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

Il don't know" he replied indiffer-
ntly. He dropped didn't wait.
He looked past, not at her as he
spoke. The lethargy. the mental and
physical languor. that succeeds ter
ible crisis was upon him-the time
ehen a man feels that he is without
~ength, without friends, without hope.
The girl sensed the change m him
and was surprised to feel a twinge Of
impatience.
What are you going TO do?" sns
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 strange expression.
Yes" she said half audibly; yes,
I know"
"A barren, fruitless. hopeless light
without even a single CLEAN OF love or
word Of encouragement"
Yes" replied Dona Maria, slowly
and with meaning, ~ know what II
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 loveliness came
upon him.
There is no man to fight for your"
he asked. betraying his thought IN his
question. bona 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.
God" he breathed, fervently, 'if
lere had only been some woman to
fight for in my fight"
And If he had said all that was in his
mind he would have inserted the words,
like you" Dona Maria must have un-
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 at the hantt
of the law? If you are found here It
means your life"
Yes he replied and waited curious
ly for what was to come. Dona Maria
appeared to deliberate.
Suppose l decide to help YOU" she
suggested gravely. and 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.
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BACK 10 SIMPLICITY 4 shot Shr campks

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-
larry heavy wagon numbered and
squashed through shaking off several
pounds of briCkdust shrieked
madly for help, and lilly, the baby's
nurse, came running
" Those luffly puffs!' lilly walled
and darted forthwith to the alley,
while | directed operations from
above. lilly balanced on a brick and
surveyed the mud with deep dislike,
making little dabs at 1t tentatively
Finally, in one Of the deep ruts she
saw whisp of hair projecting. and
some Juggling eXcavated my largest
pun, 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?
l shrieked. That cost $15-and as for
the braid-well, I might just as we'll
go into bankruptcy if that switch
isn't found"
"Tilly protested that the earth be-
low would not yield up another bit
OF hair I began to wonder how
could send regrets to a wedding after
had already accepted, and then Mary
called me to luncheon. l was weepinS
real tears into my soup when Mary
burst in and asked permission 10 80
downstairs which was unusual at a
mealtime. Of course. I inquired why.
but she just waved her arms wildly
and disappeared.
In due time she reappeared breath
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-07-03

and it made me a strong well woman.
! am very thankful that ! followed
my friends advice, and l shall rec
ommend il as long as ! live Before
] took the Compound I was always
sickly and now l have not had msdi-
cine from a doctor for years. You
may publish my letter. MRS. ED
WARD 3. HILBERT, Fleetwood. Pa
Such warning symptoms as sense
Of sufocation, hot flashes. head
aches bakaohs~, 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 Z. Pinkhams Vegetable
Compound invigorates and strength
ems the female organism and builds
up the weakened nervous system. 1t
has carried many women safely
atArOugh this crisis.
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bedroom window ledge on the tele-
phone wires!'
lilly got the switch while hung
on to her heels. Then. very much ex-
hausted, l washed everything again
but somehow I kept smelling gasoline
all evening and l distinctly heard a
man back of me in the middle of the
church say 1t 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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No Way Out.
rs there no way out tn
door," he asked.

Is there no way out throught that
door," he asked.
She told him there was not
THE fire escape-where is it?"
In the hall opposite" replied Dona
Maria, gazing at him in wonder and
perplexity. She knew nothing about
him, except that he was, unless appear.
ances we're very deceiving, a fugitive
from justice. Yet he took It for granted
that she was his ally She was under
30 and considered one Of the most beau
uful 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 TO
glimpse her, by accident. in the warmly
colored and clinging gown Of the boudoir
that betrayed every exquisite line, de-
olared 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 loneliness. Yet she was GER
tain that this young man could not have
told at that moment II she had cross
syes and a hair lip Indeed, II there
ithN btth ally aNuUl Apoul II MS next
utterance would have removed IT,
Across the hall7 H--ll" he OK
claimed. with energy Il was certain
that light was-oh, 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.
We'll. why don't you go?" she in
quired coldly
His confusion increased. "But--but
l cant 20 that way" he protested, wav-
ing the pistol hopelessy al the hall door.
They're waiting for me IN the hali!'
"well" 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
Il summoned the young mans sense OF
the ridiculous to his aid--and he smiled
II he were not the hero OF this nara
tive It would be truthful recorder
duty 10 set down that he grinned
| Dona Maria was piqued. but felt herself
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-07-03
A Man 8 Appeal.

