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. _ ... V . , upenec 3W LUFERTY IN: to tile annul Him the bej baboon—" J New York B >tt I took 1 tst night, t't! Honey, yJ little dances I n and Augu. could take J 1 in Atlanta, b< ung thing?. 1 affairs, andl ich. the RqJ “times for ball charmeuse, til when I bale, allot creation green chiffon l and pearls an] equate. t that a tashioL is a most inadJ but how you| •Ibing the bewi alt under Qlorj ng coat, 1 doL Jt perished wh| splendlferousnt( ■ at the ball. Johnstone f Hoosier he L party. Of covitj ind took a da; trot, and we 1 ter he nor soul, and If ! len perfectly irella partner, . ipeless wallflowj lances and sig. i, so it really ■ luite a bells, i s were so elei : he fairly was a persons] ttle scribbler \ . to anything ] le turkey trot i all the menaiteij he Inventors nces forgot dancing is an« ind rhythm: oad meter—lots! uch swing that| ■aoy. And a i iffair you te leader—who I tem.—and jij id to wriggle i dictates you | being glad us when But I was, >ry decided to stj cotillon, or wti these Manbatt] appy to hear 1 iat we were could now pnocf axi and ride hoJ d felt such aeocl sec! and unable f 1 to drop my he shoulder and cry| nly shoulder hani —so I sat tip ve| ny lips and srf ter thoughts *1 you have I /as lilac puttll do a bunch I I the delk re me for i roods into J hen—oh, jn how it I but U did—| his arms gaged to Ml [ don’t wantl so ashamed! >w what to | ir loving MADOS TITK ATLANTA («hUK<i!A\ AM) Mi. NS Nil KiSDA Y. .\J J Kll, ‘Jl. 000 vard ered •y ounce of ation or in* rrade cof ind in a an of Max- use Blend- rrnetr hr it- The Dingbat Family Not Much Excitement in Still Life DV HorrilTl&ll ** tr-m ...... , J Copyright, 101,1, Intel*national News Serri<-« WHERE CAN PA BE, I HAVE NT ) HIM AROUND |(This MORINS 'Your Pa; w dear.is now M An ART ■ SCHOOL WHERE. I __ rOA4MAA)D/NSCy COAXED H/M To Go ..U, AND /ME, MAfty; ARE PERSONS OF DECIDED ARTISTIC CCZ: ' v ATTN /N ME A/TS, AND SO Ul/Ll PA BE, PROM A/OUJ, ON- But Poor Pa PAH 1 HAS NT l A SPARK OP AM )AJ H/M) l /HA /MAH ' HE'LL AltVEIU l => PIASTER IT in Ar hTHOUSAND YEARS He's just got To master rp “that's All, its The Mosr t*EF/A//WG /NFluEA/CE /AjYHE WORLD To A ROUSH AND __ UNCOUTH /MAAj /LIKE HIM, A#tT s Just inhat he needs Tfc ' make Him our social 1 equals - J ( Doajt Look, T^ATARY DCAIY OAST ^LOCK !!! /Look Mim'; we ha da) / UFE CLASS To-DAY ANtL / THIS IS AY FIRST PiOUReJ entitled, A NIMPAT THE V WATER-BUTT;- - S'6REAr] \ Dope this ART; air./ 'tocY To pay I Lock 1 UPON'THE SHADE \0P MV GRENDS PA-PAH AND NOW, I tM \ALl A TilTPERS LCGKIKXs UfOAJ Th£> Ghost op y>uiL, grandfather' IS ENOUGH To /make any oe US a Sit , Tlittered UP, TWKSIPIDS NICE, I DlDAIT\ SAY (SHOEr — y SAID HIS SHADt Ts Nor A Shade. A Gtosr Fool KAT is IT A»T ** \r- Remember one Things'ignatz /Mice* My grfnds Pa Pahs Sum-shade y WAS MCT A GHOST — J- 4a — WRL MAY BE H/s I100N-SHADE- YVAS Polly and Her Pals >* ± f a*.* Sure, They're Tickle-Proof Onpiri#|i, 1016, ImUrnatiouil 'Sewn S«rrioe. By Cliff Sterrett mv 5*tars \ f 6al, DONT Op TM4Y! tick-u^m Mt Eve, it HURTf5!! IP You UlMSKlT a lb PRoue /T To You!' v % Dour LCT *T)MT Wowttyl You m, Go Meadl r OERMtD IT 1 DOUTI T (yfXA'T (Sows'! Busted. By 6um I ' / //v L ' v \ A REA$>V. w Us Boys — j y The Marvelous One Fools the Kid for Once !k Vj By Tom McNamara ■gJ 1 ’ Ir R«*i«tere<l United SULw Pstnot Offio* Wl the MARVELOUS IEA61EBEAK SPRUDER PITCHES 60SH HANfc it, WHJ dcnT EASLEBeAk. SHOW op? I WONDER. IS THAT KID r" ST6P SISTER"^ ' OF HiS'N (, OT HIM? 3 the starfish GIANTS lose a(,To i? tough luck! HINKY OINKS WIN AGAIN'- LANDING Of THE CLUBS !„ „ vu L P.C IN INKY’S 4. 0 4000 JlANTS" 1 a Soo southik" a a soo ^kEAS 0 4- -OOP Giants* plat "olhas" ME XT! JV\\'> M W N J ® ?!r a Yo c » L iy ! s , ;j» SORJJBODY BAHfclN'ON / r KOCKSl r 60SH, | AIN search me if '■fou think i is i T GOT CHA BROTHER,/ 4^«,. WHEy'S hV BI6 STEP BROTHER-^ ( GET outer HERE^ '('00 A<NT,y , 60T NO RIGHT/— U X IN HERE'.y- \s -H*‘ (coo BOY l^punkie i' A I©«a ■■■■ Come awn, cal'- dE game, me chdcker ! IS IN PRETTY FAIR SHAPE. |. SNEAKED /KJ THE OTHER. 