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Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-01-28
BY ADA PATTERSON.

TIME other day a lawyer told me
that so per cent of all women are
irrational, and that all of them
are unmanageable. Next day, as though
to corroborate his cruel words, one of
pliers threw up her job" because some
one had asked her to hurry. She said
she didn't like to be "bossed"
If there was a vote for the most pop
ular club president in New York. she to
whom all club women refer as That
Lovely Agnes Arden" would at least
make a tremendous showing. A club
member rising at a breakfast rendered
to Mrs. Arden on her birthday began
tence, 1--WE love her!"-from which It
may safely be deduced that Mrs.
Keene's daughter knows the art of the
management of women. l asked her
whether women are unmanageable and
she sat very straight in the oaken set
tee beside the window of her library
and made thoughtful answer:
Il have been clubbing It for twenty
years and have met thousands of club
women. l don't think they are more
unmanageable than men. But | think
we can still learn great deal about the
management of ourselves, in masses,
from men. For what we most need Is
| to take the impersonal view, to look be-
yond the person to the idea Of the or
SANITATION. Men are able to do that.
They may not like man, but If they
| think he will make good club officer,
and do the work of the club well. carry
out its plans, they will support him.
Men can fight, as it seems to us who
look on in terror, viCiously, and forget
all about il, Women can't, or at least
We find il hard to do. | admit there is
a great deal of politics in many wom-
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-01-28

No. that was before my time. That
was drawn up by Mead q Tolworthy'
Bruce Blames Hurley.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-01-28
A Tale Of Love, Mystery and Ad-
venture.
Writer from the play OF the same name,
now being produced by Robert Hi
Hard at the Criterion theater,
New York city.
Copyright, 1912. by JournaI-American-
Examiner.
TO-DAY s INSTALLMENT.

No, that was before my time. That
was drawn up by Mead & Tolworthy'
Bruce 5ames Hurley
Kayton had opened his lips to ask an
other question VIXEN there came an inter
ruption. Bruce Argyle burst into the
room with a newspaper tightly cienohed
in his hand. \ He was plainly holding
himself IN as he greeted the detective
courteously and apologlzed for being late.
Then he turned on the lawyer in A storm
Of wrath,
Look here. Hurley" he cried. what do
YOU go and give out all that stuff TO
the newspapers for about fathers going
TO change his willard start them up
with all this rot about Mary? why, all
these morning papers are full OF the
d--dest low stabs Look at this" And
he proceeded TO read few Of the head
lines that all plainly minated the pos
sibie connection Of Mr. Argyle's adopted
daughter with the old millionaires muir
der That's uspeakable,' he stormed.
IF Mary sees ,hat-'
Now" broke IN Mr Hurley, soothing
Iy. why pay any attention 10 that sort
Of thing
But Bruce was not to be soothed. lie
was white with anger.
1T was bad enough when they in
simulated that some OF fathers stock
market victims came and killed him, 20
he went on, Tor. maybe, some fellow
wanted to marry Mary for her money
and had to get him out OF the way
but, Hurley, you've given them just what
they wanted to build on
TIN very sorry" said the lawyer.
gently but not alphabetically, but / did
not think we had anything to conceal.
I nj "A 90, Of
the truth Of this matter we need to be
open and honest Isn't that so. Mr. Kay
tom"
why. OF course, Mr. Hurley" agreed
Ksyton. readily. and before Bruce could
open up new attack he skilfuly
shifted the ground of the conversation.
You understand Mr.. Argyle" he said
with dignity, that You are now the head
Of the family here and the responsibility
for the success or failure of this inves-
tiRation will rest largely with you I'll
have TO ask for your cooperation in
everything. and I'll expect that youn
consult with me before you make any
move or express any opinion or do any
Thing that has a bearing on this case"
Certainly" returned young Argyle
again completely the well-bred, self-co
tanned young man. II understand that
Questioning Young Argyle.
Mr.. Hurley threw a swift glance at
the detectives impassive face as If to
see what hidden meaning lay back of this
speech, but he made no comment.
You were the last person known to
be with your father on the night Of his
heath" pursued Kayton. Rravely
The new head of the family looked
very serious.
Yes that's true" he said. II was. I
had dinner with Mary and him"
WAS that unusual" inquired the de-
tectlve
The young man hesitated a bare in
slant
wen. you know. l suppose. that father
and ] didn't hit It of any too we'll to
gether," he replied, uncomfortaby. You
see, he was that kind OF mamie
couldn't stand any one around who
wanted to do any thinking for himself.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-01-28
Up-to-Date Jokes

