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A Duty to Look
Well
The Mistakes of Jennie By hal cqffman
Being a Senes of Chapters in the Life of a Southern Girl in the Big City
By Virginia T. Van De Water.
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liiMtion
"WouWfii h piece of twine do as
wellT’ queried the la«l aoherl.'
The mother paused a moment, con-
cettlinit the amusement she fell Then
she spoke gravely and frankly.
“No, dear." she said, “twine might
fasten it. hut it would not do as well,
for it is not as pretty as ribbon."
A Real Duty.
A man might have considered that re
ply evidence of a feminine lack of
logic To the woman who thinks long
it belt! a truth that it is well to con
sider. When. without sacrifice of
principle or duty, one can make of a
practical thing also a pretty thing, it
is a mistake—almost a wrong-nm to
do it.
The small boy, as he grew older,
learned to admire the dainty, delicate
touches in his mother's apparel. "My
mother always looks nice." he used to
say when the matter of woman s ap
pearance was discussed
I know one woman who see ins to
think that she does God service in look
ing as plain as possible. She is scrupu
lously neat in appearance, but her men
tal attitude reminds one of the small
hoy's question: “Wouldn’t a piece of
twine do as well?” All the ap|K»int-
ments of her home are plain and sub
stantial. bought—like Mrs. Primrose's
wedding dress - with a thought of dura
bility rather than of beauty. . She
scorns fine china, and considers cut
glass a useless folly of the rich. As to
solid silver, why should one use it
when plated ware carries the food to
one's mouth just as effectually?
Of course, she has a scorn of all
'‘modern notions." such as centerpieces,
dollies and "place-plates.*’ “Useless
nuisances,' she says sententiously. I of
ten wonder how her children ar going to
regard the home of their childhood when
they go out Into the world and see the
dainty accessories of dress and furnish
ings which are unknown in their family
and household. Fortunately this woman
is the exception, not the rule, of her
sex when she declares: “It Is a mark
of weakness to spend time on orna
mentation and convention.''
Don't Look Homely!
i Were we all to adopt this principle
through life how many hard and ugly
corners there would he. corners that are
now rounded or hidden!
To look as homely a.*« one can is no
more a virtue than to he as frankly dis
agreeable as one sometimes feels like
being. Few of us can he handsome, but
we need not elect to be positively ugly
,jr-if we can help it. In fact to mitigate
the bad points In our personal appear
ance and to emphasise the good ones is
an actual duty.
Perhaps some one asks to whom one
owes this duty. The answer is plain.
.One owes it to the world at large, but.
primarily, to one's own family. Surely'
it is the business of both man and
woman to look as well as lie and she
can
It is not always convenient to fufcs
over one's personal appearance when
the mercury climbs up toward the hurt-
dred mark, hut when one acquires the
habit of invariably looking as well as is
conformable with one's other duties,
one will not he satisfied to wear a dark
caliep wrapper instead of a dainty and
equally cool negligee even for “home
people" only.
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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 raining when he
reaches Ponce DeLeon and he is
nearly run over by an auto, in which
are two persons u man and a young
girl 'fhe 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 an i tc!ls him he has never
played a game of ball Smith con-
ants 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 Deefy would
like to possess. Kelly is invited to
the Deerv 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. Man
ager Smith tells the newspapers about
his new find and the reporters print
all sorts of "Joshing" stories about
Kelly.
Now go on with the story.
Tom found Jennie a little crumpled heap on the sofa.
Chapter 6.
A S THE MAN held Jennie
light in his arms, kissing
her—she at last realized his
Intentions and could THEN see
clearly the meaning of the dinner
in the swell restaurant and the
auto ride Into the country. Jen
nie fought and ..truck the‘man In
the face as hard as she could—
whereupon the former "so polite
and fatherly” MAN turned into
the beast he was at heart- held
her tight agairvat the wall chok
ing her. When he realized there
was nothing to he gained that
way he tried to treat the whole
thing as a joke. Jennie watched
her chance and aid more THINK
ING in the next few seconds than
she has ever taken the TROUBLE
to do before. THE MAN told her
the proprietor of the place was a
friend of his and It would be of
no use for her to make a scene,
for she couldn’t leave the place
until he got good and ready for
her to leave. Then ho offered
her fine dresses, diamonds, any
thing she wanted—so why not be
a "good fellow.”
