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Z> by
. lfia, ►- isiaraaHaMl Mr*«*
TO DAY’S INSTALLMENT.
pauseo and hr . ould bear her
>»urtrk breathing.
**Wfiat you My la probably \er\ true.
Itf i*«. Uoyd, he »aid quietly, after h
little pau*e. “Hut why * hop Id you
cW’
"In other words, *h« replied ae quiet
ly, "It Is none of my particular •on
oem No—don t interrupt It it only
my concern as a v«r>" dear friend. You
mav not give me that title on >«»ur
•ade, but I take it on mine Leaving
that aside, there i* 'he dun of r uceeen
J hate failure and, above ail, 1 hate
failure in a man w»--* h** pot in him
th* elements of failun Vou have not
>fr. Allan If it wer< nothing 1 -^.
father pick* men *oo well to make *
mistake in «o big an enterprise a* tliir
It hurts me to see you throwing away
the one thing that ou\* lived for
quitting under fire, burying \ ourself
alive, instead of taking your place on
tbe firing line
Allan stared itraight out be tort mtn
I or a few minute*, and th n lie Mulled
a weary little emtio.
“Mies Lloyd," he said, “in spite of the
way you word It, I understand how
great a compliment you art paying me.
I haven’t quit under fire There is no
battle, tior even an active hick-- I'm
jua* being starved out I am cut oft
from my source of supplies, and for th«
present, at least, there can be no
thought of an active campaign
"Why not?" she demanded.
He gave her a quick, curious look.
Certainly she must know why.
"We have no money," he replied
briefly.
"Well, how oo you suppose you are
going to get money? Who is going to
get it if you don’t? And how are you
going to get it while you are burled
down here? I don’t know of any one
who is going to hire detective* to run
you down and tie you while they can
force i notify upon you *' Al'an laughed
» little, silently, and then turned grave
"I have tried everything 1 can think
of, Mies Uoyd," ha said, in a tone that
indicated that the conversation was be
coming a bore. This the girl ignored.
"Did you talk" to father?" she demand
ed, though she knew every detail of the
negotiations.
Align nodded "Of course
"Well?”
"Mr Uoyd did not hold out me
slightest hope that any money could
be raised in the near future^'
This time it was the girl who luugheu
silently. He gtvi her a puzzled, curious
look
"When was that?" ahe asked
"Last November.
"A year ago!" she exclaimed re
proachfully. "No wonder! Father's
hfcnds were very much tied then- he
was Just rounding up the remnants of
the panic Everything lb very different
now ’
A quick flush, a gleam of hope leaped
to Allan’s fact
"Do you mean that you think your
father *«** some hope of raising money
again?" .je asked, and hla voice trem
bled slightly.
"I am sure of it. wu& the unexpect
ed reply. It wun fully ten seconds before
Allan could trust himself to speak again.
The girl appreciated the cfTect of her
owti words.
"Whu -how e. hat make- you think
ao?" Hi* voice was almost husky with
emotion.
She did pot answer at once. Hhe ap
peared to be reflecting.
"Mr. Allan," site -ai l with some tim
idity, real or feigned If 1 would—If I
were to trust you with what is practi
cally a coufldeme, you would not be
tray me you would l»c careful, vouldn’t
you?
'•Of course!" he cried eagerly, and
then he remembered. "But if it is a
confidence He left the sentence
open
Aga in sht appeared to he turning
something over In her mind. Allan
waited with a heating heart, his eyes
hungrily trying to read the beautiful
tu£e. She wo* buttoning and unbut
toning a glove
HI tell you," she derided "There ;•
hot only a chance, hut a practical cer
tainty, If you handle the matter with
your old skill 1 talked thin over with
rather—a sort of final talk—the other
day. He said that there was no < hance
that the public could be Induced to in
vest for at least a year after work had
been resumed and wa« showing the best
results.
" ‘Well. 1 said can t vou and some of
your friends put up the money to carry
on the work until the public it; ready
to come in again?
" T’osslhl.v. said father? ‘In fact, I
am almost certain that some such ar
rangement could now be made If we had
uny assurance*: that Allan feels
able to go on and finish the
work We can t go to him and cross-
examine him about It That's on* rea
son I Imped you would be able to induce
him to call. Now, then, Mr. Allan, in
the vernacular of the street. It seems to
me that it c up to you!
