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Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1914-05-15
GI EDWARD MARSHALL
FROM TI PLAY OF GDORGEM CONAN
WITH PHOTOGRAPHS
FROM SCENES IN THE PLAY

this is Mr.. Wallace speaking.
No; not Mr.. Jones. | am a friend OF
his. No; he can't come to the
phone. He's dressing.
can't make an appointment for you.
|. . What's the name? Yes;
| have 1t: Peter Pembroke.
You must see him today1
Very well, I'll tell him. Say
you'll call? All right. ri tell
him. =. Good-by."
He returned from the phone as Ran
kin ~reappeared. Wake him, did your
Yes, sir. He'll be dressed in about
ten minutes" He hustled about the
room, gathering up the newspapers. 81
told him | had just read OF his engage
ment and congratulated him"
What did he say?"
Nothing. sir; just asked for the pa
pers and a whisky sour. He says be
sure and wait"
oh, I'll wait. all right"
There was something stronger than
mere acquiescence in the young mans
voice. There was determination in IL.
Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1914-05-15
SOMETHING TO SAY FOR MULE
Travelling Tobacco Man Made a Study
Of Spanish With . Distinct OBJ
Ject In View.

Before returning from my first trip
to Cuba l improved my Spanish by
diligent study in order to inform a
mule In his own language just what I
thought Of him without any conrus-
ing eQuivocation." said a ira, cling to-
bacco man.
This mule was one that / rode on
a tour Of some tobacco plantations.
The people from whom l borrowed the
mule said that 1t Was an animal Of
tireless energy, tenacious disposition.
and marvellous speed.
~ had no sooner mounted the beast
than 1t showed q disposition to can
ter far in advance Of M party YER
hills and through fields until I real
lied suddenly that I had practically
lost the others.
81 spoke sharply to the mule and
tried to rein 1t in. Instead Of slack
ing pace the animal went faster.
II spoke more sharply still and
refined harder. Same result.
Easter and faster went the mule.
II galloped ON through forests open
country and startled villages. I might
have been galloping yet. a kind OF
nermanent John Gilpin. had l not ut
tered. wholly by. chance. 4 word Of
spanish profanity that the mule
might understand.
Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1914-05-15
Pearls From East Africa.

Cooked jewels have recently beea
offered for sale by East African ma
tives. 1t appears that pearls rs al
present traded in that country ara
fom oysters gathered by natives al
lew water for food; the pearls, l,eins
IL consequence from immature Owe.
tiers, are usually very small and die,
colored by cooking; but occasionally,
however. q very good pearl is offered
fox sale by natives, one such betns
stated to have fetched $4,000 In Fan.
7ibar. At least, it Is certain that
pearlbearing oysters exist on tho
coast. and that valuable pearls have
been occasionally found. while prac
tically no effort has been made IL
prove whether or not a profitable In
dustry Is possible
Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1914-05-15

wish to be called? What day is it
Rankin"
IT'S Thursday, sir"
Thursday Well, | tell you what
you do, Rankin. You call me on Sat
urday."
After this entirely unexpected sug.
gestion to the little butler whom he
loved, he found a devious course into
his bedroom and Rankin, after he had
watched the door close, heard the key
turn In the lock. He sank into a chair,
even his composure utterly destroyed.
In the distance a church-clock
chimed. Rankin counted the slow
strokes. Five o'clock In the morn
ing!" he said ~helplessly.
Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1914-05-15

