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Little Bobbie s Pa By WILLIAM F. KIRK P A took Ma & me to a bankwet last nite. It was a bankwet gave by the Civick Purity Lee# & there was as many tVlmmin & children thare as thare was men. Sum of the men was fine speekers & thare was one suffraget thare wlch also made a fine speech, but thare was other speeches made wlch made the pepul yawn & made the toast master look at his watch. Pa made a speech. It was one of the last 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 sed Nobody apprechiates a grate man excep strangers. His frends & his wife & 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 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 nite, dident you, sed Ma, eeven after every body agreed with the toast master that you had talked long enuff. I have lerned a lot about publlck speeking since then, sed Pa, always reddy to deefend hisself. I 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 afrade that I wont do myself justice, sed Pa. 1 am too old a hand to lose my hed. & I will bet that after my speech is oaver, wlch wont be long, you & Bobble will he proud of me. Ma & me was afrade not, but we went with Pa & at leest we had lots of nice things to eet. After the eeting was oaver the speeking heegan, and as I sed beefoar thare was sum fine talkers. Ma & me enjoyed them vary mueh, but all the time we was both shivering to think of Pa & the speech he was going fro 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 he dpes. My frends, he beegan, I am at a loss to understand how I am called upon to maik a speech, beekaus I seldom if ewer talk and speechmaking is out of my line. I know the thoughts that are in my hed, sed Pa, chasing around like a mill race in the vast river of Time and 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 w'ere sounding like the words of Demosthenes deenouncing Julius Cicero, sed Pa. Beginning to Wobble. Bobie, sed Ma, to me, yure beeioved father is beegining to wabble in his orashun. i 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, Home—whare are thay? sed Pa Gone, vanished like the whirling dust that sweeps beefoar a simoon. W hy did they not endure, those wundrus cities of the anshunts? asked Pa. Because thay had no Leeg of Civick Purity. With out street springlers 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. I will now give you sum facks & figgers to show- how much munnV 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 Us 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: \ 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 1 like. A wife would be in the way." A Commission Agent—“I don't want to he asked where I'\e spent the evening, nor what I've done with m> 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!” THE TRIPLE TIE A Story for Baseball Fans That Will Interest Every Lover of the National Game SYNOPSIS. Gordon Kelly, a young North Geor gia mountaineer, comes to Atlanta to get a place with Billy Smith’s Crackers. It Is ruining 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 cur is an ar rogant fellow. The girl makes him stop tiie machine. She gets out and inquires if Kelly is injured. She apologizes for her companion’s brusque manner Kelly sees Mana ger Smith ant tells him he has never played a game of hall Smith con sents to filve 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 y-oung man about town Kellv 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. A CHAPTER IX. TLAXTA is a very fine city. Onfe 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 hi*el.s 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 ltme. 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. I’nder 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 he 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 all about baseball, practically he knew nothing about it. He knew there were signals, but he didn’t 1 know the methods of using them. He knew how to steal bases, and his fa 1 la way 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 w'ere, 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” \ Tor read the first six installments of the great baseball mystery story of “The Triple Tie” and now you have a fair idea of tha simplicity of the offer The Georgian makes-— how you may win J1 Oft by working out the solution of the mystery as nearly as ita au thor. A. H. <\ Mitchell, has done as you can. Mr. Mitchell has written the last chapter, but his copy la sealed up in a vault at the American National Bank. When all but this final chapter has been printed, The Georgian readers will be 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 moat closely approximates Mr. Mltoh- 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, each 5 Read this seventh installment of the great mystery 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 cornea for you to s*t down and write that final chapter, be ready to w'n one of the big cash prizes in The Georgian's great offer. Advice to the Lovelorn By BEATRICE FAIRFAX. R.eaching 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 later 