THE MAN was between Jennie
and the door and she saw it was
useless to try and get out that
way—the window opened out onto
a porch and before the man could
get around the table to catch her.
she was through it and running
up the road for her life. She
ran and ran. dodging off the road
into some woods. Tin* branches
tore her face and dress but she
kept on till she could run no more.
She sat down oti an old log and
listened but could hear no one
following. There she sat in her
little torn dress shaking and cry
ing until she realized it was get
ting dark. She wandered on
through the woods and came to a
farm house where she found an
old lady who, after hearing her
story, loaned her enough money
for the railroad fare home.
Tom came over to her house
that e\cnir.g after wondering all
day where she could have gone
and found Jennie a little crumpled
heap on the front room sofa.
HAL HOFFMAN.
(To Be Continued.)
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Copyright, 1913, by the New York Even
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TO-DAY’S INSTALLMENT.
*’Oli! indeed’ He is well ofT?” went
on the stern inquisitor.
"He has some money. I suppose,"
said the girl dully. How long was
this to continue?
"How much, do you suppose?"
There was cutting sarcasm in the
tone.
A little flicker of mischief lit Char
lotte’s eyes. Why. if tills was a game
after all, she would play it high—
spiritedly she would win. "As much
as YOU have I suppose!"
"You are sanguine, I think. Frau-
lein Charlotte. Is bis family as much
respected as OURS?" Solomon ftd-
mired a WORTHY antagonist even
though that antagonist might bo his
daughter!
‘‘All's Well.”
"Just as much." said demure Char
lotte. She dared now to raise her
eyes to look at Jacob-- whose face
was lit now by a smile of component
parts of amusement and eagerness.
"A Jew .”
"Yes.”
"Of course. Tell me; my child.
Tell me. On this much 1 must in
sist.' Charlotte hesitated in lovely
confusion. "Tell me my child, tell
your father."
Blushing, trembling radiant, and
yet frightened now that her moment
had come- Charlotte laid her little
white hands on her father’s strong
shoulders, and turned him gently to
ward the window where Jacob stood.
"Then he is there."
Hut now Jacob's hour had come—
love must lmv* its way All in one
pulsing moment, ho had crossed the
room, and Charlotte was caught in
hungry arms. "Charlotte my little
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Charlotte Come." And Old Sol.
beaming joyously through the rose
irbor, was Love’s only confidant, as
the boy and girl tied to the great out
doors—mother Nature—with their
precious joy.
Solomon laughed. "Magnificent!
So I nave worked and calculated and
spent my money—for my nephew!”
Frau Gudula lived again in one
brief moment her own love dream.
"And those two have made their
Lover’s Lane out of their Grannie's
old Jews Alley! Yes. It is magnifi
cent!”
From under the table the old Frau
drew a battered little low stool. She
smiled—but there was the pathos of
the very old—whose race is nearly
run in her gentle tone. “Come and
sit here. Solomon, my son. Sit here
as you used to in the dear long ago
when you were a child—and your dear
father was with me—instead of call
ing me from far away. What does
it matter, my son, if they are happy?
Not in your way, perhaps, but in hers
your little Charlotte is happy -our
little Jacob and Charlotte are happy.
Happy, my son. All our money could
not buy a better thing than that.
Cannot YOU be content?"
Solomon looked out beyond the op-
m door—out on the rose-hung ter
race where young love had come at
last into its own. Perhaps It was his
mother’s gentle tones, perhaps it was
bis daughter’s glorified face, perhaps
it was the memory of Charlotte’s
mother—-the wife who had been his I
>nly love—three generations of lov
ing women seeking the way to Solo
mon's heart, and Solomon’s heart
knew youth and love again.
"Yes. mother—dear. I am content.”
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THE END.
Unexpected Result.
Here is an emigration story told at
a meeting recently. In a village was
a youth who had got himself into such
a variety of scrapes that his people
thought It would be better to dispatch
him to Canada, so as to get him away
from old and doubtful associations.
He agreed to go. provided those
interested in his departure secured
him some testimonials. Half a dozen
were got for him. They sang his
praises In unrestrained terms, spoke
of his geniality, of his good address
and exceptional capability, and all
the other virtues that few men have,
but many get the credit for.
