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Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-04-04

on the head woman's grim vlsage, the
first woman RAJ on: "Of course he will
take thee 10 the fiesta Of san Juan next
year. Andrea. And 1 am no judge Of "a
man II there be not a dress Of srimson
velours 10 the fore, with embroidery so
stif that it stands Of itself"
And an American gold eagle TO add
to thy nechain." a second added.
"Si she viii runIe it with the best Of
them came In a third. Lola, the
woman OF Senior Phelps. will not be near
ly so fine"
no. nor the Seu0rita Patricia" The
first woman rose 90 the highest peak Of
fattery and so achieved her reward.
eco thou and suckle the child, Cas-
amira.' The head woman graciously ac-
coded 10 request made an hour be-
fore. But remember-not too long"
Thus stimulated. and under the urge
Of their own aching breasts the other
mothers fell 10. EACH trying 10 be first
In quality and quantity OF her compli-
mentary teasIngs; piled Andrea with
pokes that would have caused David
10 burn could he have heard the mild.
est. and which were YET innocent enough
judged by their standards For a Zaca-
tete marriage endures only SO long az
circumstances permit. a woman Is at
liberty Co marry again when conditions
breaH the tie; and as 20 keep the house
of a Griug1 is the dream Of every Zaca-
reco girl there was nothing improper
I'M their hints that Audrea's estate al
ready bore the color Of her hopes, Had
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-04-04

the grave with his hands. and so left
the poor slave 10 sleep in silence and
solitude that was broken only by the
muffied requiem Of departing wings.
Midway Of the same forenoon Andrea
lounged in the cook house doorway. one
foot on either side Of the sill and comely
shoulders propped against the thill, her
position made up in comfort what fl
lacked in elegance. and had other ad-
vantages in that IL permitted her 10
keep an eye on the trail while training
her ear to the gossip within.
AS the sun approached the meridian
its vertical rays behinr the dust beyond
her outer foot. throwing so narrow a
shadow that her smooth arm made a
splash OF gold beyond its edge as she
stretched in yawn. Above, the sere
thatch rested dryIy 10 stir Of air with
parched cracklings. the rich tufts Of a
rubber-tree near by had lost their gloss,
rung Imply as steamy rags Under that
thingstierce blaze, indeed. green things
fried, dry things cracked or crumbled
live things-such as Rafaela's chickens
and pigs-hugged the shadow under
walls. and stood beaks agape. tongues
l0lling
Andrea. however. seemed To enjoy the
heat Placid as a COW in a sunlit mead
ow. she took her ease. which seemed the
more enjoyable by contrast with the per-
spring of the eugaruchada women who
formed "a sort of chorus 60 the gossip
In aeaar7ra This did nor differ s1 -ary
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-04-04

there been. Rafaela's fist would have
quickly corrected the lapse As it was,
she Joined in the chaff which would have
been broad enough in a congregation Of
young matrons poking fun at a newly
married girl led them 20 fresh attacks
after Audrea's every denial
s'Nada. NADIA. senoras No es!" Time
and again she flung Il over her shapely
shoulder. But there are ways and ways
OF saying no. and the accompanying
smile was twin TO that of the young
girl who, feeling pretty sure Of her game,
takes time by the forelock and whispers
in her chums ear: But We don't want
il known yet"
Whether or not she intended this
Interpretation. this much is certain:
Casamira's allusion 20 the fiesta Of san
Juan fired Audrea's imagination. and for
an hour thereafter she unused. return
ing only an distracted "Nada. seu0ras, 90
90 the lively banter. Velvet eyes fxeo
on the far spot where the jungle trail
.Gebauched on the clearing. she dreamed
Of the fiesta, the greatest Of the year,
the fiesta where the womaukind, white
and brown. for a hundred miles around
would strut in giories Of velours, lace
and linen.
Ii was. 10 De sure. still months away.
but IN this short time Andrea had sized
her man and knew him for no ordinary
Griugo to be won by a smile ln the
dusk His subjuga ton might require
every Jay of the time. Stm he was
young. therefore presumably generous,
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-04-04
Smiles
From
Everywhere
na,ied Too Much.

