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Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-07

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Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-07

The wonderful City Life Sec
ton of The Sunday American
will be better than ever on Sun
day. Mutt and jeff, and Powers.
the great cartoouist, with dozens
of other fun-makers, Will have
exclusive features.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-07
He Came Toward Her.

Il should say notl" he declared in
Gignantly. for he resented the imph-
cation against his fathers honesty.
It's a trick, Burke's done IT,"
Mary's words came with accusing We
hemenCe-
There was another single step made
by Griggs toward the door into the
passage
Mary's eye caught the movement
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-07
TO-DAY'S INSTALLMENT.

Dick repeated his question, unoo-
servant of its first effect.
why didn't you go to Chicago as
YOU had planned?'
Planned? With whom?" The in
terrogation came with an abrupt
force that cried of new suspicious
why. with Burke" The young
man tried to be patient over her
density in this time of crisis.
who told you that I had arranged
any such thingy" Mary asked. Now
the tenseness in her manner got the
husbands attention. and he replied
with a sudden gravity apprehensive
of he knew not what.
Burke himself did"
"When?" Mary was standing rigid
now. and the rare color famed in
her checks. Her eyes were blazing
Less than an hour ago" He had
caught the contagion OF her mood and
vague alarm swept him.
"WhereP" came the next question
still with that vital insistence.
IN this room
Burke was here?" Marys voice
was suddenly cold. very dangerous.
what was he doing here2"
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-07
For the c0i0nei's lady and Jady O'Grady
Are sisters under their skiHs.---Rudyard KiblIHg.

TTNHIS when the showing off its
babies the from sitting with the
streaming in blond headscofed Oh diff
ferenty plain with her chapau slightly
yard down the red
silk and bode French hat above
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-07
Carson Leaped to the Switch.

The seemingly simple answer ap-
peared the last straw 10 the girls
burden Of frenzied suspicion. Her
voice cut fiercely into the quiet Of
the room. imperious, savage.
Joe. turn on that light! ] want
10 see the face Of every man in this
room
Something fatally significant in her
voice set Carson aleap 20 the switch,
and. in the same second, the blaze Of
the chandelier famed brilliantly over
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-07

4 tre eS Hes He says thar he has been
married about fifteen years, and
that suddenly great WEAKNESS oil
spirit has come upon him. His wife
is good and kind. an excellent house
keeper, a thrifty manager, and her one
object in life is to please him and make
him happy. but while he recognizes her
virtues and admires them, they leave
him cold and unmoved
In a word. he's tired of his wife. she
bores him TO death. Just her presence
is irksome to him, and when she goes
with him on any sort Of a pleasure
iaunt it takes all the fun out of the
occasion.
This man Is no gay Lothario. He Is
good, honest, domestic man, VINO Is
honestly alarmed at the state Of al
fairs. and he wants to know what he
can do to recover the interest he once
had in his WIFE and the thrills that
went through his veins like fire at the
touch Of her hand.
There is only one remedy for such
cases. and that is absence. Only peo-
pie who have neither nerves, tempera-
ment nor imagination can stand the hor-
rible monotony Of seeing the same face
opposite them at three hundred and six
ty-five breakfasts, and ditto dinners. to
say nothing Of having the same form
across the drop light for an equal num-
Der of evenings a year, and having TO
listen TO the same old stories.
The most beautiful people in the world
grow homely to our eyes II we see
them too often. The wittiest converse
tionalists grow tedious II we have sur
felt Of their society. The virtues Of
even an angel pail upon us II they are
I Lafowa
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-07
THE MAN WHO is TIRED
OF HIS WIFE

Absence Makes the Heart Grow Ponder Says Old Proveb
and This Is Especially Apt in This Situation IL
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-07
A True Proverb.

