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THE GEORGIANS MAGAZINE, PAGE——
Do You Know-
Persia will supply the 01l fuel for the
British navy in the future. The pres
ent output of the fields In which the
'Aclmlrulty' has acquired rights amounts
to 240,000 tons a year,
Whales are graduaily being wiped out,
Only 437 were captured Fn Ecntnsh
waters last vear, the average catch per
steamer falling from forty to thirty
three.
One hundred and forty million gallons
of oil are extracted yearly from plants.
Colza, olives, linseed, palm and castor
:»letans vield 120 millions of this quan
¥
Birmingham has tried the experiment
of running first-class cars at double the
usual fares, but the scheme has failed
end been abandoned.
A reasonably active man walks about
207,200 miles in eighty-four years just
wdklns about his home and place of
business.
According to a SBwiss doctor, the latest
cure for nervous diseases is tea made
with melted snow.
One llfhted (f“ Jet consumes as much
eir as four adults.
Light passes from the moon to the
earth in 14 seconds.
The Rock of Gibraltar is about 1,437
feet in height.
If it were possible for an aeroplane,
with a constant average of fifty miles
an hour, to start from the earth on a
gnm‘ney to the sun on January 1, 1915,
t would be nearly 210 years on the
Q{)urney. as it would not arrive until
November, 2123. |
In 1913 the various nations of the
world possessed 23,897 ocean-going
steam vessels of over 43,000,000 gross
tons and 6,694 sailing vessels of 3,891,
000 net tons. \
Austria is the only empire in the
world which has never had colonies, or
even oversea possesgions, in any quar
ter of the earth. Her ambition has
hitherto been purely continental.
In England and Wales, according to
the latest figures, there are 26,336 to
tally blind people, and 26,649 totally
deaf. One in every 1,316 males is blind,
one in every 1,424 women.
A chimney 115 feet high will sway,
without danger, as much as ten inches
in a strong wind. |
Weather forecasts are less suceesstul
in the West of Scotland than elsewhere.
It is only necessary to boil a crok for
five minutes to make It fit any bottle.
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One of the Funniest Stories
You Ever Read
(Based on the great Broadway play by
Edward Peple, now playing at the Long
acre Theater, N, Y. City.—Copyright,
1914, by International News Service,
sole owner of serlal rights.)
.~ Novelized
By A. A. WATERBURY,
Novelizer of “The Family Cupboard,”
“At Bay ' etc, eto
g\ HE red-headed office boy
T smiled at the golden
haired stenographer.
“Say! If you was my wife,
you know what [ would do?"’
‘“Wife!’’ At the magic word,
a dreamy look came into Sally
Parker’'s eyes and she gazed
‘““over the hills and far away,”’
into a region where there were
no clinking keys or stenographic
notes. Her face took on the
sweetly triumphant look a wom
an assumes when receiving a
proposal.
‘“What would you do?’’ she
asked coyly.
“I'd take you on a weddin’
trip—to de very end of de
woild !’ said James of the slick
red pompadour, sentimentally.
““And then I'd drop you off,”’ he
added.
She shifted her gum belligerently
and made a quick little movement
that svas haif anger and half amuse
ment. Jimmy took his red hair and
his equally red ears out of target
range.
“No fightin’—we ain’t de bosses, yer
knows!"” sald he.
Sally gazed after the boy thought
fully and gave her gum chewing a bit
of added vigor.
“So, even he notices it! Say, Kro
mie, do you ever wonder how long
our jobs at the Eureka Pill Emporium
are a-goin’ to last? Sometimes I get
to wonderin’ if one of the bosses won't
force the other to swallow some of
the pills some dav, and so dissolve the
firm, sudden like!”
The elderly clerk she had addressed
as “Kromie” looked up from his desk
on the opposite side of the room.
“l don't see why the bosses can't
get on. A big, fine business, increas
ing every month-—and Vet they are
quarreling and fighting all day long.