Mian v a» boldine lna handkerchief
uo to his face a* if be had been per
spiring. When he lowore.1 it hi* cheeks
were flushed and there was a utrange
glitter In hit* eyes He reached over
J without » word ami pressed her gloved
I hand in his until th* pain almost mads
her cry out.
"! wonder," she smiled, "1 wonder If
! now. vou would come to dinner, auy
th* day after to-morrow. *
"Would I? he laughed uncertainly.
"Why. Mm* Uoyd, you’d have to call out
the militia to keep me sway "
The car drew up to the door of the
administration building it nd Allan step
ped out.
"t'nti: day after to-morrow." he said,
holding her hand for an instant. “And —
God bless you’”
And as the big car darted off, Miss
Uoyd leaned hack against the cushions,
rubbing her bruised Angers softly
against her cheek, with a little* trium
phant smile on her Hr**
More Fencing.
There was no doubt that Uoyo was
glad to sec Allan. If for no other
reason he would have been glad
because the presence of tha Tun
ned master gave pleasure to his daugh
ter. Mr. IJoyd did not pride himself
on his social diplomacy, but he was a
delightful host an<i his daughter was
the one living thing that he loved.
Xllau thought when Ethel entered the
library where they were taking a cock-
tall before dinner that ho had never
scon so magnificent * woman Hhe wore
th* price of an office building on her
shoulders and In her hair, but without
any adornment she would have been
striking fihe was fully as tall us hs
was, with long limbo and slender, broad
and slightly eloping shoulders. Even In
her amazing dinner gown she moved
with the easy, sleepy grace of a wild
thing
"Diana civilized! vllsn exclaim ©d
under his breath.
"Why, how do you do, Mr. Allan!”
she exclaimed. “1 told rather you had
finally written to accept an Invitation,
but that he’d better not beiievo It until
he had seen you.”
Allan quickly grasped the idea that
her father was not to know of bar
visit to Tunnel City."
"T cams a* soon as I could, Miss
Uoyd," he replied.
"Well, we’ll have to arrange things
so that you can come more frequently
won't we. father?"
By all means," smiled the old gentle
man.
The dinner was a gay affair. Mr.
Uoyd laughed and joked with an un
usual freedom, and it suddenly occurrod
to Allan that the great flnuncier whs
reaching an age where his mind might
not always be as keen and sure as it
hud been.
Ffvorabl# Signs.
| lie ill*.) noticed tor the lir.it time un-
imMukuMe signs that he wa, cninHuta-
ly under the domination of his splendid
daughter All of which set Allan to
thinking very hard behind the mask of
light table talk
After dinner Mi l.loyd suggirte,! ilia!
Klhel entertain them with a song or
two; but tbe girl shook her bead.
"NO, lather," she raid with a little
•mile, "Mr. Allan docs not like tnuetc."
Nou Allan had net . ; r prided hlmeell
on being a social diplomat either. In-
•lead of tnetontlv denying the charge
he gave the girt a look of startled sur
prise.
To Be Continued To-momow.
One Woman’s Storv ByvmiNiA terhune vas de water
Davsey iVlayme and Her Folks
*v rs AJJCT58 l. GARSIDF.
vlth
he
;!aring of
> none to
I ET a inan preface a remark
‘Statistic* w u an-- " an
can make the n o
njisttaterm-iH* «,
cal! bill. dwwp.
It is tn • .iti< counci • ' rue learntd j
^XXggei lion. The world '*cev ‘‘{tts-
*lattes w ,,w ... 1 -'inediateh
prepare, to a crept abet It precedes
a« an uncontrovertible remit of Ion,;
and studious, effort
C hauncey Peveyc .Appleton, uu pres- j
idem of tbe Children's Congs.-ss, dis
played many traits of on, mature
.tg, ’
the day he turn, j from that modern
maternal fount, the nursing bottle he
had devoted hi* life tu it . ... cumula
tion of statist!, s. ell ha.i discovered
while atl Infant that "Statistics will
•hew” marked the student <■, ne. ■
the prevaricator
The child statistician, uto r d. '-ot-
•tt| some time to « collectlm of pa
rental negative, called the Children s
ONI frees i
hig report
"It la not enough," the call read
that we should Know ourselves. \v
must know opr parents aa well."
"I find," be said, looking over hie
flatter, "tli»t . tn.'t v . .
