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Little Bobbie’s
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SAW Will Gape Corey last
nite,” sed Pa to Ma. "He was
looking fine, and he tells me
that he is making munny so fast
J rltieing short stories that he has all
he can do to spend It all. Do you
know, wife, Pa sed, I believe I wilt
go In for short Story rlteing. Corey
sed It wasent hard, onst you got
started.”
It may not be very hard for Mister
Corey, sed Ma, but riteing Is a thing
peepll cant lern. It has to be born
In them, sed Ma, the salm as poets
& collectors are born & not made.
Anybody can be a collector, sed Pa.
I I doant see why you class them with
’ poets. All a collector has to do Is
to collect munny.
I doant think that Is vary eesy, Ma
sed. My.father was a lawyer for a
few years. Ma sed, until he found out
that moast of his law bizness was to
malk eolleckshuns, & he newer had
the hart to collect. He used to call
on sumbody & wen the lady of the
house wud cry Pa wud go back to bis
1 law offis & send the bill back to the
creditor & say that It was no good.
Poor, deer father, he is gone now,
With his kind hart.
Doant be all the time talking about
yure relashlons, sed Pa. Getting back
to this short-story thing, I reely
meen that I am going in for it. Jest
think how proud you wud be if yure
nabors cud pick up the magazeen *
see yure husband’s big naim at the
hed of short stories. You cud seven
reed sum of the stories aloud to
them. Pa sed, & think how proud you
wud be to open my mall & see nice
big checks from the different maga-
zeeng.
She Is Doubtful.
The check part of ft llssens goofl,
sed Ma, but you have bilt so many
icassels in Spain without ever having
■to buy any furniture for the cassels
that I will naterally be a littel du
bious, Ma sed, until the checks cum
rolling in.
Oh. the checks will cum rolling In
all rite, Pa sed. Doant worry about
that part of it. & after thay cum
rolling in we will put sum of them in
the bank & we can pend littel Bobble
to college & talk a trip to Europe
every year. Won’t that be fine?
It wud be fine to talk the trip to
Europe every year, sed Ma, but I
doant think we shud go to the expense
of sending Bobbie to college now. He
knows too much as it is, Ma sed. &
the munny that you wud lay out for
tooitlon cud better be used by me to
git up a nice lot of clothes to ware
wen we are touring the Continent &
the British lies. Of course, sed Ma,
*, you wuddrnt oxpeck me to go to Eu
rope with the few clothes I have now.
I want you to he proud of yure littel
wife wen you taik her abroad, Ma sed.
I suppoas we can arrange all that,
sed Pa, & send Bobbie to college, too.
They Cost a Lot.
T fear that we can not do both, sed
Ma. You know, deer, that women’s
. clothes cost a awful lot moar than
thay used to: Tf you have yure hart
so set on sending Bobble to college,
Ma sed, I suppoas I can stay at hoam
& not go to Europe. Oh, deer, sed
Ma, T mite have known it. Then Ma
beegan to cry.
Thare, thare, deerest, sed Pa.
Yes. I might have known it, Ma sed.
Stay at hoam and pee the saim old
cities oaver and oaver while Missus
Black and Missus White are enjoying
theraselfs with thare husbands oaver
in Europe. Thay go every year & you
bet thay doant have to worry about
what thay are going to ware, eether.
Then Ma cried sum moar.
If you go on like that, sed Pa, I
won’t rite any short stories at all.
Nobody wud print them if you rote
them, sed Ma.
> I doant see why wlmmen can’t be
reesonabel like us men.
t
Diamond Cut Diamond.
In the days gone by they had been
sweethearts: but, alas, hatred Is ever
akin to love, and the relationship
had changed in this case.
One day the former lover had to
make a business call on the girl’s
father, and, of course, it so hap
pened that she answered the door.
“I beg your uardon,” said the young
man. keeping nis nerve in the trying
circumstances remarkably well, “Miss
Perkins, I think. Is your father in?”
“No, he’s not, Tm sorry to say. Did
you wish to see him personally?”
asked the maiden, without the slight
est sign of recognition showing in
her eyes.
“Yes; but it will do to-morrow.
