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Velva Syrup Is more than a mere sweet. It’s a fine, wholesome, health ful food. It's fust what growing children need — and it’s good for grown-ups, too. Earnest, careful scientists have long ago exploded the mossy idea that sweets are harmful — and they tell you that sweets are necessary. You’ll find the syrup with the RED LABEL, fine. It has the smoothest of sugary flavor and rich color. It makes candies, fudge, cakes and cookies that fust melt in one’s mouth. It goes great with griddle cakes and it will make your good muffins, waffles and biscuits better. Try it and see if this isn’t so. Ten cents and up, according to size. Velva in the green can, too, at your grocer’s. Send for the book of Velva recipes. No charge. PENICK & FORD, Ltd. New Orleans, La. VEL VA NUT ICE CREAM 3-4 cupful Red Velva Syrup. 2 cupful* scalded milk, / tablespoonful flour, 1-4 capful sugar, 1 egg, pinch of salt, 2 quart* cream, 1 cupful chopped English walnut meats, 1 teaspoonful almond extract, 1 teasononfal rose extract. Beat up the egg with the flour and sugar, and gradually add the milk. Cook for 20 minutes th a double boiler, stirring con stantly. Cool apd add the syrup, salt, nuts, cream and the extracts, and freeze. Serve in dainty dishes with a preserved cherfy on top of each. By BEATRICE FAIRFAX. FOR HER SAKE, DO. ]")EAR MISS FAIRFAX: , I ®ni twenty, and deeply In mve with a grlrl of eighteen. She told me she loved me, and I love her, too, but some way I doubt her love. The other eve ning: she attended a dance with a friend of mine after I asked her not to go. E. S. B. Tour attitude Is one of fault finding:, and 1 not sure that the giving of your love to a woman means her happiness. , She says she loves you. Be grats- ful for that much and don’t attempt f 'jji control her as If she were a child, ft you ctCn not be that generous, It will be a Undnesa to her to transfer your affections. DON’T GO TO EXTREMES. ■p) EAR MISS FAIRFAX: ^ I am a girl 20 years old. A few young men would like to > ' keep steady company with me but I always refuse because I do not seem to care for them much. Do you think I should accept juat the same? I am so lonesome be cause I am always home, while the other girls have a good time. I,ONESOME. Unless these men are objection able to you, you must accept an occasional Invitation, for It may be the means of meeting the man you will some day love. Don’t get Into the habit of isolation and consequent lonesomeness. It will grow on you. FORGET YOURSELF. EAR MISS FAIRFAX: I am a young man of twenty and'have been keeping company with a young lady for the pas* six months. I love this young lady Very much and would be thankful for your advice oh how to win her. R. M. Forget yourself In an effort to make her happy. Be considerate, agreeable, persistent; let her know you love her and are willing to devote your life to her. Household Suggestions Moths can be kept away from furs or clothes by putting a piece of linen damped In turpentine In drawers or wardrobes. This should be renewed once or twice during the year. Moths 'will never attack carpets and curtains which have been well sprinkled with salt. A small box of brickdust with a cork In It kept at the side of the sink will be found most useful for taking stains from knives, cups and all kinds •of china and enamel ware. If at hand at washing-up time It saves many an lafter cleaning. A good cleaning paste for enameled baths, zinc pails, etc., is made of equal parts of shaved yellow soap, whiting and common soda, dissolved over the fire in the least possible amount of water required to keep It from burn ing. To hang pictures on a plastered wall try dipping the nail into cold v oter before driving it Into the wall, "t will Bite into the plaster If this ts done, and will Hold a heavy Weight Without loosening. Silencing the Philosopher. Yes,” remarked the philosopher; ‘ deafness is indeed a terrible afflic tion. Hut in such cases nature, you know, always provides some compen sation. At any rate, if a man is deficient in one sense, he usually has another SLbhormally developed. Now, I dhee knew a poor blind fellow’ whose sense of touch was positively tincan- ny. Really, it served hifn almost as well as eyes do a normal man.” “Sure,” said the genial Irishman, who hitherto had taken no part in the discussion, ‘‘an’ I’ve noticed that, too! There’s a friend of mine, he’s lame, poor chap, but he can get about almost as easily as you or I. True, one of his legs is short, but the other makes up for it by being three Inches longer!” SUMMER FARES. Lake, Mountain and Sea shore Resorts. .Dally on and after May 15 the Cen tal of Georgia Railway will have on sale at its principal ticket offices rbund trip tickets at