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I ■a ttssaBBam I 4 THE TRIPLE TIE A Story for Baseball Fans That Will Interest Every Lover of the National Came $250 in Prizes for Best Solution of “The Triple Tie” Y OU read the first thirteen Installments of the groat baseball mystery etory of "The Triple Tie” and now you have a fair Idea of the simplicity of the offer The Georgian make*—how you may win $100 by working out the solution of the mystery as nearly aa Its au thor, A. H. C. Mitchell, has done as you can. Mr. Mitchell has written the isst 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 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 most olosely approximates Mr. Mitch ell's final chapter $100 will be swarded. 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 $16 Nos. 5 to 16, eaoh 5 Read fourteenth 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 ohannel 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. By A. H. C. MITCHELL. Copyright, 1913, by International News Service. TO-DAY’S INSTALLMENT. “What's the use?” declared Bill Smith. We've got a pretty good ball club here In Atlanta and stand a good chance of winning the Southern League pennant. This kid will win a lot of ball games for us, and I’m go ing to hang on to him." Thus, It seemed, Gordon Kelly was bound to be a fixture In Atlanta, but soon after Smith delivered his ulti matum things happened that altered the aspect of the situation, and there came a complete change In the life of the young man who had created such a profound sensation In the baseball world, all ending In a climax that had no parallel In the history of the national game. Still in Ignorance. It Is not the purpose of this narra tive to chronicle In detail every base ball move of Gordon Kelly In the days that followed his sensational debut. He continued his phenomenal work In the exhibition games and the Interest in him increased by heaps and bounds. An enterprising cigar manufacturer put a brand pf cigars on the market named after him. He could have been elected Mayor of the city If there had been an election and he had consented to run for the of fice. A community will stop at noth ing In connection with a baseball Idol. Nor is it the Intention to chronicle here all that took place between Gor don Kelly and Mildred Deery That young woman remained In blissful ignorance of the young man's occupa tion He could not summon up enough courage to tell her. Mildred was at that particular age In a young woman's career when she had no In clination to read the newspapers. The news of the day for her con sisted of the social activities of her friends Baseball was about the last thing In the world that she and her friends would care to talk about. As far as her father was concerned, his newspaper reading was confined aU most wholly to the financial pages, with Just enough general news to keep him Informed on the topics of the day He passed over the sporting pages of the newspapers without even glancing at them. He was so en grossed in his business affairs that he had no time for play. And so It was that no member of the Deery family knew of Gordon Kelly’s con nection with baseball. But the family were soon to know and the knowledge of It, or rather the circumstance connected with It, came as a distinct shock to at least one member of the household. CHAPTER XV. W HO will ever forget the baae ball excitement, strife and tumult that seethed and ed died and whirled around the person of Gordon Kelly in the ten days fol lowing the opening of the Southern League championship baseball sea son on April 10? Never was any thing like it before and perhaps never again will similar scenes be enacted. KODAKS laP^r k'ajr K? pine stoc> apateur aupr’U* „... f*r o*t-*fetown customer* Send for Catalog and Price LI at. • A. K. HAWKES CO. " D ° r D P \ K 14 Whitehall SL, AtianU, Ga. Atlanta became for the moment the center of the baseball map, the foun tain head of the baseball universe. Three days after the pennant race began half a score and more of big league scouts—the flnetooth combs of baseball—started for Atlanta by the fastest trains. These men were employed by the clubs of New York, Boston, Chicago, Philadelphia, St. Louis, Cleveland, Cincinnati, Pitts burg, and so on, to rake the country from end to end in search of base ball talent to strengthen the clubs of their employers, for a big league club must never stand still; it must be constantly looking for new material to take the places of the men who have outlived their usefulness. Base ball goes at top speed all the time. There must be no laggards. Those whose baseball lamps have burned out must step ar'je and make way for new and fresh-filled baseball lamps. The reason for the sudden appear ance in Atlanta of these baseball scouts was because Gord* - Velly had "broken up” the first th k w rtlfampion- shlp games of ball with his