,e6ller of rugs was passing a
,.-,,sa q woman opened the door ana
ea ne haled and looked at her, ana
~ the grim determination In her
eyes -. CANA man who sold me
a rug lat spring. o,oo
ne ws. but something IN ner voice
ID I'm forget the truth.
aNo.n: this is a new round Tor me
NIT aus have been Soapy jim he
&c the BUSINESS now"
~ hInk it was you, persisted the
IAN. "Think bit. 1t was red
Wosyellow rug with a green border
IA, III Maid for it once week for two
aaii lIth l do believe you're the same
yong fellow" .to tour,
Never was in this part of the town
e-e ma'am." vowed the man.
Is that so? Wen, if you'd been the
ne man l was going to buy another
~ Cor myself and one for my sister,
r. wouldn't want to deal with a
ranger. Excuse me for doubtin'
NV word. but you do resemble that
ing man amazingly. see now I'm
she went in and shut the door, and
no knew then that he had made the
mistake of lifetime.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-04-04
By H2MAN WHITAKER.
(CopSht by Harper & Bros.)
TOYS INSTALLNTENT.

Tho hggle, however. had afforded
the nesary outlet for Hertzer's pas
sion. he returned only a sarcastic
grin tthe lads reproaches. Glasses
gone a eye closed, nose freely bleed
ing, must be confessed thar he did
fan stciently short Of the heroic to
JUST he smile. but as he never dream
ed 6eing heroic he suffered nothing
on I account. He issued his de-
fan up 10 the moment that, having
cote Naqui to his feet. Hertzer drove
hiHward the arroyo. with Carmen fol-
Iog.
)ne on, Phelps" he called. looking
b; from the crest Of the bank.
on. too. Mann" the Englishmau
I'd. You can't stay here" Not
the lads look at the dead woman,
nodded up at the vultures. They'll
lertake it."
instead Of following, however, David
Apped down into the shallow grave
I'D began to dig with his machete.
turning, Phelps raised his eyebrows at
erJzer. who winked; then Tor a space
1th stood, staring But with the pass
y Of the Englishman's hysteria had
.turued his reverence. for the proper
e. anu ne presently broke oUi- "Oh.
ok here. Mann. this VIII never do. No
hlte man ever works in the tropics.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-04-04
Wouldn't Use Slang.

Donald had been 10 Sunday school
,,S an coming home was asked what
he had learned The lesson was the
..v of Joseph, and the small learner
as evidently very full of his sub
oh" he said, at was about a boy,
,,d his brothers took him and put
him i'm a hole in the ground; ana
'han they killed aTother boy, and took
tbe FIRST boys coat and dipped it in
The blood of this BOY, and
"Ob, no, Donan, not another boy!
his sister interrupted, Mortified. But
Donald stood his ground.
1T was. too" re insisted. Then he
s5ded "The teacher said kid but l
Gon't use words like that
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It isn't good form. and if it gets around
that you buried a dead enganchada
you'll lose caste even with the natives
Come along. and III send out a peon."
IN wait tin he comes"
"Oh, come on
David went on digging
Phelps gave up.
CHANGING up as he walked away. Da-
vid saw the Yaqui looking back at him
from the crest Of the bank. Throughout
the struggle the man had displayed a
suIlen indifference. What to him If the
white man chose to beat each other2
But when David stepped into the grave
black hatred had given place to startled
surprise. Now his stoicism omitted a
fash-a look so poignaHtly human that
It pierced David's heart like sword.
Like a ray through a stormcloud il
flashed out. and he was gone.
Now David was only a lad-a lad
raised in a tender atmosphere with
sympathies unseared by suffering; so
let him not be charged with maudlin
sentiment because he sat down and
cried. They came again. the tears.
when. in placing the woman IN the
grave half an hour later, he disturbed
her shawl. and so found himself looking
into face young and comedy, despite
its darkness.
What with the softness of the forest
mould he had made a quick finish. so
no eyes but those of the leaden watch
ers observed him upon his knees, no ear
caught his ms---,.fe1 prayer. Rising.
much comforVsc. he filled and sm00thed
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-04-04
CONSUELOS REVENGE; $2assGf S% S

and if properly handled-she was seeing
herself outshining even herself outshin-
ing even Patricia at the fiesta when a
dark figure impugned on the quivering
waves Of heJ The subject Of her re-
fectious rode into the clearing.
A VolIey Of Oaths.
The speculation in her gtance gave
place 10 establishment and dismay as
he rode in among the buildings and her
cry. "Oh. 'senor.' brought her mother
and the other women TO the door.
What with the heat. emotional, and
the sleep which weighed heavily upon
him. David had ridden the last miles in
a sort Of coma, dim dream through
which fragments Of the events Of tho
morning ioated disc0nnectedly. But
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-04-04
Waitel Too Long.