Absence makes the heart grow fond
err" says the old proverb. and this is
especially true Of husbands and wives.
They need TO break away every few
months just 10 get a perspective on
each others good qualities and to find
out how necessary each is 10 the others
happiness
You can ovendo matrimony as easily
as YOU can any other good thing and II
there were some way by which we could
be married three days a week instead Of
seven there would be no more divorce.
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& mAl
BY DOROTHY DIX.

for loving that wife never gets
enough Of her husbands society, but is
a femael Oliver Twist, always asking
for more. Don't you believe It. wom-
en- are tickle creatures, and the best
wife in the world can get so sick and
weary Of model husband that she is
ready to die Of sheer ennui.
The Woman's Side.
Every now and then woman gets so
that she can see nothing but faults
in her husband. Everything he does
and everything he doesn't do irritates
her, and she, too, gets to wondering
what on earth the fool-killer was doing
on the day that she tied up with the
miserable little shrimp that she did.
instead Of marrying some romantic and
godlike creature that she didn't marry.
She thinks that she is suffering from
having missed her affinity and being
married to a grounding that can't I'M
derstand her higher nature, but the
whole trouble is that she has had too
much Of her husbands society. All
that she needs to effect a complete cure
is a month or six weeks separation
or course. being ladies' and gentle
men. most Of us never admit to our hus-
bands and wives that we are bored.
We yawn behind our hands and try to
look interested but in our secret souls
all OF US know that the surging Joy with
which we saw our dearly beloved hus-
band or wife start off on a journey, or
the rapture that filed our own soul
when we got TO go off somewhere alone,
or with perfect strangers.
And we also know the delight w4tt
which we returned home. or welcomed
back the wanderer, our whole point Of
vision changed by a little absence, and
the one Of whom we had been so tired
clothed again IN his or her halo
This is why the summer vacation rs
such benehcent Institution. We can
lay our WEAKNESS Of our domestic part
ners on the weather and get away
with a decent excuse But IL isn't the
change Of climate that does us good.
| It's the change from the monotony of
/ association, and it sends US back rested
and refreshed and romantically in love
again
4 a T1-ue prOVerh
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-07
A Long Story Teller.

We'll, come to the point" said the
Head Barber, "and don't be puttering
around all the forenoon. You are
worse than one Of those long story
tellers.'
Il wouldn't converse with you at
all, ever, if / didn't have to. George"
declared the Manicure Lady Most
of the time you are awful uninter-
esting anyway. But I might as well
finish this yarn. anyhow
I'VE was all setting around the
parlor like we used to when We was
kids at a party all waiting for some
body else to speak first when the old
man that father had brought home
spoke up and said something about
believing explicitly in the theory OF
reincarCeration."
"That amt the word" said the Head
Barber 81 don't know the word
either, but it's something that ends
up with the name of a flower-carna-
ton, l think"
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-07
The Manicure
Lady
By WILLIAM F. KIRK.

NT HERE was a queer old bug up
TO our house last night" said
the Manicure Lady. 1T seems
that he and father used to go to
school together, and the old gent ran
into him by accident yesterday after
noon. He didn't know that his school
chum had changed so since boyhood.
and before he got wise to the change
he asked his friend up to the house.
81 was kind of surprised at the gen
eral appearance of Pas friend. He
was one of them tall, slim college
professor looking kind Of chaps. and
when anybody spoke to him he gave
q little jump sideways like a scared
kitten. His manner was that timid
and gentle You would have swore,
George, that his wife had a dozen
kind of Indian signs on him. II
seemed kind Of funny to the folks to
have Pa cumming around with such
like, because goodness knows most
of his intimate friends are big necked
and copper lined enough to make
their way in this speedy world of
ours. After knowing Bull MCCabe
and Marty Regain and the rest Of Pas
husky comrades, it seemed funny to
entertain a shrinking violet ike this
gent of which l am speaking Of"
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-07

Copyright, 1913. International News
Service
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delivered r- rsr-
The Irish standard., 1913-02-01

CONTINUED NEXT WEEK. !
The Irish standard., 1913-02-01
maze rne,r way cautiously to the euse

mace rne,r way cautiously to the euge
Of the lake. The trees grew nearly
down to the narrow, pebbly beach and
were reflected in the quiet depths Of
the water. The little brook. tumbling
over its miniature waterfall. wiz a
ripple and splash, was the only sound
that broke the all-pervading silence.
Nothing stirred in, the underbrush,
neither man nor beast, and James and
Mike were about to slip away as quiet.
ly as they came when stick snapped
behind them sharply and Mike
wheeled.
A man was peering at them eagerly
over the tops of few bushes. His
face was white and his teeth chatter.
ing. His arms, dimly discerned
through the branches. were wrapped
around his shivering form with fervor
and he was standing gingerly on first
one foot and then the other.
Hello" said Mike facetiously. Go.
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city. They must, il possible, get lost.
and with the multitudinous books and
maps they would not be able to. There.
fore, they must get rid of the books
and maps.
When they had separated to pre-
pare for the trip, Bartlett returned
hastily to the garage. No one was in
sight except a strange chauffeur loung.
ing in the doorway. Bartlett collected
all the literature from the generals
car and fastened back to the hotel.
Surreptitiously, he entered an empty
room near the one assigned to him and
when he emerged again, his arms
were burdenless and he was smiling
gently.
They waited for the Watermelon on
the porch, intending to have an early
supper and start while 1t was still
light. Bartlett greeted the returning
youth with relief and led the way to
the dining-room. He mentioned a
small vi'laea some thirty miles to the
The Irish standard., 1913-02-01
and book.