the determination of a man who has 8
plan In mind. Thus might a fond, %u1
angry father speak, who held a rod IL
pickle for the erring son for whom he
I waited.
Nercely he paced the room until his
steps, half way to the outer hall, were
arrested by the buzzing Of the door
bell. Rankin, who had started with
the whisky sour and newspapers for
his masters door. turned back and put
them on a table.
Another early caller!" he com.
planned. The situation had begun to
get on his nerves.
III It's q newspaper reporter tell hin
Mr.. Jones Is out of town"
Yes, sir"
Wallace felt his nerves rasp az he
heard the voice which greeted Rankin
in the hall It was not that Of q Jour.
nalist, but that Of the fair and ancient
widow to whom jackson was alleged
to be aflanced. For q moment he CON.
sidered flight, but he was made OF
sterner STUFF and held himself in check.
The lady swept into the room.
1t was evident that she was Just a
bit n~onplussed at seeing him, but she
recovered quickly; she had had much
experience with the emergencies OF
life.
Good morning. MI. Wallace" she
said sweetly.
Her age, he noted, showed more
plainly in the daytime, despite the arts
which she invoked to hide 1t. He had
not seen her previously. save by arti-
fetal light.
He was shocked. She made him
think of the unpleasant mother of an
unpleasant boyhood schoolmate. He
had hated all OF them. Exactly as this
old woman now was smiling that old
woman of his early youth had smiled
when she with diabolical ingenuity had
been ~devising comprehensive plans for
spelling a days fishing.
His greeting of Mrs. Gerard was
very formal, but she did not seem to
mind.
Where is Mr., Jones?" she asked
Rankin.
He's dressing, ma'am."
Well. tell him I am here and wait.
Ing to take him for a spin through the
park. Say to him that it's a glorious
morning
There was an JUNCTION In her tones.
a hint of triumph and proprietorship
which maddened Wallace. Could II be-
possible that his good friend was to be
linked in wedlock with this-er-thisH
He was instinctively a courteous
man and his thoughts refused to form
a word to suit his wild emotions.
She turned to him. Won't Won ioin
u.s. Mr. Wallace?" Her voice was hon
eyed, though he saw that she was sure
OF MS antagonism and r~eciprocated It.
No. he snapped. 1t was an an aft
er1nought he added: "Thanks!"
You went away early last night"
she ventured, still with the honevad
smile.
Yes"
You didn't wait for the announce
ment."
No"
We're yos surprised wls.ss VIM hard
it," Ryou neaio
Staggered" ~
Inc smile deepened. sheAS most
offensive in her victory, IT tbop9bt
Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1914-05-15
HAPPY NOW
Family OF Twelve Drink Postum,

1T certainly has been a blessing in
u home" writes a young lady In re-
gard to Postum.
I am one of a family Of twelve.
who, before using Postum, would make
q healthy person uncomfortable by
their complaining Of headache. dizzi.
ness, sour stomach, ETC., from drinking
coffee.
For years mother suffered from
palpitation Of the heart, sick head.
ache and bad stomach and at times
would be taken violently i'll. About a
year ago she quit coffee and began
Postum.
MY brother was troubled with
headache and dizziness all the time
10 drank coffee. An those troubles Of
my mother and brother have disap.
peared since Postum has taken thu
place Of coffee.
"A sister was III nearly all her l;ns
wftn headache and heart trouble. ana
about all she cared for was coffee ana
tee- The doctors told her she mast
leave them alone. az medicine did her
10 permanent good.
She thought nothing would taxa
the place Of coffee until we induced
her to try Postum. Now her troublea
are all gone and she Is a happy little
woman enjoying life az people
should"
Name given by the Postum Co. Bat.
De Greek, Mich.
rostum now comes in two forms:
Regular Postum - must he wall
boiled. 15c and 2tc packages.
Instant Postum-is a soluble now.
GER A t~easpconful dissolves quickly
m q cup Of hot water and. with cream
snd sugar. makes a delicious beverage
instantly. SOC and soc tins.
The cost per cup Of both kinds II
about the =aAa.
Tnere's.a Reason" for Postum.V
sold by crocss
Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1914-05-15
MINDLESS Victory.

Aunt Dinah was a colored saint In
Charleston, who could shout above the
entire congregation. 1t was the Gus.
tom during the collection to sing
Fly abroad, thou mighty Gospel"
and Aunt Dinah always threw back
her head, shut her eyes, and sang
away Justify till the plate was re-
turned to the altar.
Deacon Alphronius Green, noting
this, stopped when he reached her
PEW one Sunday. and said:
"Look-a-heah. Dinah! What use
you a-singing Fly abroad. thou mighty
0awspel' ct you amt give nothin' 10
make her fy7"
Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1914-05-15
CHAPTER lX.--Contlnund.