Now, what does this meant" she de-
manded. grimly in a swift glance TAX
ing account OF the evening clothes and
the trim, well set-up figure OF the man
who had wrenehed the lock OF door
out Of its frame. But though she was
brave, she also took account of the
pistol
rs II money you wAnt7" she de-
manded, with curl OF her lip. She
drew back against the bed Every
cent have is on the dressing table
Take 1t and go,''
The young man pushed his hat back
and mopped his brow with the back OF
is hand
''No--noy' 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 want7' she
cried.
He was about to reply when the sound
Of the returning hunt reached his ears
"Wait-wait!" he begged swiftly
They're coming herel They must not
search this room-do you understand?
You must put them on For PHYS
sake he pleaded. you must put them
on Tn not what you think AMI
haven't done anything wrong-I'n 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
pened"'
Dona Maria silenced her Her ewes
we're on the door and she was think
ing rapidly. According to those deenIy
versod 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 woman,
with a womsn'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 1t to a jury Of men, a
nudge and mans law to slit out
the rights OF the case
Bang--hanE A more violent assault
on the door
Anybody in here" demanded q deep
voice open the door"
A Woman S Way.
The maid shivered. implored the
Virgin to look out for her and turned
a fearful questioning gaze on her mis-
tress.
open H. Nita.' was the quiet COM
mand The maid moved gingorly Up 10
the door and Dona Maria took a last
quick glance at the curtains that hid
the young man who fought with a pistol
in a Broadway hotel. broke locks with
his hands and had thrown himself on
her mercy
Mia opened the door part way and
the house detective, a short, squat man
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-07-03

De around AT all.
1 always had a
headache and I
was so dizzy and
nervous that |
had no rest at
night. The ma sh
es Of heat were so
b a d sometimes
that ! did not
know what TO do
20 ne dav a
friend advised me
10 take Lydia r.
Pinkham's Nege-
{ a BILE COMPOUND
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-07-03

