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Assistance Necaaaarx.

The first field glasses taken to the New Hebrides sOrely puzzled the sim pie minded natives. A traveller tells how one of the mission clergy was walking along the shore. when a na- tive at his side pointed out figure in the far distance There goes one of my enemies," said he. The white man, drawing out his field glasses and focus ing them, handed them to his compan- ion, who, gazing through them in amazement, beheld his foe apparently close at hand. Dropping the glasses, he seized his arrows and looked again. The enemy was as far away as at first. Once more he snatched the magic glasses, once more exchanged them for his arrows and once more was baf- fled. A bright thought suddenly oc- cured to him. "Yeu hold the glasses to my eyes," said he to the missionary. "and can shoot himw
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General Daumesnil's Leo.

General Daumesnirs S wooden and iron leg is in the Paris military museum. The warrior is question lost one of his legs at the battle of Wagram, and when he returned to Paris it was re placed by a mechanical contrivance of
 timber with iron springs. Although crippled, the old soldier remained in active service and was in command of the Vincennes fort in 1914 when the allies were in Paris. It was to the troops of the anti-Napoleon coalition that General Daumesnil said when called upon to give up his fort, "Let me have my leg and then you can take Vtncennes." The old general died in 1882, deprived of his mechanical limb. It had been taken off while he was i'll in order to be repaired by a smith named BrOu, living in Vincennes. Brou kept the article and handed 1t down to his family, from whom 1t subse- quently passed into the ownership of the municipality of Vincennes. The councillors of the artillery borough handed it over to the war department, and it Is among the most honored rel les of French armies of the past.
The Press., 1913-12-24
Origin of the Dead Letter Office,

"What was the reason for our office getting it's name of the dead letter of flee, as it is often called?" said an off cial in the returned letter office. Well, it was originally started in order to re- turn to the senders all letters, etc., ad- dressed to people who turned out to be dead. The need for such an arrange ment became evident from the num- Der of valuable inclosures contained in such missives, and that the old tradi- tion still fingers in the department is evident from the fact that the bags containing returned letters are black inf color.
 '"'Yes, there are people who imagine us to be mysteriously connected with death itself, and some time back we received a peculiar letter from one of them. Within week of having let ter returned to her. certain person living in the same house had died, and consequently the writer, evidently as- sociating her friends death directly with us, begged us in future never to send back letters again, but to burn them minstead."-LOndOn Answers.
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4 CHRISTMAS LETTER.

DEAREST PHYLLIS. pray remember
 when you're making up the list or your presents for December (urless am to be missed) That I've slippers, picture brackets, smok- ing sets of various types. Half dozen smoking jackets, thirty-sev- en meerschaum pipes, Twenty patent kid glove menders," col lar boxes by the score. Of embroidered silk suspenders. forty
 leven pairs or more; That each year since I was twenty I've received a paperweight. Have pen wipers. inkstands plenty. paper cutters-twenty-eight That I've Browning and T4ongfellow by the hundred-evcry kind Shakespeare-b'ack and bluo and yellow; Milton till I'm nearly blind. So there's just one present only that I'm wanting in this year Of my bachelorship so lonely-that's your self. my Phyllis. dear.
 James Courtney Challiss.
The Press., 1913-12-24
Advice to a Husband.

Don't kick because you have to but ton your wife's waist. Be glad your wife has a waist and doubly glad you have a wife to button a waist for Some mems wives have no waists to button. Some mems wives waists have no buttons on to button. Some mems wives waists which have bet tons on to button don't care button whether they are buttOned or not Some men don't have any wives with buttons on to buttOn.-Ladies' Home Journal.
The Press., 1913-12-24
A Candy Kid. So to speak.

in the station at St Margaret Styria ton the frontier between Germany aud Austrial, an elegantly dressed couple passed through the customs office, the man carrying a child in swaddling clothes, a very elaborate outfit. Only when the pair had taken the train for Bregenz did any doubts as to the gen. uineness of the child come into the customs officials mind He immedi- ately instituted search and discovered that the infant was carefully con- eealed receptable containing a large quantity of saecharin. The sweet baby" was at once confscated and the pair of smugglers held.-Pharmaceu tical Era.
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Forest of Stranqe Trees.

