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Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-21
CHAPTER x.

Jennie had not even taken the trou-
BILE to tell her friend, the boarding
house keeper, that she would be out
late that evening, and the poor wom-
an worried, and worried, and Won
dered at this sudden change in the
little glrl-Jennie, who had always
told her all of her little secrets and
petty sorrows.
But now Jennie had entirely
changed, from the happy, Joking, care
free girl she once was, to a form of
sullen brazenness that was breaking
the old lady's heart.
She had tried reasoning with Jen-
ME, and when she found that did no
good had grown angry. All of which
was useless. for Jennie went ahead
and did just as she pleased. If she
could only have known and profited
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fer, sed Pa. Mister Brown is one of
them nice, fussy men that always
hangs up all of his clothes in the rite
place & talks lot of genuine pleshur
in shopping half a day in a depart
ment stoar. You cuddent git me in
side a big stoar to shop unless you
towed me in with six-cilender auto,
sed Pa. Sum woman gifts her feet TO-
tograffed and has the picter rec
touched so the corns won't show, Pa
sed, q Mr.. Brown spends half a
hour studying that picter wen he
ought to be out sumware hustling &
bringing hoam the bacon Thank
goodness, Pa sed, you are rite. | am
not Mister Brown.
Lady Richardson says that human
buty was made to see, sed Ma.
Very Beautiful.
agree with her. sed Pa. Thare is
nothing moar butiful in this wur!d
than a butiful woman's face, & l hate
to see a woman waring a vail for that
reeson. And a woman's hands is bu-
tiful too, sed Pa, if thay doant have
on too many flashy dimonds But for
the life of me. Pa sed, / cant now &
newer cud see anything marvelusly
| like the lines of it, Pa sed. What is
thare dainty or alluring about heel?
sed Pa. A heel is jest a heel, sum-
thing to stand on and not to be adj
mired. sum are big & sum are littel,
but none of them is butifuI. The heel
of a titled buty looks about the saim
as yure heel or my heel OF even Tom
Sharkey's heel. No, wife, sed Pa.
doant think thape is anything dainty
or fetching about a woman that is
oald enuff to know better going
around and dancing in her bare feet.
! am sorry you feel that way about
| 1t, deerest, sed Ma. Sum of us ladies
has formed a Richardson Club, & next
Tuesday mite / was going to do
Lady Richardson dance at the pri-
waite theeatricals. / was going to sur
| prise you.
If you try to pun off anything like
that, sed Pa, I will set rite in the
front row & throw tacks on the stage.
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this corner, just outside one Of the
windows over the windows the
shades were drawn, so that he would
remain invisible to anyone within
the office, while yet easily able to
overhear every word spoken in the
room.
I'm Do the Talking.
When he had completed his in
structions to the stenographer, Burke
turned to Glider and Demarest.
Now, this time" he said, energeti-
cally, I'll be the one to do the talk
ing. Don't you be surprised, Re-
member we're dealing with crooks,
and when you're dealing with crooks
you have to use crooked ways
There was a brief period of silence.
Then the door opened and Mary Tur-
ner entered the office. She walked
slowly forward, moving with the
smooth strength and grace that were
proof of perfect health and of perfect
poiae, the correlation of mind and
body in exactness. Her form, clearly
revealed by the clinging evening
dress, was a curving group of graces.
The beauty of her face was enhanced,
rather than lessened, by the pallor of
1t, for the fading of the richer coiors
gave to the fine features an express
sion more spiritual, made palmer the
underlying qualities that her accus-
toned to brilIiance might half con-
ceaL She paid absolutely no atten-
ton to the other two in the room but
went straight to the desk and there
halted, gazing with her softly pene-
trant eyes of deepest violet into the
face of the INSPECTOR
Under that intent scrutiny, Burke
felt challenge. set himself to match
craft with craft. He was not likely
to undervalue the wits of one who
had so often flouted him. who, even
now, had placed him in preposter-
Gus predicament by this ENHANCEMENT
over the death of a spy. But he was
resolved to use his best skill TO dis
arm her sophistication, His large
voice was modulated in kindness as
he spoke in a casual manner.
Il just sent for you to tell YOU that
you're free
Mary regarded the speaker with an
/ impenetrable expression. Her tones
as she spoke were quite as matter
of-fact a his own had been. In them
was no wonder, no eXultation.
Then, l can go, she said, simply,
Sure. you can 60" Burke replied,
amiably
Without any delay. yet without any
/ haste Mary glanced toward Glider
and Demarest. who were watching
the scene closely Her eyes were
somehow appraising, but altogether
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mostly. When you do that regularly,
Mildred you get "a pretty good idea
of the ways Of the world and the kind
of talk the world uses"
Il think that's all the questions
have TO ask and I'll excuse you from
your lessons. Gordon Oh, yes. one
thing more: Are you as crazy about
baseball as you We're when you start
ed for Atlanta ?"
No, sweetheart. I've lost a great
deal Of interest in it. The truth of
the matter is something far more i'm
portant has come into my life I'm
crazy about you, now Honeybunch,
not about baseball"
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-21
Little Bobbie S Pa
By WILLIAM F. KIRK.

