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Little Bobbie’s * THE TRIPLE TIE - A Story for Baseball Fans That Will Interest Every Lover of the National Game By WILLIAM P. KIRK. P A took Ma & me to & bankwet Igst nlte. It was a bankwet gave by the Clvlck Purity Leeg & there was as many wlmmln & children thare as thare was men. Sum of the men was tine speekers & thare was on© suffraget thare wich also made a fin© speech, but thare was other speeches made wich mad© the pepul yawn & made the toast master look at his watch. Pa made a speech. It was one of the ast kind of speeches, only worse than sum of the other bad ones. Me & Ma both knew that Pa cuddent malk a speech & we both toald him so. but Pa ed Nobody apprechlates a grate man excep strangers. His frends & his wife Sr children think he is no good. I am going to maik this speech no matter | what you say, he toald Ma. Another Time. But think of that speech you made one time at the Mackybee bankwet, sed 1 Ma. Doant you remember how the toastmaster hated to Interrup you after you had talked for a hour & said noth ing. You hates to sit down that nlte, dldent you, sed Ma, eeven after every body agreed with the toast master that you had talked long enuff. I have lemed a lot about publick speeklng since then, sed Pa, always reddy to deefend hlsself. 1 have lerned Jest how long to talk to a audience & what to say to them at the beginning & at the end of a speech. Doant be afradc that I wont do myself justice, sed Pa. T am too old a hand to lose my hed, & 1 will bet that after my speech is oaver, wich wont be long, you & Bobbie will be proud of me. Ma & m© was afrade not, but w 7 e went with Pa & at leest we had lots of nice things to eet. After the eeting was oaver the speeking beegan, and as I sed be-efoar thare was sum fine talkers. Ma Sr me enjoyed them vary much, but all the time we was both shivering to think of Pa & the speech he was going to maik wen he got up. At last Pa got up. He looked vary fine in his eevning clothes, but Pa always looks fine. That is one of the best things ho does. My frends, he beegan, I am at a. loss to understand how 1 am called upon to maik a speech, beekaus 1 seldom if ewer talk and speechmaking Is out of my line. 1 know the thoughts that are in my hed, sed Pa, chasing around like ,a mill race in the vast river of Time find blending with the oshun of eternity which ewer was and ewer shall be. I know these thoughts, Pa sed, but I can not express, them as have sum of the gifted orators preceding me, whose words were sounding like the words of Demosthenes deenouncing Julius Cicero, sed Pa. Beginning to Wobble. ' Bobie, sed Ma, to me, yure beeloved j father is beegining to wabble in his | orashun. 1 feer the wurst, Ma whis- pered. And yet, Pa sed to the Civick Pur ity Leeg, and yet I feel that I can add my mite to what has been so fittingly sed about the stainless purity of a grate 'city. It Is splendid to bild a grate city. Pa sed, but it is moar than noabel to keep it clean. Athens, Carthage. Troy, Rome—whare are thay? sed Pa. Gone, vanished like the whirling dust that sweeps beefoar a simoon. Why did they not endure, those wundrus cities of the anshunts? asked Pa. Because thay had no Leeg of Civick Purity. With out street sprlnglers and street sweep ers, Pa sed, no city can last thru the ages. I say we shud keep our streets clean at any cost. Pa sed. T will now 7 give you sum facks & Aggers to show how much munny is neded to thuruly cleen our city. Then thay made Pa set down & ex plained to him that the Civick Leeg of Purity meant to keep the city clean morally. On the way hoam in the Sub way Ma toald Pa his hed was gitting fat. “Why I Am a Bachelor.” A Paris weekly journal has been asking Its bachelor readers to say why they prefer celibacy. The re plies may be classified under four heads. Here are a few replies from the first and largest class, who might be described as egotists: A City Man—"Love-making takes too much time. There’s more dura ble happiness In making money.” A Barrister—“I am very fond of traveling, and want to be able to pack my bag and clear off when I like. A w’ife would be in the way.” A Commission Agent—“I don't want to be asked where I've spent the evening, nor what I’ve done with my money. My time and money are my own." A Shopkeeper—“My mother spoiled me. I should never get the same at tention from another woman.” A Journalist—“I should