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LEGAL NOTICES.
NOTICE TO CONTRACTORS.
Notice is hereby given by the Board
of Commissioners of Roads and Reve¬
nues of Mitchell County that said
Board will receive sealed bids or pro
posals at the office of said Board on
the 4th day of August, 1925, for
following purposes to-wit:
For furnishing all materials and
doing bor, and furnishing all work and la
tools and equipment, for the grad¬
ing and paving with concrete certain
streets in the Town of Pelham, Mitch¬
ell County. Georgia, being parts of
public roads of said County, to a
width of 18 feet along the center of
said streets, designated and as des
cribed in plans and specifications of
file in this office and for beginning* the. distances
and at the places of ° ™ and
'Hnding said - paving . shown _ and sped
fled in certain plans and specifications
for said grading and paving, and the
materials to be used therefor, of file
and posted in the office of said Board
of Commissioners of Roads and Reve¬
nues of said County at the Court
House at Camilla, Georgia.
Payment for said work of grading
and paving, in accordance with said
specifications, will be made by said
Board within 30 days from the date
of the completion of said work ac¬
cording to said specifications, and the
^acceptance of the same by this Board,
said work to be completed by the con¬
tractor within 6 months after the let¬
ting of said contract.
The successful bidder will be re¬
quired to comply with the terms of
sections 389, 389-C, 389-D Volume 8,
1922 Supplement of Park’s Annotated
Code of Georgia, 1914, and all laws
of the State of Georgia covering the
v letting of such contract. expressly
fSaid Board, however, re¬
serves the right to accept any or to
reject all or any of said bids or pro¬
posals. July 7, 1925.
This
G. B. BAGGS,
Chairman.
W. B. NEVELS,
Clerk of the Board of Com¬
missioners of Roads and
Revenues of Mitchell Coun¬
ty.
NOTICE.
GEORGIA—Mitchell County.
To All Whom It May Concern:
Jno. I. Perry as guardian of his
minor children, Maxwell Perry, Jno.
I. Perry, Jr., Ruth Perry and William
Perry, having applied to me by peti¬
tion for leave to sell lands belonging
to the said minors and for leave to
encroach on the corpus Sf the estate
of said minors for the purpose of ed¬
ucating them and for other
expenses, this is to notify all persons
'concerned, and creditors and kindred
*f said minors, that said application
will.be passed upon at the
term 1925 of the Court of Ordinary
of Mitchell county, and that unless
good and sufficient cause be then and
there shown, said leave will be grant
ed.
This August 3rd, 1925.
R. E. L. CULPEPPER,
, Ordinary Mitchell Co.
APPLICATION.
GEORGIA—Mitchell County.
Whereas, Mrs. Jamie E. Holton,
Temporary Administratrix, of the Es¬
tate of Howard Holton deceased, rep¬
resents to the Court in her Petition,
duly filed and entered on record, that
she has fully Administered said de¬
ceased estate, that is therefore, to
cite all persons concerned, kindred and
creditors, to show cause, if any they
can, why said Administratrix should
not be discharged from her adminis¬
tration, and receive Letters of dismis¬
sion, on the first Monday in Septem¬
ber, 1925.
R. E. L. CULPEPPER,
Ordinary Mitchell Co.
APPLICATION.
GEORGIA—Mitchell County.
To All Whom It May Concern:
i Mamie Mae Starnes, having in
proper form applied to me for per
jnanent Letters of Administration on
f : tile Estate of L. L. Burgess, late of
said County, this is to cite all and
singular the Creditors and next of
kin of L. L. Burgess, to be and ap¬
pear at my office within the time al¬
lowed they by law, why and show cause, Adminis- if any
I Ipration can, permanent
should not be granted to Ma¬
mie Mae Starnes, on said Estate.
Witness my hand and official signa¬
ture, this the 29th day of July, 1925.
R. E. L. CULPEPPER,
Ordinary Mitchell Co.
CITATION- -YEAR’S SUPPORT.
v
GEORGIA -Mitchell County.
To all Whom it May Concern: __o
is hereby given, that the apprais
ers appointed to set apart and assign
a year’s support to Mrs. G. W. Gallo¬
way, the widow of G. W. Galloway,
deceased, have filed their award, and
unless good and sufficient cause is
shown, the same will be made the
of the Court at the Sep¬
tember term, 1925,-of the Court of
•Ordinary.
This August 5th, 1925.
R. E. L. CULPEPPER,
Ordinary Mitchell Co.
