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The evening world., 1914-03-14

"S-s-s-hl" said Capt. Tynnsfoyls.
And look at mel" bawled the red
nosed old Major to his admiring sat
elites. Wounded In the whiskey
arm and almost totally disabled. hav-
ing to be served with my drinks by
my orderly for nine years. because II
ID conduct unbecoming to an ofiicer
and gentleman to drink with tho
s ARM Moot Ana %av 49, tss e.
friend or foe!"
and slapped the flery Major With ali
his might upon the hack. "You old
booze lighting TOUR Aushesl" BE- cried.
you'd jump head nrst out Of IL
s =: 1t::zx 70 i.ssla' ''A . '''''
The evening world., 1914-03-14

duclging down. that old geessr over
there 10 going TO throw that big
ripe tomato at usi Hupl"
S-s-s-h!" said Capt. Tynncfoyle.
That's Major Rowland Bang. who
rsided the summer encampment OF
Chief Afraid Of HIS Wife Of the
Tishtush tribe OF Indians and burned
all their pianos and other instru-
ments Of torture. He also drove all
ths Tishtush Indians back to their
reservation and closed all tho moving
picture shows and soda water foun-
tains In the Indian villages with an
Iron hand. He said they melted the
permit"
81. L. ||s!s.s:z ts's.'' zss'"
The evening world., 1914-03-14

THE old man who acts e post.
master in Q small Southern
town likewise keeps . ssnsral
merchants shop. He II oftsn &C.
cused Of reading the postcards that
pass through his hands. but this hs
strongly denies. A lady callsd q the
shop and ordered. among ether
things. . ham and . cheese.
Two days later the lady called saainI
and asked why these two articles Se6
not been sent with the other goodsi
"oh! replied the merchant, cSjmly&
II saw by the postcard yo' rot yiSti6yN
thst yo' friend wasn't comm, o
nacheily thought yo' wouldn't need
them things."-Chicago Daily JouSnsi
The evening world., 1914-03-14
co'''as H. Il. z ~, II n r E%Ss ss o.

IT. Nw yovk pvsnins wOrSdI.
- AIDES and Gentlemen: I bid you
good evening! The subject Of
- my discourse II entitled: do
Married Men Make the Best Hus.
bands?''
You may wonder by what right or
reason converse on such q rather
delicate subject Al matrimony. but I
feel that I am In. = position to get
away with II because I happen to be
10 married man myself. UNFORTU-
NATELY. don't want to say anything
against marriage. ! am not q profane
man 40 . rule. and furthermore
am very happy. / may not look
happy. but that II MY business. ]
have learned how TO conceal my real
feelings. am married now four
years-four long years-and am 20
happy, II doesn't seem like more than
twelve.
We get along beautifully. Only two
nights ago We were sitting in the par
Tor and I held her hands for three
hours. II had let 20 she would have
killed me.
I don't want you TO think that !
don't love my wife. do love her-I
love every bone In her head. ] love
her because. in the first place. she
comes Of Q very aristo crooked fam.
| lily. One Of her uncles 10 q retired
bank president-a Judge retired him
for eight years. And than again she's
very sensible With regard 70 dress.
She doesn't believe In those craSy
styles that most Of the women ~
| affecting nowadayv. I refer 10 those
who left the cellar door open p
skirts and oil those crazy styles.
Say, do you know this dress QUE.
ton 10 going to EXTREMIST n,
reading the other day whore q prom.
inent French actress. named GAR,
Deslys, 10 coming back to this coun.
try In several months with q dres,
made entirely Of glass. OF cours.
that's only q rumor. but ! am Roins
10 look into II. And how about fhoss
ankle watches that the women ar,
wearing? ] think that's terrible
Can you. In your widest moments
picture . nice, jolly looking. tat lSdy
IN the middle Of Broadway bendlns
over TO wind up one Of those ankle
wstchesf
! However. to return to my story
thiS giSl was very fond Of me; Ch,
- e Sses7 .ssg 81. e; :; II - \
The evening world., 1914-03-14

a Ha0. JAR1 wa0 perfectly correct
wi IN her ststsmsnt concerning
CaStaia Asrbsrt Tyunsceyis.
ut gallant militia man and dance
g 1gjss Irene Cac1lebsrry. when che
~ said biz name lied all the rast' Of
~ fsmous army ana navy social or
.Oaaisaaaen. The Bullet and Bayeass
Cluh.
Capeain Tynnsfoyis's name IN fact,
YES esusrally 70 - found lssding oil
The evening world., 1914-03-14
FIRST VIRUS SAVED.

