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▼ TRAINS DAILY TO TRAINS DAILY TO fMl An Opportunity ToM ake M oney inventor*, men of idee* an*J iftrentrve ability, nbc ^7 ^ *® l»< ♦•voofio** a—de<l. aed prize* aim njnufichirrn. P***® 1 * «t nmr for- 'WHy 00 PeiU How to Got Yewr Pufent ttd Yew mommp valuable boeld»to aewt ffeo to addraaB- £££;*, RANDOLPH fk CO. > *"^*1 Pofaot Attorney*, BIS “t” street, N. W.. fKjjif n ASBINGTON. f». tj. | If You Want to Feel Good the Day After, Confine \our Christmas Fullness to Your Stocking r i BA' { : /i ! 1 r hrilling Story of Society Blackmailers ® , You Can Begin This Great Story To-<iay by Reading This First Alin© GraJia.ro. the beautiful d* lor •>t U. 8. District Attorney Hen don Graham. It beloved by < aptatn ewmnrt HaJhrook. « eoldler of fortune, free lance and all around rood fellow Aline love* him, but, oeoauae of aom© secret In her paat. *h© refuse* to marry him While Hclbrook 1* a? her hou*e *h** re ceives a telephone mcssaK* from Judson Flavor a lawvei and notorl >U* blackmailer of *o« iety Hol brook beg* Aline to tell him her secret. She refuse* and m»k*a him leave her. *fhe meaeaae from Flagg ion made her frantic., and *he Is at * loss to know what to do. >n© vl ct lm 1 ie must ever be r»l*n nlng he un dfing of other* With him was he un e hurt inn Ijelng who loved him who felt r ©aI affection for thl» noi- " ne. < reali jrc who preyed on the i cakn «\SM©H of tit* fellow human K it . ;t» T ommy Gilbert, an orphan boy, T 18, who acted a© his uncle’s ft or- clary arid right-hand man. Be- Jt U N© there I« chink in the armor >f the ■ ban lent icart Flagg loved quality spread across the feature* of the spider. “Oh! It’s you. Is It? Walt a minute!” A secret nod and Tommy whisked the bewildered Jones Into the next room. And Flagg told a mysterious some body at the other end of the line how wise *»he had been to call him—and turned. Flagg oushed a button in the desk—there was a flash—and a glare of light. Completely unnerved, Jonee staggered back. ' Whs—what’e—that?" To hie be wildered intellect, “that” seemed like a machination of Satan himself—and it was! “Just a flashlight photograph of you THE FLASHLIGHT TRAP. Now Read On f m i Novelized byt From the nlft.v by < H*orge Scar borough. now being presented at the Ihl ’ty-ninth Street Theater. New York. Serial rights held and copyrighted by Internationa) News Service.) S' HE must think—think what to do -how to flee the danger. Aand at la*t she determined to flee It. by meeting It by facing it by gonlg Into the spider's web and ( lucking from the inner meshes all the\ held of danger for her But not ©o easily are spiders van quished, and Aline went deeper Into •ill© black heart of Intrigue further into the web of a master spider's weaving than a girl may venture and com© out unsmlrched At last the interminable dinner was over at lust the girl was free to seek her own room, to don a cloak of shrouding gray velvet and to creep like a thief In the night from her father’s home, out into danger and menace she would have died rather than face Down the *tairway, out upon the "treat, skulking in shadow, trembling at a sound, the daughter of the Din rrlct Attorney of the United States made her way like the most abject of the criminal* her father prosecuted. Would that father he forced to prose cute Ills own daughter some evil din ? \Ilne Graham went trembling In ohrkncbh on th© night that marked her life© great flood tide and that darkness might soon he utter dark ness, .utter blackness becalm© one© s pretty, motherless schoolgirl had known three days of sunshine by a Hummer His One Good Side. and loved him the more world where he dared could put absolute faith Gilbert. ngle mistake in fourteen pages. Tommy!' he said with pride “You are a fine stenographer.” Thank you, Unde Judson, said the boy in great delight at praise from Ms mentor. TEH bill .