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WEDNESDAY. FEBRUARY 4.
SEVEN KEYS TO BALDPATE
By EARL DERR BIGCERS : : : : Copyright 1913 by the Bobbs-Merrill Co.
(Continued from Yesterday)
"The potut to," *l*l il Mr. Rland, "I
don't want you here. Why? Maybe
because you recall beojutlful <lnmes
on tiook covers-and In.thHt way. Are
hella. Maybe—bbt whnt'a the use? 1
put it simply. I got to be alone-stone
on Ibildpate moWbtalu 1 won’t put
you out tonight’’—
"See here, uiy friend." cried Mr. Ma
gee, "your grief has turned your head.
You won't put me out tonight or to
morrow. I’m here to stay, l’ou’re
welcome to do the same, if you like.
Itut yon stay—with me. X know you
are a man of courage, but it would
take at least ten men of courage to
put me out of Raldpate iun.”
They stood eying each other for a
moment. Bland's thin lips twisted into
a sneer. "We’ll see." he said. "Y\ e'll
settle all that in the morning." His
tone took on a more friendly aspect.
"I’m going to pick out a downy couch
in one of these rooms." he said, "and
lay me down to sleep. Say. 1 could
greet a blanket like a long lost friend."
Mr. Magee proffered some of the cov
ers that Quirnby hai) given him and
accompanied Mr. Bland to suit 10,
across the hall. With a brisk good
night Mr. Magee returned to No. 7.
But he made no move toward the
chilly brass bed in the inner room.
Instead he sat n long time by the tire.
He reflected on the events of his first
few hours in that supposedly uuinhab
ited solitude where he was to be alone
with his thoughts. He pondered the
way and manner of the flippant young
man who posed as a lovelorn haber
dasher and under whose flippancy
there was certainly an air of hostility.
Who was Andy Butter, down In Heu
ton? What did the young man mean
when he asked if he should "close up
shop?” Who was "he” from whom
tame the orders, and, most important
of all. what was in the package now
resting in the great safe?
Mr. Magee smiled. Was this the
stuff of which solitude was made?
He threw off his dressing gown and
began to unlace his shoes.
“There has been too much crude
melodrama in my novels." he reflected.
"It's so easy to write. But I’m going
to get away from all that up here. I’m
going”
Jtfr. Magpe paused, with*one shoe
poised in his hand. For from below
came the sharp crack of a pistol, fol
lowed by the crash of breaking glass.
CHAPTER IV.
Blonds and Suffragettes.
B. MAGEE slipped into his
|V| dressing gown, seized a candle
1 I and. like the boy in the nursery
___J rime with one shoe off and one
shoe on, ran into the hall. All was
silent and dark below. He descended
to the landing and stood there, holding
the candle high above his bead. It
threw a dim light as far as the bottom
of the stairs, but quickly lost the bat
tle with the shadows that lay beyond.
"Hello!” the voice of Bland, the
haberdasher, came out of the black
ness. 'The Goddess of Liberty, as 1
live! What's your next imitation?”
"There seems to be something do
ing,” said Mr. Magee.
Mr. Bland came iuto the light, par
tially disrobed, his revolver in his
hand.
"Somebody trying to get in by the
front door,” he explained. “I shot at
him to scare him away. 1 robably one
of your novelists.”
“Or Arabella," remarked Mr. Magee,
coming down.
“No,” answered Bland. “I distinct
ly saw a derby hat.”
With Mr. Magee descended the yel
low candlelight, and, brushing aside
the shadows of the hotel office, it re-
He Ruefully Recorded a Hole Through
the Crown.
vealed a mattress lying on the floor
close to the clerk * desk, behind which
jijood the safe. On the mattress was
the bedum* mol promt tiled b
the haberdushcr. hastily thrown back
by the lovelorn one on rising.
"You prefer to sleep down liere,"
Mr. Magee commented.
"Near the letters of Arabella—yes,"
replied Bland, ilia keen eyes met Ma
gee's. There was a challenge In them.
