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Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-01-10

the very thing he hasn't got In other
words, he's little off his head-and
the society of-an artist in charm"
She smiled rather sadly
And then he added. II must seem "A
rather ungraCiOus host"
To an unlimited guest" and she
struggled bravely to keep all the hurt
out of her voice.
All, don't, Well forget all that.
Why, I've talked to You like an old
Irlend-l trust you-and | trust Tom.
II only nothing sets him off in a
wrong direction there's a chance of
him and Racie coming together-and
as long as there is a chance I'll stand
by"
And I'll help you" answered the
woman. So they shook hands on that.
Other Women.
But frankly, Mr. Ingraham-t
are other women in the world-and
your sister is behaving as if there
were not. All these women on vour
boat seem to think that. once married
they have nothing further to gain
or lose"
1T works out pretty badly, doesn't
it ?" said Ingraham.
Mrs. Frost nagS her husband and
heIlttles him-and he responds to
anyone's affection like a lost dog. Mr.
Packard is only a big, vain, affection
ate child-whO is neglected for bridge
and your sisters husband-Oh
1t is too easy-of course, they don't
want return tickets Then. with
an abrupt change of manner as she
realized just how sadly easy it all
was, she added: Where can you
land me-"
IF this fog lifts Wen make New
London before tomorrow morning"
And I'll go ashore early" said Mrs
ollVer somehow conspiring with this
kindly, friendly man-who liked her
Tor all the things other men failed to
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-01-10

Well" continued his friend Che
insured five hundred cigars. smoked
them, and then sent in a claim on
the ground that they had been de-
stroyed by fire"
And of course, he got laughed al "'
Not bit of it. The company mas
had him arrested on a charge of ar
SON"
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-01-10
SMART BUSINESS

Young Waggles.' remarked Flip
son, as he made himself comforta BILE
in a deep club armchair. has had the
laugh turned on himself in his little
Joke against the Flames Fire lnsur-
anCe Company"
What do you mean" asked Flip
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-01-10
BBE BRENTOT had just I'm
\ ished his dinner when the maid
entered.


u ished his dinner when the maid
entered
There Is a man outside. Father
who wants to see YOU" she said. put
he said he would walt until you mao
finished eating"
Il have finished. Theresa. ASK
him to come in.
A broad shouIdered, strongly built
man of about fifty came in. HIS
sarb betrayed the sailor and his
smooth shaver face was frank ana
honest, with a pair of bright blue
eyes that looked straight into yours
you do not remember me, Father"
he said politely.
NO, l am sorry to say I do not
81 am Captain Lebriquaire, who
married Maria Aubert, the daughter
of the confectioner.'
The sound of this name called forth
in the memory of the priest from
many people dead and buried fair
haired, frail figure. He had seen her
ton; afterward she had stood before
him in her bridal dress. and last lime
he remembered her waxen face in the
light of the candles at her coffin. He
remembered her great sorrow, the
sorrow of a young woman who knows
che must die.
But since then fifteen years had
passed. and very little had been heard
of Captain Lebriquaire. People knew
that he was the master of vessel in
Chinese waters, and that he had never
married again.
1T is a long time. Captain Lebri-
quaire." said the priest. with his gen
tie smile. since we have seen any
thing of you here
The sailor sighed
There is nothing that binds me 20
my old home any more and to be
quite frank. / cannot bear The sight
of the quay at Honfleur, because it
reminds me of the days when my wife
stood there waiting for me. Nobody
waits for me any more and it makes
life dreadfully empty"
And still you have come home"
TT is another death that brings me
here now. l have a message for you.
Father"
A MESSAGE.
He paused for moment before he
went on.
Did you ever know the Mederie
Auberts. Father? They lived on the
road to Villerville and were cousins
of my wifes. She visited them very
often when l was away. There were
three girls and a boy there and I
was always glad to know she was
with them instead of sitting alone in
our little house. When she died I
asked the boy to come with me- He
did and rose from sailor to my first
mate.
We sailed together, he and I. for
fifteen years, Father. all around the
world. He was only five months
younger than l, but | always looked
upon him as my son. He resembled
my wife and when he came to me he
was suffering with consumption. the
same disease that robbed me Of my
Wife, but the salt air cured him and
90 grew strong and broad shouldered.
suddenly, however. some months ago
while we were rounding Cape Horn,
he had a hemorrhage and a few weeks
later he was dead. 1t was a dreadful
blow to me. almost as bad as when
I lost Maria.
"One night a few days before he
died he called me ana when l was
kneeling at is bunk, he said
I am dyins. Lebriquaire. DO. not
trJ to deny it, for l know that you
shall have to bury me In the ocean
before you see land again. am sorry
TO leave you and afraid to die with
out making a confession and get alb
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-01-10