• ralnly ought to get ou. I 1 bent a i tt alimony allowance. I have ju'-t said enough by Innuendo to make >'ic getnlernen shiver,” he chuckled « r.i f111> “And if he’s done anything off color he’ll think we know ail about It!" Yes. sir. I guess so,” said Tommy, ■Ming at the feet of wisdom. “Thor* are Just four things about a divorce case, my boy. First -get your • Second get your facts-^the facts both t ide> then arrange your fiu'f.M. Third get a co-respondent” being a spidei who appreciated ills ,v 'n humor, he paused and chuckled. A co-respondent - the second mate on the ship of matrimony, whose special- business is scuttling th© ship-—and the fourth point Tommy, is—bluff! bluff! bluff! The door bell rang. “Walt I’ve no appointment," said Flagg, who feared always th© coming of craft sufficient to sweep down his web "That’' a way the police have.” he added, as he went into retirement In the next room. But it was riot the police—instead it was a new brlnger of victims, him self lo be a victim before long The gue*t was a man about JO, mem ber of the upper servant class and a ned looking creatut* withal. Seeing the harmless helplessness of the creature. Flagg ventured out. am Mr. Flagg. Go on, speak. Tell me vour business.” The man looked woefully embar rassed. • Hated -then managed to articulate; “I hear you buy private letters sometimes!** Aline's Call. 'Three day* of sunshine by s sum rner -.-a' .nd to-night Vline was on her way from sunshine to gloom that might he eternal to the home of Judson Flagg blackmaller-in-chlef /of Washington society. Tn the house to whirl) she was go ing the master spider was weaving. '•easele»sl\ weaving, webs to enmesh all unwary human flies who came near him. Judson Flagg felt certain that Mine would answer ids threat and ome to him. but while he waited for “Who told you that?” “Why, the Spanish Ambassador's chauffeur told me ” "Urn what’s his name?” “McCormack.” "Are you a legation chauffeur?” "No- I’m a. butler.” "Whose ?” "oUngressman Rowland’s. While this "third degree" was go ing on. Tommy had slapped behind th© curtains on the. o»ther side of the room and was arranging some mat ters there What he was doing, the "butler” would learn later to hl« sor row. “You have one of his letters?” asked the spider with his first show of interest “A lady wrote it to him.” said Jones "H’m! How do \ou know she’s a LADY?" “Senator** wife, sir.” The interest grew. “Let me see it.'" said the grim-faced dealer tn the mistakes of ladies. Jones shame focedly produced the letter frt>m his coat pocket and passed it across th© desk to Flagg. "Sit down." Jones sank into a chair and fum bled with his hat ns Flagg read the tender missive. Evidently the man did not relish the traffic In which lie was engaged. B “Why, the old flirt!” said Flagg, rolling the sweet morsel between lips that fed on sufch matter* The Sen ator Chicago a whole week Have you all to myself.” The tinkle of the phone—“Hello, hello! Yes. this is Mr. Flagg talk ing' \ pause -a smile of revolting ! ' 9 Flagg- pushed a button in the desk—there was a flash—and a glare of light. Completely unnerved, Jones staggered back. how safe ah© would be to come to him now -how she would see nobody but him. And a little new fly was sched uled to come to the web in ten min utes’ time! The spider was well sat isfied with himself, anti, hanging up the receiver, smiled hideously. Then tie summoned the now thoroughly overawed Jones. “Do you want the letter. sir 0 My wife's sick and the doctor’s bills and medicine 1 need the money or I wouldn’t do it for anything ." "They all do,” said tse spider, dryly. “Fifty? No? A hundred’s the limit.” "Tommy, take his name.’’ He count ed off the bills—and then with sud den friendliness he asked; "Do. you like good pictures?” “Pictures, sir?” asked Jones in great surprise. "Painting*. That's a fine one above the door.” Flattered by this attention, Jones in case you ever deny you were here.” “Good Gawd!” Jones fled the plague spot. “His conscience is chasing him, T ommy," Tommy laughed—to him his bene factor—his wise Uncle Judson was a marvelous man. The boy began read justing the camera -getting it ready for the next flash. “It's late, my lad—time growing boys were in bed—getting their beauty sleep." Now, as no beauty sleep would avail plain little Tommy—and he knew' it- they both laughed again in perfect good fellowship. Flagg put his arm affectionately around the hoy, and took him to the doorway. “You are a good boy. Tommy, and your uncle loves you.” "I love you. too—Uncle Jud.” Flagg patted th© boy affectionate^’ on the shoulder. “Leave your window open, my boy, and get plenty of fresh air. Good night, boy.” “Good-night." Flagg held the portiere* hack and watched the boy go up the stairs. There was something