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One Woman’s Story .
By VIRGINIA TERHUNE VAN DE WATER
Science
Egypt a Hundred Centuries Ago
Brought to Light at Tarkhan.
CHAPTER XIX.
\ S Mary Danforth rode up home*
in the elevated on the April
afternoon just two years after
her first meeting with Gordon Craig,
she found the sad thoughts that had
been with her so long slipping away.
She was sure that her lover was
thinking of her and that on this an
niversary she would receive happy
new s of him. She almost believed .n
premonitions, and she remembered,
with a slight shudder, how once a
premonition she had had about h*r
father had been the forerunner of his
death not long after. Why might not
one also have a pennonitlon of joyous
happenings?
As she left the train at Eighty-first
street a voice said close to her, "Why,
Mary Danforth! How do you do?”
Turning with a start, she found her-
self face to face with a former school
mate of whom she had seen nothing
for two years.
"Which way are you going?” ankei
the girl after greetings had been ex
changed.
"I go westward," replied Mary
briefly.
Working Downtown.
"Oh. too bad, for I go to Central
Park West. We are living in the
same old place, you know, where you
used to come to see us. You never
come now.”
"No," acknowledged Mary. "T have
little time. i am working down
town."
“Well, T want to talk to you a bit."
said Elizabeth Preston, who hud al
ways liked Mary when the Danforths
were prosperous. “Suppose you walk
with me toward my home, or let me
walk with you toward yours. Which
shall It be?"
"I will go with you,” replied Mary
quickly. She felt a reluctance of
which she was ashamed—to have this
patronizing acquaintance of former
days see the house in which she now
lived.
"It must be fine to be working for
one’s self," said Miss Preston as the
two girls sauntered along Eighty-first
street toward Central Park. "Of
course. I have no excuse for doing
that kind of thing, for my father has
plenty of money, and 1 am the only
daughter left at home But some
times I get a little tired of ease and
luxury and long to be independent.”
Mary tried to smile. "‘He jests at
scars who never felt a wound,’, ” she
quoted. "Perhaps If you had to work,
you would find what terms Independ
ence to you now' something like
slavery.”
She regretted the words as soon
as she had spoken them, for her
companion turned upon her a look
of pity.
“Oh, do you have to work as hard
as that?" she exclaimed. "I sup
posed that you only went into bus*,
ness after your father died so that
you would not he entirely dependent
upon your mother. Surely your
father left her comfortably provided
for, did he not?"
“You Needn’t Pity Me."
For a moment Mary did not
answer. She wondered if Eliza
beth I’reston was really ignorant of
conditions, or if she was pretending
not to know' how matters stood. In
either case, to tell her the truth was
the best thing. But it was with an
effort that the weary girl spoke.
“My father left all he had to my
mother. But he was unfortunate
in business Jtiot before he he died.
You are right in thinking I would
not be dependent upon my mother
But she has not th»- means to sup
port us both even if I were willing
to have her do so."
"Oh," cooed Miss Preston, "you
poor child! I am so sorry for you!”
"Thank you, but you need not pity
me at all," retorted Mary testily "1
am not an object of pity. I have a
position which I shall keep as long
as I wish, which will not be long
now."
Her temper was getting the better
of her discretion. but Elizabeth
Preston’s patronage was unbearable
to her. She determined to say no
more, hut her companion’s next
speech swept away her barriers of re
serve.
"It was very fine of you to take
that brave tone about it, Mary.” the
rich girl remarked, "hut your trouble
has told on you. You are looking
ten years older than when you left
school. I wonder if my father might
not be able to get you an easier sit
uation than you have now'.”
"I shall not hold any position much
longer," said Mary, voice hard and
eyes glittering. "I expect soon to
change my entire mode of life.’’
The other girl eyed her shrewdly.
"I suspect,” she said in a tone that
was meant to he playful, “that you
are going to get married, my dear.”
Mary shrugged her shoulders.
“Perhaps!" she said nonchalantly.
"Here we are at Eighth avenue, and
I must turn back home. Good-bye!”
As she retraced her steps, Indig
nation gave place to Joyous anticipa
tion. How strangely happy she was
this evening! She remembered that
Fletcher was going to call, and s
sudden sense of distaste at the pros
pect of seeing him at this time seized
her. She wotild not let him come.
