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MAIN SHEET-Part II. ALL THE LATEST NEWS. [CAN MAIN SHEET-Part II. ALL THE LATEST NEWS. A T a popular resort, frequented largely by Atlantans, I am in formed that the arrival of The Sunday American Is hailed with In terest by not only the women, but the men as well. One day a few weeks ago the paper failed to get in on time, and the next morning’s mail was be ing opened by early risers before breakfast. One young matron, whose second-story window' overlooked a porch on t*he first floor, jumped out of bed and hung over the window sill to hear one of a party of women ~nd men who was reading Polly Peach tree’s “Chatter” aloud. As she be came more intere d, she leaned out farther and farther to catch the read ing, until all at once she felt herseif slipping. A fearful kick and scramble caused her husband, who was indulging in a morning shave close by, to catch her as she started out, saving her in the nick of time from falling suddenly and very much dishabille in the midst of the group of friends who were dis cussing (both approvingly and dis approvingly) Polly's chatter. * * * S PEAKING of myself, I am re minded of the remark made by a lady in my hearing th e other day. A group of women were dis cussing my identity, which still re mains a matter of moment to many, it appears. She said that I was wise to conceal my identity, for curiosity alone would serve to arouse interest. (Query: Did she mean to imply that curiosity was ADD that aroused in terest in Polly Peachtree?) To prove this, she told of a young man who came to Atlanta a number of years ago and who was introduced into society. The first time he went out he didn’t arouse much interest, but the second time—he wore a dif ferent pair of trousers. Perhaps that didn’t attract much attention—I am not sure about how many times it took for the trousers to catch inter- es, but anyway, it so happened that every time he went anyw’here the man w r ore a different pair of trou sers. People took to counting those trousers—and looking for them, and their wearer became the most inter esting man in town. Everybody be came excited over the variety and number of his tr^sc^rs; folks invited him to their homes, to see if he would wear another new pair—and so the thing went on. The young man. apparently in abso lute ignorance of the excitement thought his personal popularity was something to b e proud of. One day, though, in casual conversati Dn, he un fortunately mentioned the number of pairs of trousers he had. And imme diately everybody lost interest in him. And he dropped out of sight, along with the rest of the population of or dinary young men. That woman’s story gave me a “pointer.” • * • T HE attraction of the camping party at Silver Dake of whicn I told you last week, continues to hold the company of young folks. Indeed I hear that the return of one of the young men’s sweethearts from a visit in Chattanooga failed to bring him back to town—that is, for per- anent residence, though I believe, he makes the trip to and from Silver Dake every evening just to sit on her front porch till bedtime. * • • - r- HE case of Becky” has been I played recently ly a well- * known Atlanta girl and an other gill—who is also rather well known and popular. The good girl and the bad girl, however, were played by two persons instead of a dual personality. The bad girl not having as large a bank account to draw from as the other girl, pro ceeded to buy what she wanted from a number of the leading stores in the city and charge them to the father of the other girl. It is said the two looked so much alike that when the girl impersonat ing the richer of the two directed that her purchases be “charged to father,” the shopgirls and women who had been waiting on the girl she im personated for many years were com pletely fooled. However, the career of “Becky” has been cut short by discovery; but the bona fide daughter of her father has been compelled to cancel all of her accounts in order to stop the other girl's adventurous career. • • • OU’VE noticed how the Atlanta ' papers have lately omitted the extravagant praise which once upon a time accompanied the an nouncements of engagements, haven't you? Well, I've found out the reason. A certain little paper in Missouri has so far eclipsed the Atlanta society editors in writing up the personal charms of the bride-to-be that our local young women writers have quit In despair. I append the latest achievement of this paper on the sub ject, so that you may see for your selves that it can’t be beaten: • The bride is a young lady of won drous fascination and remarkable at tractiveness, for with manners as en chanting as the wand of a siren and a disposition as sw^et as the odors of flowers and spirits as Joyous as the caroling of birds, and mind as bril liant as those glittering tresses that adorn the brow of. winter, and with heart as pure as dewdrops trembling in violets, she