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WEDNESDAY. MARCH 18.
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Ts this doesn’t appeal
there are forty nine
other styles at LEVY'S
to choose from Felts,
Derbies, Panain as ,
Straws, Boukoffs.
Whether it be the
new Curling Flat Brim
Derby or the soft High
Telescope with the
Scotch Plaid Band.
Maybe a hew “Eng
lish” Straw or a com
fortable Pairin'* or
Boukoff.
For years we’ve
held our reputation
the easiest plnce to buy
a Hat. Call in and see.
THE
J. WILLIE
■LEVY CO.
BAILIE
EDELBLUT
FURNITURE
COMPANY
SPECIAL
THURSDAY
SALE
Mahogany and Oak
Costumers, full size,
fine finish, $1.50
grade, going at
78 c
$15.00 Metal Kitch
en Cabinets, finished
Oak. complete with
fixtures,
$6.38
Watch our Sunday’s
ad on porch rockers
April SO Days
14
PROLOGUE.
"ft breaks the speed limit to
smithereens. “
That's a candid opinion abort/
this story. There may hav>
been swifter tales, but not re
cently. It's an aeroplane of a
yarn, movin’’ sn fast that yon
lose your breath while yon fol
low it. But you don't need any
breath, anyway, because you for
get about respiration v/ilh your
eyes on reading of this kind.
Every man has his day of day’
Yours may have come and yoi
may be swimming in the full tidi
of fortune. If so, read how P
barite found his. If your ow
> ■> is r, t!l in the offing, yoi
n m >v /■ arnir.g how the littU
s a k\ re l headed bookkeeper
n n a f ::ne and an heiress
Jed at h:s enemies and hat
•> nc of e most amaxmg ad
i c urr.i i r penned —all in less
t me that akes the hour hand
to roar.it ■ek dial twice.
(Continued from Yesterday)
Releasing the clonk, P. Sybnrit*
withdrew to « respectful distance and
held himself coolly alert against repri
sals that never came. The other pick
ed himself up quickly, cast about for
the taxicab, discovered It swiftly mnk
lng off. already forty yards distant,
and with a howl of rage bounded
through the gate and gave chase at
the top or his speed as the taxi turned
the northern corner.
Gravely. P. Sybarite retrieved the
stranger’s hat. Then he went back to
the stoop and sat down
Turning the affair over in his mind.
P. Sybarite decided ifalrly enough) that
It was on the whole mysterious, lend
ing at least some color of likelihood
to George’s gratuitous guesswork.
Certainly it would seem that one
now had every right to assume Miss
Molly Lessing to be other than as she
chose to seem. She might very well
be Marian Blessington after all!
In which case the man with the
twisted mouth was, more probably
than not. none other than that same
Bayard Shaynon, whom the young lad.*
was reported to have Jilted.
Turning the topper over in his hands
it suddenly occurred to P. Sybarite to
wouder if he did not In It hold a vslu
able clew to this enigma of Identity
Promptly he took the hat Indoors to
find out Investigating It most thor
oughly by the flickering, bluish glare
of the lonely gas Jet that burned In the
hallway.
It was n handsome and heavy hat of
English manufacture. It carried nel
ther name nor initials on Its lining,
and lacked every least hint as to Its
ownership—or, as It seemed, until the
prying fingers of P. Sybarite turned
dowD the leather and permitted a visit
lng card concealed therein to flutter to
the floor.
The hall rack was convenient. Hang
lng up the hat, P. Sybarite picked up
the card. It displayed in conventionn 1
script the nnrne Bailey Per,field, with
the address. 97 West Forty-fifth street
One corner, moreover, bore a penciled
hieroglyphic which seemed to read, "O
K.-B P.”
“Whatever.” P. Sybarite mused
“that may mean.”
I|e turned the card over and exam
lned Its unmarked and taciturn re
verse.
