SUGAR SALE FRAUD
9:0. Issac: Warning Against Man
Who May Operate Here; ‘
59——
‘The following warning has been re«
carved by Postmaster John J. Bohl,
from Hal B. Moshy, inspector in
charge of the Boston, post oilice:
.-fled a scheme to defraud through the
_ arse of the United States Mails, at\At-
nuts, _Georgia, under the name of
ma Brockerage Co}, and who it is
Believed; may continue his operations
in 'NengEngland, under a different
we, of course, but with essentially
. 4 some scheme, which is conducted
Inflows: . ,
, "fidvertisements arelnserted in the
Mpers in the smaller=cities near
me distribution center, offering
,, file at this latter place large
“ties of sugar; orders therefor to
i[fliolompanied by remittances in full.
m remitting the -customer hears
b’g more from~.the company. Ad-
Wing bills are not paid. His ad-
Went, which may vary according
mince] conditions, and which may of-
fleg'sfigar or some other commodity
flat is very scarce and in much de-
m¢Will read somewhat as“ follows:
.“Sikar Sugar! We have/been assur-
~=<zd erreceiving, on or‘about the ,23rd
no: this month, threej'cérloads of best
to retail, at just a fraction above cost.
grantulated sugar, which we are going
, T'I‘he price is 5 cen’iis per pound deliv-
«cred to customer. No customer may
' W less than 20 or more than 100
.‘pounds. Cash must accompany order.
:rlmheck or P. 0. money order. Place
‘ “your order now, for three cars are not
much sugar for.a ”whole citylike, At-
g‘ianta, and ’others nearby—Georgia.
Brokerage Co., 10 1-2 Auburn Avenue,
«Atlanta, Ga. “.
“Postmasters at the larger offices
are requested to refer this» circular
to local newspapers and endeavor to
. . V. "interestthem in watching for this man
should he offer for insertion? adver-
tisements similar to the above. Also
10 have clerks in the second-‘élass
section of their offices examine adver-
tising in the local papers very care-
fully in order to ascertain whether
such advertisements are appearing
_ therein.
“No description of this man is avail-
.mble at this time, but the nature of
theseheme, together with the fact that
‘ibe'will be} a newcomer in your city,
will serve as means of identification.
“Should this man be located, kindly
cauSe his arrest and wire the under-
rsigned, government rate collect."
SETTLING CIVIL DISPUTES.
LONDON. Aug. 3.—-Duiies of crown
tribunals in Ireland will be taken over
. not settling civil disputes. infliction of
fines and the binding of accused per-
.ons over to keep the peace, under the
terms of the pew Irish bill, made pub-
_ "lie today.
' Military courts will also take over
the duties of coroncrs and will have
like power to decide cases without
5117. In trials for crimes punishable
- ‘ty death. however, one person, who
, need not be an officer. shall sit as one
of the judges.
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our: Alb -ro BOLSHEVIsn
“This oflice is investigating tlpe‘ac:
'fivities Of a man who recently opera-i Poles and the Russians are engaged
;' ,Bemit by certified check, cashiers‘Stopped Russia’s war
"by courts martial, even to the extent é
THROUGHIOU‘R
' - PASSPORT TO TROTSKY
(Copy from Manufacturers’ Record,
July 29, 1920).
The earth is full of wars and rumors
of wars. The Greeks and the Turks
are in a 'iige-nnd-death struggle. The
in a mighty war, win would 5 ‘ r
mankind if We had (it suppeclf’gagtfd
.dined and breakfasted on the awful
World War. The Mohammedans are
threatening a Holy War against-Chris-
tianity, hoping some day to conquer
by the sword, as they have been
taught for centuries to do. Germany
is stirring up strife and war wherever
possible in order to weaken other na-
tions, ‘while she plans for future
world dominance. A smighty world
war, more horrible than the last, is
brewing, and may break forth unless
the elements now at work can be held
in check. '
Sad to say, America is largely re-
sponsible for all this mighty turmoil.
America let Trotsky go to Russia,
even after we knew his mission, and
Bolshevism is the red terror, warmed
into life r-~ m... work and ,our‘failure
to stop 'T-' when we knew his
plans er; i. lied from New York.
Dr. Newr: I“.I,r:llt Hillis has repeat-
edly said that‘after Trotsky’s infa-
mousispeech, the night before he sail-
ed for Russia, urging his followers to
no more frightful blunder was ever
the Allied and American armies were
halted and the flags of the conquerors
did not in triumph wave over the
great capitals of Germany, Austria
and Turkey. Germany was thus given
the chance it longed for, to parley and
(ticks whilemowing seeds of discord
- throughout. the world and farming into
a consuming are the red flames of Bol-
shevism, which now threaten a world
conflagration.
