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Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-03-04

he was calling him-thats short for
Maloney, / suppose"
For Mary" l said
Mary, is it? Why by the saints,
so It is Where in the name of St.
Patrick has been the Irish head at
me that l never thought of that be-
fore? And you were Yes
Well, by the powers, we've q right to
be proud of him, for he was thinking
pearls and diamonds OF you. l was
a little jealous of Mally, l remember.
'Mally's a sumner, he used to say,
Follow you anywhere, If YOU wanted
II, In spite Of the devil and hell"
The sparkling eyes were growing
misty by this time. but the woman in
me made me say couldn't help it
Il dare say he's had many girl
friends since my time, though? '
Maria a one. The girls used to be
putting a CLINE on him i'm Dublin
they're the queens of the world, too
those Dublin girls-but never a skute
Of the eye was he giving to the one of
them. ] used to think 1t was work
but maybe il wasn't maybe
Il was
dare not let him finish what I saw
he was going to say didn't know
what would happen 10 me il he did
so jumped Ia by telling him that ii
he would step into the car ! would
drive him back to Rome
He did SO, and all the way he talked
Of Martin his courage and resource
and the hardships he had gone
through, until with backward
thoughts Of Alma. and my husband
riding away over the Campagna) my
heart, which had been leaplng like a
lamb. began to ache and ache.
We returned by the old Appar
Way. where the birds were building
their nests among the crumblng
tombs, through the Porta San Paole
and past the grave Of the young
English poet" of whom / have always
thought II was not so sad that he died
Of CONSUMPTION as in the bitterness of
broken heart
All this time / was so much az
home with the young Irish doctor
who was Martins friend, that 1t was
not until ! was putting him down at
his hotel that ! remembered l did not
even know his name.
II was O'Sullivan.
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Moonshine and Moonlight.

"Stella" he murmured passionately,
IT want"
Just look at that beautiful star"
coolly replied the maid
There is but one star for my eyes"
answered the lovesick youth.
ITS getting chilly" cried Stella,
drawing her cloak around her. Lets
get inside
But determination had come to the
youth at last, and planting himself in
the middle OF the garden path, he blurt-
ed out;
This is the last time I shall ask
you
Look here. Jimmy" impatiently
broke in theda msel how many times
are you going to ask me TO marry
you"
Stella, I'm thinking this will be your
last chance. One of the other three
girls 7 have proposed to shows signs OF
weakening!"
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-03-04
By BLANCHE RING.

HHEY have built a monument on
top Of Town Hin, Province
town, Mass. which Is the
jumping off point when going down
Cape Cod. to commemorate the first
landing of the Pilgrims, a month or
so before they sailed across the bay
10 Plymouth.
This monument beats Bunker I'M
In the matter OF height and was the
occasion OF the visit Of two Presi-
dents to the picturesque village but
as far as ] am concerned, the Clam
f,ie / discovered while touring the
ape in my car last summer inn
dressed me far more than the monu-
ment did, and might well be dedi-
eetea s9 the historical event Of which
all the natives are so proud
/ begged and obtained the recipe
for this delicious dish from Miss
. Louise c. Paine. president OF the
Nautilus Club. an organization that
provides afternoon tea for thirsty
visitors and drinking fountains for
horses and dogs. whether visitors or
residents. Miss Paine comes Of an
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Blanche Ring

old New England family that, while
the first members didn't came over on
the Mayllower, they are said to have
crossed on "A smaller vessel Of the
same line
Miss Paine tried to tell me all
about the history Of the town, but
interrupted her long enough to OBJ
tain the following.
one pint soft shell clans Remove
sacks. wash in several waters to free
from sand. chop fine. Fry out three
medium slices Of fat pork and re-
move scraps Into this put the pre-
pared clans and cook "A few minutes
Thicker with flour mixed with lit
tie cold water Stir until it becomes
quite thick Season with a little but
ter. pepper and salt If necessary.
Cool and bake between Crusts same
as apple pie sServe hot.
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Forty Eighth Chapter.

