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THE ATLANTA GEORGIAN AND NEWS, FRIDAY, MAY 23, 1013. . The Mistakes of Jennie b v hal coffman Being a Series of Chapters in the Life of a Southern Ctrl in the Big City fflnuiWiFi* i Hi tjisBzs*- fl| WITHIN THE LAW Copyright, 1913, by the H K. Fly Com pany. The play “Within the Uw" la copyrighted by Mr. Veiiler and this novelizatlon of it Is published by his permission. The American Play Com pany is the sole uronrietor of the ex clusive rights of the representation and performance of “Within the Iaw” in all languages •Svva^ V O Up-to-Date Jokes When Professor Rokitanski, of Vi enna, was asked if he had any sons he answered. "Four.” "And u hat professions have they chosen?” "Two howl and two heal,” was the laconic reply. A couple of his sons were public singers and the other two were doc tors. "Where have you been, Frank?” "Jn Manchester.” "What were you doing there ”' "I ran a photograph gallery ” "Did you get anything to do?” "Well. I should say I did. I out a sign, 'Babies taken here,* i ext morning there were four of them left on the doorstep.’* pul and Just Dogs l» T OTHI.NG is *nore like a man j than a dog is," declared the candy store proprietor. “I'm jv st liae a dog myself 1 even know a dog is thinking more than half tie time when 1 am watching him. ’ v ej;t?rday 1 saw a dog a block and b hi- f f way, I knew at once that some thing was wrong with him He had a a" uncomfortable look. He hung his heed. As 1 passed him the dog haded me afte»* the fashion of fellows <•' thf same guild and with the same oi'v rf comradeship: * Sim-'enly Danny!' The word of re proof sn de the air. Danny had known all the ’..'me that the woman who owned him was -retching him. waiting for a chance to give him a rebuke. That’s why he had the famous hangdog ex press ion He knew that it was im- possiole for him to keep free from scolding. . knew how he felt. “Some dogs are very particular not to speak u ydu until you have spoken to them f.rst. There is a scraggy dog t; i coi'it-c to our house from time to tim ‘visits for a few days, and then depa.vs either to go home or to visit somewhere else. We may not see hint for a month or six weeks. “Jusi the other day he appeared at our house The kids were playing on 'he porch and didn't soe him. He saun- ereo into the yard in a casual sort of way and lay down on the lawn, watching the children with a very alert expres sion "Kinnl’y one of them saw him anti cried, ‘Why, there’s Babs!’ 'That Is our name for him. since we do not know his real name “At this greeting Bahs tore up the north steps and nearly wiggled himself into a frazzle in his delight I am like that “A dog is very bitter in bis hatred <f flies, (teas, cats and firecrackers He hates like sin to have to get out of the way of an automobile, anti music and carpet dust nearly kill him. He is so like me in these things " U THEN Jenn \\/ night she Act Quickly Don’t wait until you have some ail ment caused by poor digestion, biliousness, or by inactive bowels which may lead to a serious sickness. Immediate relief is afforded by that best corrective and preventive BEECHAIH’S FILLS Sold everywhere, in bozei, 10c., 25c. got home that he told her boarding house keeper she was going out the next day—being Sunday— with Tom. They were going ii^to the country and have dinner at some lit tle inn that Tom knew about. So the next morning she hurried out :o where she was to meet THE MAN. He was waiting for her with a big 'ouring car and a chauffeur to drive it. And Jennie, in her plain little white dress, couldn’t help but look in w jfle-eyed wonder at such luxury and grandeur, and could hardly realize that she was going to ride in it all day long. THE MAN helped her in. and was very careful to arrange the robes "just so,” and explained to her .t would never do for his little “pal'' to get eehilled. Do-! Golly! Thought Jennie, this is even better than the taxicab and the cushions were so soft and Tcomfy." And so they rolled on and on, until early afternoon, when they caine to the quaintest looking little* hotel that nestled in the trees by (he side of the road. And THE MAN said they were going to have the daintiest luncheon that Jennie ever tasted. The landlord bowed and smiled, and seortied very happy to see THE MAN, and ushered them into a private room, where the table was all set as if waiting for them. And everything had an air of being prearranged. But Jennie was so happy she didn't notice it. or th > side glances of understanding between the landlord and THE MAN as if iie had been there many times before. THE MAN ordered cocktails, and it tasted so warm and nice to Jennie that she didn’t say no. when THE MAN asked her to have another one before they ate their luncheon. After the second one. Jennie felt so happv she wanted to sing and laugh both at the same time, and didn't quite real ize at tlr*t when THE MAN held tier tight in his arms and was kissing her. » * • * • • An hour or two after Jennie had left the hous** that morning 'Pom came over for her to go out with him to spend Sunday ns