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THE ATLANTA GEOT?f!TAN ANT) NEWS. FRIDAY. MAY 23. 101ft.
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By Herriman
Dauntless Durham
Best Sporting Page
In Oklabraska
Three Corners Palladium
Score and Gossip
of the Big Game
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DUOTAMS DARING ^TEALTiBD IkEScoRtr-
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By Tom McNamara
SKlNN'i DEAR I SAO) A ACTRESS im THE MOt/lfi FAINT WadTiPOLLY
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TO-^ORROU)S PAPER JJ,
SKINNY SHANER& G006LY DEPT
SHAHSRS •
No. 15
DRAUJ'NG r, °‘ a SWEfiT
LESSONS APPLE
GmAjjj&l t& 2^'
iohaT kino op men make the
best husbands ? ■ MARRIED MEN
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i K t f t , J*^ Tp-MOReog;
The Five
F rankforters
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.
“Little Jacob" broke the spell. “May
I speak, then? I think that such a
marriage would break up our fam
ily—would utterly destroy us. We
are ptrong because we stand to gether
—one In blood, religion, ambition.
What has a stranger to do with us?
What does he know of our ways—
or we of the ways of a Prince of the
Taunus? What does he care for the (
faith of our fathers? What can he be
to us, for all his high rank, but the
stranger within our gates? What does
he know of us and our deepest feel
ings—what does he know of our little
Charlotte's heart? And I say It Is
folly—or madnpss. as my grandfather
would have said!”
In Implacable anger, but cool and
quiet withal, Solomon said: “You are
wrong, nephew. You speak as an
ignorant boy But my father had a
wider outlook on life—”
Frau Gudula had been watching the
faces of her sons as Jacob expressed
his earnest feelings. J'here was a
mist of deep sadness drawn over her
features as she rose at the sound of
Solomon's Impassively determined
voice: "I am not sure, my sons. Our
youngest has spoken for HIM.” And,
attended by sacred memories, Frau
Gudula left the room.
The air was very tense as Jacob
spoke to his uncle: “Your father did
not deal in daughters as a specula
tion."
The bankers had. indeed, always
stood together, but an onlooker must
have questioned whether the animos
ity that was growing between uncle
and nephew in these throbbing mo
ments would not prove a destructive
force too great for the oneness of
these five men to bear.
Solomon looked sternly at Jacob.
“That Is in both senses of the word —
IM-pertinent."
"Well, I wish I had not spoken.”
answered Jacob—but his tone was
bitter with growing misunderstand
ing. And later this feeling was to
bear strange fruit.
"You have a right to your opinion
—and to speak it. That is the rule
of our family,” said Amschel, the eld
est.
''Undoubtedly,’’ said Carl, wdh
Neapolitan airiness. But the possibili
ty' of a break was stemmed by the ne
cessity of standing together against a ■
common foe—for just then Rose, in '
strange old mob-cap and uniform of
calico print, came in to announce a
guest who had surely never before
seen servitor so garbed.
“The Prince of Klausthal”—and at
tired in snuff-colored, cape-topp:d
greatcoat and high bronze hat of the
latest Beau Nash sltyle, His High and
Mightiness entered the old fashioned ,
home of Frau Gudula, the Jewess of )
Frankfort.
The bankers knew they were to be
snubbed, yet the courtesy of the home
and the claims of business demanded
that they put as good a face upon the
matter as possible. On Rose's an
nouncement Amschel had exclaimed
with naive joy: “The first of our
foyal relatives to call.” But however
royal the Prince's air, it was not
marked by any sense of kinship!
“Er—how do you like Frankfort?”
asked Amschel.
Frankfort indeed! “I am very much
interested in this part of the city,
which I have not before visited," said
the royal relative.
"It is curious, isn't it?” spoke ths
Neapolitan brother with — -mouthy.
“Very' curious,” said the Prince
dryly.
“But we are uspd to it,” said Am
schel with eager unction. And then a
long, awkward silence fell.
Bad Business.
At last, with suave elegance, the
Prince broke the spell of silence:
"Gentlemen—my cousin, the Duke
Gustavus, has Informed me that he
will call on you to-day—and with
what purpose he is coming.”
Solomon broke in eagerly: “It will
interest me to hear what your High
ness said to him—your opinion of this
marriage."
“As a . matter of business," inter
posed Amschel.
The Prince answered with every
drop of royal blood marshalling in
dignant forces back of his easy tone:
"I confine myself, gentlemen, to sujii
business as is my own—those affairs
which you have, till now, so ably con
ducted for-me. I am here to ask you }
to transfer my money to a banking
firm in Paris, with whom in future I
propose to deal.”
"Is your Highness dissatisfied with
our management of your affairs?"
asked Amschel, the ubiquitous,
“Oh. no. But as by my cousin’s
marriage, I shall have the honor of
being distantly connected with your
family, I consider it inconvenient thato
you should continue the administra
tion of my finances. I could not so
burden my relatives—however dis
tant.”
Solomon summoned dignity to his
aid. “I entirely agree with his High
ness. I should much dislike to benefit
i n business—by my connection with
your family.”
The duel was on. “I am glad we
are in accord. Perhaps you will
agree with me in this—since your
family is now ennobled—that finan
cial obligations are not the worst ouf
aristocraev may incur? May I re
quest vou to convey my compliments
to the ladies of your family—and per
mit me to wish you a good day.”
But Solomon’s lucky day in his
father's house had not begun very
propitiously. In fact, this day, for-
all its golden sunshine, did not seem
to be a bearer of joy. The old Castle
of Neustadt seemed to feel something
in the air—and at the state breakfast
a hard-faced little Princes* Evelyn
had presided behind the great gold
coffee urn. “Gustavus,” she had asked
with all her heart in her eyes, "how
soon will some, one else pour your
coffee for you?"
“No fairer face will ever peek
rougishly at me from behind the old
urn"— began Gustavus in a banter
ing tone, but suddenly the light that
may shine for a man in but one true
pair of eyes cast its soft radiance
over Gustavus’ soul—"Evelyn. Eve
lyn—little cousin"—he breathed so
softly that even the attendant lack
eys could not hear—“EVelj-n—my God/
is it true—you could care perhaps .”*
And the name of his maker had lie*
been uttered so reverently by the Ups
of Gustavus of Taunus.
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To Be Continued To-morrow.