.THERE is one lady that l Ger
tainly admire, sed Ma to Pa.
last mite. l think she is one Of
the most reemarkabel wimmen that
was ever born She is so DuHful q
yet she has so much common sense.
Who is it, sum sufraget in Jail
oaver in England? sed Pa.
No, indeed, sed Ma. / have referens
to Lady Con-stans Richardson, the
wonderful dancer & society woman.
Look at this picter, Ma sed to Pa. I
suppoas thare is sum old prudes that
wud say it ought not to be in the
paper but to the pure all things is
pure, and I am sure Lady Richardson
viii be pleased wen she sees her
picter
The picter in the paper that Ma
showed to Pa was the picter of a
lady in a tunick A tunick is a kind
of bohemian nitegown, Pa sed wen
he looked at the picter.
Isent that a pritty tunlck? sed Ma.
1t doesn't seem to be on the job, sed
Pa. & I must say that I doant see
anything vary artistic in bare feet,
Pa sed. / can think of a lot of things
moar butiful to look at than ten toes
sed Pa, & two of them big toes at
that. What is thare dreemy or sem
timental or romantic about big toe
cod pa
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Advice to the Lovelorn
HE is SENSIBLE.
By BEATRICE FAIRFAX

Dear Miss Fairfax:
I am l6 and deeply in love with
a man three years my senior.
know my love is returned. He
told me an idea he had, and asked
me to give him true answer. He
said it would be best if we should
part for about two years, and
then we would know what we
were doing l know l viii not be
happy without him. ANXIOUS.
I want to congratulate you on hav-
ing a lover SIS sensible. Two years
is a short time, and you will then, as
he says, be old enough to know your
own minds.
Make such an agreement with him
and stick to it. Give yourself g
chance to grow to be woman before
you claim to feel a woman's love.
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gown feel very poor and cheap, in
deed
why couldn't SHE have nice
things. too-like the other girl? They
were going down to the beach that
night for dinner, and all the way
Jennie kept thinking of the good
clothes and the good times the other
girl SEEMED to have. But the other
girl had not told her of the many.
many nights she had cried her eyes
out and longed to be like she once
was--a girl that was HAPPY and
RESPECTED by the boys that knew
her
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-21
Not Interested.

Thare are plenty of men that wud
rave oaver such a pritty foot, sed Ma.
| mite have known Wen ] showed you
the picter that you wuddent be inter-
ested. All you think about is the way
McGraw is handling his CRATE TEEN.
Moast husbands wud say this picter
is vary attractive. Missus Brown
showed it to her husband last mite &
he sed he newer seen moar graceful
feet than Lady Richardson's. But
you aint Mister Brown, Ma sed.
No, sed Pa; I aint Mister Brown.
Thare is a lot of points ware we diff
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-21

the lower part OF
my back, head
aches and felt
weak and was
very irregular.
After taking five
bottles Of Lydia
E Pin k h a IN S
Vegetable CO m
pound with Liver
Pills for consti-
patton | felt well
and strong and
have no more fe-
male troubles. /
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-21
To Be Continued Monday.

All the World Loves Happy
Hooligan.-There is a great Hap
by Hooligan feature in The Sun
day American. Happy applies
for marriage license to wed
Suzanne. DID HE GET IT?
You can find ont all about it in
THE SUNDAY AMERICAN.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-21

Copyright 1918, by the H. X. Fly Com
pany The play within the Law" is
copyrighted by Mr. WELLER and this
novelization of It is published by his
permission. The American Play Com
pany is the sole proprietor of the ex-
elusive rights of the representation
and performance Of within the Law"
in all languages.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-21
THAT IS NOT DIFFICULT.