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. “I 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 5 T ou 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 (’al ia way, “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 Sdbthef-n Associa tion at Little Rock.” “You a ball * player! ” ejaculated Callaway in surprise, turning to Kel ly. “I don’t know' w'hether T am or not,” laughed the young man. “Looks Like a Million.” “Well, I 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 FIT bet you anything you like that he will spot this kid right aw'ay 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 wouldri’t sell hirn. No, sir.” It may be remarked in parentheses that professional baseball players are bought and sold, 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 the matter, but must obey orders or retire altogeth er from baseball. This occasionally works a hardship on a player, but it is baseball iaW and it is a neces sary law for the preservation of the national game. The dubs could not pay the high salaries they do pay their players without this law. Clev er men have tried to find a bettor way to conduct the affairs of profes sional baseball, but have not yet sue. reeded in finding it. As this story is written *for entertainment tfnd 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. T~\EAR MISS FAIRFAX: I met a young man for about seven months, when recently we w'ent to a social together, and I danced most of the evening with another man. My friend, upon bringing me home, expressed bis 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 1 love this man deurly, 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. JAKAR MISS FAIRFAX: J- 7 1 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 1n his auto and I dearly love him. But he does not pay much attention to me. Do you think It is because I am not very wealthy, as he 1s well off? MILDRED. w'hat love really is, you will know whta love really is, you will know' that a sentiment depending upon ma terial possessions neither is lovs 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. TAEAR MISS FAIRFAX: I am 16, and have been keep ing company with a boy one year my senior He has asked me to keep steady company, but I think I am too young, and know my mother will not approve. M. H. 8. I am glad to know of a girl so sen sible. Let your mother’s opinion al ways have w' ‘"ht, and no harm will come to you. LET THE H08T DO IT. DAKAR MISS FAIRFAX: I am an orphan eighteen years old. Will you please tell me ths 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 w'ould you like to have your hair cut, sir? Customer—With scissors! Did ye s’pose I wanted it cut with a scythe? OUT OF STEP WITH TIME The Grinding of Maxwell House Blend Coffee is done by the latest improved steel cut process, the pulver izing by slow-run ning, French stone- burr mills. Sealed cane at groemrm. Cheek Neal Coffee Co.. Naabville. Ho«doo. Jack*«B*ille. ▼ -«r tHEN our grandmothers were girls marriage was not an ave- * » nue to happiness and enlarged j opportunities and activities so much as ; it was an escape from despised 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- j ernoon off. She w r as regarded with such ill-dis- | guised contempt that girls 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 with the hatred we look upon those who have it in their 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 w'onder, and exceed 1 ingly great the pity, that girls of to-day j who have every opportunity for reading ?nd observation continue to dwell in the I days when “old maid" stood for every condition that was intolerable and odious! That they do hark back to 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. G., “and have been keeping company wdth 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 game reason that prom’pts 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. T say she doesn’t. What she thinks is love for the man is fear that she will be a •piniater! 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 with 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 CHICHESTER S PILLS T +_sr^ TIIK BRAND. a 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 hack again!” Another doormat girl! He knows she would give anything to have him hack, and will never return so 16ng as that be lief stays with him. If he knew he couldn't come hack, 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 or them. 