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THE ATLANTA (II UKlil.W AM.) INEWS. KKJOA V, APK1I. 'AO. l'lEL
STRENGTH
IN
WEAKNESS
The Dingbat Family
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“Goo Bi" /'or f/te Gen/e |Jy Hfirrinian
Copyright, 1013, International New* Servictr
To-day’s Complete Short Story
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Mayme Ap.
t© that one
f their silk
gh the sky,
tagine that
her talents,
tss. her re
lation, and
tng depres-
P U I, J1BKAN said to Annette:
•■To-morrow I will speak to my
aUier _l will tell him that I love
n,i that you are willing to share
i will speak to him—X will
,; nv „ ,-e him, and about 6 o'clock to-
Tnrr „ night I will come and tell you
“hat in- say» 1 love you ' AnneMe ' and
jou may trust me."
Standing at the window, Annette saw
lllm , -sing the street with the linn
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BELove.b ano Tell Mt it is)
GTHe. MftGlC TU&r IS IT AIOTC
XMV HEART'S EA/SLAVER ?J
T~
/Tt is my quetAi "A
/ it is mj-deeb c A
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jTRiSi is Toe; BeA/misH
(•P0SIM6r As The "G6MiE' 0E_
(The Magic Tu? A/mtt he
' ~l MADE- UP ' SWELL *
Doait Allow No fo-EMiosEs
To SCARE. ME Mil. 3. beamish
Bt 'THB.V IM BMEft So AlAAlY
MAGIC TIMMV-JOHAIS
AIO 'Sift. RESB.
V TSLD ME IT WAS A MCE,')
easy genteel harmless)
occupation; Did at cwa, P
HEH / DID A/T CHA —- 1
V' S«wi&
s; ,,p an energetic and determined
a fine show
become dls-
for a faint-
agazines. I
I could read
emuneratlve
start out a a
tion and a*>
©f period I
ilng an lm-
He was tall and broad-shoulder-
, wh ,le she was little and frail, and
■ s i,e sat down near the fireplace she
felt that she loved him even more be-
au(e of his strength.
' ynnette had no dowry and she knew
„, at The elder Meran expected his son
, u marry a girl with money.
therefore, he had reached a
When,
these Pillare
low to make
ch a clever
nd made by
at Its value
cents for
e read, "an<Yl
•ed calico, a
vill command
■ysey Mayme
her mother,
s family for-
;r, and began
of a bright |
its leaves of
field! with a
center, Show-
colors of na-
mothers were
leaving the
her mother
he quilt was
i exhibited it
with as happy
of honey had
yers, but her
nee devised a J
some a source |
r family,
said proudly, i
to be a lugu-
i filled with
parting with
d; when tor-
lat the future
lying one will
all else. He
1th mirth and
world with his !
filed with the
nong you who j
ibed and who
quilt may
hand.
ms in session,
i finger to the 1
all.
we have thef
of Russia,
king over her
one small hoy
“what do we
right, hesitated :
rered, “Warts.'’
R Tt
s visitor, “but I
i to ask after I
ti
^1
t,
Cottolene
istry; for
costs no
e
t will
position
where he had others under him
3pom
:nen
JJ e US ed his authority like vengeance
and the power of money had become
his religion He was feared for his vio
lent temper, and. as Annette knew that
hp wag determined to get a rich daugh
ter-in-law. she was awaiting the com
ing of the morrow with anxiety.
She Turned Pale.
Th * bell rang. She ran out herself
; -o onen the door and turned a little
paU. when she found herself face to
far,- with the mother, Mrs. Meran.
When they were alone in the room
Mr? Meran was the first to speak:
l know my son's feelings for you,
my child. I also know that you are
mor e than worthy of his love, and I
should have liked nothing better than
’o have seen you as his wife. But what
,an we do when my husband is against
it? Taul is quite crushed."
Annette buried her face in her hands
and the tears ran out between her slen
der fingers.
