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The day book. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, 1913-06-02

commission, as composed of himself.
Recently Leo A. V. Roeder, Dem
ocratic worker in Mayor Harrison's
ward, said that Rudolph SABBATH, the
congressman's brother, passed the
word around to put Hoyne over on
election night.
Czarnecki wishes to find out about
this, and says he viii do SO even if he
has to line the entire SABBATH family
up before Roeder for Roeder to pick
out his man from.
Czarnecki also amused himself by
giving out statements that he would
appear before Judge John e. Owens,
Hearst county judge, and demandrthe
citation for contempt of a number OF
election Judges and clerks in the First
and Harrison wards.
This, is Czarnech does it, viii
make an enjoyable time for Owens.
Judge Kersten's states attorney,
CLYDE L. Day, has been running
around all day demanding the ballots
and poll books of the election.
Judge Baldwin postponed until
Friday any action on Days petition
for the ballots and boks, and handed
out a nice lot of get together men"
advice.
NUrthup, the man appointed by
Cooper, is a Republican. He first
was made assistant states attorney
by John ]. Healy and was continued
in Office by John 3. W. Wayman.
Northup has a reputation for be-
ing independent, although he went to
Springfield for the Illinois Manufac-
turers to block the granting of par
don to oMss Enright.
Outside of these few diversions,
everything's quiet around the Grim
inal court building, City Hall, and
Hearst building.
-O-O-
AUTO ACCIDENTS
"
The day book. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, 1913-06-02

injured when. their motorcycle COLI
ided with street car.
Sandusky o.--charIes Stamm,
restaurant proprietor, dead, and
Anthony Mischari seriously injured
as result of collision between motor
cycle they we're riding and auto
driven by Sylvester Kelly.
Denver, coI.--UnknoWn motor
cyclist rushed past buggy containing
Mrs. Margaret Affiey and her three
children. The horse reared, throw
ing the occupants out. Helen, 10
month, struck on her. head and was
instantly killed. Mrs. Affey received
serious internal injuries.
DenVer.-Mrs. c. B. Veazey, IS,
was run over by an auto. Will die.
ST. PauI.--coroher's jury in ses-
sion investigating death of Mrs. Al
fred Anderson, who was run down
and killed by an auto Friday, driven
by Ralph Babcock. Jury will decide
whether Babcock's two companions,
Andrew Berkey and S. H. Claussen,
are to be jointly held for Mrs. An
derson's death. All three young men
are prominent in st. Paul.
The day book. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, 1913-06-02

That bold old guy, with double chin,
Who wears a wide, expansive grin,
Is the kind father of the bride.
Say, on the level, and the side,
To himself he says, Thank the
Lord,
Some other man will pay her board"
He loves his daughter, sure, Of
course,
But somehow he'll sustain the loss.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-11-28
TIT TTTDDOADN of Aeu
NOl DOE1NO runhe

/ the boys muffled sobs sounded loud to
the point of agony
Anger ded-and horror and shame
We're born.
The boys reason shook to its founda-
ton. But there would be another test
for Kenneth Nelson's sanity to bear.
him to pluck from the Tree of Life.
NY father! MY FATHER
The words were wrenched from his
lips. His whole being was in stormy
revolt. And the blood of his father
throbbed and pulsed in his molten veins
it was man to man now-and Kitty
was forgotten.
But Kitty meant to speak for her
self. She had prepared this scene
though its tragedy had gone far be
yond the depths of her shallow mind
But this was her moment-her hour
her revenge. She would not be forgot
ten while blood called to blood, while
Nature had her way with a man and
his first born son Kitty May made
her little plea for recognition as SUI
rcrer in the tragedy-not as the cause
thereof Her voice was plaintive and
sweet-she took a martyr tone. In
mred innocence was still her cue in this
,ravesty she haa prepared.
you love HMM spite Of what ne
did I know loved him in spite Of
whst he did i. to me"
So Kitty strovc with the tale u her
own wrongs 20 countcract the wrong
ot that blow from son to father
CO..
with strength that can endure
blow with the strength that has
learned through its own weakness to
understand all weakness, Charles Mel
son spoke To the hoy whose blow had
just marked his face. But the supreme
quality in his voice was the loving pa
uence a strong man must feel for a
child who suffers through mistakes he
could not meet ungulded.
Kenneth do YOU care TO come with
me?"
The boy lifted mis- miserable. shamed
head.
"No-I can't But I'm sorry I did
that"
The boy raised hts burning eyes. then
he groped upward with one hand
Charles Nelson took that hand stretch
ing toward him half In fear, half in
sorrow tie cIasped ii trmN--so That
some Of his strength and understanding
leaped from his strong. warm palm to
the boys clammy hand The mark Of
the blow was passing but the mans
face looked lined and old; the blow
from SON TO father had scared its way
to his soul-and told him how deep the
suffering caused by his own mistake Of
the years gone bN
Stiu holding the kneellng boys hand
he spoke ~ his son
The day will come when both you
and / win be brave enough to be glad
YOU did-tual That blow is going to
give me back my son. II is going 10
! 0pcn your eyes and make you give up
/ this .fe and this woman
To Be Continued TO morrow.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-11-28
Have You Selected Your Wife's
Christmas Present?
Write Letter Telling How YOU Have Solved the Gift
Problem.