they both had be come accustomed to do. Jennie’s hoarding house friend was great’v surprised when she saw Tom for | Jennie had told her she was going out with Tom that day. Tom told her there had been :io definite arrangement made, but bad just come over to call for Jennie the same as he had always done. An3 (then Jennie's friend realized for tl ■ flret time that the little girl had lied to her. — HAD COFFMAN. (To Be Continued.) Well Versed. i Lord Dufferin delivered an address be fore the class of the McGill I’ni- • versity. about which a reporter wrote: "His Lordship spoke to the class in the purest ancient Greek, without mis pronouncing a word or making the slightest grammatical solecism." "Good heavens!" remarked Sir Hector Langevin to the late Sir John A. Mac Donald, "how did the reporter know •hat?" "I told him." was the Conservative statesman’s answer. "But you don’t know Greek." “True; but 1 know a little about poli tics." Do You Know Thai— The Canadian Parliament is one of the few Parliaments in the world where speeches in two languages are allowed. This, of course, is due to the large French and English ele ments in Canada. For instance, when the ( anadian House of Commons is sitting in committee, should a French- Canadlan start to address the House in French, you may see the English chairman retire from his seat and allow a French chairman to take nis pDii*e. In tile same manner the offi cial English reporters cease work and a staff of French shorthand writers begin. (Hving to the frequency of weak excuses for leave of absence from work many employers have framed a special code of rules to govern days off. The following are the regula tions of one firm: "1. One day off for funeral of any relative where death certificate is produced. 2. All mar riages and honeymoons to be ar ranged during annual holidays or nit ai all. 3 The burying of more than tmree uncles or aunts a year not ac- cepte.l as an excuse for absence. L For s cknpss where it is proved days off allowed.” I ho Kaiser has adopted a novel Style of displaying the royal standard on his motor cars. A on which art* emblazoned the words, “God with us." will be painted on transparent glass, which will be electrically Il luminated at night when he Is In che cat. so that it will be recognized a long way off. Wished He Hadn’t. "You see’ he exclaimed, as be showed her (he wishbone of the Christmas tur key. "you take hold there and 1 take hold here Then we must both make a wish Lir.d pull, and when it breaks the one who has the bigger part of it will have his or her wish gratified." "But I don’t know what to wish for," she protested “Oh, you can think of something." he said. "No. I can't." she replied. “I can’t think of anything l want very much." "Well. I'll wish for you!" he exclaimed. "You really wish for me?” she asked. "Well. then, there's no use fooling with the old wishbone." she interrupted, with a glad smile. “You can have me.” A Matter of Observation. I.exton Sake entered the room and critically examined the sur roundings. Then suddenly* his eye lighted on the < lew for which he sought "AhaV’ he exclaimed, "it was from o hole somewhere in this room that the mouse emerged!” His companion opened his eyes w ide in wonderment; then — "Your power of scent.” he remark ed. "is positively marvelous. Bloxton.” "Power of scent be bothered,” re plied the great detective. "Can’t you see the heel-marks of a woman s shoe on tnls chair—eh'.”' She Forgot. PLATES Made and St Delivered DR. E.G. GRIFFIN’S GATE CITY DENTAL ROOMS 24| Whitehall Street (Over Brown & Allen’s) Gold Crowns S4-Bridge Work $4 All Work Guaranteed loin M Phone M 1798 Suntfsvt 9-1 — The order which the comely young German woman l>anded in at the Post- office Savings Bank was made payable to Gretchen H. Schmidt, and she had s gnod It simply Gretchen Schmidt. The man at the counter called her back to rectify the mistake just as she was turn ing away. •See you have forgotten the ‘H.,’ ” he explained. The young woman looked at her re ceipt and then blushed a rosy red. "Ach! so I haf," she murmured, and wrote hurriedly: v "Age .3." By MARVIN DANA' from the Play by BAYARD VEILLER. TO DAY’S INSTALLMENT. At last Gilder was restored in a meaure. to his self-possession. He spoke with the sureness of a man o( wealth, confident that money will salve any wound. "How much?” he asked, baldly. Mary smiled an Inscrutable smile. "Oh, f don’t need money.” she said, carelessly. “Inspector Burke will tell you how easy it Is for me to get it.” Gilder looked at her with a newly dawning respect; then his shrewdness suggested a retort. Mary Laughed. “Do you want my son to learn what you are?” he said Mary laughed. There was some thing dreadful in that burst of spu- t'.us amusement. "Why not?” she answered. “I'm r eady to tell him myself.” Then Glider showed the true heart of him, in which love for his boy was before all else. He found himself wholly at a loss before the woman’s unexpected reply. “But I don’t want him to know,” he stammered. "Why, I’ve spared the boy all his life. If he really loves you —It will ” At that moment the son himself en tered hurriedly from the hallway. In bis eagerness he saw no one save the Aoman whom he loved. At his en trance Mary rose and moved back ward a step involuntarily, in sheer surprise over his coming, even though she had known he must come—per haps from some other emotion, deep er, hidden as yet even from himself. The young man, with his wholesome face alight with tenderness, went swiftly to her. while the other three men stood silent, motionless, abashed by the event. And Dick took Mary’s hand In a warm ciasp. pressing it ten derly. "I didn’t see father.” he A*aid, hap pily, “but I left him a note on his desk at the office.” Then, somehow, the surcharged at mosphere penetrated his conscious ness, and he looked around to see his father standing grimly opposite him. But there was no change in his ex pression beyond a more radiant smile. "Hello, dad!” he cried, Joyously. ‘Then you got my note?” The voice of the older man came with a sinister force and saturnine. “No, Dick, I haven’t had any note." "Then, why ?” The young man broke off suddenly. He was become aware that here was something ma lignant, with a meaning beyond his present understanding, for he saw the inspector and Demarest, and he knew the two of them for what they were officially. A Pawn in the Game. “What are they doing here?” he de manded suspiciously, staring at the two. “Oh. never mind them.” Mary said. There was a malevolent gleam in her violet eyes. This was the recompense of which she hf 1 dreamed through soul-tearing ages. "Just tell your fa ther your news, Dick.” The young man had no comprehen sion of the fact that he was only a .pawn in the game. He spoke with simple pride. “Dad, we re married. Mary and I were married this morning.” Always, Mary stared with her eyes steadfast on the father. There was triumph in her gaze. This was the vengeance for which she had longed, for which she had plotted, the ven geance she had at last achieved. He.v was her fruition, the period of her su premacy. Gilder himself seemed dazed by the brief sentence. "Say that again,” he commanded. Mary rejoiced to make the knowl edge sure. ”1 married your son this morning." she said, in a matter-of-fact tone. "I married him. Do you quite under stand. Mr. Gilder? I married him.” In that insistence lay her ultimate compensation for untold misery. The father stood there wordless, unable to find spoeeeh against this calamity that had befallen him. It was Burke who offered a diver sion, a crude interruption after his own fashion. "It’s a frame-up,” he roared. He glared at the young man. "Tell your father it ain’t true. Why, do you know what she is? She’s done time.” He paused for an instant, then spoke In a voice that was brutally menacing. “And, by G . she’ll do it again!” The young man turned toward his bride. There was disbelief, hope, de spair. in his face, which had grown older by years with the passing of the seconds. "it’s a lie. Mary.” he said "Sa\ it’s a lie!" He seized her hand pas sionately. There was no quiver in her voice as she answered. She drew her hand from his clasp ^nd spoke evenly. "It’s the truth." "It’s the truth!" the young man re peated. incredulously The Son Interrupted. "It is the truth,” Mary said, flrmiv. ”1 have served three years in prison." There was a silence of a minu’e that was like years. It was the fathcu* who broke it, and now his voice was become tremulous. "I wanted to save you. Dick. That s why I came.” The son interrupted him violently. "There’s a mistake— there must be.’’ It was Demurest who gave an offi cial touch to the tragedy of the mo ment. "There’s no mistake,” he said. There was authority in his statement. "There is. 1 tell you!” Dick cried, horrified by this conspiracy of defa mation. He turned his tortured face to his bride of a day. "Mary.” lie said, huskily, “there is n mistake.” Something in her face appalled him j He was voiceless for a few terrible instants. Then he spoke again, more I beseechingly. Say there’s a mistake.” | Mary preserved her poise. Yes— | she must not forget! This was the hour of her triumph. What mattered it that the honey of it was as ashes *n her mouth? She spoke with a sim plicity that admitted no denial. "It’s all quite true.” The man who had so loved her, so trusted her, was overwhelmed by the revelation. He stood trembling for a moment, tottered, almost it seemed would - have fallen, but presently steadied himself and sank supinely into a chair, where he sat in impotent suffering. To 3e Continued To-morrow. Wonders of the Wonderful SUNDAY AMERICAN Great Exclusive Features That Cannot Be Found in Any Other Sunday Newspaper Tom Powers, THE FAMOUS CARTOONIST, has some very funny pictures that will keep you laughing all week A Jeff and Mutt Cartoon that Is full of humor John Temple Graves Writes on this striking question, “Shall a Wile Obey?’ The Newly Found Oldest Gospels, and What They Really Mean. Should Women’s Wages Be Fixed by Law. A Short Slory by Rudyard Kipling. .*. Woman Sullrage in Dixie. .’. .’. 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