The original anti-rabies virus first
used by Pastsur In Paris In 1855
never has been lost and has been
We VIZ! !; .. ~ s':I ss: s. I ''s'
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-02-10


Du MarceHi he began to say some
hing and then stopped.
surely your father knows %"
IF he does, | can not possibly un-
derstand ~"
did not pay as much attention ~
his broken ordinations as / should
have done but for the surprise ana
confusion of coming 30 suddenly upon
MIN again; and when, as we reached
:he hotel. he said:
Il wonder If your father will allow
me to speak ."
I'm sure he'll be delighted" / said.
and then, in my great Impotence. I
ran, upstairs ahead OF him and burst
into my fathers room, crying.
Father. whom do YOU think ! have
brought to see you-looki'
To my concern and discontinue my
fathers reception Of Martin was very
cool, and al first he did not even seem
To know him.
You don't remember me, sir?" said
Martin.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-02-10
r r RGENT occasions demand urg-
ent measures. When little
lie will not save a man he feels

TT RGENT occasions demand urg-
ent measures When a little
lie will not save man he feels
justified in telling a big one.
There had been signs Of the ap-
preaching conflict for several days.
Mrs. Lysander John Appleton had had
an evening gown made; Daysey
Mayme, In addition to her new gown.
had purchased a new wrap; Lysander
Johns dress suit had been cleaned
and pressed and every roar of pro-
test from him had been met with the
argument that they had to accept in
vitations to let the world know they
We're invited, and that he must come
home early that evening and get
dressed on time.
He pleaded everything from bust
ness engagements to neuritis and
blind staggers; he told his little lies
glibly, and realized when on the way
home that night that the time had
come when he would be justified in
telling a big one.
The clock struck six. No Lysander
John. Seven, and his wife's anger
Eight, and she was victim of the
widest fears Nine, and she and
Daysey Mayme had removed Their
party dresses and sat huddled before
the front window watching for him
Ten. and they had stopped watch
ing for the figure of a man crossing
the square and were looking for am
balances ami undertakers' wagons,
and stretchers. and all the grewsome
sights that darkness can conjure.
Eleven and Mrs Lysander John was
on the lounge in Mysteries and Daysey
Mayme was declaring in one of these
rare periods of sanity that come to
the unmarried that, thank Heaven,
she wasn't married, and had a man to
worry over, when the doorbell rang!
The door opened to meet Lysander
John! Dazed, trembling. with eyes
filled with fear, he could only gasp,
Don't let her get me! Don't let
her get me-" as he staggered into
the room, and fell in a heap on the
floor.
1t was an hour later before he could
tell a coherent story. He was COM
Ing home from the cars, he said,
when a blonde woman sat down be-
side him. He noticed that she gazed
at him with admiring eyes, but he re-
membered that he was married to the
best woman on earth, and steadily
looked the other way. Suddenly she
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-02-10
The Manicure Lady
BY WILLIAM F. KIRK.

ktu'VE been reading continued
story in one of the evening
newspapers, said the Manicure
Lady. "and it is kind of queer lay
out, the plot of it and all. 1t tells
about a strong. manly young gent
about six feet tall who wins the love
of a fair young society girl by acting
like a cave man. George, what is a
cave MANI"
Il remember reading something
about cave men in my school books
said the Head Barber. IF | remem-
Der right, they was the first human
beings and lived a mighty long time
ago. They was bigger than the men
now. and more like big gorillas. They
had hair all over their big bodies and
lived in caves. That is all | know
about them, except that when it come
to rough house fight they must have
been regular slashers."
Dear met" exclaimed the Manicure
Lady. Il don't see how no young
society lady could fall for that kind
of a gent. | Amt no society queen
myself. but goodness knows, George,
| wouldn't marry no gent anN do light
housekeeping in a cave. A fiat is bad
enough. but a caVe-neVer'
This story didn't say. though, that
the hero was exactly cave man-it
said he used cave man methods. l
suppose il meant that he was kind of
rough and harsh to her, and maybe
he beat her up little.
He wouldn't have to be no cave
man to do that, If we can believe the
papers at ALL declared the Head
Barber There are plenty of gents
moving in our best circles that have
been accused of beating up their
wives"
1T said in this story that all women
love TO be mastered by some ruder
stronger being than the women them
selves. Sometimes ! believe that is
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-02-10