America may well shudder as it
realizes how it might have saved the
world from this hour had Trotsky
been refused his passport. The dang-
rers the world faces in this situation
as shown in the contest now raging
between Poland and Russia are strik—
ingly told in this issue by a Baltimore
business man just back from Poland.
STATE POLICE ARREST
MILFORD HOTEL MEN
'FOR SALES OF LIQUOR
MILFORD, Aug. 3.—Chief Maher, of
the Milford police force, with four of-
ficers and Lieutenant Robert Bridege-
man and Officer Philip Flynn, of the
State police, and other policemen,
raided the Island View Hotel and an
Italian lunch room here. last night.
and made arrests for alleged illegal
sales of liquor. They found the Island
View Hotel selling liuuor to about 100
people. John J. O’Brien and John Mil-
ler, proprietors. were arrested and
.“overthrow,,the dirty rotten American
,Governinent while he went to Russia.
land overturned that Government and,
' against Ger-
many," the British Government held
up Trotsky's shixf‘at Halifax and urg-'
ed our Government to recall his pass-
ports. but that the socialistic influence -
in Washington was sufficiently strong
lto cause us to deny England's re-
quest, so we let Trotskyago on his mis-
sion of hellish work.
it
till,’
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. America’s -
Leading Corset
, accomplish the
' i Waistless—Hipless
Bustless
figure-outlines : Fashion’ 8
latest decree.
A model for every figure,
(each exclusive for its purpose
combining Slendcrness,
Grace and Supplcncss, with
placed under $300 bonds to appear in
court Friday. The two bartenders,
Charles Lodge and Gus Hull, were also
placed under $300 bonds to appear
Friday.
An Italian lunch room was also
raided and Eurbrio Sabrine, the pro-
prietor, was arrested and placed un—
der bonds of $100 to appear in court
tumorrow.
-—The Best Salesman-A Want Ad.
We believe history willrprovedhat
made than in the armistice, by which '
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long—wear, W. B. Nuiorm .
Low BUST Corsets provide “Much Cor- mu. Haunts , 1
Price 3 set for Little Money.” Pace a
wslNGARTEN BROS, inc. NEW YORK . CHICAGO
to. my. on ~ in \ m \f. x- y‘ you
"O n U 01-4-}; '1
The Short Cut "
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Every advertisement in your paper is a
AdVertisements make it possible
to tell you in a [few minutes all you want to
know about the service or articles you need.
short-cut.
Px
At a glance you can sift What interests you
most and in a moment you know just when
and where to go forwhat you want.
Figure how many steps, how much needless
V
walking and talking the advertisements thus I
save you and your neighbors.
Then you realize the great economy and ne-
cessity of advertising
in your daily life.
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OR the first time in many years
John Graydon found himself
possessed of time for thought.
Under the indirect tyranny of
phyeician, and thé more immediate
of a white-capped nurse he
very still in the massive bed whose
brass knobs and railings
between him and his accustom-
actfvities a gorgeous and impene-
_ e barrier.
‘ - Yaguely he realized that he had been
’ any ill, but the events lead-
up to his present condition were
in a haze of mental obscur-
He knew in some strange, occult.
that he had fought a hard fight
that he had won. The sensation
not a new one, for in sickness as
health the battling blood ran riot
Eh his veins. '
it}: lb Graydon's wandering fancy his
. - - _s had become unreal. elu-
The handsome chamber with its
- appointments and faultless de-
- ' gnaw less tangible as his eyes prob-
ltis 'lhadowy depths In its place
herald another room, plain but
buutlful with hallowed mem-
.. -A great four-poster supplant-
his present resting-place and a quilt
the oldtime rising-sun pattern
its glories over the slender
,_ of a boy. Simple pictures stood
boldly against the .unpapered
. In the glow of crackling hick-
loss a figure dimly rockedto and
- and a far-away voice read aloud
lithe ‘flrowsy boy, “Remember now
lime: in the days of thy yout ."