Mr. Magee turned, and the yellow
light of the candle flickered wanly over
the great front door. Kven ns he looked
at it, the door was pushed open, and
a queer figure of a man stood framed
against a background of glittering
snow. Mr. Bland's arm flew up.
"Don't shoot:” cried Magee.
“No, please don't,” urged the mnn
in the doorway. A beard, a pair of
round, owlish spectacles, and two ri
diculous earmuffs, left only a sugges
tion of face here and there. "1 have
every right here, 1 assure you, even
though my arrival is somewhat uncon
ventional. See-I have the key’.’’ He
held up a large brass key that was
the counterpart of the one Hal Bentley
had bestowed u|>on Mr. Magee in that
club on far-off Forty-fourth street.
“Keys to burn.” muttered Mr. Bland
sourly.
“I bear no 111 will with regard to
the shooting.” went on the newcomer.
He took off tis derby hat and rueful
ly regarded a bole through the crown.
His bald bead seemed slugularly frank
and naked above a face of so many
disguises. “It Is only natural that
men alone on a mountain should de
fend themselves from Invaders at 2
in the morning. My escape was nar
row-, but there is no 111 will.”
He blinked about him. his breath a
white cloud in the cold room.
“Life, young gentlemen." he remark
ed, setting down his bag and leaning
a green umbrella against it. “has Its
surprises even at sixty-two. Last
night I yeas ensconced by tny own li
brary fire, preparing a paper on the
Fagan renaissance. Tonight 1 am on
Baldpute mountain, with a perforation
in my bat.”
Mr. Bland shivered. “I’m going back
to bed," he said in disgust.
"First,” went on the gentleman with
the perforated derby, “permit me to
introduce myself. 1 am Professor
Thaddeus Bolton, and 1 hold the chair
of comparative literature in a big east
ern university.”
Mr. Magee took the mittened hand
of the professor.
“Glad to see you. I’m sure,” he said.
“My name is Magee. This is Mr. Bland
—he is impetuous, but estimable. 1
trust you will forgive his first salute
Whet’s a bullet among gentlemen? It
ae<4is to me that as explanations may
be lengthy and this room is very cold,
we would do well to go up to my room,
where there is a fire.”
"Delighted,’’ cried the old man. “A
I long to see one. Let us go to
yotH 1 room by all means.”
Mr. Bland sulkily stalked to his mat
tress and secured a gayly colored bed
quilt, which lie wound about his thin
form.
"This is positively the last experience
meeting I attend tonight," he growled.
They ascended to No. 7. The pro
fessor removed, along with other im
pedimenta, his ear tabs, which were
connected by a rubber cord. He waved
them like frisky detached ears before
him. ,
"An old man’s weakness," he re
marked. “Foolish they may seem to
you. But I assure you I found them
useful companions in climbing Bald
pate mountain at this honr.
"But I am not here to apologize for
my apparel, am I? Hardly. You are
saying to yourselves ‘W T by is he here?’
Y'es, that is the question that disturbs
you. What has brought this domes
ticated college professor scampering
from the Pagan renaissance to Bald
pate inn? For answer, I must ask
you to go back with me a week’s time
and gaze at a picture from the rather
dreary academic kaleidoscope that is
my life.
“I im seated back of a desk on a
platform in a bare yellow room. In
front of me, tier on tier, sit a hundred
young men in vnrious attitudes of in
attention. I am frying to tell them
something of the ideal poefry that
marked the rebirth of the Saxon gen
ius. They are bored. I—well, gentle
men, in confidence, even the mind of
a college professor has been known to
wander at times from the subject in
hand. And then—l begin to read a
poem—a poem descriptive of a woman
dead tiOO years and more. Ah, gentle
men”—
He sat erect on the edge of his great
chair. Back of the thick lenses of his
spectacles be bad eyes that still could
flash.
