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T Ente Subs m vi Lt \3: T7TE ATLANTA LP’.O.RGIAX AND NEWS. MONDAY, APRIL 21, 1913. 1 The Dingbat Family Never Criticise the Wrong Artist Copyright. 1013. National Newt Association. By Herriman / P/VPam dear. Here.-, a bitc OR CH//SA PAlMTiNu- I WlAAlT Noli S. \T0 -5EE-. A/Vb OR WHICH f r D GKfc. To HAVB. YoOR. UAiRlASEb tOF/NIO/y V' Y<? ^ Purest Thwc,'' . You Know 1^ VEAIUS AT HER. PATH —^ ’ 'f ' 7 rit looKs So much like aw] •\ f expirimc. Ffeo<> iWARy that .. , \ MEYER Think vt uua^ 'venue. 1 at \ HER PATH, HOWEVER. T6cl yotlfc. WA I SAID IT WAG VERY GOOD fumy Pa Pah*- «juhv shoulu deai».'wa, \GET A/VfcRY At VOUT "THE C ■ OTHERWISE SHED uAY I WAS KNOCKING HER WOftK,ANt> \CAIX WE. \ OYSTEft FACED, v : P ci r-»/vo«.y yo\jmt v ^PAWtlMG IS WINE. MtfT r i2>', 4/ YES, /MARV MKiHT HAVE &rAA/fc& THe OCR AIM)- UlfTH THAT PcNn* /WO HAM A veRv Active Climax oR or WE SAV SHE AtlbtfT HAVE lue*e sw*. irtMtA iuise -MAWAMD, BUT As Tout As WE Control, heic actions, it Lull never fet SairTHat She AYA*n TUufc was’cmjiltV UAKEEAlTlEi JTEE& - we mac in'Sewat Humor.' | duly awd Mary is always with us SCKRATCHlKO ScKWTCHl VYo Polly and Her Pals L£».. oor Pa Can!t Hold His Audience Copyright, 1913. National Nana Association. By Cliff Sterrett ih- TT II Kfli! HAr! MAR! —i That ~thece fi’onut/S' / Me. Of A Sit>Ryt fc>r~Tha'love of Moo! ba, HAVE 4 HEART* IT 6ee w/«a! v^HA/ir (SoNWAy SOWING that bromide OM mr Smvthe Are You 1 j—' ?// The IDEAP (7 "T * T 1 cSetcha.I FtoLLV ! r c ft IT'S Lire 4ix TVS'! StorvS^ rr 4iatt 6ot wo Ftoiw*r! 7 Cfcv EXCUSE ME JuStL 4 MWMiY, owcle Sam' It 00 '©r— H Should worry An' 6Vt] | 4 6r4Y H4ir in m/ f —7 W/H/CKCfeSf I 151 Torch PRESENTED To PA BV MR. SmUTue, . oenffr. Us Boys Skinny Shaner Gets Flustered Registered United Slates Patent Office By Tom McNamara starfish afissjwr Q>\ /\NTS • -—' PLM AGAIN, To-day on HOMS grounds I AG^iNST THE SOUTH SlDERS the M^oeu)U6 EA6LEBSAH SPROCeg TD Pitch For the 61ANT5 URTDON'T you Take 'TOUR HANDS 017 OF , ' * YOOR POCKETS ■ ARE i"t) ’ take Tour. ' hat off; ( l POE AN IS, ARE AM - r MPH B E. , AWb YOU HAYfc BlL)E ' i E1ES, M\ I NEVE IE )\ AIOTICEO \llHAT BEFORE'' HE MUhT haue TD TAKE A TR0M SOME LcSSOtJ. w s® 600-fei^FOfc , THE GiAnTs M-ul ftORftLY U>Sfc' l S. Ate 'MDR. \ SiWEETHEART am I \ 'too IS OR ; !oh. toe ForgotTem , mS pdff 1 I MEAN is ^ 'C* ISN'T ? DO YO0 KN0U) J THAT YOOR HAIR. J I MEAU PARDON) ME WHAT were 'loo Naming SKIN N't ? 7 [nTTod HAUE Black SKlNN'i SHANER J S HAIR^ HAVEN'T \ooJ^ QQQ^Ci DEPARTmENL STATUESQUE poses no lo Turkey trotter BEFORE 1-O’CLOCK CLMAWfi. WJHO IS THE HEAVIEST. A)AN /W THE UDORt-O? U)HT THE PELUJU) MHO WEIGHS THE MOSl^ THEY AIN'T MUCH Ta THAT ON£ y IS THEY F ^ ttmjl ter- dtwfj FROM JERRY H07.KS' SISTFR- GRAND STREET, U. S.A 1H/NK TOS FELLER OUEB CARELF&SLY WHATs me difference EFTUjEEN A 5R3N6E AWOA E06? Better Than Sherlock Holmes at His Best * CLEEK OF THE FORTY FACES A Detective Story of Thrilling Interest, Love and Mystery By 1 W HANSHAW Jopyrlglit by Doubleday, Page Do. TO-DAY'S INSTALLMENT. Hum-m-in* 1 ate And tin doc tor, does he, too. suspect her of hav ing' something to do with the pa tient’s illness’" *‘Oh. he hits never seen her. nor have I mentioned her to him there seem*cl no nec.