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Evening journal., 1913-10-10
Better Than CalOmeI.
Thousands Have Discovered
DR.. Edwards Olive Tablets
are a Harmless Substitute

DR. Edwards Olive Tahlets-ths subsii'
tute TO- calomel--src mid but sure
laxative. and their effect on the liver ~
almost instantaneous. They arc the result
~ pr Edwards determination not 20 treat
liver and bowel complaints with calomei'
Hi. efforts TO Danish IL brought out these
little olive colored tablets. These peasant
t,,tie ,.tie,e do the good that calomel does
but have no bad after effects They don
iniure the teeth like strong liquids or calu
,,,,ict,v correct IL Why cure the liver a.
th~ expense Of the teeth Caiornei some
umes nlays havoc with tho gums. 50 40
strong iiouids II Is best not 70 take eaio
mel. but 10 LET Dr. Edwards Olive Tablets
take lis place. -
Most headaches. dizziness and that
Law feeling come from constipation ana
disordered liver. Take pr Edwards ohVc
Tablets when you icol loe1Y and
heavy" Note how they clear clonded
brain and how they 'pcrk up thc spirits.
81 i0c and 25c pcr hos. The Olive Tablet
Company Columbus Ohio.
Evening journal., 1913-10-10
DAILY PUzzLE.
ANSWERS.

ANSWERS.
1. Bildad the shu-hlte (shoe
height.
. The words spoken by Ba-
laams ass
3. BY saying she is matchless.
4. They endured all that the Pill
grim Fathers did and also endured
the Pilgrim Fathers.
5. Washington. the Father OF his
Country
QUESTIONS.
l. What must YOU MI barrel with
TO make It lighter
?. What always weighs the same
whether larger or smaller?
3. If a man said Of minister
This mans father is my fathers
SON" What relation is he TO the
preacher?
:. What root must you hold in
your hand TO stop the toothachog
8. Why doesn't the American girl
like the English dudeg
Evening journal., 1913-10-10
FEVERISH, SICK CHILDREN
NEED CALIFORNIA SYRUP OF FIGS

passes out Of the system and you
have a we'll and playful child again.
All children love this harmless fruit
laxative and it never fails to effect
good inside" cleansing. Dircc-
tions for babies. children OF all ages
and grown-ups are plainly on each
bottle.
Mother, keep It handy In your
home, little given today saves
sick child tomorrow. but get the
genuine Ask your drusgist for q
so cent bottle of California Syrup of
Figs" Then look and soc that Il
is made by the California Fig Syrup
Company" We make no cheaper
size. Don't he fooled
Evening journal., 1913-10-10

with her parents, Captain and Mrs
Samuel Denny.
Mrs. William Sailor has gone TO viii
mington to spend the winter
, Rushing Leap has boon spending
Tow days m Bridgeion.
Mr. and Mrs. Charles Higgins and
children spent Sunday with the for
mor's brother Willlson Higgins. OF
Nantua
Mrs. Myra Jester has returned 10
ner home here after spending the sum
mer with her mother. Mrs. Jerc Cham
bers. OF Cape May
Mr.. and Mrs Benjamin Peacock
spent Sunday with the lattor's sister.
Mrs Mary Jeffries, in Wilmington.
Evening journal., 1913-10-10
4 coated tongue means sluggish II,

4 coated tongue means sluggish liver
. and bowels Listen mothcrl
Your child isn't naturally cross and
peovish. Sec II tongue rs coated this
Is a sure sign It's little stomach. liver
and bowels need cleansing az once.
When listloss. pale ieverish. full OF
cold. breath bad. throat sore. doesn't
cat. sleep or act naturally. has sour
stomach diarrhoea, remember gen
tie liver and bowel cleansing should
always be the first treatment given.
Nothing equals California Syrup
of Figs" for children's ills. Give q
teaspooniul and IN just a few hours
all the foul waste. sour bile and fer
mentinE food clogeed IN the bowels.
Evening journal., 1913-10-10
NO DANCE TONIGHT.

