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TTTK ATLANTA flEOHOTAN ANT) NEWS. WEDNESDAY. A l*UIL 30. 1913
The Dingbat Family
By Herriman
It Was a Fruit—Hen-Fruit
Copyright, 1913, International New* Service.
Today's Complete Novelette
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The next day, taking the 50 cents
yjid leaving the quarter for the chil
dren’s dinner, she went up to New
York. Exactly opposite the great ter
minus where she alighted was the
Scintillarium, that most famous of
New York theaters, where “The Wom
an Who Went Right Through” was
being played nightly to crowded and
delighted audiences. “Is that a thea
ter?” Irma asked a policeman, huge
ami urbane. He replied in the afflr-
| mative. Jrma crossed the road and
j entered. “I want to see the mana
ger,” she said to the porter guarding
i its portals.
“Have you an appointment, mad-
! am?”
“No,” replied Irma, “but I must se«
i him.”
What Could He Do?
The porter, touched in spite of hlv
bewilderment, gave in. What else
could he do? No man could remain
callous to such beauty in distress. H«
went In search of the manager. Pres
ently he came back. “Come this way,
please, madam.”
Irma went that way, and after
threading many passages, carpeted In
thick velvet pile, was ushered into a
room. It contained a man, stout,
truculent-looking, and dressed in the
height of fashion. Hte hard, beady
black eyes glittered evilly as they fell
on Irma, timid, but pulsating with
eagerness. Her face bore a look of
Indelible breeding.
“You wished to see me?” he asked
“Yes, please,” replied Irma, pant
ing with excitement and hope. "I
want to be a star.”
“Miss Rosalind Vansittart needs a
rest. You can take her part to-night.
She's the leading star. I’ll give you
$2,500 a week. Sit down while I draw
up the contract.”
Irma could scarcely believe her
j ears. Twenty-five hundred dollars a
week! Why, that must be about $5,-
000,000 a year. Daddy and children
- wouldn’t starve now.
i\ “Please sign this,” said the man*
! ager.
“It’s nothing daddy would mind rrift
; signing if -he were able to mind?”
i asked Irma. She was a good girl and
loved her father. No, d^ddy wouldn't
mind even if he were able to; the
manager was quite* positive about
that. Then he*offered to lend his 200-
h. p. motor to carry her and the good
news back to her family.
"On the way she was to learn her
part. •She must be sure to be back at
the theater by 8 o’clock, for the cur
tain was* to rise at 9. The manager
handed her into his magnificent oar
himself. He whispered directions to
the chauffeur, who responded with a
knowing leer. They sped dizzily along
the roads, but Irma, intent on learn
ing her part, did not notice the coun
try through which they flashed like
lightning. Suddenly the car slowed
down and the chauffeur turned In
through two big iron gates'. Presently
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By Tom McNamara
The Marvelous One Loses Prestige
Rrjr «tered United Spates Patent Office
■IAT THERE'S THE MARMFlOOi EAGlEBEAK SPRUDEIR HE iS
THE BESlEST TUilRLER. IN OUR WEIGH BOR HOOD . HE'S MOLDIN' - 1
. out like ty Cobb, he wants hpTeen magnesia
l V BoTTlES A SEASON 1 . r '
SKINWN SHAKER'S
hello
OUTER. n\Y ROAD
googly department
SHAKERS ____ _
DRAWING
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UlHAT K/ND OF A CRIME
DO A SLEfP/NG BoY
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GAU5AM, GET HOME
AMD PRACTISE
your‘Tombone' ;
GAIA)AN ELSE ILL’
TFLL M TO-
OCr WHAT A PRUNE
HE \ ASCARED OF
V_ AIS> NIC SISTER’ .
FR.0M
PETE WALSH
PLA/NFIELD — U. S. A
when) you eaTmb yooz
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Bringing Up Father
By George McManus
Copyright, 1913. International News Service.
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It Was Too Desperate a Chance
Copyright. 1913, International News Service.
By Cliff Sterrett
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