The most extraordinary forest in the world occupies a tableland some six miles in width between 300 and 400 feet above the sea near the west coast of Africa. The pecuIiarity of the trees of this forest Is that, though their trunks are as much as four feet in di ameter, they attain the height O. only one foot. No tree bears more than two leaves, and these attain a length of six and breadthlof two feet. The flow CTS make gorgeous crimson clusters London Standard.
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THE WAY TO LIVE.

It will give a new meaning to life if we learn to think of it as con- tinuous, intending, running on with out interruption through death and beyond into eternal years. This makes it infinitely important that we live well, doing nothing that will prove an eternal blot or evil, start ing only things which will be for- ever blessings in the lives of others.
The Press., 1913-12-24
Caustic John Bright.

Many stories were told about John Bright's caustic repartees in private life. This story, says the British Weekly, is true:
 'I should like to come back to this world in fifty years to see what changes have happened in England" said gentleman to MT. Bright.
 My good sir," replied MT. Bright. ''if you don't mend your ways you may be glad of any excuse to come hack "
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A Real Santa CIaua-

T~1 ANITA CLAUS, I hang for you, By the mantel, stocking two, One for me and one to go To another boy I know There's chimney in the town You have never travelled down Should you chance to enter there
 You would find a room all bare. Not stocking could you spy, Matters not how you might try. And the shoes you'd find are such
 As no boy would care for much In broken bed you'd see Some one just about like me, Dreaming of the pretty toys | S Which you bring to other boys, | SEl And to him a Christmas seems !. k Merry only in his dreams rS= All he dreams, then, Santa Claus,
 "s= Stuff the stocking with, because % When it's filled up to the brim
 'S I'll be Santa Claus to him! x Frank Dempster Sherman.
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Why She Can't snend 1t.

"A successful man earns more than his wife can spend" My husband does that" .... -s "Why, yOur husband doesn't earn much. Mrs. Titewaddo."
 "l know it, but he hangs on to all of it."-HoustOn Post.
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Over the Limit.

Fortune Teller see by your hand that you will die when you are twen- tyseven Willie But. my dear woman, I'm twenty nine now. Fortune Teller Why. my good man. you should have been dead two years. You are living nnder false pretenSes.-L London Mail.
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Didn't ike the Time Limit

She-These reporters are so awfully careless! This paper says that I have been flor years one of the handsomest women in society,"" He-Well. my dear, what is the objection to that? She-Why, never said anything about ''for years. ."-Puck. @
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How tha Baby Talked

Nil Bacon-I was up to see the Smarts' baby today. Mrs. Bacon-Did they make him talk?
 "YeS." -. "What did he say?"
 'T couldn't understand. think it's Il great mistake for mother to teach a child to talk when she has hairpinS in her mouth" Statesman
 No Argument.
 The extremely well dressed young man, with but few claims to financial success, was putting forth his best ef- forts to capture the girl of his ch0ice+ You say yourself, AIarion,|' he plead ed, that your father is anxious to get you off his hands,
 'That's just it. Claude" she replied tremulously. That's why Pm afraid he won't listen to you."-LippincOtt's
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A Harsh Critic.

That" said the futurist, pointing proudly to the canvas which he had just finished, ''is my attempt to inter- pret the infinite''
 What did the infinite ever do to youY asked the innocent bystander.- Chicago Record Herald.
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Saddeninq.

What makes little Tommy so sad on this happy Christmas day?" asked FOsdick.
 His presents are all unbreakable," :" replied Keedick.-Town Topics.
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All Ga$&lAn

Have you asked your fathers con- sent to marry that young man?''
 More than that. Mother and have dared him to efuse."-Detroit Free Press -..'
The Press., 1913-12-24

No great characters are formed in this world without suffering and self deniaI-Matthew Henry.
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To achieve great success you must be courageous; timid man is defeated at the outset.
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Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-24

why people take to their heels "heh
they see this fearsome animal ap-
preaching.
This cruel and ferocious beast
which has been we'll named inc
Terror of the Hearthstone. is iouha
in all parts of the habitable gIope'
but 1t abounds mos. plentitully IN
civilized communities, owing to FOOL
ish game laws which provide no open
season In which 1t may be shot at
sight This is a sad mistake which
will doubtless be corrected In time
but, iE consequence OF it, there Is
scarcely a neighborhood al present
that is not infested by one or more
old Cats that make life burden to
the entire community.
Undoubtedly there is no other liv-
ing creature shat inspires such alb
iect fear in the heart Of man as does
the Cat No man has ever yet had
sufficient courage to pursue one and
capture 1t, or try TO domestioate it,
and there are innumerable instances
On record of intrepid hunters of big
game, who have tracked the hippop0t
ami 10 their lairs in darkest Africa
and dallIed with lions and tigers in
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-24
Helen Page, who believes in Thought Beauty.

