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First
uraham, the beautiful daugh-
l r>. District Attorney Gordon
is beloved by Captain Law-
n.ilbrook, a soldier of fortune, free
and all-around good fellow. Aline
• , n . but, because of some secret:
» er past, she refuses to marry him. 1
> Holbrook is at her house she re- I
, telephone message rrom Judson '
Fiai’ 1 lawyer and notorious black-
society. Holbrook begs Aline
tn i.im her secret. She refuses and
maK , « im leave her. The message
A, i<"l<igg has made her frantic, and
s i. tt - , ! decides to go to his house.
i, intim«> the reader Is given a
j .. Into Flagg’s den. The lawyer
r s , ■ .pied with his nephew. Tommy,
ihp . . human being for whom he ap-
bear any affection. Congreas-
r,a’ Rowland's butler, Jones, calls and
rf . s ’lagg a letter cpmpromiring Mrs.
u i . As the butler starts to leave,
, - £ presses a button and takes a se
• ash Ight of the man. He rushes
I f r . -n the house In terror. Allno slips
tv fmm her home unobserved and
. s Fiagg’s home. She finds the
h r open and goes to his study.
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(Novelized by)
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borough. now being presented at the
tvirtv- ninth Street Theater. New York.
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International News Service.)
| K. FliAOO?” queried the
girl, pushing aside the
heavy curtains beyond the
great oak door.
The man was standing at h1s desk
examining a letter he had just taken
fr .m a japanned tin box. A satisfied
smile played across his dark, crafty
features -and the smile deepened in
;nf -nsitv as he looked up and saw
the pretty girl he had drawn into his
weh of trickery and deceit. He was
a connoisseur in all things beautiful
as the warm-toned hangings, hand-
j tooled books and rare paintings in
i his luxurious library den testified.
| He had a sudedn instinct to hide
his box of shameful letters in his
safe, but as he started a paroxysm of
pain marred his face hey end its usual
evil and saturnine leer.
"Oh- pardon,” he said, pressing his
hand in grave pain to a heart weak
ened by years of unholy excitement
Parleying for a Soul.
Aline ignored his pain. Her own
was grave •enough. She could have
no sympathy for such as he.
"! phoned you,” she said coolly.
Her blood was throbbing in wild
fear. She was alone* late at night,
with Washington's master fiend, the
blackmailer of society—the creature
MOTHER COMES TO
DAUGHTER’S RESCUE
When. Daughter Thought,
Every Avenue of Escape
Closed, Mother Came
to Rescue.
who fed full on the loves and sorrows
of his fellows, whose heartlessness
was sated because men and women
had foolish, erring, loving hearts.
Flagg controlled his sufferings.
“Sit down,” said he.
The girl continued to stand, slen
der, alluring at the side of his great
oaken desk.
"Please lef me see that letter you
say you have.”
“Sit down. Miss Graham.”
•I must hurry!”
"We won’t be disturbed—here.” He
said it with slow emphasis—with
poisoned innuendo.
“Let me see that letter—if you have
it." replied the girl impatiently.
Presently.” The man sat down
with impudent sang-froid, and scruti
nized her with admiration that fairly
reeked of insult to the girl alone with
this unsavory creature in his den.
‘‘Please hurry!”
“You’re a pretty woman, Miss Gra
ham!” he insinuated.
"I didn’t come here for that, sir.”
The girl spoke with simple dignity—
she must not let this man see how
she feared him
"More beautiful than the lady in
my picture-—good painting—Salon—
Paris!” He pointed to a magnificent
portrait ••Justice” satirically hung
above the portals of his injustice. His
finger was on the electric button that
controlled the camera and' flashlight.
When his visitor turned to. look at
the picture she would be posed full
face for the camera. Aline Graham
would soon he photographed in his
gallery of immortals, thought Judson
Flagg and, like his ether victims, she
would he poiVerless to deny that she
was a client of his.
Rut Aline did not turn The plate |
in the camera was saved for later, j
more fiendish work!
“T haven't time for pictures - I must
hurry. You know it Please
lei rq$ see the letter and go.”
"You said over the phone you had
not written any letter you were afraid
of!” Flagg enjoyed prolonging the
torture of this pretty victim.
“I haven’t!”
"Then why are you here?”
“If you have such a letter it's a
forgery,!” thp girl declared.
“Why didn’t you forgo a marriage
certificate? One of them covers a
multitude of sins?” The man was
sneering openly now.
The Book of Shame.
The girl struggled for self-mas
tery. This creature should not—
must not—guess the extent to which
he* terror of him was growing. His
daring insult and the abvss of shame
which gaped before her anguished
eyes at his words must loom before
her eyes alone. He must not know—
he must not guess how he was terri
fying her
"You said you had a letter of mine
I’ve come to see that. If you won’t
let me see it, I’m going! Please
hurry."
