Atlanta Georgian. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, December 10, 1913, Image 8

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Every Man's Conscience Tallis in Too Small a Voice lo Suit His Wife © © ■d, 1MT r~ THE FAMILY CUPBOARD The (fold Witch c* Being the Adventures of a Golden-Haired Heiress j No. 6—All’s Fair in Txrne and War by stella FLORES Davsey May me And Her F oiks Adapt** frttm the B'g Breaitway Success j By Owen Davla. f Nevellred fry! tFrom Ow#n Darla* play now being pre sented >t (ha Playhouse, New York, by I WlHlam A Brady -Copyright. 1913, by j international News Service, j TO-DAY’S INSTALLMENT "Nor said KJtty. *W*n good-bye *' Dick started for f>.e door and then stopped -a curious Itttle smile had coma over hla face. He knew the old spirit of ©omradeahlp- fha old Intareata of th# "small-time artists* “ Ufa Ha cam# back again, amDtng broadly—and stood juat back of the table—where ha oould touch Kitty If be would Th# Sli Quigley* are on th# bill at Albany Shall I give 'em your love?*’ Kitty 1 * faca brightened with a grow bag flama of interest Th# Qulflayat I haven't seen em In four year* l”d 11k# to aee Marne again— and th# bunch!" Her voice took on a far-away ramlnlaoent ton* "IT WAS FUN. SOMETIMES!" "Moat game# is fun aometlmaa—and caoart of ‘am la—HELL -sometime*," paid Dlok. with alow atresa "Good- by* " H# want to fha door, then atopped. ta had another Inspiration "Kitty!— r "Wall r* Dick came back again 'That * aome song—too classy for the itle time, and I know a clever guy— • real swell author, that's got a sure fire sketch Ha*a a cripple—an' ha'll let ma have It for the price of one of them Jointed leg* There’s a fellow an 1 a dam*—tbay been married a month an’— hut what do you care?” Ha waited a noment to achieve hla full effect of ftlmulartng avarice, curiosity and lone- neae for the old Ufa, for the old bunch." and ambition—euch ambition as might etlll flicker in the ease-lapped *©ul of a Utile vampire. Kttty Claire. 'So long!" he concluded, and went as far aa turning the handle of th# door *nd picking up hla big leather bag Kitty wondered aloud "Th# man gets all the fat In that sketch, I suppose Y* "Star part for the girl.” Dick was 1 •try aura of himself now "Oood-bye.” I H# atgrted down the corridor. *T'm coming—I’ll go!” cried Kitty "*la1re. ‘‘You wllir* Dick was like most pe<v- t>le who scheme and plan for a thing. Whan they get that "consummation de voutly to be wished" they suddenly re lax. and sea < cely know how to accept their success. Kitty apoka with a feeling of breath less desire to get It all over quickly— quickly before her fickle little mind •rbar-ged again past all her willing. Kitty's Philosophy. "I can't stand 1t hare! Til be sorry, •a will you, but I’ll go!” Somehow now that the moment had •ome—the moment toward which Dick's every effort had been tending for the past month, there waa Just a simple of-couraenesa about It all. It seemed th# obvloua thing to do. Emotion was a quality from which Kitty felt for a mo ment walled and protected by all the emotion ah# had been feeling from that moment long weeks ago when Dick Le- Koy had come back from hla "big •cream weat of Chicago”—when Ken- nath Nel eon with hla Fifth avenue tai lored look had crossed her vision--and whan Charles Nelson, tha Samson whom aha nor alroumstance could conquer, had marched atemly and strongly out of her Ufa Dick went forward to kiss the girl he had woo—at laat. ”Let‘a wait!” cried Kitty scarcely un- daratandlng her own motive. *’I know Tm a fool—but he’s such a queer kid ” Sh# oould leave Kenneth for Dick; but em tha sva of going aha could not kiss 51a mor* than aucceaaor In the room peered to the one man who had thought bar "good.” yteoolilng In amused amassment, Dick arfed: ”A little more and you'd been snick we him!” "I wonder? Dick., I wonder? Some- V % s ?A L 4 nwf e— ' il 1 g m •»! m :r_i' ml \\l IWf r vV4y vi. 