TNERN day during our visit to
r, Rome / had reminded myself
Of the Reverend Mothers invi-
tation to call ON her. and sense Of
moral faint had prevented me. hut
now ! determined 60 see her at least
by going TO benediCtiou at her con-
vent church the very next day
IL happened. however. that thls was
the time When the Artists club of
Rome was giving a Ntglione Ga kind
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inal aViatOrs! said in valedictory.
But l don't know whether or no tho
Presidents daughter approves of the
tango! Only I am sure the grace and
sweet manner she brings to the part
of the Bird Spirit when she appears
on the stage as Ornis would make her
a delight to the eyes as fairy sprite
or modern girl a-sway to music OF
violin instead of bird notes.
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tinction quite apart from any inherit
ed halo.
Just now she is Centering her pow
ers on an effort to prevent the yearly
slaughter of birds that goes on in
order that Milady Fashion may look
like a feminine version of a blood
thirsty tuft-hunter
Eleanor of the Wilson's is a mod
ern Joan of Arc, who is riding a-tilt
at cruel custom and vicious vanity.
Instead of a jeweled lance she is
lifting a musical voice. And her
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-03-04
DRAWN UP IN
A KNOT WALKING
Peculiar Way in Which Lady
Had To Walk and How
Easily She Was Straight
ened Out.

Laurel Hin, Fla-The following
advices from this town tell in detail
Of Mrs Nellie Moores peculiar con
dition;
about three months ago, / was
taken down with terrible cramps /
didn't pay much attention to il at
first, but slowly and surely | got
worse until could hardly walk, aud
had to go drawn up in a knot, when
i did walk.
My husband got me some modi-
zine, but it did me no good I suf-
fered that way for a week Finally.
motherly old lady told me 10 get
! bottle of Cardui the woman IS
tonic, and I knew il was good
medicine from The start took it
according 10 directions. ANA in a
short while I felt like "a new person.
4 Cardm is like dear friend to
come and take hold and do womau's
thresome work Now. when / have
sheavy work such as washing. iron.
ing, sweepins, or sewing take q
dose OF Cardui, and ii seems 90 go
TO an my aching places and relieves
me almost instantly
Il advise an suffering women to
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-03-04
By LILLIAN LAUFERTY.

TLEANOR WILSON is the
r, daughter of the President OF
United States. But that fact
does not serve as card index to
Wilson Eleanor"
Numerous good fairies brought
gifts to her christening, SO the
youngest princess" has claims to dis
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-03-04
All for the Cause.

Then she smiled and added in a
voice that suggests her fitness to por-
tray the musical voiced bird spirit or
any right-prlncess, good-fairy char
aCter:
Il am willing to talk for the cause,
but don't make this an interview. l
want you to help me tell all our
country of the cause. II is beautiful
and worthy, so | am happy and proud
to play my part in helping save the
birds. But please make this a little
chat instead of an interview Ask
me questions and I'll try to supply
the answers"
Her smile warmed me even while
her words suggested that il would be
well TO be quick and terse and allow
the leading lady to return to re-
hearsal.
That smile serves as a handshake
and a welcome to my circle of ac-
quaintances and an enrolment among
the Eleanor Wilson fans all at once.
II flashes a spark of sympathy from
grave ray-blue eyes and sets the
slender oval face, Swallowed by soft,
wavy hair. all aglow. That smile
would make the fortune of a real
stage star-or an aspirant to political
honors.
The Portia of the birds is a tall,
slender girl of the sane, wholesome
outdoor type And she dresses with
the delightful air OF wearing clothes
that belong to her instead of in some
shop window.
A dark blue velvet suit with deep
cuffs and square collar Of marin
brought out glints OF blue in her eyes
and of martin brown in her hair and
accented the Wilderness of her throat.
A big black velvet hat with rolling
brim bore two uncurled ostrich feath-
ers whose kings Llue fronds deepened
to midnight darkness at the edges.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-03-04
Do You Know

The invitation cards to a recent
dinner at the Royal Automobile Club
were printed upside down AT the be-
ginning of the dinner the POSTMASTER
announced. Gentlemen, you may
smoke and the coffee was served,
then dessert, and SO on, working back
TO the soup which came last Mr.
Hucks and Mr. IIamel responded to
the tOaSts of their health before they
had been proposed They sat under
large mirrors, which reflected them
upside down.
The first woman to take up the
diplomatic service as a profession
has just been appointed at Chris
tiania Miss Henrietta Hoegh,
pretty woman of q, is now First Sec
rotary of Legation at the Norwegian
Legation in Mexico, She passed her
examination i'm International law and
political economy two years ago. As
First Secretary She viii have the
privilege of wearing the usual diplo-
matte uniform with the exception of
the ornamental sword and gold
braided breechos
As a means Of preventing small
boys from hanging on" to motor
cars an engineer has fitted up con-
triyance which gives an electric
shock TO the delinquent. 1t consists
of small battery and coil Of wire
so that by the pressing of button
the metal parts of the vehicle are
electrically charged.
d, r., Holloway secretary of the
Mexican Railways COMPANY I'm a lee
lure t. The members of the Chartered
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-03-04
The WomanThou
Gavest Ne
By HALL GAME.

