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* TTTF ATLANTA OF.OROTAX AND NEWS. MONDAY, APRIL 28, 1913. The Dingbat Family The Juice Raised the Deuce Copyright, 1513, Tn'rrnatlonal News Se-ric* By Herriman To-day s Complete Short Story I T had seemed to mo at the time ihat I could do the thing in entire safe ty. Our troops were ordered out to take nd destroy a village which lay In the valley by the riverside, and their operations would be confined to the lower ground. The heights above would he entirely untroubled, unoccupied. And so I had gained these. after walk ing five miles over gentle slopes of short scrub grass, and then had lain me down on the ridge and watched the sklrmlffti- tng. the attack, and the captu-e through a pair of glasses Prom a distance It had all seemed very .ame There were little puffs of *tray smoke men fell, others came on at run, zigzagging In and out In entire disorder, made their weapons and ac coutrements glitter In the sun, and they disappeared under cover of the mad and bamboo village. More smoke arose in puffs from the Janes between the houses And then a stream of Black Flag Chinese began to pour out at the run, some of them pHdhed forward and Jay still, and tl|e others opened out to pass theee hy„ ami ethers limped and lagged behind the general pace; and quite Irregular (jack to from the village, like the burning of brusb^wood, told me what woe causing ftieee things But when the Bafek Flags wese out of' rang.* and the firing oeased the vafl- ]try dropgwd Into dread quietude and ttewvM nothing more to see. I yawned ever ft for another halt-hour and then walked a doaer. yards down the dope, necked a eon pie of cigarettes and began xttf dejeuner The regiment of Black Flags which came down upon ms must hnre started oltrnMng the hill face the wary minute I quitted the ridge Ran Like a Dog. Insttaofc, as I say, Jerked me to my feet, and taftinol must huvn given me a prodigious start, tor when first my wits oiuue 10 me 1 found myself run ning Tike a frightened dog. ft seemed as If ten million bullets Whisked pant roe, and I had a notion I was hit In twenty places. But nothing otaggped mr tegs, and although my heart was trying to Jump alear of Its moor ings I ran on at a freshened pace. Tliore naan't a more terrified man In AslafhnA radnute The shots came drop ping after me; sheds and cries in bar barous Chinese, and the world swam In front. Ternnr, tjndfbitod, made roe a running automaton. Beyond a doubt the most cowardly Frenchman in the Fast that moment was myself I did not attempt to •con trovert this fact; I ran on, cringing from every' bullet that rustled past me or spurted up the ground" beside my leaping feet; but 1 sought to find ex cuses for my conduct. For good behavior they had rained me from the ranks to a non-commis sioned officer. How long 1 ran on in this blinded state 1 cannot tell; hut a sharp siting of pain set my wits a-going It felt like the sear of hot metal burning and frying, and the hurt came somewhere from the round of the left shoulder. Instantly my mood woke agHln For the first time there grew upon me a vague resentment against the crew who were yelping and firing In chase; and as I scurried on, and the HI-aimed bul lets threw- their rushing hate of sound around my head and limbs, this in creased to a wild, poisonous hate. Remembered My Revolver. Then, for tb£ first time, 1 remem bered my revolver With bungling fingers 1 unholstered it. anil, turning, fired six rapid shots One man clapped hands to his face, screamed shrilly : like a child and pitched to the earth, his pigtail swung up In the air as thought it had been a black whiplash I was no longer a French gentle- i man then I was a savage beast, lust ful to tear my enemies' throats I turned again and fired on. A whole fusillade of vengeful shots were ex- i changed in return, but