"This is not an/era of romance.” be
said. “Our people grub in the dirt for
the dollar. Their visions perish. Their
souls grow stale. Yet now and then,
at most Inopportune times, comes the
flash that reveals to us the glories that
might be."
Mr. Bland wrapped his gay quilt
more securely about him. Mr. Magee
smiled encouragement on the newest
raconteur.
“I shall be brief,” continued Proses
sor Bolton. "Heaven knows that ped
agogic room was no place for visions,
nor were those athletic young men fit
companions for a soul gone giddy. Yet
—I lost my head. As I read on there
returned to my heart a glow I had Dot
known In forty year*. The bard spoke
of her hair:
Her vellow lock* crisped like golden wyre,
About ner lo<}»*ly shed.
And 1 saw, us in a dream- ahem. 1 can
trust you, gentlemen—it girt I supposed
1 bad forever forgotten In the mold
and dust of my later yearn. • I will not
go further into the matter. M.v wife’s
hair to black.
“Aud l eading on. but losing Ibe
thread of the poet's eulogy in Hie gold
en fabric of my resurrected dream, it
came to me to compare that maid I
knew In the long ago with Hie women
1 know today. Ah, gentlemen! Up*
made tint for smiling fling weighty ar
guments on the unoffending atmos
phere. Eyes made to light with that
light that never was by land or sen,
blaze Instead with whut they call the
Injustice of woman's servitude. White
hands made to find their way to the
hands of some young man in the moon
light carry banner* In the dusty streets.
It seemed 1 saw the blue eyes of tbnt
girl of long ago turned, sad, rebuking,
on her sisters of today. As I Uulslicd
reading my heart was awhirl. I said
to the young tin’ll before me:
"'There was a woman, gentlemen—a
woman worth a million suffragettes.'
"They applauded. The tire In me
died down. Soon 1 was my old meek,
academic self. The vision bud left no
trace. I dismissed m.v class and went
home. 1 found that my wife—she of
the black hair-bad left my slippers by
the library Are. 1 put them on and
pluuged into a pamphlet lately pub
lished by a distinguished member of a
German university faculty. I thought
the incident closed forever."
He gazed sorrowfully at the two
young men.
"But. gentlemen, I had not counted
on that viper tbut we nourish in our
liosom-the American newspaper. At
present 1 will not take time to de
nounce the press. 1 am preparing an
article on the subject for u respectable
weekly of select circulation. Suffice it
to record what happened. The next
day an evening paper appeared with a
huge picture of me on its front page
and the hideous statement that this
was the Professor Bolton vho bad said
that ‘One peroxide blond Is worth a
million suffragettes.’
"Yes, that was the dreadful version of
my remark that was spread broadcast.
Up to the time that story appeared I
had no idea as to what sort of creature
the peroxide blond might be. 1 pro
tested, of course. I might as well have
tried to dam a tidal wave with a table
fork. The wrath of the world swept
down up’on mo. I was deluged with
telegrams, editorials, letters, denounc
ing me. Finn faced females lay In
wait for me and waved umltrellas in
my eyes. Even my wife turned from
me, saying that while she did not ask
me to hold her views on the question
of suffrage, she ’thought I might at
least refrain from publicly commend
ing a type of woman found chiefly in
musical comedy choruses. I received
a note from the president of the uni
versity asking me to be more circum
spect in my remarks. Me—Thaddeus
Bolton—the most conservative man on
earth by instinct!
"And still the denunciations of me
poured in; still women’s clubs held
meetings resolving against me; still a
steady stream of reporters flowed
through my life, urging me to state
my views further, to name the ten
greatest blonds in history, to—heaven
knows what. Y'esterday I resolved I
could stand it no longer. I determined
to go away until the whole Idling was
forgotten. ’But,’ they said to me,
‘there is no place on lund or sea where
the reporters will not find you.’ I talk
ed the matter over with my old friend,
John Bentley, owner of Baldpate inn,
and he in his kindness gave me the
key to this hostelry.”
