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NJ RENE BACHE.

W ply does the Moro run amuck?
M Only very recently have Ameri-
w cans In the Philippine Islands
found out the reason. In nine
cases out Of ten II Is not on account
Of religion. nor yet to punish his enc
mics. but because he is unable to get
a wife.
The matter has intimately to do with
the practice OF polygamy in the islands.
Feudal chieftains known as datus and
other wealthy Moros buy up the women.
The poor man. unable to bid high
enough for the hand OF the lady Of his
choice. Is reduced to despair. Often 1t
happens that when he has fulfilled an
agreement to work for the parents Of
a girl year or two Years. to pay
for her. he is denied the possess
sion Of her after all. Then he becomes
perhaps a juramentado. binding. himself
by an oath to slay. and starts out to
kill everybody he comes across until at
length he himself is killed.
THE most difficult problem the
American Government has to handle in
dealing with the Moros is that of polyg-
amy and concubinage." says Brig Gen.
John j. Pershing in a report to the War
Department, because these practices
are covered by the cloak Of religion.
Under this cover women and girls are
bought and sold like chattels. Parents
consider daughter an asset on which
to realize as much as possible
1t Is the common practice Of rich
and influential Moros. as they advance
in years. 20 divorce their older wives
and take young ones in their stead. this
being in strict accordance with tribal
custom. Such proceeding may be
repeated indefinitely without violating
the tenets Of Islam. SO long as the num-
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prcgnable position in the crater Of an
extinct volcano and resisted an Ameri-
can attack with desperate courage,
many Of the women who took part in
the fight actually throwing their babies
down the cliffs at the assaiants for
lack OF better missiles.
The final struggle on the Island Of
Sulu took place in the I.ati district
where numerous company Of outlaws.
who had committed many outrages. re-
tired to Mount Bagsak, taking with
them practically the entire population
OF l.ati including several thousand
women and children. The America n
troops, though prepared to administer
chastisement, We're withheld from doing
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80 for fear Of killing and wounding the
non -combatants.
Accordingly they resortcd to the cX-
pedient of pretending that they had
given up the idea OF making an attack,
50 that finally most Of the women and
children and unarmcd men went down
tn their farms and began planting crops,
The Americans waited for an oppor-
tunIty. and then made an unexpected
night assault upon the mountain. wiping
out the band of robbers, which included
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met with armed resistance, provoking
bloodshed
provincial stores, known as OK
changes are now in operation in many
Moro towns and villages. The region
ABOUT Lake l.anao. in Mindanao, which
''eh' Iershing describes as the garden
spot OF the Philippines. is covered with
FARMS producing rice, corn, sweet
potatoes bananas oranges. grapefruit
ana chocolate beans, There are plenty
"t good horses and cattle and the natives
are raising chickens. Roads have been
opened between the lake and the sea
ana IA road has been built all around
the lake
among the Moros there has been a
The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1914-04-05
. A Moro pirate boat.

some OF the most notorious cattle
thieves and murderers in the Philip
pines. The only principle for which
they fought was the right to pillagc and
slay without interference or molestation
Gen. fershing says that any attempt
by the Filipinos to govern and control
the Moros TIN case We relinQuished the
islands, would inevitably lead to rebel
lion and disaster. The Tagals are no
match for the Moros. They have neither
the cunning nor the fanatical courage
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requisite. With modern arms and some
training the Moro soldier would excel
any other native in the islands lie IL
absolutely fearless. and once committed
to combat he counts death as n mere in
cldcnt, II matters not how he Is armed
he goes directly at his adversary. The
terrorizing effect of the Moro fighting
man. with flashing steel. closing in a
hand to hand death struggle, is more
than the average Filipino is able to
withstand.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-02-10
The Merry o-Round
AN AMUSING SHORT STORY.