will make the home of her husband a paradise of enchant ment like the lovely home of her girl hood, where the heaven-toned harp of marriage, with its chords of love and devotion and fond endearments sent forth the sweetest strains that ever thrilled senses with the Rhythmic pulsing of ecstatic rapture.” Incidentally, young gentlemen, how would you like to win a girl like that? » * * T HE latest exploitation of the “nerve” of a married man who is destined to figure largely in court news soon was the entertain ment last week by him of his ste nographer and a party of her friends at one of the exclusive clubs to which he belongs. Few people knew the identity # of the party, excepting the host, but those who did were wondering why the club management had not recalled his card, in view of the known facts in the case. * * • D O you remember the story of the girl with the red parasol and the street car flirtation, which I recounted several weeks ago? Well, that story, I suppose, w r as responsible for a young man’s getting into trou ble the other day. He was on a car with a mighty pretty girl and decided to try the same experiment. So he dropped his card, with phone number attached, in the gir’'s lap. Alas! she was married, and was one of those kind who likes her husband to know what a good looking and much-to- be-desired wife he has. so she gave him the young man’s card! The husband did the “calling up,” and the young man was “called down.” However, he says, the girl had pretty brown eyes, and they were eyes that wouldn’t behave, too, so I am inclined to think the husband will have the worst of the bargain in the long run. • • • S LITTLE conversation made at a resort very popular with At lantans has reached me, and somehow' has set me to thinking. An Atlantan was taking a stroll down the board walk w’ith one of the natives, a rather simply attractive j little girl, when the following conver sation took place: "There’s a girl from your town,** said the girl. “How do you know?” asked the man. “Oh, we can always tell an Atlanta girl here,” she replied. “How?” queried the man, who was rather proud of his townswomen— “by their get-up?” "No, indeed, by their make-up,” was the unexpected answer. Now, I must confess ..at I stand on the fence and agree with both the man and the maid, for I grant that while a large number of Atlanta girls could be chosen from many by their charming s y’le, equally as many could be distinguished by the color of thei-' Complexions. » • * * I N Paris they say pearls are the jewels seen everywhere that Fash ion congregates, and gardenias the flower most favored by Milady de la Mode. The chic Parisienne wears the pearl necklace and a gardenia with her afternoon toilet, and with the evening costume she dons a more gorgeous display of pearls and a corsage of gardenias. Two of Atlanta’s modish young women brought back with them from a stay abroad this summer the fad of wearing thq new long pearl neck lace, the pearls somewhat larger than we have been used to seeing, and hanging in a loop nearly to the waist line. Mrs. Frank Adair and Miss Deone Dadson, who, by the way, have been wearing some beautiful toilets since their return, have used these necklaces with afternoon and evening costumes. The fashion is really an exquisite one for a woman who has a fine com plexion. for the pearls impart an add ed fairness to the skin. By the w’ay, I think charming Mrs. Adair was very much improved by her extended stay abroad, judging from her looks. She and her sister. Leone—the two being together at nearly all the summer affairs—are among the prettiest and most beau tifully gowned women at any of the social affairs they attend. At East Dake the other afternoon I noticed that with the pearl necklaces both of the sisters wore white. Mrs. Adair’s gown was of the simplest in cut, with ATLANTA, GA., SUNDAY, AUGUST 31, 1913. Proposes to Bring Up Baby Devilfish Californian to Attempt What Scient ists Have Declared Impossibility. most up-to-date Hnes — drooping shoulders, draped skirt, decollete neck w'ith soft ruffles and fashioned of white crepe. Miss Ladson wore a wonderful lingerie creation, which seemed to be made entirely of hand- embroidered mull or something of the kind, and trimmed sparingly with thread lace. • * * L ET me tell you a good Joke on a popular young married man of the city. He is a clever young fellow', with a» pretty and charming a wife as there is in town. Both of them have been used to all the lux uries that the families of successful professional men enjoy, and so it has been rather hard for them to learn the economies necessary In the me nage of a young professional man at the beginning of hia career. Being clever and put upon his met tle by necessity, the young man has adopted the method of giving checks and “beating it” to the bank—or not “beating it," Just as the state of his finances would allow. These checks had been turned down so many times the young man’s friends