1 WAY* I 1 GlUED ME Aid step / jsister. A- w jSLI P'J SKINNY SHANER'S 600t.LT DEPARIP3ENT STATUESQUE poses NO. *13 TALLOP- rI4t CtwM#i tr nfSlarujaifri/ WHAT "CMES TWICE /tJ A P)0VEhT. OHCB IMA M/Nure ei)T ajeuer/n A THOUSAND YEARS? -the letter, n NOlU’YOU JllSf SEE IP WAT AIN'T SO*. flMti, tr-dy/UML; FROM A 1 8. C 6REAT MECK- U. S. A. 6UESS OJHEN) A AUTO MOBILE AIN'T. Better Than Sherlock Holmes at His Best CLEEK OF THE FORTY FACES A Detective Story of Thrilling Interest, Love and Mystery . By T W. HANSHAW. | >P5 right by Doubleday, Page & Co. TO-DAY’S installment. ( 13ood I.ud! Suspect me of murder— I m urder?’’ exc:lair|ned the doctor in |*ith hot indignatio'n it was a w-onder ‘ l ’* v °lce did not Wake the sick man I® the room beyond. "I never heard |*-J .hing so abominable, so mon- I’trous. in all my life. You’ll do me 1 1,6 honor of letting me know, ph ase, 1 hat grounds Mr. Redway, or I fadway, or whatever your infernal pme ig •''ames Cheek,, doctor—don’t both- I 1 '■ head trying to rcniembe-.- the one; I’ve no further use for it. the name—Cleek: Special In- I fiber |*'lfek A ?ent of Scotland Yard. Mind * footstool, Doctor—you haven't 4 / r ?!flt; ses on. Pardon, your lady- Oh, \ es; Cleek is correct— ^ 1 id was Hz fictitious as Red- v ‘"' for th4 rest, you may take ii*, * K t0 y° ur heart witl1 ■ "nful, : 1 v There's no Nihi- |p case aP: and what is •Jr h<mi’s jife is not threat- 1 cned nor has it ever been. It's just a plain little game of Paddy and the pigs and Paddy got nine of them be fore his inning ran out. Sit down, Doctor—I want to tel you a nice lit tle story about a bit of green chalk and a gentleman of the Fenian per suasion who learned how to dance on nothing to a tune that was played by Jack Ketch exactly 20 years ago. “You will be too young to remem ber the circumstances, of course, but Lady Jennifer will, I am sure, readily recall the execution of Michael Du laney and Patrick Shawn, two Fenian fanatics who objected to queens on principle and set out to ma,n!fest that objection by a cowardly and mur derous attempt to blow up one of the royal palaces of England in the dead of the' night whilst she who was at once queen, woman and mother was sleeping in it. They did not accom plish their objec.t, but they did suc ceed In killing two men. two soldiers on guard, and making fatherless nine little children. Well, they paid for | that act with their miserable lives. A stern, just, inflexible judge and twelve brave jurors tried and sen tenced them to death and, facing the spleen and venom of their kind— for they represented merely a frac tion, not Ireland itself—that judge stood by his guns and did his duty by his country, his queen and his God. That was twenty years ago— now mark what followed. The vicious son of a vicious father, nurs ings a rancor as bitter as It was deep, as lasting as it was malicious, set out to avenge that father's death and to wipe out the grudge he enter tained for all who had been instru mental in bringing it about. Four teen men had been the means of bringing about that death—the Judge, the crown prosecutor and twelve jurymen—and he set out, this skulk ing. cowardly, stab-in-the-back as sassin. to secretly murder those men one by one: and the better to do it, he chose to make use of the medical profession that he might crawl Into their homes and sting like any other snake. Nine lives have already paid the forfeit; the tenth—that of Mr. Herbert Bartwick-Spale, formerly crown prosecutor and at present oc cupying the top flat in this house——” He was suffered to say no more. Of a sudden a table, went over, a brown leather bag struck him full in the face and a flying figure shot past him, bowled over Mr. Narkom and bolted out of the door. “’Ware wolf!" sang out Cleek; then broke into a sudden laugh as there rose a scramble and a cry and the clash