Convright. 1912 by Hearsts Magazine,
Copyright. 1913 by Hearst Magazine.
Copyright IN Great Britain. Copyright.
1913. by J. b Lippincott Company
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-03-04
The Young Doctor.

A large company of the Roman
aristocraCy were gathered there with
their horses and hounds. and they re-
Ceived Alma and my husband with
great cordiality. What they thought
Of me- ! co not know, except that |
was a childish and complaCent wife;
and when at the sound of the horn
the hunt began and my husband and
Alma went pranCiug on with the rest
without once looking back, | asked
myself IN my shame and distress II
| could bear my humiliation much
longer
Rut then came a moment Of meX-
peCted pleasure, 4 cheerful voice
on the other side Of the car said;
Good morning, lady Raa.'
It was the young Irish doctor from
the steamer. His ship had put into
Naples for two days, and, like Mar
tin Conrad before my marriage, he
had run up To look at Rome,
but have you heard the news?
he cried.
What news"
About the South Pole Expedition
they're ON their way home"
so soon '
Yes they reached New Zealand
on Saturday was a week
And and and Martin
Conrad9"
He's we'll and what's better he
has distinguished himself"
u ... ... knew he would >
so did 1! The way was never
fearing that if they gave Mart half
a chance he would come out on topl
Do or die--t that was his watchWord.'
II know, ! know"
His eyes We're sparkling and SO
suppose We're mine, while with a joy
Gus rush Of racy words (unpunctuat-
ed by me with Yes" Yes" "Yes0
he told Of a long dispatch from the
lieutenant published by one Of the
London papers, IT, which Martin had
been specially mentioned he
had been put I'm command of some
difficult and perilous expedition, and
bad worked wonders
How splendid! How glorious, How
perfectly magnificent" said.
Isn't it2' said the doctor ana for
few moments more we banded
quick questions and replies like chill
drcn Then he said.
Blu, I'm after thinking it's mortal
strange | never heard him mention
Sou. There was only one Chum ar
nome ne used 20 talh about ami that
was ID mana boy ! mean Mally
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of fancy dress BALD. and as Alma and
my husband desired to go to it, and
We're still in the way of using me to
keep themselves in countenance,
consented to accompany them on con-
dition that l did not dress or dance,
and that they would go with me to
benediction the following day.
Dear sweet girl" said Alma we
win do whatever you like. OF course
we Will"
wore my soft satin without any
ornaments. and my husband merely
put scarlet facings on the lapels of
his evening coat. but Alma was clad
In gorgeous dress of old gold, with
Oriental skirts which showed her
limbs in front, but had a long train
behind and made her look like a
great vampire bat
IL was II o'clock before we reached
the theater, but already the audi
torium was full, and so we'll had the
artists done their work of decoration,
making the air alive with floating
specks of many -colored lights, like
the fireflies of Nemi that the scene
was one of enchantment
1t was difficult to believe that on
| the other side of the walls was the
street, with the changing electric bells
| and people hurrying by with their
collars IN for the night was cold,
and il had begun to rain as we came
| in, and one poor woman, with child
under her shawl was standing by the
| entrance trying to sell evening
| papers
sat alone in a box on the ground
tier. while Alma and my husband and
their friends were below on the level
of the potroni CHE Stalls) that had
| been arranged for the dancing. which
! began Immediately after we arrived
ana went on without a break until
long after midnight.
Supper on Stage,
Then there was supper on the stage
and those who did not eat drank a
good deal until nearly everybody
seemed to be under the influence OF
alcohol As consequence many OF
! the people especially some of the
women mot good women, l fear)
| seemed TO lose all control Of them
! selves, singing snatches of noisy
songs, slipping out of the mems
glasses. taking the smoke of cigar
cites out OF the mems mouths, sit
/ ting on the mems knees, and even
riding astride on the mems arms and
| shoulders
! | bore these sights as long as !
could, making many fruitles appeals
/ to my husband to take me home; and
J ] was Just about to leave of myself
+ being sick of the degradation Of my
I sex. when "a kind of rostrum, with an
empty chair on top Of 1t. was carried
in ON the shoulders of number OF
I men.
To Be Continued To morrow,
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y B.--Write to: Ladies Advisory
)ept., Chattanooga Medicine Co.,. chat.
anouga Tenn, Tor Spec az instructions.
qu "a page book. "Home Treatment fur
Women sent lu plain wrapper. yu rec
iFsisst.-Advt
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cause is the defense of her little
feather brothers and sisters"
So, for the sake of the birds she
loves, Miss Wilson has become an
actress.
Let Paris rule the weak minded
sisters who can not think for them
selves Eleanor Wilson wears no
paradise or aigrettes or orioles
breasts or wings of crimson warbler
She can select pretty hat-and de-
sign and make one. too.
Every woman should make her
millinery beautifully merciful instead
of barbarically murderous," said Miss
Wilson.
Each of us can start little pri-
vate sanctuary for the birds by
showing plainly that we would scorn
to wear these feathered trophies"
Then you think hat unadorned
by the elegance Of paradise can still
be as smart as those thousand dollar
creations we used to see on million
aires wives and show girls?" l asked.
Decidedly yes. Aigrettes and par
adise and soft breasts are absolutely
unnecessary to beauty of appearance
and fatal to beauty of the spirit.
To wear them is to encourage whole
sale murder. To wear them is to
create
"A lawful market, where fine ladies
pay
For plumes to wear on Sabbath and
Christ's Easter Day."
Miss Wilson's idea Is that we must
remove "murderous millinery" from
the market places of the world.
We have already forced the French
aigrette market to a very bearish
state. But the work has just begun.
Now stop and think, Milady, will
your Easter hat be fine and fair with
ribbon and flowers and tulle-or
shrieking of blood and murder?
why are these priceless little lives
sacrificed to decorate us? Not to
keep us warm or fed, or well-just
to wear as tufts of trimming" ex-
claimed Miss Wilson.
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n me capitantt % :
The record. [volume] (St. Maries, Idaho) 1913-1918, 1914-12-04
CHAPTER vnl.
The wiIes Of a Woman.