What. Mother Mine. is Ambition?
1t is a praiseworthy hope and de-
sire, child, to do great things Every
one IS we'll supplied in youth, but II
dwiudles away in time like a cake OF
soap SO that by the time y man ID
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-01-10

What, Mother, is meant by house
party" l read of it often these days.
A house party Child, Is one where
the hostess has to worry about sheets,
as well as tablecl oths.
What. Mother. is a debutante?
1t is name, My Dear, given to a
girl when she is about sixteen and
which makes her much harder to get
along with than II she goes by the
old-fashioned name of lone of the
young 'uns.'
What. Mother, is a compliment?
1t is that gentle art Ny Child. that
II used with nicely as handle will
open any door.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-01-10
A Tragic Short Story Complete
Abso1ution---Or What
| 4 the Priest Knew 4
The tale of man who had strength enough to
forgive.


solution. Now. I know you will do
what ask you to- When I am dead
you must open my trunk You will.
hnd large sealed letter which | hays
written since l began to get sick. 1t
Is my confession. You must hand II
to the priest OF Notre- Dame-de-Gracs
when you come home and tell him
that sincerely repented my sins
Three days later he died. 1 found
MS confession and 1 have come to
hand it to you"
Lepr1quaire handed the abbot a let.
ter sealed with five red seals
The priest stood silent for mn.
DeHt.
cannot give dissolution to a man
VINO is absent. The Church does nor
permit this, but it teaches that Gods
mercy is boundless and that renen+-
ance alone is enough to wipe out all
our sins. will read the letter"
HORRIBLE CONFESSION.
lie opened it and began to read
The captain sat looking at che floor
Not once did he raise his eyes.
The letter ran:
In the Name of the Father, the
Son and the Holy Ghost:
i accuse myself of having loved
my cousin, Lebriquaire's wife Will.
ne was away l ask for mercy and
forgiveness"
Inc abbot looked at the sailor. This
was strange case. he thought. Il
was no ordinary concession which
must be kept secret 1t was a dead
man who asked to be forgiven.
1t is beyond my power" thought
the priest. TO cleanse him from this
SIN The only one who can do that is
the man against whom he has sin,ed
but how am l to break this dreadful
news to this honest man? How can
| tell him that the two beings he
loved were unfaithful to him. Oh.
Lord. tell me what to do"
He kneeled down and prayed fer
vently and suddenly he saw what he
must do. Lebriquaire's sorrow was
as nothing compared to the sufferfngs
of these two souls in purgatory. An
other man might have hesitated, but
he as a priest had no choice. He
must defend the dead against the
living.
He unbuttoned his coat and put the
letter into an inside pocket. Then he
said in his genlest voice: "Lebri-
quaire, are you a Christian"
Yes, Father"
Then let your heart speak. The
absolution this poor soul asks for l
cannot grant"
Who. then. CAM"
You"
TRAGIC MOMENTS
The sailor Strengthened himself I'D
His eyes were still staring at the
floor, his arm crossed over his chest
He was bordering how it could be
that he was the one to grant abso-
luton. Suddenly he passed his hand
quickly across his face as II tearing
away a veil.
He xroaned and stared into space
His eyes filled with intense anguish.
His face flushed and the eyes grew
bloodshot with fury.
The priest looked at him sadly.
and he who had seen so much human
sorrow and despair seemed to lose all
his courage face to face with this
silence.
Forgive" he whispered. And his
word acted on this flame OF fury as
cold, pure water on a bleeding wound.
The captain felt the rush of blood to
his brain stop and recede. He
raised his head and looked at the
priest for short moment.
Then he threw from his pocket a
gold coin and laid it on the table and
said:
Take this. Father. and say mass
for their souls"
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-01-10
NELIZED BY
ga 1a67A1