Wisely Professor Bolton blinked
about him. Mr. Bland was half asleep
in his chair, but Mr. Magee was quick
with sypipntby-
“Professor,” he said, “you are a much
■offering man. I feel for you. Mere, I
am sure, you are safe from reporters,
and the yellow Journals will soon for
get you lu their discovery of the next
distorted wonder, llrlefly, Mr. Hlund
and myself wilt outline the tangle of
events that brought us to the inn”—
“Briefly Is right," broke In Bland.
“And then it's me for that mountain
ous mattress of mine. 1 can rattlu my
story off in short order and give y»u
the fine points tomorrow. Up to a
short time ago”—
But Billy Magee Interrupted. An
idea, magnificent, delicious, mirthful,
had come to him. Why not? He
chuckled Inwardly, but bis face was
most serious.
“I should like to tell my story first,
if you please.” he said.
The haberdasher grunted. The pro
fessor nodded. Mr. Magee looked
Bland squarely In the eye. strangled
the laugh inside and began:
“Up to a short time ago J was a
haberdasher In the city of Bouton. My
name, let me state, is Magee- William
Magee. I fitted the gay shoulder
blades of Iteuton with clothing from
the back of pages of the magszlnes,
and as for neckties”
Mr. Bland's sly eyes hsd opened
wide. IJe rose to a majestic height—
majestic tonsidering th<* bedqullt.
“See here”— he began.
“Please don't Interrupt,” requested
Mr. Magee sweetly. “I was, as I have
said, a happy, carefree haberdasher.
And then she entered my Ilf". Ara
bella was her name. Ah. professor,
your lady of the yellow locks, crisped
THE AUGUSTA HERALD, AUGUSTA, GA.
like golden wire even she must nev
er In m.v presence be compared with
Arabella. Site she had a face- Noah
Webster couldn't have found words to
describe It. And her heart was trut* to
yours truly—at lenst I thought that it
was."
Mr. Mugee rattled on. The liuber
dasher. his calling and Ills tragedy
snatched front him by Hie humorous
Magee, retire*! with sullen face Into ills
bedqilllt. Carefully Mr. Magee led up
to tbe coming of the man front Jersey
City; in detail lie laid bare the duel of
haberdashery fought in Hie name of
the fair Arabella. As he proceeded Ills
euthuslastn grew. He added line hits
that had escaped Mr. Bland. He paint
ed with free baud the picture of trag
ed.v's dark hour; the note hinting at
suicide be gave in full. Then lie told
of how ills courage grew again, of bow
he put the cowardice of death lieliind
him. resolved to dare all Hnd live He
finished at Inst, ills voice husky with
emotion. Out of Hie corner of Ills eye
lie glanced triumphantly at Bland.
That gentleman was giving thought
fully at the blazing log*
"You did quite right," commented
Professor Bolton, "iu making up your
niiml to live. And now. the gentleman
in the—«r— the bodqutlt. Hus he. too.
a story?"
"Yes.” laughed Mr. Magee, "let’shear
now- from the gentleman in the bed*
qullt. Hus lie. ton, a story? And If
so, what is It?”
He smiled delightedly Into the eyes
of Bland. What would the ex haber
dasher do. shorn of his fictional expla
nation? Would he rise in Ills wrath
and denounce the man wliq had stolen
his Arabella? Mr. Bland smiled hack.
He stood up. and a contingency that
had not eutered Mr Magee’s mind
came to he.
CHAPTER V.
A Professional Harmit Appear*.
08. BLAND walked calmly to
the table and picked up a pop
ular novel that lay thereon.
On its cover was the picture
of n very beautiful tuttidcu.
“See that dame?” he inquired of the
professor. “Sort of makes a man sit
up and take notice, doesn't she? Even
the frostbitten haberdasher here has
got to admit that In some ways she
has this Arabella person looking llkeu
faded ebromo In your grandmother’s
parlor on a rainy afternoon. Ever get
any notion, professor/ the way a pic
ture like that boosts a ik»v*| In the
busy marts of trade? No? Well’’—
Mr. Bland continued. Mr. Magee
leaned buck, overjoyed. In his chair.