Sometimes 1 wonder if we are safe to
stay with a firm that may put itself
out of business any day.”
There was_ample cause for Kromie
to fear for the Eureka Digestive Pill
Company. Internal dissension’ was
always threatening its little kingdom.
Six years before George Nettleton's
father had passed on to the reward of
a good and faithful country doctor.
His most valuable heritage to hisonly
surviving relative had been the for
mula of the pill with which he had
regulated the digestions of half the
population of the little Connecticut
town where he practiced. Son George
brought his magic formula and his
pretty wife to New York and stormed
the castle of fortune unavailingly.
Just when things were looking dark
est for the Eureka Pills and the
voung Nettletons, a letter came from
George’s chum, who had stayed “back
home” t>) invite fortune as the pro
prietor of Thomaston's chief drug
emporium. ‘“The public ought to be
made to swallow it. If I sell out here
and come to the “big city” with $5OO
and a practical selling idea to invest
in a business that's yelling for help,
will I find you ready to hand over a
half interest in the Eureka Pills?”
A Quick Answer.
Nettleton had used up a much
needed quarter in a telegram that
gaid: “In the name of Eureka, come!”
And with $3OO, an acquaintance
among tne druggists of Connecticut
and a harmless purple coloring that
made the pills look good enough to
eat, T. Boggs Johns had proved a
very partner in need.
The Nettletons moved from a Har
lemn lodging house to an apartment on
114th street, and the partners con
eratulated themselves on the alliance
that had spelled prosperity. But as
prosperity began to spell hLerself in
capital letters, and T. Boggs Johns
took an expensive suite of bachelor
apartments, and the Nettletons blos
somed out in a house in the Kast
Seventies, dissenslons rose and sank
again in huge clouds that fairly
threatened to blot out the business.
Puffed up with success, each man
came to regard himself as the man
who had made the business. The
partners began fairly to hate each
other, Nettleton regarded himself ae
single author of their united fortuues,
because his had been the formula for
the pills. He wanted the firm's ad
vertising to glorify him. Johns was
sure his purple coloring had been the
caiise of victory, and he wished to be
glorified in the firm's advertising. The
‘men were no longer partners who had
united to sell a purple pill, they were
‘men who had a little article for sale
that they wished to have make them
'known as Individual “captains of
finance.” Two jealous boys with the
dangerous weapon of man, money and
power, had these warring partners
become, and their jealousy, overween
ing ambition and unreagoning hatred
of one another were to bring strange
things to pass in the offices of their
company before the day was over.
But at the suggestion of what she
had for months been fearing, namely,
that the firm would break itself on
the wheel uf its own price, Sally Par
ker deserted her work to come and
have a bit of a chat with Kromie. An
outeider might have said that she
wanted to indulge in a little feast of
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Two jealous boys with the dangerous weapons of man, money and power, had these warring
partners become.
gossip., Sally high-mindedly told her
self that something had to be done to
save the business, and that she and
Kromie were the very people to dis
cuss “ways and means.” She left her
desk and came over to the big center
table.
There she arranged herself in a
deep leather chair, and, crossing her
knees luxuriously, she pulled out a
handkerchief, and, with that and the
palm of her hand as a buffer, she im
proved the moment by brightening
the already incandescent luster of her
pink nalls.
At this moment Sally's philosophy
was worth more than passing atten
tion, but so was Sally's self, and
Krome gave an undivided allegiance
to what his eyes beheld rather than to
what his ears might drink in. He pre
ferred a view of Sally's gray ‘silk
where-they-show" stockings to all her
pearls of wisdom anent the Eureka
Digestive Pill Company.
“We're safe enough as long as the
business goes on fooling the public
and making money. Vanity makes
'em fight, and it will keep 'em from
separating, too. Neither one of the
bosses alone would have anything.
Mr. Nettleton doped out a good reci
pe for the insides of a pill and Mr.
