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& THK ATLANTA GKU1M1AN AND NEWS. THURSDAY, APRIL 24. 1913. The Dingbat Family Not Much Excitement in Still Life Bv 1HI 011*1*1171-RIl r.ypytlgtit, 1013, TulrrnotJon»1 News ftervioe I /"where can pa pah 4 I BE, I HAVE NY SEEA/J ’ HIM AROUND ALU' 1 ( This Morning- C /VouR Pa, MV PEAR., IS AOIV /at An ART'school where, i ___ COMMAND/Nscy COAXED HIM Yo Go You, AND ME MARy; ARE PERSONS OF DECIDED ART|ST|C CZZT—1 .attainments, and so ivilcL_^ * Pa be, prom aou;, on. But Poor Pa Pah" HAsAfrh A SPARK OF AR.Y IN) HIM ImA-MAH; HE'LL NEVER ' p MASTER IT IN tS( ~ J ^THOUSAND YEARS -> He's just Got 4© mastemt) That's All, Its The 4'to8T r Refining influence /nThe, world To A Rough and r UNCOUTH MAN Z-IKE HIM AadJ rrs Just what he needs To r MAKE HIM OUR SOClALl ^ECIUALS^J (Domt LocxT) T=>MARV "cr Dt>\T DAST; -» ) rviv J* \^ (MERCY luPAV t tO(M UPON THE SHADE 'of My UPENDS Pa-Pah? and now, I EM All a flitters Looking upcaj The> ghost of yx>*.> grandfather 1 IS ENOUGH To MAKE ANV OF US A felT cT TLITtERED) f IWKSIPIDS MICE., / DidNt) ^'NOT A SWADeTU i SAV GHOST _ ,• 7 \ A /-UAt^T Cat., K-AT 1 SAY GH06T \ i SAID HIS \ SHADE v-C \r GHOST Fool KAT is IT AJOT ' i ‘ t? (WELL MAY BE Ms c,Moon-shade-. 4? %/t Polly and Her Pals Sure, They’re Tickle-Proof 3y dlf*f Copyright, :t)ia, International News Serrice. Sterrett [0, —— HrrcMY koo! MV jjARs!, Gal, DONT Dp ^4t! WiJY^-a-Matter. PA, 'TlCR'LlSH? YlCKLlSM ME EVE, 14 HURT'S!! D4WSONIX IP You waSny a Gal. ID PRoue IT To YfeuU If You rn, Go 4HEAD! DErhed IF I i domtII T 6UWS - ! Busted, bv^xim! Jo/' V YA at ‘"TMlRE'.C /4 REA£>nL m us i 3oys The Marvelous One Fools the Kid for Once , s/i) By Tom McNamara Lif. j Registered T'nited Stutee Patent Office ur'i the MARVE LOUS £A6LE BEAK SPRUDE R PITCHES Byr the starfish giants LO&& KsTc 15 Tou&h lock! HINKY DINKS WIN AGAIN! STANDING Of THE CLUB* VO L P.C H INKY* 4- o 'looo "GIANTS 1 1 TOO souThies 1 1 500 PLEAS" o 4- .00, UCGH HANfa IT, \A'«Y DONT EA61E&EAK SHOW OP? I WONDER IS THAT KID V STEP SISTER OF HlS'N 6 OT HIM ? __ 3 6lANT$" PLAY OLEAS NEXT! C<0 SCRIMP, ATE MUCH SOtfEB ,. CAN T HpU> TMisl LONGER, THEY’S J JODY BANGIN' ON ) WITH ROCKS! r- 60SH, l AIN SEARCH ME IP ’ Think i is n / WHEN'S MY BIG STEP BROFhER- > /CU -jj*‘ ( Get outer HERE YOU aint GOT NO FLIGHT/ ^ INHERE! - Y (coo BOX ( PUNVCIE | NtT! jf / <7<DME AWN, CALL DE GAME, mE CHDCKER IS IK PRETTY FAIR SHAPE. I SNEAKED /M THE OTHER. WAT- I GlUED NE KID SlE P SISTER. ' (slip!/ - § W-—r SKINNY SHANER'S 600GLY DEpARTfDENr statuesqus poses AID. 13 TAILOR rest CtntiJb&i to* iyvSfoL<]<ufrb WHAT 'coves railCE /fJ A vovehT. once /ha VIHUTE Bl)T MEOER/W A THOUSAND YEARS ? -THE letter, n Alou) TOO Jl)$T SEE IF THAT AIN’T So! lijmt T^-dUwj^' P R.ONT ' A , 0. C . GREAT NECK- 0. S. A. (SUESS WHEN) A AUTO MOBILE AIN'T. IE • - _. - ... _.. ... - , . .. ; - ... — ^ Better Than Sherlock ^ 1 Holmes at His Best v^J A EEK O F Tl IE FORTY FA CE5 ' Detective Story of Thrilling J Sat Interest, Love and Mystery By T. W. HANSHAW. "PyriDiit by Doubleday, Page & Co. : '-DAY'S INSTALLMENT. L>u,! L,ud! Suspect me of murder— cr?” exclaimed the doctor lit • i hot indignation it was a wonder ktti voice did not wake the sick man * rorrm beyond. “1 never he^r*'. anything so abominable, so mon strous. in all my life. You’ll do me !l,e honor of letting me know , please, i; P'n what grounds Mr. Red way. or Headway, or whatever your infernal name is »* Names Cleek. doctor—don’t both- your head trying to remember the otrer one; I’ve no further use for it. r '' 4 s the name—Cleek; Special In- quir y Agent of Scotland Yard. Mind footstool. Doctor—you ’ haven’t y°ur glasses on. Pardon, your lady- iiitp'' oh yes, Cleek is correct— land was- <is fictitious as Red- A s for the rest, you may take 1 p J‘' girt back to your heart with ' t confidence. There’s no Xihl- : in the case at ul’; and what i- L your son’s life is not threat ened 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 Ills inning ran out. Hit down, Doctor—I want to tei you a nice lit tle story about a