Ing 'c
that <,.) timer Jt it more Gift, -
to ft', a defir. t report op - r.
but T . .
out o' 66 tat'.era enforce ‘he com
utaai the Hr. Mm
H«»* elfned. Hie tecum . tug.
Sle€ in their cha.ri and looked .me
what depreeeta
"•fjo'nr !n* detail n • ,et un
By Olivette
T
PMHS Mniplo tni|«i maiic or ilitrk (jtoeu duvtdyn
on the left Is absolutely the "dernier ert" of
the 1‘nris inodes. The woman who means t"
copy it must make sure tluit tier tailor is an adept
at line, l or gracei'nl easy lines ore more than ever
necessary when slmidieU.v rules tn the tailor-made
realm. The three-ijiiarter coat is cut. away altove the
waist, anil ends in a swallowtail at the back. At
the neck there is u round collar of Ivory liberty.
The sleeves have tucks at the line that would or
dinarily mark the cuff. A draped belt of the duve-
tyn passes through straps formed hy ruts In the
coat, and is knotted at the hack tn two sash ends
finished by a double row of silk tassels In self-col
ored stlk.
The plain round skirt, has a panel of pressed
pleats extending across the hawk In sunburst fash
ion.
The afternoon frot k in the center is of copper
colored erepe meteor with a dash of sapphire bluo
in the soft silk girdle. The kimono bodice opens to
the waist line in a surplice. The deep collar and
cuffs arc of embroidered white linep edged with a
double row of knife plaited Valenciennes. The little
waistcoat is made of folds of ivory net. The blue
girdle ties in a square bow at the left side of the
surplice.
The short round skirt is gathered at the waist
and falls straight to the ankle, where a narrow fold
finishes the hem. The front panel Is trimmed at the
center of Its length by four close set two-inch tucks.
This stunning afternoon dress on the right bears
all the hall-marks of the smart French dressmaker,
and yet the woman who has a hit of skill or a clever
seamstress can fashion one like It. The materials
used are prairie green satin for the coat tuuj bro
caded crepe of the same beautiful shade fur the skirt
and simple bebe waist.
The waist, which Is invisible in our picture, has
a deep yoke of net trimmed in simple flounces of
the same material. The coat is slightly hloused
with broad low armholes from which the material
extends tn a long half fitted sleeve, buttoned with
tiny round buttons up to the elbow and finished with
little net frills. Net Is the broad shawl collar edged
in pleated flounces of the same.
A huge ornament of embroidery in light tones
fastens the draped girdle at the middle front. Two
points gathered at the waist extend from the girdle
on each side of the front. At the back there Is a
small square panel for the same height.
'Die skirt fastens in front and is trimmed in
groups of the satin buttons; and at the foot there
ts a short slit to show the foot just to the ankle.
Tiny tucks extend below the hip line nnd from them
a bit of fullness goes to relieve the scant line of
the skirt.
CHAPTER XXXIV
W HEN Mary Fletchers mother
dted the daughter spoke of
th© dead as "blissedly opt of
It all. the winter wore Itself
awav the ‘‘All’ meant more than she
dared thin!<. When «he found her
thoughts straying to the subject *be
looked Ht her child and checked them.
For attar her mother’s death her hus
band drank more frequently and more
deeply than ever—although he always
took hi* liquor In the city and never
at the Mlddlsbrook saloons. Often he
would come home from town just
intoxicated enough to be irascible and
impossible to please.
He was in one of hiw worst moons
when, on his return from town on©
evening In the late winter, lie
handed Mary a letter he had' brought
from the village postoffice. Fur the
Flstchfrs to receive mail was an un-
usual occurrence nowadays. Mary
had not kept in touch with the
friends she once had. and if Bert had
any correspondence. It was sent to hi»
office. So, unless Mary's motner-in-
!aw wrote to hei -as the did Infre
quently—the receipt of an epistle was
uncommon enough to make the wife
look up in surprise when her hus
band remarked, ‘Here's a letter for
you. Mamie.''
