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Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-07-03

wagons with brick and cement and
things have made a regular morass
of the place. Probably my hair was
in the mud As stared a particu-
larly heavy wagon numbered and
squashed through, shaking off several
pounds of brickdust. l shrieked
madly for help. and lilly, the babys
nurse came running.
Those luffly puffs!' Tilly walled
and darted forthwith to the alley.
while I directed operations from
above. lilly balanced on a brick and
surveyed the mud with deep dislike,
making little dabs at it tentatively
Finally, in one of the deep ruts she
saw whisp Of hair projecting, and
some tugging eXCavated my largest
puff, a sodden. sticky lump. A pud-
die gave up another and she found a
third under the imprint Of a horses
hoof, but the fourth had vanished
Tilly came upstairs holding her
muddy treasure trove at arms
length.
But where's my transformation? p
l shrieked. That cost Sl5-and as for
the braid-well l might Just as well
so into bankruptcy If that switch
isn't found""
'Tilly protested that the earth be-
low would not yield up another bit
Of hair. l began to wonder how I
could send regrets to a wedding after
I had already accepted, and then Mary
called ME to luncheon. I was weeping
real tears into my soup when Mary
burst in and asked permission to 50
downstairs, which was unusual at Il
mealtime. OF course. I inquired why,
but she just waved her arms wildly
and disappeared.
In due time she reappeared breath
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Dona Maria noted all Of this, but took
open note only Of the smile--or grin.
rs the situation so amusing?" she
inquired with increasing wintriness OF
one and look.
He made a quick gesture of apology
nd was instantly serious.
I'm not laughing at you'll beg your
pardon. blundered in here by mis-
take-but I'm in a tight place. l can't
leave by that door. must find some
other way"
He threw open his overcoat as he
spoke and she saw the blood on his
hand. This was the last needed touch.
She was a woman.
YOU'RE wounded" she exclaimed,
going to him and looking at the hand
soIlcltously. whats happened2 Those
shots ! heard"
He nodded and laughed silently "I
almost stopped one of the bullets. 1t
Just nudged me as It was going by"
Your hand is bleeding dreadfully."
"Oh. not much" he assured her, and
tried awkwardly to tie the wrist with
his handkerchief, still holding the re-
volver. The Princess half raised her
hands to assist him and drew back
He did not notice. He was gazing
about the room with a troubled frown
Il don't see how the devil" he
muttered, more to himself than to her,
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evidently trying to devise some means
Of escape. Dona Maria drew a little
farther away.
You have evidently shot some one
and are trying to make me shield you
from Justice" she said sternly
mo, not justnce," he rejoined in
stantly, from the law"
Il thought they were the same"
He shook his head gravely. mo, not
always. There would be no justice for
me at the hands of the law"
He looked into her eyes as he spoke
and for few moments they stood thus
in silence, The woman's eyes turned
away first.
THAT is not for me to decide" she
declared.
But 1 want you to decide" he urged
gently. "At least, you must listen. And
If you find me guilty I'll--well, ri try
the fire escape or anythlng-anythins
else you say"
The Princess raised her eyes to his
and found them so full OF earnest
pleading that she dropped them once
more.
That is ridiculous" she said. but
with such marked lack Of conviction
that he smiled
Hardly ridiculous" he objected:
when I'm arguing for my life"
Having fully made up her mind to lis.
ten. Dona Maria found another objec-
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warm to a man who could smile--or
grin--when a house full Of police were
looking for him And then came the
romantic thought that this was the
type Of man to be her champion. She
surveyed him swiftly, but accurately.
A Modern Hero.
He was not the stuff that dream
heroes are made of--at least not to
look at. n his build we're excepted He
was tall. with broad, slender shoulders
and a certain lightness Of step and fric-
tionless ease Of movement that ex-
planned the collapse Of the brass lock.
But his rumpied halr--he had Just at
rat moment removed his opera hat
and was nervously tapping his thigh
with twas a nondescript, plebeian
sandy shade, and his good -humored
face seemed to have borrowed some Of
The pigment Of the hair. The nose was
straight but generously flecked with
freckles about the bridge, The mouth
was literally designed and when he
smiled--or grinned-showed rows of
strong. white teeth. The eyes were of
kind of sandy gray, and, like Alan
Breck's, had a sort of dancing madness
them.
l Gibson into commissions, but a Hol-
bein would have clapped a steel cap
on II and made it immortal
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L ! md