Rut haste was not at all to Flagg’s
mind. The girl was pretty—she was*
fair game for his chasing. This '
promised to be sport of a sort as dear
as the blackmailer’s very self to his
cankered old heart. He rose in
leisurely fashion, crossed to his safe,
unlocked hts japanned tin treasure-
trove-^and slowly selected a pale
pink epistle from its contents
Pink! The color of the rosy tinted
young dreams of the girl who had
“Mr. Flagg?” Qv
the G-ir], Pushh,
Aside the Hea\jy
tains Beyond tin
Great Oak Door.
Tell flu- !»’■
NBk’ST?’’ A ’ • •
To the iri
useful gift D '
t There a
judged tht
Also, / r
outlining tin
husband’* >■ 1
gold pit <
each, a ' *
Stud go in
Mad * -
MONEY FOR
written it after those dr.-.um- - « r
meeting ru v a waken ii
dreams were bitterly and
gloomy, with only *
kinder tinted lining behind
The man was ccmstl
rocco hook that cont.'i in- ■•: tn : \
of shame —an "in fix t
it should have been. H ■ • < r it
and read aloud eynn < !?••
tortured girl wondered \
someone would - ■•nt< ;<t:< < • “r
her here. Why had s e > m> ' >'n r -
questioned her owi Y\ ,;n
she not trusted stronger
guide her course? 1: w >
now —she must go on
depths and abysses •
no in iminatfng momeh >f
before.”
Flagg was reading from ? s tree-
ful red hook—rcridin ;
ni< ment. "Graham Aline—that’.-*
' n la : .Miss Graham, seem to
• '•,/.»} the theory that indiscretion
’*'■ better part of love—but ti t's a.
• istaia the next time be sure u
> or vour gentleman friend againsi a
: vtnt i certificate—iTosaic.
■!i ' : ind in the end-*-ch .<per
r lea.st for the woman. Ah. here ii
W'oolwort^—Graham! Does that
■ 11 anything to ybuf
"Wool worth—Graham” — did that
• all .anything to her? In the midst
f her present agdny. the girl recalled
H-se oiher days of vivid agony—the
. of horror and shame and u -dess
.ret th it had followed bar! upon
>• glowing days of love and hop*,
nd trust—and the three days out of
lifeline- -the ihree days a lifetime
?o—the days that had brought her
night —the days t;
to dream of tl
care of ro-r i
The pink !< rt r!
"Oh, iet me s
fiend who knew .
THE
[Novelized byl
•octet y!
Life in New York
FAMILY | Success b
Jvy Owen Davis
in drive -how far 4 to Inst*11
wi n to drive his bargain
i Im - knowledge of effects he
• ;h • woman of 25 the little
i of the girl of lit the girl i
i outgrown in her fatal leap
nhool six years before,
om, you can’t ciesprt me now ,
believe even your own
ou can’t go to the other side
, , ;h—and leave me to bear
i > ou suggest—the torturing
shame!”
* i i lo mber it ’” asked the ]
\ tc casually Then he;
• vl\ .rich word a drop of
falling with delicate |
same spot a woman's
• r >• joy in her honor
nti; >d To-morrow.
D ARD
Louisville, Ala.—In referring to her
recent troubles, Mrs. Bessie E. Bruce,
of this town, says: "After childbirth.
suffered greatly with wasting, and
V5 U‘lo\in womanly troubles, and was
In bed for six weeks. Half the time I
°ould not move, only when I was
turned over by some one. Oh! how I
suffered, no one knows.
T told that I would have to go
through an operation, but at the time
the operation I was too weak to
undergo it, and I decided there was
no chance for me.
"As a last resort my mother ad-
me to try Cardui, the woman’s
l °nic, and my husband bought me a
mottle, i oould tell from the first
That it was doing me good, and bv
fixe time I had taken the first bottle I
ould stand on my feet. I got another
b °tfie. and before I had taken It up I
Wa? just about well. The pains all
topped, and in a short while I was
a hl p to do my -work.
’I know that Cardui saved my lif p .
®nd I would not be without it in the
^ 0Qs<i I almost waited too long, and
2 advise all suffering women not to
hut to begin taking Cardui at
oik?"
ruggist sells Cardui. Get a
Lott.
e to-day.
r»ji. B Write to: Ladies’ Advisor*
bnc h «ttanooga Medicine Co., Chat-
^ : Tenn., for Special Instructions,
4 *hage book, ‘ Home Treatment for
. tv
omen,"
tuest.