Here was a man not to-be annoyed by
the mere filching of Ills story. Here
was a man with a sense of humor,
an opponent worthy his foe’s best ef
forts. i
“I used to paint dames like that.”
Bland was saying to the dazed pro
fessor. lie explulued how his pictures
had enabled many a novelist to "eat
up the highway in a buzz wugou.” As
be approached tbs time when the nov
elists besieged him be gave full play
to his imagination. One. he said,
sought out his apartments In ari aero
plane,
"Say, professor,” he finished, “we’re
In the same bout— both hiding from
writers. A fellow that’s spenf his life
selling neckties—well, he can't exactly
appreciate our situation. There's what
you might cnll a bond between you
and me. D’ye kuow, 1 felt drawn to
you Just after I fired that first shot.
That’s wliy I didn't blaze away again.
We're going to be great friends. J can
read It In the stnra."
ne took the older man's hand feel
ingly, shook It and walked away, rust
ing a covert glance of triumph at Mr.
Magee.
The face of the holder of the Cran
dall chair of comparative literature
was a study. He looked first at one
y ' |
“I uMd to paint damaa Ilka that.”
young man. then at the other. Again
be applied the handkerchief to his
shining head
(To be Continued Tomorrow.)
THE MORNING WITH THE RECORDER
A white man named Lyon* was
lined. )ino or ninety days by Judge
Irvin today. It was In Garner's press
ing rluli two days ago. Lyons was
drinking and had been asleep on a
bench in the front lie got up and
stretched htnsclf and went Into the
place where Mr Garner wus sealed
un an old billiard table In company
with a negro employe. Lyons took
up a piece of billiard cue or broom
handle or something and made as If
to hli the negro, Mr. Garner said ha
did not Interfere because it never oc
curred to him the fellow really meant
to sirke. But he did Came down
with all Ills might snd iiialn on the
hoy’s head. The latter dodged and
caught the full force of the blow in
the left eye It was a repulsive sight
as ho appeared In court. There la
little hoi e of saving It
In seeking for an explanation of
this unhappy incident the court was
aide to find, so he Haiti, little beyond
just plain meanness.
Lyons said the negro had cursed
him. hut the statement was discredit
ed.
The judge said it was a case of a
vindicative bullying Instinct set free
by liquor. And Hie race problem was
probably looking through the key
hole. What the judge thought of the
act was revealed In the sentence.
('has. Selgler, colored, was arraign
ed for having rut a woman's hand.
She came forward and displayed her
wounds, but received small sympathy.
She thought she was cut. The judge
EX-CONGRESSMAN
ESCAPES THE PEN
(Contiuned from Page One.)
in this district to inflict such penal-
He*. He severely grilled both defend
ants and said that the fart that Lucius
Lttlaunr had served ten years In con
gress and the general high standing
of the offenders aggravated rather
than mitigated their offense ‘‘lf any
distinction is to he made,” continued
Judge Thomas, "It appears to me that
It should he In favor of an uneducat
ed person. For an"ex-eongreasnum so
far to forget hto oath taken fi»H
times and knowing so well the laws
he helped to frnnie seenia to me in
comprehensible. In cases like this
the humiliation may ho punishment
enough for the individual but it will
not serve for others similarly in
clined.
No Punishment at All.
"A money punishment la no punish
ment for they will be able to pay and
Is a travesty on justice,"
Judge Thomas added that the fact
that the defendants hud plead guilty
and made full reatitutlon of civil lia
bility by paying Hie government
$14,1100 mid also the 111 health of Lu
cius Llltauer hnd been considered in
dealing with them.
Tiara sf Gsms,
The principal article of Jewelry
smuggled In and concealed l>y the
l.lttauers was a diamond and pearl
tiara for which they paid $5.k00 abroad
hut which was worth considerably
morn her* Their counsel contended
that the ttura might b« classed a*
antique and therefore entitled to free
entry. In announcing sentence how
ever, Judge Thomas said that the de
fendants did not declare Hie tiara as an
antique and that thetr failure to do so
was proof of wrong Intentions.