NOTICE OF SALE.
pEORGIA—Mitchell 1 There will be sold County. to the highest
(tnd best bidder for cash, between the
legal house hours of Camilla, sale, before said the court
door in state and
Minty, on the first Tuesday in Sep
ember, 1925, the following described
^property, to-wit:
All of that property lying and be
in State of Georgia, County of
Mitchell, town of Lester (now known
-As the town of Brest, Ga.) in the
ninth land district of said county,
more particularly described as fol
Bws, to-wit: Lots number thirty-nine
19 ), forty (40), forty-ot (41) and
rty-two (42) in Block Thirteen (13),
on which is located a grist mill, the
them; ^-.achinery also lots and number buildings forty-five containing (45)
in Block Thirteen (13) in said town
of Lester, now vacant, where store
I
house burned down; and three (3)
and four (4) in Block (4) four in
said town of Lester, on which is lo¬
cated the home place of R. E. Brooks,
with all improvements on said above
described property.
Said property will be sold in order
that _____— the funds _______ arising therefrom ........... may
j j be against applied said to the payment according of claims
priority. propeity
i This July 22. 1925.
I B. C. GARDNER,
j ------- —
CITATION.
-
GEORGIA—Mtchell County.
To All Whom It May Concern:
W. L. Davis, having in proper form
applied to me for Permanent
ters of Administration on the estate
of L. C. Bullard, late of said
this is to cite all and singular the
creditors .... .3 1 ^ and .. ,3 next .. ..i of _ C kin 1 ‘ of ,.4? deceased, 1 .... ... . .. ]
to be and appear at my office within
the time allowed by law, and show
cause, if any they can, why perma¬
nent administration should not lie
granted to W. L. Davis on L. C. Bul¬
lard estate.
Witness my hand and official signa¬
ture, this 3rd day of August, 1925.
R. E. L. CULPEPPER,
Ordinary Mitchell Co. Ga.
CITATION.
GEORGIA—Mtchell County.
To All Whom It May Concern:
Sallie Richardson having in proper
form applied to me for Permanent
Letters of Administration on the es¬
tate of Heck Pendiver, late of said
County, this is to cite all and sing¬
ular the creditors and next of kin of
Heck Pendiver to be and appear at
my office within the time allowed by
law, and show cause, if any they
can, why permanent administration
should not be granted to Sallie Rich¬
ardson on Heck Pendiver estate.
Witness my hand and official sig¬
nature, this 10th day of August, 1925.
R. E. L. CULPEPPER,
Ordinary Mitchell Co. Ga,
CITATION.
GEORGIA—Mtchell County.
To All Whom It May Concern:
J. H. Martin having in proper form
applied to me for Permanent Letters
of Administration on the estate
T. P. Martin, late of said County, this
is to cite all and singular the credi¬
tors and next of kin of said T. P. Mar¬
tin to be and appear at my office with¬
in the time allowed by law, and show
cause, if any they can, why perma¬
nent administration should not be
granted to said J. H. Martin on T. P.
Martin’s estate.
Witness my hand and official sig¬
nature, this 3rd day of August, 1925.
R. E. L. CULPEPPER,
Ordinary Mitchell Co. Ga.
CITATION.
GEORGIA—Mtchell County.
Whereas, J. D. High, Administra¬
tor of L. A. High, represents to the
court in this petition, duly filed and
entered on record, that he has fully
administered L. A. High estate, this
is therefore to cite all persons con¬
cerned, kindred and creditors, to show
cause, if any they can, why said ad¬
ministrator should not be discharged
from his administration, and receive
letters of dismission, on the first Mon¬
day in September.
This August 10th, 1925.
R. E. L. CULPEPPER,
Ordinary Mitchell Co. Ga.
APPLICATION FOR DISCHARGE.
In the District Court of the United
States For the Southern District of
Georgia, Albany Division.
In the matter of Charles Floyd Fow¬
ler, bankrupt, in bankruptcy.
To the Creditors of Charles Floyd
Fowler of R. F. D. No. 1, Camilla,
Mitchell County, Georgia, and district
aforesaid, greetings:
You are hereby notified that Appli¬
cation for Discharge in Bankruptcy
j has been filed by the above-named
bankrupt, and that a hearing upon
the same v/ill be had before the U. S.
District Court, at Albany, Ga., on
September 19th, 1925, at 10 o’clock
in the forenoon; that you show cause
then and there, if any you have, why
the prayers of the said bankrupt
should not be granted.