Stepping into a hotel on the corner
of Eighty-first street, she called up
Pearsons’ office. When she had left
the office Fletcher had been there
with her employer, and the two had
been smoking so comfortably that he
might possibly be there still She was
not mistaken, and when Pearson an
swered the telephone she asked for
Mr. Fletcher. As briefly as possible
she suggested to her would-be caller
that she would prefer seeing him on
some other evening. He submitted
regretfully, hut meekly, and she con
gratulated herself upon the reprieve.
Like a Phophecy.
As the girl walked along Eighty-
fourth street to her home, the glow
In the western sky seemed to her
excited Imagination like a symbol or
prophecy of happiness ahead of her.
Surely there would he a letter await
ing her! After all what did Elizabeth
Preston’s chatter matter when one’s
heart was so full of peace? Even th*
sordid block on which she lived seemed
less dingy and dirty than usual at
this sunset hour. She pushed her way
through the groups of janitors’ and
tenants’ children playing on the front
steps of the house in which she lived,
and, hurrying into the vestibule, peered
Into the letter box bearing her name
Yes, there was the envelope with
Graig’s handwriting on it. She knew
it would be here! With eager fingers
she unlocked the letter box and drew
forth her treasure. She could not
wait until she got upstairs. The
sight of the handwriting was like a
draught of water to a thirsty soul.
Tearing open the envelope, she pulled
out the single sheet and read It by
the dim light from the hall chande
lier.
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By GARRETT P. SERVISS.
lived
ALABASTER TABLE OF FIRST DYNASTY AT GERZEH.
IVILIZED peopl
ten thousand yt
long ago that the
hlch, from the days of
Egypt
rs ago—soj
North Star, j
the Phoeni-
< Ian navigata
young, until <
ships at sea,
from the poh
when commerce was
r time, ha.s guided
is then many degrees
>f the heavens, while
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another and a brighter star glittered
not far from the north point of the
celestial sphere!
The excavations recently made by
Professor Petrie, of the British School
of Archaeology, have established this
fact, which must appear very astor
ishlng to those who still retain the
old belief that the world Itself is only
about 6,000 years old!
But such Investigations as those of
Professor Petrie carry the same over
whelming convict ton to the reasoning
mind as that which has caused all in
telligent persons to accept the con
clusions of geology concerning the
millions upon millions of years that
the earth has bet n inhabited bv
Little Bobbie’s Pa ,
By WILLIAM F KIRK.
P A took Ma & me oaver to a lake
yesterday ware thare is a lot
of city boarders. Ma had a
frond oaver than- that used to call
on uh wen we lived in the city & Ma
wanted to see her.
The naim of Mas frend was Missus
Mace. Her husband is a bizness man
in the city & every Sommer he sends
his» wife up to that lake so he can
have a few weeks rest, & a good
»im* with the other men.
How do you like it up here. 1
asked Mbtsus Mace.
Oh, I think it is dredfully poky, sed
Missus Mace. Thare is so few men
around. Look at them old cats sel
ling on the veranda A- talking about
peepul. she sed I bet every one of
them has ripped all of us up the back
berfoar now . If my husband cud af
ford it. I wild go to sum place ware
thare is moar clans.
They all look pritty good to me
sed Pa. Who an those two peachei
setting on the end of the verandy?
They are two young married wim-
men, sed Missus Mace, & the way
thay have been flirting at the lit tel
hops we have here is sumthing ter-
ribul. Last nite thay went out in a
party of young peepul & thare hus
bands wasent along. The party dident
git back till neerly mldnlte.
Well, sed Pa, what of it? I .‘tuppost
thare husbands sent them up here u
enjoy themselfs with the young pee
pul. I wud deerly luv to have been
in that party myself, sed Pa.
I doant think you missed much. &
thay are all the time talking about
what deers thare husbands 1?*. too, s* d
Missus* Mace. Wen 1 hear a young
married woman talking so much
about her good husband in the city, I
always think thnv are putting on a
.lot. & last nite one of them kissed
her husband’s letter about twenty
times wen she got it at the postofflee.
What If she did? sed Pa. I think
that wa.M vary sweet of her. You see
Pa sed to Missus Mace, she is yung &
deevoted to her husband & he 1« dee-
voted to her I suppose if they was
middle aged, like you & frejld wife
here, thay wud kiss the money order
lusted of the letter. That Is the kind
of letters you wlmmen like. Pa sed.
the kind that wen you open them
numthing blue pops out.
Nothing of the kind, sed Ma and
Missus M ice at onst. We are always
glad to git letters from our husbands
wether thare is munny in the letters
or not.