have to re duce my personal expendture. No, thanks!” , SYNOPSIS. Gordon Kelly, a young North Geor gia mountaineer, comes to Atlanta to get a place with Billy Smith’s Crackers It Is raining when he reaches Ponce DeLeon and he is nearly run over by an auto, in which are two persons—a man and a young girl The driver of the car is an ar rogant fellow. The girl makes him stop the machine. She gets out and inquires if Kelly is injured. She apologizes for her companion’s brusque manner. Kelly sees Mana ger Smith am tells him he has never played a game of ball. * Smith con sents to fiive Kelly a trial. The girl in the auto is Mildred Deery, daugh ter of Galen Deery, a crafty and wealthy speculator in timber lands. Her companion is Forrest Cain, a rich young man about town. Kelly owns timber land that Deery would like to possess. Kelly is Invited to the Deery home, where he is intro duced to Mildred. Cain hears Mil dred order an auto to take her guest to his hotel. He takes the driver's place and carries Kelly out into the woods. Kelly thrashes Cain. Now go on with the story. By A. H. C. MITCHELL. Copyright, 1913, by International News Service. TO-DAY’S INSTALLMENT. CHAPTER IX. A TLANTA is a very fine city. One can find there all that Is to be found in the large cities of the North. It has its skyscrapers, its palatial residences, miles of as phalt streets, miles of good roads and fine boulevards. It has its crooked streets, like Boston, and it has more hotels than Boston, a city more than four times its size. From a popula tion of 154,000 (census of 1910) it promises to double itself In five years itme. Many words could be written in praise of Atlanta. It is the Queen City of the South. But were you ever in Atlanta in the spring of the year, 'long about shower time? If so you know what rain really is. When it is attend ing strictly to business one cannot see across the street for it. At times it starts calmly and peaceful ly, gradually working itself into a fury; at others it begins without warning and descends in torrents. At least, such was the case at the time this story opens—early in March. 1913. All of which leads up to the state ment that Bill Smith, manager of the Atlanta Baseball Club and Gor don Kelly, his recruit, found that J. Pluvius (baseball writers’ term for the Great Rainmaker) seriously in terfered with their program of tak ing exercise on the diamond at Ponce DeLeon Park. However, the wise builders of that place of amusement, who knew all there is to know about the spring rains of Atlanta, had pro vided an open space under the grand stand (J. Pluvius himself would have called it a tryst) where ball players could toss the ball, bat grounders, run around and perform other useful training stunts whenever the fall of rain precluded the possibility of us ing the playing field. Worked Out Soreness. Under the sheltering wing of the grandstand, therefore, Bill Smith, as sisted by Gordon Kelly, worked the soreness into his arms and legs and body and worked it out again in the days of March 3 to March 8, inclu sive, so that he had considerable of an edge as far as condition is con cerned on the members of his team who had been ordered to report for spring practice on March 10. As for Kelly, he was in condition when ho arrived, and the way he kept his manager on the jump would have been worth a month’s salary to the regular members of the team could they have been present to see the fun. But Kelly was the pupil, not the teacher. He frankly confessed to Smith that while theoretically he knew alf about baseball, practically he knew nothing about it. He knew there were signals, but he didn’t know the methods of using them. He knew how to steal bases, and his fallaway slide was a thing of beauty and a joy forever, but he didn’t know how or when to start with an oppos ing pitcher in the box. There were, in short, a hundred little wrinkles in the art of “inside” baseball that he had no actual experience in. All these things, however, Bill Smith, be ing a past master in the arts and wiles of the diamond, was able to demonstrate to his charge. Kelly $250 in Prizes for Best Solution of “The Triple Tie” X T OtT read the first six installment* of the greAt baseball mystery \ story of “The Triple Tie” and now you have a fair idea of the simplicity of the ofTer The Georgian makes—how 7 you may win $100 by working out the solution of the mystery as riearly as Its