The brass slot
in the door
frame leaped
out, a young
man darted
inside, closed
and bolted the
door, and stood
crouched
against it,
painting. A
pistol was
clutched in his
hand and a red
trickle ran
down and
dripped off the
barrel on to the
red carpet.
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Markhams and had invited him "a
Shoot 81 out"
But pona Maria did not know this
AS simply as the distressed damosel Of
Arthurs 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 Dios," came self.
strangled scream from the maids room.
What Is it7'
There followed Instantly a soft thud
ding Of running feet and a hand vlo-
Isntly shook her door. The Princess
spranp up with a frightened cry, runp
a dressing gown about her and switched
on an aIeoVe light. The brass slot In
the door frame lsapsd out, a young
man dartsd inside, closed and boited the
door, and stood crouched against H.
painting. A pistol was olutehed in his
hand and a red trIokle ran down and
drpped on the barrel on to the red
carpet.
The Hunt.
"Madre de Dios!" shrieked the maid
again.
"sh-hl" commanded the young man
at the door in a stern whisper. Keep
quiet-don't make any noiseH'
The FIRST shock Of the alarm past. the
Princess stepped out into the dim light
from the alcove, holding the dressing
gown closely about her She was a
true daughter OF romance, hot FLOODED
and courageous, with no more nerves
than the mountains that guarded her
castle home
What do you wsnt?" 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."
Il heard him-he ran past my door!
Anybody killed."
what the IS loose now7"
TT was two shots--I heard EN-"
The GOODNESS with which he ignored
Ter presence and perfectly natural in
iuiries 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 entsr''----
"Sh- silence!' he interrupted, 81
sharply that she obeyed through sheer
amaEement Not a sound DO yol
understand
Dona Maria opened her lips to bias
him, to summon aid. but the hubbul
without broke out anew and she lis
tened The steps and voices were pass
ing the door.
1T was a pistol, I tell you"
wen, where'd he Ro7"
Look out on the fire escape, Jlmi'
No. he's on this floor"
How could he get downstairs. yol
Ounce"
The hue and cry reached down tn,
hall and the Princess swept down upoI
Mr. Jarvis. who finally Strengthened al
and faced her
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 here7" he asked curtly
Isl, senior" lisped Mia, 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 bare instant Dona Maria hest
tated. Then:
Yes" she said
Sorry 10 bother you-looking for
some one" apologized the detective,
backing out. Good night"
"Oh. madame" walled the girl. after
he had gone 81 am so frightened!
What Is it?-what is it?"
Control yourself Nita," the mis-
tress reprOyed her. Go to bed. / shall
not need You until o'clock"
Smiling. but subdued. EIta 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 boiling that door AGAIN. The
Princess stared at him. paralyzed by his
assurance. With magnificent impu-
denoe, so 1t 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
bolted the door.
As She turned back TO him he pointed
with his pistol to tho door of the maid 8
room.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-07-03
sERIALIZEp
By ). w. McCONAUGHY

TN all the thousands Of square feet
Of steep slate roof there Is one
Il loose nail II thrusts its head up
in that one-inch strip where it can
catch and hold the bootheel Of the
steeplejack who is sliding to his death.
This grim. freakish humor OF the
Powers That BE, which Is miscalled
coincidence. caused Warren Jarvis
TO mistake his right for his left hand
as he was running for his life down a
carpeted corridor Of the Hotel Wander
lip far above the night roar Of Broad
way Thus ne turned. not into the
room that led 10 the FIRE escape, but
Into the bed chamber Of the Dona
Maria Theresa Of Segura. Princess Of
Aragon. who had a lot OF other titles
and innumerable privileges. none Of
which she needed at that moment
nearly so much as she needed Warren
Jarvis. fleeing the vengeance Of the
law
Fevsred and distraught the Princess
had retired to rest, but not to sleep. an
hour before Her situation, the peril
that menaced her. belonged TO an age
that lives to-day only In Scott and
Froisssrt -Four or I'VE centuries be
fore her countryman Cervantes had
slain with a laugh the type OF man
who would gladly have aided her, and
would have seen nothing ridiculous
about IT, Her ancestral home. the an
Client castle Of the seguras, was given
over to bats and owls by night and
crows by day.
Hidden somewhere among the deadly
pitfalls and secret passages OF the castle
was a treasure OF million dollars In
cold. Il was guarded by ghost, a
true speoter that men had seoffso at and
braved-and then had promptly dissp-
peared.
Now Il was no longer scoffed at or
braved But she had just received
cable dispatch telling her that her
brother had entered the castle and
around her neck hung the solution to
the hiding place OF the treasure. the
little chart found that day after a weary
search.
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n% RACIOUS!" said the girl in
T 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, ungrRmmatically. 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-puffs
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 | 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 It was a what"
explained the young married woman
But I'll tell you, anyway.
The other day l remembered that
| was due at the Splurge wedding that
evening, so | shampooned my own
hair and washed my own hair once
removed in gasoline. Now If there
is anything l 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 I see
curls and puffs and things pinned to
the lace curtains where they will get
the breeze and sun and will lose their
ga SolfnN nerfurue
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Hidden From View.

so after my extra adornments
were cleansed l pinned them inside
the window curtains, where they
were hidden from the view of the
populace Then, feeling safe and at
peace. sat on the sun porch and
read a book and dried my truly hair
After a while, when 1t 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 it
didn't hang there. The curtains
tapped moCkingly, 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 I did.
Down in the alley below was a
lovely sea Of mud. They are build
ing on the next lot, and the heavy
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
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-07-03
A Ring

AS finished my strawberries there
was a loud ring at the bell, and when
lilly went 10 the speaking tube I 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
A Duke s Offer.

