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TTTE ATLANTA GKORGTAX AND NEWS. SA’ITWDAV. MAY 24. 191 By Herriman The Dingbat Family f v Dowr ruaj rh,ht ncMEy To VOA A1A V'ycoA'O.^ FLIPPER I'LL t»'VE you C 5UCH A tiCAP OKJ THt ( WHAT W A NTS To Ciue', HEE-HB6-EE OH THE- IDlOSVA)UftA‘aiE‘6 LF - —\ Youth ( Look r. A1E BCXTAJG- | This Child, L (5 IT AJOT AMU5/Xj6-C MV FLOluBft- O p EDEX^ VUHAT 15 IT 'W/ I FLAMME DAMOUft. Nit OH M JAM IF ME HtAE To Mb. Vw CyD ICK f herbs a a PsxL'Aaid here's our. imk ; You F/WISH IT, VWB HAVE AJT THE HEART To Do IT THAT Lil FELLOW Awr MoBoOVcaj earth eur the "worlds bantam- weight champion - CORTA/A) — H4tf I Asftwt WITH Vow) U/dOLD IT AW Be well L- To semd THiVr Sluogard^ To The Cwclb' okca, f i m A uiwioes —-j— Go 7o Tw*. Ant Tool Su/g<tare> ') /OCLy L [_\HHAT E’iksT To gro >TPAry /W hash ms (u'o»bs THost hUpty - Dauntless Durham of the U. S. 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RWAT IS THE ’-OMC-Esr semTen ce * — life i ah, ha, THAT'S THE 7?H£ Le CKA — NO ? - OH, VERT WELL 1 , 1 RffULU SM frvi to- tUu'^ | TROY) HEART USDEuilo - OiTt- ; A t-L’ND MAN SEES iT A LAME M. AN Rl'Ns AFTER IT for A N. AKEO MAN PiCKs IT VP AMD , Furs iT \ his Pocket, what ;s it- Desmond 7Z Dubham 12 The Five Frankforters 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. • !i * > i Evelyn’s great moment had come. She looked at the coffee service of gold—she thought of Neustadt Castle, the hom** of brave men and women of her race for long hundreds of years— she visioned the treasury of Taunus empty quite of gold. She was only a sirl with a girUs longing heart—but • hi was the home of her ancestors— and Gustavus was th» last of a race < that must be preserved at any cost. She struggled for a light tone. "I could care a great deal if you were to dawdle here over your breakfait and miss your important engagement with the bankers of Frankfort. When the treasury is quite stocked with gold pieces, Gustavus, may I go to Paris to visit Klauathal, and bring back all the lovely Paris fashions?” Gustavus looked at her with bitter scorn. “So you are scheming too— the one pure, good thing I had ever known. You caress with lying eyes that you may have Paris gowns. And for one wild moment I had thought I could give it all up—the old castle— the old home—and go to Paris like Klausthal—abdicate—for you.” The Prince strode from the room —the Frankfort business must not fall now, and because Evelyn was a prin cess and must never forget her royal dignity, she did not fling her sobbing body across the old mahogany break- last table as a simple girl of our world might have done. Instead, walk ing with stately mien—and trembling knees and blinded eyes—to her old tower room, she sat there at her rose-hung window and watched her youth die. the while Gustavus, mag nificent in royal uniform of cream and blue, rode away to Frankfort— and fortune. Down the Highway Down the highway clattered Gus tavus, Count Fehrenberg by his side and two grooms at the rear. Ir. Xeustadt Castle a girl lay crumpled across a canopied bed oft old ma hogany. and was fighting for the mere desire to live. In Jew’s lane another girl stood meryy-hearted and gay and watched the light play in prismatic color cn the glory of her necklace—little unconscious Char lotte. into whose hands Destiny was soon to deliver the threads of many lives. What will you do. Charlotte? What can you do when your hour strikes? Evelyn met her hour—and you ? So many a man rides down the highway of life while a woman waits at either end of the road. Playing the Game. As they galloped through the spring sunshine Fehrenb^rg’s eyes were alight with miscihief at the great coup he had Gustavus had i planned the night before, and when the first meetings had been con- ! eluded after their arrival at the lucky house in Jews’ Lane, he reminded his I sovereign of their little game. Gustavus banished two tender, lov ing. lying eyes from his mind—those eyes had journeyed in his memory from Neustadt Castle to Jews’ Lane, but now he must "play the game.” "Of course, quite right. Gentlemen, I wish to creat you knights of my family order. To your oldest 1 give the decoration generalb' conferred for valor on the field. The motto is "Undaunted.” I chooee this decora tion for you. because you are so hold as to be about to lend me money. No soldier could display greater cour age.” He smiled whimsically as he turned from Amsche 1 to Solomon. •And you. Baron. I create a com mander of this honorable order. 1 consider that your courage rose yes terday to supreme heights. Allow’ me to point out that the ribbon is so wide that in warm weather it will save the necessity r>r a waistcoat.” If this was indeed a game—ever If he wqre being made game of—Solo mon would play it too. He bowed low. "Your Highness. I thank you in the-name of all of us for the man ner In which it pleases and amuses you to honor us.” From the doorway a gentle voice spoke, and as his grandmother and cousin came into the room, the som ber, wounded-animal look that had never left Jacob’s face since the veiled i insults of the Prince of Klausthal- I Agorda had brought it there, sudden ly cleared like the rising of a gray | mist. Held Out Her Hand. Holding out her hand and bowing with dignified self-possession, Frau Gudula spoke to the Heir of Nestadt 4 and Taunus: "You are welcome. Duke Gustavus, to my house. How do you 4 do. Count Fehrenberg.” "Dear Baroness.” said Gustavus to Charlotte, “if I do not speak my thoughts to you. it is because your beauty makes a pretty speech appear so plain!” Charlotte chose to be demure. "I thank Your Highness for your re serve.” Even for pretty speeches. Solomon meant to brook no delay. If there was to be coquetry it might well Pome later, when the contract was* duly signed and sealed. "May I propose that we settle our financial business at once?” and thereat, in solemn pro cession the four brothers followed the Duke and Count Fehrenberg to the unpretentious little office* upstairs, where lay the agreement and twelve million florins in gold and notes! "What are you waiting for. Jacob?” "I do not like this business—nor will I share its profit.” "My boy, we always share our du ties when the family Is decided, whether they are pleasant duties >>r not. You must take your place wi*h them. I have no wish to entertain the Duke in this house—but I must do so now' he is here. I am goirs now to choose some of vour grand fathers old Burgundy with which to do honor to the unwelcome guest who is in my house. Think it over while I am gone, my little Jacob." Charlotte w r ent after her grand mother and shut the door with .» great show of importance. With girlish eagerness, and merrily withak i she entered on the interview thal j must make or mar four lives. \ "Cousin Jacob—why are you so i rsueh against lending money to the Duke?" To Be Continued Monday.