none of them I found a mark in me, and I laughed aloud in triumph. Whatever happened now I had killed my own weight of enemy. But, as 1 say, I wanted desperately ' to do more, and now that the paralysis ' of terror and excitement had flashed away my mind was beginning to work with craft and cunning Ahead I of me and running athwart my course was a muddy wallow they called the | road and which our troops had pass ed along barely three hours before to the capture of the village To the left were the French lines and safety In front, and a ball's throw beyond the road. was the yellow turbid stream of the river. It was Impossible to reach the camp even had I risked It. The Black Flags had anticipated the move and had de tailed off a party to outflank me in that direction By turning off to the right I might very well bring down ; the enemy upon our expeditionary force on their march back from the village They might be prepared to receive them, and again they might not. and I would have died ten times sooner than any move of mine for my own safety should bring disaster on my comrades Our branch of the service gets sneered at enough as ff is. Shots Thick and Fast. Bo I raced on for the road and passed it. aijd labored down to the river The shots came fast and thick now. and two more bullets galled me. but I waded through the shallows without further hurt and gained the deep, fawny river beyond. A sampan was moored a hundred yards out and a little downstream, i made for it with long, bursting dives There were half a dozen men on board, jumping, gesticulating and crying warnings; and once, when I came up from an underwater swim, one of them let fly a match lock at me Another dive and 1 was upon them, and they received me with knife-stabs -and how the fight turned next 1 could not tell. But of a sudden, with a blink and a gasp and a downward blow l came by my wits again, and found that 1 was on board the sampan with a curv ed Chinese sword in my hand; and one man lay dead and bleeding at my feet, another was dead and floating face downwards with a current astern And the rest were swimming to the shore, and twenty Black Flags were firing over their heads as fast as they could My pistol was gone and I could do no more oh the offensive. The wish for fight had left me: the lust for life alone remained. 1 cut the painter and lav on the sampan's bottom, whilst she drifted down with the cur rent into our own lines And yet m v officers were pleased to call me brave, and the general gave me the war-rnedaL I tried to refuse it* but they laughed ut me A vedette tit seemed) I *d watched me through a glass from the moment of the first shot b^ing fired, and they said no man could have behaved more Iduc&ly. DpWf Ntou t>AST EAT\ That Soo* 'Lemon v /A) MV FftESENCt] V yCO tine H * - . Do AJoT TsiFtfe. WITH The? AefecTioajs oe The Lowlt ' i EMOAJ MV &OVE' THEftt. IS .MUCH Tt> iEAEM PROM If. | \5ifc Isaac AieicT^aj ' You Kmu\ I GAAAHftED 'VlXH INFO FftOM 1 (a /mere. apple. IT IS AJerr WAAibsoME-, i admit 'MR Does IT engage iaj The.' GRACEFUL CONVOLUTIONS OF C TE&FSICHORE , AIO* Does IT SHWeA t in Poses Pcastique. Bor ^— ‘AV T I PRAY YOU,, DRAW AJEAft. AMD' give it A close. Look —. The Militancy of' , These women NOW A DAYS is . /Host eaasperaT/a)& , IF ThERtt is (ONE. SPOTory [ Th«s *£-A VE.T Iaj were, f wotitb I UJEfce This Eve- kRArzy -IT is Dear, old Park *o*r ?ARKTPouJ''mL I SAV Pooh-Pooh C Tor That tTheres) others — < /OTHERS, OTHERS WHAT Others; 7 ell, Shed-Roe IGN AT£- A (AIT So Worse r, All Aboard !!] (bn// >/ *> -ir> Polly and Her Pals SbwD UP AH 1 lEMME Fa THIS Sk-IRT ohj YOU, R3LLV I ' WANNA vy/EAR ft ToMorpqmu! 