almost momen tous in the way he watched the boy— he seemed loath to have him get out of his sight. As if an afterthought, he called after the boy: “And, Tommy—when you grow up to be a great man, and write letters to the ladies—don’t write them. Tom my!” “I won’t, Uncle Jud.” The voi©e floated back, vaguely indistinct, from regions above. And Flagg prepared himself to re ceive his fair visitor. She was traveling through the streets furtively. Her telephone mes sage had been a clandestine one, lest anyone hear—and, hearing, know to<l much of what she proposed to rislc- and gain—and lose that night. The expected visitor was Aline! As she traversed the streets, hef heart raced back in quick beats to Larry Holbrook—to every accent of her captain’s mellow, ringing volce- to the help that might have been hers —if only she had dared to take it. She forced herself to be strong—to go on. At last she reached the appointed house—the door was unlocked as she had been told, she met no one-—as she had been promised—and alone en tered the House of Doom. She came down a long hallway, pushed open the door of a dimly lighted room- and stood alone, unprotected, a girl in the web of the master spider. Jud son Flagg, blackmailer and shystef lawyer. To Be Continued To-morrow. Automatic Cross. Tabulating Do you know what that means? It means that with a Burroughs equipped with this new carriage every time you pull the handle the carriage automatically moves over to the next column, or clear across the sheet. It doesn t make any differ ence whether the sheet is ten inches or eighteen inches—it is all the same thing. You can arrange it to carry from column to column, right across the sheet, or you can arrange to have it stop at any point in the sheet you want it. Of course, this is one of the Bur roughs new things. If you went into your bookkeeping department and found out what you could do with a device of that kind you probably would be surprised to find bow much you were paying for getting along without it. Burroughs Adding Machine Co, G. M. GREENE, Sales Mgr. 163 Peachtree Street ATLANTA, GA. THE FAMILY CUPBOARD A Dramatic Story of High Society Life in Neva York Adapted from the Big Broadway Success by OwenDavts TNovellzed byl (Front Owen Davis' pi*> now being pre sented at the Playhouse, New York, by WlHiam A Brady Copyright, 1913, by International News Service.) 1 TO DAY’S INSTALLMENT *Tm dismissing Potter and going to look for more work. I’ll leave you the room. Dick—I’v© nothing else to leave." said th© boy, with a bitter attempt at jaunttnes* "Oh, going to do more looking- for work, you mean. Well, s'long -I’ll keep the piano entertained while you’re gone." Dick struck a chord. He picked out a little running trill and then he ad dressed the place where Kenneth had j stood a moment before “You're certainly on© funny little guy. ” Then, with sundry thumps and ar peggios and cadenzas, he began prac ticing Ms favorite. “Meet Me In Spoon- time, Dearie.'' HI* hand thumped out resounding chords, his feet postured and cavorted tn dance steps, and over and over again he importuned "Dearie.” At last the door opened a crack— widened a bit to admit Jim, who had assured himself that Dick was holding the fort alone Jim stood tn the.doorway, voicing a silent protest. At last he cam© In, sat down and began Ailing hts old clay ptp© from a Jar of tobacco he found on the littered table shook hie head sadly the while—clay pipes. Indeed! This graft was about played out He wondered what Kitty meant by sticking Finally he began glancing 1n protest over his shoulder at the piano player. “Cut It, can’t yer?” he asked “What?”, asked Dick, without stop ping “That’s enough to drive « man bat ty!” “There's lots of different ways to sing a song.” said Dick, complacently trying another method of attack. “There’s lots of different ways to sing it rotten and you’ve tried them all,” said Jim with something like a snarl. Dick sneered openly. "I can get a price for It! That’© what’s the matter. I’m the only dfie around this dump with nut enough to earn a dollar.” Jim whined a bit It would not do to estrange Dick at the particular moment when affairs were in such bad shape If the break came, there was no telling which way the cat would Jump-—the “cat” being, in this case, suitably enough, Kitty and Jim thought tt the better part of valor to calm Mr. I„e Roy a bit “The boy is payin’ our rent, ain’t he. arid charging up our breakfasts! That’s a start on the day’s occupation, ain't It? Now if only kebs was still popu lar ” Dick's Appeal. We have moved to our new store. 