bit of green chalk and a gentleman of the Fenian per- nuaslon 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 manifest 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 object, but they did suc- jceed in killing two men. two soldiers Ion guard, and making fatherless nine | little children. Well, they paid for that act with their miserable lives. IA 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 Judgn stood by his gusiu and did his duty by his country* his queen and his God. That was twenty years atfo— now mark what followed. The vicious son of a vicious father, nurs- irtg 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-hack 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 j their hom«'» and sting like any other I snake. Nine lives her - already paid ! the forfeit: the t *nt i - th r *t of Me I Herbert IJaHwicU-Hpale, formerly crown prosecutor and at. present oc cupying ihe top Hat in this house ” He was suffered to say no more. Of a sudden a table went over, a brown lfcather bag struck him full in the fe.ee and a flying figure shot past him, bowled over Mr. Narkom and bolted out of the door. VWare 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 sidewhiskers pulled off.” Then there came another snarling cry. another clatter of feet, a rush and a roar across the landing and into the room; arid 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 Mhawn, you’ve driven ! your pigs to a . fine market to be sure.” v<i'! Fit- k. ‘ And after only i . I »• UUM uu you like your good and careful as sistant, whose only concern for your welfare was that nothing should 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. \ our 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 fart of the chalk being green which impressed me green is so essentially Irish that one's first thoughts fly to the Emerald Is'e 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 Oorreli I James and the ages of the man who h id been killed—oh. well, it began J to take vl ap * a: once, of couisc. You j see. thei«• v/c.s Ud ‘green* whk » stood il'Liailci, and ♦ tr; • w : . stood for Fenianism, 'and—what’s that? How did I come to the con clusion that they really did do that? My dear Mr. Narkom, you certainly observed how 1 got hold of that par ticular clue? You remember 1 first tried the days of the week and then the letters of the alphabet and finally the months of tlie year. Surely, when I ticked off January, February, March you must have gained a hint at least? Why? Well, because if the 2 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. Ho, when I had these clews to start on and added to them, first, what I knew regarding Sir Gorrell James: then the ages of the several men killed, and finally the significant fact that, the gentleman who lives in th top fiat at this house is he who was Die Frown Prosecutor at the time of the great Dulaney-Shawn trial, why shouldn't 1 begin to set- light 7 Still. ! never was quite certain upon ti n- i i.ini until I i t Dollops t<» !■ <• iiv up the record* of that trial and to bring me a list of the names *jf the Jury men and also the name of tin* boy (.the son of one or the other of the two prisoners; I couldn’t quite remember which) 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 mArk 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 tiger’s whiskers once taken ofT w ; ll never grow again. These animals shed their Lair ordinarily 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 animala from Asia and Africa to Europe ray that they never knew a lion or a tiger or any animal of f he cut species to go through tpe without oha:ud? g ct at. They wilt ailed at Suukim ard condo out with hair fresh and glos.-v ; s '‘Ilk, and yet. going through tin Ktd they will shed again. \< »u. 6 l»ct Ti able to account for i;, }{ j* ii fart, nevertheless The Kind Lady P-r 1-4, iivl. r a. T I JUST WANTED' YOU I WON * NEED ANY . coal this ^SATURDAY i J back! ) f SHE HAS CHANGE HER SIND, SHE WANTS SOME COAL T'DAY 1 WE WON’T NEE0 ANY S MEXT Saturday either 1 it No jure k >c k Ll- 0