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 Bell TIIE DIAMOND BRAND. I.a4lr«! Ask you Chl-rbn«-t«p’a Dii I’llU in R*d and bor*s. sealed with Telephone and Telegraph years knownas Best.Safest. Always Reliabls P.nrrmamr ITDYUUfcr ! vumpauy NOTED SPEECH SPECIALIST AT THE PIEDMONT HOTEL, TUESDAY, MAY 27TH. BEN J. N. BOGUE. pf Indianapolis, THE MAN WHO CURES STAMMERING Was Laughed at Twenty Years Ago Because He Stammered. Now Recognized the World Over as a Public Bene factor Will Give Free Advice to All STAMMERERS SOLD BY DRUGGISTS EVERYWHFES . ROM the time Mr. Rogue began to talk in mere childhood he was afflicted so badly with stammering lie was almost speechless, lie was Handicapped throughout his entire early llfp. The trouble grew worse with the years, and finally compelled him to leave college, when as a young man he gave promise, of becoming brilliant scholar He could not recite when called upon, even though he knew i>erfectly what he desired to say. He could not get employment because he could not ask for It without revealing his infirmity, then they did not want him Socially he was Impossible, because of 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 he able to cure “stammer ing." He even tried all the advertised mail order “cures" of which he read in the papers. Hut without avuil. He was pronounced a “hopeless case" by eminent specialists, and was turned out into tiie world to pass the balance of his life in gloom Stammering had taken all the joy out of his childhood It had rnurked his youth with sober melancholy. !!<• 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 lire. With characteristic determination and energy he set about the arduous task of mastering the principles of voice und 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. Hogue 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. Hogue was entreated to do for others afflicted as himself the same service he had rendered himself. Mr. Hogue has made the cure of stammering his life profession. He is personally associated with many stammerers every day. lie often examines as many as one hundred cases in a single day. I-fo has met, examined and diagnosed personally nearly ttvelve thousand eases during his life; personally ami by mail ho has diagnosed nearly twenty-five thousand, and he has corre sponded with almost one hundred thousand persons who are afflicted with the widespread speech trouble. Through his careful research he has learned all the peculiarities of speech difficulty. He understands every phase of stam mering He. has probably examined and dealt with more capes than any other man of the. present century or at any time during past history His wide per sonal experience has made him known in America and in Europe as the fore most authority on stammering and stuttering. Mr. Hogue is the author of several books on stammering, an educator of note, and tiie founder and principal of the Bogue Institute for Stammerers, at Indianapolis, which is always crowded. He states emphatically that “s*am- meriitg can not be cured by mail any more than typhoid fever." His meth od, purely natural, involves no drugs, no medicines, no hypnotism, no surgery. It is simply the application of educational principles to the fundamental causes of stammering He has mastered the secrets which underlie defec tive speech He has cured hundreds at this institution. The cure is abid lutely certain. A few months ago Mr. Bogue w'as stopping at the Hollenden Hotel gt Cleveland, where he was attending some personal ’business. No sooner had ills presence become generally known than scores of stammerers called at fhp hotel to see him ami get the benefit of Ills advice. So great was 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 visit there traveled upward of 300 miles to secure the personal opinion, exanv- inatlon ami the advice of this famous speech expert. Mr. Bogue will be at the Piedmont Hotel, Atlanta, May 27, for one day only, and will meet personally and privately all persons of this vicinity de siring t<> confer with him on the subject of stammering who may call be tween the hours of 9 a in. ami 5 p. m. and between 7 and 8 o'clock in t!Vb evening He will make a complete examination and thorough diagnosis pf each case ami tell whether or not the case can be cured, and, if it can, ho*' long it probably w ill require and how much It will cost. And, remember, he w ill not accept a case as a student at his institute unless lie is certain that be can effect a positive and permanent cure. But be does not ask any stammerer to take his word for this. He gives a writ ten guarantee with satisfactory security Therefore, persons that Mr, Bogtie accepts as students assume no risks whatever. Hut at this time Mr Hogue only wants to see every stammerer of this lo cality face to face. t<. talk with them personally and to give to them, the best ’ of his advice There will be no charge whatever for consultation or advice for those railing at the hotel during Mr Hogue s stay in Atlanta, which ought to . prove of tremendous value to all persons who stammer or stutter. Stgm- merers, with< tit a single exception, should at least call on Mr Bogue and get a copy of his new botdt. a valuable volume of 68 pages, explaining fhe causes and cure of stammering and stuttering, which he will give away absolutely free. Mr Hogue treats every case that is brought to his attention sacrediv confidential. No one need have fear of embarrassment or, publicity, • 1 Remember, any stammerer ean secure tin* advantage of a private interview with the world s greatest speech specialist without one penny of expense and without the slightest obligation. This is an opportunity that uiav never come again tQ the people of Atlanta, and it is expected that acores of stammerers will take advantage of it. — - - — - ‘ *