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Till-: ATLANTA GEORGIAN AN!) NEWS. FRIDAY. APRIL IS. im:i.
The Dingbat Family
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Art Is Long and Mr.D. Is Short
OopjTiffht, 1913. National New* Association.
By Herriman
It’s Trot, Trot, Trot!
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Polly and Her Pals
Poor Old Pa!
r<rp v rlght. 1913, National New* Association.
By Cliff Sterrett
0M6oN it! IK/HtPt'S
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B4TH TdUI/ELS l
HTLLO RdllY.
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YES WE.
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Heart!
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HE INSULTED ME THE OTHER. DAT 1 , r
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SKINN'f SHANE R'S
G004LS DEPARTMENT
111 statoesoue
POSES NO. 16
READ'l FOR
THC EATS
tinMrtri
VUH't DOES A FfREMAW
U)EA\ RED SUSPENDERS-
TO HOLD HIS TROUSERS
UP!
’ THAT THERE'S A PACK 1 - *
ALL Rl6Hr
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PR.OPO 0
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why is a rat ;n;
a CHEESE FACTORY
LIKE A HODSe OAJ
FIRE ?
Better Than Sherlock
Holmes at His Best
M
CLEEK OF THE FORT\’ FACES
A Detective Story of Thrilling
Interest, Love and Mystery
By T. W HANSHAW
Copyright by Doubleday, Page A Co
TO-DAY’S INSTALLMENT.
“For the simple reason that the
persona concerned never attached tiny
great importance to It.” replied Nar*
kom. “consequently it was never re
ported to the police. Indeed 1 nad
difficulty in recalling the circum
stances to a great many of them.
“The most of them appear to have
thought it the trick of a child or
children, scrawling numbers haphaz
ard on the doorstep, and forgot all
about the matter after a servant had
washed them away. Besides, thi
deaths never followed instantly, but
for a week to two weeks afterward.
Then, too, the cases were widely sep
arated, no two happening In the same
neighborhood, and the sudden deaths
not being confined to any one par
ticular class, nor—save in one in
stance—to parties who had been so
much as simply acquainted with each
other. For instance, one victim was
an -enUnept judge, another a m°rc
draper’s clerk, a third a well known
musician, a fourth a green-grocer, a
fifth an actor, and so on all down the
list. Some were in the Suburbs, oth
ers in the town, several were in the
country; so that it was not likely
that the family of one victim would
hear of the green chalk marks having
also appeared upon the house of an*
outer. Indeed, it is doubtful that the
m\rks would ever have recurred to
the memory of any had I not recalled
them to mind by my inquiry regard
ing thorn.’’
' And what put it into your head to
do that?"
Lady Jennifer's Appeal.
"Lady Jennifer s appeal to me Her i
son had been stricken down with sud
den illness at the beginning of the
week. Three days ago the green chalk
317 appeured upon the doorstep of
the house where she lives '
"But that need not have caused her
any parti< ular uneasiness. 1 ret ail
that you said a minute or so ago
that the lij>us» is made up of fiats.’
There must therefore have been other
families than hers under that roof.
Why, then, should she take the marks
ns applying to herself or her son?
Why, indeed, attach any significance
to them if she never heard of those
other oases? You said the victims
were in all cases strangers to each
other. Hum-m-m!"
"In all cases bift one." corrected
Narkom "That one was the sister of
a victim, i-iiuk Lady Jennli
not seen her'for ruble tHah two years.
She came up to town for a few days
and called upon her ladyship. In en
tering. she saw r those chalk marks
which the caretaker of the flats was
endeavoring to wipe away. It recalled
the ^similar marks on the doorstep of
her late brother’s house prior to his
death. But even so, it is doubtful if
she would have attached any peculiar
significance to them had she not, upon
reaching her friend’s flat, discovered a
circumstance which, linked to them.
EVENING
By Henry Simpson
This poem recently won a gold
medal awarded by the London
Poets’ Club:
B EYOND all poesy sublimity of
song.
Sweet eventide, when mellow
shadows throng
The valleys, and the slow, reluctant
day,
On purple sandals, gliding, steals
away
Into the gloaming, by the sleeping
streams,
A pensive spirit passing unto dreams.
It is the hour when woods enchanted
glow.
And g.mtlf> winds with dying odors
blow,
From tree to tree faint pipes of even
ing call,
The bat sweeps circling by the ivied
wall,
A la/k drops fluttering to his lowly
nest,
And drowsily the ringdove croons of
rest.
The moan of kine has ceased, the
drone of bees.
Put ever a little stream among the
trees
Speeds lightly on. and singeth as it
goee.
oong* that a child at evening might
compose.
Now the sun s flight is finished in the
West,
Where far the great clouds veil his
flaming crest.
The shepherd pens hdp u ear> flock
away.
Safe folding laggard little ones that
stray.
Bidding them browse awhile ere
darkness steep
\11 things that move, In deep, em
browned sleep.
High uplands as at early morning
shine.
Sacred the light that gilds the day’s
decline.
As when the dawn with holy eyes ap
pears
And opening blossoms sparkle with
her tears.
For gros^, foreboding day. which
climbs the East.
Calling the world to work, and fight,
and feast.
The cunning day. the fierce, insistent
hours
Of human strife with Nature’s dread
ful powers.
The groaning of a being chained to
earth.
Although ablaze with vision from his
birth.
But, come, the evening calls us. let us
go,
We must not sorrow becaus-e earth
hath w r oe.
A passion lingers in this serene air.
A passion void of triumph or despair
Empty of storm, and hushed to calm
delight,
We turn our eyes to greet the coming
night.
Tne stars are streaming iwp tho
boundless hills.
The stars which smile at men’s in
constant wills.
And in an opal radiance, crescent-
wise.
The moon peers coldly from tlip
limpid skies,
seemed to suggest something ap
palling. Lady Jennifer has a com
panion—a young and beautiful girl to
whom her son is deeply attached and
who appears to reciprocal? his feel
ings. That girl is a Russian. Her
name is Vera Vladivoski. She has
been in her present position some
thing over a year. Miss James—Lady
Jennifer's caller—was able to identify
her at once as a girl who had for
merly occupied the position of secre
tary and typist to her late brotner;
and it has since been ascertained that
she came to him after having filled a
similar post with a well known musi
cian and composer known as Guy
Hadlow. Both those men died sud
denly and the green-chalked 317 had
appeared on the doorstep of each!”
Just So—I See—I See.
"Oho!” said Cleek, with a strong
rising inflection, "and Lady Jennifer
recollecting Her late nusbe-.n—V un
pleasant experiences with the Nihil
istic gentlemen of Russia naturally
suspects. * * * Just so. I see! I
see!"—And revolved slowly upon his
heel and looked above and about to
see if there were any other parts of
the vine that needed tying into posi
tion.
1 To be Continued To»morrow,
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