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Little Bobbie’s
Pa
Ry WILLIAM F. KIRK.
HUSBAND. sed Ma to Pa wen he
calm hoam last nite, I want you
to be prepared to meet one (1)
of the nisest ladies that ewer I had
the pleshur of inviting to my house. It
wud do yure hart good, sed Ma. to jest
llssen to her nice way of speaking. She
is one of that noabel band of witnnien,
sed Ma. that is bound to shake off the
shackles of in-dividual ty-ranny of
man. & rise to the hites to wieh all
wimmen is entitled, sed Ma.
You doant say so muchy-muchy. sed
Pa. What is the naim of this modern
Jones of Arks, sed Pa. Owing to the
recent shake-up in the police depart
ent. Pa sed, I hate to be a gambler, but
I wud like to lay five to one that she is
a suffrey-get. Surely, wife, sed Pa. you
doant mean to tell me that you wud ask
me to help entertain one of them wim
men vote's? I a afrade that I might
git a look at her during the fish course*
& choke on a fish bone, Pa sed.
Choke? sed Ma.
Yes, sed Pa —choke, willingly anc
gladly. Thare is few worse fates it.
this world than choking on a fish bon
or a wish bone, sed Pa. but 1 wud glad
/ly choose eether of those deadly ends
than to sit A- chat through a dinner
with a suffry-get.
I newer met but one suffry-get. sed
Ma. This gurl is one of the finest la
dies that 1 ever had the pleshur of in
viting to my house. You have these
earnest young ladies wrong, husband,
sed Ma. They beleeve in standing for
a principal all the way. 1 am sure you
will luv this suffry-get! You are one
of Nature’s noabelmen. sed Mu. As
sijre as the rain falls to the earth you
will fall for the principals that this gurl
ex-pounds.
Jest then Ma's f end eaim in. I
dident think that Pa wa« goirtg to like
her until 1 saw how butiful she was.
Her hair was kind of golden sunshine
like, A- her cheeks was like the red. ned
rose. Her lips wasent vary pale, eether.
& she had on n red dress.
My dear Miss Jones, sed Ma, I want
you to meet my husband.
Pa was awful nice & gallant, lie
looked at Ma's Erend & you can bet
yure life she was as pritty as a peach.
Won't you cum oaver here A- sit by
this open window? sed Pa. If you sit
on this Sofa whare the breeze cunts in
from forty-ninth St. you will notis
that the breeze Is blowing the curtains
all oaver the room, Pa sed. -It was in
such a bower as this that all them
ancient Greek gods made love to their
Greek goddesses, out in the moonlight,
out among the shades, sed Pa.
I doan't think you ‘look much like a
Greek god. sed Ma s frend.
I sed that I doant think you look like
a Greek god, sed Ma’s frend. Men in
them days all looked like statues, sed
Ma's frend. Now thay are all fat. Eat
peepul shuddent vote, she toald Pa.
Well, sed Pa. maybe you are rite. 1
suppoas you are like the rest of the
suffry-gets, working for the grate A
lonely Theedore. But let me tell you
sumthing, Pa sed. 1 am for Big Bill
Taft. A- this is iny Motto: Nobody loves
a fat man, but lots of folks are ready
to vote for one.
That shows how much poor Pa
knows about poly-ticks.
A YELLER.
Neighbor—" The baby suffers from
sleeplessness, does it?"
Mr. Jeroloman (haggard and hollow
eyed*—"l didn't say it suffered. It
seems to enjoy it. I'm the one that
suffers.”
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Ihe same Betty -that yon ve been seeinjr up ami down avnyuh” ami in the smart tea-rooms -you're # perfectly likely to run across perched on a pas
ture fence with her arms full of “roastin' ears.'' a sun-bonnet on the back of her head, her hair brushed away from her forehead to show you the
bOREHEAI) you never dreamed she had. a pink gingham gown spread fan-wise on the grey fence, and a little porker with a wistful smile
and a pleading voice below her. For sometiiifes such maids are very sensible in the vacations they take.
“THE GATES OF SILENCE” * By META SIMMINS * AUTHOR OF “HUSHED UP”
TODAY’S INSTALLMENT.
Then the merest chance—or was it not.
rather, retributive fate, working by sim
ple means?—some papers he had found
among his dead daughter’s possessions,
relies of the days when, in the heyday
of her beauty, before the fatal seizure,
she had acted as Paul Saxe's decoy in the
big Beauty Parlor he had run in the Rue
<le la Paix had put him on the scent of
what the Beauty Parlor had really cov
ered, and the details of a dead and gone
scandal had given him the first hint of
the part Saxe had played in hounding
the young Princess Karazoff to the des
perate remedj of taking her own life
The Prince a tall, spare man. who
looked about fifty—received him in his li
bran. a large and very plainly furnished
room in which there were more books
than Jex had ever seen tn his life. He
had experienced no nervousness during
ids wait, but now lie was conscious of a
sensation far from ease as he met the
Russian's eyes, which were very blue and
very clear, and curiously suggestive of a
frosty night.
