her. Had
she realty treated Basil Thurston bed-
worda? She could not deny to her own
heart of hearts that she had always
been very fond of Basil, and that she
had taken no pains to conceal the fact
from him during the long years of their
acquaintance.
But then ho was her cousin and
they hod met constantly, with the easy
familiarity almost of brother nnd sister,
and It had never occurred to her to
hide her feelings or check her little
affectionate Impulses In any way dur
ing her walks and talks with Basil. In
late years their Intimacy hod Increased
rather than diminished—up to the time
at least of Basil's quarrel with Ray
mond.
Of the actual details of the quarrel
Sylvia knew nothing. Basil and Ray
mond were at Harvard when It o<v
curred, and Sylvia knew only that It
was In some way connected with a
girl—Vldlet Moore—daughter of a Colo,
net Moore, who lived near Cambridge,
and who being an old jfrisnd and kins
man of Rash's mother^ had vlallM the
two cousins at Harvard.
dine at the home of Coloi
both were rumored to have been en
amored of hts daughter.
Sylvia had not questioned either Ba
sil or Raymond as to the full story of
their falling out; but an Indirect whis
per had reached her that rivalry for
the affections of Vlotet Moore led to It
and that Basil had in some way or
other been Instrumental In breaking
the engagement existing between Ray
mond and tho girl.
Beyond this whisper Sylvia knew
nothing further of the matter. Find
ing her brother and hfcr cousin so reti
A
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$40 AND $70 SCHOLARSHIPS
AROUND AT THE SOUTHERN
The Splendid Offer Made by The Southern Shorthand
and Business University Will Soon Be Withdrawn.
Those Desiring to Enter School in September Should
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gvpsy face, his black eyes were dl- ly? Was she honestly answerable for
them for Information. But she
stlnctlvely taken Raymond’s side In the
estrangement and Basil hail very
speedily become aware <>r this fact and
had often bitterly upbraided her for
what he was pleased to call her "cow
ardice."
"You are too afraid of Raymond to
meet me as often us you used." Basil
said; but In this opinion he showed
plainly enough that he did not under
stand Sylvia's true character. The faet
had apparently never occurred to him
that Sylvia's love for Raymond was
the leading passion of her life, and
that loyalty to her brother, and not
fear of him, was tho true cause of
her altered relations toward himself.
All these thoughts now crowded upon
Sylvia's troubled mind; and, obeying
an Impulse of tenderness and self-
reproach. she put one of her hands on
Basil's shoulder and looked very sad
ly and earnestly Into his gloomy face.
"I am very sorry for all thin. Basil.
I would not cause you a momer.pain
If I could possibly help It. I have not
forgotten the past, believe me, t shall
always—for my own part—continue to
remain your true rriend and well-wish
er at heart, but as for anything else"—
"No. no, Sylvia," he oroke In, pas
sionately, and he sprang erect and
drew himself away from the touch of
her hand. "It Is loo late to falk to
me like that. I know you are not
■peaking from your heart, Sylvia, when
you tell me you can only be my 'friend,'
and so forth. A man knows—yes.
knows—when n woman loves him. And
you love me—you love me—you love
me, no matter what you feel yourself
bound to say.
"Hush. Sylvia! I cannot listen to
another word from you!" he cried,
sternly, ns she was about to speak. "As
I told you the last time we met, 1
know you belter than you know your
self. Let Raymond Thurston took to
That Is alL He Is the cause of
all this. He has endeavored to ruin
"Money saved Is money made.”
And that Is exactly what the people
who want a Business Education are do
ing around at the old;estaMlehed and
reliable Southern Shorthand and Busl-
ness University, on the Viaduct, tAl*
city.
Those who are entering this week for
the 866 Telegraphy, or 856 Shorthand,
or 066 Bookkeeping course, save SIS.
Those who take two courses save $20.
This offer fs made In honor of the open
ing of the Albany, Georgia, branch
school on the !!0th of August, and the
peoplejill over the South are taking ad.
vantage of It. Only a few days remain,
however. In which the public will have
the opportunity of accepting this offer.
It will pay to borrow the money with
which to purchase one of these schol
arships; no better Investment possible.
One young man was working for $4 a
week before tnklng the Telegraphy
course at the Southern‘and four months
after entering he went to work rs op
erator at 165 per month. Great demand
for operators now. Railroad wires run
Into the Southern Telegraph school.
Call or write at once. A. C. Briscoe,
president, or L. W. Arnold, vice presi
dent. Atlanta, Ga., or Albany. Ga.
mean, petty revenge, but the day will
come when he shall regret It, Mark
my words this evening!"
He turned away In fury and strode
out of sight around the rugged shoulder
of the beach. ,
Sylvia Thurston gazed after his re
treating figure for a moment, then
■lowly went through the gate, Basil's
words of menace ringing in her shrink
ing cars like a curse.
Continued in Tomorrow’s Georgian.
SEMI-ANNUAL STATEMENT
.For the six months ending Juno 30, 1907, of the condition of the
THE PRUDENTIAL INSURANCE COMPANY OF
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Organized under the laws of the state of New Jersey, made to the governor
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I. CAPITAL STOCK.
Amount of capital stock 12,000,000.00
II. ASSETS.
Total assets 3136,693.554.18
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Total liabilities $136,593,554.48
IV. INCOME DURING THE FIRST SIX MdNTH8 OF THE YEAR 1907.
Total Income $28.265,853.46
V. DISBURSEMENTS DURING THE FIRST SIX MONTHS OF YEAR 1t07.
Total disbursement* $17,561,169.76
Greatent amount Insured In any one risk $ 145,400.00
Total amount of Insurance outstanding. .. .. 1,301,135,605.00
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Health Insurance end weekly annuities In force June 30,
7.'. 173 M
Ordinary annuities In force June 30, 1907, representing
payments, of
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Ihe insurance commissioner.
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