SO, because | have often had the feel
ing when some great big powerful
man went out of here that l would
be willing to be his wife if he had
good bankroll with which to main
tain me proper, even if he did give me
a good shaking when / wouldn't
mind. Goodness knows, | would rath-
er have a husband like that than
some of the little tlat-CheSted dudes
that mince in here just before the
mati.ee to get polished up to per-
feet pink | wouldn't care rap for
a husband that ] could slam across
the room, and | am afraid if should
marry that kind of husband he
would be going across the room most
of the time.
but the ideal kind of a man.
think, for husband for a emotional
yet gentle child like me. is hus-
band who could be as rough as Sandy
Ferguson if he had to be, bun who
could also be as gentle as a little
trained nurse-and lat is the way |
would want him to be most of the
time because my girliSh nature does
not lean none toward warfare. My
father is the kind of a man | mean
big and powerful enough to always
be the skipper of his own house, but
as gentle as kitten most of the
time especially when he has been out
with a few of the old Romans, trying
his best TO get all the high proof
stun off the market forever. No mat
ter how lit dear old dad is, he always
totes that beaming smile around on
his map, and he has always been so
good to mother that she fairly wor-
ships him.
There amt many men left like
that now. George. at least among the
young stock The young men now
nave the muscles Of children, and the
dispositions Of cave men, instead Of
the muscles of cave men and the dis
positions of children Here comes one
of them to get his nails did now"
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-02-10
+ TELMER, the young poet, awak-
ems at 2 in the afternoon on a

TELMER, the young poet, awak-
ems -at in the afternoon on a
Sunday because a ray Of the
sun strikes his face. He yawns
stretches himself, tries to go to sleep
again, but is forced to give it up.
Suddenly, quite wide awake now, he
stretches out his hand and gets hold
of his pocketbook and his wallet. He
examines both feverishly, only to lay
them aside with a sigh of despair.
Then he remembers.
He remembers how last night he
drank just the glass of whisky and
soda he should not have drunk. For il
was that one glass which, in spite OF
all his good resolutions, drew all the
others after it.
1t was that glass which caused him
to stay all night in the cafe with his
friends, who afterward treated him
TO an early morning breakfast with
long schnapses, and caused his last
ten Kroner bill to disappear, though
he was to use it to-day to take din
ner with his sweetheart
When Helmer. half an hour later,
fully dressed and in the best of spir-
its, lights his first cigarette. he real
ICES that his landlady, Frau Johum-
sen, whom re already. owes four
weeks rent, is his only possible sal
walton. And he really succeeds in
making her lend him fifteen Kroner
but she must have them back by IL
o'clock sharp tomorrow (Monday), as
she has to pay an annoying coal mer-
chant
Every cent of Helmer's fifteen
Kroners is gone when, with his sweet
heart he leaves the restaurant where
they have dined.
Monday morning at 10 Helmer S
standing in his cigar dealers shop.
He has patronized him for five years
and owes him 210 Kroner for cigars
and cigarettes but he has often Dor
rowed small amounts of cash from the
cigar dealer for short time, and now
he borrows 90 Kroner.
But | must have them tomorrow
at 3 without fair the man insists,
for l need az the money l can lay
my hands on to pay promissory
note"
In the afternoon Helmer Is sitting
in Cafe Dagmar with an absinth and
in the evening he spends his last two
Kroner for sandwiches and beer.
1t does not trouble him the least
that he has to pay the cigar dealer 20
Kroner before tomorrow afternoon.
morrow seems infinitely far
away and he enjoys the fact that he
paid back Frau Jochumsen her fif-
teen Kroner in due time,
Ill
Tuesday morning Helmer gets up
late. At 2 o'clock he telephones his
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-02-10
FOLLOW YOUR HEART.

Dear Miss Fairfax.
For a month | have had atten-
ton paid to me by a gentleman
2S years of age who has me con-
fused whether or not l shall keep
company with him.
He is in love with me. Still,
care very little for him; but l am
deeply in love with young gen
tleman nineteen years old, who
also loves me. He has wonder
full future and is very wealthy
and, although young, has very
mannish way about him.
ALICE.
Never keep company with one man
if you love another one more. That
Is an injustice to three.
The man you love is too young to
regard seriously. Go on loving him.
If you heart so Wills; but give him
a chance to grow up before you let
that love becomes an obligation.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-02-10
o Advice to Lovelorn 4
BY BEATRICE FAIRFAX.