''Mr Chairman" said the orator, who
had already occupied the platform for
twenty minutes amid many interjec-
tons from the audience-"Mr. Chair
man, may l appeal to point of order7
There Is really so much desultory con-
versation going on in parts Of the hall
that IT is impossible for me to hear a
word | am saying"
Voice from the back of the hall:
Don't be down hearted; you're not
missing much"
Jones-Are you serious in your at
tentions to Miss Hulks?
Bones-Rather! Her father did me
out of forty thousand on the stock ex-
change last month, and I'll get that
back if have to marry the whole fam
lily for it,
Small have discovered a great la
bor- saving device.
Tall always said you were a ge-
MUS. What is 1t?
Small am going to marry Miss
Bullion, the heiress
tfddlebaCk-When Miss TWilline
comes in will you tell her that / called ?
Butler-Sure, sir, she knows it al
ready,
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-01-28

ems clubs and that it is likely to be
based on I like her or 4 don't like her.
We ought to improve in that direction
and l am sure we would If we would
think more about the club as a whole
and the object for which it stands, than
about the members of It..
THE true club spirit is summed up
in two words, harmony and helpful
ness With this high motive it would
be well for every woman to join one or
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-01-28

WOMAN'S STORY
MADE PUBLIC
Mrs. MOncrief Didn't Consider
II Secret. Thought Friends
Should Know. Read
Her Statement.

Bolton, TeXas.--Mrs Ethel Mon-
Grief. of this place, SAYS Il suf-
fered with complaint peculiar to
women, and although I called in the
doctors. they failed to do me any
good
Then ] began to take Cardui, the
woman's tonic,
From the first dose could feel
results, and, in a short time. I was
relieved of all my dreadful suffering
My friends were surprised 10 see
the results / obtained from the use
of Cardui. just couldn't help tell
ing them. 1t built up my system
wonderfully
Il do not want 30 he without Car
dul in my house as long as can
obtain it, Il is true relief for
womanly troubles can't praise ii
too highly"
In the past half-oenury thou
sands Of ladies have written. like
Ms Moucrief TO tell of the benefit
received from the use of Cardui.
such testimony from earnest
women. surely indicates the merit
of this womau's remedy.
Cardui contains pure. harmless.
vegetable ingredients, which act in
a gentle way on all the weakened
Womauly organs
IL can not do you harm, and rs all
most sure to be the very medicine
you need It's good for young or
old.
Please give Cardu a uiaI
~ Write To-: ChaGauoog.. AirdI-
Z .'h' Coo LauIes. ADVISORY Dent chat
( oN'oEa. Tenn. for Special Instructions
~ FpH' case aud bi-uagp uuue Homo
& treatment ur Women sent Lon plain
{ wrapper ' ''''"
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-01-28
WHY NOT BE FRIENDS?

Dear Miss Fairfax:
A short time ago | kept company
with young lady with whom | was
very much in love. She, however,
only cared for me. Now, she is go
ing to be engaged to another. We
are on good terms at present.
Should / have anything to do with
her hereafter? c. @. D.
If you can not win her love be broad
enough and fine enough to be her good
friend for life, keeping your love a Sc
cret in your own heart.
You say she is going to be engaged. -
You are a faint hearted lover if you
leave the field on a rumor that your
love lis going TO be engaged"
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-01-28
Advice to the Lovelorn
THE GIRL is RIGHT.
By Beatrice Fairfax
Dear Miss Fairfax:

Dear Miss Fairfax:
am deeply in love with a girl
named Agnes. We have been friends
for the last few years but upon my
asking her for her hand she thought
l had better wait until go out with
my tools, as now | am only a
plumbers apprentice at Sc per
week WILLIAM McC.
An engagement is out of the question
on your salary, and I admire the girl
for her good sense.
Wait till you are in a position to sup
port girl before you ask for her hand.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-01-28
NATURES REMEDIES FOR DIS.
EASE.