• Then my heart, my love, my cour
age count for nothing, because I have
no money. Because 1 am a poor girl
Mr. Meran parts Paul and me. It is
unjust, terribly unjust!"
And Mrs. Meran repeated:
• Yes, it is unjust," and because she
found nothing else to say, she caressed
Annette’s hair with her hand and was
silent.
"I know that it is hard to make a
living." Annette went one, "and I know
that Paul is not earning much money
now, but I did not mind that; he would
have got on better later, I would have
shared his days, bad ones with the good,
and later on we should feel we were so
much closer because we had gone |
through the struggle together. I would \
have been a good helpmate to' him. I
am not selfish. Mrs. Meran."
I know that, my' child, and T would
have learned to love you like a mother, j
Dno't cry, dear; you will be happy. j
You deserve it. You. can get .a better !
husband than my Paul would have bee: !
to you. Perhaps if you had married J
him the day would have come when y<-o
would have regretted It."
"Never, for I love him, and no matte’
whal sorrows and trials might have
'■■•me to us. they would only have tied i
me closer to him when we thought cf j
began j
^ ITRATy; WHILE You AfcE AloT exactly Possessed'
OF Ak) INTELLECTUAL. A/IIEAJ | WOULD U/BLL.
LIRE TD Kn)OW,
WHY
yoo are
WOULD You
I6A/AT2ES
PRETTY MICE
Would
6NAT2'; I KB-NCOTs Keep From\
Vju Any SECRETS^ I AM CALLED \
' Krazy; for. The same Reasons)
As Mister Toms MecMamerua* calTS)
sk/ajnv shaaje&s; sk/amiy; uuhkNc_
^ He is A Tut Dovs, Aw Doiis^
MR. PcyAiw' Look iiR& A Sea-Foods
-AJO ? Uiell^THkt's Uihv /M " KRAiv.'
Ycaajt hand mb.
AIO BULL LIKETIxatI
Durless DauNthaai J
Polly and Her Pals
It’s Always That Way With Poor Pa
Copyright, 1913, International New# Service.
By Cliff Sterrett
DM/<Tom IT l 1 Told MA To
'Throw This" ole Lid AWAY]
L4£r Fall 1 ivt ijiewfi
THE BLAMED TH/m6-
~TyJo 5t4^ow<: JLbeao/!
I DOUT 5ee fioty/ Ver GowMA
6ir a raiu Coat THi$ mouth,
Pony, yer Paw's gfe
ih$l/pawCe (£■ Due
“The 22^o !^
pat last
VfeAC
PAU AM A .
<p
akj 1 irt a Ciucu i Am
6oim<£ TUrouGH 'TMS
Summer luce i did
L4S'T»
MH. Some
~ Clad RAGC!
Au'IUeres DHUCia!
^i/t-ty THA' RdoR-Child 7 ^
Shoes’ 15" LiTER4i.LV
balliu' off per. feeT !
'To s4V KloTpwCr Of
RuTh^ ty/EDDiNj6
PReSemt, W/HiCH'LL Lost
ver paw a PPeT-TV
PEMWV 7AKZ >T
from Me ! r~
—-— 1
1
YrfiRweTrr
the confiderre with which
«ur life Oh. Mrs. Meran, it is cruel l
to part us."
I feel sorry for you. my dear child. 1
You fpea! Just as I thought thirty
years ago."
"Ard w’hen he thinks of that, don’t !
u Giink Mr. Meran will give in'. ' i
“Give in!
Mrs. Meran spoke these words as if,!.
1 not believe her own ears. SI.-
u !><1 at Annette ar.d her eyes filled
with tears.
I'" y°u think dear," she said sad
"■lat my hnsband ever ro nembr
Us Boys
Skinny Knows How to Treat a Girl
fiegisTred United States Patent Office
By Tom McNamara
6E8 ENIILT ! ASK. TER LIRE A Ffel^MD TO SEE IF TOO
CAN'T GET THAT KID STEP SSTEIv. OF EAGLEBBAK'S
>To let hin plat
I60SH HANL IT SHRIMP IS TW;N' To
lv
ill- se days? Do you think he even t;iini
’em for a single moment?