bat — won them, in other words, with his piece of ash—aw well as saved a game by one of the most sensational catch es ever seen on a ball field. Every thing that had been said and printed about him was true He was a phe nomenal ball player. There was not the slightest question about it. The magnate who had pooh-poohed his ability suddenly woke up to the fact that down In Atlanta was a baseball marvel who must be secured by his club at any cost. He was only one of a dozen other big league club own ers who came to the same opinion at the same time. Hence the hurry ing of their scouts to—Atlanta to make terms for this world-beater. Too Big for Scouts. The usual mode of procedure for a baseball scout Is to approach a town In gumshoes He endeavors to con ceal his presence, and, figuratively putting on false whiskers, he sits In the grandstand and leisurely sizes up the man he wants. If such a one as this came into Atlanta at the time of which we write, he was quickly smoked out. It was no time for mys terious baseball diplomacy. It was a case of acting quickly or lose out to a rival club. But the scouts found out Immedi ately that the matter was altogether too big for them to handle They reached the limit they felt empowered to offer for Gordon Kelly‘almost in their first breath. Bill Smith laughed raucously at them singly, in pairs, and en masse. "Why, you pikers," he said with a snort, "Gaffney and Stallings, of the poor old tail-end Boston National-*', ofTered more than you fellows want to cough up for the kid three weeks ago." "Name your price, then,” shouted the scouts in chorus. Bill Smith waved his hand airily. "The kid is not for sale,” he said. As though working in unison (which they were not), the scouts rushed to the nearest telegraph office and wired long dlspntchej' to their bosses, the club owners, detailing the facts in the case and imploring them, if they wanted this man, Gordon Kelly, they must come to Atlanta by first train and do their own bidding. Then they all went out to the ball park in a body and with their own eyes saw Gordon Kelly do this remarkable thing With the score a tie at 3—3 in the last half of the tenth, and both pitch- : i'M working like demons, Kelly went i to bat with two out. He laid down ; a bunt and beat It out, stole second on 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 7:12 A. M. and 5:10 P, M. Daily Through Sleeping and Dining Cars CITY TICKET OFFIpE 4 PEACHTREE STREET first ball pitched, stole third on the second ball pitched and etole home, winning the game, on the ihird ball pitched. It is Impossible to deecrlbe the scenes of wild excitement that fol lowed this daring piece of base-run ning Crowds surged on the grounds and made a rush for Kelly to shake his hand, slap him on the back or carry him off the field on their shoul ders, if possible, but the young man quickly arose from his successful slide to he plate and ran to the clubhouse, where he was safe from- the noisy demonstration. The scouts remained In the grand stand watching the familiar scenes that followed the winning of a close game by the home tram. Patsy Don ovan, the Red Sox scout, declared himself right then and there "That kid is In a class by himself, he said "No man ever lived that is as fast on the bases as that kid Is.” "You’re right. Patsy,” spoke up Billy Murray, the Pittsburg club’s gum shoe man ”Ty Cobh wily have to play second fiddle to that boy when he gets in the big leagues. I wish Pittsburg had him I think I’ll send another telegram." But there was no need of further telegrams The magnates were al ready on their way to Atlanta. All afternoon dispatches had been drib bling In to President Callaway and BUI Smith from the big moguls. They all read pretty much the same. One will do to quote It said: "Am on my way to Atlanta. Don't do anything on Gordon Kelly matter until you see me.” Club Presidents Come. Next day the advance guard of the major league club presidents arrived In town. Next morning eight more had registered at the hotels and more were known to he on the way. When they left their home cities each mag nate was under the Impression that he was the only major league club president that was going to Atlanta for the particular purpose of secur ing the services of the phenomenal Gordon Kelly for his own club, but It so happened that four of them made the trip on the same train. They had expressed the utmost surprise at meeting each other and there was considerable dissembling for a brief period, but the truth quickly came out and they laughed heartily, although secretly chagrined at the turn of affairs "This reminds me of the old days of the National League, Barney,” ob served President Ebbets, of the Brooklyn club "Remember how we used to gumshoe around when we held our meetings in order to throw the reporters off our trail?” "T should f«y I rlid, Charlie," re plied Barney Dreyfuss. of