Atlanta Georgian. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, April 23, 1913, Image 12

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I X THE ATLANTA GEORGIAN AND NEWS. WEDNESDAY. APRIL 23, 1013. , the Trials of an Aspiring Artist By Herriman ( DOMT WOROV MA MAN" ALL GftEArT BUT /»J THIS CASE. The hRX'i /J / DEt>TRoVlMG FtXTSOOA/ LEFT/ The iMPRifJT of A HAM>X WHICH SEFM-J VERVC m Polly and Her Pals aif* Somebody’s Using Them Ooprrifht, § MS, National News Aanocittiorn. By Cliff Sterrett ., s~ , ~1 ) V'Rooe Boob! wwy OODS. MA, ot>fT Vtou U/ML! Slippers PollV C\<je you, IMSTE40 of PROW/UtJ' AROURI) IW VOUR Aut I Told yV.Mr Aaj’ A6iW WOT To "TUrow them 6M4STLy LAUUDRV Collar Buttons omNhe Floor* YAS, mi Do*n It TheV disappeared 1HF. DAV *5ilL GIVE 'em Hb Lit WELL, HOW /ABOUT VtR I old Slippers 'AikJT THEY Good TheVRE 6»ood ENOUGH BUT WHERE A RE Thats All l WAM UA RMOW W/HERfH/W£ THEVWtMT? Vou Douir Meam "To IKlSiMuATE. THAT AMVBooyS Took vtR <5ood fer-moTmim' I Aimt inSImuat/n 1 NUThiW'I but l Got A r~ * u s Boys jfy* — 1 Vivian Butts In Once Again (l De*i®tered United Staten Patent Offton Vg % By Tom McNamara vSj=5- (f$ A SHAME \DE CANT l>5£ RED IHK STARFISH' 43 ro 17 £A6l£ BEAk SPRDDER* Aior ON THE JOB, THAT'S IDHl! OTHER RESULTS, KINKY DINKS m- <SA»Dm OF U€ CLUBS Uu.L. P.C- Were' 3 0 ioooj am-1 i % “AS* 0 3 oo* EAGLEBEAK'S KID STEP SlSfER VIUIAN IS LIABLE TO BE AROUND T0- TO STOP HIM j!ig\FR0M PLAYIN' BALL, if you SPOT HER TELL R - f? & if Bra OMTIK «g-~ gg f J*3l3SL- 1 ' „. rN- *<* tp ' Tom bone lesson AIOUU JUST FOR THAT TOO PRACTICE ALL ,1WE WAY, THE pqfessoAs house ,VU YOO'RE CHSATINT SKINNT SHANER'S 600GLY DEPARTMENT STATUESQUE POSES NO H M THE , CHAMPION < I Ain’t so fat UilTH w clothes OFF, ARE I F > J.X &MW4n. L mat's m differe/vge BET)WE5A/ a SPONGE AND A £GG? WELL 5DPR3S/N6 YOUR MOTHER s&ar yoo TO THE STORE To <S£TA EGC WOULD YOU BRING HER A SPONGE ? Course NOT silly ! Hitilth, tir-dboj/fcj , r fRObY * CONSTANT READefe SPOKANE (CASH* fo/MT RUMS ACROSS 7WS, COUNTRY HJiTHOOr NOU'NG? Better Than Sherlock Holmes at His Best * CLEEK OF THE FORTY FACES A Detective Story of Thrilling Interest, Love and Mystery That Fire Escape By Sterrett MW’.m Y By T. W. HANSHAW. Copyright by Doubleday, Page A Co. TO-DAY’S INSTALLMENT. “It Is not necessary,” Interposed Cleek “You are Mile. Vera Viad ivoski. are you not? Stop a bit—I’ll aave you a lot of explanation. X know the story of the green chalk marks and the deaths that follow." X'Monsieur! But this Is necromancy! I rl^ve oorfeased that to no one and ■‘Again, it is not necessary You have seen those marks upon the door step of other houses than this and vou have seen death follow them as It will follow here if the murderer is not forestalled: "But he must be forestalled—he must' he must. Monsieur’” she said nlc. ‘T know the murderer— T know - ! It is that which •azes me to think that Lady ; will not give me a chance to Why will she not? How has ha turned her against me? How can ha know* when T have been so care! to keep out of sight* It nearly killed me when first he came here. Monsieur, listen to me? Arrest him —in the name of God arrest him. That man. that Dr. Singleton. Mon sieur, lie was Sir Gorrell James’ doctor, too. and Sir Gorrell .lames died; and the unholy chalk mark had been on the doorstep, the same as here. He kills with a smiling face™ he kills and kills and kills, that laughing Englishman with the devil’s heart and if death comes here, to this house “It Won’t, Mademoiselle.” "It won’t, mademoiselle.” interposed Cleek, serenely. The last act 1n that little drama has been played; the Jast green chalk mark has been made, and Intake great pleasure in informing you that neither has anything to do with the affairs of Mr. Richard Jen nifer nor ever had even in the re motest degree. Geptly, gentry, please. ! I think 1 shall have a little surprise for you, toe. as well as for somebody else before we are very many min utes older. Indeed, you would hardly credit how much one can surprise ertain^ classes w+ made moiselle. if only one takes time to stand on one's head for a few mo ments once in a while!” And with this enigmatic declara tion he waved the two plain-clothes men away and signaled mademoiselle to come downstairs with him, where they could talk without danger of being seen or overheard. ♦ • * IV. It was twenty minutes later Un der the soothing influence of a mild sedative the patient had dropped off to sleep, and Dr. Singleton and Flan- nigan were making ready to depart whan Lady Jennifer, who had been Huaniiioned from the room for a mo - ment before, appeared in the door- wav of a passage leading to an ad joining apartment and beckoned the •doctor to bar agitatedly. "Is he sleeping?” she inquired in a whisper, as she glanced over at her son. ”Oh, 1 am so thankful! Gan you spare a moment before you go? My friend Mr. Red way, whom we left be low* w hen we came up. has discovered something startling, Mr.