Stealthy footstepe on the stairs dis
tracted his studious attention from the
card. He looked up to see George de
srendlng with the wash pitcher wrap
ped in. but by no means disguised, by
brown paper.
“Hel lo! Where’s Mollyr
“Miss Leasing?” P. Sybarite looked
surprised, "isn’t she upstairs—with
Violet?”
“No."
“That's funny.”
“Why. wben'd she leave you?”
“Oh, ten minutes ago or so."
“She must have stopped in her room
for something.”
"Perhaps.”
“But why didn't yeu come up?”
"Well, you see. I met a man outside
I wanted to talk to for a moment, so
I left her at the door.”
“Well. Vi's waitin'. Run on up. 1
won't be five minutes. And knock on
Molly's door and see wbat's the mat
ter.”
“All right” returned P. Sybarite se
renely.
CHAPTER IV.
Wheels of Chance.
HIS constructive mendacity llgh*
Upon his conscience, P. Syba
rite permitted George tlm
enough to leave the bon
and gain Clancy's, then quietly f
ed_ as far as toe jutu, from
SAe DAY OF
DAYS
By LOUIS JOSEPH VANCF
Copyright. 1012. by (be Prank K Sunucv l
point he cut across the southern si■:
walk, turned nest to Ninth avenue and
then north to For®'-second streci
Here lie boarded a crosstown car.
This was quite the most Insane freak
In which he had indulged himself tin s
many years, and. frankly mlmlttli t
tills much, he was rather pleased ill
otherwise. He was bound to call ,>
Bailey Penfield and Inform that gen
tlcman where he might find his lint.
Incidentally he hoped to surprise som,
thing or other Informing with regai
to the fortunes of Miss Lessing
Alighting at Sixth aveuue. lie walk
ed to Forty-fifth street, turned off to
ward Fifth avenue and In another mo
nient was at a standstill In the ex
tremest bewilderment before No. 97
By every normal Indication the him
was closed and tenantless. From roe'
to basement Its every window wn
blind with shades close drawn. T''
front doors were closed, tbs basemen
grating likewise.
Disappointed In the conviction the'
he had drawn a fnlse lead, the lit'
man strolled on eastward a little di
tance: then, on sheer luqiulse. gave i
Ills project and. swinging about, stilt i
ed to go home.
But now ns he approached No 9"
the second time a taxicab turned
from Sixth avenue, slid to the cm
before that dwelling and set down i<
smallish young man dressed In the er.
treme of fashion, who. negligent •
handing a I ill to the chauffeur, ran nlm
hly up the steps, rang the doorbell and
promptly letting himself Into the dark
vestibule, closed the door behind him
The taxicab swung round and disap
peared Not so P. Sybarite. I’re
soundly Intrigued, he waited hopeful;
for this second piidnight caller to re
appear, hs battled ns himself. Bm
though he dawdled away a patient In
minutes, nothing of the sort occurred
nere was mystery within mystcr
Indeed! Why (P. S.vburite asked him
self with impatience) need be remain
outside when another entered tin
bouse without let or hindrance?
Upon this thought he turned boldi
up the steps, pressed the bell button
laid hold of (lie doorknob and entered
into a vestibule as dark as his bewii
dernient and as empty ns the palm oi
hts hand, proving that the young gen
tleman of fashion had experienced n
dlfiiqulty in penetrating farther lnl-
V
“Well, what do you want?”
fastnesses of this singular establish
ment. In reflecting that where one
had gone another might follow, P. Syb
arite pulled the door behind him.
Instantly the bare and narrow ves
tlbule was flooded with the merciless
glare of half a dozen electric bulbs,
and at the same time he found himself
suataluing tbe Intent scrutiny of n
pair of inhospitable dark eyes aet in
an impassive dark face, which last was
abruptly disclosed in the frame of a
small grill In one of tbe liner doors.
“Well," he was gruffly asked, "wbat
do you want?”