-Advt.
*ent in plain wrapper, on re-
(From Owen Davis' play now being pre
sented at the Playhouse, New York, by
WiKiam A. Brady. Copyright, 3913, by
International News Service.)
TO-DAY’S INSTALLMENT
"Not for a million. I'm through with
that game I can’t (|uit. T won't! Not
for a million! Don’t talk to me any
mure -I’m sick of It," sai<i Kitty,
crossly.
A little of the gloom went out of
Pick's face ho shrugged his shoulders
nnTl smiled with a slight change of
stress. Dick Do Roy was not quite
through yet,
Kitty rose and began walking un
easily about the room.
"Whore's Ken?" he yawned. “He
seems to be out early. Never thoutjjit
how much earlier than the bird who
caught him, Mr, Early Worm, must
have got up!”
"He’s looking for the job he’s talking
about." said Dick.
Kitty glared at him—then more ac
cusingly at Jim.
"This room Is In fine condition. I sup
pose Potter won’t officiate while you are
here."
“Potter has flew the coop along with
the rest of the Nelson family!" an
nounced Dick, succinctly.
Jim tried to t?e peacemaker.
"What’s a little dirt?" he questioned
pleasantly: "it’s healthy!
Kitty flung herself into another chair
with an obvious air of bored discon
tent. Dick stared toward her with an
access of tenderness. He stood back
of her for a moment. "Kitty.’ he said,
low and soft. The girl did not stir,
■nick Stood earnestly thinking for a
minute, and then he made for the
piano stool. He sat down, struck a
ranrnus chord or two. and then, as if
suddenly given an idea, he exclaimed:
"gav, Jim! Play that thing for
me will you? I think you know it”
Hr Stepped back with an ingratiating
bow and a fine flourish.
"Every one on this floor knows It,"
grumbled Jim.
But the tone and the smile tempted
him. He got up and strolled noncha
lantly toward the piano. He sat down
played a scale, then some chords.
There was a .lash and a swing in his
stooped ilgure. He played through
Dick’s favorite. "Meet Me In Spoon
Tim" Dearie." and turned for his meed
praise Dick was grinning hroadly.
His experiment bade fair to work. Kit-
ty was leaning forwat g.r/b;; r u • m
with a sort of speculative i e - ? t.
“Fine!” exclaimed Dick.
"Got a llght' > " asked Jim quite a? if
Dick were in the habit of fetching him
matches. So easily suo-c -• • n • • s!
"My piano playin’ is gcttii ' sort of
rusty lately, and I got a : tc" thumb
where my old horse bit M. ‘ I
made a mistake givln’ up mv m; < -
but I always did love a cab' The <
ety click of the hos.-es' k • ne
music, to., but them blamed i
a tickin’ Is not at all r «r!"
He lit his pipe, puffed away furiously
to see that It drew *• well, then
turned to the piano and v. nt ;
"Talk about vour tin-pan opera •
this song reminds n •• of an . i • ; . in
a barber shop!" he ventured in a
perior tone—delighted at this sudden
admission to an equal footing with D k
LeRoy, and bound to make t) .* mbst
of It while It lasted!
He played the song quite through.
Dlok sang it. At the end of the verse
they both turned anxiously to Kitty
They were both actuated by the .-.•
desire to reach her- to penetrate her
reserve—to make her consider them and
the things they could do So the bun-
tarn rooster struts before his hens.
"How it Ls?" a ■ • • 1
"As full of expression as a .disap
pointed oyster,” said Kitty \ gon-usly
If inelegantly.
Her indifference was falling from
her. She looked suddenly v Bran’ nd
full of life. "Here! Play it over
again." she cried.
"What! AGAIN?” exclaimed Jim.
"Yes! I’ll show you!”
The Break.
Kitty leaped to her feet buoyant,
sparkling and fairly bubbling v.yUi <-•
ergy. All the lassitude and indiftYr
ence had fled. She made a % monk ins'
little bow' to Dick, and stood h'vdtatirg
a moment, asway. read- to leap to
pictured motion
Dick's face expressed his delight.
This was more than he had dared ho? e.
Why. he HAD Kilty!
In a throaty little soprano she hum
med the tune. Then she caught her
narrow skirts high, pirouetted ad
pranced a moment and. becoming at
last quite sure of herself, t ■ n ' ■ • dtp
and sway to the syncopated music of
the dance.
She stopped, sang the i * is thn ,
bowed to a mythical endience- no
then ran toward Dick with her eyes
aflame.
"Shall we do it together! 'Vint to
dance with me’.’
"Want to dance with yon Gee Kit
ty, j ou witch!"
He. caught her ronglily in his arms.