Il don't know" he replied indiffer-
nifty. He dropped-I didn't wait.
He looked past, not at, her as he
spoke The lethargy, the mental and
physical languor. that succeeds a ter
'ible crisis was upon him-the time
when a man feels that he is without
rength. without friends without hope.
The girl sensed the change m him
and was surprised to feel a twinge OF
impotence.
What are you going to do7'' sne
asked crisply
Jarvis shrugged his shoulders. II
don't know" The tone was dull and
hopeless. What's the use Of going
on? Do you know what it MEANS" he
went on bitterly. ITO fight single handed
against fearful odds-to fight an endless
fight alone?"
The girl turned her dark eyes on him
with a strange expression.
Yes" she said. half audibly; yes.
l know"
"A barren. fruitless. hopeless hsht--
without even a single CLEAN Of love or
word Of encouragement"
Yes" replied Dona Maria, slowly
and with meaning, Il know what It
means"
Jarvis stared at her. You know
he exclaimed. incredulously. How could
you know-how could any woman
know"
"Yes, | know" declared the Princess,
somberly. Because |, too, am fighting
against fearful Odds"
The young woman gazed at her in
wonder that gave way to sympathy and
more wonder as her loneliness came
| upon him
There is no man to fight for your"
he asked betraying his thought In his
question. Dona Maria understood.
mo man left who dares," she re-
piled with bitterness
As his gaze strayed from the soft,
deep black eyes to the pile Of soft black
hair and down the curve Of the soft,
creamy cheek to the smooth red lips
| he wondered even in the depths Of his
| misery, what manner Of men she had
| about her.
Cod he breathed, fervently, IF
1ere had only been some woman to
| fight for in my fight"
| And If he had said all that was in his
like you" Dona Maria must have I'M
derstood that these words were implied,
| for she said softly.
1T seems as though Providence had
thrown you in my path, You say there
would be no justice for you al the hands
of the law? If you are found here it
means your life"
Yes" he replied and waited curious
~ for what was to come. Dona Maria
appeared to deliberate
Suppose l decide to help you" she
suggested gravely. land drive a hard
bargain?"
Jarvis was relieved TO find that he
could smile again. So was Dona Maria,
but she did not publish her feelings
what do you mean?" he inquired.
Your life in Kentucky is finished
| you can never go back to IT,"
To Be Continued Tomorrow.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-07-03