teduced fares to Summer resorts in the North, South, Bkst and West, and to New York, Boston, Baltimore and Philadel phia via Savannah and steamships. For total fares, conditions, train Serv ice, etc,, ASK NEAREST TICKET AGENT • CENTRAL OF GEORGIA RAILWAY, or write to w. H. Fogg, District Pas senger Agent, Atlanta, Ga. Adv. Nell Brinkley Says- T 'HEY call it “I LOVE YOU.” The Kings of Babylon and the slaves by the river sang it with equal fervor. In faeryland they know it. Adam brought it home to Eve and sang it tirelessly. On the plaintive “uku lele” of soft-aired Hawaii they have played it sinefe the isles were born. Steel and iron clad men of the rough days of chivalry caroled it to the maids they met from the broad backs of their dray horses. Cleopatra whined it in her honev-sweet voice to dull-witted Antony. In the backwoods of Tennessee they know it. In the gray, melancholy uplands of wild Thibet rough-haired youths whisper it to bead-strung slant eyed girls. In the hidden corner of the music room, screened in spikes of fruit blossoms, a smart young chap hums it to a girl who never twisted up her own hair in her life, and out in the country* in an orchard, on the top rail of a gray old worm fence, a boy in a blue “jumper” chants it to a girl in a pink sunbonnet shading her sun-browned checks. Oh, its. a popular song—everybody knotvs it and everybody always did krtow it. lop's WITHIN THE LAW A Powerful Story of Adventure, Infringe and Love Copyright, 1918, by the H. K. Fly Com pany. The play “Within the Law” is copyrighted bt Mr. Veiller and this npvellzation of it is published by his permission. The American Play Com pany is the Sble proprietor of the ex clusive rights Of the representation and performance of “Within the Law" in all languages. By MARVIN DANA from the Play by BAYARD VEILLER. TO-DAY’S INSTALLMENT. *'I guess we can find a way to have the marriage annulled, or whatever they do to marriages that don’t take.” The brutal assurance of the man in thus referring to things that were sacred moved Dick to wrath. “Don’t you interfere,” he said. His words were spoken softly but tensely. Nevertheless, Burke held to the topic, but an indefinable change in his manner — LOW SUMMER RATES CHICAGO . . $30 CINCINNATI . . $19.50 LOUISVILLE $18 INDIANAPOLIS $22.80 KNOXVILLE $7.90 CORRESPONDING RATES TO MANY OTHER POINTS Tickets on Sale Daily—Good Returning October 31 Best Service to North and Northwest Lv. Atlanta 7i 12 A. M, and 5:10 P. M. Daily Through Sleeping and Dining Cars CITY TICKET OFFICE 4 rendered it less offensive to the young man. “Interfere! Huh!” he ejaculated, grin ning broadly. “Why, that’s what I’m paid to do. Listen to me, son. The minute you begin mixing up with cfooks, you ain’t in a position to give orders to any one. The crooks have got no rights in the eyes of the police. Jiist remember that.” He Was Not Listening. The Inspector afioke the Simple truth as he knew ft froth years of experience. The theory of the law 16 that a presump tion of innocence exists until the ac cused Is proven guilty. But the police are oiit of sympathy with Aiicli finical methods. With them, the crook is pre sumed guilty at the outset t>f whatever may be charged against him. If need be, there tflll be, proof a-plenty against him—of the sort that the underworld knows to its sorrow. But Dick tfas not listening. His thoughts were again wholly with the woman he loved, who, as the Inspector declared, had fled from him. “Where’s she gone in Chicflgo?” Burke answered in his usual gruff fashion, but with a note of kindliness that was not without its effect on Dick. “I’m no mind reader,” he said. “But she’s a swell little girl, all right. T’vO got to hand It to her for that. So, she’ll probably stop at the Blackstone—that is until thfc Chicago polled Art* tipped off that she is in town.” of a sudden, the face of the young man took on a totally different expres sion. Where before had been anger, now I was a vivid eagerness. He went close to the Inspector, and Spoke with intense se+iousness. “Burke,” he said, pleadingly, “give | me a chance. I'll leave for cfiicago in | the morning. Give me twenty-four hours’ start before you begin hounding her.” The Inspector regarded the speaker searchingly. His heavy face was drawn in an expression of apparent tioilbt. Ab- - PEACHTREE STREET SFND FOR CATALOG. You’re missing a world of fun if you don’t take snap-shots. We ! will take pleasure in sending 1’Oil catalog of kodaks and Brownie cameras and our new finishing price, list. A. K. Hawkes Co., Ko dak Dept., 14 Whitehall. ruptly, then, he smiled acquiescence. “Seems reasonable,” he admitted. But the father strode to his son. “No, no, Dick,” he cried. “You shall not go. You shall not go.” Burke, however, shook his head