97 Peachtree Street. ATLANTA FLORAL CO.i “ This is all right, tf you like It,” broke in Dick with no desire to placate anybody. *Tve had enough. So I’ll prac tlce my song.” The door opened unceremoniously and Kitty walked in. She still wore the little lavender waist that had seemed so dainty a week ago Now. both It and her smart little hat were crumpled and tawdry looking A sort of dejeotion seemed to hang about Kitty. She was no longer the merry little miss who dared to be her own “small time' self with Dick and the dainty airs she had assumed for Ken were worn through their veneer. “Kitty, my lew*!. you wear th© ex pression of a silver-plated shme. ’ said Dick, airily “You alept late, my dear added Jrm with a near-pMemaa «*£ “What Is there to do?” asked Kitty, petulantly. Dick had stopped playing and sat watching th© pair. He shrugged his shoulders and swung round on the stool —another chord—a run and he began to elng. “Meet Me In Spoon Time. Dearie.’’ Kitty threw up her arms, and rush ing Impatiently to the uttermost corner of the room, flung herself Into a seedy old chair "Shut up. Dick T<e Roy will you? You’ll drive me crazy with that song!" Dick rose angrily “It ain’t the song—that's sure Are! It’s this Joint! Kitty ” “Kitty,” said Dick, with the warmth of kindling passion, “Kitty, won’t you ever get wise? The kid is flat broke. TTe ain’t paid last week's room rent. It's time to blow out!" Kitty looked at h1rn for a moment with an interested question hidden in the back of her eyes. She considered his well set-up figure, his clothes that still bore the marks of jauntiness and tailoring and fit, his radiant, sure-of- itself smile. She looked Dick all over very calmly ajid dispassionately, seemed to weigh him and his words and then answered with a touch of finality in the syllable. “Not” Jim looked up at hts daughter in some concern Then he grinned at them Im pudently. “It's love this time, Dick! She’s lis tening for them wedding bells.” “Oh, he’ll get money,” she said at last. “Hia folks have to come to the front.” Then »h© gave over her attempts to carry the thing through with a bold bluff. She whimpered a little—and spoke In a tone that was half coldness, half despair. “But It's fierce now—fierce! I can’t stand much more of it!” Dick spoke in savage disappointment. “I ain't going to stand any more of tt! I’m through! I got my booking this morning!” “What did they give you?” asked Kitty with some show ©X animation and teightnes*- “ Eleven weeks on the big-small time— j eighty per." I He sat on the arm of Kitty's chair— j and bent over her with another sort of j blaze in eyes and ^olce. "Kitty! They’d make It one-seventy- j five for a double act!” To Be Continued To morrow. The World’s Confidence in any article intended to relieve the sufferings of humanity is not lightly won. There must be continued proof of value. But for three generations, and throughout the world, endur ing and growing fame and favor have been accorded BEECHAM’S PILLS Continues To increase Sold everywhere. Id hoiei 10c,. 25*. Tk« largest sale of nr wtdiciae. Ne aae •aglvct ta r«*4 tk« directives with ererj kei What About the Christmas Gift for Your Husband? Tell the Readers of The Georgian Flow YOF Have Solved the Problem of Present-giving. READ THE OFFER. To the wife who writes the best short letter telling what is tto mom I useful gift for a husband, one $10 gold piece. Three awards of $5 each will be given the wives whose Irttarn ^ ^ . judged the next best. Also, I will award the same prizes to husbands who write brief I outlining the most appropriate gift for a husband to give his wife. To ^ husband*s letter that is adjudged the best the writer pill receive a U9,\ gold piece. Husbands who write the three next best letters will re©©*** each, a So gold piece for their thoroughness. Send pour letters addressed to MARY LEA DAVIS. Editorial Department. The-Atlanta Georgian. L OTS of The Georgian’s readers are interested in that offer l mad* the other day, and which will not expire until December 18 jj they are not, then I am greatly