Having performed this sacred nit
NJ rfendship he regained the center o
the room, looked about him as II curl
'ousiy, and then went u~nsteadily to tn,
grand piano. upon which he placed hi
SAnow with a nesting search for com
soSt which seemed to indicate a firm
6@ciston to lean against the instrument
n go 70 sleep without delay. This
would never do, for when his slumber
deep he would be sure to lose
BIS balance. RANKIN saw the deep ne.
'cessity for rousing him from his inten.
zion.
Mr.. Jones. Mr.. Jones'" he urged,
tapping him upon the shoulder.
jackson looked up, ~sleepily, as II as
tonished at the interruption OF his
SAUNDERS. Hello" he said good ma
@tnredly, who's there?"
It's Rankin. sir" said Rankin.
Who's Rankin. sir7'" The zone was
that Of tolerant curiosity to learn a to.
ul strangers unimportant Identity.
I'm the butler, sir"
Butler"
Yes, Mr.. Jones; the butler"
dh1s seemed to rouse his master and
ne looked him over with some show of
interest. "A butler!" he exclaimed in
tones of deep reproach. Aren't you
"~hArf8d OF yourself? When you were
" little boy your mother had great
Ropes Of you-thought you were going
a. he president of the United States,
nr something like that"
Elauk1n bowed impassively; he did
deny It.
NOW" said his employer with the
deepest of reproach, you've disappoint. |
cd everybody, You've turned out to be
nothing but a butler. You ought to be
ashamed OF YOURSELF"
Rankin was not offended; instead
his air was that OF triumph. "Ah, but
zee who's butler l am, sir" he ex.
claimed.
Who's butler are your inquired
Broadway. apparently with idlest curl
nj yOuT DutleT, BIT. |
"Oh, you're my butler" This seemed
TO be especially astonishing.
though deeply interesting to the mas
Stsr of the house.
yes, sir"
Broadway looked at him with a glad
rAmile. then with an earnest and enthu-
elastic gravity. He warmly shook his
hand Il congratulate you, Rankin.
I'm very fond Of my butler" His sen.
etment rose higher and he patted Ran.
Pin on the cheek, Il love my little but
Der. You must come out with me some
night. Rankin"
Il should like to, sir" said Rankin
1Kuthfully.
broadway became gay. mysterious.
He looked at Rankin slyly and himself
sssayed to whistle some bara of the
Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1914-05-15
The Trimmer


The late Bishop Bowman" said
q Philadelphia minister, "once re-
buked my too soft and c~onciliatory
leanings by telling me q story about
. little girl.
This little girl, it seems, had writ
tan with great pains . composition
on the COW. The composition ran al
follows:
THE COW Is q very useful animal
That evaAing the bishop dined at
the little gtrl's house, and her mother.
since she was Q very little girl, in
ssed. was proud Of the composition.
and requested Its author to read II
aloud.
The little girl got her manuscript.
but, instead Of reading 1t as it stood.
Ehe amended 1t on the bishops behalf
70 that It ran:
THE COW Is the most useful ami
nal there Is except religion"
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~V|OUHT 80 6TGE ANLANEA4N1 coz