Her curiosity changed to another
eenswtion a* she new on the envelope
handed her Gordon Craig’s well-re
membered ehlrography. Sue did not
notice the expression of ill-concealed
suspicion on her husband’s face, but.
with hands ’ that trembled in spite
of hcrielf. she tore open tne en
velope and glanced hastily through
the letter I» was not long, and the
writer told her that, chancing to pick
up a New Y« rk newspaper bearing a
date of several months ago. he had
seen the notice of Mre». Danforth’s
death and had thus learned where her
daughter was living. He wished to
express Ills sincere sympathy. He
loo. had known trouhle. Hi.« wife had
died, last year, leaving him with a
tlnv daughter.
“You and I have both drunk
deeply of the cup of rorrow since
last we met." tie wrote. "When 1
think of what life holds in the way
of suffering. I wonder if I am the
same man whom you used to know.
I think often of your parents' gopd-
ness to me, and of what an ideal
home \>:u had, and T hope that your
present life fulfills the promise of
your happy girlhood.’’
Murv roided the letter thought
fully. ‘ The sight of Craig’s hand
writing. the references he made to
her former life, had aroused a fh»od
of recollections that made her for
get for a moment her present >»ur-
roundine* end mother
-e gone, and he had lost his wife
How strange io think of Gordon as
the father of a motherless little girl!
All bitterness vya* gone from Mary's
thought or hlfn. If he had wronged
her he had suffered. What was she
that she should condemn him?
Her hus’band’e voice broke harshly
upon her musing#, and ffhe started
violently.
•Weil!” he exclaimed laudly.
“I bear vour pardon!” she mam-
merod. "Did you speak before?”
“No, but I’m speaking now!
Who's that letter from?”
The woman hesitated, then stead
ed her vole© and answered gravely.
"From an old friend."
"Wiiat> his name?”
"Gordon Craig.” she replied. Site
was surprised that she felt no trepi
dation. no embarrassment as ahe
spoke the name of the man she had
once loved. On the contran as
she repeated the familiar syllables
she seemed to gain strength and •■’elf-
control.
"An old friend, *h?” mocked her
husband. “T never heard of him."
“I knew him when I wue a girl.”
said Mary. br1efl>. She began tc
talk of other matter-, but. the half-
drunken man was not to be deterred
from hi* determination to probe to
the bottom or what he considered a
Musplciouf* circumstance. A eudden
thought occurred to him.
*'I say,” he demanded, “is that the
man that vat going with you when
you iir*t started work at Peareon’s
--the man I told you I heard was
paying you attention?”
His wife hesitated Her sense of
truth would not let her tell the He
thai another woman might have
ppoken. She had compromised with
honor when she married the man be
fore her. She would not add to that
sin bv lying now. Her husband, hie
imagination inflamed by drink, noted
her hesitation and put hiB own con
struction upon It. He grasped her
wrint angrily.
“Is that the man?" he repeated.
His wife looked him straight in
the eyes. "Ve^.” «tie said.
He gripped her slender wrist more
tightly, but she did not wince.
"Were you ever in love with him?
h< demanded.
The woman grew paler “Yes,” she
said again. .
"Tell me the truth about this
thing!" he exclaimed. "Did you ever
see him after you promised to marry
me?”
"No,” she replied.
"How m^ny letter? before this have
you gotton from him ! n
“None.” Her tone was low but
firm
The angrj man let her go and
turned from her. then, assailed b>
another doubt, ho caught her by the
shoulders.
“Have you written to him?” nr
asked.
The r«o and watery eyes glared
wildly into the steady ones lifted to
them. The man was trembling with
rage, but the wife, though pale, an
Kwered with wavering.
*‘I have not.”
The fearless reply added fuel tc
the husband's rage, and he shook her
brutally.
"That’s » damned lie!” he roared.
Then, with a twist of his powerful
arms, he flung the fragile womar
from him with such force that she
staggered and fell to the floor. With
out a backward fiance the hueband
stamped out of the house
He did rot return jntll after mid
night, although his wife, bruised lr
oody and spirit, listened aqd
watched through the lonely hours
He was* drinking In the village tav
ern for the first tinle, from which
place, when he was hopelessly in
toxicated, he was brought home by
the landlord.
As Mary opened the door for her
husband and his companion, the
knew that her secret was her* no
longer, and that by to-morrow all
the village would be Informed that
Bert Fletclier wa* a drunkard.
The Head Waitress
By HANK
“W
THERE'S Mr. Flakes?' asked
the Steady Customer of the
Head Waitress In the Cafe
D’Enfant as he noticed the absence of
the genial manager.