Witness my hand and dated at Al¬
bany, Ga., this 14th August, 1925.
GEO. F. WHITE,
Deputy Clerk,
It. U. S. District Court.
STUDENTS ENTERING.
the Atlanta-Southern Dental College
in October should matriculate at once.
This is the last year it will be possible
to enter a dental college with only
high school education, and increased
enrollment must be provided for in
the new bunilding now under con¬
struction. (Adv.)
Farmer Kills
Biggest Rattler
MOULTRIE, ,Ga. — Rattlesnakes
which are responsible for a majority
of the 100 deaths annually in the Uni¬
ted States from snake bite, lost one of
their patriarchs Friday afternoon
when Lee Croft, Colquuitt county far¬
mer, killed one of the biggest rat¬
tlers ever shown in Moultrie. Croft,
with R. C. Jones, was fishing on Little
River, near Berlin, when the huge
reptile came in view. He picked up
a gun and shot the rattler. It meas¬
ured 6 feet and 9 inches and had 20
rattles.
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"’'Dirk, why dotft you take out mat
nice Farnham girl?"
“Is she nice?”
“Well, Isn’t she? You were talking
to her long enough at the Kirks’
dance. What were you talking about?”
! “Books."
“Oh. Books. She’s awfully nice
j | and intelligent, isn’t she? A lovely
j girl!” She was suddenly happy.
Books
j The Famham m wag a nlce gin.
St 'f ' vas the kim1 of ,*‘ rl one s “
lal1 in lov , ® wi,n and doesn t. The
j Farnham girt was one of many well
I i h bred Mrt.l Chicago 4 11, I nn n*A girls n>l »*1 of J, 4* Lam her .1 day .1 and ,,
j class. Fine, honest, clear-headed,
frank, capable, good-looking in an in
deflnite and unarresting sort of way.
Hair-colored hair, good teeth, good
enough eyes, clear skin, sensible me¬
dium hands and feet; skated well,
danced well, talked well. Read the
books you had read. A companion¬
able girl. Loads of money but never
spoke of it. Traveled. Her hand
met yours firmly—and It was just a
hand. At the contact no current dart¬
ed through you, sending Its shaft with
a little zing to your heart.
But when Paula showed you a book
her arm, as she stood next yon,
would somehow fit Into the curve of
yours and you were conscious of the
feel of ner soft slim side against you.
He knew many girls. There was a
distinct type known as the North
Hhore girl. Slim tall, exquisite; a
little fine noae. a high, sweet, slight¬
ly naaal voice, ear rings, a cigarette,
luncheon at Huyler’s Ail these girts
looked amazingly alike, Dirk thought;
talked very much alike. They all
spoke French with a pretty good ac¬
cent; danced Intricate symbolic
dances; read the new books; had the
aame patter. They prefaced, Inter¬
larded, concluded their remarks to
each other with, "My deah!" It ex¬
pressed, for them, surprise, sympathy,
amusement, rldlcale, horror, resigna¬
tion. “My deah! Yon should have
seen her! My deeah !”—horror. Their
slang was almost identical with that
used by the girls working In his office.
"She’s a good kid,” they said, speak¬
ing In admiration of another girl. They
made a fetish of frankness. In a day
when everyone talked in screaming
headlines they knew It was necessary
to red-ink their remarks in order to
get them noticed at all. The word
rot was replaced by garbage and gar¬
bage gave way to the ultimate swill.
One no longer said “How shocking!”
but, “How perfectly obscene I” The
words, spoken In their sweet clear
voices, fell nonchalantly from their
pretty lips. All very fearless and un¬
inhibited and free. That, they told
yon, was the main thing. Sometimes
Dirk wished they wouldn’t work so
hard at their play. They were for
evwr getting up pageants and plays
and large festivals for charity; Vene¬
tian fetes, Oriental bazaars, charity
balls. In the programme performance
of these many of them sang bettor,
acted better, danced better than most
professional performers, but the whole
thing always lacked the flavor, some¬
how, of professional performance. On
these affairs they lavished thousands
ta costumes and decorations, receiv¬
ing in return other thousands which
they soberly turned over to the cause.
They found nothing ludicrous In this.
Spasmodically they went into busi¬
ness or semi-professional ventures, de¬
fying the conventions. Paula did tills,
too. She or one of her friends were
forever opening blouse shops; starting
GIfte Shoppes; burgeoning into tea
rooms decorated in crude green and
vermilion and orange and black; an¬
nouncing their affiliation with an ad¬
vertising agency. These adventures
blossomed, withered, died. They were
the result of posh-war restlessness.