you would be. What do you think .
1t all?"
AS he thus apologized. disguised
worried. even frightened by the mud
die in which his friend had so involve,
himself, entirely ignorant Of the sorr,
cause which had led Broadway to tn,
fatal step. that young man entered
rom the hall, having effaced as man,
traces as he could of the wild night
ana rightly clothed himself for morn
ing callers. AS he advanced h.
nummed a stanza from some cabaret
Iavor1te which ran, monotonously: az
love you; oh, l love you!"
she looked at him with natural in
dignation.
you'll pardon me, Mrs. Gerard" he
said apologetically. but | was think.
Ing OF something funny"
Something that just happened ?"
she said suspiciously.
NO." he replied earnestly, some.
thing that happened years ago."
For a moment I thought you were
laughing at me-" she admitted.
oh, Mrs. Gerard-how could your"
sne was pacif1ed. Taking herself
with perfect seriousness she did not
iall to credit others with the same in
tentfon. Il know I'm horribly touchy
IN some respects" She would gaily.
almost babyishly. Mother always
calls me a silly child"
His establishment was genuine.
your mother! Is your mother still
living?"
Why, yes; Of courge. And what a
mother!" she cried enthusiastically.
What a wonderful mother! Sixty
five!"
AS she had herself at least reached
that age, he felt himself pardonable
for interpreting her meaning as he did.
"Sixty-fve children? Really"
No, no."
No. Of couree not" he admitted.
What am thinking of"
Ten children" said the ancient
sweetheart Of his friend. Five boys,
five girls. The baby they always call
He was literally withered by the
bold effrontery of this. It seemed in
credible even to the bald complacency
Of this extraordinary dame. But he
was young and rapid Of recovery. 81
suppose" he suggested with mild eye
and an inquiring air, that most of
boys are still going to SCHOOL,"
Why, Of course mott" She seemed
to be taking him quite seriously. to be
pleased, in fact. They all married?"
Foolish youngsters!"
"Oh. I don't know. I married nv
first husband when l was eighteen. Her
grew reminiscent. When she ,
spoke 1t was az If she made conces-
sion Of unwelcome truth to him be- |
cause he was a.friend-a confidential |
friend. That's twenty sears ago!"
He was losing patience with the
do you mean to tell me that
gou're-"
"sh!" she cautioned playfully. "I
1on't tell my age to everyone!"
II can readily understand that"
How old r you. Mr.. Wallace!" abe
asked sweetly, evidently pleased at
he establishment Of confidential rels-
ions with this. Broadway's most init
nate friend.
"Ill be twelve In October" he re-
,lied with a calm smile.
'Twelve!" She paused and then
BURST into her small cackle Of artificial
aughter. "Oh. I see; you want me to
add about twenty to that!"
YES" he exclaimed ungallantly, dis
yustedly, "and add about thirty more
o your own"
What" She was instantly indig-
liant, not unnaturally.
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NPSI

ackso Jones. nicknamed Broadway
because OF his continual glorihcation OF
rev fork's great t~horoughfare. Is anx-
Pus TO get apay from hin home town Of
S~oneSvtiie. Abnsr Jones. his uncle. Is
w angry because Broadway refuses to
settle down and take a place In the gum
FACTORY In which hz succeeded 10 his
qAthers interest. JSdge Spotswood in
ScTna broadway that $500 % loft him by
mis- father is at his disposal Broadway
Saskss record time in heading for HIS
RsvoFtte street IN Now York. With his
rev York friend. Robert Wallace, Broad
way creates a sensation by his eHtrava-
6nnca on the White Way. -Four years
Rasn n Broadway suddenly discovers
mat he is not only broke. but heavily In
dent He applies to his uncle for a loan
ard receives a package OF chewing gum
win the advice TO chew It and forget his
troubles. He quietly seeks work without
soccsaA. Broadway gives what Ia In
4nned to be n farewell supper to his New
YORK friends. and before 1t 10 over be-
comes engaged TO Mrs. Gerard, and an
Sfsnt widow. wealthy and very giddy.
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G@0J


What / yelled was the Spanish fol
'Whoa! 1t stopped the mule like
magic. Throughout the trip I had been
yelling Git up without knowing II
while saving at the reins.
But that mule heard a lot or un
ineligible Spanish from me beforS
l left Cuba"
Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1914-05-15
Business.

Business.
Business is the king pin Of all pro-
fessions-the master profession, be-
cause business is the one fabric
woven out Of all entangled activities
OF a community which go to make up
society, and society is life.
Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1914-05-15
MRS. Lapstinq Explains.