Irritating discourtesy Inhered in the
speaker’s tone. P. Sybarite stiffened
hts neck.
“To see Bailey Penfield,” he returned
firmly, “of course "
“No such party here,” was the an
swer. Tbe man drew back and made
as if to shut tbe grill.
“Nonsense!" P. Bybarite Insisted
sharply. ”1 have Iris card with this
number. Gut it from him only to
night"
"Card?” The face returned to the
grill.
P. Bybarite mode no bones about dls
playing Ids alleged credential.
"I believe you’ll find that authentic.'
be observed with asperity.
By way of Hnswer the grill closed
with a snap. But his Inclination to
kick the door was nullified when with
out further delay it opened to admit
him. Nose In air. he strutted In, and
tbe door bunged behind him.
THE AUGUSTA HERALD. AUGUSTA, GA.
Tic slots! in llie main hull of an olu
fashioned residence. To his right s
double doorway revealed s drawing
room luxuriously furnished, but. ns far
as lie could determine, quite uiitennni
ed On the left a long staircase bug
gisl tile wall, with n glow of warm
; light at Its head. To the rear the hall
ended in a single doorway, through
which lie could see a hamtsome nin
hogany buffet, elaborately arranged
with shimmering da mask, silver and
crystal
“It's all right." announced the ward
en of the grill, his suspicions to nil
seeming completely allayed "Mr Pen
field ain't In lust at present, but"-here
he grinned shrewdly "I reckon you
ain't so dead set on aeelit' him ns you
made out. Will you go right on up oi
would you like* a bite of somethin' to
eat first?"
At the mere hint of food a frightful
pang of hunger transfixed P. Sybarite
Abandoning false pride P Sybnrit,
yielded:
"I don't mind if I do. thank yon.”
"Straight on back; Pete’ll take car,
of you all right "
A thumb I lid lent tat the door in the
rear of Hn It’ll P Sybarite found the
hack room one of gmsl proportions
whatever tin* architect’s original inteii
tlon. now serving as a combined lounge
and grill: richly anil comfortably fur
Dished In sober, masculine fashion,
boasting in all three buffets set forth
with a lavish display of food and drink
In one of many deeply upholstered club
chairs a gentleman of mature years
and heavy body, with a scarlet face
and a crumpled, wine stained shirt
bosom, whs slumbering serenely; two
thirds of an extravagant cigar cold be
tween Ills fingers. In others two young
men were confabulating quietly, but
I with a most dissipated sir. heads to
gether over a brace of glasses. At a
corner service table a negro In a white
Jacket was busy with ii sliver chafing
dish, which exhaled a tantalizing
aroma.
The negro, at she entrance of P Ryb
arite. glanced quickly over his shonl
der. and, Neelng a strange face, clap
ped (he cover on the chafing dish.
"Yas-suh -cornin'!" he gabbled “It’s
abo’ a pleasure to see you' again "
“At least." suggested P. Sybarite,
dropping into n clialr. “it will be, next
time.”
“That's right, sub-that’s the troof!”
The negro plHced a small table adja
cent to his cllsiw. "Tha's what Ah
alius says to strange gemmen fust time
they comes hyeh. suh; makes 'em feel
more at home like. Jus' lemme know
what Ab kin do for yo’ tonight. That
'ere lobstuh Newburg’s Jus’ about
prime fo' entln' this very minute, es
yo' feel s lilt peckish."
"I do.” P. Sybarite admitted. "Just
a spoonful”—
”An' uh 111 drink, suh? Jus* one HI
Inncrcent cocktail to fix yo’ mouth
right?”
“If yon Insist, Pete—ls you Insist."
“Yas-suh; and wlf the lobstuh. suh.
Ah venture to suggest a nice, cold 111
ha’f pint of champagne?”
The negro waddled away, returned
and offered the guest a glass brim
ming with amber tinted liquid.