Well, sed Pa. you cud talk all day
about those two young matrons &
you euddent maik me beleeve thare
was a rong thing about eether one of
them. Why. sed Pa, that brunet one
has a face like a angel. I shud like
to meet them. Pa sed.
Not so fast, sed Ma. Doant git so
enthused all oi a sudden. My frend
Missus Mace lias been here longer
than we have and she ought to kno.i
If the yung ladies she menshuns are
fll company for ua
1 like to pick my own cumpany, sed
Pa. & eeven if I thought 1 was git-
ting slmpel minded enuff to have
sumhody pick my cumpany, l
wouldn’t choose a old knocker llk«-
yure friend Missus Mace to pick my
frend# for me.
You are not a gentleman, sed
Misses Mace.
1 know it, sed Pa, I am a plain old
rough-neck wich was all his life so
buoy trying to see good In every
body that he didnt have time to lern
to ho yure kind of a gentleman. I
beleeve 1 will get sumbody to inter-
duce me to them two yung matrons.
How about it, wife? sed Pa. How
about meeting the summer girls?
All rite, sed Ma, sum other sum
mer
Up-to-the-Minute Jokes
She was hurriedly adjusting her
veil, and had but a few moments in
which to catch her car.
"Oh, dear," she murmured. "1 can’t
find a pin anywhere. I wonder where
all the pins go to. anyway?”
"That’s a difficult question to an
swer," replied her practical husband,
who was standing by. "because they
are always pointed in one direction
and headed in another.”
• • •
A Yorkshireman suffering from
toothache went ic a dentist to have
the aching tooth out. The dentist
pulled out the offending tooth, and
was then asked to pull out the dou
ble tooth next to it
"But that is a sound tooth," said
the dentist. "The pain is only sym
pathetic "
"Yank it out. doctor. Hang such
^sympathy," rep • <* Tyke.
• • •
solicitor called upon a profes-
Two American farmers met a day
or two after a cyclone had swept
over their farms.
“She shook things up pretty bad
out at my place," said one, stroking
his whiskers, meditatively. "By the
way. Hiram.” he added, "that new
barn o’ yourn get hurt at all?"
"Wa .” craw led the other, "1 dunno.
1 haln’t found it yet!”
« * •
The Major—And there we stood.
Miss Ethel, in the heart of the jun
gle, that huge panther and I, barely
ten paces apart, each staring at the
face of the other.
Ethe < >h, major, how dreadful for
you both!
• • *
"Look here. Boxer, did you call me
a common ass?"
"N . Fopson. 1 said you were an
uncommon ass.”
"Aw. that’s different. I cawn’t
stand having anybody call me com
mon, y'know.”
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ANIMAL FIGURES AT MEMPHIS.
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great variety of animals, some of
whose descendants, but little changed
in their forms, are co-dwellers with
us to-day upon *hl> ancient planet.
The nature of the excavations made
by Professor Petrie in Egypt may be
clearly seen in the photographs
which are here reproduced.
Works of Art.
There you see the beautifully’ carved
tables of stone and of alabaster, the
animal figures, the sphinxes, the spec
imens of pottery, and the granite sar
cophagi, or coffins, which that won
derful, prehistoric people made for
themselves.
There, too, you
skeletons of the
which they honore
monies hardly lo*
those which were
kings, queens and
1
see some of the
"sacred" animals
! with burial cere-
* elaborate than
devoted to their
rulers. Professor
trie and his assistants have un
covered r.ot less than 800 ancient
graves, none of which are less than
abort 6,000 years old.
All of them tell the same story, viz:
that so long ago as that men had al
ready learned many of the arts which
we often think arc peculiar to times
included within the limits of written I
history. Tluy could not merely build]
strong and beautiful structures of!
masonry and carve statues and shape |
vases that excite th
architects and artists
knew the use of thi
' metals, and formed exquisite orna-
j nu nts of gold and silver.
These things must set one to think-
! ing, for we know that arts and set-
j enecs are long in being developed, re-
j quiring thousands of years, and that
no civilization can grow up except is
the result of ltiany centuries of slow
advance. How far back, then, shouii
we have to go in order to find the real
beginnings of Egypt? Ten thousand
years must be but a step in that long
march of human progress! The
poles of the heavens may have swung
more than once completely round
their great 26.000-year orbit since th**
land of the Nile began to bloom with
cultivation, and its human inhabitants
started on their upward course.