• T\ soon he got into the habit <
sa ' n K. ‘I want this’ and ‘I want that
an, l aft er a while I was only a shadow
myself, while he seemed to grow
1 igg« r. and I trembled at him. My hus
band: He very quickly forgof that I
ha,] a heart, that I loved him. He took
feelings for granted, as something
tha was his by right. Yesterday he
Sdi " ’^°t’ and Paul meekly gave in, us
everybody else does to him!
■ ’aui: Paul, who is so firm and so
•tern, and of whom I have always been
a litle bit afraid, though I loved
him?"
Paul firm? Why, he Is meek, timid.
,lds always been weak and with-
" ut an Y w dl of his own. I have known
:ha ’ ever since he lay in his cradle.’
He was firm, and sometimes a little
domineering toward me, an<i I feared he
' Vl bi make a <lreadful scene and part
from you in anger.’
1 ''Tv were botli silent for awhile. Then
Mr* Meran said, as if to herself:
Gnce. thirty years ago, my husband
nit,, f a scene and treated me very un-
He had left me sitting at home
^HOOKfcX FRO^
ms Ton) Bone
EMIW AUJAV PROM M6* #1
bH£'S MT SWEETHEART- (ll LOOP To
Auj i will mot she might
^ THINK l’M JEALOUS:
HIM AND BING
HIS MAP ALL
FOR US, I0IU
VA PLEASE,
PLEASE, PLEASE'
Justly.
J • crushed and scared at his tein
; hi the evening he came back from
r,t ffice all upset, with a face which
■ 15 lly recognized. He had been un
ified by one of his superiors. 1
he had made a scene and had
' position, so I asked: ‘And what
’* sav?’ ‘Nothing; he is stronger
thfl n me, isn’t he?’ he replied.
Gauged His Courage.
" Annette, that day 1 knew what
^ Ul '* courage he possessed, and I also
' vr,H ' v w hat a poor companion I had
_ ° T ' t0 him. 1 had always submitted
• fl, i because I was weaker, he had taken
SKINNN 9HANE«7s
6O06L1 DEPARTMENT
ai ol
EASY
DPAUJIH6
LES50ME
A
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nail%
(TRY IT YAURYSlF)
.'ll UUALK R16HT BY " EM )
WHISTLIN' LIKE A LARK
AND L WON'T SPEAK TC> ^
OmiujiVL ter
60E5S WHEN A AUTO
MOBILE A/NT- WHEN 1
IT TURNS turtle :
l }Top'fen gigglin')
IS.
HER EUEM
IP SHE
BEGS /
ME /
H&JWl tfr-dxLU&,
, 0
C LITTLE BELLE ROSENBERG
^ JDfclES PARK- U. S. A.
WH't DO FRI ENDS
AJEuER SHAKE HANDS,
WITH 7HE/R LETT hands.
HURRY OP AlJD TAKE
YOUR TIME TO THINK
THIS OUER.'
ANSWER To-MORROW-
I
Things Worth Remembering
his
revenge on me when he had been
»b,s, ,i by one stronger than himself.
; >en he tyrannized us it was because
^ knew he had nothing to fear from
^ And Paul, who loves you. An-
would have tyrannized you.
( a • has no courage himself.”
Annette listened no longer, a terrible
„: n ' n K hlled her heart, the feeling that
im<. come near giving all that was
T in her to a man who would not
''ci i'i a man wno wouiu noi
appreciated it and who would have
'ovfcL ber so little as to make her either
(im V’ r a rehel -
l.., \Trnc Meran continued talking of
n “r youth:
‘ d not even protect me. me
/■Hu not even dare to open my heart
p n my <larkest hours."