Thank you. I will call again! Good
afternoon!”
» But this was too much. As he
reached the bottom step, the lady
spoke:
“Pardon me! Who shall I say
called?”
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rjEAR MISS FAIRFAX:
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I am nineteen and deeply In
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r HERE is the bachelor—so easy-going, “hard-game,” arrow-proof—who does not sit
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• •• • • •
Different Points of View
S HE was about 19 and she wore
a canoe shaped hat with one
red rose dangling rakishly off
the back of the brim. Her cheeks
were as pink as a baby’s. The head-
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cuffs at the ankles and he had not
shaved often enough to have acquired
the whitish-gray complexion of a
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chairs at the little table in the con
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late sodas with the exuberance of
youth.
“Goodness!” said she, following
with her red eyes a middle-aged
couple who had entered and taken a
table in a corner. “Shouldn’t you
think when people were as old as that
they would have got over -caring for
soda water and ice cream?”
Pretty Old.
“I should say so,” agreed the youqg
man. His expression was distinctly
pitying as he watched the newcomers.
The man was getting portly, and while
the woman's hair was arranged in the
latest mode it was sprinkled with
gray and she had a decided matronly
look. One could be certain that she
had tucked all the children in bed
before she and dad started for their
evening stroll.
“Wouldn’t you hate to be as old as
that?” said the young man. “What do
you suppose people find to enjoy In
life at that age?”
“Goodness knows!”,said the pretty
girl. “They can’t go to dances any
more, and to have gray hair I
should think would be perfectly
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who was a famous beauty and when
she found her first gray hair she died
of a broken heart. I know just how
she felt!”
“You’ll never get gray!” comforted
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those over there would envy young
folks like us when they saw them
getting so much enjoyment out of
life! Why, they aren't even talking
to each other only now and then!
They’re just bored with existence. I
don’t wonder!”
“I should think,” said the pretty
girl as she daintily poised her spoon
and watched the persons under dis
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coming in here and ordering anything
so juvenile as sodas! It seems funny,
somehow! You never think of old
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“We’ll never be as old as that,” said
the young man meditatively. “We
won’t let ourselves get so old. I can’t
imagine you getting old, anyway.
You’ll always be just as slim and
girlish as you are now’ ”
“And think of you as fat as that
man.” She trilled with laughter. “I
suppose they have grown so apathetic
that they don’t care! Poor things!”
Meanwhile the middle-aged man in
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the corner was saying to his wife:
“That’s a pretty girl over there with
the funny shaped hat.”
“Yes.” agreed the wife. “I may
get one like it for Milly. How callow
the boy with her looks! Somehow it
always makes me want to cry when
I see two inexperienced young things
such as they are!”
“I know,” said her husband under-
standingly. “They are so beautifully
sure of themselves and their knowl
edge of the world! When you think
of all they’ve got to go through ”
The Infants.
“And all the disillusionment and
heartaches,” said his wife. “And it
takes so many years to get to the
point where you can begin to under
stand and really enjoy life! I sup
pose they fancy they’re having a good
time! ”
“Silly children,” smiled her hus
band. “They’re only playing with
toys and dolls yet! I’ll bet they
haven’t exchanged one sensible re
mark since they sat down there!”
“She's got an engagement ring!”
said hiR wife suddenly. “Think of in
fants like that marrying! Why, It’s
terrible! ”
“You were only 18 when you mar
ried me,” her husband reminded her.
“That was different,” said his wife,
quickly. “We had more sense than
those two! They are so terribly inex
perienced ! Life must be so empty for
them, really!”
“But they think they’re having a
good time,” said the man as they rose.
“They don’t know you have to be as
old as we are before you’re really
happy. Poor things!”
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Even doctors are not always literal
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“You must take exercise,” said the
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that—”
“But I can not afford a car, on in
surance pay,” the patient growled.
“Don’t buy one; just dodge ’em!” said
the doctor.
* • *
Customer—I must say, waiter, this Is
the first time I’ve ever had a really ten
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Waiter (aghast)—Good gracious! I
must have given you the proprietor’s
steak!”
• * •
Mrs. De Fashion—Where’s t fie
morning paper?
