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THE ATLANTA GEORGIAN AND NEWS. SATURDAY, MA Y17. 101
By Herriman
Dingbat Family
A Bachelor’s
Diary
The Old Man's Sentiments Were Cordially Received
Copyright. 1913, International News Service
Sweet F^ie/vDs, t-
Tf/WD friends - .
Do A)or Hand Voaj' Lowot mongouWL
any Roush %turr. Fok ajo Doubt mj
, his 5/mwe heart, beats The very /
JiEAJT/MEAJTs I HAVE- OUST ^— J
s V. £XPBESSfet> J
r \ Just WANNA YfeLL Vey AOUjYhAT L ~
The Time A/a)t FAR off when hie. will All
S live. Like. Am/ABleI BRdThbPF.; The Rk
i sharing uath The Pvcr.' The GtkcmoT
helP/aig The /nfif/vt;. debts
\ JWIU BE UAJKAJCINAJ U)E SHALL
PAY WHAT WE DtUfeJ, LlKfeT"
HCWBtT /HE/V .j=^±-hT
l/MV FfciENDB 'VE BEEN ASKED^'l
By MAX.
/Missy D/M&MT' TALK BIG
/ hoajest talk he PAy me
OWE DOLLA, SITTY FI CENT"
WOT HE OWE ME Fo (
Tlee week WAshee Dea
. WE ALL BE am BLUDDA
V To-GEDBA - Hoo-LAy -
A PRIIj 2.—I once imagined, in‘£he
cock-sure, self-satisfied man
ner ofmiy sex,’t’nat I knew all
about woman. 1 thought It was like
looking into a str**ikni so limpid that
nothing was hidden anything as
vague as a shadowy but I know now
that it is more 11,ke’ gazing into* a’
mirror which throves foaek one’s>v,vvn
reflection and reveals nothing of" hr
self.
Kor these many years I J "h^veifycn
gazing into the mirror* Sally Sp^nfcer
hold before me and'thought l / .sb w
the soul of'the woman. I reality,, to
day that I saw only my own jpfdn*
Ions of her.
1 have learned much through her
sorrows: 1, who had known her close
ly and intimately for many years and
did not know she had a grief!
It has given me many an hour of
painful reflection. Somehow I seam
to see* a dreary procession of wom
en. each bearing on her shoulders a
burden that grows heavier and heav
ier as infirmities approach and the
charms of youth vanish. And that
burden is man's love' We give it as
if it were endowing a most precious
jewel.
“It will serve as a magic,” we tell
her, “to keep away loneliness and re
gret and pain and sorrow. Only ac
cept it and wear If, and you will lead
a charmed life.”
Young and Gay.
She is young and gay and thought
less when we torment her to accept
our love. She doesn’t know that the
precious jewel is only a worthless
bauble. She hasn’t learned from the
experience of her older sisters that
the woman who accepts this love of
man finds it no magic in banishing
loneliness and regret and pain and
sorrow, but rather a lodestone that
attracts them.
"Tt is fight, fight, fight all the tirpe:
a fight to retain my personal charms;
a fight to keep him interested; a
fight to forget myself in satisfying
every longing he may have, physical,
mental or spiritual; a fight to give
him just so much of myself, he will
never know satiety and will always
want more; a fight to keep him from
the clutches of that Other Woman,
always standing like a threatening
phantom in the background, and then
when I have his love, what do P pos
sess? Something about as tasting .is
a soap bubble and never worth the-
price! ”
That was'theory of Sallv Spencer
and it seems to “tpe to be the cry^ of
all the wives dragging in weary pro
cession before my mental vision. Th‘-y
are all fighting so hard to keep the;
love some man once urged them to.
accept, and we, who eh mild be the-
ones to fight to keep the love of wom
an, are cruel in’the knowledge that*
• having onee won her love .30 easi’c
and thoughtlessly we hav6 won it*
for life.
I have seen a great deal of Sally)
since the morning a week ago when;
she dropped the mirror she had al-,
ways held before her and let me see.
into the depths of her soul. She)
seems to find a greater joy ih the*'
presence of the children, something*
deeper than joy. in fact, a comfort, aV
promise, a forgetfulness. *
“I always wanted a baby,” she said/
wistfully one day, “hut Jack didn’t.” •
On another occasion she remarked;-
that every wife made a great mistake
in thinking that the love a man had
for her would be the greater if there,
were no children to share , it. “It*
grows tees.'” with a sigh, “and 1 wish
I could tell this to all young wives.”
She says little about Jack’s wan
derings into forbidden paths, but I
gather from chance remarks that
they had not been numerous, but have
been serious while they lasted.
