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THE ATLANTA GEORGIAN AND NEWS. “fflerCoat 1 su <ts, about 33 ’ H 35, 3( ly w °rth six., ' >r ' To ciose raaice, and the WOrth eighteen • Tomorrow, the last n north tea ' ^orrow QlUat on. ea tire lot entire FHIDAT, AUGUST 16. McConnell Shoe and Clothing Co. McConnell Shoe and Clothing Co. LAST CALL Oil MEN'S FANCY SUMMER SUITS Boys’ Summer Suits at lust Half Price 30-32 Decatur Street. McCOMNaL SHOE AND CLOTHING CO. Near Kimball House. 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 GREAT. RUSH FOR THE $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 Secure Scholarships Now. 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 AMERICA, Of Newark, Organized under the laws of the state of New Jersey, made to the governor of the state of Georgia, In pursuance of the laws of said state. Principal office 761 to 760 Broad street, Newark, New Jersey. I. CAPITAL STOCK. Amount of capital stock 12,000,000.00 II. ASSETS. Total assets 3136,693.554.18 III. LIABILITIES. . 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 ioiai amount oi insurance uuiiuuiiuiiik. • • • • » »• •• Health Insurance end weekly annuities In force June 30, 7.'. 173 M Ordinary annuities In force June 30, 1907, representing payments, of A copy of the act of Incorporation, duly certified, Is of (Be In the office of Ihe insurance commissioner. STATE OF GEORGIA. COUNTY OF FULTON. Personally appeared before the undersigned, J. M. Skinner, manager, who, being duly sworn, deposes and aays that he is the manager of the Prudential Insurance Compuny for Northern Georgia, and that the foregoing statement is cornet and true. J. M. SKINNER. Mgr. rented almost nrathfully upon his cou- the utter despiUr of his last reckless my life's happiness—out of a spirit of Sworn to and subscribed before me, this 16th day of August, P. C. TAYLOR. Notary Public, Fulton County, Ga