Mr. Do Fashion—What on earth do
you want with the morning paper?
Mrs. De Fashion—I wish to see if
the opera we hoard lasl Aight was
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Snap Shots
By LILLIAN LAUFERTY.
T Then pales and fades away
HE golden glory lingers,
The Pilent shadows lengthen
And sadly dies the day.
The mists rise from the river
And Rhroud the world In gray.
The pulse of life Ip stricken
And sadly dies away.
The twilight hour passes.
Grim black o'ertakes the gray.
The giant winds are bushed to rest—
And night has followed day.
• • •
SPARE ME MY DREAM9.
Relentless Time. that gives both
harsh and kind,
Brave let me be
To take thy various gifts with equal
mind
And proud humility;
But even by day, while the full sun
light streams,
Give me my dreams!
Whatever, Time, thou takest from my
heart,
What from my life,
From what dear thing thou yet may-
est make me part,
Plunge not to deep the knife;
As dies the day and the long twilight
gleams,
Spare me my dreams!
— Richard Watson Gilder.
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F. I. Fletcher, at the Sphinx Club din
ner In New York, told an advertising
story.
“A man,” he said, “entered a shop
one bitter cold day and bought a woolen
muffler. When he opened the muffler,
he found Inside It the photograph of a
beautiful girl, together with a note say
ing:
” 'If you are single, please write to
me.’
“A name and address followed, and
the man smiled. He was single, and he
put the photograph on his sitting room
mantel. There, every evening, looking
up from his book, he beheld It. It was
very beautiful, and in a week he had
fallen head over heels In love.
“So he wrote to the girl. Another
week passed, a week of anxious, nerve-
racking suspense. Then the lovesick
man received this crushing letter:
“ ‘Sir: The Mary Smith to whom
you wrote was my grandmother. Hhe
died nine years ago, aged eighty-six.—-
Yours truly.’
“Our heart-broken bachelor, on look
ing Into this strange matter, found that
he had foolishly bought the muffler from
a dealer who didn’t advertise.”
By MARVIN DANA from the
Play by BAYARD VEILLER.
TO-DAY’S INSTALLMENT.
Glider sighed resignedly. Ht» heavy
face wan lined with anxiety. There
was a hesitation in his manner of
.speech that was wholly unlike Its
usual quick declslvenese.
"I don't like this sort of thing,” he
said, doubtfully. "I let you go ahead
beeause I can’t suggest any alterna
tive, but I don’t like It, not at all. It
seems to me that other methods
might be employed with excellent re
sults without the element of treachery
which seems to Involve me as well as
you In our efforts to overcome this
woman.”
Burke, however, had no qualms as
to such plotting.
“You must have crooked ways to
catch crooks, believe me,” he said
cheerfully. "It’s the easiest and the
quickest way Into trouble for them.”
The return of the detectives caused
| him to break off, and he gave his at
tention to the final arrangements of
Ills men.
"You're In charge here,” he said to
Cassidy, "and I hold you responsi
ble. Now, listen to this, and get It.”
His coarse voice came with a grat
ing note of command. "I'm coming
back to get this bunch myself, and
I'll call you when you’re wanted.
You'll wait In the storeroom out there
and don’t make a move till you hear
from me, unless by any chance things
go wrong and you get a call from
Griggs. You know who he Is. He's
got a whistle, and he'll use It If nec
essary. • • • • Qot, that straight?"
And When Cnssldy had declared an
entire understanding of the directions
given, he concluded concisely. "On
your way, then!”
He Turned to Gilder.
As the men left the room, he turned
again to Glider.
"Just one thing more,” he said. "I'll
have to have your help a little longer.
After I’ve gone, I want you to stay up
for a half hour anyhow, with the lightB
burning. Do you see? I want to be
sure to give the Turner woman time
to get here while that gang Is at work.
Your keeping on the lights will hold
them back, for they won’t come In
till the house Is dark, so, In half an
hour you can get off the job, switch
off the lights and go to bed and stay
there—.lust as I told you before."
Then Inspector Burke, having In mind
the great distress of the man over
the unfortunate entanglement of his
son. was at pains to offer a reassuring
I word.