Tender morsels of lobster smothered
In cream and sherry, piping hot; daiotl
est possible wafers of bread and butter
embracing leaves of pale lettuce; a hoi
low stemmed glass effervescent with
liquid sunlight of a most excellent
bouquet—and then another; these serv
ed not in the least to subdue P. Hyba
rlte’s Internal Jubilation.
Finally "the house,” through the
medium of Its servitor. Insisted that
be top off with a cigar.
Ten years since bis teeth bad grip
ped a Fancy Tales of Smoke!
Now. It mustn't be understood that
P. Sybarite entertained any mlsappre
henshms as to the nature of the in
stitutlon Into which he had stumbled.
He bad not needed the sound, some
tlmee In quieter moments audible from
upstairs, of a prolonged whir, ending
In several staccato clicks, to make him
shrewdly cognizant of Its questionable
character.
So at Ipngth, satiate and a little
weary—drawn by curiosity besides—be
rose, endowed Pete lavishly with a
handful of small change, something
over fiO cents—all he had In the werld
aside from his cherished g&— and slow
ly ascended to the second floor.
Here In remodeling the house for Its
present purposes partitions bad arbl
trarlly been dispensed with. Aside
from that inclosing tbe well es the
stairway, the floor was one large reom
wholly devoted to seme half a dozen
games of chance.
Upon ail the gaming tables maaslva
electric domes concentrated their light
The walls, otherwise severely un
adorned, were covered with lustrous
golden fabric; the windows were Invls
Ible, cloaked In splendid golden hang
lngs; tbe carpet, golden browa la tone
was of a velvet pile so heavy that It
completely muffled tbe sound of foot
steps, indeed, tbe room was singular
ly silent for one that barhqred some
twosoore players In addition to a full
corps of dealers, croupiers, watchers
and wslters. The warmth of the room
was noticeable.
A brief survey of tbe gathering con
etneed P. Hybarita that, barring the
servants, he was s lonely eiceptlon to
the rule of evening drees. Bat this
discovery discomfited him not at all.
With an eye alert for the man with
the twisted mouth be strutted from
table to table ostensibly ns little 111 at
ease as a press agent in a theater
lobby.
A few minutes sufficed to demon j
■trate that tbe owner of tbe abandoned
hat was not among those present,
which fact, coupled with the doorkeep
er's averment that Mr. Bulley Penfield
was not, persuaded P. Sybarite that 1
tbe former was neither more nor less
than the proprietor of this gaming
house.
(To Be Continued Tomorrow.)
THE WISE DRY
ROODS GO’S.
Special Sale of
Spring 1914
WASH GOODS
Cord' d Ratines, in black and besl col
ors, at 35*
$1.25 40 inch Silk Ratines, all new shades,
at 9 8*
27 inch fine Silk Finish Pongee Linens, in
black, white and leading shades, at .. ...35*
50e 30 inch Linen Crash Suiting in natural
colors, at 35*
36 inch Dark Grey Linens, worth 50c, at . 39*
20c Brown Dress Linens, at 14*
27 inch black, white and colored Ratines,
worth 35c per yard, at 29*
Genuine Irish Poplins, worth 35c, at .. ..25*
27 inch Poplins, worth 20c per yard, at .15*
JDc Figured Crep s special at 10*
The best grade galateas in a big range of new
patterns and colors, at
Big range of the very Intest things in Crepes,
at 12i/ 2 <, 19*, 25*, 35*, 50*, 75*, SI.OO,
and $1.25.
Anderson’s 32 inch Ginghams in a big range of
beautiful spring styles with solids to match,
at ' 15*
Spring Ginghams, worth 12 1 /.e, at 10*
71/jC Apron Ginghams, at 5*
Regular 12 1 /*e new Spring Percales, at ..10*
10c yard wide Percales, at B%*
Regular 25c and 35c Madras, yard wide madras
in an xceptionally good range of patterns for
men’s shirts, tomorrow only at 19*
FIVE