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The Five
Frankforters
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A Romance of Great Wealth
as Played by Money Kings.
By KATHRYN KEY.
Copyright, 1913, by the New York Even
ing Journal Publishing Company.
TO-DAY’S INSTALLMENT.
There was a pause. Who knows
what visions of higher manhood and
love that could not be bought and
sold by even the greatest financier in
all Europe flashed through Gus-
tavus’ mind? Then he spoke—and
his words meant only sorrow for
Evelyn in her tower chamber and for
young Jacob joyfully conducting hi*
lovely cousin through the stately old
park. He spoke, and scarcely knew
what of joy or sorrow his words
might bring for the girl whose life
he was now engaging to take Into his
keeping or for his own daring self.
Strong Argument.
“You use strong arguments, Baron.
I say *yes,’ providing, of course, that
your daughter is not unwilling.”
Down the long vista of green
hedges and shady old trees came
Charlotte and Jacob idly straying,
hand-in-hand.
“She will not be unwilling,” said
Solomon, with the certainty of Fate.
“Baroness, dear Baroness, will you
honor me by going in to luncheon
with me?” called Gustavus.
Charlotte left her cousin and came
forward. Then suddenly she hesi
tated for one pregnant second. She
looked back at Jacob, who stood
waiting with worshipful soul In his
eyes for all to see. Perhaps the girl
did not see—perhaps her unwakened
soul could not hear the call of his
soul.
She stood a moment poised on re
luctant feet, and then, with simple
charm, she came to her host’s out
stretched hand. And this time, as
Charlotte left the gardens, it was
Jacob who stood looking after her
' in the long silence that followed.
He was still standing by the foun-
! tain, inert and yet tense, when the
brothers followed the Duke and the
; Jewess from Vienna across the sun-
| dappled grass. He could hear his
j Uncle Solomon speaking: “Do you
i feel more at home here? What did
; I tell you? Nothing is impossible if
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inelegant- im art ■—
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the eiMBodi/me/vt of
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/M 00ft. SOUL. —
Be Uie eve ft So HARD
PRESSED By THE "ROUGH
eleme/ot cue shall Always
cl/mg To ouft STANDARD,
(SeajTcs. Humor. —
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By Hershfield
Dauntless Durham of the U. S. A
Villainous Desmond Gets a Taste of His Own
Medicine and Is Forced to Disgraceful Defeat
Oopyright,. 1&13. International News Service
I’ll knock foul balls
fAS DU B-HAM
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AMUCHINASTI.
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JX HIM
MONEY
DESMOND MUST
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To MAKA DESMOND
"FAN OUT" MV
NAME W'LlA
\ MAKA HIM GHAKA.
I I WRITE ONA F.AU-
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TILL DURHAM IS TI RETS.
THEN I'LL SLAM ONE
vfOft A HOME IWMl/
Ve'Mt>LT R€TURNED FROM
The <%randustahd. it
HAS AN INSCR-IPTIom.i'Ll
JHTch it
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aaakin<t A hfro
l OF HIM. HEWILL-
} WIN THE SERIES
\ AND MYSELF y.
Yct /ei
NOTTA WINNA GAME
I G-OT DA bet on a
Durham, were
CjOME FOUL BALL.-I
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pgSMON O’
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f THE
HAUDWRrTVVG
on the Ball
kATRiwA
Neustadt Castle on the memorable
day that was to interweave four
young lives and four young loves in
I such a chain of high finance, of for
mal circumstance, and of simple hu
man ties. But next morning, as hf
peeked through the rose arbor out
side an open door in old Frankfort,
he fairly beamed at the pretty pict
ure the quaint old breakfast room in
Jew's lane offered his twinkling
bright eye.
At a little round table sat a dear
old lady. Sweet placidity fitted her
lovely, time-mellowed face with the
same rare, becoming touch
j white cap
| silvered I
j hand was engaged in patting a slen-
j der white one—and that white hand
j was the one a reigning prince had so
: gallantly kissed hut one day before.
But this little tableau showed Old Sol
j the tenderest, sweetest affection that
| he might ever see, so he beamed and
WHEN B8AVE
MEN WEEP*,
^roMosaoiv,
that her
bestowed on her rippling
ir. Her pretty
| hand was engaged in patting
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By Cliff Sterrett
What a Chance Pa Would Have with This Expert
Copyright, 1913, International News Service
wow if Your Father, |
VJ40TLH ME LZbSELV
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You MUIU OP&PVEj
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the Acc ( _
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mister Shultz
PLAYS FbKER.
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done you
<<io IN AN
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mu BE Kind agl.
To RtMoUE HIS LEFT
Shoe I Think HE^—-
\Y/ILL find “The
i Mii'iiNC Card ( ,
That^ A L
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Do IT r~
A 6AM l
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To Yol>
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betw-een dear olJ “Grannie,” of Jew’s
lane, and her pretty Charlotte, from
Vienna.