“Don’t worry about the boy,” he
said, with grave kindliness. "We’ll
get him out of this scrape all right."
And with the assertion he bustled out,
leaving the unhappy father to miser
able forebodings,
CHAPTER XVII.
Outside the Law.
G ILDER scrupulously followed the
directions of the Police In
spector. Uneasily, he had re
mained In the library until the al
lotted time was elapsed, He fidgeted
from place to place, his mind heavy
with distress tinder the shadow that
threatened to blight the life of his
cherished son.
Finally, with a sense of relief he
put out the lights and went to his
chamber. But he did not follow the
further directions given him, for he
was not minded to go to bed. In
stead, he drew the curtains closely
to make sure that no gleam of light
could pass them, and then sat with
a elgar between his lipR. which he
did not smoke, though from time to
time he was at pains to light It.
His thoughts were most with his
son, and ever as he thought of Dick,
his fury waxed against the woman
who had enmeshed the boy in her
plotting for vengeance on himself.
And Into his thoughts now crept a
doubt, one that alarmed his sense of
justice. It occurred to him that this
woman could not have thus nourish
ed a plan for retribution through the
j years unless, indeed, she had been
I insane, even as he claimed—or inno
cent'. The Idea was appalling.
lie could not bear to admit the pos-
1 slblllty of having been the involun
tary Infllcter of such wrong as to send
j the girl to prison for an offense she
had not committed. He rejected the
suggestion, but It persisted. He knew
(the clean, wholesome nature of his
son. It seemed to him Incredible that
the boy could have thus given his
heart to one altogether undeserving.
A horrible suspicion that he had
misjudged Mary Turner crept Into his
brain, and would not out. He fought
| It with all the strength of him, and
| that was much, but evef* it abode
; there. He turned for comfort to the
things Burke had said. The woman
' was a crook, and there was an end to
It. Her ruse of spoliation within tha
law was evidence of her shrewdness,
nothing more.
Mary Turner herself, too, was In a
condition utterly wretched, and for
the same cause—Dick Glider. That
source of the father’s sulTortn# was
hers as well. She had won her am
bition of years—revenge on the man
who had sent her to prison. And now
the Joy of 4t was a torture, for the
puppet of her plans, the eon, had aud-
denly become the chief thing In her
life. She had taken It for granted
that he would leave her after he came
to know that her marriage to him
was only a device to bring shatme on
his father. Instead, he loved her.
That fact seemed the secret of her
distress. He loved her. More, he
dared believe, and to assert boldly,
that she loved him. Had he acted
otherwise, the matter would have
been simple enough. * • * But ne
loved her, loved her still, though he
knew the shame that had clouded her
life, knew the motive that had led
her to accept him as a husband. More
—by a sublime audacity, he declared
that she loved him.
There came a thrill In her heart
each time she thought of that—that
she loved him. The idea teas mot-
serous, of course, and yet— Here
as always she broke off, a hot flush
blazing In her cheeks. * • * N«v.
ertheless, such curious fancies pu£=
sued her through the hours. Shi
strove her mightiest to rid herself of
them, but In vain. Ever they persist
ed. She sought to oust them by
thinking of anyone else—of Aggie, ot
Joe. There at last was satisfaction.
Her Interference between the man
who saved her life and the tempta
tion of the English crook had pre
vented a dangerous venture, which
might have meant ruin to the one
whom she esteemed for his devotion
to her. If for no other reason. At
least, she had kept him from the out
rageous folly of an ordinary burglary.
To Be Continued Monday.
Blamed the Fanning.
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t n middle-aged farmer who said hie
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“Yes, father Is close to 90."
“Is his health good.”
“ ’Tain’t much now. He’s been com
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“What’s the matter with him?”
“I dunno; sometimes I think farm
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Attorney,
fci'w Atlanta .National
Bank Building.
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E. H. CONE, Ino., “A Good Drug Store 1 ’—(Two Stores)—-Atlanta.
PLATES Made and Delivered
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DR. E.G. GRIFFIN’S
GATE CITY DEftTAL ROOM*
241 Whitehall Street
(Over Brown A Allan's*
Gold Crowns S4—Bridge Work 54
All Work Guaranteed
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