old friend the lawyers clerk, and sue.
ceeds in getting thirty Kroner frn-
MIN on the express condition that ~,
must be repaid before 10 O'CLOCK ~
next day, as the money does NOT ba
long to the clerk himself. This d.
not bother Helmer. He borrows ~
thirty Kroner, pays the cigar deala,
back the twenty at o'clock sharn ~
eats belated but very substautisi
lunch at the "Perlina."
There is a long. a very lone .,.
until tomorrow. ''
w.
Wednesday morning Helmer rpsha.
around like a mailman. 1t is so IN
noying not to be able to paw yo,,r
debt at the time promised and bs-
sides, 1t hurts his credit, which is his
financial mainstay. At last he s,,cl
ceeds in softening the heart of an did
aunt, who lends him thirty Kroner 70
be paid back when convenient. The
lawyers clerk gets them with uro-
fuse apologies.
In the evening Helmer paints the
town red in company with a Swedish
cousin. who has just come across the
sound to see Copenhagen. The cousin
pays and Helmer promises to nav bis
share the next day.
V.
The next day It appears that his
share. as far as they are able 70 r.
member, amounts to about ffftv
Kroner. Helmer borrows seventy five
Kroner from his wine dealer whom
he owes a considerable amount for
whisky. The money must be repajd
on Friday.
In the evening the cousin returns
to Sweden and Helmer invites hi,
sweetheart to take supper with him.
VI.
Friday comes. Helmer finds It nee
essary to do something. He writes
three long poems, digs up a couple Of
old short stories which he modernizes.
and rushes from one editor to another
to sell his products. He really sue
ceeds in selling the lot for 100 Kroner.
He pays the wine dealer and goes TO
bed early, for he Is dead tired
VII
Saturday night and evening Helmcr.
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 to
do is to keep II moving. Whereupon
he telephones his friend, the lawyers
clerk
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-02-10

Du Marcell he began to say some
thing and then stopped.
Surely your father knows -
IF he does, l can not possibly I'M
derstand ."
! did not pay as much attention to
his broken ordinations as ! should
have done but for the surprise and
confusion OF coming so suddenly upon
him again; and when, as we reached
the 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, /
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 at first he did not even seem
to know him.
You don't remember me. sir" said
Martin.
I'm afraid can't just place YOU"
said my father.
After | had made them known to
each other they sat talking about the
South Pole expedition, but II was
chill and cherries interview. and aft
er few minutes Martin rose TO go.
II find it kind OF hard to figure you
fellows out" said my father. mo
money that know OF has ever been
made in the Unknown, as you call IT.
and II you discover both poles 7
don't Just see how they're to be worth
2-cent stamp to you. But YOU know
best so goodbye. and good luck to
youi"
went out TO the lift with Martin,
who asked II he could take me for a
walk in the morning. ! answered yes,
and inquired what hour he would call
for me.
Twelve o'clock he replied and
said that would suit me xactlY.
The Bishop came to dine with rs
that night and after dinner, when l
had gone to the window to look GU.
over the city for the three lights on
the LogRia Of the Vatican, he and my
father talked together for long
time in n low tone
They were still talking when left
them to go to bed.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-02-10

TT RECENT occasions. demand urg-
ent measures. When a little
lie will not save a man he feels
justified in telling big one.
There had been signs of the APP
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
were 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
mad given way to apprehensins
Eight, and she was victim of the
widest fears. Nine, and she and
Daysey Mayme had removed ther
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 lei
| her get mel" as he staggered into
| the room, and fell in heap on the
| floor
| It 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 sazed
| 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.

1--WE been reading a continued
story in one of the evening
newspapers" said the Manicure
Lady. land it is a 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 cave man. George, what is a
cave man."
II 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 a rough house fight they must have
been regular slashers."
Dear me-" exclaimed the Manicure
Lady u 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,
l wouldn't marry no gent ana do light
housekeeping in a cave. HAT is bad
enough. but a caVe-neVer.
This story didn't say, though that
the hero was exactly a cave mau-it
said he used cave-man methods.
suppose it meant that he was kind Of
rough and harsh to her, and maybe
he beat her up a little"
He wouldn't have To be no cave
man to do that. il 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"
at said in this story that all women
love to be mastered by some ruder
stronger being than the women them
selves. Sometimes l believe that is
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-02-10