When the young man read the
testimonials he turned to his father
and exclaimed:
“Well, I'm hanged! I had no idea
people thought so much of me. And
now 1 know how much they like me
I’m blowed if i'll go away at all."
By A H. C. MITCHELL.
Copyright, 1913, by International News
Service.
TO-DAY’S INSTALLMENT.
"Looks like the real thing."
I acknowledged the veteran backstop.
From that time on Long Tom didn’t
give Kelly an easy fly to catch. He
j purposely batted the ball so that if
the recruit got to it at all It would
be at least a hard catch. The result
• was one of the most wonderful exhi
bitions of ground covering by an out-
, fielder.ever seen on a ball field. Final
ly Smith Called a halt by declaring
morning parctice at an end.
The players went at once to the
1 clubhouse to take off their uniforms.
i stand under a shower bath and dress
' themselves for the street. The club-
I house became at once a very lively
place. Each player was assigned a
locker for uniforms, clothes and per
sonal belongings. In front of these
lockers were short benches, placed
there for the use of the players while
dressing or undressing.
It so happened that Long Tom Mor
rissey and Gordon Kelly had adjoin
ing lockers and therefore sat side by
i side as they started to undress. The
i other players were busy with their
; own affairs and did not notice the
other two until suddenly they heard
J Kelly cry:
"You can’t call me that. Morris
sey.”
All hands turned in the direction
of the voice just in time to see Long
Tom draw back and 5*lap Kelly in
standing up. The two men were now
staning up. Their shoes were off and
they were stripped to the waist. The
next instant there was a furious mix-
up. Benches were overturned as the
| tall, gaunt veteran swayed in the em-
j brace of the tall, lithe youngster.
It was all over in half a minute. At
j the end of that time Morrisey lay, an
inert masu, in a corner of the club
house, where he had fallen with a loud
crash. Ball players do not interfere
i with clubhouse fights. Even a man-
j ager will not interfere. If there are
grudges to be settled. It is best to have
them settled and be done with them.
That is the philosophy of the club
house*. Players see to it that there
j Is fair play. That is all.
"Call It Square.”
No one knew what pasned between
the two men that led up to the en*
counter. After the brief battle. Kelly
replaced his overturned bench as
though nothing had happened, and
j quickly removing the rest of his cloth
ing stepped under the shower in an
adjoining room. The other players
went to the assistance of Long Tom.
Who showed signs of life about this
time. They raided the veteran to his
feet Morrissey blinked for awhile
and then a grin bespread his features.
His left cheek was cut and bleeding.
"The kid is ail right." he exclaimed
heartily. "My nerve was better than
my judgment, that's all."
He, too quickly pulled off his
clothes and stepping out of the room,
turned on the shower next the one
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water pouring down his body in
stream** he reached out his hand to
the young man.
My fault, kid. I apologize. Call it
square?”
Gordon Kelly grasped the out
stretched hand.
"Certainly 1 will,” he said, with
a rare smile.
Kelly dressed himself rapidly and
was the first to leave the clubhouse.
The others followed singly and in
pairs Long Tom Morrissey and Bill
Smith were the iast to go.
‘ Did that guy tell you he nevi
played a game of ball?” demanded the
veteran backstop of his manager, as
he slipped the key of his locker in
his pocket.
That’s what he said” replied
Smith.
"And never played a game of ball
"That’s what he said.”
"Billy, he’s kiddin’ you. Why, he
even fights like a ball player,” de
clared Long Tom. with a grin. He
started to leave the clubhouse when
his manager called him back.
"Want to change your locker?”
asked Smith.
"Me? What for?” demanded Mor
rissey in surprise.
"You’re right next to the kid and
I thought on account of—”
"That'? where I want to be; right
next to the kid." Long Tom broke
in. "He's my pal. Billy.”
CHAPTER XII
A S Gordon Kelly hurried out of
the clubhouse he asked himself
this question: "Is the game
worth the candle?” and on his way
down town he had a chance to studv
the question and answer It to his
own satisfaction.
Within the past few hours he had.
first, been more or less ridiculed in
the newspapers and. second, he had
engaged in a clubhouse fight with
another ball player. That, he fig
ured, was a pretty strenuous way for
a novice like himself to begin a
baseball career. Would every day
have its bad features as this day had ’
Would it not be best for him to quit
the game right now? How about
going to Manager Smith and thanking
him for his kindness*, but telling him
at the same time he had decided to
call it all off.