lars and they want to win some
of the gold pieces | have offered
for best ideas about holiday gifts.
This is the season when hus-
bands and wives are cudgeling
their brains in an effort to solve
the perpleXing Christmas gift
problem. Every year countless
inappropriate presents are made.
I'd like to help the married read
ers of The Georgian solve this
problem, and | thought the best
way was to find out how others
had solved it.
To stimulate matters | offer to
distribute gold pieces as follows:
To the wife who writes the best
short letter telling what is the
most useful gift for a husband,
one $40 gold piece.
Three awards of So each will be
given the wives whose letters are
adjudged the next best.
Also, ! will award the same
prizes to husbands who write
brief letters outlining the most
appropriate gift for a husband to
give his wife. To the husbands
letter that is adjudged the best
the writer will receive a $40 gold
piece. Husbands who write the
three next best letters will re-
ceive, each, a s. gold piece for
their thoughtfulness.
Send your letters addressed to
MARY LEA DAVIS,
Editorial Department,
The Atlanta Georgian.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-11-28

A colder voice interrupted him. Take
Alice home, Tom"
Charles Nelson stood in the doorway.
Laughing recklessly. now that her
hour had struck, Kitty May started for
ward. Suddenly change came over her
she sank in a huddled little heap on
the -waiting-waiting.
Tom led Alice away--a puzzled, fright
ened wondering Alice Tue boy stood
looking at his father with still dislike.
Charles Nelson had controlled the quick
tremor of surprise that had shaken him
at sight of the woman to whom his
son was trying to introduce his daugh-
ter. In a stern, controlled fury he
turned on Kenneth
How dare you introduce your sister
to woman like this?"
What right have you to insult this
lady?" asked Kenneth, starting toward
her.
Kitty had risen-the smile on her lips
was steely now-her eyes had turned
from gentian blue to the gray of a re-
morseless storm. She was ready for the
victory. She spoke softly-in a still
voice that held both men
He has the best right in the world.
The very, very best"
Slowly, slowly she spoke her words
distilling them like liquid poison. SLOW
ly, slowly she would take her moments
Of revenge prolonginG them 70 atone
for her moment Of wcaJlucss-tho mo-
ment when she had been so near re
lenting. But now she was ready to de
mand her pay.
Nelson famed her fury from smolder-
ing little flames to walls Of fire. hut he
ignored her with the stony oblivion Of
Indifference.
Il must have a talk with YOU, Ken
meth. VIII you come to me Tonight"
The boy reflected that he had got on
without his precious family for a whole
month, He had been left to his own de
vices-and now, to-night-they all want
ed TO talk to him
mo. Not tonight! Now, II you talk
TO me at all it must he here, before the
lady who is to be my wife"
lie went toward Kitty protectnglv. as
If to take her in his arms and so defy
the world If that need be-
Your Wife" Nelson just breathed
the words
There was no sound Ken stood as
If frozen to cold sculpture in the move
ment he had started TO make Kitty
stood still, too waiting waiting. Be
tween the boy and the woman stood
Kenneth's father
There was a horrible pause-a pause
fraught with all the shame and horror
OF sin and retribution.
Then Charles Nelson turned 10 Kitty
and spoke hoarsely
you SAID YOU'D GET ME- AND /
THINK YOU HAVE"
You know, herr" asked Kenneth, in
slow wonder
Does he know mel"
Kitty faced father and son. But it
was at the older man she looked with
implacable hatred with answering
purpose in her eyes And always on
her lips that little smile that was half
sneer, half cruel mirth. Lucrezia Bor-
Gia wore smile like that when life
had taught her an her bitter lesson Of
poison lore
FraH dainty little Kitty MAJ, Sm.l-
ing Hike Mona Lisa. or the sphinx,
smiling with poison disabling .u tue
barbed arrows of her words. she stood
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-11-28
Was He Sacked?