had been chaffed a bit about his high financier ing. Of course, the checks w ere made good in the long run, but they weren’t considered so desirable as ready money. One day the young man went into the store of a friend and said: “Say, T » can you change a $10 bill for me?” “Oh, yes,” responded T , with suspicious alacrity, and he hand ed out a $5 bill and one of the checks which his friend had given him and failed to overtake before It got to the bank. "I guess that’s all right?” he asked, and the “entrapped” young man had to nod a forlorn assent! • • • D AME RUMOR has been busy for the last two years coupling the names of many pretty girls with that of Vincent Astor. And last week I heard the name of an Atlanta girl In this connection. As it came to me this young woman had quite a flirta tion with young Vincent. I am not at ali sure that this is so, but I do know- that one of this young woman’s “dearest friends” is telling about her conquest of the world’s richest young man. The talking friend is quoted as say ing that she wants Atlanta to know how much attention the aforesaid young woman has been receiving— even Vincent Astor being muchly im pressed—“simply crazy about her.” was what her fond friend said. I am sure if this paragraph reaches the Newport young women who are cher ishing hopes of young Astor. and his fortune, they will be vastly distressed. • • • H ANDS OFF” is the invisible sign which the near-debutantes have hung upon the shoulders of one young man in Atlanta. The reason of this concerns the event which broke up a party last week. A charming member of this young set—girls of seventeen or thereabouts —gave a small dance, and among those present was an embryo flirt, who is learning, at so early an age to be “all things to all men." Of course, the young hostess in vited her fiance to the party, also; and when, about an hour and a half after festivities commenced, she missed the flirt and her best beloved from the assembled company she instituted a search whieh revealed the missing couple seated in a cozy cor ner of the porch, and using the cozy corner as cozy corners are to be used —for gentle embraces and sweet kisses. The young hostess, who is not old enough to dissemble, proceeded to put a full stop to the cozy corner flirtation, and what is more, gave pos itive orders for the girl to leave her house instantly. She even went so far as to look up the girl’s escort and tell him to “clear out and take that person with him.” He “cleared, “the person" also; and the remainder of the company. Now the girls all say they aren’t going to have any thing to do with that girl’s beau. * • • T HE illness of several of Atlanta’s popular bachelors has been a source of much w-orry to their many young women friends, as a mat ter of course. If any of the girls in terested in one of these men had over heard the remark of a dear old lady who is a favorite aunt of one young man. as I did, the other day, their anxiety might have been increased. She was asked if J was out of danger. "Not yet,” she replied, “the trained nurse is still with him.” G.A.H.GBEETING Northern Veterans to Meet, Sep tember 19-20, for First Time on Southern Soil. DIXIE SOLDIERS ARE INVITED Great Preparations Made to En tertain 300,000 Visitors at Historic Battlefield. CHATTANOOGA. Aug. 30.—On the very spot that veterans of the Con federacy celebrated their twenty-third annual reunion Just three months ago the Grand Army of the Republic will hold its forty-seventh encampment, and the land on which the meeting takes place has been hallowed by the blood of men who wore the gTay and soldiers of the blue. For the first time since the close of the struggle between the States the Grand Army holds its encampment on Southern soil. It is regarded ns typically fitting that the place is Chattanooga, around w'hich many of the most spectacular battles were fought. It is held as no less fitting that the time will be September 19-20, the fif tieth anniversary of the battle of Chickamauga. which came so near halting the invasion of the South by the Army of the Cumberland. Great Reception Planned. Chattanooga has made mammotn preparations for the entertainment of the veterans of the blue. As soon as the Confederate reunion closed last May and the G. A. R. had accepted Chattanooga’s invitation the people of the Tennessee city began making their arrangements. One hundred thousand persons at tended the Confederate reunion. To care for them was a gigantic task, and it is expected that at least 300,000 will attend the encampment. Always from 200,000 to 600,000 peo ple have attendee these meetings of the G. A. R., but never has a meeting been held in a city so ripe with his torlc interest as Chattanooga, or a city where the personal viewpoint ap peals to so many. In view' of this enormous influx of visitors, the executive committee of the Incorporated Encam-pment Asso elation is composed in large part of the leaders who served in similar ca