There will be no dance this evening
at Mrs. snyder's School Of Dancing, al
Odd Fellows Hall During the balance
.oi the season dancing every Monday and
Friday evenings
Evening journal., 1913-10-10
We Don't Sell llc Jewelry,
Cheap Trash, China or Knick
: Knacks in Order to Attract
Your Attention

We concentrate our entire attention on real wearing
apparel and that is why we are able 10 ELECT Tor you saw
inos ihal are the talk oI the town. We don't believe in
the policy Of having one big bargain drawing card and
making up tor il at dozen other opportunities Every
department in this store is proud o the tact that they sell
ladies' wearing apparel at prices other Wilmington
Store has ever dreamed o meeting
The little Store where big business is done because
Of gigantic values.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-11-01

Now, Frank Ridgway read that, ac-
cording to his will, his always faith
full servant, Edwin Jodrell," had been
left $4,000.
us 1t all coming right?' Ridgway
asked himself, curiously. 'It must-for
Maggie's sake!'
AS he hurried along a dizziness came
over him. He stopped, leaning against
a doorway. He remembered that he had
eaten nothing since early morning.
Now there was money in his pocket,
but he wanted that for Madge. Finally
ne had coffee and cake at a lunch
counter.
"Cranleigh Mansions" he told him
self.
The hall porter at the large block of
flats, however knew no resident called
Mortimer.
listened attentively. ''Oh, you mean
Mrs. Halliford."
Ridgway assembled to the number he
gave. The outer door was partly open.
Trunks incumbered the passage
He pressed the bell.
Here's the boy come TO carry down
the luggage"
1t was woman speaking in the dis
| lance
IAN right answered the second voice.
tn see to it,
The stout, clean shaven man started
violently on seeing the visitor His face
paled.
Just minute before you go, 10
dreh, said Ridgway, quietly. I've
some news for you"
The man servant glanced this way and
that but Rldgway blocked the exit
TN come in he added, advancing.
Jodrel pushed open the door of the
nearest room. Ridgway, divining his
plan, followed him so closely that he was
| forced to enter first
The revolver's found"
What revolver"
'The one you used to shoot Victor
Casson. returned Ridgway instantly,
1t was Just a guess He was hardly
/ prepared for Its result. Edwin Jodreil
staggered, then launched himself for
ward; They wrestled together.
he siIds"as at was as weak. and in poor
overpowered all his hopes would fall,
| The thought OF his wife galvanized him
to last effort. When Jodreil fell he
moved back. painting
his strength was gone. Had Jodrell
| attacked again he could not have re-
| sisted
But Jodrell did not know. He rose I'M
steadily and dropped into a chair.
- give myself up" He covered his
I've been sorry My God! rye been
When Ridgway reached The Even,,s
Budget offices the taxi driver assisted
ha Il
manded Mr.. Mckee
The Casson murder-Cranleigh Man
sions-locked in. He has confessed-th.
servant .Jodrell. It's a scoop for The
| Budget"
Half incredulously they heard his
story. 1t was set up in type in case II
| might be true. All was verified later in
the nat, and The Budget rushed out a
special edition. ="
You promised me a position here >.
Ridgway faltered. II must get boms
now TO my wife, She's Ill, you know P"
They sent cub reporter TO see him
safely indoors. The neighbor who was
attending his wife met him in the hall.
Shes better She's asking for YOU. -
FRANK Rldsway caught her arm His
eyes were half closed, and every sten
meant fight against exhaustion; vet
he was smiling
All I've been busy. Help me IN
| stairs" he pleaded, shabby my luck s
turned. l must tell Madge-L-Tve got
a job
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-11-01
Luck That Turned o 4 Complete Short Sso,y