Many of these girls had worked In
defatigably during the 1917-1918 pe¬
riod; had driven service cars, man¬
aged ambulances, nursed, scrubbed,
conducted canteens. They missed the
excitement, the satisfaction of achieve¬
ment.
They found Dirk fair game, resent¬
ed Paula’s proprietorship. Susans and
Janes and Kates and Bettye and Sal
lys—plain old-fashioned names for
modern, erotic misses—they talked to
Dirk, danced with him, rode with him,
flirted with him. His very unattain¬
ableness gave him piquancy. That
Paula Storm had him fast. He didn’t
care a hoot about girls.
“Oh, Mr. DeJong," they said, “your
name’s Dirk, isn’t it? What a slick
name! What does it mean?”
“Nothing, I suppose. It’s a Dutch
name. My people—my father’s peo¬
ple—were Dutch, you know.”
“A dirk’s a sort of sword, isn’t it,
or poniard? Anyway, it sounds very
keen and cruel and fatal—Dirk.”
He would flush a little (one of his
assets) and smile, and look at them,
and say nothing. He found that to
be all that was necessary.
He got on enormously.
Between the girls he met in society
and the girls that worked In his of¬
fice there existed a similarity that
•truck and amused Dirk. He said,
“Take a letter, Miss Roach,” to a slim
young creature as exquisite as the
girl with whom he had danced the day
before; or ridden or played tennis or
bridge. Their very clothes were fault¬
less imitations. They even used the
same perfume. He wondered, idly,
how they did it They were eighteen,
nineteen, twenty, and their faces and
bodies and desires and natural equip¬
ment made their presence in a business
office a paradox, an absurdity. Yet
they were capable, too, in a mechanical
sort of way. Theirs were mechanical
jobs. They were lovely creatures with
the minds of feurteen-year-old chil¬
dren. Their hair was shining, perfect¬
ly undulated, as fine and glossy and
tenderly curling as a young child’s.
Their breasts were flat, their figures
singularly sexless like that of a very
young boy. They were wise with the
wisdom of the serpent. Their legs
were slim and sturdy. Their mouths
were pouting, soft, pink, the lower lip
a little curled back, petal-wise, like
the moist mouth of a baby that has
just finished nursing. Their eyes were
wide apart, empty, knowledgeous.
They managed their private affairs
like generals. They were cool, remote,
disdainful. They reduced their boys
to desperation. They were brigands,
| desperadoes, pirates, taking all, giving
little. They came, for the most part,
from sordid homes, yet they knew, in
some miraculous way, all the fine
arts that Paula knew and practiced.
They were corsetless, pliant, bewilder¬
ing, lovely, dangerous.
Among them Dirk worked immune,
aloof, untouched. Me would have been
surprised to learn that he was known
among them as Frosty. They admired
and resented him. Not one that did
not secretly dream of the day when
he would call her into his office, shut
the door, and say, “Loretta’’ (their
names were burbanktan monstrosities,
born of grafting the original appella¬
tion onto their own idea of beauty in
nomenclature — hence Loretta, Imo
gene, Nadine, Natalie, Ardella), “Lor¬
etta, I have watched you for a long,
long time and you must have noticed
how deeply I admire you."
It wasn’t Impossible. Those things
happen. The movies had taught them
that Dirk, all unconscious of their
pitiless all-absorbing scrutiny, would
have been still further appalled ta
learn how fully aware they were of his
persona! and private affairs. They
knew about Paula, for example. They
admired and resented her, too. They
despised her for the way in which she
openly displayed her feeling for him
(how they knew this was a miracle
and a mystery, for she almost never
came Into the office and disguised all
her telephone talks with him). They
thought he was grand to his mother.
Selina had been in his office twice, per¬
haps. On one of these occasions she
had spent live minutes chatting socia¬
bly with Ethelinda Quinn, who had
the face of a Da Vinci cherub and the
soul of a man-eating shark.
Selina always talked to everyone.
She enjoyed listening to street ear con¬
ductors, washwomen, janitors, land¬
ladies, clerks, doormen, chauffeurs, po¬
licemen. Something about her made
them talk. They opened to her as
flowers to the sun. They sensed her
interest, her liking. As they talked
Selina would exclaim, “You don’t say!
Well, that terrible!” Her eyes would
be bright with sympathy.
Selina had said, on entering Dirk’s
oflice, “My land! I don’t see how you
can work among those pretty creatures
and not be a sultan. 1’in going to ask
some of them down to the farm over
Sunday."