pacity in May. ’Hie records, proper ties, employees and experience are all carried forward into the new' organi zation. thus assuring that blunders due to inexpeirence will be obviated. Many Historic Scener. Of the historic scenes around Chat tanooga Chickamauga may well be placed at the front. On this field there fell, in round numbers, 35,000 men, which, when divided, shows about 25 per cent of each army and 33 per cent on each side for the troops actually engaged. Then there are Lookout Mountain, the scene of a thrilling charge by the Federal troops against obstinate defense; Missionary Ridge, stormed by the Northern troops without orders, and taken. Casual ties in all the battles of the Chatta nooga district numbered about 47,000. Part of the field of Chickamauga is now occupied by a garrison of United States regular troops, this post soon to be increased for a brigade. Many thousand acres form a Govern ment reservation, the Chlckamauga- Chattanooga National Military Park, on w'hich there are 2,000 memorials and monuments. Silent testimony to the military op erations around Chattanooga is found In the National Cemetery, where lie buried about 12,0)0 soldiers; and In a well-ordered Confederate cemetery, where an attractive entrance ani large monument mark the South’s devotion to her beloved defenders. Dozens of special entertainment features are being arranged. Chief among the events wi’l be a sham bat tle between regiments of the regular army on Chickamauga field, conclud ing at historic Snodgrass Hill. This is sure to be of intense interest to the old soldiers. Signal fires will be lighted every evening on Signal Point, reproducing the beacons that burned during the long campaign of 1863. “Battle Above Clouds.” Another spectacular feature will be a reproduction of the “Battle Above the Clouds” in fireworks on Lookout Mountain, 2.500 feet above the sea level and 1.500 feet above the vallev In which Chattanooga is situated. It Is plann^cl to be one of the great est fireworks spectacle ever staged In the United States. A collision between two passenger trains, a steamboat reception and dinner to visiting officials of the G. A. R. and hydroplane flights will also be features. There also will be a number of regimental and brigade re unions during encampment week. Wilder’s brigade will hold a reunion, as will also the Army of the Cum berland. Many of the regiments that fought in the Chattanooga battles will hold reunions* the dates to be announced later. While the encampment is io no sense a joint reunion of the blue and gray, as was held July 4 at Gettys burg. the soldiers of the North are anxious that the veterans of the South fraternize with them during the meeting. Colonel Adam Foust, of Warren. Ind.. president of the Chickamauga Survivors’ Association. Union veter ans. has issued a cordial invitation to Confederate survivors to meet with his comrades in a reunion on Chick amauga battled Id September 2() near the 75th and 101st Indiana regiment al monuments on the west side of Poe field. This invitation is issued to all Confederate .urvivors of the battle, but Colonel Foust is desirous that all survivors who were with the lamented General W. P«. Bate shall attend. He allude^ to the Bate* men as those “who gave us so much trou ble that day." DONG BEACH, CAD., Aug. 30.—In an effort to accomplish what hus heretofore been declared impossible by scientists, bringing to maturity a baby devilfish, will be attempted by Dr. W. S. i,eroy, a scientist of Ap pleton, who is a summer tourist in Dong Beach. Dr. Leroy discovered the tiny oc topus, so small that It can only be seen distinctly under a magnifying glass, attached to a tiny piece of coral on the beach here this morn ing. He will construct a glass case in which fres«h sea water will be cir culated In the effort to bring the deep sea creature to maturity. The tiny inhabitant of the ocean has lost two of its spider-like tenta cles, evidently in a fight with some other member of its species, but otherwise is in apparently health} condition. The remaining tentacles are about two inches in length and of such strength that force was nec essary in prying them from the rock to which they were fastened. Girl Sunday School Teacher Also Forger Dual Life of Pittsburg Young Woman Is Bared in a Remark able Confession. 1 SERVED 17 YEARS FOR ANOTHER’ "F*+ +»4- +e4- 1 •i-e4- •!•••!• +•* +•+ +•+ Sailor Freed From Atlanta Prison +#•!• +.4. 4.*+ Thomas Bram’s Heart Not Bitter T HOMAS M. C. BRAM. just paroled from the Atlanta Fed eral prison, where he served six of the seventeen years he has spent in a cell after being sentenced to life for slaying three persons on the bark Herbert Fuller, July 13, 1896, on the high seAs. of which crime he declares he is innocent, assert ing further that he will spend the remainder of his life clearing his name. PITTSBURG, Auk. 30.—Carrie Elizabeth Wilson, alias Graham. 