that time l learned to love him
dearly
Recently he has been treating
me very cool, and is going out
with another young lady.
As | love this young man very
much. and as | want him back, l
am writing this letter to you hop
ing you will give me some advice
that will help. G. G..
When love grows cold, there is
nothing more futile than to try to far
it into life again My advice may mo-
bring him back, but it, at least, will
save your pride, and that means 4
great deal more than you may think
1t is this: Don't let him see that yol
care. Tell yourself you don't care
and bye and bye you will really finc
yourself caring less.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-02-10
The Merry-G o-Round
AN AMUSING SHORT STORY

old friend, the lawyers clerk and
ceeds in getting thirty Kroner f ,,e
MIN on the express condition tbs+ =. io'h
must be repaid before 10 o'cinoi.' ~
next day, as the money does mo- ,'ie
long to the clerk himself. Tbis ~ w.
not bother Helmer. He borroI.su .,'
thirty Kroner. pays the cipar 5oo lIe
back the twenty at O'Clock shan are,
eats a belated but very suhstan aiiu
lunch at the "Perlina." ''iill4'
There is a long, very lone +;,,
until tomorrow. '-'U7
Wednesday morning Helmer rpsl,
around like a mailman. 1T Is So
noying not to be able to nav ,.o',,.
debt at the time promised and ha
sides, it hurts his credit. which is ~.
financial mainstay. At last bo
ceeds in softening the heart of q, IA
aunt, who lends him thirty Krone ~
be paid back when convenient ri
lawyers clerk gets them with ~
fuse apologies
In the evening Helmer paints r..
town red in company with a SwadisL
cousin, who has just come across ~
sound to see Copenhagen. The cousi5
pays and Helmer promises to nav be
snare the next day.
V
The next day it appears that hi,
share, as far as they are able IN "a
member, amounts to about Aft.
Kroner. Helmer borroWs seventy iyo
Kroner from his wine dealer. whom
he owes a considerable amount for
whisky. The money must be repaid
on Friday.
In the evening the cousin returns
to Sweden and Helmer invites his
sweetheart to take supper with him.
VI
Friday comes. Helmer finds II ner-
essary to do something. He writes
three long poems, digs up a couple NJ
old short stories which he modernizes
and rushes from one editor to another
to sell his products. He really suc-
ceeds in selling the lot for 100 Kroner
He pays the wine dealer and goes 10
bed early, for he is dead tired.
VII.
Saturday night and evening Helmer
with the best conscience in the world
eats and drinks and smokes as long
as he has a penny left.
VIII
Sunday he borrows fifteen Kroner
from Frau JochumSen.
TX
Monday he borrows twenty Kroner
from his cigar dealer, and pays Frau
Jochumsen.
X
Tuesday he realizes that life is a
merry go round, and all you have t2
do is to keep it moving Whereup1n
he telephones his friend, the lawyers
clerk.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-02-10
Daysey Mayme and Her Folks
By FRANCES L. GARSIDE.

crowded closer to him, and he felt
a singing sensation in his left arm
And that is the last he remembers
He had dim impression Of being
led off the car and down q side street
of dark hallway, a brightly-lighted
room and something sweet to drink.
The next he knew he was standing in
front of his own door and ii was mid
night.
"A poisoned needle" he gasped,
land here 1t isl" pullin~ darning
needle from his left coat sleeve.
And such is the tie of dupllcity and
understanding between all male
kind that his son. ChaunCey Devere,
pulled out of it's eye a pink wool
thread that matched the ball in ms
mothers darning bag, before MS
mother and sister had caught sight
of it.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-02-10
Twenty-third Chapter.

n T breakfast next morning my
n father told me that something
unexpected had occurred to re
quire that we should return home i'm
mediately. and therefore he had sent
over to Cooks for seats by the noon
express.
was deeply disappointed, but
knew my father too we'll to demur so
| slipped away TO my room and sent
, letter to Martin, explaining the
| change in our plans and saying good
! bye TO him.
When we reached the station, how
over. found Martin waiting on the
platform in front of the compartment
that was labeled with our name.
| thought my father was even more
hrusque with him than before, and
The Bishop, who was to travel with
us was curt almost to rudeness. But
Martin did not seem to mind that
this morning, for his lower lip had
the stiff setting which | had seen in
It when he was boy. and after
stepped into the carriage he stepped
In after me, leaving the two men on
the platform.
shall YOU be long away?" I asked
on tbllEt ulllhl luilttNtNN. ON
months, rlne-perhaps twelve, worse
luck, Wish ! hadn't to go at all,
he answered.
| was surprised and asked why
whereupon he stammered some ex-
cuse and then said abruptly:
II suppose you'll not be married
for some time at all events?"
| told him that | did not know
/ everything depending on my father.
Anyhow, you'll see and hear for
yourself when you reach home, and
then perhaps you'l =" >"
| answered that | should have 10
DO what my father desired, being a
girl and therefore
but surely. a girl has some rights
OF her own" he said, and then | was
silent and a little ashamed. having a
sense of female helplessness which
had never felt before and could find
no words for.
"rll write 10 your father" he said
and just at that moment the bell
rang. and my father came into the
compartment. saying:
"Now then young man, If YOU don't
want to be taken up to the North
Pole instead of going down to the
South one ."
That's all right, sir. Don't you
trouble about me. | can take care OF
myself said Martin.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-02-10
4 Farewell.

