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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 Mar
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In business Just before he- he—died
You are right In thinking I would
not be dependent upon my
Hut she has not the means
, . , . port hr both oven If 1 were willing .
afternoon Just two years after to j, av ,. ,j r , HO •-
her first meeting with Gordon Craig. “Oh,” cooed Mias Preston. “you
she found the sad thoughts that had | Poor child! I am so sorry for you '
Mary Danforth rode up home
he elevated on the April
By GARRETT P. SERVISS
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to sup- y ^ * en
ALABASTER TABLE OF FIRST DYNASTY AT GERZEH.
been with her ro long slipping away.
She was sure that her lover was
thinking of her and that on this an
niversary fihe would receive happy
news of him. She almost believed .n
premonitions, and she remembered,
with a slight shudder, how once a
premonition she had had about h a r
father had been the forerunner of his
death not long after. Why might not
one also have a permonltlon of Joyous
happenings?
Ar she left the train at Eighty first
street a voice Raid "lose 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'’” askel
the girl after greetings had been ex
changed.
“I go westward,” replied Mary
briefly.
Working Downtown.
"Oh, too bad, for 1 go to Central
Park West. We are living *n the
same old place, you know, where you
used to come to see us. You never
come now.”
“No," acknowledged Mary “I hare
little time. I am working down
town.”
“Well, I want to talk to you a bit."
Raid Elizabeth Pregton. who had air
ways liked Mary when the Danforth*
were prosperous. “Suppose you walk
with me toward my home, or let me
walk with vou 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 he working for
one’s self,” said Miss Preston as the
two girls sauntered along Eighty-flrxt
street toward Central Park. ”Of
course. 1 have no excuse for doing
that kind of thing, for my father his
plenty of money, and I am the only
daughter left at home. Hut some
times T get a little tired of caw and
luxury and long to be independent.”
Mary tried to smile. ‘"He Jests at
sears who never felt a wound,’. " she
quoted. “Perhaps If you had to work,
you would find what seems 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 busi
ness after your father died ro that
you would not be 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 w'ondered if Eliza
beth Preston was really ignorant of
londitions, 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
IVTLIZED people lived in Egypt
thousand years ago—so
ng ago that the North Star,
which, from the days of the Phoeni
cian navigators, when commerce was
young, until our time, has guided
ships al sea. was then many degrees
from the pole of the heavens, while
another and a brighter star glittered
not far from the north point of the
Hor tomp-r was Ratlin* tho batter ] relpgtla , spherp .
of her discretion, hut Elizabeth ; , , .
Preston’s patronage was unbearable The excavations recently made by
to her. She determined to say no | Professor Petrie, of the British School
Thank you, hut you need not pity
me at all,” retorted Mary testily. “I
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.”
more, hut her companion’s next
speech swept away her harriers of re
serve.
“It was very fine of yon to take
that brave tone about It, Mary,” the
rich girl remarked, “but your trouble
has told on you. You are looking
ten years oloer 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,” Raid Mary, voice hard and
eyes glittering **I expect soon to
change my entire mode of life.”
Thf. other girl eyed her shrewdly.
”1 suspect,” she said in a tone that
was meant to he playful, “that you
are going to get married, my dear.”
Mary shrugged her should *rs.
"Perhaps!” she said nonchalantly.
“Here we are at Eighth avenue, and
I must turn hack 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 '*
sudden sense «.f distaste at tile pros
pect of seeing him at this time seized
her. She w’ould not let him come.
Stepping into a hotel on the corner
of Eighty-first street, she called up
Pearsons’ office. \V$i< n she had left
the office Fletcher had been there
with her employer, and the two had
been smoking so comfortably that he
might possibly he there still. She was
not mistaken, and when *Pearson an
swered the telephone Hhe 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, but meekly, and she con
gratulated herself upon the reprieve.
Like a Phophecy.
As the girl walked along Flighty-
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 be a letter await
ing her! After all what did Elizabeth
Preston’s chatter matter when one’s
heart was so full of peace? Even the
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’ arid
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
y<‘s, thirt was the envelope with
Craig's handwriting on it. She knew
it would be here! With eager flngerH
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, sh*- pulled
out'the single sheet and read it by
the dim light from the hall chande
lier.
fact, which must appear very aston
ishing to those who still retain the
old belief that the world itself is only
about 6,000 years old!
Hut such investigations as those of
Professor Petrie carry the same over
whelming conviction to the reasoning
mind as that which has caused all in
telligent persons to accept the con
clusions or geology concerning the
millions upon millions of years that
the earih has been inhabited by a
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 thare that used to call
«*n us wen we lived ln the city & Ma
wanted to see her.