^nnettf listens no more. She is cry-
abd murmurs:
M
ITH can be done to train and
beautify the eyebrows and
lashes bj gently stroking
them with a soft camel-hair eyebrow
brush. There i.s nothing which so
enhances the beauty of the face as
fine eyebrows and long, curling, dark
lashes. Clipping the lashes to make
them grow longer and stronger was
long' ago abandoned as worse than
useless, and smart women of to-day
will risk no such radical method. In
stead. many of them use a perfectly
harmless but very rare and delicate
substance knofvn to chemists as
mennallne. To greatly stimulate and
also to darken the growth of the
hairs in brow and lash, it may be
applied at night with the Anger-Ups
close to the hair roots. Rouge is
always obvious, but powdered col. tan-
dum" defies detection, and 1.
harmless.
quit©
«ur
•ourage; 1 was not afraid of
yj l‘, dJ courage!"
. "Tl
Meran finished her thought, say-
think tlM>v aro bravo becana^
u Five them, obey them. They
- strong, though in real-
\. o weak and we, who sub-
; * ho strong ones."
Kor the first time during i's exist
ence of nearly 2.000 years the town
of Tripoli lias witnessed
performance. Iho piece
Cellar's opera "Eva.'
ment was strongly represented among
the audience.
Out of the more than sixty million
inhabitants of Germany, nineteen mil
lion support themselves by agricul
ture.
A rav. onion eaten at night; is the
best-known remedy for insomnia.
Spectacles were
thirteenth century.
invented in the
Value of Bluff.
the
theatrical
given being
The Arab ele-
tj-. r.a'- artrv
tear lhl3 provide ic
,,r sl'so.ooo.ooo.
t>00."(HI on L.,
estimates for the
expenditure
.crease of over
In a close encounter during
American Civil War two soldiers, oije
from each army, came face to face
within short range.
Each put up his gun and fired, as
it subsequently appeared, his last
cartridge. Both missed. The bulle,
of one man buried itself in a tree,
and the shot of the other passed
through the coat of his enemy. Each
man. knowing his ammunition was
gone, supposed himself to be at a
disadvantage.
One of them made a great show of
reloading his gun. and, stepping for
ward, demanded a surrender. The
other threw down his arms with a
groan.
“If I had another cartridge I would
never surrender." he exclaimed.
"That's all right, calmly remarked
the captor, marching off his prisoner.
“If 1 had another, you may be sure
i shouldn't have asked you to sur
render.''
CLEEK OF THE FORTY FACES
By T. W. HANSHAW.
Copyright by Doubleday, I'age & Co.
TO-DAY’S INSTALLMENT.
“W
HEN I had Dollop*’ report
on that in my hand and
saw that nine of those
twelve jurors bore the names which
you yourself had given me as being
those of the men who Here murdered,
and when I realized that Doctor Sin
gleton's assistant was not only an
Irishman, hut a young one, rather
badly made up to look old. * * *
Oh, well, even a blockhead must have
begun to realize that he was on the
right scent. Still, 1 was not sure. Ab
solute certainty never came to ipe,
Mr. Narkom, until I turned as I was
entering this house and looked back
at the traces of the green figures
which had been chalked upon the
doorstep. Then, of course, I positively
knew! A? how”’’ He rmtled and
turned to the Russian girl, .safe shel
tered in Lady Jennifer’s arms- "Mad
emoiselle," he sr,id. "you may retail
that I said something about standing
upon one's head to defeat certain
classes of criminals.
take that figuratively? If you stand
on your head, you know, you must
look at things upside down. And look
ing at things upside down was exactly
what I did when I viewed those chalk
marks from the doorway instead of
from the path. I knew the* game and
I knew my man from that Instant.
‘Set the lie’s mark on every livin’ soul
of them,’ the mother of Shawn’s boy
had said to him; and ‘The Lie's
Mark’ was there! Look at those fig
ures wpi'id*- down. You will find that
tley ^>ell L. 1. E., and that the wom
an’s son obeyed her to the letter. I
think that’s all, Mr. Narkom. so. If
you arc* ready, we’ll say good night
and go."