Greeted by Mildred.
Ruminating further on the subject
he came to the conclusion that the
newspapers were right. The reporters
were perfectly justified in refusing
to laud him to the skies before he
had demonstrated his ability. There
was nothing really objectionable in
what they had said about him. He
confessed to himself that what they
had published was largely true and
they had written their articles In a
humorous vein which was well within
their rights under the circumstances.
No. he had no fault to find with tho.
newspapers. 1
But how about that clubhouse fight?
Well, that was a thing of the past.
Long Tom had apologized, he had ac
cepted the apology and he believed
they would be friends from now on.
Then why quit? Wouldn't that make
him more ridiculous than ever? Be
sides he didn’t like the sound of th^
word. No. he wouldn’t quit. He would
stick it out—do the beK he could
and trust to luck and Providence.
Glancing out of the oar window at
this stage of his meditations, Kelly
beheld Miss Deery seated at the wheel
of an automobile of which she was
the sole occupant. There was a tem
porary blockade and Kelly seized the
opportunity to jump off the street
■ar and hurry around to where Miss
Deery’s machine wa.« packed in with
several others, waiting for the jam
to clear itself. He raised his hat.
"How do you do?” smiled Mildred
pleasantly*. "Jump in and I’ll drive
you home; or, better still, come to
my house and have luncheon with
me."
Us that where you are headed
for?” Inquired Gordon, stepping into
the car and seating himself beside
the young woman.
“I don’t seem to be headed for any-
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where In this blockade. Ah, her we
are." and the car moved slowly fur-
ward. "Well, what U« your lordship’s
pleasure?”
"You are very kind, but before
giving an answer I have a counter
proposition to make.”
The nature .of which is.”
"Judge Barbee kindly sent ntt a
card to his club and he wrote m*
there was a ladies’ dining room there.
The card is only good for two weeks
and l \Vould like to make use of it.
Won’t you take lunch with me there?”
"That would be simply fine. Rut
we’ll have to go home anyway, be
cause I have to prink up a little bit,”
said Mildred, with an arch look.
"I think you are very charming as
you are," remarked Gordon.
Mildrel laughed gaily.
"Mr. Kelly, you told me you lived
all your life in the mountains and
have only been in Atlanta a week.
You are certainly learning fast. Who’s
your teacher."
"You are the only jzirl I know in
Atlanta, Miss Deery."
"As you know how to say nice
things I’ll take that as a compli
ment.”
They were soon at the Deery res
idence, and leaving him in the big.
comfortable living room to amuse
himself Mildred ran upstairs. Contra
ry to the assertions of humorists, she
was back again inside of ten min
utes. with a complete change of cos
tume, and if she was charming be
fore, she was bewitching now. Gor
don offered to drive the car, and
with the smiling comment that he
seemed to have hmny accomplish
ments for a mountaineer, Mildred ar
ranged herself beside him. Ten
minutes later they were at the club
and seated at a table. When the
waiter had taken their order, Gordon
asked. «er!ouslv:
"Have you ever seen a game of
baseball. Miss Deery.?”
“Of course I have. I’ve seen Geor
gia and Tech play half a dozen
times. Anri 1 saw Harvard and Yale
play on the Polo Grounds, New York,
too.”
"Which side won?”
"I’ve forgotten. 'I went with a par
ty of friends, some of whom wanted
Yale to win and the others wanted
Harvard to win. I got all mixed up
in t’ne excitement.”
"Did you ever see a professional
game of baseball here in Atlanta, at
Ponce DeLeon Park?
"No. I never did Why this cross-
examination. Mr. Kelly?”
"I’m ttying to find out your likes
and dislikes, in order to avoid the
dislikes.”
“That’s very nice of you. I rather
like baseball: I’ll say that.”
The talk went on. Gordon Kelly
was becoming very much interested
in Mildred Deery; to such an extent
that he was anxious to learn what
her opinions were in regard to pro
fessional ball players. Yet he was
afraid to ask the direct question. He
beat around the bush for a while
and then changed the subject, with
out getting the information he desir
ed and without suspecting why he
asked the questions.
To Be Continued To-morrow.
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embraces territory offering unusually remunerative investment in fruit culture, farming and manufacturing.