After the affair of the auto bandits
three of whom were killed-a lull fol-
lowed If you're a sailor you know
what kind of a lull mean-blue-black
clouds down the southwest horizon,
the water crinkly, the booms wabbling.
Suddenly a series Of accidents" began
to happen to Norton. At first he did
not give the matter much thought.
The safe which fell almost at his feet
and crashed through the sidewalk
merely induced him to believe he was
lucky. At another time an automo-
bile came furiously around a corner
while he was crossing the street, and
only amazing agility saved him from
bodily hurt. The car was out Of sight
when he thought to recall the number.
Then came the jolt in the subway.
Only a desperate grab by one of the
guards saved him from being crushed
to death. Even then he thought moth
ing. But when a new box Of cigarettes
arrived and he tried one and found it
strangely perfumed, and, upon further
analysis, found it to contain a Java
nese narcotic, slow but sure death,
he became wide awake enough. They
were after him. He began to walk
carefully, to keep in public places as
often as he possibly could
. He was not really afraid of death,
but he old abhor the thought of its
coming up from behind. Except for
the cigarettes they were all "acci-
DENTS" he could not have proved any
thing before jury of his intimate
friends.
He never entered an elevator with
out scrupulous care. He never passed
under coverings over the sidewalks
where construction was going on.
Still, careful as he was, death con-
fronted him once more. 1t was his
habit to have his coffee and rolls
ne rarely ate anything more for his
breakfast-sot down outside his door
every morning. The coffee, being in a
silver thermos bottle, kept its heat for
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Norton Put His Arms Around Her.
hours. When he took the stopper out
and poured forth a cup it looked oddly
black, discolored. 1t is quite probable
that had there been no series Of "ac-
cidents' he would have drunk a cup
and died in mortal agony. 1t con-
tanned bichloride of mercury.
J Very quietly he set about to make
inquiries. This was really becoming
serious. In the kitchens downstairs
nothing could be learned. The maid
had set the thermos bottle before the
door at 10:30. Norton had opened the
door at 1:80-three hours after The
outlook was not the cheerfulest. He
knew perfectly we'll why all these
things happened" he had interfered
with the plans of the scoundrels who
were making every possible move to
lkidnap Florence Hargreave.
One afternoon he paid Florence a
visit. OF course he told her nothing.
They had become secretly engaged
the day after he had rescued her from
the auto bandits. They were secretly
engaged because Florence wanted It
so. For once Jones suspected moth
ing. Why should he7 He had trou-
bles enough. AS a matter of fact,
Morton was afraid of him in the same
sense as boy is afraid Of a police
man.
But on this day, when the time
came, he accosted the butler and drew
him into the pantry.
Jones, they are after me now"
You? Explain"
Norton briefly recounted the DELHI.
crate attempts against his life
You see, I'm not liar enough 10
say that I'm not worried. am. dew.
'~liishly worried. I'm not worth any
ransom. I'm in the way. and they
seem determined to put me out Of it,
To any other man I would say
travel. But to you I say when YOU
leave your rooms don't go where you
first thought you would-that is. some
usual haunt They'll be everywhere,
near your restaurants, your clubs. your
ofhce. You're a methodical young
man; become ayratic. Keep away