^M... *or it. He is a young physician who has lately yet up his plate in our district arm is also .i member <»f my son’-- club -that is hot. he and Dick became acquainted t»f course, under ordinary circumstanin ?. we should have called in Dr. Hath away, our regular family physician, hut Dick was taken rather suddenly at the cluu. and Dr. Singleton being on hand attended him—indeed, brought him hom«- in his motor---so. n“ course, we have had him in at tendance ever since '* “Quite so Uni! Yes! *>f course. ^Ard thi® Dr. Sing eton. c -t nr,: • i \\ ■ Well born and well bred beyond thy shadow of a doubt." "Well-to-do?” “lixtremely. Keeps three uoters and paid, i have been told, something like 2,000 pounds for his practice.” "Hum-m-m! Like him?" Altogether Charming. "Very much, indeed. He is. in fact, ore of the most genial, cordial, alto gether charming men 1 have evqr met in my life.” Ui, i .id fleck, stroking his chin. “I never care for ‘charming’ men myself, but. of course, • * * Juit so! just so! It never does to jump to conclusions. And what, may 1 ask, does this ’charming* young doc tor say is the nature of your soli’s illness? Dues he consider it anything serious?" o) i-r.ga . urueuiau.i Kngi “No. he does not. In fac;, he say it is simply an attack of acute gastritis brought on by indiscriminate eating There was a banquet on at the club on the night my son was . ! .r.ed. Ther« were lobster outlets and peach souffk and NeapollTan cream on Lie menu, and dear Dick is passionately fond of all three; uo of course—” “Oh. yes—good Lord, yes! Of course!” interpostil Clcek. “That puts quite another complexion on the matter. One more question if you please. Lady Jennifer, and then if you ui accept a scat in Mr. Narkom’s limousine, we three will be off to your residence as quickly as possible." He took out his notebook, doubled back the covers and poi>ed a pencil over i blank page. “Tell me something, please.’’ he added serenely*. "How many fiats are there beside your own in the building where you live Three, eh 7 Thanks very much. Which is yours.’—top, bottom or middle? Mid- tile, is it? Quite so. Now. who lives in the one below you?" The Honorable Mrs. “The Honorable Mrs. Flaxman- Howe and her throe daughters." "And the one immediately above?" "Major ami Mrs. Penvarney—they have no family." "And on the topmost of ail?” ’Mi. Herbe rt I’.atu tck-tfpale an • mail scream. There i-' no family* f course. Air JUaiwlck-Spaie being ^ bachelor "Young or old?" “Oh, quite old—quite, hi the neigh borhood of TO, l should say. He was formerly an eminent q. C„ 1 believe— In her late Majesty’s time—but has long since retired, of course.” r T'>HE curious one-sided smile trav- I eleti up Cleek’s cheek, hovered there for a moment and then slid down and was gone. lie said nothing, however; merely went on writing for a time—halting just once to shrill forth—without looking up—a peculiar whistle that was like the no‘e of a frightened blackbird, and then going on with his scribbling at a rapid rate. He had covered one side of th? leaf and was close to the bottom >f the other when Dollops put in an ip- pea run ee. Half a Minute, My Lad. “Half a minute, my lad.” said Cleek, without looking up; then, a few mo ments later, he gave the pencil a swift stroke across the paper, tore out the written leaf, doubled it and oeckonel Dollops forward. "Attend to that." he said, putting it into tin boy’s hand; "and reporn ready for duty. In the neighborhood of Crown Mansions, Holland Park, as soon as possible. I needn’t tell you not to advertise the fact that you're loitering about for a purpose. That’s all. Cut along."