Jim went on playing the sensuous
music of Dick’s song. He did not
glance up He had found himself
again. Under his chapped old fingers
the piano gave out luring, witching,
Dick and Kitty swayed and whirled
in <.o’ other's arms A little wisp of
her hait trembled out from under her
bat and laid its soft gold across Dick's
face. IB aught it between his lips
pnd drew her pulsing young body close
in his embrace. Pink banners w'ere fly
ing in Kitty’s face Her eyes were blue
flame This was living! Closer came
his. She trembled a little but did not
! draw awa- Kitty May was knowing a
was bom of th*- sensuous strains of
the dance. She had forgotten herself
and her plans.
Dick’s lips found hers—clung a mo
ment- and then the music stopped with
an awakening crash.
Kenneth Nelson stood In the door
way. His face was pale—he looked like
a man awakening from a had dream.
Had he seen?
Kitty pushed Dick away petulantly.
"Dick, I'm surprised at you! 1
wouldn’t go to all that trouble trying
to teach you the tango if I'd thought
you would take such shameful advan
tage of a lady!”
"Oh, it’s you!” Dick spoke con-
temptuously and ignored the scene that
Bad ju.M passed, and all necessity for
a pology.
"You get out. I’pn still a hit above
entertaining chauffeurs in my apart
ment, end don’t you ever dare to smoke
that pipe tn here again! This Is neither
a servant’s hall nor a barroom. I won’t
•
"Why the grouch?" queried Kitty
"f won't have it! You go!" said
This time Kitty did not think it worth
her while to Indulge In a bit of play
acting and add a histrionic, "James!"
"Oh, all right," said Jim, the oft-
snubbed. "I don’t see much In tills
place, anyway, but let me tell you some
thing. young feller. Pride's all right
when you are somebody, but when It
ain’t travclln’ with a bank-roll it’s a
He slammed the door after him. The
rr ia ire ■ f th • fall of the son of the
B« use l Nelson was marked by the fact
that U i Gnrrlty slammed the door aft» r
him and that Kitty scorned to pretend
Irdigr.' tion at her supposed servant's
prudeiiet. Instead, she »ai<i very
cekity; /
It take* time to 1
: . • had she for a piker |
. hi' hardened that hard !
us< u culled her heart.
• started something -how !
• • finish it?.. I can't see
: ■< cm to be very well!
• >f Kenneth Nelson - !
MONEY FOP
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for CB ?•; -i in .
own git' D.fci
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C ntinued To-morrow.
Atlanta, Ga
MONEY FOR
Miss M
ice to Get ['OUR
s Money
Ciporgian flow YOU Have
: in of Present-giving.
an r v the selection of Christmas
'* so i. To-day's mall brought an
n . :i i, rested in the of^er I made
ot! plan to get the ideas of others
•tfl'er of gold pieces for bt -1 let-
i, read the offer carefuiiy and
u.S OFFER.
R - / letter telling irjiat is the most
;Deen the uives whose letters are ad-
: to husbands who write brief Irfttrs
t n t In st lettt < will receive,
1/1 /.' > LEX PA VIS,
il Department, The Atlanta Georgian.
i Will I h \\.‘ ?:i 11 Hi
B<- pie.axed as a result.
MRS. G. \V. T.
Atlanta, Ga. •
A DAILY REMINDER.
Miss Mary Leu D'avis:
! think a man likes to read a
-•• d d daily paper \vh »n Be comes
u- ni his work and I s.m going
»i subscription to The Geor-
MRS. R. G.
Dallas Ga.
A WOMAN'S IDEA.
Le t i mv is:
i R as the most appro*
orr*' e it. spend the next year
LOVE AND RESPECT.
ir wife love and respect
jdtase you, and she will accept
• ny gift from you if true senti
ment is felt, from a block of
chewing gum to a beautiful home.
Roberta, Ga. J. L. I>,
LIKE USEFUL GIFTS.
Miss Mary Lea Davis: d
\o n. :;s a rule, appreciate use
ful therefore 1 make'it a rule
■ give my husband the things
1 knou he war I always nmko
n ‘e of the things I hear him
••civ he n*-ed».. Some of the things
\ ’ much appreciated by him
embroidered collar hag, a pair of
c< 1 { cuff link? with the mono-
r m engraved, a h. r.d-mad<
ru i pi-** caar* with a j ocket foi
• teh dav of the week. ThL
in dm easy chair, and bed/
KLberton, Ga. MRS. C. A. P.
•Ve ha ve moved to our new store,
’I 1NTA FLORAL CO.
stuff on m Ju ’ m?* i
few dirty della
see how quick! > nc<
More Money.
when you foun/1 out ’hat it wa
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