"T don't ofen dine away from
homo " ronfide. a friend, land when
do ! am careful But | had an eXpe-
fence At a restaurant the other night
,bat was a ney one to me, and that's
WV I'm handing it to you.
when I e.tered the dining room
s,,r,sbodv relieved me of my hat.
When I left. asked for that hat. The
waiter said: -,
",KVh1t kind q a hat was it, sir2'
"a brant-nev one l replied,
truthfully and andously
I'm afraid here's not much
chance for YOU sir grinned the me-
NAL AN the new hats have been
gone for fifteen mintes at least!
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-04-04
. Household Suggestions

woman in possession OF her best self,
ready 10 take up her burden vita
renewed vigor.
Nelveteen which has served its pu'a
pose as q dress or blouse should hN
preserved and made into polishing
cloths. In this connection. velveteen
is almost as good as Chamois and
can not only be used for obtaining q
fine polish on satiu-Wood and mahog
any furniture but as "a means OF
Frightening silver and plated goods.
When sOiled the Velveteen MAY -
successfully cleaned by washing It In
a soapy lather.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-04-04
Why No Fence Vas Needed.

Mark Twain was sanding a SUM
mer in a small town nile a Subscrip-
ton was being raisedby the citizens
for the building q a new fence
around a very old BID dilapida;ed
cemetery. Mark 1'vin was asked
several times for a i~tribution, but
each request was rdsed.
Upon being askedior an eXplana-
ton of his disintertedness. he re
piled: 4 see no reah for it. Those
who are in the Ceetery can't get
out, and those that e out don't want
to get in"
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81 81

now. remembering his bruises, he red
dened and turned his face away from
their curious stares, 1T Is nothing"
he answered Andrea's voluble questions.
But he was not to escape so easily. She
ran after him, and while unsaddllng at
the stables she drew from him, or rath-
er. he permitted her to create her own
version of the story.
They had caught the runaways2
Yes.
And there had been a struggle2
Yes
These wounds Surely the devil Of
a renegade had not dared TO lay handN'
on the sacred person Of a Gringo7
To Be Continued Tomorrow.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-04-04
The Important Parts Done.

A reporter was ser around to make
some inquiries concning new play
tbat David Belasco was engaged in
writing.
Yes" said Mr. ielasco. u am
writing a play. WIT do you want
20 know about it2'
Anything you cartel me Will be
interesting" was theeply.
We'll" was Belascs response, II
is 10 have four acts nd three inter-
mlssious-aud I've ist finished the
intermissiOns."
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-04-04
a Ouestioiof Sex,

Teacher-Now. ds, here's a little
example in mentaR arithmetic. How
old would a persoIbe who was born
in 1875?
Pupil-Please. te,ner, was il man
or a woman?
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-04-04

Burns and scalds should be treated
with glycerine and flour. the latter
well heaped over the affected part.
Then tie round a linen baudage TO
exclude the air. If cotton wool is
handy it is better to use for this pur-
pose than linen.
Not the least Of the virtues Of that
fine old English herb. Lavender, is its
tonic effect upon excited, trembling
nerves and irritability Two or three
teaspo1nfuls of the tinCture in a cup
ful of har water with a slice % two
of lemon. MAKE Il restorative dnuR
that acts like magic and puts
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-04-04
Her Walsh Hubby.

Mrs. Youngwd Cshopping) Look
at the new stos with the glass door
in the oven. Vder what it's made
OF glass for?
Youngwedd-'s to make the bread
lighter, I suppe.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-04-04
Cross-Esmined.

Wife G a. m)- Ind when did you
first notice the clnge in your sick
friends condition
Hubby Observation-Disclosures
after the fourth fktail, m'dear.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-04-04
ThIrish Boy.

Headmaste-WeH, O'Brien, what
are you doinoUt Of bed?
O'Brien-pst got out to tuck my
self in, sir.
The Washington herald., 1913-09-14