“Don’t, Mother! They wouldn’t un¬
derstand. I scarcely see them. They're
just part of the office equipment.”
Afterward, Ethellnda Quinn had
passed expert opinion. “Say, she’s got
ten times the guts that B’rosty’s got.
I like her fine. Did you see her ter¬
rible hat! But say, It didn’t look fun¬
ny on her, did It? Anybody else in
that getup would look comical, but
she’s the kind that could walk off with
anything. I don’t know. She’s got
what I call an air. It beats style.
Nice, too. She said I was a pretty
little thing. Can you beat It! At that
she’s right. I cer’nly yam.”
All unconscious, “Take a letter, Miss
Quinn," said Dirk half an hour later.
In the midst of this fiery furnace of
femininity Dirk walked unscorched.
Paula, the North shore girls, well-bred
and professional business women be
occasionally met in the course of
business, the enticing little nymphs he
encountered in his own office, all prac
tlced on him their warm and perfumed
wiles. He moved among them cool and
serene. Perhaps his sudden success
had had something to do with this;
and his quiet ambition for further sue-’
cess. For he really was accounted
successful now, even in tfie spectacu¬
lar whirl of Chicago’s meteoric finan¬
cial constellation. North-side mammas
regarded his income, his career, and
his future with eyes of respect and
wily speculation. There was always a
neat little pile of Invitations In the
mail that lay on the correct little con¬
sole in the correct little apartment
ministered by the correct little Jap on
the correct North-side street near (but
not too near) the lake, and overlook¬
ing it.
The apartment had been furnished
with Paula’s aid. Together she and
Dirk had gone to interior decorators. !
‘But you’ve got to use your own
taste, too," Paula had said, “to give^
it the individual touch.” The apart- :
meat was furnished in a good deal of!
Italian furniture, the finish a dark
:ak or walnut, the whole massive and j
yet somehow unconvincing. The effect
was somber without being impressive. ■
There were long carved tables on
which an ash tray seemed a desecra¬
tion; great chairs roomy enough for
lolling, yet in which you did not re- j
lax; dull silver candlesticks; vest-(
ments; Dante’s saturnine features i
sneering down upon you from a cor-1
rect cabinet. There were not many
books. Tiny foyer, large living-room,
bedroom, dining-room, kitchen, and a
:ubby-hole for the Jap.
Dirk did not spend much of his time
m the place. His upward climb was a
treadmill, really. His office, the apart¬
ment, a dinner, a dance. His contacts
vere monotonous, and too few.
His office was a great splendid of
ice in a great splendid office building
n LaSalle street. He drove back and
forth in a motor car along the boule¬
vards. His social engagements lay
north. LaSalle street bounded him on
the west, Lake Michigan on the east,
Jackson boulevard on the south, Lake
Forest on the north. He might have
lived a thousand miles away for all
ke knew of the rest of Chicago—the
mighty, roaring, sweltering, pushing,
screaming, magnificent hideous stee!
eiant that was Chicago.
Selina had had no hand in the fur¬
nishing of his apartment. When it was
finished Dirk had brought her in tri
amph to see it. “Well,” he had said,
‘what do you think of it, Mother?”
She had stood In the center of the j
I room, a small plain figure In the midst i
j of these massive somber carved tables,
• thairs, chests. A little .smile had
quirked the corner of her mouth. “I
j j think it’s as cosy as a cathedral.”
Sometimes Selina remonstrated with
I him, though of late she had taken on a
strange reticence. She no longer asked
him about the furnishings of the
houses he visited, or the exotic food he
ate at splendid dinners. The farm
flourished. The great steel mills and
factories to the south were closing in
upon her but iiad not yet set iron foot
on her rich green acres. She was rath¬
er famous now for the quality of her
farm products and her pens. You saw
"DeJong asparagus” on the menu at
the Blackstone and the Drake hotels.
Souietfmes Dirk's friends twitted him
about this and he did not always ac¬
knowledge that the similarity of names
was not a coincidence.
“Dirk, you seem to see no one but
just these people,” Selina told him in
one of her Infrequent rebukes. “You
don't get the full flavor of life. You've
got to have a vulgar curiosity about
people and things. All kinds of peo¬
ple. AM kinds of things. You revolve
in the same little circle, over and over
and over.”
“Haven’t time. Can’t afford to take
the time.
“Yon can't afford not to.”