au thor, A. H. C. Mitchell, has done as you can. Mr. Mitchell has written the iast chapter, but his copy Is sealed up in a vault at the American National Bank. When all but this final chapter has been printed. The Georgian readers will he asked to submit to three competent judges, none of them connected with this newspaper, their version of what the grand denouement should be. To the person who most olosely approximates Mr. Mitch ell's final chapter $100 will be awarded. Other prizes, making the total prize list $250, also will be distributed. Here is the list of the awards: No. 1 $100 No. 2 $50 No. 3 $25 No. 4 $15 Nos. 5 to 16, eaoh 5 Read this seventh installment of the great myatery story and you will not need to be urged to read the succeeding chapters. The story will grip you. As you read, try to follow the author's channel of thought and when the time comes for you to sit down and write that final chapter, be ready to win one of the big cash prizes in The Georgian's great offer. Advice to the Lovelorn By BEATRICE FAIRFAX. Reaching down, Kelly inserted his fingers in the collar of his foe and yanked him to his feet. Then, turning him around and facing him up his way, Kelly stepped back one pace and delivered a solid kick in Cain’s nether region. spent as much time as possible every day with the manager. He was a glutton for information, and he ab sorbed all that Smith told him, so that at the end of the week he had a pretty clear understanding of the Bill Smith style of baseball. Every manager of a ball club has his own particular ideas of how to develop a winning combination on the ball field. In expounding his theories. Smith found a willing listener in Gor don Kelly. On Saturday afternoon Smith cut the practice short and invited Kelly to go downtown with him. Half an hour lat.er they were in the office of Frank A. Callaway, President of the Atlanta Baseball Club. “Mr. Callaway,” said the manager, “I want to make you acquainted with Mr. Gordon Kelly. There was a business of shaking hands and saying “Glad to know you.” Callaway swept a quick glance over Kelly’s figure and laughed. “1 can guess what you came to see me about before you tell me, Mr. Kelly.” he said. “Please tell me,” answered Kelly, with a smile. “Now, I’m sure of it.” said Calla way, pleasantly. “You are the mana ger of a college something or other and you want the use of our ball park for a certain date, because your own grounds are not available on that date. I’m a mind reader; also I can tell you are a college man a mile away.” Bill Smith slapped his thigh and chuckled. “That’s where you lose, Boss,” he exclaimed. “I’ll give you twenty more guesses and you won’t hit it right.” “As bad as that, eh?” laughed Cal laway. “in that case. I give up. What’s the answer, Billy?” # “Mr. Kelly is our latest acquisition. I have just signed him to a contract.” He produced the document from his pocket, handed it to the president and added: “Please sign it for the club and forward it to President Kavanaugh of the Southern Associa tion at Little Rock.’’ “You a ball player!” ejaculated Callaway in surprise, turning to Kel ly. “I don’t know whether I am or not,” laughed the young man. “Looks Like a Million.” “Well, l do,” broke in the manager. “He looks like a million dollars, Mr. Callaway. That Is a favorite expres sion of George Stallings, manager of the Boston Nationals. George will be here in a couple of weeks with his team to play the Atlanta club some exhibition games. From what I can learn he is shy of speedy out fielders. and I’ll bet you anything you like that he will spot this kid right away and make me an offer for him. I’ll also bet you the cigars that you can sell Kelly’s release for $5,000 be fore the Southern League champion ship season is a month old. But I wouldn’t sell him. No, sir.” It may be remarked in parentheses that professional baseball players are bought and soM, traded and trans ferred from one club to another at all seasons of the year. The players involved in a transaction between clubs have no say in tho matter, but must obey orders or retire altogeth er from baseball. This occasionally works a hardship on a player, but it is baseball law and it is a neces sary law for the preservation of the national game. The clubs could not pay the high salaries they do pay their players without this law. Clev er men have tried to find a better way to conduct the affairs of