Dear Miss Fairfax:
/ have known a young lady for
about ten years, but have only
known her as a friend This
young lady is giving a birthday
party and has sent me an invita-
ton. | would like to know a very
suitable present to make her.
PERPLEXED.
Send her a book, box of candy
or flowers. Such a gift is in goot
taste when not too expensive.
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much better than
/ did when the
doctor was treat
ing me. I don I
suffer any bear
ing down pains at
an row and I
sleep well ] can
not say enough
for Ly dia f.
Pinkham 8 Nege-
table Compound
and Liver Pills as
they have done so
much for me /
a N n @ yin z
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-21

EXTRA! EXTRA Jimmy s
Little Baby Brother can walk. A
great page Of fun in THE SUN
DAY AMERICAN.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-21
BLUE FOR GIRLS.

Dear Miss Fairfax.
a says that as matter of form
pink for a child signifies that it
is a girl B says that pink is for
boys and blue is for girls A. I.
1t is an old custom to give the blue
ribbons and trimmings to girls and
the pink to boys, a custom that is
falling into disuse.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-21
HER CONDUCT UNPARDoNABLE

Dear Miss Fairfax:
While visiting a friend two gem
tlemen called and we spent the
evening in cards and converse
ton. My friend never thought Of
introducing them to me.
Now what would you call such
friend? What name would you
call her2 ANXIOUS.
Unless her action was due to
thoughtlessness, which in itself is in
excusable, she failed to introduce you
either through shame of them Of
shame Of you. In either event she
owes you an apology.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-21
BY MARVIN DANA from the
Play by BAYARD WELLER.
TO-DAY'S INsTALIlMENT.

He's not to speak to anyone, you
understand" Then he condescended
to give his attention to the prisoner.
you'll know all about your wife,
young man. when you make up your
mind to tell me the truth"
Dick gave no heed to the Inspec-
tors statement. His eyes were fixed
on his father, and there was a great
tenderness in their depths. And he
spoke softly
Dad, I'm sorry"
The fathers gaze met the sons, and
the eyes of the two locked. There was
no other word spoken. Dick turned
and followed his custodian out of the
office in silence. Even after the shut
ting of the door behind the prisoner
the pause endured for some moments.
Then, at last, Burke spoke to the
maguatS
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-21
Glider in a Rage.

You see, Mr.. Glider, what we're up
against l can't let him go-yet!"
The father STROBE across the room
In a sudden access of rage.
He's thinking of that woman" he
cried out. in a loud voice. Hes try
ing to shield her"
He's loyal kid, at that" Burke
commented, With a grudging admira-
ton. "I'll say that for him. His ex-
preston grew morose, as again he
pressed the button on his desk. And
now" he vouchsafed, "Tu show you
the difference" Then. as the door
man reappeared, he gave his order:
Dan, have the Turner woman
brought up" He regarded the two
men with his bristling brows pulled
down in scowL I'm have to try a
different game with her" he said.
clever dame But If she didn't do II
herself she knows who did, all right"
Again Burkes voice took on its saw
age note. And someone's got to pay
for killing Griggs l don't have TO
explain why to Mr.. Demarest, but to
you, Mr.. Glider You see, its this
way: The very foundations of the
work done by this department rest on
the use Of crooks who are willing to
betray their pals for coin l told you
a bit about 1t last night Now, you
understand If Griggs' murder goes
UNPUBLISHED, it'll put the fear Of God
into the heart of every stool pigeon
we employ And then where'd we be?
Tell me that"
The Inspector next called his ste
nographer, and gave explicit direc-
tions At the back Of the room. be-
hind the desk were three large WI n
dows which opened on corridor, and
across this was a tier Of cells. The
stenographer was to take his seat in
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-21
A Changed Madness.