bedroom window ledge on the tele-
phone wires!'
'Tilly got the switch while huns
on to her heels. Then. very much ex-
hausted, I washed everything again
but somehow kept smelling gasoline
all evening and l distinctly heard a
man back of me in the middle of the
church say ii was remarkable how
the automobiles outside seemed to be
leaking. 1t was too much of a strain
so I've abandoned the whole outfit"
We'll, don't blame you!" said the
girl in the lizard green gown.
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and it made me a strong well woman.
! am very thankful that I followed
my friends advice, and I shall rec
ommend IL as long as ! live. Before
! took the Compound I was always
sickly and now / have not had medi-
cine from a doctor for years You
may publish my letter''-MRS ED
WARD B. HILBERT. Fleetwood. Pa
Such warning symptoms as sense
Of suffocauon, hot flashes, head
aches, bakaches, dread Of impending
evil, timidity, sounds in the ears
palpitation Of the heart. sparks be-
fore the eyes, Irregularities. consti-
patton variable appetite. weakness
and inquietude, and dizziness. are
promptly needed by intelligent women
who are approaching the period in
life when womans great change may
be expected
Lydia L. Pinkham's Vegetable
Compound invigorates and strength
ems the female organism and builds
up The weakened nervous system. II
has carried many women safely
Through this crisis
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.
Shoot Il out
But Dona Maria aid not know this
As simply as the distressed damosel Of
Arthur's time she prayed for help, and
was sinking into the uncertain done Of
the sorely troubled when romance an
swered the prayer
The silence OF the cloistral corridor
was blasted with a sharp double crack
the reports Of two pistols coming as
closely together as you might snap the
third and fourth fingers Of your hand.
Dona Maria sat up with a start.
"Madre de Diosi" came a self
strangled scream from the maids room.
What is it2''
There followed Instantly q soft thud-
ding Of running feet and a hand VIC
lently shook her door. The Princess
spranu UP with a frightened cry, hung
a dressing gown about her and switched
on an sleove light. The brass slot In
the door frame Isaped out, a young
man darted Inside, closed and bolted the
door, and stood crouched against II,
painting. A pistol was clutehed In his
hand and a red trlokle ran down and
drlpped on the barrel on TO the red
carpet
The Hunt.
''N1adre de Diosr' shriehed the maid
again.
"Sh-h" commanded the young man
at the door in stern whisper keep
quiet-don't make any noise"
The first shock Of the alarm past, the
IpWfn ina a I'M Hrb
from the alcove. holding the dressing
gown closely about her She was a
true daughter Of romance. hot -biooded
and courageous. with no more "nerves''
than the mountains that guarded her
castle home.
What do you want?" she demanded,
advancing upon the Intruder.
For reply he waggled the pistol i'm
patiently and pressed his ear more
closely to the door a confused sound
Of voices and a mighty running to and
fro came from the hall
What's the bally row.
- heard hlm-he ran past my doorr'
Anybody KILLED."
what the --'s loose now"
1T was two shots-1 heard 'em."
The GOODNESS with which he ignored
her presence and perfectly natural in
tulries AZ to the cause Of the intru-
ion hanished what little trace Of alarm
was in the Princess bosom and left
only Indignation.
How dare you enter
"Sh-silehcel' he Interrupted, so
sharply that she obeyed through sheer
Amusement Not sound! DO you
understand3'
Dona Maria opened her lips to blast
him, to summon aid, but the hubbuh
without broke out anew and she lis
tened The steps and voices were pass.
ing the door
1T was pistol. ! tell you"
We'll. where'd ne go7''
Look out on the fire escape. Jimr"
NO. he's on this floor a"
How could ne get downstairs. you
dunce!"
The hue and cry reached down the
hall and the Princess swept down upon
Mr.. Jarvis, who finally straightoned up
and faced her
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less and triumphant with weird
looking thing in one hand. 1t was
my Transformation! She said she had
secured the country roundabout with
the opera glasses and had seen some
thing hanging on a bridal wreath
bush in the Harveys' front yarj,
three houses down. and IT looked like
hair to her, and it proved TO be hair.
She added that Mrs. Harvey on the
front porch had seemed greatly in
terested in the proceedings Mrs.
Harvey has always exclaimed pub
lcly about my wealth OF beautiful
hair so l could imagine how pleased
she must have been.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-07-03
No Way Out.
rs there no way out u
door," he asked

rs there no way out tfrought that
door, he asked
She told him there was not
THE FIRE escape-where is it,"
Tn the han opposite" replied Dona
Maria, gazing at him in wonder and
perpIexlty. She knew nothing about
him. except that he was. unless appear
ances were very deceivng, a fugitive
from justice Yet he took IL for granted
that she was his ally. She was under
30 and considered one OF the most beau
tiful women IN Spain. Her kinsman Of
Alva, who had a discriminating taste in
such matters. had made her beauty ia
nous In five capitals, and those Of his
sex who had been fortunate enough 10
glimpse her. by accident. IN the warmly
colored and clinging gown Of the boudoir
that betrayed every exquisite line. de-
clared that those who had seen Dona
Maria only in the ballroom and at the
dinner table would have TO wait for the
houris OF Paradise to form some idea
Of her true loveiiness Yet she was Ger.
tain that this young man could not have
told at that moment II she had cross
eyes and a hair lip. Indeed. II there
had been any doubt about It his next
utterance would have removed It.
Across the hall? HI" he ex-
claimed. with energy. II was certain
that light was--0h. / beg pardon" he
broke of suddenly and was so boy
ishly embarrassed and contrite that
Dona Maria was certain he had at last
noticed the absence OF the hair lip. But
this did not mean forgiveness.
well, why don't you go?" she in
duired. coldly
His confusion Increased "But-but
can't 60 that way" he protested, wav-
FMS the pistol hopelessly at the hall door
"They're waiting for me IN the hall,"
"wel." the Princess gazed at him
with an unusual iciness in her great
dark eyes, what do you expect me to
do about it,"
Now this was a tactical blunder, for
II summoned the young mans sense Of
the ridiculous TO his aid--and he smiled.
II he were not the hero Of this MARIA
tive 1t would be a truthful recorder
duty to set down that he grinned
pona Maria was piqued. but felt herself
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be around at all,
/ always had a
headache and !
was so dizzy and
nervous that /
had no rest at
night. The ma sh o.
es Of heat were SO
b a d sometimes
that l did not
know y hat TO do.
20 n e d sy a
friend advised me
TO take Lydia f.
Pinkham's Nege e
IA BILE COUnppllnd
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A Ring.