From the play by Anne Crawford FTexner
now running at the Comedy Theatre New Yorl
City; Copyright 1913 by International New,
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-01-10
: TABLOID TALES X

seventy he can't remember that he
ever had any In the tub with him.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-01-10

sY sisters oldest son Is cumming
MI up to the house tonite sed Ma.
lVX He has been on the stage the
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-01-10

bat ! the nature OF yure aes'
Ma. = ....
New Ulm review. (New Ulm, Brown County, Minn.) 1892-1961, 1914-06-10

distinctly. "Ana cont mister It, He'll
understand"
"Thenk you.' muttered the servant
blankly and turned.
On impulse P. Sybarite strobe after
him.
ION second thoughts. you needn't
announce me. I'll go up with YOU
I'm afraid can't permit that. SIR"
observed the butler, Mortified. If
was to permit that. sir, it might cost
me my position"
'Welr'-
P. Sybarite drew back, relenting.
But at this juncture. from point d.
rectly over their heads. the voice Of
Brian Shaynon interrupted them.
who is that, Soames:" be called
impatiently. without making himself
visible. HAS Mr.. Bayard returned?''
mo. SIR the butler called. distress
ed. '1t's-it's person. sir-insists on
seem you-says lis mines Nemmysis."
There was sound of heavy. drag
ging footsteps on the upper landing.
and Brian Shaynon showed himself at
Che head of the stairs; now without
| his furred great coat. but still in the
| evening clothes of Elder Responsibility
-Respectability sadly rumped and
maltreated.
Il don't seem to know you" be said
slowly. with weary shake of his
| baad.- :.And--it's. most inopportunn
the hour ] fear you must excuse me-"
His accents quavered ENORMOUSLY,
and p. Sybarite. with flash Of scorn.
| put his condition down to drink.
Par from it." he retorted ruthless
~. What have you done with Marian
BlesSington?''
"Mar-Marian" the old voice tier
! ated. Why. she'-the man pulled
| himself, together with a determined eff
fort-'she's in her room of course
! Where should she be?''
us that true?" F. Sybarite demand
ed of the butler in manner so perem-
| tory that the answer slipped out before
| the fellow realized it.
Miss Marian 'asn't returned as yet
from the ball. he whispered. '"E-'e's
not quite 'imself. sir Els 'ad a bit Of
shock, as one might s'y. I'd go easy
on i'm, if you'll take word from me- .
But P. Sybarite traversed his advice
without an instant's considerat ton.
Brian Shaynon." he called. you lie.
The police have caught Red November
| I'll worm the truth out of him within
twenty minutes. if don't get it from
you now. The games up. Come!
What have you done with the girl?''
For all answer. a low cry. like the
! plant of broken hearted child. issued
from the leaden. writhen lips of the old
man. He seemed suddenly to lose the
strength of his limbs. His legs shook
beneath him as with palsy; and then.
knees bnckling. he tottered and plnng-
ed headlong from top to bottom of the
staircase.
Kneeling beside the body Of Brian
Shaynon. where it had lodged on a
broad. low landing three steps from
the. bottom of the staircase. the butler
turned up to P. Sybarite fshy. unemo-
tional eyes in pasty fat face.
Els gone.'' he announced.
The little man said nothing.
ITO BE Continued
New Ulm review. (New Ulm, Brown County, Minn.) 1892-1961, 1914-06-10
GRAY HAIR BECOMES
DARK, THICK, GL0ssI
Look years younger! Try GrandnaI
recipe of Sage and Sulphur
and nobody will know.

Almost everyone knows that SAGE Tx
and Sulphur, properly compounded.
brings back the natural color and lustzR
to the hair when faded, streaked or gray;
also ends dandruff, itching scalp an
stops falling hair. Years ago the only
way to get this mixture was to make il
at home, which is mussy and trouble
some.
Nowadays we simply ask at any drw
store for "Wyeths Sage and Sulphur
Hair Remedy You will get a larze
bottle for about SO cents. Everybody
uses this old, famous recipe, because m
one can possibly tell that you da1kensH
your hair. as it does it SO naturally ami
evenly. You dampen q sponge or soxt
brush with it and draw this through
your hair, taking one small strand attn
time; BY morning the gray hair ,disap-
pears, and after another application oc
two, your hair becomes Beautifully dark.
thick and goeey and You look yeazs
younger.
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CHAPTER XIII.
Nemesis.