thought it was fine that night-but l
tell you paid! l did love you, Har-
Ian"
He watched her face in the moon
light. Mother did sometimes, |
knew. l wasn't sure; but that wasn't
what hurt, Aurelie. 1t was after
ward-your going on the stage-in that
way. Everything-hurt."
She made a blithe pretense at a
grimace of mockery. ''Oh, well-boy /!
It's all different with you and me. !
was a weak and silly girl TO hang on
you and love you. and confuse you into
thinking that you loved mel And that
night | saw all the girls of your set
and the dancing and the muSic-it all
rushed over me-the difference She
smiled with a tender mystery she could
not deny-he was amazed to find how
immeasurably older she y7ould be in
her womanhood-I knew you'd forget
if | made you. And il seemed fine if Il
braycly. And I'm glad. We both
ought to be glad. My!-she was
laughing now. We were both kids,
WeTen we. NOW KNOW Inc MOTld 4
bit-Im a heap different. Done
growed up, Uncle Mich says, and he's
scared about it'll I'm going to be a
real leading lady some time, and come
back and play in the tin opera house
play i'll piece that hasn't so much
shooting in it-and you'll be fat and
prosperous and married and bring yoIr
kiddieS to see me. And you'll be
mighty glad, Harlan, you never mar
ried that Cajun girl from dowu-river." p"
But he would not smile. In the
moonlight on the hillside, she had the
same defying gipsy charm as OF old ;
wilful. mocking, humble. buoyant,
when she wished it. All the inevita-
BILE vulgarian stamp of her upbringing
was vanished; and he felt the old
pathos for her-that what was dear
and simple in her he could find and
save and make his own. The rest
would not matter. He could not
fathom how the invincible heritage Of
his family was now shamed before
her gay, proud honesty, the sense Of
woodland freedom from all the con-
ventions of his sort. He wanted 10
be as honest as She as fearless as she,
but he did not know the way.
The Washington herald., 1913-09-14
CHAPTER XVIII.
The SentImentnIist.

Two weeks before the September
primary election, Mr.. Curran noted a
curious reserved respect toward him
from the men of the town who had
long ignored him as a mere disturber.
And Arne Vance, coming in from a
last tour of the county on his pigs
and politics campaign, grimly ex-
planned it.
The Honorable James Hall came
home 10 work over his district, as the
old crowd desired. And he got frost,
Wileyl He knows it-they all know it.
They're scared Tom Purcell and |
have been comparing notes. We've
showed Hall up something fierce on
his votes in Congress, and the farmers
were glum 10 the Honorable Jim. And
he never had a show with the new ele-
ment-the foreigners in Earlville's new
factory district. Halls lickedl Thad
Tanner knows il, Judge Van Hart
knows III RufNhe looked erimlv At
The Washington herald., 1913-09-14
"Aurelie," he muttered, "be still You

"Aurelie," he muttered, "be still. You
know love you"
She was very still. The shadow of
the rock was not more mute. Only
her face was turned, evading him, a
pretended unhearing.
81 tell you so again, Aurelie. 1t costs
lot | bucked through school and
forgot you-almost | came back here
and set my teeth together and worked
And all the things they said about you
this town never will get over talking
about you-all this miserable notoriety
it hurt. ! said nothing. But / knew
| loved you. for all the talk hurt
hurt! | didn't want you to go on in
this miserable, cheap show business.
There was so much to do-to make of
ourselyeS-before we-before it would
be rr5t for US to marry
1t was badly put to such as Aurelie.
"Oh. a girl doesn't want a lover who
thinks of what there is to do, or to
make of her before he marries her
That's what you mean. of courser'
She blurtcd on. checking her hot tears.
terday-periectly happy! And the way
tIlS G"lUl lON0 iGGdltQ me!
"Aurelic" he said sternly, white
with a battle to be master fore ;ver
this desire to shelter her and teach her
mingled with his passion. You do so
many things! Racing around the
Square yesterday in that machine. And
YOU ought not to have kissed Wiley
Curran!"
why not" She looked up inno-
Gently. Il felt happy-and he was so
glad TO see me-
He sighed with Encouragement.
And then there's that story-Aurelie,
did Hen McFetridge give you any dia-
monds;'
Yes. A tiny one" She held out her
had with naive pride. And he said
he have given me lots more if he d
sold more oil stock"
Harlan forced back a smile. Har-
ward and two hundred years of his
fathers culture had no answer to this.
i ought TO be angry lie muttered.
She was regarding him with her old
puzzled air OF respect. Il reckon" she
went on, that friends can give one
presents if they want to!' She sighed
pensively. You're funny people-you
and your mother and everybody. l
The Washington herald., 1913-09-14