Johns is wise to a fine purple color
ing and a box that looks as if it went
A SUCCESSFUL MAN
(Reprinted by permission from Hearst's Magazine for July.)
By Ella Wheeler Wilcox
HERE was a man who killed a loving maid
I In some mad mood of passion; and he paid
The price, upon a scaffold. Now his name
Stands only as a synonym for shame.
There was another man, who took to wife
A loving woman. She was full of life,
Of hope, and aspirations; and her pride
Clothed her like some rich mantle.
First, the wide.
Glad stream of life that through her veins had sway
He dammed by rocks, cast in it, day by day
Her flag of hope, flung gayly to the world,
He placed half-mast, and then hauled down, and furled.
The aspirations, breathing in each word,
By subtle ridicule were made absurd;
The delicate, fine mantle of her pride
With rude, unfeeling hands was wrenched aside;
And by mean avarice, or vulgar show, s
Her quivering womap’s heart was made to know
That she was but a chattel, bought to fill
Whatever niche might please the buyer's will.
So she was murdered, while the slow years went,
And her assassin, honored, opulent,
Lived with no punishment, or social ban!
“A good provider, a successful man.”
Copyright, 1914, International Magazine Company (Hearst's Magazine )
Loneliness Is Twin Brother to Recklessness
with bonbons, and the two together
go. But it's fierce how the bosses
stand yelping at each other to see
which of them discovered America by
making these wonders.”
“Well, 1 tremble for my job, Miss
Parker. If you please one boss, the
other one fires you.” -
“And all you have to do is be fired
by Nettleton to have Johns hire you
back at a raise, they're that sour on
oné another, Kromie."
Sally uncrossed her shapely ankles
vigorously and fled for her typewriter
at this juncture, for the office door
opened and in strolled T. Boggs
Johns, Esquire, sole inventor of the
fashionable purple shade of the Eu
reka bill. He was a large young
man with disarmingly innocent round
eyes, a cameo profile and teeth that
peemed just intended to flash in a
merry smile. His well-cut checked
suit bore the hallmark “successful
bachelor” in every attention-compell
ing detail
Pleasant Words.
“Nettleton not in yet, I'll bet,” he
sneered, and rushed into his office.
When George Nettleton arrived, flve
‘minutes later, Miss Parker was in
dustriously clicking the keys of her
machine.
~ “Boggs s here before noon, for a
change, I see,” growled Nettleton, re
moving his partner's hat from its
hook and hanging his own brown
derby in the place of the sporty gray
“bowler.” ;
Saliy spostrophized high heaven.
“An’ now comes the usual morning
diversion of gettin' fired a few times
because 1 ain’t the Dolly twins and
so able to come trippin’ into each
office at one and the same time when
the buzzers sound simultaneous to
once with their pretty chimes! |
wonder if ‘George does it' the same
way about running his marriage part
nership with Mrs. N. as he indulges
in ()Tce bliss with his pill partner!”
“Aha! Miss Parker!” breezed out
a voice that seemed to just match
the blue-serge-clad, white-silk-stock
inged, russet-shoed Noble Tailor's
model from whom it emanated. “As
beautiful and charming as ever, fair
Sally Waters, and not sltting and
weeping and erying for this nice
young man, either, I notice.”
“Why, Tony Toler! Welcome
home!” cried the stenographer In a
voice quite similar to the one she
had carelessly wasted on the office
boy a few moments ago. But, then,
it pays a stenographer to Keep in
practice. Her life is so full of pos
sible young men!
“When did you get in? Did you
Fave a good trip? How long are yvou
going to stay? How'd you manage
the conflicting orders you got every
cday from the two loving partners——"
“Say, little bright eyes—llemme git
my breath, and I'll tell you about it
Fetween the courses of dinner and
hesitating to-night. Are you on?"