“You have stated that you have infor
mation of a valuable kind, connected with
a subject in which 1 am interested, to
give me." the Prince said, referring to
papers on the table before him. “You
mean that you have information to sell. 1
suppose?”
He spoke English correctly, but with a
certain difficulty and harshness. and
there was a contempt in his intonation
that Jex disliked exceedingly.
“Your supposition is incorrect." he re
torted. militantly. "My motive in offer
ing this information to you is purely
altruistic. A transgressor, highly placed
and powerful, requires a chastiser more
powerful, more highly placed—“
The Prince made an impatient sound
and an almost dismissing gesture <»f his
hand. But Jex was not intimidated; he
continued imperturbably.
Jex's Story.
"Your Highness has heard a beginning
like dhis before; it wearies him. doubt
less. I.f he will have patience he will ese
how differently this story ends. This wmlf
in sheep's clothing against whom I claim
your aid. this financier in city circles —a
very contemptible person, no doubt; yet
this Mr. Paul Saxe has injured you.
wronged you most foully, robbed you of
honor, of happiness, of your very plaCe in
the world —”
Jex's soft voice, with its almost wom
anish note of delicacy, had grown impas
sioned. The Russian. leaning forward, his
elbows nn the table, glanced up with cold
eyes.
'Let us get to the point if there is
one to your story." he said
“A very subtle point." Jex rose and
leaned across—so suddenly that the Rus
sian drew back sharply- and spoke a few
sentences in a low voice. As he spoke
the Russian's face paled and contracted,
then grew set like a mask of hate.
"Your proof?" he demanded, in ve
hement voice. "Your proof?"
Samuel Jex reached for the hat he had
let slip to the floor. His throat was a
little dry—the story he had been telling
was a long one; he had a strange feel
ing, ns of a man who had been living for
uncounted time another life, very a lion
from his own The eyes of the prince,
fixed intently on his own, were no longer
the eyes of h stranger; there was some
thing fierce!} intimate in their gaze. Out
wardly the Russian was composed, but
his thin brown hands trembled.
"1 shall telephone to your police That
is, 1 suppose, what you wish me to do? ’
he said, and there was a gleam like sun
light on ice in his frosty eyes “You sa\
he knows nothing suspects nothing?"
"Absolutely nothing. Jex answered
"My son-in-law imagined all proofs had
been destroyed that nothing remained to
connect him with the old Identity of the
Rue de la Paix; he did not understand
that a woman rarely destroys incriminat
ing papers
"Anti are there other witnesses -other
victims to this vast scheme of black
mail?"
Numbers of people men and women,
since women were not his sole victims
For (he three years of his life in Paris
1 he traded under the name of Deschanel
1 Blackmailing was Paul Saxe's profession
He was inordinately successful and made
enormous sum- the rich of three coun
tries streamed incessantly through the
I doors of the Beauty Parlor, and their se-
< rets were open books to the spies lie had
1 gathered about him. I can put the police
in possession of a boxful of his letters.
* The princess was not the only
r Jex paused suddenly, silenced by the
i terrible look on the Russian's face.
1 It was one thing, apparently, to tell a
I story, another to comment on it, Jex
i thought The intimacy which had been
established between this man and him
self while he told of the Beauty Parlor
in Paris was gone. The man who had
1 listened to the story of how Paul Saxe.
‘ the unscrupulous man of ideas, using the
’ bait of his wife's beaut.', her wonderful
1 hair and perfect complexion, had opened
1 this big Beauty Parlor in Paris, and, by
the aid of quacks and nostrums. the
masseuse, the sand-diviner and the palm
1 ist. the maker of cosmetics, the corsetiere
1 and the wig maker, and the minor hosts
who prey on the weaknesses of vain wom
en. had contrived a plan by which he
could rook his pigeons in two ways first,
bj the ostensible objects for which the
! Beauty Parlor existed, and, secondly. b\
‘ trading on the indiscretions, the sins. and
the lesser follies of the people who fre-
1 quented it —was gone, and in his place
; was His Highness Prince Sergius i\ara
zoff, a very different man
For the Beauty Parlor had caused a
furor in Paris For a time it had Had
• the vogue of a smart club, and the modish
women of the two worlds of Paris had
used it as a meeting place for their ac
quaintances-and for their lovers ami its
1 astute proprietor had not been slow to
avail himself of the opportunities thus
afforded him of becoming possessed of the
undesirable secrets of many wealth.' and
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Vacation Days
«re here. Plan now where to go end let ui help you. The
mountain end lake retorts in the North and West are
attractive. The clear invigorating air will do much to
upbuild you physically. We have on sale daily round trip tickets at low
fares and with long return limits and will be glad to give you full infor
mation. Following are the round trip fares from Atlanta to some
of the principal resorts:
CHAUTAUQUA LAKE PTSS34.3O NIAGARA FALLSS3S.BS
DENVER 47.30 PUT IN BAY 28.00
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I foolish women. It was with one of these
■ women that Samuel Jex's story had been
concerned—the charmingly pretty, foolish
and idle girl Prince Karazoff had married
and left to her own devices.