you absorb and to which you give the
real beauty of the spirit
Honestly, now, can't you see how
bright that would make eyes, and how
sweet mouths would be and how soft
and fine skin would have to grow in
my rare thought Atmosphere"
Do you know, little Sister Skeptics,
did begin to see! Think of the pink and
white imperfection. tango tea ladies'
with near-ruby lips and near sighted
benadonnaed eyes you see prancing
about in sun-glare and white-lights
stare! Don't you wish they would think
themselves some soul beauty, a touch of
spirit loveliness and get a real bloom
Of youth" instead Of the lead. red
paint, hard-a nails kind?
Now Helen Page puts theory into
practice and her shoulder to the wheel,
tool
Il live an absolutely regular on
schedule to- the minute life," said she
Il get up at seven-and in regular order
there follow hot bath, donning of riding
toys and breakfast That is always
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-24
Little Bobbie S Pa
By WILLIAM F. KIRK.

And Nature shuddered tohen the
Titans fought.
The corpse Of Hector. poor, dishOn-
ored dust,
The Greeks did drag around the
Trojan UdlEs
Behind chariot that 1CouId madly
flee
From Hring Hector, once the pride
Of Troy.
I think that is kind of pritty, sed
Ma. 1t sounds like reel poetry to me.
Does it, sed Pa. / think it is a
dozen lines of slushymush
l suppoas sum newspaper poet wud
have rote it better said Ma. How
wud he have rote it?
A Little Different.
Prubly like this, sed Pa:
Thare was an old geezer MANNED Hec-
tor,
Who fought when half loaded with
nectar.
He was stabbed through the lunch
BY Greek with a punch
And they sent for the Red Cross col
lector.
That is very ordinary. sed Ma.
You rote that yureself. Yes, sed Pa,
did rite it myself, & let me whisper
to you, sweetheart, sed Pa, rote the
other one for a joak. too The one /
red first. I rote it with my left hand
the mite of the argument & sent IT to
his magazeen for a joak He printed
it, diGent he? sed Pa. l guess them
magazeen editors is wise old owls,
amt thay. Ha, ha!
WILLIAM F. KIRK.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-24
TO-DAY'S INSTALLMENT.

To Mary Turner, this was the Won
deriul hour. In it. the vindication Ct
her innocence was made complete.
The story was there recorded in black
AID white on the page written by Hell
en- Morris. 1t mattered little-or in
nn'tely much!-that it came too late.
SDe had gained her evil place in the
world, was a notorious woman in fact.
was even now a prisoner under sus-
picion of murder. Nevertheless, she
felt Thrill of ecstasy over this writ
ten dOcument-which 1t had never
occurred to her TO wrest from the girl
the time of the oral confession.
Now that ii had been proffered, the
value of II doomed above almost all
things else In the world. It proclaimed
undeniably the wrong under whieh
she had suffered She was not the
THE! the court had adJudged her. She
had right to the respect Of the world
that has condemned her unjustly.
Through her mind unfolded the pano-
rama of the years-years black and
crimson, years of irreparable mis-
cries. But. by 50 much, the more
majestic the triumph out of this final
event! What had before been so long
mystery. known to herself only
within this little while. now was be-
come a matter of record. for all to
read. Her acquired instinct Of think
ing within the law set the thing be-
fore her as something tremendous in
its significance. This was a paper.
visible evidence. This letter from the
conscience stricken girl, Helen Nor
rts, was sufficient to prove innocence
within the law. Mary's ewes
were luminous in the joy of the rean-
cation that for her, after all, rehabil-
tation might be in a measure possible,
though nothing could ever repay the
degradation of years infinitely worse
than lost.
Burke's harsh voice, cadenced to a
singular sympathy, broke in on her
reverie of pleasure and of pain.
You knew this?" he inquired
Yes" Mary said. frankly. Two
days ago"
Burke forgot his professional ami
mosities in a curiosity that was a
credit to his manhood.
did you tell old Gilder?" he asked
Mary shook her head in negation
IT Had No Proof.
What would be the use?" she re-
minded him. II had no proof. No
one would believe me-"
OF a sudden, the Inspector realized
with a start of self-reproach, that he
was negiectlng an opportunity. There
at, he fastened to make up for this
momentary lapse.
They'd believe this" he said
briskly.
why this letter sets you clear. If
old Glider should see this letter
there's nothing he wouldn't do to
make amends to you. He's a square
guy himself, If it comes to that, even
If he was hard on you. Why, this
letter wipes out everything"
Then, the insistent question bear
ing at his brain, forced him to speak
roughly building hope on the letters
inestimable worth to the woman be-
fore him.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-24