profes sional baseball, but have not yet suc ceeded in finding it. As this story is written for entertainment and not for the purpose of Instituting a great baseball reform, we simply state these facts to aid the reader and proceed with the narrative. “Mr. Smith seems to have a high opinion of you. Mr. Kelly,” remarked President Callaway. “It is very kind of him.” replied Kelly, “and I hope I can make good. You see—” To be Continued To-morrow. HE WAS NOT. P)p;AR MISS FAIRFAX: I met a young man far about seven months, when recently we went to a social together, and I danced most of the evening with another man. My friend, upon bringing me home, expressed his objection, and made a date with me which he later broke. I wrote to him, saying he should not be angry at me for what I did. and he did not reply. As f l love this man dearly, what would you ad vise me to do, and was he right in doing what he did? PERSISTENT. You were not considerate in giving all your time to the other man, but your punishment exceeds your crime, and the young man Is not showing himself in a good light by prolonged sulking. Don't write again. YOUR YOUTH EXCUSES THE QUESTION. r)EAR MISS FAIRFAX I am 16 and considered pret ty. I am in love with a young man two years my senior. I went out with him a couple of times in his auto and I dearly love him. But he does not pay much attention to me. Do you think it is because 1 am not very wealthy, as he is well off? MILDRED. what love really is, you will know vvhta love really is, you will know that a sentiment depending upon ma terial possessions neither is love nor akin to it. You are too young to play with love; also too young to go out with a boy of 18 who is handicapped by wealth and idleness. YOU ARE RIGHT. TAHIAR MISS FAIRFAX: 1 ' I am IK, and have been keep ing company with a boy one year my senior. He has asked m® to keep steady company, but T think I am too young, and know my mother will not approve. M H. S. I am glad to know of a girl so sen sible. Let your mother's opinion ^ ways have w -fit, and no harm will come to you. LET THE H08T DO IT. HEAR MISS FAIRFAX: ^ I am an orphan eighteen years old. Will you please tell me the best and simplest way of ordering a dinner when invited to go to a fashionable restaurant with a young man? K K Let the host give the order, assisting with a few suggestions when he defers, as he will, to your preferences. Insist that there be no intoxicating liquors. Knew What He Wanted. Barber—How would you like to have your hair cut, sir? Customer—With scissor®! Did ye s’pose I wanted it cut with a scythe? NOTED SPEECH SPECIALIST AT THE PIEDMONT HOTEL. TUESDAY, MAY 27TH. BENJ. N. BOGUE, of Indianapolis, THE MAN WHO CURES STAMMERING Was Laughed at Twenty Years Ago Because He Stammered. OUT OF STEP WITH TIME By BEATRICE FAIRFAX. CUP \ Quality The. Grinding of Maxwell House Blend CcHee is done by the latest improved steel cut process, the pulver izing by slow-run ning, French stone- burr mills. Sealed cane at grocere. Cheek*Neal Coffee Co., N..hvill.. Houston, J.ck.on.ille x -x THEN our gran<Vnottiers were \\ girls marriage was not an ave- V V nue happiness and enlarged opportunities and activities so much as it was an escape from desptsed spinster- hood. The woman in those days who failed to win the favor of some lord of creation became a chattel of whatsoever relative was compelled by the laws of kinship to give her a chimney corner. She had no standing in the home or society. A little higher than the scul lion. her condition was more intolerable, because she did not receive the scullion’s wages, nor know the freedom of an aft ernoon off. She was regarded with such ill-dis guised contempt that giris growing into womanhood unconsciously absorbed the dea that to be a spinster was to be a derelict; a failure. Her married sisters addressed such an unappreciated and unappropriated person in tones of pity ing contempt, meanwhile depositing their babies and other burdens on her shoulders. If she were loved it was not because of her lonely condition, but in spite of it. She Grew Morbid. Little wonder that .she grew morbid and sour and learned to look upon men vith the hatred w 7 e look upon those who have it .in thefr power to save us from calamity, and don’t. And great the wonder, so great it seems almost a miracle, that she has climbed by her own efforts from such depths of degradation to the heights of the