’ words were familiar, the .tone
’ "and vibrant with maternal ten-
x
. l
*9 days of his youth! A pang shot
Graydon's heart as he recall-
‘ ”Enact-forgotten mother. It all
‘ . v-hck to him now-the caress-
’ “a of her voice, the tender-
,ltiier touch as her fingers play-
‘i‘npled his fair hair, the fleet-
mtness of her lips upon his
" no then. the thought of that
a when she was taken from
. ' whispering mourners, the
I. bitter grief of a lad scarce-
teeno. There flushed through
the memory of the few
, . lflameventful years spent at his
" w , -er's home ere he started
jca 2m first business enterprise.
m the scene with the fresh-
' ‘3 yesterday—tho quaint old
. h its setting of garden bloom
mm mounds of hay, its
_ mending acres of clover and
“1 had been his heritage. Now it
H '3 exquisite _mcmory. The
brief retrospect brought with it a
stunning realization of what he had
cost aside. The later years with all
their frenzied activities, the passion-
ate desire for gain and power, seemed
arrayed against him.in accusatory if.
wordless declamation. He had been
born to the purple of a life which a
forgotten God had intended him to
have and to hold. For a mess of pot-
tage he had sold his‘ birthright. no
realized now its full meaning—the
heritage of right-living forbears, the
sweet, tranquil domesticity, the vital-
izing traditions of his .own people.
In strong contrast stood out the
vapid years in which he had given up
his very soul to the barrenness of
gain, to the grasping of elusive phan-
toms. He had defrauded himself. had
cast aside all that might have made
life .worth living, and, bitterest of all,
he had defrauded his son.
He felt ve'ry weary, very helpless,
and very, very lonely. The nurse
lighted the tapers of a Roman candela-
brum in a far corner of the room.
Through a mist of tears the sick man
watched its seven twinkling stars un-
til they became a blur of scintillating
flame. Then, with a blessed sense of
oblivion, his eyes closed.
During the weeks of his convales-
cene Graydon's mind was diverted into
new channels. For the time business
interests were of small moment.
His mind had traveled back to the
days of his youth and his empty hands
grasped at dreams that he had long
considered dead.
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of life.
Philip.
coolness. I
“Bring your chair here,
lug."
side.
over the other.
of smoke
noticed with a pang the boy's resem-
blance to himself. -He spoke huskily were you, but it has all been forgotten
at first. hesitatingly, but soon the color in my mad rush to amass money. My
warmed his achen cheeks and he lean- youth is one that I am deeply grate-
ful for. I had a devoted mother—but
“I have been'thmking 01mm I'volcancelygivenherathoughtfor
things. boy, so l‘vohlain here during thrust twenty years. Ha boyhood
ed earnestly toward his son.-
It was not so much these weeks. I haven't treated you
for himself, though he longed ardent— square—haven’t given you a fair
ly to reclaim the past and all for show."
which it stood. But hewished torein- stopped the words of dissent that
state his son—to restore to his own Philip made haste to utter.
flesh and blood the essential things -lllten. please. until I have finished.
. During all these years—ever since the
As he sat propped up by pillows at death of your mother—I have slaved
the window of his room he sent for to make money for you and your chil-
The window‘boxes formed a dren.
screen of fragrant bloom and the strip that end.
ed awnings gave an air of delicious tunitles and stood In the way of yours.
Phil. I harshness that made it possible for
want to have a long talk this morn- me‘ to grind it out of others. But,
He motioned the youth to his door boy, during these past few weeks
a still. small voice has been. speaking
"May I smoke, dad? Sure it_ won't to me and I realize that money is not
bother you?" Philip Graydon lighted everything.
his pipe and threw one leg loosely that are not to be bought with a price.
As he puffed a cloud And, when all is said, non. I’ve done
into the air the father very little for you. ' ' ‘
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.A Heart of I the ‘World
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{:l’ve robbed you of the things that money can never buy};
I’ve neglected my oppor-‘i
With a wave of his hand he nature I had in full measure.
tag can ever take its memories from encumbering garment. He, too. was a.
"No—no me. but I should have passed them boy again with the heart of youth boat-
on to you. Instead, I have brought lug high in his breast. ‘
you up in this pile of wood and sync.
far from the real heart of the world, homey dwelling whose windows peer»
and I’ve robbed you of the things that ed from a wealth of vine and climb
I have sacrificed everything to money can never buy.
was the happiest imaginable. The familiar haunts of his childhood the
romance. the sweetness. the love of elder felt the years fall from him as
Noth- one drops from one’s shoulder-'5 an
. They stopped before 8 square.
bory. The serpentine walk led,
“I have failed. my son, but—i think through beds of quaint, old-fashioned
that perhaps together wocanstill save flowers whose sweetness traveled far
was glad of my wealth, glad of the the situation. Listen! In a week or ID on vagrant winds. A small readable
m
of my boyhood'o chunf
I shall go away for a complete change. was spread beneath the lilac-trees.
I want to take you with me, and we’ll and on old lady—very old. but with
go back to the village among the hill. the serene light of eternal youth in
where l was boring-you’ve never oven he: gentle face—awaited their com-
mon it, I’m ashamed to'say.’ The old ing.’ There was a wondrous glow in.