languidly. They had trouble with
chauffeur assisted. Uncle Mich whis,
pered Aurelie, you're just going tc
surprise 'enl. They never thought OF
you and your shiny old leg in an au-
tomobile!''
Done goin' to see the worldr
chuckled Uncle Mich; and Miss Nor
man patted his hand Amt he the
game old sport-leg and ALL"
"Oh, Aurelie!' gasped Mr.. Currar
again. Tell Miss-er-what's 's-her-
name-to put out that cigarette; I'm
running for Congress|
Well, run along! We air't going
TO hurt CongressP She sat up very
straight, and then gave the taxi man
! i dollar. You just tear around the
Square as fast as you can three times
and then out High Street. And if you
get arrested we'll pay your fine. And
! run over everybody you can except
dogs and babies and chickens" !"
Young Mr.. Van Hart, from his law
office windows, heard every word. he
saw his mother driving up High Street
slowly and dignifedly as the Van Hart
trap was wont to 90. And he saw
the red taxi start, Aurelie sitting up
with her old foreign air. And Miss
Norman with that cigarette. while all
the populace of Rome, Iowa, marveled.
He stood clutching the window shade
and groaned. "Aurelie! And | loved
you, Aurelie"
He heard the taxi go whoofng by.
Then he heard Old Dutch snort as his
mothers trap turned out of High
Street He looked out and then
dashed down stairs. When he reached
the corner the taxi was making its
second lap, and his mother was peak
ing calmly to the backing horse. Har-
Ian ran to seize Old Dutch's bit. And
then the taxi went past them hurling
the corner dust clear into Dickinson 5
vegetable boxes. People simply waited.
Even the dogs gaped mutely. Neither
TO right nor LETT did Aurelie glance.
Old bootlegger Mich sat still between
her and this cheerful woman with the
cigarette. Then the taxi. with a final
derisive snarl, made its last circuit
of the Square and shot out High
Street Old Dutch flew up on his
hind legs, while a tall, dignifed young
man stood pulling him down in the
whirl OF dust and leaves kicked by
the taxi all over his immaculate sum-
mer suit.
Mrs. Van Hart looked calmly after
the taxi. Harlan, wasn't that Au-
relic Lindstrom?"
1T was, mother" he answered
quietly.
Across the Square, old Deputy Amos
was hurTying. Hey, Marshal-why
don't you stop 'em?"
q would" retorted Marshal Bee,
IF l could catch 'emp
In the taxi Miss Norman patted
Uncle Michigan's hand. Il think" she
murmured, the old town will remem-
Der Aurelier
The Washington herald., 1913-09-14
TO BE coxrISUED Mkt SUNDAY.

Doctors coachmen in Berlin wear white
hats. This enables the public to promptly
recognize a physicians vehicle in case
his services are suddenly required.
Saturday news. (Watertown, S.D.) 19??-19??, 1913-05-15

the company, Harold Schulz helped
Colonel Frost up on top of the church.
yard wall and then Jumped up him
self, stood there a moment in a per;
feet storm of bullets, then jumped
down and ran through the church, and
Joined the company on the other side.
After taking the church nj fort the
enemy was chased ottiinto the woods
further on, and night being near at.
hand our troops bivouaeked for the
night on the ground they had taken
General Macarthur in speaking of the
regiment, said II was n of the prst-
,tiest movements he ever saw. All
that was expected of our regiment on
that memorable Sunday was the TAX
ing OF Block House No. Ave took
that and in addition captured the.
Chinese Ghurch.cementery, and the
ISearth@orkB and stone fort protecting
it. I think we did as much as any
regiment on the islands that day.
Onr auss was six killed and ten or
twelve wounded. Qssie Carpenter
had a marrow escape ia lbnllat just
broke the skin ON his face. The Ma
Mia Times lii speaking aof the bat
tie said IF they had only let the
South Dakota and Tennessee boys go
they would have chased the niggers
Into TIE sea-
When won come tt consider that
our regiment walked twelve miles dur
ing the night oTer the worst possible
kind Of country, took part in these
two engagements, no sleep, very Hit
tile Il eat and drink for about twenty
fauf hours carrying two hundred
mounds of axzrrGnMition, and daring the
fssht on the ran most of the time to.
wand the 'front.' Won will realize that
they did a tremendous days work.
And Che beauty of id lis they stood up
,nnder il. Some OF tie boys ran away
from ffse hospital, and went all tIsfaa
the secosid fight and did not lei 20
be any the worse for n
The advance Of the natives On the
18th vas a general attack, Every
regiment On the firing line vas en-,
gagged. Our army lost that day about
65 killed and about 100 wounded. don't
know exactly how many. There Were
lover four thousand natives buried that
might, and IN some places they were
piled up three deep. Something like
twenty-five hundred have been killed
esince. These figures are those That
I've knew ! dead Subsequent t
The fifth there has been naore Or less
fighting going on somewhere along
the line every day. Every time the
Fflipinos try 70 40 anything they get
the worst OF IT. The American army