“Every man.” bending her head'
over a rent in a doll dress which she
was repairing, "stations his wife at
a fixed post and wanders away,
knowing he will find her there with
arms outstretched to welcome him
whenever it suits him to return. If-
she reproaches if she chides, if she
weeps, he will only wander off again,
and remain longer. She must smile,
with her arms outstretched, grateful
that he returns to her; ignoring for
the sake of her happiness^ and the
security of her home the fact that he
comes back with another woman’s
kisses still warm on hi- lips.”
She Knew Max.
She saic} it, as if thinking aioud.
And I, as one who also though aloud,
replied: “Yet, knowing this, you once
almost made a r*atch between Mar
garet Hill and me. I can’t imagine
she would stand on a fixed post with
her arms outstretched in forgiveness.
She is good; so good she is removed,
above every understanding of temp
tation; so good she could never for-'
give.”"
"But you would not wander iwajv
Max. I know you better than you
know yourself.”
“I am not a better man than Jack
Spencer.”
“No,” thoughtfully, “in manywa.vs
you are not as good. But you are
nearly 50, and you have spent a life
time in following your impulses. You
have found it doesn’t satisfy. When
you sit alone dnd* think of the past.
It is with regret and humiliation for
what you have done. When Jack
Spencer is in meditative mood, he is
regretting w r hat he didn’t do.’’
“But why ” I began.
“Because I married him when he
was very young and have taken care
that he had no opportunities. The
wild oats crop he might have sow c/d
is always a pleasing retrospect to a
man who has been kept good in spite
of himself.”
“Here,” holding up a diminutive
garment of muslin and lace, "is the
party dress of the Princess Aline, just
as good as new.”
Manette climbed to her lap to as
sist in robing the Princess Aline, and
the brown-eyed pup barked so fierce
ly for the place occupied by Her Royal
Highness on Manette’s lap, and made
such frantic efforts to get there, that
I lifted him up, and then stood back,
laughing at the picture they made.
It was not till we were escorting
Mrs. Spencer home an hour later that
I found chance to ask the question 1
had been asking myself over and over
again:
Knowing Jack's weakness, why do
you invite the widow to your house?”
It was not till we had reached the
steps, and she had given good-bv
kisses to her little lostesse^ and rdl
their dolls, and had shaken hands
with the brown-eyed pup and the kit
tens. that she replied:
“When a mother is so prompt in
saving her child from the fire that it
is never burned, it never learns not
to play with fire. I intend to let
Jack Spencer get so badly burned this
time that he will never go near the
flames again." '
And I had always thought, in the
caeksure. self-satisfied manner of my
sex, that I knew all about woman!
Tlee CMteiiX..
Fo /Mie-sy Dingbat
1H00- LAV .'!!|
HEAE
My, kat butl
* You're KrazV
SUBE / | KNou> a ama/c/L.
\ WHAT l^> KfcOOKEb ' LIKeJ
V every Th/nc*, And Vetj-
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IP a maaj A'Nr
STRAIGHT‘ HE \S
^ A 'KROOKS'C
(AiNT HE • IGNAT2
By Hershfield
Even in the Great National Game
Desmond Can’t Play Fair
Dauntless Durham of the
Copyright, 1913, International News Service
A'WAK MISTAH
TWO STRIKES on THIS BUNK H&io
ITS FONKlV 1
AM SURE ! HEA
iTWE BAT HIT
/THE BALL/,
FAST OMe, BUT YU-
HIT THE BALL. RI^HT
OM THE KiOSE :
THREE MEN
ON BASES AM
TWO OUT. MY
HIT WILL WIN
ctAme
\AND KATRINA
I CAN HIT
1 \THE VILLAIN
O-JPESMOND
DURHAM.YOU
CAN HIT HIS
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(you should worry!Durham 62
DURHAM HE will NEs/ER MAKE
A HOME RUM OFF M6. I'LL HOLD
THE BALL CLOSE. I HAVE A PLAN
iMUNYVESS/THE
VILLAIN DESMOMO
MUST WIN THREE
) Out of five
AMES BEFORE j
\ t BELONG to yZ-
V_ H|M
HE is
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BALL /
NOW TO
WIN THE
SERIES AH®
[ KATRINA
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/ \bURHAM AK/O
RETIRE THe
T -S»t>E 1
By Cliff Sterrett
Just a Slight Mistake on the Collector’s Part
Coporright. 1913, International News Service
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By Tom McNamara
You Can’t Fool That Kid Step-Sister of Eaglebeak’s
R«fh»tered United States Patent Office
HERE CODES' EAGLEBEAK S KID
StEP SISTER. Ill BET SHE S COOK-
IM' FOR. HIM. WEll 6Y 60U.Y SHE
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MY STEP BROTHER. HASNT BEEN
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PAYS AND I CANT FIND HHD ANY
PLACE AND PA Told MA TO TEH-/
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cooked
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TANNED HIM OFFER ODR TEAM ? - W€VE SOT
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ON THE NSW NICKEL
stand for-‘-cause we
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FROM VAX'-YONKERS L) SA.
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