stewed fruit, toast and coffee. There
follows a fifteen or twenty-mile GALLON
in that perfection of loneliness, Gods
outdoors. the life-giver for us all, on
foot or a-horseback. Then comes a
quick, cold plunge. a simple luncheon at
1890 exactly; the afternoon round of
duties, supper at 6 and my evenings
work, which is not work. but a chance
for self expression.
Mature will give you health and
beauty and help you overcome past
errors. I have a fat friend, who vainly
tried TO drug herself int the supple
silhouette 1 rescued her. Now she
eats two simple meals a day and does a
f1ve-mile country tramp each day. She
is swathed in red flannel and nature
and natural perspiration and a tonic
cold bath are helping her get the figure
that is really hers
"Oh, yes, we can all think beauty
continued Miss Page, land we can I'M
think past errors in the line of hips and
double chins if we add a little practical
effort to our thoughts"
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-24

that you never can persuade a man
that pretty and cunning little kit
ten is going to grow up to be like
Its ma Every man has seen the
thing happen a million times. but he
is confident It won't occur to him
until II does. Then it's too late.
The catastrophe has happened.
In looks the Cat Is Of a harmless
and even innocuous appearance, es-
pecially when it is young; and. al
though it has very sharp claws, it
keeps them concealed until there is
a good chance to scratch.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-24
Advice to the LoveIorn
BY BEATRICE FAIRFAX.

MORE REASON FOR GIVING HIN
UP.
Dear Miss Fairfax:
| am y and have been keeping
company for a year with a young
man who loves me very much.
Recently | met another young
man who also loves me and whom
l dearly love.
How am ] to tell the first young
man that l don't care for him. as
he has told me that he would
turn to drink if / ever gave him
up BETTY.
If he is weak enough to hold d
threat over your head you have rea-
son for giving him up, even though
there is no other man.
As it is, your love for the seconf
man makes a parting with the first
imperative Justice to yourself, tC
him and to the man you love de-
mands it,
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-24
Explaining It.

A schoolmaster in the country de-
livered an address to the scholars, Of
which the following passage is an ex-
ample:
You boys ought to be kind to your
little sisters. once knew a bad boy
who struck his little sister a blow
over the eye. Although she didn't
fade and die in the early summer
time, when the June roses were
blooming. with the sweet words of
forgiveness on her pallid lips, she
rose and hit him over the head with
a rolling-pin. so that he couldn't go
to school for more than a month. on
account of not being able to put his
hat on"
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-24
HOW ARE YOU FEEDING YOUR
CHILDREN?

Are you giving them nourishing
fOod-food that will develop their
muscles, bones and flesh-food that
is easily digested and cheap?
Ever thought about Spaghetti
Faust Spaghetti? Do you know that
a 1Oc package of Faust Spaghetti
contains as much nutrition as 4 lbs.
of beef? Your doctor will tell you it
does. And Faust Spaghetti costs one
tenth the price of meat Doesn't that
solve a big item in the high cost of
living?
You probably haven't served Faust
Spaghetti as often as you should be-
cause you don't know how many diff
ferent ways it can be cooked-write
for free recipe book to-day and
you'll be surprised at the big variety
of dishes you can make from this
nutritious food In SC and 10c pack
ages.
MAULL BROS,
st. Louis, Mo.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-24