Greatly Agitated.
The penalties were eqiiHlly divided
between the two offenses ffiOO fine dud
three'months Imprisonment being Im
posed under eaeh Indictment. The
fines were promptly paid.
Both the Llttauers exhibited great
agitation during Judge Thomas speech
and when the prison sentence was an
nounced luicliiH Hutched the tattle for
support.
Judge Thomas said he had received
many letter* from prominent men
pointing out the high standing of the
defendant* Hiid urging clemency.
WOULD ABOLISH DIVORCE
IN U. S.
(Continued from page one )
thny will increase faster- t hen be
fore the middle of tills century w«
will have annul*, In the United
States 2Tfl divorces per 100,000 popu
lation, or one divorce for every five
marriage*
A Beaten Path.
"If the United States were to write
In die constitution an amendment pro
hibiting absolute divorce, it would
not be teklng such a radical step as
might at first he thought, but would
he following a beaten path. Our own
sts'e of South Carolina all honor to
her forbids divorce, it Is absolute
ly (prohibited In Italy, Spain, and two
thirds of tlie population of Angola-
Hungary, while the Latln-Amerloan
countries of Mexico, Argentine Re
public, Ilraxll, Peru, Chile, and others
have similar laws.
"While many excellent people are
divorced and some of them make new
homes, the Inevitable trend of divorce
is to break up many more homes than
It. builds up, and to materially reduce
the number of children. When mar
riage Is dissolved the true homes
cease to exist; the parents an.l the
children are separated; and the sweet
tie* that bind father and mother to
their offspring, and to each other, are
broken forever,
Became a Jeat.
“As long as the Romans of old
looked upon marriage as sacred, and
held the sanctity of the home Invio
late, their arms were invulnerable,
end Rome became mistress of the
world. But with the accumulation of
colossal wealth came great laxity of
morals; marriage became a Jeat, and
child-bearing a useless burden. The
luxurious Romans loat all respect for
female chastity; the heroic virtues of
their early years were forgotten, and
the Empire fell, the victim of luxury
and disregard for the binding effects
of marriage.
"Shall not the United States take
warning from Horae's example?"
said something about a microscope,
Cut? She ought to come around
there some day and see somebody
wlisi Is. We must lei her know one
morning after a real operation has
been performed Alter, say, one of
Mary Boatwright's dinner-dances
Why the woman was an Imposter.
And as for ('has. Selgler, tie must
he s pit table amateur. The case was
put.off till tomorrow to get another
witness.
A pawn broker of the city whs fined
$10(1 or ninety days for milking In
complete reports to the chief of po
lice The Judge pointed out that
these reports are of the utmost Impor
tance owing to the fact that only by
means of them, can stolen goods be
traced. Every day the pawn shops
must rcliiin an accurate list of all ar
ticles taken in. with full descriptions.
The Judge sahl he wished lo enipliu
size this by imposing the maximum
penalty. No excuse for failure lo
comply wjh this regulation will ho
taken Into account.
Then the name was called of one of
the town's moat guilded youth. A sad
and shocking thing We dare not
mention his name. He is one who
stunda at the door of his emporium
and makes the sun to sli|n« on the
shady side of Broad Street. You must
refer to the Society Column It wua
a case of the proverbial tail lamp.
(Not what you think: We shouldn't
presume to say that he was lit up
hut the tall lamp wasn't.)
Society
CONCERT FOR GOOD
SHEPHERD PARISH HOUSE.
A concert is being arranged for the
evening of Tuesday of next week at
the Parish House of the Church of
tlie (load Shepherd when a number of
local artists will contribute their
gifts to raise funds for the building
of the church. Tickets are on sale
already at Gardelle's, Sylvester's snd
can ulso he secured from any of tho
following patronesses;
Mrs. Joseph K. Campbell, Mrs P.