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Put 2*^ ounces of ilnex ttlft; - cents' worth) In a pint bottle, and add the Sugar Syrup It keeps perfectlj Take a teaapoon ful every ont, two or three hours Pine Is one of the oldest and best known remedial agents for the throat membranes Pinex la a moat valu- } able concentrated compound of Norway white pine extract, and is v rich In gualacol and other natural ) ealing elements Other preparations • vil! -.o* wo . !n this combination < The prompt results from this mix- S ture have endear**! it to thousands \ cf housewives in the United States ■■ and Car.ada. which explains why ihe > plan has been Imitated oftefiT— but never successfully. A guaranty of absolute satisfac- S tion. or money promptly refunded, goes with this preparation Your druggist baa Pinex. or will get it for you If not. send to The Pinex > Co., Fort Wayne Jnd. • ft \ V * r r OM and the coekatoo are mortal enemies, but the Gold Witch adores the bird, and watches it carefully At last Toro gets his opportunity and bribes a small boy to steal the bird while the Gold Witch sleeps on in blissful ignorance Then Tom hurries out and buys up the best flowers and candies in the neighborho id. w ’HEN she awakens the bird is gone Though heart-broken at her loss Tom proves a com fort—much to the amusement of the wise parlor maid. The Gold Witch discovers that Tom is an excellent judge of candy an 1 flowers, and his stock goes up accordingly. In a surprisingly short time she is comparatively happy again By FRANCES L. GARSID& > M rs. LYSANDER JOHN AP PLETON put down her news * paper with & look of deep con cern. As a member of the Sisterhood of Struggling Women she felt tha; some incentive to struggle had bee* i left out of her life. The account of the meeting of the Sisterhood of Struggling Women told much of the brutality of man. Delo gate after delegate bore wltnes* tt the habits of husbands of demand Ing that their wives account tw ^very cent they spent Mrs. Ly«and« John had never been held to aooouut and, overwhelmed with the paseloc !*or martyrdom which Is now engulf' ing her sex, she felt that sh« hat been wronged. ‘He hasn't asked it/* she thought ‘but I know that he 1b wonderlnf what I did with the ten dollars h# gave me yesterday. I will put mjr self within the pale of martyrdott and suffer with my sisters by giving him a detailed account hereafter o!* everv rent I spend. When It oomet to suffering for the Cause, I wli never have it said of m# &hja& 3 shirked my share” That evening, when Dysander Jofcv had retired behind his newspaper an* was settling to his own satlsfactioi the Mexican problem, his wife begaa* “You gave me $10 yesterday.” Lysander John looked over hi* p* per, nodded, and went back to Huort* Hearing his wife’s voice again, ho absent-mindedly began to fumble lx- the pocket where he kept his cash. “I am prepared,” he heard his wi£F> say, “to account for every cent 1 hav** I spent of it.” Lysander John was deciding that r he were Wilteon' he would let the Mexicans fight it out. and was Inter rupted in the soothing thoughts o how Lysander John Appleton, Presi dent of the United States, had, by hip masterly brain, restored peace to our warring neighbor by the following monologue: “Ice man, 10 cents: 35 cents for milk; $1.75 for having your sui pressed; 15 cents, starch; 5 cents bluing; 33 cents, meat; 2 cents, soup bone; 11 cents, silk twist; 11 cents ditto; 11 cents, ditto; 5 cents, tape; 4 , cents, buttons; 16 cents, whalebone 16 cents, ditto; 10 cents, thread; 10 I cents, ditto; 10 cents, ditto; 10 cent? ditto; 12 cents, hooks and eyes; 12 cents, d-itto; 12 cents, ditto; 12 cent# ditto; 12 cents, dit ” But she read no more, for Lysander John, reaching across the table, tor?/ the list from her hand and stamped on the floor. “For heaven 1 * sake,” he cried, “wh> tell me all that? What do I care hov you spend it, Just so you let m** alone? Here is another ten. For th« sake of Mike go and spend all of i 1 on dittoes if you like, but keep ®tl* about it!” “If the men,” lie grumbled to Mm* self a little later when alone In hlf den, “had to listen to the account of how their wives spend every penny there wouldn’t be insane asylums 11 hold them.” But somehow Mrs. Lysander Joh? was not satisfied. Those who long t< Buffer martyrdom seldom are how I see why you men don’t under stand woman! Just now T don't pre cisely ootton to Kitty May’s ways! I wonder!" “Don’t wonder Sure you’d been stuck on him—except for tlie truth of that poetry gas about ‘a little less’—an’ there Is & block between you!” Kitty pondered on aloud—putting Into words some of her own possibilities for finer womanhood—the fineness she and circumstances had starved and battered about and beaten Into subjection—the womanhood whose only revenge was a subtle stirring now and then a puasle- ment to KJtty, who scarcely