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I I © © If You Insist on Being a Worm, Don't Be Surprised If Folios Go Out of Their Way to Step on You § <=* T! MAGAZINE <&> A Thrilling Story of Society Blackmailers <g> Off) Alim? Graham, the beautiful daugh :«r of U. S District Attorney Gordon Graham, is beloved by Captain Liw ence Holbrook, a soldier of fortune, free lance and all-round good fellow Aline loves him. but, because of some sorrel <n her past, she refuse* to marry hirn While Holbrook la at her house she re celves a telephone message from Judson Flagg, a lawyer and notorious black mailer of society Holbrook begs Aline to tell him her secret. She refuses and makes him leave her The message from Flagg has made her frantic, and •he finally derides to go to his house fn the meantime the reader Is given a glimpse into Flagg's d< is closeted with tils nephew, Tommy, the only human being for whom hr ap pears to bear any affection Congress man Rowland's butler. Jones, ■ alls ami sells Flagg a letter compromising Mrs Rowland. As the butler starts to leave, Flagg presses a button and takes a se •ret flashlight of the man He rushes from the house In terror Aline slips away from her home unobserved urul reaches Flaggs home She finds the front door open and goes to his study. >)} I (From the play by George Scar oorough. now being presented at the Thirty-ninth Street Theater, New York Serial rights held ami copyrighted by International News Service.) n l: FLAGG? queried lit* iy I girl, pushing aside the heavy curtains beyond the Hicat oak door. Tin- man was standing at his d#y4. xatnining a letter he had just token Ijom a japanned tin box. A satisfied -mile played across his dark, rrafty euures and the smile deepened In niensrity as he looked up and saw >e pretty girl he had drawn into his • eb of trickery and deceit. He was y connoisseur in all things beautiful as the warm-toned hangings, hand- (ooled books and rare paintings in hue luxurious library den testified. He had a midden instinct to hide his box of shameful letters In his safe, but as he started a paroxysm of pain marred his face beyond Its usual evil and saturnine leer “Oh- pardon," he said, pressing his hand In grave-pa in 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 , ’M phoned you," »h© said ooolly. Her blood was throbbing In wild fear. She was alone, Iste at night, with Washington’s master fiend, the blackmailer of sooiety—the creature who fed full on the loves and sorrows of his fellows, whose Heartlessness was sated because men and women had foohsh, errmg, loving hearts. Flagg controlled hb sufferings. y "Hit down," said he. llu girl continued to stand, slen der, alluring at the side of his great oaken desk. PI cm hh let me see that letter you say you have." "Hit down, Mina Graham” ”1 must hurry!” "We won’t be disturbed—here.” He said it* with slow emphasis—with poisoned innuendo. “Let rne 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 thlH'ijnsavory 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 Ha Ion — Paris.!” He pointed to a magnificent portrait of “Justice” satirically hung above the portals of his injustice. His linger wh.h on the electric button that controlled the camera and flashlight. When his visitor turned to look at the plot tire she would be posed full face for the camera. Aline Graham would soon be photographed In his gallery of Immortals, thought Judson Flagg and, like his other vlctlrds, she would be powerless to deny that she was a client of Rut Aline did not turn. The plate the camera was saved for later, more fiendish work! 'T haven’t time for pictures 1 must hurr\ You know it Please let me see tho 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 "F haven't!” Then why are you here?” "If you have such a letter forgery!” the girl declared. * “Why didn’t you forge 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 abyss 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 his Japanned tin treasure- trove—and slowly selected a pale plst le from its contents , Pink! The color of the rosy tinted young dreams of the girl who had Here’s a Chance to Get YOUP Christmas Money 'Tell the Readers of The Georgian How YOU Harp Solved the Problem of Present-giving. E VERYBODY seems to be planning the selection of Christinas gifts ahead of the “rush” season. To-day’s mall brought ax avalanche of letters containing suggestions. Married realms of The Georgian seem to be very much interested In the offer I maot the other day, and which Is In force until December 18. I venture to say that from the day the custom of gift giving */ Christmas was inaugurated husbands and wives have been perplexed over the problem of suitable presents. I have been worried year after year, and I thought It would be a good plan to get the Ideas of other* on the subject. That was the reason I made the offer of gold pieces for beet. ** ters. If you haven’t sent in your letter, read the offer carefully mtxr then let me have your suggestion. READ THE OFFER. To the wife who writes the best short letter telling what m the men useful gift for a husband, one $10 gold piece. Three awards of $5 each will be given the wives whose letter s