Though a benevolent old gentleman and kind en-
,over Mr.. Jones decided that. far his office boy
Alexander BALDWIN. was concerned. the limit Of his
Dstience had been reached.
The boy must be sacked.
He had quarter Of hour late yesterday ton
the day before and this morningMr. Jones
,arced at office cock-the lad already twenty
minutes overdue.
Precisely nine minutes later he entered the office in the
,piet unobtrusive of prepared for trouble
A borrid silence ensued. Then:
And what have you got this morning.? de-
r,nded Mr. Jones in the hercest voice that he could
muster.
"The-er-ics the pavements, sirI" stAmmsred
Master, Alexander "lt-er-every step 1-er-took Ter
slipped back two"
Mr. Jones glared at the lad
Indeed" he remarked with calm elaboration Then,
,ray how did you get here at all?'
Never thought should SIR replied the incorrisibls
an. suddenly and happily inspred-"that rs till decided
n turn back home!"
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-11-28
AND WHEN | BECAME A MAN
BY CONSTANCE CLARK

DILED away dusty shelf,
Back in the dark where none may see,
Lie ,le toys of my childhood's self
Little boy that used to be.
An engine fierce and a woolly bear.
A battered doll with a tangled wig;
bank that one time passing fair;
Some marbles, a top and fat toy pig.
go zee 900
And now I have grown to be a man.
With a mans ambitions and hopes and fears.
I'll build my life on a larger plan
And Danish the emblems of childhoods years
90 @%$ go
So, piled away on dusty shelf,
Back in the dark where none may see,
Lie the toys of my childhood's self
Little boy that used to be.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-11-28
The Bitter Cup.

Yes YES
She spoke slowly The words sound
ed Ike some grim pendulum decking out
a sentence on the Clock Of Doom
Kenneth Nelson raised his arm and
struck his father hard blow across
the face with his open hand,
KITTY WINGED and covered back
crouching as il she had felt the brute
pain of that blow.
There was the stiffness Of death in
the room
1t was as # wild tornado had swept
by-devastating everything - leaving
emptiness, void desolatiou and de
struction in its wake And tornado
Of human passion most deyastat-
ing force IN life-had passed over the
room.
mistaken, Charles Nelson stood there.
The blow fell crimson welt marked
his cheek-a look Of age swept its gray
mask over his features He did not
move. He stood staring at the stark
fury in Kenneth's eyes. Suu, mistaken,
outwardly unmoved, he stood face to
face with the man who was his son
No muscle quivered His nerves must
have winced-his blood must have
pounded in agony at the impact of his
sons hand on his flesh. but he stood
still. There was some Of the martyred
dignity Of the prophets Of old in his
firm pose. He appeared as granite fast
locked in the soil.
He looked at Kenneth a moment The
boy stared back -murdesous hatred in
his eyes.
A minute licked by in muned heart
beats.
Slowly before his fathers uuwayering
gaze, the anger died from Konneth's
eyes. Shame was born. Then came alb
solute horror Of what he had douo-a
gesm Of understanding OF what this
other man had suffered through love
film came over his eyes. he looked
dazed he turned his owes from h..
fathers face to his own right hand IIo
saw guilt-almost blood Outlines There
Suddenly covering his tortured yuuue
face with shaken arms. Kenneth N,.-
SON fell on his knees at his fathers ice.
10 the absolute Stiffness 81 he room
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-11-28
THE WINDOW
BY WILLIAM r. KIRK

nut Of the window the baby peered
J At world that was big and green and weird
Out of the window and far away
ue looked on the morn Of Summer day;
rs big blue eyes seemed to widen and yearn
For the marvellous Truth he yet to learn
Wonderful world! From his baby chair
II seemed like a garden blooming there
90 90 900
With eyes that knowledge had hurt and dazed
stood and looked where the baby gazed
And million sights came to leer at me,
Sights that the baby could not see;
Sights of sorrow and sights Of sin,
Marring the world had wandered In
From the window turned with a heart like stone,
Leaving the baby to gaze alone.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-11-28