mistaken, because ©very mat* brings me a big bundle of letters on the subject. I am mighty glad that the married folks^ are giving some thoughi to the question of present giving. Husbands should give their wives ap propriate gifts at Christmas, and the same is true of wives who giv« their husbands presents at this season of the year. Just what is an appropriate gift has caused much worry on flu part of both husbands and wives J’.in sure, and it was to mak© th© me! ter easy for them that I decided ti> start this contest. I wanted th< ideas of others to be a help to all our readers. Many splendid ideas have been advanced. I have been Interested in all of them. I think that a goord deal of sentiment should enter imn the matter of present giving between man and wife. The present floei not have to be elaborate or expensive. To my mind the best gift Is otn that contains a lot of personal sentiment and is NOT expensive Here are some letters that have just arrived: GIVE HIM A BRACELET! Miss MrfYy Lea Davis: If a wife wishes to give some thing that her husband really will appreciate and sacredly cherish in memory of her, let her follow my modest suggestion and on Christmas morning present him with a beautiful new rug for the parlor, or a dainty bracelet. Noth ing could be nicer than either of these. Yes, give him a brace let! MRS. W M. M. Carrollton, Ga. A SUIT OF CLOTHES Miss Mary Lea Davis: I think the best gift a wife could give her husband would be a nice suit of clothes. MRS. MARY W Atlanta., Ga. all scrupulously dean Jt. fa# been a constant source of plea* lire and comfort to my husbanc and not one of our six children has ever meddled with "dadd/* table.” MRS. F. H ,T. Atlanta, Ga. LIKE USEFUL PRESENTS. Miss Mary Lea Davis: Most men appreciate useful gifts instead of ornamental one? Among the useful ones are chif forobes, Morris chairs, large rock era stickpins, cuff links, ring? plain or fancy handled umbrella? fancy vests, shaving sets, smok ing jackets and smoking sets. Although it isn’t wif»e to encour age smoking, still we can’t keep them from it when they want to smoke, MRS. J, R. f? Atlanta., Ga A MORRIS CHAIR. Miss Mary Lea < Davis: The very nicest gift for a honie- loving husband who enjoys his books and papers is a good Mor ris chair—one in which he can be comfortable at all times. MRS. rose: C. Atlanta, Ga. A BANK ACCOUNT. Miss Mary Lea Davis: In my opinion, a degree of financial independence is a pres ent that the average woman would enjoy more than any other gift. A bank account of $60 or $120, or more, according as he can —to be unquestioned—would be the Ideal gift. G. A. K. S. Atlanta, Ga. A SMOKING SET. Miss Mary Lea Davie: As my husband smokes, I re solved that it should be done com fortably, “decently and in ordeT." so my first Christmas present to him was a simple smoking set, consisting of a glass tobacco Jar. a tray to hold It. another tray for pipes, cigar hbldere and cigar stumps, a couple of corncob pipes and a small table on which to placa these. I keep the jar filled, pipe* clean of ashes and renew them as occasion requires, a box of matches always on hand, a|rd RAINCOAT OR DROP LIGHT Miss Mary Lea Davis: As it is generally conceded that husband pays for hi* own Christ mas gifts In settling the bills, w> let’s make it as easy and practi cal as possible for him. Give him a raincoat, or an easy chair, bc to make him comfortable when he's at home, or a good drop light to enjoy the paper by. MRS. ALICE IK Atlanta, Ga. GIVE HER A CHECK Mias Mary T^ea Davis: Give the wife a check <amfrn£ .governed by c 1 routes tane©i> r>IIne times In ten she will dertv* more pleasure from spending th* money than any present could give her. A. X. Buckhead, Ga. HER GIFT A RHVMK Miss Mary Lea Davlg; The best Xmas gift ajl, To give our hubby, dean. Is handkerchiefs, ho*a, ttefc glove*. Or anything el*© to w©*a. It doesn’t matter how fhw 9 cheap, How much or tittle jmt All depends on the sralM wear. ’ And th© with. Atlanta, Ga. MRS, X* & XK. W gtmg H Leave Memphis 7 00 a.m., 9:45 a.m., 11:00 a. m., 2:30 p.m., 12:01 midnight Modem equipment and polite employes make the short trip one of pleasure and comfort. Trains leaving Memphis at 11:00 a. m., 12:01 midnight run through to Oklahoma and Texas. Get all information from H. H. 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