Cat loves a warm brick and invarla-
bly, snuggles up to the man in sight
who has the biggest pocketbook and
is the best spender; while It's third
characteristic is It's ability to howl
all ght without taking time 40
catch its breath, and to murder sleep
for all in its vicinity. 1t has been
estimated that the vocal power of
Cat is 1I9S9,72l kilowats an hour.
There are a great many varieties
of Cats. There s the Kitten Cat,
who claws every other girl and tells
young men that their compilations
are hand made; there is the House
Cat, who claws her husband because
she can't have an automobile: there
is the Professional Cat, who claws
her rivals in business; there is the
Club Cat who claws everything in
sight every time she can't boss
things, there is the Society Cat. who
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-24
WITHIN THE LAW
A Powerful Story of Adventure Intrigue and Lone
WHO killed GriRes y,

Who killed Griggs?"
There was no reply. And present.
ly, he went on, half-stunned over his
own intrigue against her.
Say" he said, and for once, his
voice was curiously suppressed, you
| tell me who shot Griggs, and I'll
show this letter to old Glider" Again
| the police official was in the as
cendant He forgot his sympathy Of
a moment ago in his zeal as a tracer
| OF crime He pledged himself ruth
lessly to a lie.
Now, listen" he cried, eagerly, 81
| give you my word of honor that any
thing you say in here is just between
/ YOU and me-" Unconsciously his eyes
darted to the window behind which
/ the stenographer was busy with his
notes.
That single involuntary glance was
enough for the keen instinct of the
woman to make guess as to the
verify.
Just tip me off to the truth" Burke
went on overwhelmingly, and I'll get
the necessary evidence in my own
way Now, there's nobody here but
Just you and me. Come on, now
put me wise!"
Mary Is Resourceful.
Mary was again the resourceful
woman who was glad to pit her brain
against the contriving OF those who
fought her So, at this moment, she
seemed plant to the win of the man
who urged her thus cunningly. Her
quick glance around the office was
of sort to delude the inspector into
belief that she was yielding to his
lure.
Are you sure no one will ever
know" she asked tlmorously.
Nobody but you and me- Burke
declared, all agog with anticipation
Of victory at last. Il give you my
word"
Mary met the gaze Of the inspector
fully In the same instant she fash
ed a smile that was dazzling, the
smile of a woman triumphant in her
mastery of the situation Her face
was radiant, luminous with honest
mirth. There was something simple
and genuine in her beauty that thrfn-
ed the man before her the man trying
so vindictively to trap her to her own
undoing. For all his grossness Burke
was of shrewd perceptions, and
somewhere, half submerged under
the sordid nature of his calling was
love of things esthetic, a respon-
y
Now, as his glance searched the face
of the girl who was bubbling with
mirth, he experienced an odd warm.
ing of his heart under the spell of
her loveliness--a loneliness wholly
feminine, persuasive wholesome. But,
too, his soul shook in a premonition
of catastrophe for there was mis-
chief in the beaming eyes of softest
violet. There was a demon of mock
cry playing in the curves of the scar
let lips as she smiled so winsomely
All his apprehensions were verified
by her utterance 1t came in a mos.
casual voice, despite the dancing de-
light in her face. The tones were
drawled in the matter of-fact fash
ion of statement that leads a lis
tener to answer without heed to the
exact import Of the question, unless
very alert, indeed. This is what
she said in that so-called voice:
I'm not speaking loud enough am
/, stenographer2"
And that industrious writer of
shorthand notes, absorbed i'm his task,
answered instantly from his hidden
place in the corridor
To Be Continued Tomorrow.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-24

afternoon of Chinese blue
~ of Princess" lace shown the left
The bodice shows certain fulness the waistine
threequarter sleeve a armhoe finished a
houne Blonde frightened
of
by
The skirt with a rounded foot.
The other original
silk
the lower of the amhole holding Teeuae trimmed
with high the
lingerie The front is cut in long waist shape material Of
lilac showing
and finished
Almonds ON of eachs side
of
a small the chest
The skirt, slightly
small ruching of the material the
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-24

the jungle, VINO
have turned and
fed without even
putting up a fight
when they found
a Cat had taken
poss ession of their
own homes.
When men so
dread and fear the
Cat, it may seem
strange that so
m any possess these
pestlferous AMI .
mails The explain
alton is to be
found in the fact
that hope springs
eternal In tn e
human breast and