When my father and mother left
New York IL was with the idea OF
losing themselves TO the world, as it
were. The name Of Kelly was left in
New York This whole property was
bought IN the name of the Prescott
Trust Company An account was
opened with the banking firm owned
By my father and his brothers, and
an bills were paid in New York by
my uncle on the Prescott Trust Com
pauy's account My parents were
known here and TO the servants as
Mr.. and Mrs. Prescott My father
and mother called me Bud and the
servants called me Mr.. Bud What's
the next question ."
Don't think I'm curious, but
would just like TO understand, that's
an Gordon. How We're You edueat-
ed"
Tutors came from the North. but
my mother taught me more than all
the tutors I had"
4 can well understand why you
talk ike a Northerner. but how is 1t
YOU know an the common expressions
and some slang"
"Readiug the New York papers.
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A Happy Month,

And SO the days passed swiftly by.
Mrs Deery and Mildred were frequent
guests at the mansion, and some OF
the dinners that were served there
We're marvels Of good cooking and
good taste. Gordon had kept up the
establishment just his parents had.
A happy month passed One day
Gordon telephoned to Mildred that
some repairs were necessary to a part
of the telephone system on the es-
tate. and as he was the only cleo
trician on the place he begged FOR
enough time off to mend things.
With Steve to help him he started
off up the brook and after welll
of of more than a mile came to the
box that was out of order He eX-
amined ii carefully. There were evil
6ences that il had been tempered
with and he puzzled his brain to
account for it, Who could have done
it, Certainly no one connected with
the estate
A peculiar tool which he did not
have with him was necessary in or
der TO make the repairs and he sent
Steve back TO fetch it, While the
boy was on his errand 9ordons at
uentiOn was attracted to a gathering
of dark and angry clouds away off
to the southwest As they grem 10
inky blackness and gray edges be
gan to form, his practiced eye told
him that a storm of magnitude was
brewing As he stood viewing the
phenomena there suddenly came from
the clouds a binding flash of light
ming. followed by the crash and deaf
ening roar of thunder that could be
heard for miles around, Instantly
there shot out of the clouds Will
A. Al.
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Burke Was Frantic.

Burke was frantic over being
worsted thus. To gain a diversion, he
reverted TO his familiar bullying tao
tics. His question burst raspingly.
It was a question that had come to
be constant within his brain during
the last few hours. one that obsessed
him, that fretted him sorely. almost
beyond endurance.
who shot Griggs?" he shouted.
Mary rested serene in the presence
of this violence. Her answer capped
the climax of the officers exaspera-
ton.
To Be Continued Monday.
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Indifferent. Then, she went toward
the outer door Of the office, still with
that almost lackadaisical air.
Burke waited rather impatiently
until she had nearly reached the door
before he shot his bolt, with a fine
assumption of Carelessness in the an
nouncement
Carson has confessed"
Mary, who readily enough had al
ready guessed the essential hypocrisy
of all this play, turned and confront
ed the Inspector, and answered with
out the least trace of fear. but with
the firmness of knowledge.
100, no. he HASN'T"
Her attitude exasperated Burke. His
voice roared out wrathfully
What's the reason he hasn't?"
The music in the tones of the an
swer was a vocal rebuke.
Because he didn't do it." She
stated that fact as one without a
hint of any contradictory possibility.
well. he says he did it," Burke
vociferated, still more loudly.
Mary, in her turn, resorted to a bit
of finesse, in order to learn whether
or not Carson had been arrested. She
spoke with a trace of Indignation
but how could he have done it,
when he vent" she began.
The Inspector fell a victim to her
superior craft His question came
eagerly.
"Where did he go?"
Mary smiled for the first time since
she had been in the room, and in that
smile the Inspector realized his de-
feat in the first passage of this game
of intrigue between them.
You ought to know" she said,
sedately. since you have arrested
him. and he has confessed"
Demarest put up a hand to conceal
mis- smile over the police officials
chagrin Glider. staring always at
this woman who had come to be his
Nemesis. was marveling over the
beauty and verve of the one so hat
ing him as to plan the ruin of his life
ND hi. son..
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WHAT tan DOLLARS DID.

Danville, Va.-'I have only spent ten
dollars on your medicine and ] feel SO
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-21
THESE TWO
YOUNG WOMEN
Tell How They Suffered and
How Lydia E. Pinkham's
Vegetable Compound
Restored Their Health
and Stopped all Pains.

GAINESVILLE, Ohio.-"I would have
cramping spells, distressed feeling in
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-21
CHAPTER XXXVI.