or- judged the next best. Also, 1 will award the same prizes to husbands who vrrite brief letter* outlining the most appropriate gift, for a husband to give his wife To the husband's letter that is adjudged the best the writer will receive « frfi gold piece. Husbands who write the three next best letters will receipt >1 each, a gold piece for their thoroughness. Send vour letters addressed to MARY LB A DAVIS , Editorial Department, The Atlanta Georgian Hex •.me letters that have Just arrived: TURKEY AND DUCK. Miss -Mary Lea Davis: Husband would enjoy most a turkey, wild duck, oysters and a box of cigars. MRS. R. H. Seneca, S. C. written it after those dreams *ere meeting rude awakening, and the d reams were bitterly black and gloomy, with only the hope of a kinder tinted lining behind. The man was consulting a red mo rocco book that contained an index of shame—an “Index expurgatorius,” it should have been. He fingered it and read aloud cynically, while the tortured girl wondered how soon someone would come -and discover her here. Why had she come? She questioned her own heart. Why had she not trusted stronger hands to guide her course? It was too late now she must go on and on to the depths and abysses of which she had no illuminating moment of “shadow- before.” Flagg was reading from his shame ful red book—reading with shameless enjoyment Graham—Aline—that’s it You ladies. Miss Graham, seem to go upon the theory that indiscretion Is the better part of love—but that’s a mistake—the. next time be sure to steer vour gentleman friend against a magistrate and a certificate—prosaic, but safer and in the end—cheaper - at least for the woman. Ah, here it is—Woolworth—Graham! Does that recall anything td you? “Woolworth—Graham”—did that recall anything to her? In the midst of her pre: «rit agony, the girl recalled those other days of vivid agony—the days of horror and shame and useless regret that had followed hard upon the glowing days of love and hope and trust—and—the three days out of a lifetime the three days a lifetime ago - the days that had brought her into the toils of Judson Flagg this night—the days that forbade her ever to dream of the love and protecting care of her man of all men—Ca.ptq.in Larry Holbrook, soldier and gentle man. Flagg dropped the book back in the box. locked his treasure-trove, hid it safely away in Its fastness and came back to the desk of intrigue with the little pink missive in his clawlike, clutching hands. The pink letter! It was to claim It —to regain it—that’Aline Graham had dared name and fame and fate to night. "Oh, let me see it!’ The words fairly leaped of themselves from the girl’s fast beating heart to her trembling lips. “No. listen to it!” said the crafty fiend w-ho knew just how far to play his devil’s tune on human emotions— how far io drive—how far io install fear—and when to drive his bargain for the pound of flesh. With fine knowledge of effects he read t6 the woman of 25 the little heart cry of the girl of 19—the girl Aline had outgrown in her fatal leap to womanhood six years before. ‘‘Ob, Tom, you can’t desert me now —I won’t believe even your own words. You can’t go to the other side of the earth—and leave me to bear the horror you suggest—the torturing fear—the shame!” “Do*you remember it?” asked the arch fiend quite casually. Then he went on slowly, each word a drop of water falling, falling with delicate torture on the same spot—a woman’s pride—a girl’s joy in her honor. To Be Continued To-morrow. THE fSSBW FAMILY KSS CUPBOARD V 1 A MOTHER COMES TO DAUGHTER'S RESCUE When, Daughter Thought, Every Avenue of Escape Closed, Mother Came to Rescue. LoulrvfTle, Ala.—In referring to her -ecent troubles, Mrs. Bessie E. Bruce, of thia town, says “After childbirth, I suffered greatly with wasting, and various womanly troubles, and was n bed for six weeks. Half the time 1 could not move, only when I was turned over by some one. Oh! how 1 suffered, no one knows j “T was told that I would have to go through an operation, but at the time of the operation I was too weak to undergo it, and I decided t^ere was no chance for ms "As a last resort my mother ad vised me to try Cardui, the woman’s onlc, and my husband bought me a buttle. 1 could tell from the first lat it was doing rtie good, and by it* time f had taken the first bottle I could stand on my feet. 1 got another bottle, and before I had taken 1t up I was just about well. The pains all stopped, and in a short while 1 was able to do my work. “1 know that Cardui saved my life, and I would not be without it in the house. I almost waited too long, and T advise all suffering women not to wait, but to begin taking Cardui at once.” Your druggist sella Cardui. Get a oottle to-day N. B.