Every Fall in olden times the fam
lily medicine chest was replenished
with roots, herbs and barks, natures
remedies for disease. Seullcap for
nervousness, Pennyroyal for colds
Glover Blossoms for the blood, Thor
oughtwort for colds, Wormwood and
Balm of Gilead Buds for sprains
and so on. 1t is interesting to note
that the most successful remedy for
female ills the world has ever known
had its origin nearly forty years ago
from roots and herbs, and Lydia i
Pinkham,s Vegetable Compound is
made today in immense quantities
from those same roots and herbs
with extreme accuracy. care and
cleanliness. The standard remedy
for female ills.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-01-28
NOT IMPROPER. BUT FOOLISH
Dear Miss Fairfax:

Would 1t be proper for A girl FL,
give boy a birthday present If sa
what would be q proper nresao, : ,,
him? Would it be wrong to send Ill.,, ,'I
postal card also? He Is merely o. ', rar, d
good friend, but has been verv good ~
me, and Is about the same age ae ,, W
SWEET SIXTEEN
If he is good to you it is not In ,be
hope of any birthday returns.
A little note of congratulation is sus
ficient remembrance, and, If sincere ~
more value than a gift. VI
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-01-28
A MATTER OF OPINION
Dear Miss Fairfax.

Deaf MISS Fairfax:
Why is It that some men wear
wedding ring and others do not2 a.
1t because of their religious belts
or has nationality anything to H.
with 1T. or is it a personal mats
or, in the case of those men who 10
wear a ring, does the wife coron.J
her husband to wear that emblem
Of marriage?
THE ANXIOUS TRIO
If m9p wears a widding ring it =.
because he is proud OF such an emh,er,
l do not believe that church cree, -.
wife ever forced man to wear ~ Ut
ding ring against his wishes
The Ely miner., 1913-08-22
SMILES NOT FOR "FLASHY"
Made a Mash, but He Had
Wrong Impression.

II got a good one on Flashy," said
Squirt as he shot the fine stream into
the ice cream soda and pushed it over
the marble counter.
who and WHAT" asked Squirt's
friend.
You know F1ashy?" continued
Squirt. HE of the ice cream suit and
high browed hat. He was sittin' in
here this afternoon when up floats
the classiest little dame you ever saw
and stops right outside the window.
She cocks her head over to one side
and smiles, her face right up close
to the glass. Flashy tightened up his
wash tie and Strengthened up his coat
lapels. All the time the girl was
smilin' and rubin her nose with the
palm of her hand
''Flashy smiled back two or three
times and then he up and dusts out
the door, Right up to her he went
and purses up his pretty lips and lifts
his hat. Say, you ought to have seen
that girl do the rockbound glide away.
She elevated her nose on level with
her eyes and drifted right off down
the street.
'F1asny was crushed. The woman
had a powder rag palmed in her
hand. She had been smilin' at her
self in the plate glass;" -
The Ely miner., 1913-08-22
CHAPTER v.
We Reap What We Sow.

If anything could have prejudiced
Hamilton Gregory against Fran's inter
ests it would have been her sighting
allusion to the one who typified his
most exalted ideals as that woman"
But Fran was to him nothing but an
agent bringing out of the past a Sc
cret he had preserved for almost twen-
ty years. This stranger knew of his
youthful folly, and she must be pre-
vented from communicating it to 9TH
ers
1t was from no sense of aroused con-
science that he FASTENED to lead her
to the front room. In this crisis, some
thing other than shuddering recoil
from haunting deeds was imperative;
unlovely specters must be made to
vanish.
He tried desperately to cover his
dread under a voice of harshness:
What have you to say to me?"
Fran had lost the insolent compos-
ure which the secretary had inspired.
Now that she was alone with Hamil-
ton Gregory, it seemed impossible to
speak She clasped and unclasped her
hands. She opened her mouth, but
her lips were dry. The wind had
risen, and as it went moaning past
the window, it seemed to speak of the
yearning of years passing in the night,
unsatisfied. At last came the words,
muffied, frightened-I know all about
it."
"All about what, child?" He had
lost his harshness. His voice was al
most coaxing, as if entreating the
mercy of ignorance.
Fran gasped, 81 know all about it
l know" She was terrified by the
thought that perhaps she would not
be able to tell him. She leaned heav-
lily upon a table with hand turned
backward, whitening her finger-tips
by the weight thrown on them.
About what?" he repeated with the
caution of one who fears. He could
not doubt the genuineness of her emo
ton; but he would not accept her
statement OF its cause until he must
The Ely miner., 1913-08-22
CALLER WAS HARD TO PLEASE
Mrs. X Made Many Guesses as to Wis
itor's lndenity, Until Great
Light Dawned on Her.