"He’s on his vacation," she replied.
"Pretty soft for some guys. You just
come back from yours, didn’t you?"
“Yes, Louise,” said the Steady Cus
tomer. "For one beautiful week I trav
eled on the water In a motor boat with
my friend, Jimmy."
"Did It always mote?” asked the Head
Waitress.
"Most always," replied the Steady
Customer. “You see, we had a good en
gineer on board- You needn’t ask who
he was. Modesty would prevent my re
plying.”
"Sure, you always did hate yourself,”
said the Head Waitress. “I was in a
motor boat once tnyself. Tho engine be
haved as if it bad chronic presumption
and hesitated every now and then lii^e
you do when you’re figuring on whether
you can afford creamed chicken on
toast or browned hash. But say, all
joking aside, you want to stop writing
about Mr. Flake* in the paper. One of
the bosses was speaking to him about It
the other day, and said it looked as if
he was getting too familiar with tbe
customer*.”
"That’s too bad, said the Steady Cus
tomer. "If they had more managers like
Mr. Flakes they’d have to turn away
the crowds. There’s nothing that cheers
anyone up like walking into a place like
this and seeing somebody wearing a ge
nial expression. Why I often take an
extra piece of pie Just to be able to ex
change a few more cheerful words with
him. Who’s the new manager?”
"That’s Mr. Governor," said the Head
Waitress. "He’s a very nice man, too.
That's one thing I like about Mrs. P’Bn
fant. She always picks out real gents
for manager* That’s what I call having
persplcattlty."
“That’s too much for me," groaned
the Steady Customer. "I suppose you
mean perspicacity, but give me my
check quick. I feel faint."
"Louise is getting too high brow t'oi
me," said the Steady Customer to Ma
rie, the cashier. "fe*he tried to say
perspicacity just now and even the
beans turned cold."
"Perspicacity In Indiana, wher* I cniru
from, is a vety ordinary word," rep.lt. .
Maria loftily. “Very ordinary. I’m cur-
prised at you. This way out.'
Before Her Time
Little Alice came in the house at
luncheon time with a pair of vert
dirty hands’. Her mother looked at
the little girl’* hand and said:
"You never say my hands as din.'
as yours."
"No, mother,'’ replied the child “bu?
grandmother did.”
Keep It.
“Look here, air. I’ll have you undor-
sWnd I’m a. self-made man.”
"Don’t bother to fake out * patent or
It.”
5^! •‘'V™,..,, ■
Advice to the Lovelorn By BEATRICE FAIRFAX'
ship..;- he resumed. "I find that
grandmother®* are •!! pet cent f .t.'y,
while grand father. virv from '-3 to
6r* p, r com \ spiQStei aunt witn a ,
sort heart and »n independent in- j
come is 97 per cent easy, and her
favorite nephews and niece* hear the j
sleighhel’. of Chiistma. all the year.” j
He was reminded of an important j
discovery. "Father*.” h« said stern- ‘
ly. "in $7 per tent claim there is no
Santa Claps "
His conclusion was that mothers,
grandmothers and aunts are indis
pensable. and that the happiest child
hood was ihm which knew no more
than 3 per cent male kin
"Wc muat arlce," he thundered,
"and demand full suffrage for the
mother In the home.
"We must proclaim to the world
thai the life, liberty and happiness of
the child demand that all power of
authority and finance be given to the
child’* female relatives."
Having decided by unanimous vote
to remember that "mothers are 93 par
xcnt easy’ ae a dally inspiration, the
children wriggled front their chair*
and toddled home.
Each bo?v it? tt* breae? a noble
purpo* if necessary each would
get ;« sqap box and begin : street
corner campaign to recur© full umj
final nower f<-r m»*ti > i
Funeral and Flowers
FOR ALL OCCASIONS
Atlanta Flora. Compaq
^ F*'* STPFgf
A3 YOU THINK BEST.
Dear Miss Fairfax:
l am invited to an automobile
outing, and wo ate to bo a party
of twqlve (six couples). 4
The arrangement was that the
young ladles are to meet their
partners at a certain place. Now,
J do not approve of this arrange
ment.
Do you think it right of me to
tell the young man 1 am to go
with what l think and ask him to
call for me?
The other g»ria did not seem to *
hgve any objection.