las I finished my Strawberries there
was loud ring at the bell, and when
Tilly went to the speaking tube dis
tinctly heard the wretch of a small
boy who was in the vestibule two
stories below yelling for the edifca-
ton Of the whole building: Say, yer
switch is Arranging just below your
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-07-03
Adapted From the Big Broadway Success That Thrilled
Thousands Of New Workers

about three feet thick, thrust him.
self in.
You all right here?" he asked CURLY
Isl, senior" lisped Nita, timidly The
Princess came forward.
What Is it. Nita?" she asked with
becoming dignity The maid drew aside
MY mistress" she bowed
The detective half bowed Excuse
me, madam" he said. with a slight
abatement Of his brusqueness. I'm
the house detective You all right in
here7"
For a bare instant Dona Maria hesi-
tated Then:
Yes" she said
Sorry to bother you-looking for
some one apologized the detective,
backing out. Good night"
"oh, madame" walled the girl. after
he had gone. Il am so frightened
What Ia it?-whst Is lit"
Control yourself. Nita." the mis-
tress reproved her Go to bed shall
not need you until o'clock"
Smiling. but subdued Mia returned
to her bedroom and shut herself in. Jar
Wis emerged from the shelter Of the al
cove
Thank you" he said simply Would
you mind boiting that door AGAIN." The
Princess stared at him, pAralyzed by his
assurance. With magnificent impu-
denoe. so II seemed to her, he did not
understand why she did not obey he
might return" he reminded her. And,
undecided whether to laugh, cry or turn
him over to the house detective. Prin.
cess Dona Maria OF Aragon went and
boted the door
As sne turned back 10 him he pointed
with his pistol to the door OF the maid 5
room
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A Man g Appeal.

Now. what does this mean7" she de.
handed. grimly. in a swift glance TAX
ing account OF the evening clothes and
the trim, well set-up figure OF the man
who had wrenched the lock Of a door
out Of it's frame. But though she was
brave. she also took account Of the
pistol
rs It money you want7'' she de.
manded, with a curl Of her lip. She
drew back against the bed Every
cent have is on the dressing table.
Take it and eo"i
The young man pushed his hat back
and mopped his brow with the back Of
is hand
"No-nor' he protested, raising his
voice little. I'm not a burglar-I
don't want Your money"
She noticed that he was painting hard
and was very much more agitated than
she was, Even the pistol lost its terror.
Well. then--what do you want?' she
cried.
He was about to reply when the sound
Of the returning hunt reached his ears.
'Wait-walt!" he begged. swiftly.
] not
search this room-do you understand ?
You must put them on! For PHYS
sake he pleaded, you must put them
/ on I'm not what you think AMI
haven't done anything wronE-Tu ex-
/ plain afterward," And he slipped be-
/ hind the curtain Of the alcove as there
came an authoritative knock at the door
and the maid ran into the room, CRYING
/ Madame, something dreadful has hap
I pened'"
| Dona Maria silenCed her. Her ewes
we're on the door, and she was think
ing rapidly. According TO those deeply
versed In human affairs the truth has
/ no particular accent OF its own But
Dona Maria was not deeply versed In
/ these matters-and she was a woman.
with woman's swift. subconscious rea-
soning He had told the truth-he was
a gentleman-he was hunted and in
/ sore need Of a friend, and so was she.
A man would have considered only the
fact OF the shots, the pistol and the
flight, and left It to a jury Of men. a
man-iudge and mans law 10 sift out
the rights Of the case
Bang-bang, A more violent assault
on the door
Anybody in here" demanded a deer
voice open the door
A Woman s Way.
The maid shivered. implored the
Virgin 70 look out for her and turned
a fearful questioning gaze on her mis-.
tress
open 81. Mia was the quiet com
mand The maid moved ginEerly up tc
the door and Dona Maria took last
quick glance at the curtains that hid
the young man who fought with a pisto
in Broadway hotel. broke locks witt
his hands and had thrown himself or
her mercy
Mia opened the door part way anG
the house detective a short, squat mar
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-07-03
AILING WOMEN
OF MIDDLE ACE
Mrs. Hilbert Tells of Her
Distressing Symptoms
During Change of
Life and How She
Found Relief.