TELMER, the young poet, awak-
IT ems at 2 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 it
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 he 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 ~
o'clock sharp tomorrow (Monday), as
she has to pay an annoying coal mer-
chant
Every cent of Helmers fifteen
Kroners is gone, when, with his sweet
heart he leaves the restaurant where
thew have dined
II.
Monday morning at 10 Helmer IS
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 a short time, and now
he borrows 30 Kroner.
But l must have them tomorrow
at without fair, the man insists,
''for l need az the money ! 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.
Tomorrow seems infinitely far
paid back Frau Jochumsen her If
teen Kroner in due time,
III.
Tuesday morning Helmer gets up
late At 2 o'clock he telephones his
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so. because l have often had the feel
ing when some great big powerful
man went out of here that | would
be willing to be his wife if he had
good bankroll with which to main
tain me proper even il he did give me
good shaking when l wouldn't
mind Goodness knows. / would rath-
er have a husband like that than
some of the little flat-chested dudes
that mince in here just before the
mati3ee TO get polished up to per-
feet pink | wouldn't care rap for
husband that ! could slam across
the room. and l am afraid if | should
marry that kind of "A husband he
would be going across the room most
of the time.
But the ideal kind of a man.
think, for a husband for a emotional
yet gentle child like me is hus-
band who could be as rough as Sandy
Ferguson If he had 10 be. but who
could also be as gentle as a little
trained nurse-and -~lt 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
stuff of 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
positions Of children. Here comes one
of them to get his nails did now"
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 he'd a dim impression of being
led off the car and down 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 it was mid
night.
"A poisoned needle" he gasped,
and here 1t isl" pullin~ a darnins
needle from his left coat sleeve.
And such is the tie of duplicity and
understanding between all male
kind that his son, Chauncey Devero,
pulled out of it's eye pink wool
thread that matched the ball in his
mothers darning bag, before his
mother and sister had caught sight
Of it.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-02-10
FOLLOW YOUR HEART.

Dear Miss Fairfax:
For Il month | have had atten-
ton paid to me by a gentleman
Is years of age who has me CON
fused whether or not l shall keep
company with him.
He is in love with me. Still, I
care very little for him; but | am
deeply in love with a young gem
tleman nineteen years old, who
also loves me. He has a wonder
full future and is very wealthy
and, although young, has a very
mannish way about him.
ALICE
Never keep company with one man
II 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
chance to grow up before you let
that love becomes an obligation.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-02-10
Advice to Lovelorn
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 l love this young man very
much, and as l want him back, I
am writing this letter to you hop
ing you will give me some advice
that viii help. G. G.
When love grows cold, there il
rothing more futile than to try to far
it into life again. My advice may no
bring him back, but 1t, at least will
save your pride, and that means ,
great deal more than you may think
1t is this; Don't let him see that yoi
care Tell yourself you don't care
and bye and bye you will really fint
yourself caring less.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-02-10
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Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-02-10
Every Woman
Knows That

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Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-02-10
MOST DECIDEDLY NOT.
Dear Miss Fairfax:

UtaT MISS FdITIuN.
] am a young man of seven
teen and am in love with a girl
three years my junior, rs it prop
err for me TO so 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 DEPENDS.

Dear Miss Fairfax:
| have been keeping company
with young man (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 l speak to him about
this he answers that he always
has the same good feeling toward
me. X
If the person he dislikes is YER
near to you, and one he would oftei
meet after your marriage, l hope yo'
will not marry the man. His ntoler
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
Twenty third Chapter.

n T breakfast next morning my
~ 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 l
knew my father too we'll to demur so
| slipped away to my room and sent
, letter to Martin, explaining tae
change in our plans and saying good
bye to him.
When we reached the station. how
ever. | found Martin waiting on the
platform in front of the compartment
that was labeled with our name.
| thought my father was even more
brusque 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 a boy. and after l
stepped into the carriage he stepped
in after me. leaving the two men on
the platform.
Shall you be long away" | asked
TOO long. unfortunately. Six
months. nine-perhaps twelve. worse
luck' Wish l 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?"
l 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'll ."
/ answered that ! should have to
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 little ashamed. having n
sense of female helplessness which l
had never felt before and could find
no words for.
"Tll write to your father" he said
and just at that moment the bell
rang, and my father came into the
COM artment, saying:
Now then, young man, II you don't
want to be taken up to the North
Pole instead OF going down to the
South one 80
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

is be
beauti Who have decided the
century something Goddess
Wisdom
rs
in mosto | forehead
the
psyche knott hair the back.
In of styles of
trimming for lis Of classical
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-02-10

At the left psyche topped
the helmet trimmed
profile the
which follows
which of
helmet of the
In the middle of
becomingness
of classical loneliness -OI4IVETTE.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-02-10
The Narrative of Mary o'Neill
First Part-My Girlhood.

Copyright. 1912, by Hearst's Magazine.
Copyright, 1913, by Hearst Magazine.
Copyright in Great Britain Copyright,
1913. by j. b. Lippncott Company.