The naim of Ma’s frend was Missus
.cace. He r husband is a bizness man
in th£ city & every Sommer he sends
his wife up to that lake so he can
have a few weeks rest, & a good
time with the other men.
How do you like it up here, Pa
asked Missus Mace.
Oh, I think it is dredfu'.’y poky, sen
Missus Mace. Thare is so few men
around. Book at them old cats set
ting on the veranda & talking about
pee pul. sne sed. 1 bet every one of
them has ripped all of up up the back
heefoar now. If my husbanu cud af
ford it. I wud go to sum place ware
thare is moar class.
Thev all look prltty good to mo.
sed Pa. Who are those two peaches
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 littel
hops we have here Is sumthlng ter-
ribul. East nite thay went out in a
partv of young peepul & thare hus
bands wasent along. The party dident
git back till needy midnite.
Well, sed Pa, what of it? I .suppose
thare husbands sent them up here to
enjoy themselfs with the young peo-
pul. I wud deerly luv to have been
In that party myself, sed Pa.
I doant think you missed much. A-
thay are all the time talking about
what deers thare husbands is. too, sed
Missus Mace Wen 1 hear a young
married woman talking so much
about her good husband in the city. 1
always think thay are putting on a
lot. & last nite one of them kissed
her husband’s letter about twenty
times wen she got it at the postoffice.
What If she did? sed Pa. I think
that was vary sweet of her. You see.
Pa sed to Missus Mace, she is yung &
deevoted to her husband & lie Is dee-
voted to her. I suppose if they was
middle aged, like you & frend wife
here, thay wud kiss the money order
lusted of the letter. That Is the kind
of letters you wimmen like. Pa sed,
the kind that wen you open them
sumthlng 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 matrors &
you cuddent 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 Red.
Not so fast, sed Ma. Doant git so
enthused all of a sudden. My frend
Missus Mace has been here longer
than vve have apd she ought to kno.v
if the yung ladles she menshuns are
fit company for us
I like to pick my own cumpany. sed
Pa. & oeven if 1 thought I was gif
ting slmpel minded enutf to have
sumhody pick my cumpany. 1
wouldn’t choose a old knocker like
yure friend Missus Mace to pick my
fronds for me.
You are not a gentleman, sed
Misses Mace.
I know It, sed Pa. I am a plain old
rough-neck wlch was all his life so
bunv trying to see good in every
body that he didnt have time to lern
to be yure .kind of a gentleman 1
bdeeve' I will get sumbody to int^r-
duce me to them two yung matrons
How about it, wife? Red Pa. How
about meeting the summer girls?
All rite, sed Ma, sum other sum
mer
Advice to the
Lovelorn
• • •
She was hurriedly adjusting her
veil, and had but a few moments in
which to catch her car.
"Oh, dear,” she murmured, "I can't
find a pin anywhere. I wonder where
—u *he 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 to 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,” replied the Tyke.
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 plaice,” said one, stroking
his whiskers, meditatively. "By the
way, Hiram,” he added, “that new
barn o* yourn get hurt at all?”
“YVal,” drawled the other, ”1 dunno.
1 hain’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.
Ethel—Oh. major, how dreadful for
you both!
“Look here. Boxer, did you call me
a common ass?”
“No, Fopson. I said you were an
uncommon ass.”
“Aw, that’s different. I cawn’t
j stand having anybody call me com*
proles-Imon, y’imow.”
ANIMAL FIGURES AT MEMPHIS.
great variety of animals, some of
whose descendants, but little changed
In their forms, are co-dwellers with
us to-day upon this ancient planet.
The nature of the excavations made
by Professor Petrie in Egypt may be
clearly seen in the photographs
which are here reproduced.
Wgrks 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, whiPh that won
derful, prehistoric people made for
themselves.
There, too, you see some of the
skeletons of the “sacred" animals
which they honored with burial cere
monies hardly less elaborate than
those which were devoted to their
kings, queens and rulers. Professor
Petrie and h!s assistants have un
covered not less than 800 ancient
graves, none of which are less than
about 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 are peculiar to times ! his nose,
included within the limits of written I house,
history. They could not merely build j “Halloa
strong and beautiful structures of i landlord.
metals, and formed exquisite orna
ments of gold and silver.
These things must set one to think
ing, for wo know that arts and sci
ences are long in being developed, re
quiring thousands of years, and that
no civilization can grow up except as
the result of many centuries of slo f \r
advance. How far back, then, shorn 1
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 the
land of the Nile began to bloom with
cultivation, and its human inhabitants
started on their upward course.
Nothing can be more interesting
than these delvings into the past his
tory of the globe since man came
upon it, and the farther that unwrit
ten, but still not unrecorded, history
stretches back the more the wonder
grows, for every new discovery plung
ing deeper into the ages shows that
we are yet far from the starting point.