A terrible story. She had been so easy
a victim to Saxe’s ingenious perversion
of what, at the worst, was only an in
discreet flirtation with a coinpatriot; but
he had contrived to throw such a glamoui
of evil and suspicion about It that the
young wife, terrified of her severe and
elderly husband, had, for so long as her
resources permitted, paid the exorbitant
I sums of hush mono the man demanded.
1 and. when they failed, had taken her own
life rather than face the exposure he
• threatened.
The suicide of the Princess Karazoff
■ and a host of other less startling scandals
had brought Deschanel, as Saxe called
himself, and his Beauty Parlor into un
enviable notoriety. He had closed the
place ami before Inquiry could
■ be made, and for years since the prince
fiad been seeking to unravel the secret
' motive of that ’tragedy. Now, at Jex's
words, everything stood revealed Paul
Saxe, the financier, the big power in Lon
don city circles, and Eugene Deschanel,
the suave proprietor of the Beauty Par
lor. were one. The man whom English
match-making mol tiers quarreled over in
their eagerness to honor whs the man who ,
had made his fortune by a stupendous
scheme of blackmail that had ruined the
happiness of numberless women!
i The silence in the great room was
broken by the sharp fall of coal from the
grate to the hearth With an effort the
prince roused himself from the reverie
1 f into which he had fallen, and lifted the
receive! of the telephone that stood on
the table beside him.
"To telephone to your police that is
the first thing to do," he said to Jex.
And as Jex listened, he smiled . His
head reeled, the intoxication of gratified
revenge* mounted to his senses like w’ine
Jex Makes a Mistake.
At the Toby Jug Paul Saxe had speed
ily wearied of the companionship of the
gray cat. He had treated its overtures
at first with a species of friendly con
tempt; then he had attempted familiari
ties that had resulted in an angry red
weal down one of Mr. Saxe's slim brown
hands, and lie had retorted with a kick
that would, if It had reached its mark,
have very seriously disabled the com
placent Leah. As it was, she had re
treated with discretion, and on the top
of a big and exceedingly dusty walnut
bureau was engaged in mysteries of the
toilet that did not, however, deter her
from keeping vigilant and lambent gaze
On him. it was that gaze, perhaps, as
much as anything else that drove Saxe
out into the shop, where he spent a little
time in ransacking the stock in a listless
sort of way.
He felt an odd reluctance to go away
without seeing Jex. There was something
so queer In that peremptory command for
his presence in this empty and unguard
ed shop where he had been received by
the supercilious cat.
9 To Be Continued in Next Issue.
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Daysey Mayme
and Her Folks
| By FRANCES L. GARSIDE.
A THWARTED AMBITION.
Mrs. lysander john apple
ton recently had her picture
taken in her kitchen dress.
It looked so much like her that her
husband was pleased. He felt that ht
really knew the original. He has b»e#
in doubt of his acquaintance on pre
vious occasions when she had her pic
ture taken in happier clothes.
His satisfaction put a new ambition
into Mrs, Appleton's head.
She appeared at a newspaper office a
few weeks later with a large photo
graph of herself the like of which was
never seen in a newspaper office be
fore.
< >n her head she wore a dusting cap.
Tucked under one arm she carried a
broom, and a scrubbing brush, and a
duster lay like the flow ers, a girl grad
uate receives—at her feet.
Both hands were engaged tn mixing
dough, and there w as a smudge of flour
on her nose.
Under the picture she had written:
"Mrs Lysander John Appleton En
gaged in the Noble Work of Helping
Her Husband."
The picture was refused.
"I don't see why,” she sniffed in an
ger Newspapers all over the country
published pictures of Mrs. Charles
Morse at her desk helping her hus
band.
"Ain’t I helping my husband as much
as if I sat at a desk?”
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"Eather," said an Inquiring youth,
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spoiled ?’’
"As an article of diet, my son, ft is
henceforth a failure, but for political
purp.oses it has Its uses."
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