—Write to. Ladles’ Advisory Dept . Chattanooga Medicine Co., Ohat- anooga Tenn , for Special Instructions,, and 64-page book, ‘Home Treatment for' Women,” seat in plain wrapper, on r«- I •nest—Advft. (Novelized byl (From Owen Davis' play now being pre sented at the Playhouse. New York, by William A. Bradv Copyright, 1913, by International News Service.) TODAY’S INSTALLMENT "Not for a mltlion. Tm through with that game I can't fluit. I won’tl Not fpr a million! Don’t talk to me any more -I’m sick of it," said Kitty, crossly A little of the gloom went out of Dick’s face he shrugged his shoulders an<! smiled with a slight change of stress. Dick Le Roy was not quite through yet. Kitty rose and began walking un easily about the room "Where’s Ken?" he yawned. “He seems to be out early Never thought 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 he 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. Dick stood earnestly thinking for a minute, and then he made for the piano stool He sat down, struck a rancous chord or two, and then, as if suddenly given an idea, he exclaimed: "Say Jim! Play that thing for me, will you? I think you know it." He 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 and played a scale, then some chords. There was a dash and a swing in his stooped figtire He played through Dick's favorite. "Meet Me in Spoon Time. Dearie,” and turned for his meed of praise Dick was grinning broadly. His experiment bade fair to work! Kit ty was leaning forward, gazing at Jim with a sort of speculative respect, "Fine!” exclaimed Dick. "Got a light?” asked Jim quite as if Dick were In the habit of fetching him matches. So easily success succeeds! "My piano playin’ is gettln’ sont of rusty lately, and I got a. stiff thumb where my old horse bjt me. Maybe I made a mistake glvin’ up my music— but I always did love a cab! The click- ety click of the bosses’ hoofs is some music, too—but them blamed taxi clocks a tickin’ is not at all to my earl” He lit his pipe, puffed away furiously to see that it drew quite well, then turned to the piano and went on. "Talk about your tin-pan operas— this sofig reminds me of an off-day in a barber shop!" he ventured in a su perior tone—delighted at this sudden admission to an equal footing with Dick LeRoy, and bound to make the mbst of it while it lasted! He played the song quite through Dick sang it. At the end of the verse they both turned anxiously to Kitty. They were both actuated by the same desire to reach her—to penetrate her reserve—to make her consider them and the things they could do. So the ban tam rooster struts before h1s hens. "How It is?” asked Dick anxiously. "As full of expression as a disap pointed oyster," said Kitty vigorously if inelegantly. Her Indifference was falling from her. She looked suddenly vibrant and full of life. "Here! Play It over again," she cried. "What! AGAIN?" exclaimed Jim. "Yes! I’ll show you!" v The Break. Kitty leaped to her feet -buoyant, sparkling -and fairly bubbling with en ergy All the lassitude and Indiffer ence had fled. She made a mocking little bow to Dick, and stood hesitating a moment, asway, ready to leap into pictured motion. Dick's face expressed his delight. This was more than he had dared hope. Why. he HAD Kitty! In a throaty little soprano she hum med the tune. Then she caught her narrow skirts high. pirouetted and pranced a moment and. becoming at last quite sure of herself, began to dip and sway to the syncopated music of the dance. She stopped, sang the chorus through, bowed to a mythical audience—ana then ran toward Dick with her eves aflame. "Shall we do it together! Want to xlanee with me?” "Want to dance with you? Gee—Kit ty, you witchi” He caught her roughly 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, velvet melody. Dick anil Kitty swayed and whirled in each other’s arms. A little wisp of her hair trembled out from under her hat and laid its soft gold across Dick’s face. He caught It between his lips and drew her pulsing young body close in his embrace. Pink banners were fly ing in Kitty's face. Her eyes were blue flame This was living! Closer came Dick’s burning eyes. He loosed the strand of hair and sought her lips with his. She trembled a little but did not draw away. Kitty May was knowing a real emotion—a big feeling, though It was born of the 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 bad 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 latfy!" "Oh, It’s you!” Dick spoke con temptuously and ignored the scene that had Just passed, and all necessity for apology. "You get but. I’m still a hit above entertaining chauffeurs in my apart ment. and don't you ever dare to smoke that pipe in here again! This is neither a servant’s hall nor a barroom. I won’t tell you that again." "Why the grouch?' queried Kitty lightly. "I won’t have It! You go! said •Kenneth. 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 ^£©e much In this place, anyway, but let me tell you some- | thing, young feller. Pride’s all right j when you are somebody, but when It ain’t travelin’ with a bank-roll it’s a bum stall." He slammed the door after him. The measure of the fall of the ’ son of the house of Nelson was marked by the fact that Jim Garrtty slammed the door after him and that Kitty scorned to pretend indignation at her supposed servant's Imprudence Instead, she said very coldly; "Now I suppose you are satisfied!'' "Satisfied! Good heavens, Kitty. I am learning a gTeat deal lately. But It takes time to learn to associate with some of your friends." Dick came toward Kenneth in ruf fled Indignation and with threatening manner. “Kitty's friends are hard to asso ciate with—eh? Meaning me—per haps?” "Perhaps!" said Ken very coldly. "I suppose you can pull that haughty stuff on me Just because I owe you a few dirty dollars ” Kenneth answered with a quietness of manner that almost impressed Pick— at least it made him honest in reply. "When I had money I shared It will ingly. It has been a lesson to me—to see how quickly your manner changed More Money. when you found out that It was gone.’ "Why wouldn’t it?” exclaimed Mr. Le Roy, disingenuously. "What else would I want of you? I'll see you be fore I go, Kitty, but I’m done!" "Dick, too! I suppose Fll be next!” she flung out, bitterly. The boy crossed to her, his arms held out. In the tone of his sad young voice there was something of the love that had not yet been destroyed—some thing of the despair that was destroy ing everything. "Kitty!” he pleaded. The girl drew away from him petu- Pimply Faces Need Nol Be Pimples, blotches, blemishes and sal low skin Just fade away after a few days treatment of HOT SPRINGS LIVER I BUTTONS. Thousands of women owe their good complexion, health, glowing cheeks and sparkling eyes to these splendid little wonder workers. They speedily end constipation, drive i f »oisonous waste from the bowels, start \ nto activity the sluggish liver and i change impure, slow-flowing blood to pure, rich blood. Little chocolate-coated HOT SPRINGS LIVER BL T TTONS banish headache, stop dizziness and biliousness, sharpen up the appetite and bring back ambition and energy. All druggists sell them for 25 cents and money back if they aren't the great est laxative you ever had dealings with. For free sample write Hot Springs Chemical Company. Hot Springs. Ark — Advt lantly. What use had she for a piker —a failure? She hardened that hard little muscle called her heart. "No! You’ve started something—how are you going to finish it? I can’t see It! You don’t seem to be very well able to take care of Kenneth Nelson— let alone Kitty May!” To Be Continued To-morrow. GIVE HIM AN EASY CHAIR Miss Mary Lea Davis: Let the wife give husband an easy chair. She wrll enjoy see ing him comfortable. MRS. S. P. Madison, Ga. MONEY FOR THE WIFE. .Miss Mary Lea Davis: My idea of a present for a wife is $5 or $10 that she can spend as she sees fit. I know by expe rience. J. L. P. Fitzgerald, Ga. A REPLENISHED WARDROBE. Miss Mary Lea Davis: I give my husband the things he needs most. 1 replenish his run-down wardrobe and pay for it out of my own earned money. He ib always delighted. Kirkwood, Ga. MRS. J. MONEY FOR PRESENTS., Miss Mary Lea Davis: I always give my wife the money that she wishes to spend for Christmas gifts. She buys her own gift and seems pleased with the arrangement. W. J. O’B. Atlanta, Ga. A GRAFONOLA Miss Mary Lea Davis: A Grafonola and some choice records is about the best pres ent a wife can give her husband: that is. if he likes music, and most men do. MRS. W. F. M. Atlanta, Ga. HIS HOME PAPER Miss Mary T^ea Davis: I think the best Christmas gift a wife can give her husband is a year’s subscription to hla homo paper. It reminds him of tho giver each day that It arrives. MRS. M. W Atlanta, Ga. MONEY FOR HUSBAND. Miss Mary Lea Davis: I am going to give my husband the money and let him purchase his own present. Then I know he will get just whar ha wa.trrs and be pleased as a result MRS. Qk W, T Atlanta. Ga. A DAILY REMINDER Miss Mary Lea Davis: I think a man likes to reed \ good daily paper when he come* In from his work and T am golnjx to present my husband with year’s subscription to The Geor Sian. MRS. R. G Dallas, Ga. A WOMAN’S IDEA Miss Mary Lea Davis: I suggest as the most appro 1 prlate gift for the husband a re a' promise to spend the next year at home looking after his and the children’s Interests. That would be appreciated In many home® next year. MRS. S. A. W Atlanta, Ga. LOVE AND RESPECT Miss Mary I,ea Davis: Give your wife love and reaper t and thank her for her kindness and admire her In her effort to please you, and she will aocep any gift from you if true sent! ment is felt, from a block o* chewing gum to a beautiful home Roberta, Ga. J. L. D LIKE USEFUL GIFTS Miss Mary Lea Davis: Men, as a rule, appreciate nse ful gifts therefore I make it a rule to give my husband the thing* I know he wants. I always ma!" a. note of the things I hear him say he needs. Some of the thing* very much appreciated by hin were a leather bill fold, a hand embroidered collar bag, a pair of gold cuff links with the raon« gram engraved, a hand-mads newspaper case with a pocket for each day of the week. Thit proved to be a great convert lence. He also found much com fort in an easy chair and bed room slippers Eiberton, Ga. MRS. C. A, P We have moved to our new store 97 Peachtree Street. ATLANTA FLORAL CO A Do You Suffer From Indigestion? When you do not properly digest your food your blood becomes thin and every organ of the body soon feels the effect. The result is—headaches, sleeplessness, nervousness and many other symptoms—due to accumula tion of poisons in the body. Unless the stomach is given aid at this stage— more serious illnesses follow. 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