“If that ain’t like a man, Tony To
ler—breezin’ in at 11:10 and thinkin’
that a poor girl has nothin’ to do put
eit waitin’ for hig train to come puff
in’ in from beyond the Great Divide
so he can ask her for dinner without
even a day's notice—though goodneass
knows you might have sent me at
least one postal of a Milwaukee beer
garden. What time’ll I meet you,
Tony?
“'ll be round at 7 with a taxl—in
style—and for the reason, watch this,
little Goldilocks.”
And Tony marched over to the op
posite and opposing doors of the part.
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A Screaming Serial of Love
and Laughter
ners in Nettleton & Johns and rapped
smartly on each frosted glass door.
The doors opened and the frost ex
tended itself to the manner of each
partner as they entered and, agreeing
for once in a way, looked with as
tounded and outraged dignity at
Tony. That young man smiled and
nodded, and as they strode forward
angrily he held out both hands to
stop them.
“Good-morning, boys! Here 1 am,
and you are going to love little Tony
pretty soon. In fact, I think you are
going to slip me a little kiss. But
that is not what 1 want. [l've nlchn
—1 say ALMOST--landed the North
western Drug Company!"”
“What!"” shouted Nettleton.
And “What!” shouted Johns.
“Good boy,"” cried Nettleton, shaik
ing the “good boy” by the hand.
Johns glared at his partner as e
made up for his lapse in cordiality
by slapping Tony on the back.
“When will you bring him here?"”
asked Johns.
“Well, it’s not in my contract, but
both of you promised that the day |
brought the scalp-lock of the North
western you'd make me a partner in
this firm-—now, then, does it go?"
Miss Parker ‘'murmured something
to herself anent taxis and another
partner to join in the scrapping, but
her voice was mercifully muffled be
hind the sheet of paper in her type
writer. Nettleton hesitated. Johas,
seeing this, followed out the impolitic
policy of the firm and acceded ‘o
Tony's demand.
“When I make a promise, Tony, 1
keep it.”
And very grudgingly Nettleton was
forced to agree. ‘“Well, I guess has
right for the first time since I've
known him. You bring Applegate,
Tony, and I'll sign the contract.”
“We'll sign It,” snapped Johns in a
manner that failed entirely to suit
his wholesome appearance of pleas
ant good nature.
; The Women in the Case.
“You watch little Tony Toler'"
cried that young gentleman, arrang
ing his hat on the side of his head
and bouncing out of the office in a
manner meant to impress Sally Par
ker and the higher dignitaries of Lne
Eureka Digestive Pill Company. He
almost bounced into the pretty Mrs,
Nettieton, and, as he removed that
cockily arranged hat, Tony Toler re
flected that Sally Parker would be as
much of a credit to the firm any day
as Nellie Nettleton. “Glad rags make
the lady,” said Tony Toler to him
self. “But I wonder who the pretty
skirt with Mrs. N. happens to be?"
“The pretty skirt” and coat and hat
composed one very charming girl—
Miss Florence Cole, of Albany—tie
light of life in T. Boggs Johns' eyes
and also the desire of his heart to no
less a person than Thomas J. Van
derholt, attorney for the firm and
warring factions of the Eureka Pill
Company. Because Florence Cole was
tall and slim and fair, with pansy
purple eyes and red gold halr and a
childishly alluring manner, several
strange things were to happen to one
T. Boggs Johns at the hands of his
legal rival. And because that child
ishly alluring manner masked a firm
nature that went well with red hair
several remarkable things were ta
happen to everyone concerned. Tha
first thing that ocecurred, however,
was that Mrs. Nettleton was maneu
vered Into her husband’s office and
Krome and Miss Parker found them
selves dispatched on various and
varied errands before Miss Cole
knocked at the door of the man of
whose desire to marry her she quite
approved—though he did not know 1t
yet!
“Florence! Why, bless your heart!