The Riddle of the Round House.
U PON what
do grea
Will you kindly
PON what trivial circumstances
great events sometimes
hinge! Here was a case of
more than common perplexity -more
than the uvual riuota of mystery,
craftiness and diabolical cunning—
and yet. had not Dollops chosen to
"top off" a hearty tea of shrimps,
water cress and cucumber sand
wiches with thiVe t ream pulls and a
banana it would never have come
(Meek's way nor found any place
whatsoever in these chronicles.
The result of this pleaeant little
gastronomic experiment of Master
Dollops scarcely needs to be recorded.
It is sufficient to say that he had the
time of his life^ that he kept Cleek
busy for 24 hour- on a stretch wring-
ing out flannels In hot water and dos
ing him with homely remedies, and
that when he ca ne through the «iege
he was as limp as a wet newspaper
and as feeble as a good many dry
ones.
"What you need to pull you to
gether is a chance, you,reckless young
anaconda—a week’s roughing it in the
open country, by field and stream and
as many miles as posslb e from w
much as th»- odor of pastry cook’s
shop," said <Me»>k. patting him gently
upon the shoulder "A nice sort of an
assistant’ you arc keeping a man out
of his bed for 24 hours, with hi“ heart
In his mouth and his hair on end, you
young beggar. Now. now, ovv! None
of your blubbing! Sit tig.it while I
run down and cook some breakfast
for you. After that I’ll phone through
Some Smiles Worth While
Pat and Mike were crossing the river
on a ferryboat. They were watching
intently a big dredging barge that was
sending its mammoth scoops under the
water and bringing up tons of mud.
"Pat," says Mike, "wouldn’t yez loike
to be a-workin’ over there on that mud-
digger?"
"Yis." say’s Pat, "but, begorra Ot’d
hate to be one of the fellows under
the wuter that's fillii.’ up thlm shov
els."
Why, you
tery advertise: “Graves finely situated,
surrounded by thti beauties of nature,
commanding a fine view of the bay, and.
in short, meeting every requirement of
the human family. People who have
(tried them cannot be persuaded to go
elsewhere. ’
“That's a neat motto." said Briny
Billins to a building society man who
asks. “Why pay rent when you can
own your own home?”
"Yes," was the reply; “but I have
Just had a tenant who revised it in a
way that made me dislike it. He says:
‘Why pay for a home when you can owe
the rent?’
“Wish to leave. Parkins?
only came yesterday.’’
“Yeti, inarm. In engaging I thought
ypu was a sparrargrass and champagne
gentry. But when l ’ears from the
cook last night that you eat pertaters, Flopson—l say, Johnny, which is the
cabbages, carrots and suchlike second- way to the Theater Royal?
hand vegetables, and drinks beer, I sees j Small Boy -How do yer know me?
there isn’t nothing aesthetic in it, and I ; Flopson—I guessed it.
resigns my office, so to speak." ! Small Boy—-Well, guess the way to
I the Theater Royal! *
i • -■
“I'll learn ye tae tie the kettle tae
to the Yard and tell Mr. Narkom to I Thomas.
the dog's tall,’’ Tommy's mother yelled
in her wrath.
It wasna oor dog," cried frightened
have somebody look up a caravan that
can be hired and we'lj be off for a
week’s ‘gypsying’ in Devonshire, old
chap."
"Naw, it wasna oor dog,"
shrieked the enraged mother,
was our kettle!"
almost |
"but it I
To Be Continued To-morrow.
I
The managers of a Brooklyn ceme-
ii
it
■
Peck—You will never get the dog to
mind you, my dear.
Mrs. Peck—I shall, with patience.
You were just as troublesome yourself
at first
Hadsum- What side do you gener
ally take when your wife gets into an
argument with somebody else?
Wiseacre outside It’s safer.