Nothing can hr more interest ng
than these delving** into the past his
tory of the globe since man came
upon It. and the farther that unwrit
ten. but still not unrecorded, history I
stretches back the more the wonder |
grows, for every new discovery plung- j
ing deeper into the ages shows that |
we are yet far from the starting point.
Do Y ou Know--
Rather Late.
Too Lazy.
J
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Advice to the
Lovelorn
THE FOOL
Ey WILLIAM F. KIRK.
There are 20,000 different kinds of
butterflies
At Holbeach (Lines) Parish Church,
in order to get rid of a swarm of
bats, sulphur was burned, and then
the bell ropes were whirled round
and round. In this way thirty-three
bats were killed one evening.
It has been calculated that nearly
300,000,000 feet, or over 55,000 mil* s.
of film are used up yearly to satisfy
the world’s demand for moving pic
tures.
Half the men condemned to death
are executed. In the case of women,
only one out of ten suffers the death
penalty.
By BEATRICE FAIRFAX.
ARE YOU SURE?
Dear Miss Fairfax:
I am a young lady 17 years of
age and come in contact with a
young man two years my senior.
I know this man loves me, and
his love is reciprocated. When
we meet, we always act indiffer
ently. Now, in w hat w'ay can we
get together to keep company, as
I know our parents would not
object, and our friends are aware
of the facts? ANTONETTE.
It takes something more than the
approval of parents and the knowl
edge of mutual friends that they do
approve to make a young man love a
girl.
I want you to have love; It is my
fondest hope for you; but I don't be
lieve this man loves you. You say
he always acts indifferently tow’ard
you. ’ If he loved you, he wouldn’t do
that, and you would not have to look
for a way to win him.
APPEAL TO THE POLICE.
Dear Miss Fairfax:
I kept company with a young
man for three years and expected
to be married in the spring. My
parents objected to him. He was
very jealous and never took me
out or gave me anything. Last
summer I became acquainted with
a man eight years my senior. He
takes me out and says he loves
me. My folks like him and I love
him very dearly. He wants to
marry me. My first lover threat
ens me when he hears I am go
ing to get married. He writes
letters and when I don’t answer
he hangs around my house.
PERPLEXED.
A jealous man like that is a dan
gerous person to know. You mas:
marry the second man. for he is ihe
one you love, and you must put an
, nd to all obnoxious attentions from
the first man. If your father can nit
help you, appeal to the authorities.
NOT SURPRISING.
Dear Miss Fairfax:
1 am a young girl of seventeen.
About three months ago I met a
young man of eighteen. We met
by flirtation. W'hen we had been
acquainted about a month he pro
fessed his love for me, but since
then he has been going w'ith other
girls and is very cool to me.
L. M.
Lightly won, lightly held. An ac
quaintance that begins in flirtation
usually terminates in the girl’s sor
row. The man is convinced she will
comfort herself w’ith the next man
who flirts with her, and holds her love
lightly.
Won’t you please be a little more
reserved next time?
TREAT HIM THE SAME.
Dear Miss Fairfax:
I am 20, and have been keep
ing company for about eight
months. We had an argument and
separated. Now for about tw'o
months we have been ret onciled,
hut he seems rather distant.
What would you advise me to do?
GWENDOLYN.
Evidently his w'rath is still smol
dering, which indicates a sullen, re
sentful disposition. Don’t worry, my
dear, if you lose him. It will prove a
gain in the end.
H
F did not know who font us here
To work and rest and die;
lie did not trusl the aged seer
Who wisely owied the sky.
Out peered the stars through the heavens hors;
The Jvol did not know why.
lie coutd not tell why any man
Should wish his brother ill;
lie sate a starving caravan
Tottering up a hill.
Hr could not sec why this should be
When others ate their fill.
He could not understand the scheme
Men call their marriage rite.
He knew a maid that loved and strayed;
He knew her soul was white.
The Church, her sisters, all the good—
They crushed her in their might.
All these and many other things
He could not comprehend.
To wise men here it seemed so clear
They would have shown their friend;
But he was just a fool, they said.
And would be to the end.
Good Manners in the Home
Clever Hostess.
play
A man traveling in the country met
a middle-aged farmer who said his fa
ther, 00 years old, was still on the
farm where he was born.
"Ninety years old, eh?”
“Yes. father is close to 90.”
"Is his health good?"
“ ’Tain’t much now. He’s been com
plain 11’ for a few months back.”
"What’s the matter with him?”
"I dunno; sometimes I think farm
in’ don’t agree w ith him.”