II was tale TO tell a knight Of Ar
thurs table, not TO a Castilian dandy Of
the twentieth century. soft handed and
sophisticated Her kinsman, the Duke
Of Alva. indeed had offered to be her
champion. but he bargained In advance.
and the guerdon he asked was her
hand And. besides. lately she had had
cause to distrust deeply the honor and
honesty Of her knsman OF Ava
Doua Maria had never read the lines
Of Mr. Kipllng's Romance IL Dead
and all unseen romance brought on the
nine-tfteer. or she might have had more
faith in a power stlll strong enough to
run express trains When the splendid
silly order OF chivalry fell and died the
winds Of romance carried a few OF the
seeds across the seas to a broad and
fertile valley and dropped them in the
rich soil where the Ohio comes down to
meet the Mississippi There, as else
where. custom makes law. regardless Of
written statutes. And so Ii was that.
following a custom that had grown from
one Of those seeds. as immutable as the
Cumberland ridges, a young man in
evening clothes, clean OF heart brave
and good humored, with a 1912 model
pistol sripped In his overooat pocket,
walked past Dona Maria's door In a New
York hotel. seeking the head OF the
Markhams, 10 Kill or be Killed IN a fair
tight. for no other reason than that the
man he sought was the head Of the
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less and triumphant with a weird
looking thing in one hand. It was
my transformation! She said she had
secured the country roundabout with
the opera glasses and had seen some
thing hanging on bridal wreath
bush in the Harveys front yarJ,
three houses down. and 1t looked like
hair to her, and # 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
icly about my wealth Of beautiful
hair, so I could imagine how pleased
she must have been.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-07-03

To BE Continued Tomorrow.
The silver state. [volume] (Winnemucca, Nev.) 1909-1925, 1913-03-04
Dimensions of the New Store.

TIE new store is one of the largest
on the coast. being 65x125 feet in di-
mensions. The roof is supported by
two rows of pillars, and it is lighted
by large windows in front and rear
aud immense skylight. Business Of
fees are situated in the rear, and
directly overhead, reached by a wind
ing stairway, are rooms for the night
watehman, office supplies and dress
ing-room.
Ground was broken for the building
on the 18th of last September. and it
has been erected under supervision of
Architect J. J. Fifeld. II is estimated
that it will be completed and ready
for occupancy about the first of April.
When finished, it will be used only for
the dry goods and ladies and gents
clothing departments. The grocery
store will remain in its present quar-
ters, and the part of the old store to
be vacated will he utilized as furni-
ture department.
The silver state. [volume] (Winnemucca, Nev.) 1909-1925, 1913-03-04
SUMMARY Of WEATHER
CONDITIONS IN FEBRUARY

The mean temperature for the
month was 32 degrees or ? degrees be-
low the normal for the month as com
puted from 35 vears of record. The
first half of the month was character
lied by unusually warm and pleasant
days, though the night temperatures
were low. After the 10th, generally
cold and cloudy weather prevailed.
The highest temperature recorded
during the month was 81 degrees ON
the 10th and the lowest degrees on
the 22d.
The precipitation amounted to but
0.15 inch and was all in the form of
snow. With the exception of 1889,
when but a trace was recorded, this
was the dryest February of record.
The greatest depth of snow on the
ground was Ia inches ON the 2lst.
There were II clear days, 9 partly
cloudy days, Z cloudy days and 4 days
with measurable amount of precipi-
tation.
Seventy per cent of the possible
amount of sunshine was recorded,
which is more than the average for
the month.