A. Steiner, Mrs. McWhorter, Mrs. Jno.
Sylvester. Mrs. M. G Rldgeley, Mrs
G. W. Summers, Mrs. Herbert Clark,
Mrs, John Adams, Mrs. Coles Phlnlzy,
Miss Gertrude Weed, Miss Marguerite
Wright, Miss Ann Smith, Miss Anna
Montgomery.
Among the numbers will he a solo
by Miss Rodgers, of New York, who
is with her sister, Mrs. Charlie John
son for the winter, wild who will h*
heard for the first time In Augusta
—Mrs. James Venneson, of Moul
trie, S. C., Is visiting her mother,
Mrs A. Shapiro.
Miss Jennie L. Griffin, a very at
tractive young woman of Colombo,
returned home today, after being
pleasantly entertained while the guest
of Miss Joste Stark.
—-Mrs Ernest Wires and Miss Jes
sie Robertson, of New York, ars
spending some time with Mrs. Stlrek
mother, Mth. Hardwick, on The Hill.
MRS. M. B. WILLIAMS
ENTERTAINS FOR MRS. BELL
AND MRS. MONTGOMERY.
Complimenting Mrs Hell and Mrs
Montgomery, Mrs. M. It Williams will
entertain tomorrow morning with
bridge at her home on The Hill.
MRS. McFARLANE HOSTESS
OF CARD CLUB.
Mrs. Charles MeFarlane was hos
tess of the meetjng yesterday of tho
North Augusta flard Club when the
prizes, ft lovely piece of hand-made
lingerie, and ft dainty hand bag, were
awarded to Mrs Lawrence Harksdal*
und Mrs. DeTrevllle. At the conclu
sion of the game a lovely afternoon
tea was prettily served /
MRS. HICKMAN ENTERTAINS
FOR VISITING FRIEND®.
Mr*. Tracy Hickman and NWss El
len Hickman entertained a number ot
friends with characteristic charm yes
terdsy afternoon st tholr home on the
Hill, guests being Invited to meet, Mrs.
Ernest St Ires, of New York, and hot
friend, Miss Jessie Robertson, who
.are spending some time with Mrs
Hardwick. About, twenty old frlondx
of Mrs. Htlres were iiskoil and tho Ac
casloo while very quiet, whs delight/
fill.
AT THE CRANFORD CLUB.
Mss Augusta Smith will pour tea at
(lie Cranford Club tomorrow after
noon,
- Fronds of Mr*. William E Koesel
and her bright little son, Wheeler,
will regret to learn that they have
Joined Mr. Rnesel In Atlanta, where
they will make their home.
MR. C. W, WISE TO
ENTERTAIN.
Mr, Charles W, Wise will entertain
a party of sixteen friends at. .Inner
Friday evening, the guests of honor
to be Dr. Henry Michel and Dr. Ku
gpne Murphey.
NEGRO KILLS MAN WHEN
HE TRIED TO DISARM HIM
Wayero**, Ga.—Gary C. Goins, a saw
mill employe, was shot snd killed here
late Monday by Will Gilbert, whom
he was attempting to disarm. Goins
was aiding local authorities who were
en desvorlng to arrest Gilbert on sus
picion that he was the negro wanted
at Jacksonville, Fla.., for th* killing of
a deputy sheriff. Gilbert was rap
tured and Is now In Jail at Rlacksbear,
Gft.
BIICMIFIHE FOB
WEBB ns
Mixed With Juniper Is Old
Folks' Recipe For Clogged
Kidneys and Backache.
Must folks forget that the kidney*
like the bowels, get sluggish and clog
ged mid need a flushing occasionally,
else we have backaches unit dull misery
111 the kidney region, severe headaches,
rheumatic twinges, torpid liver, add
Stomach alecpleaanaaa an>. all sorts of
bladder disorders, dlzxy spells spots
before the eyes, frequent desire to uri
nate.