V CONSTANT HEADER
If you object to the plans, you cer
tainly have the right to ray s6. Hut,
on the other hand, have you consid
ered tb*t it would be most Inconve
nient and or.use a loss of time for
every man to call for his partner"
There could be no impropriety in elx
girls waiting at the same place tor
their obcortt.
DON’T BE FAINT HEARTED
Dear Mis* Fairfax:
T am very much in love with
a girl two years my .senior, al
though we are not engaged. When
1 ask her to go to a place of
amusement, she aayt ahe has a
date with another man, but she
says that she does not like tbe
other man as much a* *rhe loves
me. Do you think it is worth
while paving attention to her «m
more? FERDINAND.
If you cease your attentions for so
trivial a cause, I shall be convinced !
your love is not very deep.
Persist in your attentions if you
want the girl. Relieve me, my dear. I
Love, like any other print'*, in all the
•weeter when it is hard to win.
HE IS NOT TOO OLD
Dear Mies Fairfax:
I am a girl of Hi and arn deeply
in love with my sister's widower,
who ha* two children who have
been put away in a home and
whom i love dearly. He Is living
with us, and my people object
very strongly to my speaking
with him. much more to my wed
ding him, thereby causing a tfreat
disturbance In my home. He is
fourteen years mv senior.
EDNA.
If their objections are based solely
on his seniority they arc not worth
considering.
Was he a good husband to your
•inter? In lie w good business man?
Are his morals good"
If he la th© right *ort or man it
seems to me it would prove p. good
match for you. and mean happiness
for his motherless children.
FIND WHO ARE HER FRiENDS
Deai Mi*.s Fairfax
I am in love with a girl to
whom I have never been intro
duced and who, I think, likes me.
because she looks at nw» when
ever I puss her JiyMCfc.
Pin your faith in love to something
more than the turn of a girl's head
my son. She may look without see
ing you. Find who are her friendy,
where she work/;, where she goes to
church, etc., and 1 am quite sure you
will find someone to Introduce you.
HE OWES YOU AN EXPLANATION
Dear Miss Fairfax:
I am a girl of is anil have been
keeping company with a grentle-
' man about my ago and dearly
love him. He returned my love.
Now, for the past two weeks he
has stopped speaking to me, for
reasons 1 do not kr- w.
Kindly advise me what to do,
as I am heartbroken.
FLORENCE.
I do not like his manner of treating
you. As a husband he is likeiy to be
even more extreme in his disagree* j
able mood;-
You might write a note asking If ,
you have offended Do this for Love's
sake; for your own sake try to forget
h!m if he makes no reply. Vou have ‘
done no wrong Don’t be too hum- *
tie.
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14 Wh!t«mll at.. Ati«ntAi <>a, |ir i
I NDIGESTION?
gtop It quickly Hit* your grocer send
you one do* bottle* of
SHIVA R
GINGER ALE
Drink with meals,
and If not prompt
ly relieved. get
your money back
at eur «xpen»t
Whole* erne. dt>ll-
cioue refreshing
with th*
•elebnti©^ Shlvai
VltnaraJ w*t«r and
•hr- pu-est flavoring r.iata_
ftPRINQ, Minu9«*tar*r«
SHBLTON, fc C.
E L ADAME CO., DietrlfeLtont, AWgmtg
Do You Want
White Skin?
I DLK wishing nevei* yet
* changed a dark com
plexion. If you have a
very dark and coarsw
looking skin. TRY
Palmer’s
Skin Whitener
There 1s no doubt what
ever about Its marveloue
m filtering cfTect upon the
akin, and It makes It soft
ana clear
One box wfill prove ho*
easy it 1s to improve your
complexion.
Good agent* wanted in av
•ry town. Writ* for teen*6.
Postpaid^y. ^ £ A nywhere
All Jacobs’ Stores
And Druyguts Generally,
TheTelephone-The Keynote
of the House in Order
F ROM top to bottom, everything in the house revolves around the
telephone. Be it coal for the cellar or butter for tbe firkin, be it a
bargain from the department store or a man to fix the roof, the
telephone—the indispensable Bell Telephone—will get it and get it in
a hurry.
Cast your burdens on a Bell Telephone and learn to enjoy life.
You can accomplish more with less effort and in less time by its aid
than in any other way.
Have a telephone in YOUR home. Call the Business Office to-day.
Southern Bell Telephone
and Telegraph Company
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