realised how different she might have been! ‘First. It whs to get square—and I did! Then—you sec—he thinks I’m qood. That’s funny, of course—but sometimes It didn't seem ao funny— aort of sweet—and I'd think But that's a laugh . . ” She sighed and then broke into a laugh that grad ually steadied to some semblance of mirth. “You’d better get me out of this. Dick." “Come on! Come on here and now —pack your things and we’ll do a flight before the kid gets back to call time on the ten minutes he gave me for savin’ the fond farewells." Dick’s mirth was very genuine. Wasn’t he the victor? Couldn’t he af ford to laugh? "I hocked my trunk," announoed Kit ty regretfully. Dick pondered the matter a mlnAte- Then an Impish smile broke over hla face. Ken should aid and abet the elope ment. "Well—I guess you'll have to bgrrow the kid'a Where la It?” Mischievous and Irresponsible glee IK Kitty’s face. “That’s a real scream Come on! I’ll help you! It's under hTs bed.” Like two children on a lark, instead of a man and woman contemplating matrimony—and a possible life partner ship—the two of them brushed aside the portieres and scampered Into Ken’s room. Down on hands and knees they fell. Jerked the sole leather trunk mark ed K. N from its resting place, and, each lend'.ng a hand, they carried their HlS ChiVTlce. booty Into the living room and banged it down on the floor. “I’d like to dance a fandango but time presses. Go get your possessions. Kitty!" exulted Dick A1 r i BAY a Thrilling Story o f Society Blackmailers feature# and he waa Idly examining the desk as the curtains parted and Chief Dempster came back from the fruitless search. To Be Continued To-morrov*. A Boon Indeed “At laat," exclaimed the long-hjtfrw? j Inventor "I have evolved the grea.tee* practical blessing of the age'”' “Oh, tell me Theophilus, tel! ma what it la,” begged hie wife “A collar button with a little phenr erraph Inside that will call out whet it roll# into a dark corner under th# dresser: 'Here I am! Here I *ral ,M fNevetlxed by> play by George Scar- be cross the corridor, but after her: 1 empty my bag into your Kitty Dick called "Say. can trunk?" "Sure!" cried Kitty merrily, enter ing Into the spirit of this far-from- sa red occasion Dick tossed most of the contents of h:» bag helter-skelter Into the bottom of the trunk. But he lifted carefully, affectionately even, and laid In neat row? in a tray, a choice collection of \ rainbow hued galaxy. T 0 Be Continued To morrow 1 electric flash lantern and followed his trail across the window sill and out Into the deep gloom of the night. And to the tnan on guard outside lie called: "Sergeant, keep everyone sway from that window.” Now was I^arry Hoi brook’s chance. Intermittent flashes of light showed that Dempster was making a careful search outside the house. Holbrook determined to make as careful a search of the room. Keeping a wary eye on Donnell, who was sturdily stand ing guard at the window, he searched rapidly about the desk and Its vicinity. There were papers which he must not allow to rustle ever so slightly—there was that pitiful little roll of treasury bills, letters, typed briefs, but no clew’ A little moan of Impatience and fear threatened to buret from his heart and wing Its betraying path across his lips. Holbrook’s eyes flashed and his Ups tightened. He straightened up, alert and business-like, and surveyed the whole room hurriedly—then he paused In front of the desk—something arrested hi* attention—something was striving to penetrate hla consciousness. He suddenly became aware of Flagg's clenched left hand—there was somethin* sinister and intent In th*t clutching white flst—the tense hand of the dead man seemed alive with awful meaning Holbrook darted one quick look at Donnell. Then he caught those cold fingers In his own warm grasp. The clutch of the dead man did not relax. Judson Flagg seemed to have carried with him beyond the grave the power to hold whet he desired—to demand his price. Donnell coughed. Holbrook quickly dropped that resisting dead hand and began fingering the roll of bills with a show of Interest. There was quiet again. And again Holbrook took that clammy dead hand in his. He pried at the fingers with grim determi nation. They yielded their secret. ‘They were stringm - you. Chief." said Holbrook clutched dlzxlly at the deak Holbrook, tilting back on his heels and J —he felt he must have