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longer rode horseback, and Norton
returned to his accustomed haunts,
where no one made the slightest at
tempt upon his life. In his present
state of mind he would have welcomed
It.
whats the matter with Jim?"
asked the night city editor, raising his
eye shade.
Il don't know" answered the copy
reader.
Goes around as if he'd been eating
dope; bumped into the boss a while
ago and never stopped to apologize
Perhaps he's mapping out the front
page for that Hargreave stuff, ="
laughed the copy reader. Between
you and me and the gate post. don't
believe there ever was a man by the
name Of Hargreave."
ooh, there was chap by that name,
all right He's dead. A man can't
swim 300 miles in rough water, life
buoy or no. They ought to have
funeral services. and let it 90 at that"
'But what was the reason for that
fake cable from Gibraltar saying that
Orts was alive7 don't see any sense
in that"
@The man who pulled it OF did.
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the nights. TOR his ears were always
waiting for sounds He had cast
the chest into the sea. and it would
take dozen expert divers to locate
it, And now. atop Of all these wor-
ries, the child must fall in love with
the first comerl It was heartbreak-
ing Norton. so far as he had learned,
was cool and bravo. honest and reli-
able in a pinch; but as the husband
Of Stanley Hargreave's daughter. that
was altogether a different matter. And
he must devise some means Of putting
stop to it, but
But he was saved that trouble.
Mongoose and COBRA that was the
game being played; the cunning of
the one against the deadly venom Of
the other, If he forced matters he
would only lay himself open to the
strike of the snake. He must have
patience Gradually they were break
ing the organization looping of a
branch here and there. but the peace
of the future depended upon getting
a grip on the spine OF the cobra him
self
The trick was simple. The count
ess had news; trust her for that She
exhibited a cablegram. dated at Glib
raltar, in which the British authori-
ties stated definitely that no such a
person as William Orts. aviator, had
arrived at Gibraltar And then, as he
rose. she rose also and gently preclp-
itated herself into his arms, just at
the moment Florence appeared in the
doorway.
Very simple, indeed. When a wom-
an falls toward man there is moth
Ing for him to do but extend his arms
to prevent her from falling. Outward
ly, however, to the eye which saw
only the picture and comprehended
not the cause, it had all the hallmarks
Of an affectionate embrace.
Florence stood perfectly still for q
moment then turned away.
Il beg your pardon" said the count
ess, but a sudden fainting spell seize
me. My heart is a bit weak"
Don't mention It," replied the gal
: liant Norton He was as innocent az
babe as to what had really taker
place
Florence went back home. She
wrote a brief note to Norton and in
closed the ring which she had secret
ly worn attached to a little chail
around her neck
When Norton came the next da,
she refused to see him. 1t was al
over. She never wished to see hir
again.
HE says there has been some crue
mistake" said Jones'
Il saw him with the countess in hi
arms. l do not see any cruel mix
take in that. saw him. Tell him SC
And add that never wish to see hir
! again"
z Then she ran swiftly to her room
Q where she broke down and cried bi
terly and would not be CONFERRED b
I Susan.
Y "In heavens name, what has hal
/ pened?" demanded the frantic love
Y what has happened2"
The comedy Of the whole affair Ia
in the fact that neither of the tw
u suspected the countess, who console
them both.