1 6otta HF-AD Ache, MA, LET DILICJA do it: DfMCiA’f Done All I The HouSeWork JuSt 5"OS I Cckjlo Sew, aw' She'S" Wort out ! MV Heart 1 PLEED5 - FOR I S<OU MA, r* But i'll HAVE To PA&i Even the Worm Will Hide Copyright, 1913, International New* Barrio*. ' m- SoHtBooyi StfTJA oo it or. tu. KWRW REASON By Cliff Sterrett .;y. j y ;• ' % > 'T“ ' ■'•Tile' " v " v ' ■! Tmw? "Br® 4 Us HEAR TH£ STARFISH 6IANTS. IS 60lhl' TO 6ET A BRAND AlEUi PITCHER No More “Port” or “Starboard” All “Left” and “Right” Re* tterad United State* Patent Office 'WAKE DP, TOO MEAN LEFT 3ID6PL'. By Tom McNamara AIN'T CHA 60T NO, '■EDECATEM ?* A- I DON'T, MEAN PORT ( SIDES.'. r “DONT CHA KVOU) THERE \ AlNT NO SECH AMIVAL i NO MORE'THE secretary SKIMNV SHANEIVS 60061T DEPARTMENT shaner's no.B EASY DRAWING lESOWS SM)Ok.£ (Black ) Q/yuiuwi ■( jj which fhh has his' eves ajearest ro- . (scIHER, ? - TTE SHAUfsr FISH OF COURSE, (WHY certainlv. sure any body KWOuuS 7HAT! i S t^-datA<& p R.OM 0 A1ILLARD MACIC-U.s. a. IVHT CANT TOO NE\]£fl tell WHERE A PIN \S 601 Al6 TO ? AOSujeR To-yo wtoio Tragedy and the Movies By MALCOLM DOUGLAS ii I WAS with Booth, the mights. But Booth, alas, is dead’ Sc now 1 am with the mo vies,” The old tragedian said. “In Chambersburg and I’ottstown, And likewise Kokomo. You can view me classic features At 6 and 10 a throw. “1 was with Booth, the mighty. But Booth has long been dust. So 1 get me cakes and coffee From the moving-picture trust. Shakespeare, thou wast me idol. But thee 1 hadst to can; Me, oh, Bard, for the movies; Me for the camera-man! ” CLEEK OF THE FORTY FACES T1 ie P LI jit o : Lying Not What Pa Meant. 1 Host's Youngest—Don’t your shoes feel very uncomfortable when you walk, Mrs. Nuryche? Mrs. Xurych—Dear me, what Jin extraordinary question! Why do you ask. child? Host's Youngest—Oh, only 'cos p.i said the other day. since you’d come into your money >ou'd got far too bi^ for your boots. By T W. HANSHAW Copyright by Doubleday, Page A- Co. TO-DAY’S INSTALLMENT. H K did so forthwith, and the mo ment the-dry leaves fell on the remnants of the fire which the caravanners had used to cook their evening meal, there was a gush of aromatic smoke, a sudden puff and then a broad ribbon of light rushed upward and dispelled every trace darkness. And by the aid of that rib bon of light Mr. Nippers saw some thing which made him almost collapse with astonishment and chagrin. Recognition. The great of the world may—and often do—forget their meetings with the small fry. but the small fry never cease to remember their meetings with the great or to treasure a vivid remembrance of that immortal day when they were privileged to rub el bows with the elect. Five year.- had passed since Mrs. Maverick Narkom. Peking a place w herein to spend the summer holidays with the little Narkoms and their nurses, had let her choice fall upon L#ynhaven-Old-Bridges and had dwelt there for two whole months. Three times during her sojourn her liege lord had come down for a week-end with his wife and children, and during one of these brief visits, meeting Mr. Ephraim Nippers, the village consta ble. in the public highway, had deigned to stop and epeak to him and to present him with a sixpenny cigar. Times had changed since then; Mr. Nippers was now' head constable for the district, but he still kept that cigar under a glass shade on the drawing room what-not, and he still treasured a vivid recollection of the great man who had given it to him and whom he now saw sitting on the ground with his coat off and his waistcoat unbuttoned, his mustache uncurled and wisps of dried grass clinging to his touseled hair and all the dignity of office conspicuous by its absence. “Oh. lummy.” said Mr Nippers with a gulp. 