beloved, respected and self-respect ing spinster of to-day! And greater the wonder, ami exceed ingly great the pity, that girls of to-day who have every opportunity for reading ind observation continue to dwell in the days when “old maid” stood for every those days and are not keeping step with the times are evidenced by the tone of letters I receive every day. “I am a girl of 25,’’ writes E. O., “and have been keeping company with a cer tain man for five years. At times he treats me very coolly, and is cross and ill-mannered and irritable, if he really cares for me what is his idea in keeping me waiting so long? I confess I love him.” She Moans. He keeps her waiting because he knows she will never run off and leave him. He is cross and irritable for the same reason that prompts every boy and man to put his foot on a worm. He treats her coolly knowing she is a door mat. She says she loves him. I say she doesn’t. What she thinks is love for the man is fear that she will be a spinister! She is looking at life through the eyes of her great-grandmother, and so long as she thinks that spinsterhood means a condition despised by women because one was rejected by men, so long will she continue to kneel at the feet of man, regarding the most con temptible of his sex as one w 7 ith power to save. “Broken-Hearted” writes that she quarreled with her lover six months ago, and that she has written him many let- ters since begging his forgiveness and imploring him to return, and her letters remain unanswered. “Oh, what shall I do?” she moans. “How I love him nobody knows. Oh, I would do anything to have him back again!” Another doormat girl! He knows she would give anything to have him back, and will never return so long as that be lief stays with him. If he knew he couldn't come back, he would be the one to write the letters begging for for giveness. My dear girls, you are wrong in your attitude. You are on your knees when you should be on your feet keeping step with the times. Love is the greatest gift life offers. If *T had my wish I would see every girl safely anchored in the harbor of some man’s love, but not the class of men these girls weep for. They are narrow, weak, bag-of-wind imitations. Forget them, my dears, in an outburst of gratitude that you live in a day when a woman’s happiness and well-being are independent of them. dition that was That, they* do Kut-L ^CHESTER S PILLS THE 1MAMUM) BR\.NI>. A Lsdi:*! Ask your MruggJat for 4 M-«-be*.«er , 9 iHn.i-ond lirand Pills ut Writ a -.n Gold mr-Mlir box«rs, sealed with Blue Ribbon. Take no other. Buy of »ojr !»rn«rl*t- A.kUrClij.t II>> .TFF 7 * ihaVo\b r.".\nj> »»ria*.' ~r. year* known as Best, Safest. Always Reliable SliiGui iiiU/uUlSiScVtifiiVnllKi * The next Bell Telephone directory goes to press May 31. Now is the time to subscribe in order to get your name in the new book If you wish to make changes or corrections in your listings, write to the manager, Southern Beil Telephone and Telegraph Oompanv. Now Recognized the World Over as a Public Bene factor Will Give Free Advice to All STAMMERERS m ROM tb«* time Mr Hogue began to talk in mere childhood he was afflicted so badly with stammering he was almost speechless. tie \\a> handicap pe<i I nrougliout Ills entire early life. The it JL || trouble grew worse with t \ cars, and finally compelled hint to II leave college, v\hen as a y<,ong man he gave promise of becoming y, a brilliant scholar He could not recite when called upon, even ™ ~~—m thouj get employment because lie could not a*»k for It without revealing his infirmity, then they did not want him. Socially he was impossible, because or the faces he made when he tried to converse. His parents spent hundreds of dollars In attempts to correct his speech trouble. He was sent to various institutions and private schools which claimed to be able to cure “stammer ing.” He even tried all the advertised mail order “cures” of which lie read in the papers. But without avail. He was pronounced a “hopeless case’’ by eminent specialists, and was turned out into the world to pass the balance of his life in gloom. Stammering had taken all the joy out of his childhood. It had marked his youth with sober melancholy. He began to realize that his youth was slipping away from him and that the years spreading before him held no hope of better things. Stammering was ruining his life. With characteristic determination and energy