We're always careful about theos
contiguous diseases" said Mrs. Lap
sling, When Johnny had got we'll .,
the measles We bought some sulphus
candles and disconnected the houE
0 Top to 'hottom."~ Chicago T,'a
Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1914-05-15

oh, come. now. Mrs. Gerard" h
urged. you don't expect me to be
lieve that you"
She was thoroughly indignant. "How
dare you. sir! Do you know whst
you're saying?"
Il know what I'd like to say" hG
confessed. looking steadfastly at her.
About what?"
About your engagement to youns
Mr.. Jones. Why, you're not taking the
chap seriously. are your?
Her anger grew. "Wha do you
mean?"
Just what l say" he answered firm
ly. That It's all wrong. It's impos'
sible. The idea Of a woman of your
age imagining for q moment that this
boy 10 fool enough to think Of such q
thing! Do you stop to think what peo.
pie will say? Don't you realize that II
can't be? That it's simply preposter
GUS? Why"
Are you trying to insult me, sir?"
No." he answered earnestly, I'm
trying to ave you from being humili.
ated and laughed at. Deny the story
at once. Say it was all a Joke. Say
anything. but for heavens sake don't
let 1t 80 any further!"
She gazed at him in speechless
wrath while he nervously paced the
room.
Surely he said whirling, you
don't think he seriously considers mar.
rying your"
And why not?" Her icy tone was
full of outraged dignity.
Because 1t would be a %ridiculoua
match. Give 1t serious thought. You're
a sensible woman, figure 1t out fol-
yourself. Why, you're more than twice
his age!"
"Sir!"
why, he's only twenty-tive--noa
that, yet"
She gazed at him in speechless rage
for twenty seconds, then said. explo.
sively: "You-brute!"
I'm your friend" he urged. I'm
trying to help you. I'm trying to save
you from being made the laughing
stock of the town"
DO you mean to insinuate that
Jackson doesn't love me?"
jackson doesn't love anyone except
a good time, Why, he doesn't take
anything seriously, especially women.
To my knowledge he's been engaged
to thirty since he's been here in New
He made no reply, merely casting al
her a m~alevolent, sidelong glance.
I say what do you think OF it ALI"
What do you think Of 1t, y~oufself?-
Il am as happy as a little birdy in q
tree-top." she replied, assuming airs
reserved for maidens Of sixteen.
Against his will. indeed, to his al.
tonishment. he burst into q roar OF
laughter.
T-dont-be1ieve you!"
He shrugged his shoulders. "very
we'll; go ahead: it's no affair of mine"
She agreed with this. You'll de
well to remember that. Attend ID
your own business, Mr.. Wallace"
Excuse me-" he said apologeticaly,
I'm sorry I spoke"
At sight Of Mrs. Gerard he bright
ened and sprang toward her eagerly
He was not the one to 60 back on 9
bargain, or to make Q wry face ovea
necessary medicine.
Beatrice; My Beatrice!" he cried.
Wallace eyed them with disgust Il
hey few into each others arms.
Having released his Beatrice, my
Beatrice" he turned to Wallace with &
,alm which Wallace could not but ad.
nire. The youngster certainly wa,
game! Good morning, Bob"
Wallace scorned him.
CTO BE CONTINUED)
Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1914-05-15
CalomeI 10 an Injurious DRUG

Caiomei 10 an Injurious DRUG
and Is being displaced in q great
many sections of the South by DR..
g. B. Williams Liver and Kidney
Pills. These pills stimulate the Liver
and Bowels without that weakening
after effect which Calomel auses
Sold by dealers Csc. bottle. Sample
mailed free on request. The G.. B.
williams Co., Quitman, Ga.-Adv.
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wedding march. Il know something
you don't know" he cried irrelevantly.
Rankin listened with respect and
close attention. His curiosity was al.
most painful.
But his master did not satisfy It.
Nov I'll bid you goodnight, Rankin.
Eightie, nightie!" Genially he waved
his hand at aim, laughed, whistled an.
other bar or two and deliberately made
the starboar' tack toward the door OF
~ bedroom.
Rankin made no protest; he knew
better. "Whan do you wish to be
called, sir?'
~Oh, that's so, | must be called" his
master granted after a seconds deep
and serious thought. Then, in a deep
Judy. NOV, vt NE see-when do |
Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1914-05-15