'Put down the hammer? of them guns, you two—put 'em down quick! It’s Mr Narkom—Mr Mav erick Narkom. superintendent of Scotland Yard!” Hullo!” exclaimed Mr. Narkom, shading his eyes from the firelight and leaning forward to get a clearer view of the speaker. “How the dick ens do you know that, my man? And who the dickens are you, any way? Can't say that I remember ever see ing your face before.” Mr Nippers hastened to explain that little experience of five years ago: but .the circumstances which had impressed itself so deeply upon his memory had passed entirely out of the superintendent’s. Just Discovered. “Oh, that’s it, is it?” said he. ‘‘Can’t say that I recall the occasion; but Mrs. Narkom certainly did stop it L.ynhaven-Oid-Bridges some four or five summers ago; so, of course, it's possible. By the way. my man. what caused you to make this sudden descent upon us? And w’hat are these chaps w ho are with you bearing arms for? Anything up?” “Oh, lummy, sir. yes! A murder’s just been committed, sir—leastwise it's only just been discovered: but it can’t have been long since it was committed, Mr. Narkom.. for Miss Renfrew, who found him. sir, and give the alarm, she says as the poor dear gentleman was alive at a quarter o eight, 'cause she looked into the room at that time to ask him if there was anything he wanted, and he spoke up and told her no, and went on with his figgerin’ just the same as usual.” "As usual?” dropped in Cleek. “Why do you say 'as usual,' my friend? Was the man an accountant of some sort?” “Lummy! no, sir. A great inventor is what he is—or was. poor gentle man. Reckon you must a heard of him some time or another—'most ev erybody has. Nosworth is the name, sir—Mr. Septimus Nosworth, of the Round House. You could see the tower of it over yon if you was to step out into the road and get clear of these trees.” To Be Continued To-morrow. “I DON'T know wffiat on earth makes people lie!” sighed Mc- Billip. "They just naturally do it. 1 suppose. That’s the only way I can account for it. “Now. there’s my own daughter, Annabel. She took a notion into her head that she would do some lying. She was staying down in the city and some neighbors of ours went down and called on Annabel there. “Annabel turned loose. Such a string of stuff as she told them! Every night, she said, she had been out joy riding until 2 o'clock in the morning! “'Who did the chaperoning?' the neighbors asked, breathlessly. "'Who did the what?’ asked Anna bel. “ 'Why. the chaperoning. Didn’t you have a chaperon?* “ ‘Well, I should say not,’ said An nabel. "Then 'Annabel went on to tell that she hau been having such a good time with actors and actresses. She knew Maude Adams well, had taken a joy ride with Maude, and Maude wanted to take her with her and make an actress of her, and had promised her $100 a week as a starter. Anna bel had also met Sothern and had liked him very well, but she had been obliged to treat him coolly because Julia Marlowe was so jealous. Sue had met a famous aeronaut and he had coaxed her and cc her until she finally made a ; with him, and she enjoved the perience very much and had rec several letters and photographs the aeronaut since he left town “Soon after the neighbors got home with these thrilling tale what was going on in the citv word of it. 1 took the first tra the city. Every bird In the , thought might be some aeronaui ing off tvith my daughter. I had up my mind to yank her out o' aunt s house, where she was via without a word of explanation get her home at once. ‘ But when I got to the hot thought better of it. ‘What ir world do you mean.’ 1 said to aunt, ‘hv allowing my daughter i of tender years, to fly around aeronauts and actors, and go out ing at all hours of the night wii a chaperon?’ " ' A re you crazy?’ asked her 'Annabel has been with me < night and has always gone to bi 10:30. There have been no aeroi nor actors near her that I kno’ I have been with that child t minute, too.’ “When I saw Annabel she salt had made up those yarns Just for She said she was bored and want start something. Th? neighbors been so easily shopked when 1 ailed on her that she couldn't giving them the full voltage.-