some support In the bland innocence of a I (From the borough, now being presented at th« Thirty-ninth Street Theatqf New York. Serial rights held and copyrighted by International News Service ) TODAY S INSTALLMENT. ‘•(Had you * came along. Captain," said the Chief with hie strong, steady, eure-of-Itself smile. The man was of granite mold. Duty was his fetish. And for him there was no way but that the criminal must be ground by the ma chlnerv of the law. Steel were his eyes, gray his hair, firm his mouth and Jaw and he had the firm strength of a man to whom right was absolute, and a criminal-A criminal! And Into his sturdy power Aline Graham must soon come when once he had read the dan gerous evidence of that room from which she had fled less than an hour ago. A crisp interest In criminals and criminology was all that showed on Holbrook's face as he answered with the assumption of ease that had carried him through More battles and the con flict with the Russian bear. "This ought to be an Interesting case. Chief. This reading h tale a dead man can’t tell." “Shall we look tt over unofficially till fhe Inspector gets here?" asked the Chief “The Lord loves the Irish," remarked Larry piously to Mm self But aloud all he said was an indifferent "Yes." With a bit of a challenge in hla voice, the Chief waved his hand around the room and smiled "And now, my lad. let s see some of that fine work they *av you used to do In Manila." smiling wit. cherub. “Was that window up when you got here. Donnell?” asked Dempster In a buSinesslIke tone. He would show this young Captain some fine work of his own "Yea, Chief. Everything is as II lays.” Dempster began to examine the floor, slowly working toward the window— Donnell followed in hjs wake. And Hoi- ■ brook >tood helpless, wondering how , much they would discover. % t; last the Chief produced a small I thla moment of agonizing revelation. Be fore he had feared—now—he KNEWI "Allnel Good God!” burst from hla tortured lips. Donnell turned quickly at t$e sound of his voice. "Did ye speak to me, sorV “Yes- what did you find outside there?" asked I^arry. recovering himself quickly. "Nothing yet ’’ ‘•Nothing much Inside here either," said the captain with an easy little laugh. Donnell turned again to his guard duty at the window. He was quite Intent on keeping out any intruder w r ho might come near enough to threaten the case of the State versus the mur derer of Judson Flagg Holbrook venture! a little exhalation. He had fairly been holding his breath. He wanted to shout and exult, but he controlled himself. He gave one wrv glance at the emerald brooch, put that dangerous bit of evidence In the pocket of his dinner coat, shut Flagg’s fingers back into their gripping position and then carefully wiped off his hands on the black cloth of his suit. Even in the big moments of life the prejudices of our own youth and the youth of our race remain Holbrook had not fan cied the task of touching this dead man: he wiped off the feeling of that contact and the memory of those clammy flrgers on his clothes Shielding Aline And now having satisfied his boyish squeamishness the soldier looked about for the next task he must perform. He was alert and purposeful In every taut nerve. The man who with daredevil recklessness would risk his life for a cause of freedom that was not his own must show the utmost cold caution in protecting that cause. DUTCH DUGAN WOULD AID NICARAGUA—ALINE GRAHAM WAS CAPTAIN HOL BROOK’S CAUSE! Larry Holbrook had two distinguish ing marks of his race—flexible lips that for owed h!s mood and drooped or twitched quickly from smile to disguis ing indifference when his Celtic emotion threatened to betray him, and twinkling hazel eyes that carried In them the smiles and sighs, the tender wistful ness and the strength of his own Isle of Mists. Set over his eyea were straight, heavy brows that had a way of liftihg at the corners like a French man’s hands. The lips were fixed In determination now—Larry Holbrook would fight. The brows were set in straight lines of strength and beneath their battlements his eyes were half closed. They wore the expression tney had learned to take i when he searched for places for an | enemy hid behind the cactus or the mesa or the shifting dtines of treacher ous sand Back of those eyes plan and deter mination were forming. But was it love or chivalry that spurred him now? The