What bully good wind blows you
down from Albany?" cried Johns,
opening his door with a scowl meant
for Nettleton, that instantly melied
into a beaming smile when a pretty
little vision in blue met his eyes,
“Shopping! Came down on a flying
trip—swooped on Nellie—brought her
along—disposed of her in there. Now,
how glad are you to see me?”
“How glad? Say, Florence, you
come out to dinner with me at the
Valthorpe and I'll tell you a little bit
about it,” cried Johns, still ecstatical
ly clinging to two white hands that
may have been doing a little clinging
of their own,
“l can't, T. Father's away and
mother is quite alone.”
“How about lunch, then, Flo?"”
“Oh, T., I'm sorry—truly-——but we
met Mr. Vanderholt on the street u~nd
he asked—and I promised to go, with
him!”
Mr. T. Boggs Johns' pleasant fa("fl
took on a grim look. “You couldn’t
telephone Vanderholt that you had a
very important engagement?”
Something in his tone must have
impressed Miss Cole, for she prompt
ly took down the receiver.
(To Be Continued To-morrow.)
A Tragedy of the Nest
“CUCKOOS Cuck-cuckoo! Cuck
oo! Cuck-oo!”
For miles it rang, that cry
all along the white south shore, as
thoss strange, big, mysterious birds
which we hear so much of for a short
time and then nothing at all, poured
into the country from the South,
Yesterday there had been no
cuckoos In that particular district,
To-day it was as If there had never
been anything else.
One came flying swiftly, with shal
low strokes of the narrow wings,
something plgeon, something hawk
like—an odd bird, gray above, white
and black banded below. The long
tall fanned out like wnto the tail of
a blackbird, and, after the manner of
a blackbird, too—about which I have
told you elsewhere—she looped under
the overhanging bough of a tree and
perched in its heart,
She was not alone. Several ad
mirers accompanied her, yet that
wonderful stealth of the cuckoos
never deserted them. They were
quite hard to detect.
Then she flew down among the
short grass, and—no natural history
book seems to tell us what she fed
on. Seeds, I fancy. Caterpillars, they
say—hairy ones. At a time not three
trees in ten had leaves out; and no
moths had appeared except one small
wonder who had been dipped in flow
ers of sulphur; while but a few cab
bage-white butterflies were born in
the noon to die that self-same night.
Never mind, though. She did feed.
and because of it, and because Nature
had use for her, she lived to be
sitting upon the bough of an oak
tree, some time later just-—well, pick
ing her teeth,
Anon she flew down among the
grass——which, by the way, was longer
than when she had arrived first. Then
she flew down the hedge. Then she—
vanished. .
Suddenly she appeared coming back
again at full speed and in business.
like silence. She was in a hurry. She
had an egg In her beak, and very
gingerly was she carrying lit, too,
since not for anything in the world
would she have smashed that egg
It was the cuckoo's own egg. If you
had not had me to swear to you that
Their Complicated Hegira
‘¢ HIS moving,” sald Spoggs, “Is
going to be conducted as a
moving should be—l'm tired
of the miscellaneous, inefficlent way
we've always moved before. I'm going
to see to it myself!”
He gazed defiantly at Mrs. Spoggs,
whose countenance betrayed intense
horror and concern. “But——" she
began imploringly.
“Very well,” sald Mrs. Spoggs
haughtily. “Don’t let me interfere. |
hope you have a pleasant time!"
“Thank you,” responded her hus
band, unruffled. “I don’t expect to
beat the tomtom and ring the glad
cymbals to express my joy to the
neighbors, but I expect to do away
with the nerve-racking time we us
uvally have!”
The vans and the packers arrived
at the Spogge home at 6 o'clock in
stead of 3, and there was hideous car
nage until midnight, when the weary
and disheveled Spoggs slunk out to a
hotel.
The next morning Mrs. Spoggs was
so tired that she did not get up when
Spoggs left for the office, He had
scarcely got there when a perfectly
frantic telephone message called him.