Pittsburg, "but T will say we were never able to fool the reporters. They always had all the news, though I never could understand where they got it.” "What’s your dope on this fellow Gordon Kelly. Barney? You always know nil about these young placers.” "There Isn't any dope on him." said Dreyfus* "All T know is what my scout says about him. I think they have all gone crazy. I’ll tell you the truth, Charlie. I won’t offer a cent for him until T’ve seen him play.” "That’s my idea, too," returned Eb bets, "I think we are all on a wild goose chase, "but now that I’m started I’m going to see this thing through.” Most Extraordinary. President Hemphill, of the New York Giants, and President Miner, of the Washington club, were the other two baseball magnates in the party. Hemphill ppoke up: "McGraw tells me that from private sources of Information he is con vinced that this Kelly Is an excep tional player. A lot of stuff has been printed about him In the newspapers.” " I should nay there has,” exclaimed Dreyfuss. They were in the observa tion car. Dreyfuss reached behind him and touched a button and when the porter appeared he said: "Get my grip In lower 7.” The Pitteburg club’s president was known to be a great collector of news paper clippings relating to ball play ers. He opened his valise and dis played to the eyes of his astonished companions a bundle of folded clip pings the size of three bricks. They all related to Gordon Kelly. "Mind you,” he said, "this fellow never was heard of before March 1, a little over six weeks ago. It is the most extraordinary thing that has ever happened in baseball in all the years I have been connected with the game. Another extraor dinary thing, and don’t you forget it. is the fact that we four club presi dents are on our way to Atlanta, each with the purpose of buying the release of thts one ball player. I have known of one club owner going out of town to sign a ball player, but never before In the history of the game have four of them taken a trip to land the same man. Little else was talked of but Gor don Kelly for the remainder of the trip. In Now York on business connect ed with the American League, B. JB. Johnson, president of that organiza tion and known as the "Czar of Base ball." was seated in the office of President Frank Farrell of the New York American League club, when I the latter opened and read a tele- ! gram. He passed the dispatch ‘o ! Johnson and told a clerk to look up I trains for Atlanta. The telegram was from the New York club's chief | scout. Yes, this Gordon Kelly must be a : wonder.” said Johnson, handing back j *he message. "Comiskey was telling me Just before I left Chlopgo that he I had heard about him and was going to send a man down there to get him. Evidently the scouts have all failed. Are you going to Atlanta?” To be Continued To-morrow. Wonderful Pain Relief ft's surprising how quickly all forms of rain yield to Anti-Kamni* Tablet• (bead pain from any cause excessive brain fag. indigestion, colds, grippe, coryza, over-indul gence.neuralgia. rheumatism, ete.) yet they are nor atimalanto, doprma- cant a or habit formora. A trial will prove this to your satisfaction. Ask Your Druggist For /K TABLETS Imy feaettty or 10« as* 2k Paskafes Garrett P. Serviss Writes on Secrets of the Sphinx; the Tunnels of Death By GARRETT P. SERVISS. T HE secret of the Sphinx, the oldest puzzle in the world, is once more the subject of Inves tigation. Not long ago it was reported that a little temple, dedicated to the sun, and supposed to be about eight thousand years old, had been found concealed in the huge head of the crouching stone figure which for un counted centuries has defied the abrading sandstorms of Egypt; but this is now denied. It Is not the first time that similar reports of strange discoveries in the body of the Sphinx have been spread abroad, but invariably the expected revelation of a secret which was kept even from the ears of the inquisitive "Father of History," Herodotus, is disappointed, and the Sphinx remains as enigmatical as ever. The work that is now actually be ing done by explorers consists of ex cavations by Professor Reisner, rep resenting Harvard University, among the mortuary temples associated with what Is usually called the Third Pyra mid, or the Pyramid of Myoerlnos, of other excavations by* Dr. Borchardt, the German archaeologist, in the rear of the Sphinx, where a number of un derground passages have been dis covered. Both of these explorations Indicate some connection between the Sphinx and the Pramid of Mycerinos. A Curious Extract. But the Sphinx was also connected with the great Pyramid, or Pyramid of Cheops, by similar concealed ways. Long ago it became known that a system of labyrinthine passages ex isted between the Sphinx and the Great Pyramid. This is shown by a curious extract from an old manu script, quoted by Mr. E. L. Wilson 