he set about the arduous task of mastering the principles of voice and speech for himself. He studied for years, reading everything that pertained to the subject of voice culture. These principles he applied to his own case, resulting in a complete and perma nent cure. Mr. Bogin* is to-day one of the clearest speakers and most fluent talkers in the professional world. The result of this wonderful scientific achievement soon became known far and wide. It was commented upon in the public press. It put an entirely new light upon the heretofore sadly neglected subject of stammering. Mr. Bogue was entreated i * do foi others afflicted as himself the same service he had rendered himself. Mr. Bogue has i m ade the cure of starr i mering his fife profesi don. H r is persona lly associa ted with in lany starmru ‘tors evf ry day. He of ten exii m ines as man V as one Jn : nd red case s in a stnglf » day. He has f " t. e xaminci r! and diagnos ed persona ify tn a rly twelve thou sand CHS ■ex durinr \is li fr; pers :oi lally and by mail he ha LS C Uagno.se' il nearlv two nt.v-five thousand, *>nd I e ha.; CM »rre- spondee 1 with aim* »st one hun dred thou hi nd porso ns wh.. a v i ■ t ed w i til ihn widespr ■pad speech tr< nible. T hrough hi < ' .ireful research he ha s*l l all the pec uliarities o f s peech <11 iflficulty. H» » orders lands ever v phi ase 77 am- mering. He has p rot .ably ex* trained and < dealt wit :h more cases th ian any <> I her nan of the present onal experience ha; thority on s Mr Rogue is the author of several hooka on stammering, an educator ©f note, and the founder and principal of the Bogue Institute for Stammerers, at Indianapolis, which is always crowded. He states emphatically that “stam mering can not he cured by mail any more than typhoid fever.” His meth od. purely natural, involves no drugs, no medicines, no hypnotism, n<x surgery. It is simply the application of educational principles to the fundamental causes of stammering. He has mastered the secrets w 7 hich underlie defec tive speech. He has cured hundreds at this institution. The cure is abso lutely certain. A few months ago Mr. Bogue *was stopping at the Hollenden Hotel at <Cleveland, where he was attending some personal business. No sooner had his presence become generally known than scores of stammerers called at the hotel to see him and get the benefit of his advice So great waa the crowd that Mr. Bogue was unable to see more than one in every four of those who called. Recently when Mr. Bogue was in St. Louis, people learning of his trtsft there traveled upward of 300 miles to secure the personal opinion, exam ination and the advice of this famous speech expert. Mr. Bogue will he at the Piedmont Hotel, Atlanta. May 37. for one day only, and will meet personally and privately all persons of this vicinity de siring to confer with him on the subject of stammering who may call be tween the hours of 9 a. m. anti 5 p. m. and between 7 and 8 o’clock in the evening. He will make a complete examination and thorough diagnosis of each ease and tell whether or not the case can be cured, and, if it can, how long It probably will require and how 7 much it will coet. And, remember, he will not accept a case as a student at his institute unless he is certain that he can effect a positive and permanent cure. But he does not ask any stammerer to take his word for this. He gives a writ ten guarantee with satisfactory security. Therefore, persons that Mr Bogue accepts as students assume no risks whatever. Bu* H t this time Mr. Bogue only wants to see every stammerer of this lo cal it % face u> face, to talk with them personally and to give to them the best of his advice Then- will be rio charge whatever for consultation or advice for those calling at the hotel during Mr. Bogue’s stay in Atlanta, which ought to llt tremendous value to ail persons who stammer or stutter. St&m- inen-r> >nt a single .-xrep.ior.. should at least bn Mr Bogue and get a , pv'of his new book, a valuable volume of HH pages, explaining the causes and cure of stammering and stuttering, which he will give away absolutely fr* o Mr Rogue treats everv case that is brought to his attention serredlj confidential No one need have tear of embarrassment or publicity. in sithf lh» i ij\vHiithlt*' fit* n private interview with the world s jji’cfttcst specialist i>. mu opportunity tliatAia^ never come again to tlie peVtple «