* "Right you are. Gtiv’ner. Hero's where I do a bunk,’ a:- the sailor said to the for’cas’l,” replied Dollops; then hitched up his trousers and was gone like a shot. !• ive minutes later. Lady Jennifer and net* two companions left *ne bloom-crowded nursery, passed through the little shop and entered th< waiting limousine; and directly the door had closed upon them the car swung out into the roadway* and head on. in the direction of Bays- water—took the distance between Chiswick and Holland park at a 110- mile clip. ute or two later that they rounded the last turning and came in sight of the palace. It was a substantial but rath er ornate building, standing some dis tance back from the pavement, a low wall, behind which was a high hedge, shutting it off from the line of traffic, and a gate at either end giving ingress to and egress from the semi-circular driveway which led to and from the imposing doorway. And Cleek—en tering with the others through one of these gates—had but just time re mark that low doorstep, balustrade and flower urns all were of white marble, when, with a warning “Honk- honk!’’ a motor horn sounded and swung in at the other gate, and glided noiselessly up the curve of the drive way and halted at the building’s door. A Liveried Chauffeur. III. Wi en close to that select part of Holland Park where Crown Mansions and similar imposing buildings stand, the car halted and for reasons which must be obvious to all—its occupanrs decided to make the remainder of the journey afoot. It was perhaps a min- In the driver’s seat of this elabo rate conveyance sat a liveried chauf feur—young, alert, sharp-eyed ind bright-faced—and beside him, arrayed In livery that matched his own to «\ half, there was a grave, sedate, elder ly man with a bag on his knees and both hands folded placidly over it. He rose and alighted, this second man, and went round and opened the vehi cle’s door as it stopped, and Lady Jen nifer had no more than said, “It is Dr. Singleton’s motor! How glad I am to get back in time." when there is sued from that door—or. rather, jumped down from It in an excess of animal spirits—as bonny a specimen of a healthy, happy, care-free young Briton as one might hope to see. He was about to spring up the step and run indoors when he caught sight of Lady Jennifer, but instantly al tered his intention and. brushing aside the elderly man with the bag, faced round and hurried to her. "I say, lam glad you’ve come back at last, Lady Jennifer—I’ve had no end of a rough time of it since you’ve been gone," he said, with a bright, breezy laugh. “Who the dickens have you got sitting with Dick? The j beggars wouldn't let me in when I 1 made my regulation call this after noon. Old Dick, he was in a wax too! I could hear him giving them jip for not opening the door; but they said yould give them orders not to, so it was no go. What in the world was that for?" i To B» Continued To-morrow. ‘Bunk’s” a Bunk By Tad HE: who AnO rums — VOU CMOW V—-A l SHOULC BEL0m£ A(jiWET> Am D KCQuiRt I A FuRILOWFO Y BROW HEy vwHAT 15 TXlJ - A. Cl