and juggled with happiness and life.
do you know why that man would
rather see, you dead than married to
me? Because he knows just what I
am. Do YOU KNOW HOW HE
KNOWS? DO YOU? BECAUSE HE'S
THE MAN WHO MADE Me THE
THING HE SNEERS AT NOW"
Silence again! Silence-and heart
beats of agony for boy and man, For
Kitty Claire the ashes of her triumph
to choke her parched throat And if
Hell hath no fury like d woman
scorned' so it has no fire to scorch
like the agony she feels from the flames
she kindles for revenge-the flames that
lick back with burning tongues-to burn
their author. Kitty Mays moment had
come-and it was a moment of torture
for her.
In exquisite agony the boy spoke to
the man and woman who had de-
frauded him of light and joy
YOU his burning eyes blazed on his
father
YOU And a haggard face turned
to the DeliIah who had shorn him Of
strength.
Vindictive triumph blurred the beauty
from kitty's face
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-11-28

the sheer joy of living. but whose
smile is one of slow wonder, whose
moven ents are not daintily quick
like her slender blond sister. but
calm and deliberate, as If she had
thought them out beforehand
Would 1T not be incongruous to
hear such girl laugh all the while,
to have her assume a hundred little
coquetries that would be adorable
from our little blond sunshine girl
or to wear her nair childishly ruffled
above her calm, placid brow? She is
the aristocratic type, the girl who
never decides q momentous question
in hurry. who enthralls the heart OF
man by her subtle attractions rather
than by any OF the more obvious arts.
Which type are you? Don't you
think It would be interesting to study
Yourself and find out?
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-11-28
Altogether Too Cunning.

Jimson aroused from her slumbers by Mr..
springng violently out of bed Before she could
he had pulled his dressing gown and slip
pers had made for the door.
What on earth you going Henry7" she
ask
I'm going to stop that young fellow staying
here till all OF the night. Listen to him now
Henry, don't go-dont go!' whispered his wife
hoarsely Henry already halfway down the
stairs minutes she heard the sounds of
frighfu struggle going Glass crashed the ground
and chairs were overturned Then somebody dragged
someone else o front door. kicked him down the
steps and slammed 1t to again
Mr.. Jmson, much out of breath. but highly
pleased with himself. entered the
"Oh, Henry. how brave you are" murmured his wife
admiringly.
why, how's that"
"oh Henry, 1t was a real glAr at IastP
Henry pale
my word" he said And thought 1t MabeIs
mani"
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-11-28
BY MAUDE MILLER.

~ UT Of a world of girls hurrying
l back and forth all the day
long, out of the countless
laughing faces held up for inspection
as they drift on in the crowd, are
after all just three distinct types,
There may be variations, but down
at rock bottom each and every girl
must be associated, no matter how
remotely. with one of these three.
So now, Miss individuality, who
thought perhaps that there was no
one else in the world at all like you,
what are you going to do about 1t?
You are going to bow to the inevi-
ia BILE. of course. and after you have
read this article carefully, you are
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-11-28

the hearts OF other people by her
own sweet good will. So you who asso-
cate yourself with the joyous type,
De you tall or short, you must radi-
@te sunshine. You have no excuse in
the world for glum looks, you have
'he sun in your hair to help you. and
II should be an easy thing for you to
orlng the laugh to your eyes and the
warmth of goodwill to your lips.
Then there is the childish type. a
little less assured than her fairer sis
ter little more wistful even when
she smiles, with soft tendrils of CON
perry hair, and very very sweet Miss
Mae Murray is our maiden of the
type. She says that it ia the
mission of the girl with auburn hair
to be ethereal: she must wear white
and gold as much as possible to
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-11-28

going to determine your type for
yourself.
The three girls who have been
chosen as most perfect examples of
their type are appearing now at the
New York Roof Garden. And surely
after studying each carefully you will
have no difficulty at all in associa-
ting yourself with one of the three
types
Miss Ethel Miller. one Of that won
derful dancing team, The Marvellous
Millers," is the joyous type. The type
of girl with hair that dazzles, the
girl whose eyes are deep wells of
happiness, who never allows any
thing to trouble her for long and
who is constantly bringing JOY into
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-11-28
HUSBAND SPENT
EVERYTHING
In an Effort to Bring
Wife's Troubles to End,
and Finally Succeeds.