26 years ago: "In the tomb behind the Sphinx, from the mouth of a mummy pit 80 feet deep, the echoes, prolonged, of a gun fired In the heart of the pyramid were heard, while the gun fired at the base of the pyramid was hardly audible. This fact proves a hidden labyrinth beneath the tableland.” This recalls the legend of Queen Nitocrts, "the beautiful one with the rosy cheeks,” who, according to the stories that Herodotus heard, avenged the murder of her husband, the king, by inviting all who had been impli cated in the assassination to a ban quet, held in a great underground hall, which she had constructed. At the height of the revelry she had the gates of passages connecting with the Nile thrown open, and all her guests were drowned. Herodotus also aays that she enlarged the Pyramid of Mycerines. The Arabs yet to-day have a legend that the spirit of Ni- toorls haunts this pyramid in the form of a beautiful woman who lures men away into the desert, where they go mad and perish. Is Undermined. At any rate, the rock tableland on which the pyramids stand is under mined with many chambers and con necting passages, some of which are now being uncovered. Professor Reis- ner’e work is concerned specially with a vast burial ground, lying west of the Great Pyramid, where, It is be lieved, members of the Egyptian no bility were interred during the period of the kings called "the pyramid builders." One of the accompanying photographs shows a gigantic stone sarcophagus being raised from an ex cavation in this ground. But what was the part that the . Why Not Say So? By VIRGINIA TERHUNE VAN DE WATER Here is shown the removal of a huge stone sarcophagus from one of the subterranean tunnels recently discovered, and below is an illustration of how Queen Nictocris trapped her enemies in one of the underground passages by inviting them there to a banquet, during which she had gates connecting the tunnels* to the Nile thrown open, drowning the feasters. Sphinx played in the stupendous as semblage of structures collected to gether on this rocky platform? That question remains unanswered. Why did the great conqueror Cambyses, nearly 2.500 years ago. mutilate the face of the Sphinx? Did its counte nance express Its purpose, and did he wish to destroy its supposed influ ence? The Arab name for the Sphinx is "The Father of Horror.” Is that a mere play of Oriental Imagination, or does it commemorate some all but forgotten tradition? The excavations of the next few years may yet give us light on the age-old questions that this gigantic figure, cut out of the solid rock, sug gests to every thoughtful onlooker. WITHIN THE LAW Adventure, Intrigue and Love Copyright, 1913, by the H. K. Fly Com pany. The play "Within the Law" is copyrighted by Mr. Veiller and this novelization of It Is published by his permission. The American Play Com pany Is the sole proprietor of the ex clusive rights or the representation and performance of "Within the Law" In all languages. By MARVIN DANA from the Play by BAYARD VEILLER. TO-DAY’S INSTALLMENT. "Why, this is Mary calling," he muttered "Mary!" Briggs cried. His usual vacuity of expression was cast off like a mask and alarm twisted hi? features. Then, in the next instant, a crafty triumph gleamed from his eyes. "Yes; she’s on,” Garson Interrupted a moment later as the tapping ceased for a little. He translated in a loud whisper as the Irregular ticking noise sounded again: "I shall be there at the house al most at once. I am sending this mes sage from the drug store around the corner. Have someone open the door for me immediately. "She’s coming over.” Griggs cried incredulously. "No, I'll stop her.” Garson declared firmly. "Right! Stop her,” Chicago Red vouchsafed. But, when, after tapping a few words, the forger paused for the^re ply, no sound came. "She don’t answer,” he exclaimed, greatly disconcerted. He tried again, still without result. At that, he hung up the receiver with a groan. “She’s gone—" "On her way already,” Griggs sug gested, and there was none to doubt It was so. "What’s she coming here for?” Gar son exclaimed harshly. "This ain’t no place for her! Why. if anything should go wrong now—” He Drew Out a Small Torch. But Griggs interrupted him with his us*ual breezy cheerfulness of man ner. "Oh. nothing can go wrong now, old top. I’ll let her in " He drew a small torch from the skirt-pocket of his coat and crossed to the hall door, as Garson nodded assent. "God! Why did she have to come?” Garson. muttered, filled with forebod ings "If anything ftoould go wrong now!” ’ Ho turned back toward the door Just as it opened, and Mary darted into the room, with Griggs following. "What do you want here?” he de manded. with peremptory savagene?