—er—Mark ham says, and he thinks we ought to be told about It. It’s something to do with figures written in green chalk on our doorstep. He attaches a dreadful importance to them." “R< EALLY? That’s rum! Yes, certainly I can spare time. Flaiwiigan, look out you don’t drop that blessed vial or you'll smash every medicine vial In it. And while you are over there. Just ahade that light a trifle more—It shines on Mr. Jennifer's face. All right,” ne added, nodding smilingly to her lady ship. "Show the way, pleaac, and let ut go and h^ar what on earth can be so terribly important about this green chalk affair." And then, following her lead, walked down the carpeted pas sage w-ith swMft unsounding steps and passed with her into a dimly lit room which evidently did duty for a library and sitting room combined—Flanni- gan following, as ever, in his wake like a. close-watching guardian spirit. There was yet another door tq the room—a door leading out into the main hallway—and before that Mr. Narkom stood, shif ^ uneasily, as if under some strain of repressed ex citement; but he moved away from it as the doctor and his faithful hench man entered, and came round and stood quite close to the young physi cian. This Is Very Serious. “I say, you know. Doctor, this is a very serious business,” he said. ‘'Red- way seems to have stumbled upon something of diabolical importance, and wants to put a few serious ques tions to you.’’ “To me?" exclaimed Singleton in blank Amazement. "Lady Jennifer said it was something to do with green chalk marks on the doorstep, and w* hat ever can a thing like that have to do with me?” "Not a very great deal. I will admit, Doctor, but w*c will discuss that'after ward," interposed a voice—Cleek’s voice—as the door leading to the hall swung inward; and. looking round in the direction of the sound, both Sin gleton and Lady Jennifer saw that he was standing upon the threshold, and that a young and beautiful girl wajs clinging tremblingly to his arm. The doctor's eyes had no more than fallen upon that girl when all his se riousness dropped from him and he was his old breezy self again. "Well. I’m blest!” exclaimed he, ad vancing with outstretched hand. "Mademoiselle Viadivoski, by all that’s wonderful! Fancy meeting you again and like that! I haven’t seen you in a dog's age." "Oh,** said Cleek, blandly "then you admit, Doctor, that you have seen Mile. Viadivoski before, do you?” Certainly I’ve Seen Her. “Seen her? Certainly I’ve seen her —dozens of times. When I used to attend the late Sir Gorrell James, you know. Or, rather, you don’t know; for that was when I had the old prac tice—the one I sold when I concluded to buy at Harburton and settle down here. What’s up? What are you driving-at? Mademoiselle’s not going to deny that, is she?’’ “No. The fact is she fancied that you would, though.” ‘T? Why should I? Great Scott, man! I’ve got nothing to hide about that connection. You can go to the Medical Society—you or any other man—if you want to. and hunt up my record any day in the week. And it’s a. jolly clean one, too, I can tell you that; so if you or mademoiselle or anybody else means to infer that I’d be likely to deny where I’ve prac ticed or w'hat I’ve done ’’ “I don’t think we do, doctor,” inter posed Cleek. "I think that even mad emoiselle . herself is convinced now that she has suspected you falsely. Gently, gently, please—don’t flare up Quite so suddenly, you young pepper pot. The fact is, however, that as Sir Norrel! James died very sudden ly after a certain green chalk mark was placed upon his doorstep, and Mr. Jennifer has to ail appearances been seriously ill and there has been an exactly similar mark nut upon this doorstep, and—er—you have been the physician in charge in .both cases. • * * Oh, well, there you are. Made moiselle has been tortured with dread lest you might be a secret assassin and has been terrifying Lady Jenni fer by listening at doors-ie hear and see what you were up to and it’ vnu really did have designs upon the life of the man she loves.” To Bo Continued To-morrow. f * /