The complaint was from the per
gons in the act of moving into the
house he had just vacated. They an
nounced that there still remained
three packing cases, a gas stove, 4
crate of fruit and a bundle of brooms
belonging to the Spoggses, and they
wished to be relieved of the burden.
Spoggs immediately got his van
people on the phone.
The manager sald he supposed the
things were there because there
hadn’t been room for them on the van
the night before, and he wasn't quite
sure when they could get around that
way for them, He listened unmoved
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it was the auckoo's egg you would
have said {t was the egg of a meadow
pipit, perhaps.
And indeed at that moment one of
the two meadow pipite, who had been
there a moment before attacking her,
ocught to have been there then, for
she slid on quick wings down to
their nest, she placed therein her egg,
which she had been carrying In her
beak, among the meadow pipit's eggs,
and-—she fled, quick, sllent, secret,
and sinful, as she had come.
The cuckoo passed, a bad and silent
memory-—except that she bubbled
l:kke a water bottle—accompanied by
her husband, her latest one, the one
of the moment, with his eternal
“Cuckoo! Cuckoo! Cuckoo!"” and the
cloud of small birds who always mob
a cuckoo because it's like a hawk—
which is no reason that I can see—
followed him,
Two hours later the everlasting
drowsy hum of the insects was brok
en by a discordant “Cuckoo! Cuck=
00!"” coming closer from the direction
the cuckoos had not gone. Other
cuckoos were coming, and they
came, stealthy, shifting, shiftless
gray shapes as ever—different cuck
-008, though.
The play was repeated. The hen
cuckoo flew wildly about with her
egg in her beak. It became a case
of “any port In a storm,” and spg'»
ing the meadow-pipit's nest, she
dropped her egg therein and fled. She
fled because a man, and not her con
science, made her, but she did not
detect the otLer cuckoo's egg.
The sun began to sink and “all
the world a solemn stillness held,”
and “drowsy beetles wheeled their
droning flight,” when the last cutk
oo came, and—repeated the ma
oenver of the first two.,
Then finally appeared the meadow =~
plpit, who seemed to have been
somehow decoved away by each
cuckoo, but—ah, no! 'Twas too much.
Even a meadow-pipit can feel when
she has more eggs under her than
she can cover, even if she can neot
count. .
She got up, stared aroind at the
brimming nest of eggs, and—fled.
She never came back. I know be
cause | found the eggs next day, and
they were cold,
to Spoggs’ violent remarks. 'then he
ceased talking the new tenants again
called up Spoggs to say that the
things were still there.
Spoggs called three moving van
firms, who one and all informed him
they were engaged till next Christmas,
judging from the present rush. Mop
ping his brow, Spoggs called up the
new tenants. He told them to have
their van people load on the things
and bring them over and charge it up
to his own moving van firm.
Then he called thelr van people,
who jeered at him. Mr. Spoggs might
run around the block till he was out
of breath for all of them! Spoggs
smashed his ink well and discharged
the stenographer because she giggled.
His morning mail was still unopened,
and there were five people waiting to
see him.
Spoggs was sti]l telephoning when
his wife walked in at lunch time. She
lcoked calm and cheerful and listened
patiently to his tale of catastrophes.
“Yes, she said, “it's all right now,
however. I went back to the house
after I had breakfast to see what they
hadn't done that they should have
done, and then I just went around the
corner and got an expressman to load
on the stuff and take it across town,
I've been out to the new place, and
the express wagon stuff has reached
there—but your moving van hasn’t
come yet!"”
Spoggs proceeded to make feeble
motiong with his hands. .
“You—vou tend to lit,” he sald,
weakly. “You see about it, Ethel, I
—l'm too busy!”
“I should think you'd be ashamed
of yourself!” said Mrs. Spoggs, who
was only human. “After you have
made such a success of it so far!”
“Hush!" aid Spoggs. “Go buy any
hat in town you want!"”