There are some things place is gone but I kngwof another: hot faded eyes as she placed her
a fine old home set in the most beati- hando inf. those of John16raydon.
tiful garden in the world. the mother Stooping,‘ he killed her covalently
as there— and drew his son toward hen, It was
“I was born to better things find so if she is still alive—and I'd like you a moment too sacred for speech, too
to see shame—o real’Ameriecn home fraught with the memory; of other
thathasbeenmouldod outoflgvlm days to permit of expression. one».
of dreams come true." err-*7"— 7 .
'Andootogetherthoymintom son. outwith the keen
hill-country, Gather and son. to iho intuitive mind; realised that he’ had
mmflm.mmtho made no mistake, in bringing'him‘
Bo sienna-at the eager of bid
t 0: CI
hither. As for himself. he had not‘
been so happy for many a long day.
Little ca‘r‘ed be for what his world
was thinking at that present moment.
A slight rustling in the shrubbery
caused the strangers to turn. ques-
tioningly. fledged in by lilac bloom,
stout! the daintly attractive figure of
a girl, her lips parted, smilingly, her
eyes aglow with merriment and
friendly interest. She came forward
‘unhesitatingly and placed her hand
in that of the elder woman.
"Cynthia, dear, this is your father’s
old friend—Mndohn Graydon. You've
often heard me speak of him. And
this is his son, Philip. You and he
must be great friends, for you raptor
sent the third generation." The old
lady smiled as she drew them toward
each other. “How strange it seems,
John, doesn’t it? Now, we must have
our tea and then you may explore the
old place and see what changes the
years have made." A wistful look crept
into her eyes as they scanned the
blue. far-reaching hills, eyes that for
the moment saw but the light of
other days.
Then followed days of enchant?
mont. full to the brim of pleasurable
excitement and fresh interests. Phl-
lip awoke each morning with the feel-
ing that unexplored worlds lay at his
very hand. He dreaded to think of a
retxxrn to the old life with its vapid
round of amusements. Ho and On-
thia had become the beat of comrades
and at every turn was a door to which
their youth and spirit held the key.
He had come hither to please the
fancy of an old man; he wished to
remain to gratify, his own.
But John Graydon himself was sad-
ly distressed in mind, for with each
day there grow a conviction that his
journey had been In vain. He realis-
ed with increasing pain that his
hands} were bound with fetter: of
gold. till his vast wealth could never
buy that for which his hungry soul
was seeking. It. was too late now.
He had tampered with Fate, had lin-
gered too long over the fleshpots of
an empty, barren feast, only to and in
himself and his son the produces
sacrifice. He became anxioug to
leave a life that mocked hint with its
proximity to higher and better things.
Regretfully he made his plans 1- a.
room: to the city.
their departure he“ was sitting. heavy-
heamd. in the old-fashioned parlor.
Two quaint lamps with m pellet:
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CAMERON N.
WILSOR:
held the same honored places. Be-
aide him sat the slender, upright 33'
are of his friend, and while 0 ' 8’s
angel‘s wandered over the .
the old rosewood piano. the
man stood beside her. ,fie , , .
watching with sweet, new interest the!
poise of her dainty head, the ‘softné i
of her hair, the delicate oval f ' '
beautiful face. It was on so ”w '
ful—this sudden motion we '
rush and tear of his former World
the tranquil beauty of such a
rich life. 7
Cynthia possessed a voice of up
ual charm, and as she sang littl
snatches of familiar melodies, her us i
encrs were thrilled by the passion ahdl
exquisite sweetness of her tones.
Once Philip leaned toward her , C}
whispered something to which ' Ci
willingly responded. Her hngérut
struck a preliminary chord and ,fiho'
began the words of a plaintive“ lei
German love song which had capt' 9
his fancy on the first evening t
she had sung it for him. The ten“ ,‘
vibrant voice filled the high-cello
room. and John Graydon's eyes close
in a rapt enjoyment of his Vanishing"
hour. He felt the pressure of thin
fingers u ' his own and glanced;
questioning at his hostess. i."
eyes were fixed upon the two yo
mi figures with a happy smiled:
don feltjhe cplor sweep into his oh, _ '
as the meaning of hel‘ look cabins!
upon him. There was no mistaking“
the truth that her woman's heart bpdz
divinod. The lamp light shone tun upon!
their young faces, and as he ”anneal
first the features of his son and than;
those the singer-.1119 heart gave at
great b of gratitude for what 0,
saw mirrored no pl y in ,
Philip’s soul shone in 8 eyes on its?
3':be W in barker-9 j
ed so y to b There
no sign of self-consciences! in Phi.
llp's sue nothing of maiden council-v
in the Pa uplifted eyes—dust the
glad heart-whole surrender of youth?
to youth. " .
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