tin box Flagg had not found time to lock in his safe caught Hol brook's eye. He crossed to It quickly, picked it up and tried in deft silence to open it—and then Donnell’s voice star tled him: f "How many times have I got to tell you to stand back there?” The voice rang out in the grim still ness—some venturing soul for whom the room of violent death held a morbid charm skulked off in the night. At the sound of the voice, Holbrook had set the stage of his own actions with deft quickness. He idly shifted the box back of him. smacked his lips speculatively to cover any noise he had made and gazed in a general clew searching way about the room. But Donnell was still Intent on dangers from outside. Holbrook moved with rapid-fire action now. He went hastl’y over to his top coat and put the japanned dispatch box in the sleeve On his face was an ex pression of frantic bafflement that was slowly turning to anguish. But with lightning play a smile illuminated his Statement in one-third the Time “The greatest labor saver we have in our office. . . The state ments are done in one-third th« time it required in the old way, be sides they are much neater and al ways correct.” That is what Telfer Bros., of Ool- lingwood. Out., say about their Burroughs machine. And we now have a new feature on this machine which almost doubles its speed and utility. Progressive concerns are writing or telephoning for free demonstra tions every day. When shall we show you one f No cost nor obligation. Burroughs Adding Machine Co. Q. M. GREENE. Sales Mgr,, 163 Peachtree Street. ATLANTA, GA. Another Man Snatched From Clutches of Death } Mr P. E. Davis lives on Second ave- and altogether he was in a deplorable > nue, in the East End. He is employed !condition. Medicines used bv Mr. Da- | at the Phoenix Lumber Company's vis were like so much water. He used \ plant. These facts are stated clearly i ove J? Y*^a* recommended for ( . . . . _ (such troubles, but still he suffered. At (so that those who wish may Investigate, hast he became convinced that he was ) For several years he had suffered from the victim of a horrlb'e parasite, and > stomach troubles of a very severe na-l*j e nearly drove him mad. j. .I „ • v , .. , He kept getting weaker and Thinner, (ture. Bloating. belching. oizziness. and at last went to the hospital for 'headaches and nausea were frequent. I treatment ’**’ When he would rise in the mornings 1 made | < !o would have to grasp the bed for but W« hav« rnovtd to our H*W alnra ind dlauj still he suffered After he had spent W« 08 ve moved TO OUT new Store, |> ins app«i was verj :hangeable, chief I tour nr live weeks at the institution , , being ra.enoue, but at times tie had he returned home, almost as bad as S no desire to eat at all. Abs»it-minded before going. Then he found the sav ? ness was beginning to manifest itself, ling quality. 1 iVliat was it? but the good old Quaker Extract which have the pangs and agonies of rfienma has already saved many people from a sure death, and haa a list of eures to its credit here In Atlanta that would flu a book. Mr Davis procured a bottle of it, and after only a few days' use, says that he became slightly sick at the stomach one morning, after which he expelled the entire cause of all his years of agr.nv and distress—a horrible, :mem. Th re several attempts wereifife-sapping tapeworm, complete with U' :m the man of thp monster, head, neck and ail. And row i- 'tore only partially successful, and, working as well as ever and nhij 97 Peachtree Street. ATLANTA FLORAL CO ..... -.,. , c is orking as well as ever and gaining several pounds every week, with no more of his former trouble. If you are a sufferer from any branch tism, you ar# the one that needs to try the Quaker Remedies, which are a per manent cure for all thoae distressing troubles. Quaker Extract Is six for $5 00. which Is the regular course of treat ment for longstanding casee, and three for $2.60, which is the trial treat ment, being sufficient for light cases or children’s complaints. This ?a the least amount that C ar> bo used for real permanent results. Si.00 single bottle, which le only enough for an Infant’s case oi removal of worms In same. Call to-day at Coursey & Munn’s Drug _ Store, 29 Marietta street. We ,- r Sidney trouble, If j express charges on all orders Nothing you have catarrh in any form, or if you*or over. 5 prepa; of $8.06 mmi*