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I THE ATLANTA OF.OROTAN AND NEWS. SATURDAY. MAY 24. 1013. The Dingbat Family It Ian’t Safe to Judge a Boxer by Size ISIS, International Niewa Srrrio* Bv Herriman (Tf V'oowr ruaj rusht hone.' Look it what wants To giv^i /ME Box IMG- Lfi^^OM-Ss x This Mere child. C IS IT AJOT AMUS/AJS-L. MVjfOOWER. OP EDEaT F) HEE-HEE-ee- oh the, IDI0SVMCRA‘&IB6 OP r — —yY 00 ™ ~) what is rr, mV } FOAMME D'AMOOft. AJAJlE, OH MINNIE COME HERE To ME., . —C QUICK !■ y ' here's oua PeaO ANb Here's our. iaik; You f/wish it, Vie have ajt the heart To Do it THAT Lil fellow amt MOBoDV cm earth BUT THE "WORLD'S BAAlTA/M-WEIGHT C HAMPiOM - CURTA/A) — Go To Tm6 ~Awt' JUov Sluggard! v) Would )T AW fee UJE/.C L x To SEND THAY SOXSCARD^ Tz> The Uncle' once^ f /w A whiles — y - — 7 WHAT jTRAry MEANING (WORDS THose hTAYT *- Dauntless Durham of the U. S. A. Our Hero Slams the Ball on the Nose, but Crafty, Crooked Desmond Cheats Him Out of His Home Run Oopyright. 1913, International NVont Herrio© By Hershfield jscobc &ESM0Nb 72 Durham 72 Polly and Her Pals Don't Laugh; You Get the Same Thing at Home Copyright, 1913, International Newa fVrric# By Cliff Sterrett Us Boys Here's aJlome Ran That Caused a Run Home fUrirto-ed Deltas fits tea Patent OTV* By Tom McNamara yv •4 AA0A1?a 60*>H OD FOR. FANS COOKED XN» _ seR.v>eo IM DUTCH SOME MORE- J. J. we WAlJ A6AIN* EAGLE* 8FAK CHUCKED FOR. US. 60SH HF9 A BEAR. HE OMUf allowed the “hiMies two Hits.-the game was CALLED OFF IN THE SIXTH-, ALL MY FAULT— GOSH IT- •standing of mao thbrb clubs •U). i. P.C. \o oc,TO 8 S 1 Mn — - _ _ 5 »o .to skinny signer's" coolly dept 0* H/NKte^* GiAnTs" SouthiiH* oiw SHAVERS easy , DRAWING LESSONS Ho. XL ROLLING PIN) , (AWT THAT ClEutt- Cm/iw&ttcr WHAT IS THE ’-OMGFsr sehTeh ce ? — life! Ah, HA ; TW’S the 77me U)E Gor CKA — NO?- OH,VERY WELL*. frit hxtd-jLaiu FRGM HENRY LNDEUIIG- CiTy*- A EUN& MAN SEES iT, A LAME MAN RUNS AFTER IT BUT A AJAKEO MAN PICKS it* OP AMD , PUTS if A HlS.fOCKEr.wHAr(SiT- IN THE si<TH HOMING OF YESTERDAYS GiAnT - HlWKY ‘TUSSlE, , DM BY THE GIANTS* - 4(, TO T SK/WW'i SHAwER op THE ’G/Awrs * JfcOK SUCH A HARD SWING AT A DROP THAT HB THREW HIMSELF Down anO kwocled a high foul THROUGH ATHifto story ujinojil' M THE Pink flats, of course the game had to be stopped. . ? BY THE WAY.- Ip UJE WANTED TT> ?S FUNNY Alf COULD CALL THIS PlCTuifS THE HOME RUN CUOL6W T WE f 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. Evelyn’s great moment had com*. She looked at the coffee service of gold—she thought of Neustadt Castle, the home of brave men and women oi her race for long hundreds of years— she visioned the treasury of Taunus empty quite of gold. She was only a girl with a girl’s longing heart—but this was the home of her ancestors— and Gustavus was the last of a race ,, that must be preserved at any cost. She struggled for a light tone. ”1 could care a great deal If you were to dawdle here over your breakfast and miss your Important engagement with the bankers of Frankfort. When the treasury Is quite stocked with, gold pieces, Gustavus, may I go to Farls to visit Klausthal, and bring back all the lovely Faria fashions t" Gustavus looked at her wrtth 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 I Klausthal—abdicate—for you. 1 ’ 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 eld mahogany break fast 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 Gustavua, mag nificent in royal uniform of cream and blue, rode away to Frankfort— and fortune. Down the Highway. ., »» Down the highway clattered Gus tavos, Count Fehrenberg by his side and two grooms at the pear. In Neustadt Castle a girl lay crumpled across a canopied bed of 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 on 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 throngh the , spring sunshine Fehrenberg** eyw were alight with mlsdhief at the great coup he had Gustavus had planned the night before, and when the first meetings had been con cluded after their arrival at the lucky house in Jews’ Lane, he reminded his 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 I give the decoration generally conferred for valor on the field. The motto is "Undaunted.” I choose this decora tion for you, because you are so bold 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-i mander of this honorable order. I 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 of a waistcoat.” If this was indeed a game—even If he were being made game of—Solo mon would play It too. He bowed low. “Your Highness, I thank yon in the name of all of us for the man ner in which It pleases and amines 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 Insults of the Prince of Klansthal- Agorda had brought it there, sudden- , ly cleared like the rising of a gray mist. Held Out Her Hand. Holding out her hand and bowtn« with dignified self-possession. Frau Gudula spoke to ths Heir of Nsatadt and Taunus: "You are welcome, Duke Gustavus, to my house. How do you , do, Count Fehrenberg.” "Dear Baroness," said Gustavos *0 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. thank Tour Highness for your re serve.” Even for pretty speeches, Solomon meant to brook no delay. If there was to be coquetry It might wen com# 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?” ‘1 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 not. You must take vour place wfn them. I have no wish to entertain the Duke In this house—but I must do so now he Is here. I am golns now to choose some of your e-rand- father’s old Burgundy with which te do honor to the unwelcome guest whi Is in my house. Think It over while I am gone, my little Jacob." Charlotte went after her grand mother and shut the door with a great show of imoortance. With girlish eagerness, and merrily withal, she entered on the Interview that must make or mar four lives, "Cousin Jacob—why are you so much against lending money to the Duke?” ■■ , A ^ To Be Continued Monday, _ IJt