Something in his tone must have
said more than his words To my
father and the Bishop. for saw that
they looked at each other with sur
prise.
Then the bell rang again. the en-
CINE throbbed, and Martin said
Good bye Good hye!"
While the train moved out of the
station, he stood bareheaded on the
platform with such a Woehegone face
that looking back at him my throat
began To hurt me as it used to do
when | was a child.
was very glad that day as we
Travelled north. My adopted country
had become dear TO me during my
ten years exile from home and
thought l was seeing the last of my
beautiful Italy, crowned with sun
shine and decked with flowers.
But there was another cause OF
my Sadness, and that was the
thought Of Martins uneasiness about
my marriage and the feeling that he
had anything to say to my father he
ought TO have said it then.
And there was yet another cause
Of which ! was quite unCon scious--
that like every other girl before love
dawns on her, half OF my nature was
still asleep, the half that makes life
lovely and the world dear
To think that Martin Conrad was
the one person who could have
awakened my sleeping heart! That a
word. look. a smile from him that
Gay could have changed the whole
current OF my life. and that
But no. ! will not reproach him.
Have ! rot known since the day on
-, Mary's Rock that above all else
he is born gentleman?
And Vet And yet
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-02-10
MOST DECIDEDLY NOT.
Dear Miss Fairfax:

DEAF MISS FHITIaN.
| am a young man of seven
teen and am in love with a girl
three years my junior Is it prop
er for me to go out with her at
nights, which she does, although
her mother forbids her?
SAM
only your extreme youth excuses
you for influencing a girl of fourteen
to disobey her mother. Let her alone,
and don't go out nights with any girl
with or without her mothers consent
until YOU are older.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-02-10
THAT DEPEND DIS.

Dear Miss Fairfax:
| have been keeping company
with a young man 1.-TWO years my
senior for one year, and as a
rule we are very happy when to-
gether: but every time he meets a
certain person in my family whom
he dislikes he is very cool with
me. When ] speak to him about
this he answers that he always
has the same good feeling toward
me. Y.
If the person he dislikes is yer,
near TO you. and one he would oftel
meet after your marriage, | hope yol
will not marry the man. His intoler
ance now will become active dislik
then, and he will make you very un
happy
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-02-10
i HAVE NONE.

Dear Miss Fairfax:
a young man has. or had, been
paying attention for the past
three or four months, and during
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-02-10
The Narrative of Mary O'Neill
First Part-My Sirlhood.

Copyright. 1912, by Hearsts Magazine
Copyright, 1918. by Hearst Magazine.
Copyright in Great Britain. Copyright,
1918. by ]. B. Lippincott Company.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-02-10

by wise
beauties decided that the of the
century learn Goddess of
The hat is
in the forehead like
knot Of a
three vision and styles of
trimming his hat of beauty
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-02-10

At the left back showing psyche
helmet, he
profile view the hat trimmed
of which follows the
which of
la
Atkins
In the middle front view which
of
classical loneliness.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-02-10
Every Woman
Knows That

instead of sallow skin and face
blemishes she ought to possess
the clear complexion and the
beauty of nature and good
health. Any woman afflicted
or suffering at times from
headache, backache, nervous
ness. languor and depression
Of spirits-ought to try
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-02-10
Improve
'ho Complexion

Sold everywhere. In boxes. I0c.. 2se.
I'VE ~esosn should fail to read the vslusbls
directions with every boz.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-02-10
B..:s ::.IssCHAMS
Pill 8.

the safest, surest, most con-
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Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-02-10

To Sc Continued Tomorrow.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-02-10

n T breakfast next morning my
n father told me that something
unexpected had occurred to re