22. leads a dual existence, according to her own confession. Sometime? she is a Sunday school teacher ir. Brookline, with six to eight little girls in her class, and sometimes she earns a precarious livelihood by forging names and pretending to be other persons, she says. The charge of false pretense and forgery she admitted, but told a story' that she expected to extenuate her offense. According to the girl’s story, she needed money to pay room rent and board, and she forged the name of Mrs. R. R. Hough, of Knoxville, to account slips in a local department store and obtained Jewelry and cloth ing thereby. \> /■l ■■J Clubman Flees Into Wilds From Gossip San Diego Society Leader Becomes Hermit When He Tires of ‘Butterfly’ Life. SAN DIEGO, CAL., Aug. 30.-^Iohn W. Drummond, clubman and society man, son of the American tobacco magnate, now owns a little beauty spot on the old Casa Grande Indian Reservation. Weary of metropolitan society, seeking surcease from the scandal thrown at him, thirsting for a life of simplicity, Drummond stumbled upon the place. Now he lives there, dress ing in a tattered bathrobe and a pair of sandals. % Drummond, whoso money could buy him the luxuries of the day, sleeps in a roughly built house on the spot where the aborigines slept, drinks from the same spring and spends his time and entertains his friends under the same trees. Bram’s Own Story of the Herbert Fuller Alystery Rich Clubman Won By Polite Phone Girl Operator’s Courtesies Cause Presi dent of Exclusive Bachelor Or ganization to Resign. By THOMAS M. C. BRAM. I’ve PITTSBURG, Aug. 30.—“Number, please.” “Grant—Grant—let me see; forgotten—can you help me?” “Certainly. Will you tell me whom you want?” Sweet voiced and winsome. Miss Margaret Cecelia Morgan, of Home stead, relief operator of the Home stead, Braddock and Duquesne telf phone exchanges, thus gave kind and courteous attention to the calls of Thomas J. Kane, president of an ex clusive club for young bachelors of Homestead. Now they are married. As a result eighteen fellow bache lors of the Bellefonte Club, Home stead, to-day are cynical. Greeted by Snores, Uses Fists on Wife Paterson Man Resents Drowsy Wel come, and Lands in Court—Pa roled in Mate’s Custody. PATERSON, N. J , Aug 30. After James Ruddy, of No. 326 Grand street, was releases! from the Isolation Hos pital, he entered his home In anticipa tion of a warm reception. He found Mrs. Ruddy asleep. “How are you. dear?” he asked. “Zzzz," from Mrs. Ruddy. “Then I couldn’t keep In,” said Rud dy to the Recorder when arraigned. The appearance of his wife's face was proof of what he said. The court paroled Ruddy in the cus tody of his wife. He promised to be good. I was born on the Island of St. Kitts, a British possession in the Car ibbean Sea, 47 years ago. My father was a Dutchman, my mother an Eng lishwoman. My boyhood days being spent on this out-of-the-way island, my ambition naturally centered on a sea career. First I served before the mast, but I was an apt sailor and at the age of 24 I was master of my own vessel, a brig, called the Twilight. Later I was master of the schooner China. After attaining my majority I was naturalized as an American citizen and made my shore home in New York, where my family Is now. As an American citizen I shipped in June of 1896 as first mate of the bark Herbert Fuller, carrying a cargo of lumber and a few passengers from Boston to Rio de le Platte, in South America. She was a trim ship with a capable master and crew tind 1 was well satisfied with my berth. Tells of Triple Slaying. On the night of July 13 1 took the deck watch at midnight. In the after- house the captain, his wife, the sec ond mate and a passenger named Monks were sleeping. William Brown, a seaman, was at the wheel. It was a fair night w'ith little sea running and I paced the deck with no thought that this peaceful calm was to be broken by as horrible a crime as was ever committed. I went into the waist of the ship, passing among the lumber which was piled waist high, to see that all was well. t My first hint of the tragedy came when I heard what I thought to be a cry. I rushed back on deck and met the passenger Monks. He excitedly told me that he Bad just discovered the dead bodies of the captain, his wife and a passenger. With him 1 ran aft to the cabin and found out his entire statement was true save that the third dead person was the second mate. Three Slain With Ax. All three had been killed with some heavy, sharp weapon. The discovery of a blood-stained ax proved that this was the weapon that had been used. With the death of the Captain and the second mate, L as first and only officer aboard, took immediate com mand. I refused to permit the bodies to be buried at sea, thinking perhaps that if they were brought into port they w'ould furnish the police with some clew to the mystery which was completely baffling to me. How'ever, as we had no embalming instruments and fluids and no one aboard knew anything of this art, I realized that the