She Was Sure.
Grandmothers are always gravely
concerned about your appetite. Aided
and abetted by loving Grannies,
which of us has not eaten indigesti
ble goodies, such as our more modern
mammas would never dare let us
risk?
Frau Gudula was sure Charlotte
had not eaten a wood breakfast. But
little Charlotte scarcely felt the
necessity for eating.
“Oh, Grannie, dear,” she cried, “in
deed, indeed, I don’t feel the need of
food or of any of those ordinary ne
cessities of life—because, dear, now
at last I have you! All these years,
since I w’as a little baby and my
mother had to leave me, there has
been no woman in my life—it’s just
been father and me—and paid house
keepers and governesses and nurses*
i could not even remember the dear
little mother
WH4T/A-H4TTER
PA/ Don't he
-tf/AWWA PLAY l
1 DrDNT
ASk him
WonSenne
Y/OWDER
who died so young. But
the three-year-old child had a picture
of you in her memory—it is quite the
tirst thing I ever remember. As 1
grew older the picture softened and
, mellowed, so for years now. Grannie,
dear, i have thought of you
beautiful,
angel, almost a saint,
To come here and find you
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as some
dear creature—a sort of
And then yes-
By Tom McNamara
Just a Little Clash of Different Temperaments
Rfgl.Tered United States Patent Offlc#
terday _
sitting in the same chair, but looking
lovelier, tenderer than I had even
pictured you” Charlotte’s voice
broke. Solomon was a loving father:
but he was a hard man. and what
had he ever understood of his daugh
ter’s craving for a love that, should
envelope her in tenderness? Little
Charlotte, with your longing for love:
perhaps it is, indeed, Providence that
has given you a Grannie who wilt
understand when your hour of need
comes.
“If your coming has been a delight
to you, dear, think what a joy the
radiance of your youth has'brought
to your grandmother, the lonely old
woman of Jew’s lane. But now tell
me of your adventures of yesterday.
Did the Duke give you a grand lunch
eon—was the cooking better than
mine?”
Charlotte laughed merrily. “Never.
Grannie! Though my opinion is not
worth much. I ate so very little."
"Oh. I felt I was being stared at!
I know the feeling from our official
dinners in Vienna. The Jewish banlfr
er’s daughter is being criticised ai
the time—the way she dresses—and
does her hair—and everything she
says. They sit there as stiff as dolls,
very polite, and waiting for my first
faux pas.’ When at last it comes,
it is such a relief! The critics feel
quote justified and get very jolly.”
The girl’s tone carried an undertone
of bitterness—and, yet she felt she
had found some favor In the eyes of
a reigning prince.
Grannie spoke with the quiet phil
osophy of the old: "They like to
laugh at our expense. Well let them.
We can think what we like of them
But I think that persons who belong
to different worlds are better kept
apart. Court manners are different
from our’—and ours are better per
haps. It all can hurt my dear little
Charlotte—but I am too old, child for
such things to matter to me."
I DON’T LIKE T5 FEEL Too HAPPY
&H*IP)PO' AlNTl
GUESS fit
( GEE I'M HAPPY,
/ SING A SOMb AT MYSELF
OouJN AT THE lakc 0(0 Top OF THE Hill, (J \
ftY THE OLD RED MILL FAMED GREEN, '
THE UHND SHONE BRIGHT AND THE MOON WAS STill
60SH, WHAT A SEAuTlPOU. 5CEENE !
►THREAT THAf’0L6
EAGLEBfAKIE .CAN
ABOUT IT OAlSE SURE AS I ■ DO
SOMETHIN' is B0UN0 TO GO OIROUG
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PITCH'FOR 06 A6AIN TO
DAY AGAINST THE "SOOTHlES".
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H16 TROfoSONS LESSON CAUSE
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GOT P)£A6L£S AND CAN fiOT
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FULL REPORTS OF ‘TO-DAY'S
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SHANEAS l'NIAjMIH,
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WHERE DO PEOPLE WEAR. \
THE MOST MIGHT CAPS 7 .
ON THEIR HEADS-HO, HO, HO i
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FROM) ALICE Rich-8EACHM0nT
MASS
WHArKEY IS Thehardst
To Torn ?
DOPE OUT A ANSWER AMO
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PAPER. AHb SEE IP |T WAS
60SH. WHAT A BSADTlfOL SCS5NE Y0 HO
GOSH WHAT A BEAUTIFUL SCE6NE1
TO HO- YO HO- YO HO YO HO ,
GOSH WHAT A BEAL'flFOL SCEENS
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GEE, 1 DON'T KNOW I
YOU GOT TO ft E
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To Be Continued To-morrow