Dr.. Pierce's Pleasant Pellets regulate
md invigorate stomach, liver and bowels.
Dugar-coated. tiny granules, easy to take 90
candy. Adv.
Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1914-05-15
Lose Habits Of Industry.

Women of France and other coun.
tries Of Europe are much more indus
trious than when they come to this
country.
Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1914-05-15

Mrs. Sarah A. Conboy Of Roxbury.
Mass, is national organizer Of the
United Textile Workers union.
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The Three Times Widow to Share
Her Millions With Broadway's
Own Jackson Jones.

This Announcement, Which Surprised
New York, Was Made Last Might at
a Dinner-Party Given by the Young
Spendthrift In Honor OF the Wealthy
Widow"
Wallace dropped the paper and
looked at 1t as 1t lay upon the floor
with discomfort apparent in his coun-
tenaAce, That's the biggest laugh
New York has had in years." he
groaned. I'D like to-"
Upon a nearby table the telephone
buzzed busily. He went to 1t.
Hello" said he. Yes. :, No;
Evening star., 1914-09-27

Il am still better worker than
you are. Phil" Betty answered with
a laugh. with all the people to whom
you hand tea that they don't want
especially; show to seats they could
interested and even the millions of let
tiers you write, do you believe you are
doing more than I? My husband" and
Betty spoke with pride, lis doing
great deal for the women in my state.
There is not an underpaid girl in his
establishment and he employs great
many. Phil. Our home." and Betty's
eyes shone. "is one of the happiest in
the world. Our boys are being taught
that there isn't anything quite SO
precious as their sister; so they are
bound to grow up with great respect
for other sisters. And last, but not
least, our little daughter is being
ileges with her brothers. Are you
doing more than that. Phil?'
We'll" and Phyllis laughed nervous
Just then one of the boys remem-
bered there were a number of things
to tell this new 'Tanty." SO he prompt
ly began a discourse on choo choo cars.
red balls and so forth. while the other
of "bowwows" and moo cows" In the
face of these important topics the
cause" was dropped. At last they
came to where the ways parted and
=
babies. to visit Betty.
If Phyllis was absert-minded at din
ner 1t was because of the memory OF
the little hands that had chung around
pressed against her own. 1t was nice
to be loved. she admitted later as she
stood before her desk with its special
pigeonhole. She took the bundle Of
letters and shuff1ed them until she came
to the one postmarked april" With a
picture Of the happiest home in the
world still In her mind Phyllis started
to write a second answer to this letter.
The telephone clamored persistently In
the next room until the maid came to
answer 1t. Tell her I am very busy.
and II l have time I will call her up
she sad eousnt sns presds
the league meeting and really didn't
have time to prepare paper on What
Women Have Done.'"
Phyllis had never wasted so much
that day. but at last the letter was I'm
fshed and was model of wOmanly
sweetness. She even told him about
the: bungalow and ended with hope
that he would be able to accept the in
vitation her mother was sending that
he might spend the holidays with them.
When the letter was at last sealed and
slant against her cheek. then she got
her wraps. because she was going to
mail 1t herself.
"Be back socnT' her father asked, as
they met in the hall. "I am going to
the post Office" she told him. Some
thing in her voice made him take her
hand. He saw the letter and read its
address. then taking her face between
his hands he looked deep into her eyes.
put his arms around her. and held her
close for an instant and opened the
door for her and walked with her into
the street. He watched her disappear
into the darkness with her letter. His
the twitter Of the little red-breasted
birds that f1uttered in and out among
the soft. gray foliage in the south room
of the bungalow.
THE END.1