~UDDENLY it became plain to p.
VaA Sybarite that if in truth it was
A1 with her as be feared at least
two persons knew what had
become of the girl-two persons aside
from himself and her hired kidnapers
Brian Shaynon and Bayard, his son
He gave the operator the address of
Shaynon's town house and as the car
slipped away from the hotel was sensi-
BILE of keen regret that he had left at
Peter Kenny's at the time he changed
his clothing the pistol given him by
Mrs. Jefferson lnche. together with the
greater part of his fortuitous fortune.
In five minutes the car drew up in
front OF one Of those few old fash
Toned brownstone English basement
residences which today survive on
Fifth avenue below Fifty ninth street.
elbowed and frowned down upon by
beetling hives of trade
Laying hold Of an obsolete bellpull.
P. Sybarite yanked it with a spirit in
tune with his temper Immediately
and considerably to his surprise the
doors were thrown open. and on the
threshold butler showed a face gray
with the strain of a sleepless night
Mr.. Shaynon?" the little man de-
manded sharply.
Mr.. Bayard Shaynon as just gone.
not five minutes ago. SIR
Gone where -
ITO his apartments. l presume sir,
Then Ill see Mr.. Brian Shaynon.'''
I'm afraid. sir. Mr.. Shaynon is ard
~ likely to see any one at this hour
Hell see me-" replied F. Sybarite
He hasn't gone to bed. gather?'.
Not yet. sir. but 'e's goin' imme
date"
Very well. You may as we'll let me
i'm
Suspicious. but impressed, the serv-
ant shutf1ed aside, and P. Sybarite
brushed past him into the hallway.
Where is hep
If you'll give me your nine, sir, I'll
tell him you're ERE"
+. Sybarite hesitated He was in no
mood for joking. vet certain dour
humor IN the jest caught his fancy and
persuaded his better judgment.
Nemesis" he said briefly.
m !. ma me- what? Beg pardon.
sir!!'S Fl 4,
Nemesis. z. Sybarite articulated
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- get of two score grinning or
~ surprised stares. they strobe
across the lobby and through
the office
1t was Immediately closed and the
key. turned in the lock. was removed
and pocketed by the detective
In this room, a small interior apart
ment plainly furnished as private Of
flee. two people were waiting, a stout,
smooth little man with a mustache of
foreign extraction who. on better ac-
quaintance. proved to be the manager
OF the establishments; the other Bayard
Shaynon, stationed with considerable
caution on the far side of the room.
"Well?" P, Sybarite demanded of his
captor the moment they We're private
Take it calm. son: take it calm"
counseled the man, his manner not al
together lacking in good nature.
There seems to be some question as to
your right to attend that party up
stairs; we got to investigate you for
the sake Of the rep. Of the house. Get
me?'
P. Sybarite drew a long breath. If
this We're all.
Il freely admit have no card of in
vitation"
Mr.. Shaynon." went on the detec-
tive, says he saw you lift a diamond
brooch Off n Mrs. Addison Strone while
you was comm down in the elevator"
And while P. Sybarite gasped the de-
tective looked to Shaynon for confirma-
!. ton.
y II stood behind him in the elevator
coming down, ten minutes or so ago."
the latter stated heavily. Mrs. Addi-
son Strone was Immediately in front of
him. The cage was badly crowded-no
one could move
AS l got in l noticed that Mrs.
Strone's brooch. gold bar set with
several large diamonds. was apparent
~ loose-pin had parted from the
catch. you knOW-and meant to warn
her she was in danger of losing it, but
couldn't without shouting over this
fellows head. so~waited until we got
out. and then. when l managed to get
to her, the brooch was gone. Later l
remembered this-fellow-and, looking
round the lobby. saw him in corner
apparently concealing something about
his person Then l spoke to you about
it,
P. Sybarite's face settled into grim
lines.
"Shaynon,' he said slowly, without
visible temper. "ths won't get Won
anything but trouble. Remember that
when come to pay you out-unless
youth have the grace to retract here
and now"
- ITO save time" Shaynon suggested
dispassionatey You might explore his
coattail pockets first 1t was there
that l saw him secrete the brooch"
Nervously in his Indignation P. Syba
rite caught his coattails from beneath
his Inverness, dragged them round in
front of him. and. fumbling, found a
pocket
Cropping therein. his fingers brushed
something strange to him-a small.
hard. irregular body which. escaping
his clutches, fell with a soft thud to
the carpet at his feet 1t was the
brooch
With noncommittal grunt the de-
tective stopped and retrieved this
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he fed like a madman down Fifth ave