* in his voice, which was a tone he had never hitherto used in addressing her Mary went swiftly to face Garson where he stood by the desk, while Griggs Joined the other two men. who stood shuffling about uneasily by the fireplace, at a loss over this intrusion on their scheme. Mary moved with a lissome grace like that of some wild creature, but as she halted opposite the man who had given her back the life she would have thrown away, there was only tender pleading In her voice, though her words were an ar raignment. "Joe, you lied to me." "That can be settled later,” the man snapped. His Jaw was thrust forward obstinately, and his clear eyes spar kled defiantly. "You are fools, all of you!” Mary cried. Her eyes darkened and dis tended with fear. They darted from Garson to the other three men, a d back again in rebuke. "Yes, fools!”' This Is burglary. I can’t protect you If you are caught. How* can I? Oil, come!” She held out her hands plead ingly toward Garson, and her voice dropped to beseeching. "Joe, Joe. you must get away* from this house at once, all of you. Joe. make them go.” “We Are Here New.” "It’s too late,’’ was the stern an swer. There was no leart relaxation in the stubborn lines of his face. “We’re here now, and we’ll stay till the business is done.” Mary went a step forward. The cloak she was wearing was thrown back by her gesture of appeal so that those watching saw the snowy slope of the shoulders and the quick rise and fall of the gently curving bosom The beautiful face within the framing scarf was colorless with a great fear, save only the crimson lips, of which the bow was bent tremulously as she spoke her prayer. "Jo?, for my **ake!” But the man was inexorable. He had set himself to this thing, and even the urging of the one person n the world for whom he most cared was powerless against his resolve. "I can’t quit now until we’ve got what we came here after,” he de clared roughly*. Of a sudden, the girl made shift to employ another sort of supplication. "But there are reasons." She said, faltering. A certain embarrassment swept her, and the ivory of her cheeks bloomed rosily. "I—I can’t have you rob this house, this par ticular house of all the world.” Her eyes leaped from the still obdurate face of the forger to the group of three back of him. Her voice was shaken with a great dread as she called out to them. "Boys, let’s get away! Please, oh, please! Joe, for God's sake!" Her tone was a sob. Her anguish of fear did not swerve Garson from his purpose. "I’m going to see this through," he said, doggedly*. "But, Joe ” "It’s settled, I tell you.” In the man’s emphasis the. girl realized at last the inefficacy of her efforts to combat his will. She seemed to droop visibly before their eyes. Her head sank on her breast. Her voice was husky as she tried to speak. "Then ” She broke off with a gesture of despair, and turned away toward the door by which she had entered. To Be Continued To-morrow. I T is evident from the novels of the ? eighteenth century that, in their day. when a man was courting a girl, zhe j when a man wascourtlng girl, she i was supposed to be a shy, timid and re- j tiring maiden, shrinking from him, | dreading his approach and evading his presence whenever it was possible for her to do so. After marriage she be came a clinging vine, and the man a sturdy oak. It is not necessary at this stage of the world's history to call attention to the fact that few wives are now of the helpless variety, and that the sturdy- oak-and-vine fiction is quite out of fash ion. Even without Bernard Shaw’s sa tires we could not fall to ^ note that modern girls are not the shrinking white rabbits of the periods of Clarissa Har- lowe and Pamela. What Must He Think? Yet even now, in this day when wom an looks man squarely in the eyes and meets him on a common ground, there is among some wives a strange idea that they increase tji$lr worth in the estimation of their husbands if they are chary of their caresses and niggardly In their expressions of affeotion. "One should not let a husband be too sure of one," asserted a matron. "I would never think of offering to kiss James unless he first kissed me, nor would I say to him outright, ‘I love you,’ unless he asked me if I still loved him. It is to keep a man in some doubt as to his wife’s real sentiment toward him.” Yet she had been married for five years! I could not help wondering what a man must think of the woman who would live with him as his wife for a half-decade and of whom he could not yet say assure<fly: "She loves me!” Must he not consider her either very shallow in heart or very coarse in na* ture? If one were not sure that one loved a man, and were not willing to have him equally sure that one did, one would hardly wish to marry him. If, after marriage, an awful awak ening comes, and a woman finds that she does not care for her husband or that he is not the man she believed him to be, then, a* the die is cast, she must stand bi v/er agreement—unless the man’s character be so evil as to justify her in leaving him. Such a union means misery, and it takes all of a de cent woman’s courage and ingenuity to keep the world from guessing how wretched she is It’s a Poor But if a woman Is married to a good, kind, considerate husband, and loves him as she should love him to become his wife, w^iy not tell him that she does? Would she not want him to tell her of his affection—and Is it not a poor rule that does not work both ways in this day when Pamela and Clarissa Harlowe are fashionable no longer? 