ana book.
"Your names?" he asked. opening
the book and resting it against tree
for support.
( Better put to bearer" said James.
simplicity is always the best"
The stranger wrote the checks,
signed them and turned to the two
watching him. bring me the suit"
he said quietly, land these are yours. u
Mike shufIled off into the trees and
James and the stranger waited in 81.
lence for his return. He came back
presently and threw the suit at the
strangers feet.
you'll notice." said he. "that this
nobby spring suit in our latest style ia
cheap at the price. Fancy. thing like
that for only sixty dollars!"
Il see," said the stranger.
payable in advance" said James.
The stranger handed them each a
check and thoughtfully drew on the
shabby clothes of the Watermelon. 1t
had not been long since he had worn
rags of a necessity, and he hitched
them up with the skill bred OF IA
miliarity. He thrust the per- and book
into pocket he had first made sure
was holeless. Then he turned to the
two and his eyes cleaned.
GLOW much for the carr" he asked.
Mike raised his hands to heaven
''Tho car? James, does he think we
stole his carr"
"A stock broker" said James. would
suspect his own mother"
"If you want youse car" said Mike
"go to. the hotel"
BAH" snapped the stranger. 'Dc
you think was weaned yesterday? Be
quick and tell me your price"
Il have no price," said Mike proud
~, not sure where the car was.
They started through the woods tic
the village, the stranger leading and
Mike and James following. At the
edge of the village, they paused In
stinctively and without word.
"Tell me where the car is and who
your accomplice U.s." said the stranger
In the short sharp tones of one borr
to command, "nnd you two can &c
free. If you don't tell, I'll do my best
to have you arrested and sent up fol
grand larceny. Understand"
"Ol. yes" said Mike, IL understand
When was young learned English
foolishly, as l haven't used it since"
1--WE don't know where your damn
car u.s." declared James. And We
didn't steal your blooming outfit
What DO you take us for, anyway"
very well. them" snapped thu
stranger. II see that you won't tell
Remember, gave you your chance"
He turned and hurried down tho vii
lage street. Tho two watched him al
| he stopped n pedestrian and apparent
ly asked to be directed to the justice
Of the peace, then they slipped away
In the woods and quietly. simultune
ously, turned north. falling into a. gen
! tie !ope that took them far with tn.
minimum of effort.
Il hope the kid atn't pinched," sal,
James, after while.
Mike sighed and shook his head
Grand larceny" he murmured. "That'
gratitude for you"
The Irish standard., 1913-02-01
CHAPTER TX.
On the Road.