Sometimes Selina came Into town
for a week or ten days at a stretch,
and indulged ta what she called an
orgy. At such times Julie Arnold
would invite her to occupy one of the
guest rooms at the Arnold house, or
Dirk would offer her his bedroom and
tell her that he would be comfortable,
on the big couch ta the living room, or
that he would take a room at the Uni¬
versity club. She always declined. She
would take a room in a hotel, some¬
times north, sometimes south. Her
holiday before her, she would go oft
roaming gaily as a small boy on a
Saturday morning, with the day
stretching gorgeously and adventure
somely ahead of him, sallies down the
street without plan or appointment,
knowing that richness in one form or
another lies before him for the choos¬
ing. A sociable woman, Selina, savor¬
ing life, she liked the lights, the color,
the rush, the noise. Her years of
grinding work, with her face pressed
down to the very soil Itself, had failed
to kill her zest for living. She prowled
Into the city’s foreign quurters—
Italian, Greek, Chinese, Jewish.
She loved the Michigan boulevard
and State street shop windows in
which haughty waxed ladies ta glitter¬
ing evening gowns postured, fingers
elegantly crooked as they held a fan,
a rose, a program, meanwhile smiling
condescendingly out upon an envious
world flattening Its nose against the
plate glass barrier.
She penetrated the Black belt, where
Chicago’s vast and growing negro pop-:
ulation shifted and moved and
stretched Its great limbs ominously,j
reaching out and out in protest and;
overflowing the bounds that lrkad It.;
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her bland interest and friendly look
protected her. They thought her a
social worker, perhaps ; one of the
uplifters. She bought and read the
Independent, the negro newspaper im
which herb doctors advertised magic
roots. She even sent the twenty-five
cents required for a box of these,
charmed by their names—Adam and
Eve roots, Master of the Woods,
Dragon's Blood, High John the Con¬
queror, Jezebel Roots, Grains of Para¬
dise.
“Look here, Mother.” Dirk would
protest, “you can’t wander around like
that. It isn’t safe. This isn’t High
Prairie, you know. If you want to
go round I’ll get Saki to drive you.”
“That would be nice,” she said, mild¬
ly. But she never availed herself of
this offer.
She would go over to South Water
street, changed now, and swollen to
such proportions that it threatened to
burst its confines. She liked to stroll
along the crowded sidewalks, lined
with crates and boxes and barrels of
fruits, vegetables, poultry. Swarthy
foreign faces predominated now.
Where the red-faced overalled men had
been she now saw lean muscular lada
ill old army shirts and khaki pants and
scuffed puttees wheeling trucks, load¬
ing boxes, charging down the street ta
huge rumbling auto vans. Their faces
were hard, their talk terse. Any one
of these, she reflected, was more vital,
more native, functioned more usefully
and honestly than her successful sen,
Dirk DeJong.
“Where ’r’ beans?”
“In th’ ol’ beanery."
“Tough.”
“Best you can get."
“Keep ’em."
Many of the older men knew her,
shook hands with her, chatted a mo¬
ment friendilly. William Talcott, a
little more dried up, more wrinkled,
his sparse hair qnite gray now, still
leaned up against the side of hts door¬
way In his shirt sleeves and his neat
pepper-aud-salt pants and veat, cigar,
unllghtad, in hts mouth, the heavy gold
watch chain ^panning his middle.
“Well, you certainly made good, Mrs.
DeJong. Remember the day you come
here with your first load?"
Oh, yes. She remembered.
"That boy of yours has made his
mark, too, I see. Doing grand, ain't
he? Wa-al, great satisfaction having a
son turn out well like that. Yes,
slrree! Why, look at my cla'ter
Car’llne—” •«*#
Life at High Prairie had its savor,
too. Frequently you saw strange vis¬
itors there for a week or ten days at
a time—boys and girls whose city pallor
gave way to a rich tan; tlred-looklng
women with sagging figures who drank
Selina's cream and ate her abundant
vegetables and tender chickens as
though they expected these viands to
be momentarily snatched from them.
Selina picked these up In odd corn erg
of the city. Dirk protested against
this, too. Selina was a member of the
High Prairie »chool board now. She
waa on the Good Roads committee and
the Truck Fanners’ association valr
ued her opinion. Her life was toll,
pleasant, prolific.
TO BE CONTINUED.
Beware the Bootlicker
The same man cannot be both friend
n! flatterer.—Franklin.
World’* Hot Spring*
The United States and Iceland ana
the only countries where hot springs
exist in any numbers.