At Holbeach (Lines) Parish Church,
in order to get rid of a swarm of
hats, 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
300,00( >00 feet, or over 55,000 miles,
of film are used up yearly to satisfy
the world’s demand for moving pic
tures.
Half the men condemned to death
aTe executed. In the case of women,
only one out of ten suffers the death
penalty.
Rather Late.
A man traveling in the country met
a middle-aged farmer who said his fa
ther. 90 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
plainin’ for a few months back.”
"What’s the matter with him?”
”1 dunno; sometimes I think farm
in’ don’t agree with him.”
masonry and carve statues and shape
vases that excite the admiration of
architects and artists to-day, but they
knew the use of the most precious
Had It Labeled.
A miner, having a large piece of
sticking plaster over the bridge of
went into a local public
” breezily remarked the
"Going for your holidays,
Jim ?”
“Holidays? What holidays?”
“Well, I see you’ve got your trunk
labeled,” replied the landlord.
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Too Lazy.
“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.”
By BEATRICE FAIRFAX.
ARE YOU SURE?
Dear Miss Fairfax:
I am a young lady 17 years of
age anfl come in contact with a
young man two years my senior.
I know this man loves me, and
his love is reciprocated. When
ie meet, we always act indiffer
ently. Now, in w’hat way can we
get together to keep company, as
I know our parents would not
object, and our friends are aware
of the facts? ANTONETTB.
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 acta indifferently toward
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 i
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 j
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- j
gerous person to know. You must
marry the second man. for he is the
one you love, and you must put an
» nd to all obnoxious attentions from
the first man. If your father can n*»t
help you, appeal to the authorities.
NOT SURPRISING.
Dear Miss Fairfax:
I am a young girl of seventeen.
About three months ago I met a
young man of eighteen. We met
by flirtation. When we had been
acquainted about a month he pro
fessed his love for me, but since
then he has been going with 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 with 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 two
months we have been reconciled,
but he seems rather distant.
What would you advise me to do?
GWENDOLYN.
Evidently his wrath 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.
Clever Hostess.
A German band happened to play
under the windows of a house in a
fashionable neighborhood the other
afternoon, when 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 th e 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 awkwardly 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
but 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 ov^t who they are.”
H
THE FOOL
By WILLIAM F. KIRK.
E did not know who sent us here
To work and rest and die;
He did not trust the aged seer
Who wisely owled the sky.
Out peered the stars through the heavens’ bars;
The fool did not know why.
He could not tell why any man
Should wish his brother ill;
He saw a starving caravan
Tottering up a hill.
He could not see why this should be
When others ate their fill.
He could not understand the scheme
Hen call their marriage rite.
He knew a maid that loved and strays
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
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 are
quick to detect inconsistencies. If the
parents fail to observe the courtesies
they are trying to teach there will be
uifficulty 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
ln the rudeness of answering ln mon
osyllables or paying no attention to
questions, ihtn 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
“I beg your pardon,” as to say “Thank
you.”
Conscientious parents know’ tha
there “fan 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 can
hope to influence their children, but
by showing that they are striving
toward high standards of conduct. If
the home atmosphere is that of peace
it is sqre 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 graciousness of life, a grace
which is deep and enduring.
Home, in its true sense, Is the
training ground for life. The years at
home are 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 ln the home
that we learn in childhood the neces
sity of self-control, the importance of
truthfulness, dutifulness, unselfish
ness, sympathies and courtesy. We
learn to make concessions, to give up
insisting on having our own w r ay, 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 ln the home will no T .
fall to exercise kindness and cour
tesy toward their companions. Ae
they grow to manhood and woman
hood they will feel bound to show
their best home training ln their in
tercourse with the world, out of re
spect to themselves and the dear fam
ily life. *The home life may be hut 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; with the boy next door.
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L C. Smith & Bros.
Typewriter
Bsll Bearing; Long Wearing.
Condensed billing has been adopted by many
business houses on account of its time-saving
features.
The L. C. Smith & Bros.
Typewriter
is particularly adapted to this service and re
quires no extra attachments.
The pressure roll lock and release device, the
tabulator, the back spacer and the paper gauge
make the L. C. Smith & Bros, typewriter a com
plete condensed billing machine.
These conveniences are part of the typewriter
—not attachments—and there is no additional
cost.
Write for free bookleV'The Measure of Worth.” It
explains how ball bearings make the L. C. Smith &
Bros, typewriter the easiest running and most dura
ble writing machine.
L. C. Smith & Bros. Typewriter Co.
Head Office for Domestic and Foreign Business
SYRACUSE, N. Y.
Atlanta Branch, 12 i N. Pryor St.,
Atlanta, Ga.