health of all hands demanded that they could no/ be kept aboard. The only solution as I could see it was to make the Jolly boat fast with a long tow line, place the bodies in this craft and in this way make the nearest port. Accused by the Sailor. This I did, and with this ghastly convoy bobbing in our wake, we made Halifax. Nova Scotia. In the mean time, however, I had the sailor Brown placed in Irons as a suspect. I had no particular evidence against him, except that he was to my knowl edge the only man awake In the after part of the bark. Soon after I did this Brown startled the entire ship by making a state ment declaring that, from his post ai: the wheel, he had seen me enter the aft cabin, take the ax and slay the captain, his wife and the second mate. He gave no motive. He simply de clared that 1 did it. Though I was the only officer aboard, I promptly sur rendered to the crew as soon a? 1 heard Continued on Next Page, Co’umn 2. Leaves Vengeance to Almighty, but Declares He Will Devote Life to Clearing Himself of Charge He Murdered Three on High Seas. First Act Is to Buy, With Part of Scanty Store, Flowers for Man Who Aided Him, Warden Moyer. Anxiously Seeking Employment. Seventeen years spent in prison, seventeen years when his only hope was that by some kind stroke of Providence he would not have to die there, seventeen years when every second of the time he says he knew he was receiving the punishment that another had earned, all this ha* been the lot of Thomas M. C. Bram, re cently released from the Atlanta Federal penitentiary and Bram to-day declares that he has bitterness in his heart for no man. The vengeance, which another man would seek, he declares he is willing to leave to the Almighty. His oniy purpose in life now la to earn 4n honorable livelihood and to so conduct himself that the Attorney General of the United States will see that the President issues him full pardon, in stead of the parole he now enjoys, und restore his civil rights. He cares little whether the real criminal in the famous “Herbert I uller" mystery is brought to Justice. He cares only that his name be cleared of the black crime of the slaying of three persons on the high seas and endeavoring to fix the blame on another. Looks Picture of Health. Bram Is 47 years old. Though he looks the picture of health, his years in prison have told oil him. The lit tle hair he has on his head is as white as snow. His mustache is White, but the healthy outdoor life he led until the Jail key turned on him and his life in the Atlanta prison have served him in good stead. The tan of the sea sun and the wind-lashed face of a mariner are now his. His skin is as ruddy as that of a healthy baby. Hi* eye Is as bright as that of an ambitious boy. His broad shoulders are held well thrown back. His build denotes tre mendous strength which the prison could not rob him of. There is little of the old salt about him. In appearance he is a well- dressed, sturdy business man. In conversation he could be anything from a banker to a clergyman. He declares he does not drink, smoke, nor swear. He Is at peace with the world. It Is impossible to view him and connect Bram as the principal of this mystery of the deep, sea, this prob lem that his freedom makes more in tricate Instead of clearing. Sees Auto First Time. Wednesday when he walked out of the walls a free man, he entered the first automobile he had ever seen. The first money that he had spent in seventeen years was spent to buy a bouquet of flowers for Warden Moyer of the penitentiary, who has been his staunch friend In his fight for freedom. This struggle for parole has been hardly less dramatic than the crime which. Justly or unjustly, he served so long. Never for one second since he passed into a cell has he ceased to struggle, not only to enjoy the air that free men breathe, but to en joy every privilege of a man who has never felt the brand of crime. Six years ago tie came to the At lanta penitentiary from the Massa chusetts State Prison, where he had served eight years. He had once been sentenced to die. He had fought against death on the gallows, and he had won this fight, even though he was doomed to spend the rest of his days behind prison bars. But life meant opportunity for him to continue his struggle for ultimate exoneration, and he fought on. His first real opportunity came when he entered the Atlanta prison. Warden Moyer, ever the friend of the pris oners, became peculiarly interested ih the case of Bram. He made a model prisoner. He boasts of the fact that during his fourteen years of penal servitude, no harsh word has been spoken to him. No mark of bad conduct has been placed against his name. Moyer became convinced of this seaman's innocence. He introduced Bram to George Freeman and Harry Perkerson, Peachtree street tailors, who became interested in his case and immediately started out to ob tain his release. At that time the parole law did not extend to life