TILDRED'S mother arrived the
MI following afternoon. Mildred
and Gordon met her at the train
In Gordon's big car. Mrs. Deery was
considerably surprised to see him, as
she had no idea he was in the noun
tain region She was also surprised
when Mildred said:
Wasn't it nice Of Gordon to meet
you I'm this great big carr"
1T was very kind of him. / am
sure" replied Mrs. Deery. But she
gave her daughter a curious look.
"Oh, / know what you mean, moth
err" laughed Mildred. yes, he calls
me Mildred and / don't recall that he
asked permission to do so, and in
seif-defense ] have to call him Cor
don"
Mildred was on the point of telling
her mother another intimate piece of
news concerning Gordon Kelly and
herself but she decided to wait until
a later time. AS it turned out she
Kept her secret for many weeks She
had never deceived her mother and
when she talked the matter over with
her conscience that night she told
herself she was not deceiving her
now; she was simply keeping a secret
and Withholding some important in
formation for the time being
The days that followed her moth
er's coming were the happiest of Mil
dred's life. and of Gordon's, too. Mrs.
Deery quickly saw the turn affairs
had taken, that is to say she saw the
turn, but she did not see all the way
| around the turn. She knew the two
young people were much taken NJ
| with each other, but she did not know
! there had been an avowal. She had
| always liked Gordon and after Mil
| dred had told her his life story and
| she had learned of his people and
| saw the great mansion he lived in
! she liked him all the more. She GER
| tainly made no move to stop the
| friendship between her daughter ano
! Gordon Kelly. At Mildred's request
| she did not tell her husband of Cor
/ don's presence I'm the mountains, or
| the ground that the news might leak
! out and make things very annoying
for everybody concerned
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see a soul And he longed for things
4 he couldn't have. Finally he was
/ rescued and almost the first words ne
/ said 10 the one he saw first We're
| these know them by heart ] have
| read the book SO uften-he sal1;
| Mate. my heart is sore for Christian
| diet. You miRhtnt happen 10 have q
piece Of cheese about you now Mof
Well many's the long night I've
dreamed Of cheese-toasted, mostly
and woke up again, and here ]
WERE"
Mildred laughed at this.
Whats the connection between
this man wanting cheese and your
ball playing i'm Atlanta she asked
Don't YOU see? ] had been ma
rooned up here in the mountains az
my life ] shouldn't use the word
maroon, as ] had everything until
my sorrows came. But anyway, !
became crazy about baseball IL be
came my hobby We had all the New
York papers every day. and de-
voured every line Of baseball there
was printed In them. ] sent Tor all
the books and literature on base
bail. l came 10 know the great play
ers through reading about them, g S
If / had met them personally.
knew their batting averages and their
l
and weakness. From the time ] was
old enough to wear short pants |
was tossing a ball around, and when
/ / was fifteen years old my father
| built this field for me. ! spent hour
after hour on the field and ! learned
| to do everything that p ball can do
I'm tell YOU how ! did II In a minute.
| ! found ! could make the most diff
| cult kind Of catches, ] found that ]
could bat the ball where no fielder
could ever reach IT, and against
| speedier pitching than they have IN
| the big leagues. I knew from timing
myself that there was no ball player
/ living that could run as fast as !
| could, and ! made up my mind that
| none Of the great players had any
! thing on me, as the saying goes ex-
/ cept experience.
Was Crazy to Play.
An this was said in an easy ana
matter Of fact way, not boastfully.
Gordon continued
And when ! became convinced Of
this. / was just crazy to Join some
team and travel around and play ball
and hear the cheers Of the crowds
and be mixed up in the excitement
9r.,y,aJ ab,t,t bauahaI Mildred
dreamed 'oou' O"sSoa''' - o..
ana cFaVtu TOT H. JUST as puV' ANh
Gum dreamed about the cheese he
craved for When my father died, Of
+. "a. ,-u[,, ,h,,,go with
''u'sg ~ '''''' -
me, ihe restraint II u ca" nc N'''#
such. was off and I was free to do as
! ploasaa In fact il was my fathers
wish that I get out In the world when
his DAYS were, over SO ! thought II
laW ouf durinR the winter and early
In the sprinr I went TO Atlanta to
satisfy nv craving for baseball"
Il think / understand now said NH
dred Il know hardly anything about
baseball hut Elmer says you are real =
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n NILDRED'S mother arrived the
MI following afternoon Mildred
and Gordon met her AZ the train