On Il10 SCaQs
The general never went anywhere
without a well-stOcked library, guide.
books, instruction books. maps. All
were consulted long and often. and
with a childlike faith that Henrietta q
sarcasm and the sign-posts had not
been able to shake.
Bartlett knew Of this unfortunate
tendency of the generals and resolved
to get rid OF those books and maps and
papers. With every mile indicated
and nicely tabulated, every turn and
landmark mentioned. 1t would be al.
most impossible to get of the beaten
route. and they must avoid telegraph
stations and post Offices as much al
possible. The success Of the scheme
lay In keeping Bachelor away from
all touch and communication with the
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that three million. you can go back.
Time enough then"
Swollen fortunes are q crime now.
adays." said Henrietta, smiling her
odd. half gay, half tender smile.
Come ahead, Bachelor" urged
Bartlett with friendly good nature,
neither too eager. nor too insistent.
but his eyes were half shut and the
palms Of his hands wet as he rubbed
them On his handkerchief.
eve will start tonight" said Billy.
ut will be beautiful. In the night
driving is perfectly lovely. you know,
Mr.. Bachelor"
Better come" advised the general
I'VE can keep in touch with the tele.
graph. It's not as If we were going
into the wilds Of Africa"
mo, indeed" said Bartlett. Il have
interests in New York. myself. that ]
want +" keen an eye on"
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ooh, daddy. please" teased bn1y.
"But, Billy. child. the others don't
want to do it, the general or Batche'
lor."
II want to-" said Henrietta, land so
does the general. Father. wouldn't you
like to take trip in the car some.
where for week or two?"
The generals attention had wan.
dered back to the car. He turned alb,
etractedly. DO what. Henrietta!'
"Take trip In the car for weeA
or two
eyes. we must plan one later, as we
did last summer"
But we mean now, father, star,
right now
Nov? Henrietta. you're foolish, my
dear"
"No, indeed, father. Why not now1
DO it now is your favorite motto, you
know"
1T Is impossible" and the general
also, dismissed the subject.
Bartlett thrust his hands In hia
pockets and appeared absorbed in his
car. He knew Billy.
why, impossible7" asked Billy, lay
ing small hand on the generals arm
"You were going to spend a weeb
here. Why not spend 1t in your car,
You have no engagement, have you?"
NO." said tho general. smiling into
her pretty face. But what about
clothes?"
"clothes." laughed Billy, "why
clothes"
BE hanged" said the Watermelon
Bartlett laughed. ."Quite 80. WASH
out on the line, general. Better come
Pretend tho Indians have risen,
said Henrietta. "and you are given al
hour to get into marching ORDER
"Ah. yes," cried the eager Billy, pat
ting the arm she chung to. "You uset
to do it, general. why, in half an hour
out on the plains"
what do you know about it, puss r
asked the general. 49,.
Didn't you?" pleaded Billy.
eyes," said the general, who always
gave in to a pretty woman. II usei
to. In those days we were always
ready for a fight =.
$50 you will go? knew; you would.
But Mr.. Bachelor may have to 70
turn to the city" suggested Henriet
ia, glancing at the Watermelon.
Bartlett shot a glance at the youna
man and began to whistle softly
through his teeth as he indifferently
raised the bonnet of his car and ex
amined the clean, well-ordered ma
chinery within. Would Billy's charms
be enough to hold the young mar
against his better judgment? Gould
he forget what the next week mean,
for him, forget the lure of the street
the rise and fall of stocks. in the light
Of a woman's eyes. in the sound Of 9
'woman's laugh! If Billy could not
keep him, what could7 He must be
kept. A week with him out Of the
way, the ring could be renewed
strengthened. that which was lost, re
gained. Bartlett bent low over hil
car. but he heard Billy, sweetly speak
| Ing to the Watermelon.
"You don't have to return to the
city. do you? You would much rathe,
60 with US. wouldn't you?"
Cant you join US, Batchelor3'' asked
tho general. you've made enough
for one while. When you run out o.
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~
"He Hasn't the Slightest Idea Who
swiped His Clothes"
ing 1n?" and he nodded casually back.
ward to the lake.
Been in," chartered the miserable
wretch. trying to control his teeth so
that he could say more.
"Oughtn't to stay in too long" ad.
vised James solicitously. "Your lips
look blue'
Dad for the heart" said Mike.
1--WE amt ladies'" added James with
delicacy. you might come out from
them bushes
| "Some-some one stole my-my-
my Clothes" sta1nmered the young
man, stepping carefully forth. been
here-here since this-this morning."
He looked sharply at the shabby pair
before him, with quick distrust in his
b]oodshot eyes and added colby:
"Some-some tramp"
did you see hjm?" asked james.
| "No-no-no. Hut who else could
have stolen themf''
! 81" said Mike, drawing himself III
to his ave feet five and throwing bacl
his pudgy shoulders, II am tramp. !
trust, sir, you meant no insult to mt
! profeBsion?"
The stranger waved the question
| ooi4o H(Iot mo anna r!nthoa and TT
give you some money"
what money!" asked James.
Il will send you some. l am rich
My car is in the road. Maybe you saw
1t. was coming through the wood.
to the hotel to get tow up, for l wal
out Of gasoline, when saw the lake
1t was early and l thought ! woult
take swim. Maybe you saw my ca,
by the side of the road?"
II didn't see no car" said Mike.
did you come by the road?"
Eyes, narrow wood road"
eyes, yes; that's where I left 1t. The
damned thief has probably gone OF
with my car, too"
"Then he couldn't be tramp" sait
James judiciously. Cramps don't
know nothing about motor-cars."
II saw big red car" said Mike
"down the road a bit, over the othel
side of the village, going south. Blu,
maybe your car wasn't red"
Eyes, yes, 1t was" cried the stranger
"What was the make? Could yol
tell?"
GA 1.hC,nae eor-D
"Ah, my car. Get me something t.
put on and I'll make 1t worth your
while. I'm William Hargrave Batch
e!or. Maybe you have read about me
In yesterdays papers?" And the poor
shivering, naked wretch drew himself
up proudly and smiled with much com
placency.
a." said Mike, tapping himself or
his breast, "am George ", Of Eng
land"
"No, no." protested the stranger
EN- not footing. Get me some clothel
and come with me to the nearest tcle
graph Office and I'll show you"
GLOW much" asked Mike. will you
give MAJ"
Gus corrected James.
| "How much do you want?"
"How much will you givo?"
'Ten dollars"
"For suit Of clothesw Mixes fat
red face depicted his horror.
Twenty" cried the stranger.
apiece" asked James.
apiece" declared the unhappy
youth.
apiece, James," said Mike, turning
fnouiringly to his companion.
MAKE it. thirty" said James, land
we may be able to help you."
"All right, thirty apiece. Get me
the clothes"
! you might write US each check"
suggested James. and drew forth the
pen and check.booA.
"For innocence groaned Mike,
Commend me to me loving comrade,
James,"
l The strangers eyes glittered as he
recognized mis- book and pen. He
glanced from ono ragged specimen be.
fore him to the other, from James
crafty face to Mikes soft visage. but
he said nothing, merely took the pen
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Billy laid her hama on his arm.
Wont you GOMEZ" she leased.
The Watermelon looked down, un,
der the brim Of her hat, into the gray.
green eyes and smiled.
eyes," he said simply. II would like
to-"
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Enat he was doing the young man an
snestimable favor.
Go ahead" said the Watermelon.
Draw the line somewhere" ad.
vised Henrietta. Father 10 too fond
OF trying to see what makes the
Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1913-03-10
O'GORMAN MAY Be
SENATE LEADER
Succeeds as a Fighter and He
Has the Presidents
Favor.