%RANK RIDGwAY left the news
n paper office with bent head and
i dropping shoulders. He had been
refused a hearing. Directly he asked
for work the door was opened for his
departure. They had no places vacant.
Since the failure and stoppage OF The
Argus he had sought employment every
where, but found only rebuffs.
Yearly he walked on. This meant
that his watch must be pledged. Madge
must be provided for. and she needed
extra delicacies while she was ILL., He
wondered whether she ever regretted
being a newspaper mans wife. 1t was
maddening to remember that they had
been married less than a year, and al
ready a series of misfortunes had over
taken them.
He drew near the pawnbroker's at
last and as he crossed the street, from
the main entrance a fiashily dressed
woman came out leisurely He gave
her a momentary glance, noting her big
hat with its plume OF feathers, then he
passed on toward the smaller door in
hG~sids road.
The assistant who advanced TO the
counter recognized him with a sympa-
thetic nod. Ridgway had appeared fire.
quently OF late.
so you've had to call on us again?
Hard linesi'
Ridgway forced a smile as he pushed
his watch across.
well I'm not your only regular GUS
toner. That lady outside with the per-
oxide hair-she was here when I came
last"
"oh. she's q buyer this time. But
wish she'd stay away" the assistant
grumbled. i've just had q row with
the boss about her She's been here
asking to look at some pistols"
Ridgway echoed the word surprisedly
Wanted one for protection. She lives
alone with maid, and there's been q
lot OF burglaries in her neighborhood
lately. Well, l showed her most Of our
stock. Forgot to ask for her license
till the end OF course. she hadn't got
one, and went out In a hun"
Frank Ridgway hardly listened as he
took up his little pile OF silver. with
| a word OF thanks he went out.
A few minutes later he caught sight
OF the woman in the feathered hat
She was sauntering in the same direc
ton. frequently stopping TO examine
shop windows. At tube station a mar
joined her. He had evidently been
waiting there, for he showed Impotence
at her deliberate approach
FRANK RluRWaN was passing tneul
when he heard his name called. Swing
ing around, he greeted Clarence Derwent
warmly.
You were on The Argus, weren't
you?" remarked the well-k known writer
hesitstingly. Haven't you managed to
to"
mo: I'm still looking around"
"Ah. that's rough! II / hear OF any
opening. OF course, I'll let you know.
He gestured Ridgway TO move aside
Before the latter could reply, he said
II only wanted TO glance at that couple
behind you. Yes, as | thought, It's 10.
drell-the man-servant in the Casson
murder case"
Ridgway turned. The woman's COM
panion was short and stout, with a
square, clean shaver face. He was
dressed in black.
You're quite sure" he queried in sud
den excitement
Derwent nodded 81 was at the in
quest. Well, | must be Off You know
where to come IL I can be OF any use
| TO you? That's right. Don't forget to
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-11-01

worry me, you know. Good wishes."
Thanks. I'm sure you mean it"
Am 7 1ikelv 70 erd McKaa ~ Tho
p,,.a. '.
buuset' IN now II can there at once?'
Yes. he'll be in right enough; but
you'u never see him rs M use po;n,
,ho,.o ,,,,4,,o,.. oat.,..
'here without an appointment
"Tll risk it," declared Ridgway over
his shoulder.
He observed that Jodrell and the
woman had disappeared.
Reaching The Evening Budget offices,
he waited till the boy at the doorway
was occupied, and then slipped past him
and mounted the stairs at a run. He
knew that he should have sent in a
printed slip with his name and business
but he guessed that his chances of gain
ing an interview by such conventional
means were negligible.
Arriving at the managing editor s
door, he raped upon II, and thrust In
his head.
IT, Ga.
hls otoTy'
do you want any news of the Casson
case-exclusive?
The man busy at the big desk jerked
round angrily
"Who are you, sir and what do you
mean by
IT was reporter on The Argus, and
| want to know whether you'll give me
Job If"
Upon my word" began Mr.. McKe
in a fury.
''Tf bring you solution Of the mys-
tery--tell you who murdered Victor Cas-
SON." added Ridgway, undismayed.
The editor stared at him gaspng. He
could not speak for while
"Oh, yes," he growled explosively
tn make a special position for you or
my staff"
"Tbat.. . nror,isa" p,6uwav ,odded
and closed re door habinS Vim
He Wondered n the statement he had
nrovokaG from McKaa could nossihlv h.
iurnsS to sdvaptage
Annrehensive exeitemept stirred him
m bs reachaS tho nswnhroixer,s gain
i'you were telling ne about mat WON.
an-vour customsr he stammered
"Shs di,p,t faka a ravoIver h,,tNh,-
did she ieave one hebindS viii vo,
look through tbose Won bayep lust 10,
curiositveNIus, TO obliEe meP',
Tba assjstan+ ayaJ hir, no,Sor,nss,,
"WhV, do Won know / had an ides
st hrst thar thsra was an aytr. one or
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-11-01
n EAR MISS FAIRFAX:
Here is my letter Of woe:

mere Is my letter OIL WOE
I am a young girl met a
man several years older than myself
last summer in the country, with
whom 1 fell in love. I loved him
and still love him so that the whole
world to me narrows down to just
him. I have never loved before and
don't think l can ever again.
He was exceptionally fond Of me,
although he considered me somewhat
Of a child-last summer. He was
suddenly called away last summer
and we lost track of each other, but
as he goes to the same place every
year l confidently expected to see
him again this summer. have
thought of him continuously all win
ter, and my love never cooled q bit.
The winter was a torture to me.
simply existed longing for the sum-
mer, when I might see him again.
Well, I have seen him, and I have
learned that he married! He mar
ried a girl he used to tell me about.
She was exceedingly in love with
him also, and at one time, when he
was dea thly sick, she nursed him
continuously for a number Of months
and so he married her, although
know that he wasn't in love with her.
Well, now I feel as II something
within me has snapped, died-the
capacity to feel happy. I don't know
what to do with myself. 1 simply
can't bring myself to feel happy or
joyful again. Can you please tell me
what to DO to take the thought of
him out of my mind and life. feel
that something must be done, or I'll
surely become melancholy And I'm
only IS.
Thanking you in advance for some
advice l am. A YOUNG GIRL.
WHY, you poor, dear little girl
w wish I could take you right in
my arms and let you tell me all about
it-and try to comfort you.
I'm afraid my trying wouldn't DO
much good-yet.
The sorrow that has come to you is
yours-and nobody can help you bear
it-but yourself.
Real-of course it's real-tust as
real as anything ever Is in life.
Will 1t last?
No; it will not-you think now that
It will-but you are wrong.
No sorrow Of that sort ever lasted
in all the world, and. after all. you
are just like all the rest of the world
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-11-01
|Up-to-Date Jokes.

Little Johnny, who 10 of an in
curing turn, was having a quiet lit
tie talk with >his mother. Johnny
wanted to know why Mr.. Juggins
married Mrs. Juggins. His mother
wasn't able to tell very clearly.
Johnny thought a while. and then
asked:
Mother. why did you marry my
dad?"
Johnny, I married your father be-
cause he saved me from drowning"
replied his mother.
'rll bet that's why dads always
telNn' me not to 80 in for ewimmiu',"
said Johnny.
Mrs. shortley was discussing the
latest fashions with a young lady
caller.
Did you say ysur husband was
fond of those ciinsins gowns, Mayr'
Yes. He likes one to cling to me
for about three years"
Eddie, my dear. what are you cry
ing for?" said a lady to her little boy,
who had just returned from church.
Because the clergyman says that
we must all be born again. and 1 am
afraid shall be born a girl nsxt
time"
The little, mild, bald man had set
tied down in the train to read and,
feeling drowsy after a trying day at
business, fell asleep. On the hatrack
above was a ferocious crab in buck
ct, and, reaching the edge of the rack
it fell, alighting on the little mans
shoulder, and grabbed his ear to
steady himself.
All the passengers waited expect
antly for developments, but all they
heard was:
Let co. Sarah! tell you I've been
at the office all the EVENING""
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-11-01
BY FRANCES L. GARSIDE.