in re monstrance against Gilder’s plea. His huge voice came booming, weightily im pressive “Why not?” he questioned. “It’s a fair gamble. And, besides. I like the boy’s nerve.” Dick seized on the admission eagerly. “And you’ll agree?” he cried. “Yes, I’ll agree,” the Inspector an swered. “Thank you,” Dick said quietly. But the father was not content. On the contrary, he went toward the two hurriedly, with a gesture of reproval. “You shall not go, Dick,” he declared, impetuously. The Inspector shot a word of warning to Gilder In an aside that Dick could not hear. “Keep Btili,” he replied. “It’s all right." Dick went on speaking with a seri ousness suited to the magnitude of his interests. “You give me your word, Inspector," he said, “that yon won’t notify the po lice in Chicago until I’ve been there twenty-four hours?” “I Don’t Like It.” “You're on,” Bufke replied genially. “They Won’t get a whisper out of me until the time is up.” He swung About to face the fathef, and there was a com plete change in his manner. “Now, then. Mr. Gilder,” he 6afd briskly, “I want to talk to you about another little mat ter-—’’ Dick caught th4 Suggestion, and In terrupted quickly. “Then I'll go." He smiled rather wanly at his father. “You know, Dad, I’m sorry, but I’ve got to do what I think is the rf&ht thing.' Burke helped to save the situation from the growing tenseness. “Sure,’’ he cried heartily; “sure you have! That'S the best Ahy of Us can do.” He watched keenly as the young man went out of the room. It was not Unttl the door closed after Dick that he spoke. Then he dropped to a seat on the coiich, and proceeded to make his honfidenefc t6 the magnate. go in Chicago in the morning, ydu think, don’t you. "Certainly.’’ Gilder answered. "But I don’t like it.” Burke slapped hid leg with an enthu siasm that might have brokefi a weaker member. “Best thing that coukl have hap pened!" he vociferated. And then, as Gilder regarded him in astonishment, he added, chuckling: “You see, he won’t find her there.” “\Vhy do you think that?” Gilder de manded, greatly puzzled. Bufke permitted himself the luxury of laughing appreciatively a moment more before making his explanation. Then he said quietly: To be Continued To-morrow, A wonderful magazine given FREE with every copy of the next Sunday American. Some Revenge. Farmer (to horse dealer)—No, I don’t bear yfe no maliee; 1 only hope that when you're chased hf a pack of ravening wolves you’ll be drivin’ that horse you sold me. “W HAT I would like to ask,” writes Rebecca, "is why it is better for a girl to asso ciate with a bashful boy. On several occasions I have noticed that you state that a gh'1 should honor such a young man, but you have never stated why.” The qualities in a bashful boy which make film A welcome suitor are more of a negative, nature than of a posi tive. It Is not that which he does, so much as that which he does not do. His sins Are of omission and they are small compared with the sins of com mission of his bolder brother. The bashful boy doesn’t flirt. With a tongue that halts and stammers, and a tell-tale color that is quicker than the blush of a young girl to proclaim his dishonesty did he attempt to be dishonest, he is not an adept at hypocrisy or concealment. He Is not a dandy. Neither is he a lady’s man, and. my dear Rebecca, the presidents of banks and railroads, the powers In commercial life, the most profound thinkers and the men of letters the world honors, were never ladles' hien. His Hands. He does not know what to do with his hands when out in society, but his emfiloyer will tell you he knows good use for them when at work. Afraid of girls he is forced to seek comfianlofifthip ih books ahd boys. Tfife fear of girls gives him a respect for them Vhich is wholesome; the com panionship of boys gives him the out door exercise every young man needs. He needs this tiring of every muscle, hot alone for the results that are phys ical, but for moral returns. You are not too young, my dear, to know that the wolf that has been racing furiously up and down hill all day feels at night only the cry of tired limbs and aching muscles begging for rest. He is not the wolf that goes seeking an opening to break into the sheepfold! If a bashful boy loves a girl It IS with a sense of humility and his own unworthiness. He knows that he is the one who wifi be honored if his love is returned; his bolder brother has a faint su«p1cion, which the homage of silly girls confirms, that it is the girl who should be on her knees. A Safe Way. During his calf days he does all his signing for love’s sake at a distance, which mothers will agree is the only safe and sahe way for young girls to bo loved. He Is always a good listener—no woman was ever borfed to death by the talking of