To avoid above troubles you simply
must keep your kidneys actlva and
clean, and the moment you feel any
of Hie above symptoms, get a 14-idb
bottle of .Stuart's liuchti and Juniper
Compound from any good drug mors,
take a tableapnonful In a glass of
water after meals. Stop eating sweets
or sugur. In. a few days and your
kidneys will then ait fine and nat
ural. Stuart's lliichu and Juniper Is
harmless to flush dogged kidneys and
stimulate them to normal activity, It
also neutralizes the acide 111 the urine
so It no longer hurts to puss water,
thus ending bladder disorders.
Everybody should take Stuart's Bu-i
elm and Juniper now and then to
keep their kidneys dean Big 14-oz.
bottle sold for only ft by Page A
Sims. Nashville. Tenn.
SPORT DOPE
Exendine to Coach.
Washington.—Albert Exendine, of
Oklahoma, auid to he one of the
greatest football players ever devel
oped at Carlisle Indian school and
twice selected by Walter Camp for
the all-American team has been se
lected to coach the George town Uni
versity football team next season.
Turns Dswn Fsdsrsls.
Springfield, Mass.—Catcher Patrick
F. O'Connor today announced that he
has signed with the Ht. laiuis Na
tionals. Ho said lie turned down of
fers from two Federal League cluba
because the Fcderals would not guar
antee what they promised.
U. 8. Skaters to Lssvs.
New York,—-A party of American
entrants for the National Skating
radix at Trendjhelin, Norway, is
scheduled to leave here on February
tOth,
They expect to reach Christiania
in time to participate in the interna
tional akatlng competitions at llol
menkohen on February 9th, 22d and
23d, and remain for the tri-national
conetst on March Ist, hot ween Fin
land, Sweden and Norway. They will
return from Bergen on March 7th. ,
World Air Race.
New York.—Henry Wdodhouse, at
the Aero Club of America, received a
telegram Irom San Francisco today
advtolng that the Panama-Pacific Ex
position would ask the co-operation
of the fovornmsnt* of America. Eng
land, France, Germany, Russia and
Japan in forming an international pa
trol across the Atlantic and the l*a
clflc and Httssla for the round the
world aeroplane race.
The Intention is to ask Amsrtca,
England and France to patrol the At
lantic course with smut cruisers;
America. Russia and Japan to partol
the l’aclfic course with scout cruisers
and Russia to dispose troops for aid
along the desolate stretches of 01-
lieria and Manchuria.
Weevil Not
Our Only Enemy
The Blood, Loaded with De
structive Germ* is Causa
of Most Disease
While most es u* ar* worrying about
tha destructive pests In malarial Ilf*.
It would be well to consider tho effort
of germa within ua, People generally,
reallsa the necessity of keeping the
blood pure. And Oloae who have deed
H 8. H, our famoue native blood medi
cine, apeak from experience.
Our usual dally food rttlon la often
the cause of thick, aluggleh blood that
becomes loaded with destructive germs.
These cause pellagra, malaria, blood
risings, anemia, scrofulous aoree, bolls,
carbuncles and many akin dlsaaaes.
And It Is generally known throughout
the Booth that the one, genuine, apeeiflo
antidotal remedy for all conditions of
Impure blood la B. H. B. It Is prepared
from nature's own materials, not an
ounce of drugs being used. And yet It
Is mors potsnt, more powerful, mors
searching and more productive of re
storative results than from the most
active of all tha minerals employed
In medicine.
Its action by elimination of tha
Irritating poisons that infect the
blood. Is one of the very Important
things to know.
You can get 8. 8 B. at any drug
store, but take no other ao-ealled blood
purifier.
B. 8. 8. la prepared by The Swift
Specific Co., Q-12, Swift Bldg., Atlanta.
Oa., and If you have any daep-aaatad
or obstinate blond trouble, writs to
their Medical Dept, for free advice. Xt
Win be worth your whtlo to do 00,
FIVE