1 once heard an able sermon on the two words: "Say so!" The preacher claimed that if there is a worthy sen timent—such as gratitude, friendship, appreciation, love which we feel toward a fellow-being, it is our duty to "say so." Many of us mention the uncom fortable or disagreeable sentiments that come into our hearts and minds—then why not mention the pleasant ones to those who have a right to know them? This principle holds good in all hu man Intercourse. The mothfer who re proves a child for wrongdoing should surely sometimes notice his efforts to ward improvement; the employer who condemns a lack of Interest on the part of his employee should not feel that he must repress the word of appreciation for faithful duty. I do not say that one need go out of one’s way and praise at all times; but when the feel ing of gratitude or of appreciation is so strong that the expression of It leaps to the lips, why not let It pass those lips?* An£ if in other relationships be sides marriage this scheme holds good, surely between husband and wife it should not be Ignored. Some of us remember some verses written years ago that -told of the hard-working and conscientious wife of a farmer who never thought it worth while to mention to his life partner that he appreciated herr nor that he felt any affeotion for her. But when the poor woman, worn out and old from years of unremitting toil, lay dying, the husband crept to the side of her bed and whispered in her ear, “I love you.” At the strange words the neav? lids lifted and an expression of aston ishment leaped into the. sunken eyes. Then the stiffening lips < moved. “Why didn't you tell me so before?” they whispered. Why, indeed? Marriage takes all the love that one can muster coupled with strong philosophy and common sense to make it a success. If the love Is there, fqr pity's sake why not say so? Why should any woman hesitate to tell the man who has chosen her and whom she has chosen out of all the -world that she does love him? Why should she hesitate to attest by word and deed that he is dear to her? * The man who does not like to be petted and made muck of by one he loves is & rare specimen. Bald one husband in speaking of hla -wife: "When, as I sit reading, she peases her hand over my hair, or when she, of her own accord, lifts her* faoe to me for a kiss, it means more to me than if she were to allow me to talk out my devotion to her for hours at a time” Why Not Say So! Of course It doe*. In this rukhfa* age of ours w« make too little of the love-truths we might speak. The words are lies and travesties of the eplrlt le not back of them; but. If 1t le—say sol If I would utter a word of warning ta any young wife tt would be to urge her not to be forever wondering le she 1« as muoh In love as ehe onoe was. If she loves her husband as muoh as he loves her, If he and she.are.grow ing closer together or drifting apart Self-analysis In marriage 1b fatal. Ona of Locke's heroines gives to an unhappy woman a bit of advice that It would be well for all wives to remem ber: "Love your husband, dears It Is the only 3hing I can say to help yotx Then all the troubles will go. To love a man vehemently, they say. It Is woman’s greatest curse. It Isn't; It l> the great est blessing of God on her.” Second Chance. Theft- was a slightly angry gleam In Dr. Pope's eye as he walked Into th« lecture room, where about forty young women were assembled, undergoing a course of Instruction for nursing. At great length the learned doctor had expounded the imaginary illness of an Imaginary patient, when he suddenly paused to ask a few questions of his listeners. "Now, Miss Denny, in such a oase as I have mentioned, how much morphine,’* he inquired, "should be administered to the sufferer?” "Eight grains,” responded the girt The doctor, beyond raising one eye brow, made no comment, and oontinued asking other members of the class ques tions. But suddenly a horrible realization flashed upon the girl. “Doctor,’’ she said, “I wish to cor rect the answer I made a moment ago. I should have said that one-eighth of a grain instead of eight grains.” “Too late!" sternly remarked the doo- tor. "The man’s dead!" SEABOARD PUTS ON LOW RATE TO RICH MOND. . $16.70 from Atlanta, «ti aala Jttna 7, $. Through trains, steel Pull mans and dining cars, unegoalled service. City Ticket Office, $8 Peachtree. 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