a bashful man. Saying little, he says little for which he or others have cause for regret. He Is a safe depository for secrets, a good man in ^hom to have confidence. If he is not a girl’s lover the next best thing that could happen her would be to have him for a brother or a friend. His compliments are not practiced, and are therefore sincere. When it takes effort and stupendous courage to hand a modest little flower to a girl, it follows that he will never throw bou quets at the head of every woman he meets. Best of all, Rebecca, the bashful boy is a home boy. He Is unafraid when with his mother and finds in her com panionship the delight less bashful boys seek from home. He Js “a good boy” In the sweet old- fashioned sense, a boy who has escaped contamination a few years later than It comes t6 boys more bold. Women appreciate the New Blend of Coffee and Roasted Cereals for its mon ey saving value as well as for its delic- i o u s flavor and drinking quality. Order a small can from your grocer for trial. Cheek-Neal Coffee Co., Nashville. Houston, Jacksonville. HARK wtui two ladles up to the house last nlte. Both of them has daughters wich Is jest go ing to git married * that malks them feel kind of love sick them- splfs, I guess, beekaus that Is all that thay did all the time thay was to the house, talk about love. Pa dldent like It a bit, beekaus both of the ladles was oalder than he Is, & I have offen herd Pa say that wlmmen shud talk about other topicks than love wen thay git mlddel aged, topicks like church work or how much life Insurance thare husbands Is going to leave them when thay die. One of the ladles was nalmed Missus Raymond * the other was Mlssua Belcher. Missus Raymond sed to Pa: ‘‘Don’t Cry,” Said Ma. I was jest telling your wife beefoar you calm In the room how sweet A Innocent A gurllsh my ltttel daughter looked to-day wen she was looking oaver sum pritty material for her trousseo. The deer littel cherup seemed so charming and confused and bewll-derlngly pretty that I al most envied the man that Is going to talk her away from me, sed Missus Raymond. Then she beegan to cry. I doant think I wud cry If I was you, deerest, Ma sed to her. Do calm yurself A talk eumfurt In thinking about the pritty hoam that her hus band ts going to malk for her. Maybe you will be thare a grate deel of the time. Won’t that be nice & cupifurtable? M,a sed to her. It will be pretty tuff corrn beef for hir husband, sed Pa, the yung lady's husband, I meen. Wife, sed Pa, I suppoas you reemember the time yure loving mother calm here all the way from Wisconsin A started rite in trying to be the managing editor of our littel hoam Of course, you ree- ‘member it, sed Pa. Will you ewer ferglt, sed Pa, the look of pained surprise that calm Into her eyes wen I explained to her, as gently as I cud, that she dldent have anything In the world to say about tbs man agement of my domestlck affairs? If my memory dosent fall me, Pa sed, A I do not think It does, she stayed only three days Insted of all summer. You acted like a perfect cave man all the time she was here, I remem ber that, sed Ma. No wonder my poor mother seldum menshuns you In hef letters. But as I was saying about nyr daughter and Missus Raymond. I oud- dent help thinking as I sat there St saw Iter, a dainty bud with youth’s fresh blcom on her cheeks, that no man In this wurld was good enuff to be the husband of so divine a cree- chur. Of course the man she Is go ing to marry Is a splendid yung man A Is the vice president of a Mg bank. But eeven If he were the president of the united Rtalts, sed Missus Ray mond, he wuddent be good enuff for my daughter. No man Is good enuff for a woman. Looks for Gray Hairs. They are good enuff for a woman around pay day, sed Pa. I have al ways notlsed that when It gtts neer the first of the month my wife heeglns looking In my head for gray hairs & calling me her deer o.d boy. * the morning of pay day, Pa sed, she al ways follows me to the door and kisses me aggenn and aggenn, with the luv llte shining In her eyes, * says Be sure A come rite hoam after you gtt yure pay to-day, won't you, darling. I newer do any such thing ,ssd Ma, A I agree with Missus Raymond that her daughter or a -.y swaet, good gurl Is too good for a man. Oh. my daugh'er, sed Missus Ray mond, can't let her go, I Jest can’t. A my daughter, too. sed Missus Bel cher, It seems as If sum monster of the sea was coming ncerer A r.eerer to drag my daughter from her moth er's arms. Thee they both beegan to cry A Pa sneeked out of the room A went In the library ware the side board Is. The Bashful Boy By BEATRICE FAIRFAX. Advice to the Lovelorn A Popular Song Copyright. IMS, International Nows Serrlr*. BY NELL BRINKLEY Little Bobbie’s Pa By WILLIAM F. KIRK.