WASHINGTON, d. c.. March TO-
own success as a fighting man in the
Senate have combined to place within
the reach of Senator James A. O'Gor-
man. OF New York, the real leadership
of the Senate. Senator O'Gorman,
judging from his present attitude, has
not yet made up his mind whether or
not he will accept the leadership, with
its accompanying necessity for fight
ing hard and continuously for the rest
of his term.
Two things have made O'Gorman
important; first the plain intention
of the President to ignore Sulzer and
Murphy and consult OGorman about
New York State patronage; second.
his activity in the battle that ousted
the reactionary Bacon, of Georgia,
from the nominal leadership of the
Senate and placed John w Kern, of
Indiana. in his place. Kern is not
a. leader. O'Gorman can be. But
OGorman is good-natured. and even
with the President back of him may
not be willing to do battle for four
wears in the interests of the Pro-
gressives.
The steering committee of the Sem
ate, at whose head Kern was placed
through O'Gorman's influence, will re-
port a week from today. Every
committee will be named by this body.
All the business of the Senate will be
directed by it. When the list of COM
mittees is announced it will be known
just what part OGorman intends to
play.
Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1913-03-10
EXPRESS COMPANIES USE
PARCEL POST FOR PROFIT

MILWAUKEE. March 10.-A case
has been found here in which an eX-
press company took advantage of the
parcel post to save trouble and make
p neat profit for itself at the same
lime. The case has been laid be-
fore the local postal authorities, but
st is not thought that any action
win be taken.
The name of the complainant has
keen kept secret. A box Of cigars
was shipped from Detroit to Mil
wauikee by a Detroit man about, to
gisit here. This man wished to find
lie there was any ground for his sus-
plcion that some express companies
we're using the parcel post. He adj
dressed the box to a Milwaukee
friend and. shipping it by express,
paid 40 cents charges. When he
Reached here he found that the pack
age, which he had marked for iden-
siaeation, had been delivered by par
Gel post, bearing % cents in postage
stamps. The express company had
made IS cents on the shipment.