"Nodles is the laziest man I know.
He has an invention fixed so that by
merely pulling a wire in bed he can
light the fire; but that doesn’t seem
to improve matters."
"Why not?”
"He’s too lazy to pull the wire.”
A German band happened to
under the windows of a house in a
fashionable neighborhood the other
afternoon, w’hen Mrs. B. was "at
home.” They were a fair specimen
of their kind—blaring and noisy, yet
correct in their time and altogether
in movement from long practice. The
butler started out to drive them away,
for they interrupted the music with
in, but Mrs. B. ordered him to invite
them in. A happy thought struck
her.
"Ladies and gentlemen,” she said
five minutes later, "a party of our
friends have consented to give an im
itation of a street band. I now have
the pleasure of introducing them.”
Then the six members of the organ
ization filed awkw'ardly into place and
played a piece. The audience delight
edly declared that the mimicry was
perfect, especially the make-up of the
players, who were recalled half a
dozen times.
"Would you take them for anything
hut genuine street stragglers?” was
asked of a belle.
“Indeed, yes,’’ she confidently re
plied; "they’re clever in their mim
icry. but one can always tell gentle
men, no matter how disguised. I’m
dying to find out who they are.”
By MRS. FRANK LEARNED.
Author of “The Etiquette of New
York To*day."
P ARENTS are conscious of the im
portance of teaching their chil
dren good manners, but very
often they forget that children arc-
quick to detect inconsistencies. If the
parents fail to observe the courtesies
they are trying to teach there will b.
difficulty in instructing children.
If parents are careful to thank chil
dren for any little attention, if they
ask a favor of them always in cour
teous terms, if they reply pleasantly
tc their questions and never indulge
in the rudeness of answering in mon
osyllables or paying no attention to
questions, then the children will learn
to be careful in their own manners.
Children imitate their parents in word
and deed and are susceptible to the
Influence of their looks, voices and
manners.
Feel Resentment.
The resentment children sometimes
feel in being required to observe for
mulas is because they find these
things disregarded by older persons in
the family. Parents, therefore, have
to discipline themselves before they
can train their children. This may
sometimes require the courage to ac
knowledge a mistake, for it is as im
portant to say "I was mistaken,” or
"1 beg your pardon,” as to say "Thank
you.”
Conscientious parents know tha
there can be no training in haphaz
ard methods, or by laying down max
ims and precepts, and that it is not by
claiming to be infallible that they cat.
hope to influence their children, hut
by showing that they are striving
toward high standards of conduct. If
the home atmosphere is that of peace
it is sure to promote contentment. If
there is the everyday' graciousness of
speech and action the influence can
not fail to foster kindness and con
siderateness. There will not be the
mere superficial politeness, but the
true graeiousness of life, a grace
which is deep and enduring.
Home, in its true sense, Is the
training ground for life. The years at
home ar< most important because
habits are being formed which will
influence the entire future. It is there
that we learn to fill our place in re
lation to others; there that we learn
respect for authority and obedience
to law and order. It is in the home
that we learn in childhood the neces
sity of self-control, the importance of
1 ruthf ulness, dutifulness, unselfish
ness, sympathies and courtesy. We
learn to make concessions, to give up
insisting on having our own way, and
we learn to look at things from the
point of view of other people.
High Ideals.
Boys and girls who are taught high
ideals of conduct in the home will no T
fail to exercise kindness and cour
tesy tow ard their companions. / r.
they grow to manhood and woman
hood they will feel bound to show
their best home training in their in
tercourse with the world, out of re
spect to themselves and the dear fam
ily life. The home life may be but a
memory, distant in the years, but the
influence will never be lost.
With the Boy.
Willie—May I go and play now,
ma?
Mother—What? With those rag
ged trousers!
Willie—No; wdth the boy next door.
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A miner, having a large piece of
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house.
"Halloa!” breezily remarked the
landlord. "Going for your holidays.
Jim ?”
admiration of j "Holidays? What holidays?”
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Enjoy the healthful water at the spring or have it shipped to your
home. For sale by all druggists, in sterilized bottles, filled and sealed
at the spring.
Send postal to-day for illustrated booklet, giving rates, location and
description of this ideal place for the summer outing. Address
TATE SPRING HOTEL CO.
S. B. ALLEN, MANAGING DIRECTOR,
TATE SPRI NG, TENN.
ATLANTA MINERAL WATER CO., LOCAL DISTRIBUTORS.
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