FLEETWOOD, PA-"During the
Change Of Life ! was hardly able to
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Hidden From View.

so after my extra adornments
were Cleansed | pinned them inside
the window curtains. where they
were hidden from the view Of the
populace. Then, feeling safe and at
peace. l sat on the sun porch and
read a book and dried my truly hair.
After a while, when it got to be
luncheon time, went to my bed
room for something and casually
glanced at the curtains where mod
estly hung my other hair Only il
didn't hang there. The curtains
tapped moCNngly, and If YOU had
seen me dive headforemost at that
open window you would have been
justified in the belief that suicide was
the best thing l did.
Down in the alley below was a
lovely sea of mud. They are build
ing on the next lot, and the heavy
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n~ RACIOUS!" said the girl in
Y the lizard green gown.
You've got your hair
pulled back Why do you do it so
plainly?"
1T isn't" objected the young mar
ried woman, ungrammatiCally. It's no
palmer than yours or any one else
it's just that you've been used to see
ing me with all my hair on-pufrs,
transformations, braid and Billie
Burke curls! Oh, | stuck to them
long after every one else had gone in
for the new plain style, using just
ones own hair. But l didn't have
enough own hair TO make a hit with,
and, anyhow, look better with my
hair sort of elaborate. But I'm
cured"
who did it,"
1T wasn't a who, 1t was a what"
explained the young married woman.
But I'll tell you anyway.
The other day I remembered that
was due at the Splurge wedding that
evening, so l shampooned my own
hair and washed my own hair once
removed in gasoline. Now, If there
is anything / dislike, il is to go by
a building and think an Indian reser-
walton has broken loose and is ex-
hibiting scalplocks--for that is what
I'm always reminded of when l see
curls and puffs and things pinned to
the lace curtains where they will get
the breeze and sun and will lose their
gaSoiiny perfume
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To Be Continued Tomorrow.
Tonopah daily bonanza. [volume] (Tonopah, Nev.) 1906-1929, 1913-02-21
EAGLES HOLD
TENTH ANNUAL
BALL TONIGHT
LOCAL AERlE HAS COMPLETED
PLANS FOR GREATEST EVENT
OF SEASON

once again the Eagles VIII soar
in Tonopah. Tonight the members
of the Tonopah aerie will entertain
at the Miners Exchange hall at their
tenth annual ball and a gala time is
promised to the dance lovers Of this
city. The preparations, which have
been more elaborate than those car.
ried out at past annual affairs have
been completed and this afternoon
the various committees reported that
everything was in readiness for the
event which promises to surpass any
like social affair this season,
A number Of Goldfield Eagles with
their ladies' will be in attendance
as reports from the southern city
state that several automobile loads
of merry makers will depart for this
city sometime this evening The cold
weather will not serve to dampen the
ardor of the Goldfield bunch and a
goodly crowd is expected The best
Of music has been procured for the
occasion and every effort will be
made to make dancing pleasure
throughout the night
Tonopah daily bonanza. [volume] (Tonopah, Nev.) 1906-1929, 1913-02-21
SKATERS BONE
WHILE FIGHTING
FIRE WEDNESDAY
POKE KELLY, ASSISTANT FIRE
CHIEF, RECEIVES INJURIES
OF PAINFUL NATURE

Poke Kelly, assistant chief Of the
paid fire department, who was in
jured while fighting fire Wednesday
afternoon, win not be able to return
to his duties for several weeks yet.
The nature of the injuries proved
more serious than was first eontem-
plated Kelly was handling one Of
the nozzles from the porch of the
building, occupied by Mrs. ]. H.
Simpson, when the structure gave
way and he was preciptated to the
ground, a distance of about seven
feet.
Upon examination It was disclosed
that bone in his left leg had been
shattered midway between the ankle
and the knee. The ankle and knee
were also painfully wrenched The
Injuries will prove sufficient to keep
the patient off his feet for nearly a
month or more and it may be a long
er period before he can return to his
duties.
Kelly is the Oldest member Of the
fire department, having served thru
several administrations, and this is
the first time that he has met with
an accident of such a serious nature.
During his present Interpretation he
is being treated at his home in the
rear of the Palace hotel. Jack Don
nelly, extra man at the fire station
is taking Kelly's place with the de-
partment. having been appointed by
chief Sinclair.