Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1912-11-18
Based on George M. cohan's Play Nov
Running In New York.
TODAY'S INSTALLMENT.

Before Jackson could express himself
on the feature of industrial life in Jones'
vile, The judges man, Dave, entered
and handed to the judge five cigars, The
latter looked at them.
"see here, Dave" he observed, there
are only five cigars here"
Jackson had lighted one Of the cigars,
while Wallace put a cigarette into his
mouth Dave answered spotswood:
"They won't give six at the drug store"
he said, lie says they're five cents
straight even if you buy a hundred
The judge and the two young men
laughed as the judge said conrltely:
Il thought maybe you'd think that
they were tenners."
'T knew mine was a baritone the mo-
ment lit it," said Jackson.
THE WILL.
AS the hired man left sam, the Judge s
fat son, came in, and with his hat on
his head, put some papers on the table
before his father.
That's your uncle's will" SpotswOod
told jackson. you can take this copy
along and read il when YOU have time"
(Then noting Sammy This is Sammy.
You would hardly know him, would you
Jackson2"
Boys had always appealed 10 Broadway
and he smiled on the fat and sullen Sam
my.
well. sammy" he said, you haven't
grown very tall, but you've got pretty
wide"
Napoleon Bonaparte was short and
stout" was Sans glib response. well,
what are you laughing at? He was! l
seen his picture"
Wallace joined in the laughter at Sans
expense and the latter turned to him in
stantIy as he saw the cigarette hanging
from the advertising mans mouth.
"If you keep on smoking cigarettes,
you'll weaken your BRAIN" he said
sharply 10 Wallace.
In an instant HIS father was on his feet,
saying sternly: Samuel don't you know
better than to say such thing"
The boy looked his parent straight in
the eye.
"welI. that's what you told me, pa,
when you caught me behind the barn"
he mumbled.
Samuel was escorted from the room
while the others laughed over the Incl
dent As they were still bantering the
Judge over the gigantic ambitions Of his
son. the doorbell rang and the Judge went
to answer it, The moment he had left
the room Broadway turned bruskly to
Wallace.
you see" he said. with q trace of BIT
terness, nothing left but the plant. I've
got to SELF
Not entirely did Wallace agree.
Yes. but not at their price. Didn't
you hear? The plant showed profit last
year without any advertising"
II can't afford to take chance. This
Is Thursday. He said he'd have 10 know
by Saturday noon.
That's a bluff.
"You don't seem to realize the enormity
Of the amount" exclaimed Broadway,
with visions Of lobster palaces. Twelve
hundred thousand dollars"
With a pitcher and two glasses on a
trav Mrs Spotswood interrupted their
conversation 1t was nice cold lemon
ade." She had made it herself and hadn't
brought any for the Judge, as he didn't
drink it.
Their glasses half empted, Wallace and
Jackson stared at her.
Il pat little drop Of whisky in it,"
she exclaimed Tho judge would have a
fit If he know it was in the house. He's
temperance crank. slfc condded, and
left the room.
Whom Spo.-wood returned he explained
that q stranger had inquired at the door
for Jackson. tpotswood had nor admit
ted that he was inside, but the man had
I'm tied that he was and said that he