Miss Jennings, madam" the maid
announced. The visitor was sweet
faced girl, quietly but prettily dressed
in black. She greeted Mrs. X by name
and calmly seated herself without in
vitation, saying: will you pardon
me while l readjust my hat, the wind
Is so very high?"
The hostess vainly tried to recall
her visitor. Her name meant moth
ing and her next words threw no lighQ
on her identity.
Il see you have a dear little paro-
queet; is he tame?" she asked.
The hostess, still wondering, said
the bird was quite tame. Then her
caller began:
II suppose you have heard of me,
Mrs. X"
Il am afraid I haven't" was the
reply, coupled with an engaging smile
to offset any suspicion of rudeness.
Then you haven't heard of the
great movement We are engaged in.
The Ely miner., 1913-08-22
CAT ENJOYED THE COMEDY
But of the Four Principals Involved.
Tom Was the Only One That
Had Laugh Coming.

This is the tale of a cat with a
sense of humor.
Mrs. Youngwife went to an cast end
butcher shop the other day. When
she entered, the greeting was a high
pitched shrek. Naturally she shrieked
too, and then looked to see what the
trouble was. Mrs. Butcher, in charge
of the shop in her husbands absense,
stood on small box. Before her stood
large black cat, a gleam of fun in
his yellow eyes and a mouse in his
mouth.
moment the tableau held. Then
the cat walked away and Mrs. Butcher
started fearfully behind the counter.
The cat followed her and dropped the
mouse at her feet. Two screams, the
fiutter of skirts, and Mrs. Butcher
again was safe on the box, and Mrs.
Youngwife sat on the counter, her feet
sticking straight out, her skirts gath
cred tightly about her ankles.
The mouse ran a foot or two and
The Ely miner., 1913-08-22

to account for you, and they will
question-my wife will want to know,
and-and others as we'll"
Nov, now," said Fran, with sudden
gentleness, don't be so excited, don't
take 1t so hard. Let them question.
I'll know how to keep from exposing
you. But do want to belong to some
body, and after I've been here a
while, and you begin to like me, I'll
tell you everything. 1 knew the Jo-
sephine Derry that you deserted-she
raised me, and 1 know she loved you
to the end. Didn't you ever care for
her, not even at the first, when you
got her to keep your marriage secret
until you could speak to your father
face to face? You must have loved
her then. And she's the best friend
ever had. Since she died I've wan
dered-and-an l want home"
The long loneliness of years found
expression in her eager voice and
pleading eyes, but he was too en-
crossed with his own misfortunes to
heed her emotion. Didn't I go back
to Springfield?" he cried out. "Of
course l did. I made inquiries for
her; that's why l went back-to find
out what had become of her. I'd been
gone only three years, yes, only three
years, but, good heavens, how 1 had
suffered! I was so changed that no.
body knew me- He paused, appalled,
at the recollection. 81 have always
had a terrible capacity for suffering.
tell you, it was my duty to go back
to find her, and l went back. / would
have acknowledged her as my wife.
would have lived with her. I'd have
done right by her, though it had killed
me. Can l say more than that?"
II am glad you went back" said
Fran softly. "She never knew it. l
am so glad that you did-even that"
Eyes, did go back" he said, more
firmly. But she was gone. l tell
you all this because you say she was
your best friend
"A while ago you asked me who
am-and what"
'It doesn't matter" he interjected.
You were her friend; that is all
care to know. l went back to Spring
field, after three years-but she was
gone. l was told that her uncle had
cast her off, and she had disappeared.
1t seems that she'd made friends
with class of people who were not
who were not-respectable."
Frans eyes shone brightly. ooh,
they were not" she agreed, they
were not at all what you would call
respectable. They were not relig-
ious." ~
$50 was told" he resumed, little
uncertainty. There was no way for
me to find her." -....
"Her?" cried Fran; you keep on
saying her Do you mean-?"
He hesitated. "She had chosen her
part-to live with those people, left
The Ely miner., 1913-08-22
CHAPTER IV.-Continued.

