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THE ATLANTA GEORGIAN AND NEWS. MONDAY. MAY 19, 1913.
The Dingbat Family Women Are All Such
Vain Creatures
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Dauntless Durham of the U. S. A.
Despite Our Hero’s Keen Eye for the Ball,
Desmond’s Foul Play Wins the Game
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By Hershfield
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Reglaterefl Hnlted St* fee Patent Offee
By Tom McNamara
FOOD FOR FANS
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TO-DAY’S COMPLETE STORY.
OU did!” cried Johnny Phil-
big:, tumultuouBly.
‘Didn’t!” asserted Georgfie
Drlgrgrs. emphatically. And then the
fight was on.
It raged down the sidewalk and
around the corner, and for a time the
game of marbles was abandoned and
forgotten. On the cement walk the
little glass spheres reposed quietly,
twinkling and waiting. They had not
long to wait.
Down the steps of the Phllblg house
came Phllblg himself, tall, Immacu
late and with head carried high. His
polished shoe, descending on a red
and white marble, shot Into the air
just as though It had been an ordi
nary. unshined, day laborer shoe.
Phllblg’s head hit the ground a
whack that echoed.
There was chaos In his brain when
he rose. The disturbing of his per
sonal dignity was an insult that
stirred Phllblg to the depths, and,
moreover, his hat was dented, his coat
was dusty and one glove was split.
This was In addition to the physical
pain that he felt. His fall having
scattered the marbles, Phllblg was
unable to determine the cause of the
disaster. He limped on his way with
smothered rage within his breast.
Very Snappy.
“Hello, old man!” said Bllllcks at
the station, and he slapped Phllblg on
the shoulder.
In a quieter condition of mind Phll
blg would have let Btllicks knock him
down and would have pretended to
like it, for Phllblg was angling for a
huge order from Billlck’s firm, and
had already planned what to do with
the profit. But Just now his nerves
were on edge. So he whirled away
.angrily from the too familiar hand.
“Good morning, sir!” he snapped and
stalked off.
“Grouch!” said Bllllcks to himself,
indignantly. Several times on the
way to town he repeated the word.
Later in the day when the order cam©
up for discussion and the senior mem
ber said he’d like to throw It to a
friend of his, Bllllcks told him to go
ahead, because It made absolutely no
difference to him whether Philbig got
it or not.
Shortly after her husband's disas
trous exit from home Mrs. Philbig
sailed forth to attend to the day’s
marketing.
“O-o-ouch!” moaned Mrs. Philbig
when her thin-soled pump landed
upon a particularly vicious little mar
ble that had rolled to the edg of th©
inside walk. She hopped on one foot
and looked for the troublemaker, but
it had sped away into oblivion.
As she hopped she chanced to ob
serve between the window curtains
across the street the face of Mrs.
Driggs, who was frankly laughing at
the funny figure Mrs. Philbig made.
A stout woman hopping on one foot,
with the other foot tenderly nursed
in her hand, is rather amusing. Mrs.
Philbig knew* this, and it added to her
confusion and wrath.
“Cat!” she said in the direction of
Mrs. Driggs. “I had begun to think
she was a rather decent neighbor,
hut this shows what she is actually
like. I shall blackball her this after
noon when her name is voted on at
the club. It is my duty to the com
munity!”
Blackball Mrs. Driggs she did, and
Mrs. Driggs’ best friend saw her do
it and told Mrs. Driggs. That of
fended woman said. “That settles it!”
and immediately clinched the bargain
with the agent for the fashionable
new apartment she had heard Mrs.
Philbig say she was dying to get.
And it was the only one left in the
building.
A Terrible Day.
"Had a frightful day!” Philbig told
his wife, gloomily, when he came
home to dinner.
"Don't mention it,” she returned,
mournfully. “So have I! What do
you think? That hateful Driggs wo
man signed the lease to-day for that
apartment we have just decided we'd
take! And it has a garage for the
electric and everything!"
"Don’t weep over that!" said her
husband, grimly. "For there won't
be any electric! Billicks’ firm, after
practically promising that order to
me, switched over and gave It to
Smith! There goes $7,000 in profits.
We’ll be eating sawdust for a while
instead of buying electrics, I’m think
ing!"
“Why should we have such dread
ful luck!” wailed Mrs. Philbig. "Its
just bad luck and not a single soul
to blame! Is that you, Johnny? Come
kiss mother—he’s the only real com
fort we have in all this trouble!"
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TViflS. BROWN, telephoning t
friend one morning, happened
say:
”1 have such a bad sore thr
I’m afraid I can not go to that <
ner party to-morrow night.”
Just then something went wr
with the connection and she h<
a strange voice break in:
“Gargle your throat with bai
soda and I think you will be able
go to your dinner.”
“Who is this speaking?” as
Mrs Brown, startled.
"Oh, that you will never km
answered the voice.
Mrs. Brown was greatly amt
and decided to try the remedy
throat Improved and she went to
party. During dinner she char
to overhear the gentleman oppo
say to his neighbor:
“I had an amusing experience
other morning. I was telephot
and the wires became crossed. I s
denly heard a lady’s voice say:
have such a bad throat I sha’nt
able to go to that dinner party.’ ,
for fun 1 broke in and said, ‘Ga
your throat with baking soda
you'll be all right.' The lady’s v
in reply sounded rather surprised
wonder If she took my advice.”
Mrs. Brown was greatly tern]
to reveal her identity as the her.
of the episode, but she decided i
she could get more fun another n
She made careful inquiry of
hostess as to the gentleman’s
name and address, and next mori
called him up. When he anew*
she said:
"I just wanted you to know tin
took your advice, gargled my thi
with baking soda and was able tc
to the dinner."
“Who—who is this speaking?" c:
an astonished voice from the oi
end of the wire.
"Oh. that you will never knt
answered Mrs. Brown, laughing,
rang off.