Atlanta semi-weekly journal. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1898-1920, 1919-10-21
Turns Night Into Day
New Lamp Has No Wick, No Chin
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Light Known.

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gives more light than three hum
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my letters SO that my grandfather
had believed me dead. Henry Swain
had been successful in business and
he made me factor of his new estate.
There [ stayed until the dreary
summer of 1874, when liberty lost
friend by the death of Mr. Swain
His last wish was that 1 should
marry Patty, but when I asked her
to marry me she saw what was in
my heart and asked me whether
love her. And for that there was
no answer. But when I rode away
to fight for my country she told me
she would pray for me-and for Dor
Othy.
At Annapolis, on my way north, I
received a great surprise Learn
ing that one Jones had spoken of
me- I went to see him and found
that it was John Paul himself, who
had an estate in Virginia and was
bound for Philadelphia TO lay before
congress his plan for an American
navy. How he succeeded is known.
I sailed with him, and was with
him in many of his great seafights,
the last being that of his Bon Homme
Richard against the Scraps, in the
North sea. This was the hottest
battle of all, and my last memory of
it is the sight Of naked seaman
rushing at me, pike in hand.
I awohe. Where was 1? What
room was this? Who was this COM
ing to tend me? Who but Nanny
Lucy, Dorothy's old nurse, to tell
me that [ was in London, in Mr..
Manners house? Where was Dolly?
was to see her soon, if the doctor
permitted. She came. The little
room was heaven, though 1 was
stretched on a bed of pain. Mrs.
Manners answered my questions.
Jones had contrived to let Dolly
know 1 was wounded and in hospital
in Holland, and Comyn had brought
me to England. [ learned also that
my uncle had been deprived of his
estate for treachery and that Carvel
Hall was mine. And now p was to
be smuggled out Of England again.
This time Fox played smuggler, and
soon Dolly was to be my wife. But
did I not love Patty? she asked me.
I told her the truth.
"Dear Richard" Dolly said, 81 be-
1ieve I have loved you all my life"
We were married on the 18th of
June, and Patty dressed the bride.
Poor Patty. You have heard your
mother speak of Aunt Patty, my
dears.
Ere I had regained my health the
war for independence was won. u
pray God that time may soften the
bitterness 1t caused, and heal the
breach in that noble race whose mot
to is freedom. That the Stars and
Stripes and the Union Jack may
one day float together to cleanse
the world OF tyranny"
Copyright, 1919, by Post publish
ing Co. (The Boston Post) Al
rights reserved.
Condensed from Richard Carve!
by Winston Churchill, copyright
1899, 1914. by the Macmillan con-.
pany. Used by permission of aU-
thor and publisher.
published by special arrangements
with the Mcclure Newspaper Syndl-
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