He was sorry for her; at the same
time he was subject to the reaction
of his exhausting labors as song.
leader. "Then," he said, with tired
resignation, IF you'll follow me, I'll
take you where you can spend the
night, and tomorrow, I'll try to find
you work"
Work." She laughed. "Oh, thank
you!" Her accent was that of repu-
diation. Work, indeed!
He drew back in surprise and dis
pleasure.
You didn't understand me-" she
resumed. What want is home 1
don't want to follow you anywhere.
This is where want to stay"
You cannot stay here" he an
swered with a slight smile at the pre-
sumptuous request, "but I'm willing to
pay for room at the hotel"
At this moment the door was opened
by the young woman who, some hours
earlier, had responded to Fran's
knocking. Footsteps upon the porch
had told of Gregory's return.
The lady who was not Mrs. Gregory
was so pleased to see the gentleman
who was Mr.. Gregory-they had not
met since the evening meal-that, at
first, she was unaware of the black
shadow; and Mr.. Gregory, in spite of
his perplexity, forgot the shadow also,
so cheered was he by the glimpse of
his secretary as she stood in the
brightly lighted hall. Such moments
of delighted recognition are infinitesi-
NAL when a third person, however
shadowy, is present; yet had the world
been there, this exchange of glances
must have taken place.
Fran did not understand-her very
wisdom blinded her as with too great
light. She had seen SO much of the
apples, she at once classified it as an
apple tree. To Gregory, Grace Noir
was bur a charming and conscientious
sympathizer in his life-work, the at
mosphere in which he breathed freest.
He had not breathed freely for half a
to see her. To Grace Noir, Hamilton
Gregory was but benefactor to man
kind, a man of lofty ideals whom it
was privilege to aid, and since she
knew that her very eyes gave him
strength, no wonder she was glad to
see him.
Could Fran have read their thoughts,
The Ely miner., 1913-08-22

seemed the victim OF some mysterious
terror.
Grace compressed her full lips till
they were thinned to white line
do you mean forever?"
"Oh, Grace-I beg your pardon
Miss Grace-I don't mean that, of
course. What could do without you ?
Nothing, nothing, Grace-you are the
soul of my work. Don't look at me so
cruelty"
Then you just mean," Grace said
steadily, "for me to go away for a
little while?"
"Only half an hour; that's all. Only
half an hour, and then come back to
me, and I will explain"
"You needn't 60 at all, on my &C
count" observed Fran, with twist
of her mouth. "It's nothing to me
whether you 60 or stay"
"She has learned a secret" Gregory
stammered, that vitality affects-af.
fects some people-some friends of
mine. I must talk to her about
about that secret, just for a little
while. Half an hour, Miss Grace, that
is all. That is really all-then come
back to me. You understand that it's
on account of the secret that I ask
you to leave us. You understand that
would never send you away from me
if 1 had my way, don't you, Grace?"
81 understand that you want me to
go now," Grace NCir replied unre-
sponsive. She ascended the stairway,
at each step seeming to mount that
much the higher into an atmosphere
of righteous remoteness.
No one who separated Gregory from
his secretary could enjoy his tolera-
ton, but Fran mad struck far below
the surface of likings and dislikings.
She had turned back the covering OF
conventionality to lay bare the CULVER
ing heartstrings of life itself. There
was no time to hesitate. The stone
ak which on other occasions might be
a laughing, elfish face was now held
ready for battle.
Hadn't we better 60 in a room
where we can talk privately?" fran
asked. 81 don't like this hall. That
woman would just as soon listen over
the banisters as not. I've seen lots of
people like her, and 1 understand her
kind"
The Ely miner., 1913-08-22

THAT statement you made was false
and you made it knowingly"
Every one looked for a fight, while
peaceably inclined congressman sug-
gested that the matter be stricken
from the record.
Il suggest" said Representative
Johnson, standing up to his full height,
which is over six feet, that the COM
mittee take short recess SO that the
gentlemen involved will not be bound
by parliamentary laws in their man
ner of settling their differences"
There was no more calling Of names
during that hearing. = Washington
Star.
The Ely miner., 1913-08-22
Black Hand Threat.

Mrs. Collins found the following
Black Hand letter pinned to her door
one morning:
Deer Mis- Collins-Onless you put a.
jar of jam, hunk of chokolit cake, a
apple pie an a bag of cany down by
the old well, we will stel your littet
boy and keep him, onless you pay us
a milyon dollars.-The Black Hand.
The letter has been handed to the
police and the criminals will soon be
brought to justice. To date, Mrs. Coz
Inns little boy has been the only ons
seen in the vicinity of the old we'll
Judge.
The Ely miner., 1913-08-22
Bluebottie Heaven.

In the American Magazine there
was an amusing story entitled
"The Honor of the Bluebottles." Aunt
Lucinda Bluebottle of Boston ran into
young man, who used a bad word.
Aunt Lucinda goes on:
"The young mans language was not
refined. He said he'd be damned, and
that is exactly what will happen to
him, / am sure, for whatever else
heaven may be, am convinced it will
not be vulgar"
The Ely miner., 1913-08-22
His Advice,

The portly lady had accidentally
taken a rear seat in surface car re-
served for smokers. With uncoa-
cealed indignation she watched the
man beside her fill his pipe.
Sir" finally came her frigid tones.
smoking always makes me feel sick
Does it now, ma am?" said the man
as he carefully lighted up. Thea sak&
my advice an quit smoking