Mvra, Ky.-Mrs. Sarah Branham,
Of this town, gives out the following
Statement for publication: Il am 81
wears Of age, and suffered untold ag-
'nv with womanly troubles for II
years For years l was all run
down, and was told that l could not
I've My husband spent everything
he had, but I got only temporary re-
lief
"A merchant recommended Cardui,
The woman's tonic, to my husband,
and he got me bottles at one time.
began taking IT, and before the first
hottie was gone / began to feel better.
7 took all of the 5 bottles, and
am Today as sound and we'll as any
'oman, and fat and hearty"
Such testimony as the above, which
IS given unsolicited. speaks for itself.
Van't YOU see, lady reader. that you
are doing yourself, your family, your
'Iends, an injustice by not, at least,
fAns Cardui, il you suffer from any
'' The many ailments so common to
aomcn?
lardui Is composed Of pure, harm
esS vegetable ingredients, which act
n gentle, natural way on the
Weakened womanly organs, helping
'u'a them back to permanent
''rength and health.
'ar1uI has helped thousands OF
''her women. Why not you?
ASK YOUR druggist. He knows about
ardH
H. IS Write to: Ladies Advisors
chattanooga Medicine Co, Chat
mi ga Tenn, for Special instructions,
w. page book Home Treatment for
qIesi Do sent in plain wrapper. on re-
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-11-28

bring out the creamy tints in her skin
and the warmer glints in her hair.
She should wear her hair childishly-
loose and slightly out of order-so
that people win long to run their
fingers through 1t, She should have
the flavor of the long ago in the
quaint little touches of her costume,
such as the wearing OF a cameo pin
or the alluring sweep of cavalier
hat-just little vague touches sug-
gestive Of the past, that will make
her positively irresistible She is
very lovable, our little child maiden,
very much like a frowsy- haired
chrysanthemum all white and gold.
Then there is the Miss Elsa Ward
type the naughty, aristocratic
maiden with the long, slender neck
and the cameo features The girl
who never laughs impulsively from
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-11-28
Whv the Farmers Taxes Went Up.

Fine piece land out here said the dusty shrewd-
cooking man. as descended from his automobile out
ode farmers house.
You're right there" replied the farmer eagerly IT'S
the best to 10 found in the country"
But too high a figure for man, reckon" cried
It's worth every penny of fifty dollars acre"
answered farmer with a eye to business. Were
you thinking of settling and buying in these partsf
Hardly" murmured the traveller making some notes
IN book I'm the assessor"
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-11-28
SOMETHING USEFUL.
Miss Mary Lea Davis:

MISS Mary Lea DdVIs.
We've been married ten years
and every Christmas | try to give
my wife something useful. Months
in advance l endeavor to find out
what she would like, and you
should see her surprise when she
finds the article on which she had
set her heart at her place at the
breakfast table. She wanted a
work basket this year, and | have
already purchased it. ] will keep
IT at the office until Christmas
eve. It is full of thread, needles
pins, buttons, several pairs of
scissors and countless other
things that | know little about.
MARRIED MAN.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-11-28

YELL, that suggestion l
w made the other day rela-
tive to appropriate Christ
mas gifts by husbands and
wives evidently has struck pop
ular chord. In the mail to-day
were some letters from Georgian
readers who had read the particu-
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-11-28
Mary Lea Davis:

Miss Mary Lea Davis;
l think there's nothing better
as a Christmas gift than good
book. OF course, the recipient
must be lover of literature or
the gift proves Inappropriate. My
husband is a great reader and he
says he thinks more of the books
/ give him each Christmas than
anything else he gets. At this
season of the year the stores are
fun Of excellent books and a wife
would have little difficulty in
finding just what is wanted
MRS. T. NJ. G.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-11-28
X The Quarre1some Girl Il

spoken girl She left II a quarrel
SEINE. nagging. Jealous, suspicious
woman-old before her time.
All because her husbands family
had the quarrelling habit.
Look out for this sweetheart of
yours, young man, and see that
she's ready to break that habt. be-
fore you tie yourself to her and her
disposition for lite.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-11-28
FLOWERS FOR HIS WIFE.

Miss Mary Lea Davis:
Ny wife is passionately fond of
flowers. We live in an apartment
and she has no chance to Guilt
vate garden. Every Christmas
! make il rule to send her a
big bouquet Of roses Nothing
seems to give her greater pleas
IRE. WILLIAM s.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-11-28
Ready to Be Saved.

Hurry up and save that grill"
bawled the IRE chief. why don't
you hurry"
The areman bent over and whis-
pered:
"Pll have her on the ladder In a
minute, chief I'm waiting for her
to curl her hair"
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-11-28
Quite So.

waiter ordered the peevish diner Itch the
leader play something low"
Yes sir" said the waiter. ANY tune in particular,
sir?"
Il don't care what 1t is returned the psevtsh
long II has a softening influence on this steak"