of locked bodies bumping down the stairs. “Played, my lads, played: Fetch him In and let's have a look at the gentleman with his wig and his sidewhiskrrB pulled off.” Then there came another snarling cry, another clatter of feet, a rush and a roar across the landing and into the room; and then, of a sud den, there appeared upon the thres hold the writhing and battling shape of Flannigan close gripped by the hands of the two plain-clothes men. "Well, Paddy Shawn, you’ve driven your pigs to a fine market to be sure. ’ said Cleek. "And after only thirty years of life! Doctor, how do you like your good and careful as sistant, whose only concern for your welfare was that notiling Hhould in terfere with your performance of your duty*until he had used you to the utmost and had finished his mur derous work. Take him away, my lads—he'll get what's coming to him at the proper time. That's all—cut along!” Just Before You Came. „ “When did I first suspect the truth, your ladyship? Well, 1 think I got the first inkling of it just before you came. You will remember, Mr. Nark om, that it was the fact of the chalk being green which impressed me— green is so essentially Irish that one’s first thoughts fly to the Emerald Isle immediately it is put in evidence. Then when i put that fact In connec tion with the figures and began to work those out. and afterward linked both with the name of Sir Gorrelj James and the ages of the man who had been killed—oh, well, it began to take shape at once, of course. You see, there was the 'green' which stood for Ireland, and the figures which stood for Henianism. and—what’s that? How did I come to the con clusion that they roally did do that? My dear Mr. Narkom, you certainly observed how’ I got hold of that par ticular clue? You remember I first tried the days of the week and then the letters of the alphabet and finally the months of the year. Surely, w hen I ticked off January, February. March you must have gained a hint at least? Why? Well, because if the 3 stood for the third month and the third month is March, the 17 needs no working out at all If it’s an affair that has to do with Irish matters; for the 17th of March is St. Patrick’s Day. So. when I had these clews to start on and added to them, first, what I knew' regarding Sir Oorrell James; then the ages of the several men killed, and nnally the significant fact that the gentleman who lives in the top fiat at this house is he who was the Crown Prosecutor at the time of the great Dulaney-Phawn trial, why shouldn't I begin to see light? Still, 1 never was quite certain upon that j oint until I sent Dollops to look up the records of that trial and to bring me a list of the names of the jury men and also the name of the buy’(the son of one or the other of the tw r o prisoners; I couldn’t quite remember w'hich) who was held up in court by his mother at the time of the convic tion and told to ‘Look at the faces of them that’s callin’ a martyr a mur derer. and never ye rest till you’ve put the lie’s m&rk on every livin’ son of them.’ To Be Continued To-morrow. This Applies to Cats. T is a fact that a lion's or a tigor's whiskers once taken off will never grow again. These animals shed their hair ordinjyily once a year, all except the whiskers. The shedding depends entirely upon the climate, and there is a peculiar thing connected with It. Men who have taken wild animals from Asia and Africa to Europe sav that they never knew a'lion or a tiger or any animal of the cat specie to go I through the Red.Sea withuu 1 changing 1 coat. They will shed at Suaklm and 1 come out with hair fresh and ghmsv as silk, and yet, going through the Red 1 Hea they will shell again. No one has been able to account for it, hut it is L a fact, nevertheless. 1 The Kind Lady By Leo COME UP HERE 1 * M ■/ a. I JUST WANTED T'TELl) you I WON'T NEED ANY COAL THIS Saturday!, T'i J SHE HAS CHANGED HER HIND, SHE WANTS SOME , COAL T'DAT we woN'n NEED ANY NEXT SATURDAY EITHER' /• M