2 4 81
he fed like mailman down Fifth ave
nue.. % III III al. I'M ,a
Deliberately had he permitted him
self to be duped. circumvented, over
reached *
Why had he never for an instant
dreamed that the words "two-thirty"
could indicate anything hue the hour Of
some otherwise undesignated appoint
ment? OF course It had signifed the
number OF Marian's carriage check,
'23O." .a
IL he hxd ere this entertained any
doubts whatever Of the ugly grounds
for his fears. they were now resolved,
by recognition Of Bayard's clumsy
ruse. to keep him both out Of the cab
and out Of the way while November
and his lieutenants executed their in
famous commission.
And all that ewas now ten-fifteen-
twenty minutes old. Marian's car was
gone. and If it had not reached the
Plaza the girl was lost, irrevocably lost.
On the way to the Bizarre from
Peter Kenny's rooms. some freak Of a
mind specifically preoccupied had
caused him to remark. on the south
side of Forty-third street. Immediately
east Of Sixth avenue. a long rank Of
buildings
OF these. one building boosted the
blazing electric announcement. "AN
Night Garage"
Into this last p. Sybarite pelted at
the top of his speed and pulled up
putting. to stare nervously round a
place gloomy. cavernous and pungent
with fragrance of oil. rubber and gaso
line. Out of the shadows behind him,
presently. came a voice. drawing:
''You certainly do take on like you'd
lost a power Of trouble"
Taxi" the little man painted vo-
| eiferously
The other yawned and stretched.
ut can't be DONE" he admitted fairly.
"They amt no such animal on the
premises.
With gesture P. Sybarite singled
out the nearest car.
whats that?'' he demanded an
grily.
Ten dollars an hour
"1'll take It,
But you asked for a taxi grum-
bled the man. rising to press button.
Whereupon bell shrilled somewhere
in the dark backward of the establish
ment. ''DepOsit?'' be suggested, turn
ing back.
P. Sybarite disbursed golden
double eagle. and to the operator who.
reused by the bell. presently drifted
out Of the shadows. gaping and rub
bling his eyes. he promised liberal
! tip for haste.
In two minutes he was rolling ont OF
the garage ensconced in the body Of a
luxurious and high powered touring
machine which he strongly suspected
to be somebody's private car lawlessly
! farmed out while it's owner slept
| Self conscious and i'll at ease, be pre-
scented himself to the amused inspec-
ton Of the night force in the Office OF
the Plaza. made his halting inquiry
and received the discounted assurance
that Miss Blessington. although a
known and valued patron Of the house
was not then its guest He turned
away. sobered. baft1ed. outwitted and
miserably at a loss to guess what next
| to do.
=; Gloomily he paused with hand on
| the open door of his car. thoughts pro
! foundry disturbed and unsettled. for So
long that the operator grew restless.
Where next. Sir?" be asked.
| wait" said p. Sybarite in man.
ner of abstraction that did him no in.
| justice.
New Ulm review. (New Ulm, Brown County, Minn.) 1892-1961, 1914-06-10
JUNE, ALMINAK

June, the munth ov roses, red rose white
rose negroes and watermelons. Frlm the
LIST to the 21st the sun IL in the sign of Ge-
mini, meanin twins. Twins born in June
will not need to be Graded mites az long
az luther children because thare shorter.
Wilder weeds generally disappear in
June and BEGUN June brides.
Tu prevent milk frum becuming sour in
June, Keep it in the Kow,
To kill the germs in milk fed to infants,
boil the child until we'll done.
Never go to bed with yur boots on dur
in thunder storm. In Nebrasky new
pair waz injured that wa.
. 4 J. . 2
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The Day
@ Days
By LOUIS
JOSEPH VANCE
Copyright, 1912, by the Frank A.
Munsey Co.
CHAPTER XII.
Tie Brooch.

- HOULDER to shoulder, the tar
- get of two score grinning or
~ surprised stares, they strobe
across the lobby and through
The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1914-01-29
Do We Eat Too Much?

Four meals a day is the average
persons program-different dishes at
each meal, and feeling that some
thing must be wrong II the appetite Is
not up to the mark each time
Do we, as nation, physically pro
gress on this scale? Coarse brown
bread and sour wine was the staple
diet of the Roman soldiers who built
such wonderful roads, and carried a
weight of armor and luggage that
would appal the average porter Reg.
ularity and constancy in exercise, and
temperance in diet, was their motto.
The coOlie fed on rice has greater
endurance, is more active, and keeps
more fit than the negro fed on meat.
Sour olives and little fruit enable
the porters Of Smyrna comfortably to
walk off with their load Of 100 pounds
weight.
In Spain the peasant works all day
and dances half the night, yet rarely is
his food varied from black bread, on.
ion and watermelon.