MY DEAR FATHER:
V When came down to break
fast this morning and read a
letter from you which 1 found under
my plate. 1 was both distressed and
amused.
Distressed, because you so plainly
disapprove of my choice, and amused
because you still think am a child.
Children. I know. arc never grown
in the eyes of their parents, but won't
you try to realize that 1 am twenty
one a woman grown. while reading
this?
You base your objections chiefly
ION the ground that 1 know so little
of this man. How do you know.
blindest of fathers, that l know so
little? When a man has been a girls
devoted shadow for six months, isn't
she pretty apt to know him better
than her elders suspect?
Jack was introduced to me by your
old friend, Mrs. Hart. / did not ask
to see his credentials, or bill of
health, or references, or whatever Il
is that says a man Is decent; I just
looked into his big serious blue eyes
and knew that he was. l asked him
to call 1t was a courtesy due a
guest of your old friend. which Is
one reason, and there are others.
ha y
and so did mother. Neither you nor
she asked for his credentials, pass
ports or whatever it is that seems to
be now lacking. On the contrary, you
welcomed him. and said to Mother
after he had gone. THAT seems q
likely young fellow"
You don't remember it? 1 do! re-
member every glorious incident Of
the past six months. They are pic
tured on my memory with splash Of
gold. Somehow 1 knew that first
night. AND never doubted my first in
stincts. that had met the man of all
mankind for me.
GIVEN PERMISSION.
He came again the next evening.
Neither you nor Mother objected. and
the first evening he took me to a
theatre I went with mothers permits
sion, and L had her sanction for every
attention 1 ever received from him.
1 know, Dear Father, that children
are not always thoughtful Of their
parents. but 1 wonder II I can toll
you, without hurting you, or being
misunderstood. just where parents
fail in their obligations.
Jack showed from the very first
that he was attracted by me. Do
Won remember that first evening that
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-11-01

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Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-11-01
A Letter to Mary
Mary Replies to Her Father in Pathetic Appeal for Fair
Play.

he never took his eyes off me, and
that once when Mother addressed
him he didn't hear. for all his at
tention was following me? Did you
notice that he held my hand when
he left? Didn't you hear him ask
if he might call again the next even
ing? Couldn't you see. couldn't you
SEE, that he was beginning to love
me?
When he came. evening after even
ing. and contrived to pass the house
dozen times day; when the tele-
phone rang early and late with his
messages: when the florists boy be-
gan to call regularly; when books
began to arrive in the mail; when
special delivery boys appeared with
notes and boxes of candy; when his
stay in town was prolonged one
week. two. three. beyond the ap-
pointed time. Did you think, you
dear, blind bat of a parent. that all
this was done with no motivef
Then he went to his homo out
West. did you think the big. bulky
letters that began to arrive were
congressional messages? Did you
believe, when flew with every let
ter to my room and locked the door.
that it was to read debates On the
tariff?
You made no objec lions then. On
the contrary, you seemed slyly
amused. but now, when he has won
my love, you ask me to stop and con-
[sideri Should not you and mother
happened?
AN APPEAL.
He wrote that he loved me and
asked me to be his wife, accepted.
Then we decided. to tell you.
You object because he has not de-
voted as many months to wooing me
as you spent years in winning
mother. Do you forget that this is a
more rapid age, and that If Cupid
Were as slow now as he was in your
day marrying would 20 out Of fash
Ion? 1t took You three days to travel
sixty miles to see mother. Still, you
would not ask that It take him
month to travel the three thousand
miles that separate US.
Look down into the bottom Of your
heart Don't you md there that tho
base of your opposition is loving
ssifisAness? You don't object to him
as a son-in-law. Your objection In
that you will lose your daughter.
You remember your own wooins
only as a means Of rebuke. Be I'M
selfish. father, and let 1t be an argu-
meat in our favor.
MARY.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-11-01
Tilted by a Married Man
By BEATRICE FAIRFAX.

you may think you are not, but you
are.
What are you going to do?
Why, you're going to go right on
living and working and making the
people who love you happy and proud
Of you.
Keep busy-whenever you begin to
think about your own unhappiness
take up a book and read-go and see
someone-buy a new magazine and
box Of chocolates-amuse yourself
-forget-forget.
Smile nova little-even If you
don't feel like it. Every time you
smile it comes easier to smile again.
Be good, be brave, make somebody
else happy-and in less than a years
time the whole misery will be over
and half forgotten.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-11-01

and hope that Il
will BE- Of intsres,
to SUFFERING wosm-
en-. For four years
! suffered snteh
agonies et regular
intervals. Such
pains and cramps,
severe chins and
sickness at stom :
ach, then finally
hemorrhaSes until
I would Be nearly
bind. ] had hvc
doctors and mons
Of them could q