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Show fAGE TWO THE BINGHAM PRESS BULLETIN --Ax and Appetite Sharp - wwmm ' , '" . n ... --TKe: Diary , of a Turkey Turkey gobbler, pilde of the bain-yar- Is strangely missing. Tie teft be-hind him, however, his dinry, which has been translated Into English for the benefit of our readers. A page of the orlglnul diary, aa it appeared wiien found. Is shown. Sunday Gobble, gobble, gobble, what a fine day It Is I I've been walking around In the sun, spreading my beautiful tall, to give the ducks and geese and chickens a treat. Put some people, don't appreciate what you do for them. I overheard two silly old hens, off In a corner, lauzhlng and cackling to themselves. "Ha, ha, ha," they were scylng. ' "lie's strutting round mighty proud now but let him wait " Wlmt a foolish thing to say wait for what, I'd flke to know? Monday Met Mr. Red Rooster this morning. "Fine day, Mr. Rooster I" I said. "Don't you think I'm a pretty well-dress-bird?" and I turned round and round to show him the sun shining on my feathers. Mr. Rooster snifTed he actually did. "You'll be well dressed all right In a few dnys," he remurked, and walked off, without explaining what he meant. I do think the folks In this barnyard are getting sillier very day, Tuesday Mrs. Peltin Duck la losing her mind. I am sure of It, because she said the strangest thing to me today) I had asked her to observe the fine blues and greens In my toll feathers. "Don't you think I'm handsomely done up?" I asked her. "You'll be done up brown, before long!" she snld, tossing het head. I believe the creature's Jealous. A mere duck 1 Rut I mustn't mind what she says. The poor'thlng hnsn't Any tall to speak of. Wednttday Noticed the farmer out getting big yellow pumpkins from the field. "They're going to be made Into pump-kin plea," snld Mrs. Gray Goose, when I told her about It. "Splendid!" snld I. "Maybe they'll give us what's left I love pumpkin pies." "There won't be any left for yon or maybe I ought ro say there won't be nny of you left," replied Mrs. Ooos-- . She certainly Is a goose. So I don't care what she says. Thursday Old Mrs. Speckled Hen has been telling me dreadful stories, trying to get me scared. "This time of year's unhealthy for turkeys," says she. "Al-ways has been. Why, years ago the Indlnns used to go hunting your wild forefathers at this time, and when the Pilgrims enme they started doing It. too. I wouldn't be a turkey for any-thing, this time of year." That's all nonsense. I've heard that story about turkeys being eaten by Indians and rilgrltns. Rut those days are over." Things like that aren't being don these dnys! Friday ul: sbaip the air Is this morn Ing!" I snld to a little gosling I met. "Yes. It's ns sharp ns steel." said he, grinning from one end of his beak to the other. I saw hp was looking the woodpile, where the farmer was shnrpeiiing an sr. Then he winked one eye at me. Really.' young goslings hnve no mnnntr at all nowa-days. Fancy winking et me! . And 1 don't think. that remark shout the ax had nny sense to If. either At this point the diary censes ab-ruptly. Fear has been expressed among Mr. Gobbler's many friends that he met with an accident shortly after the last entry. Anyone getting a clue to his whereabouts durlnjf tha coming week, dead or alive, Is asked to communicate with ' his wife (widow?), Mrs. Turkey Gobbler, liarn-yar- d Square. Jure Corby, in the At-lanta Constitution aiV.i,ii .in I' m l&3)??ToHou$ewlm t anduayotir nam and J' II IS will tend you rail ) II V lUli-Sin- tl POSTPAID a 10 e.nt ' ' Ixrttla of LIQUID VENEER. Wonderful for your daily ttuattne. Ciaana.duate and poHohea with onaawoopof your duat cloth. Makaa avary thing look Ilka naw. Makaa duating a nJ!titw riulentlflc sophists make one wonder wnetlter he la controlled by hla glands or his noul. mJj CLy -- J - m U, ...... 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Coftfrlqhl y LITTtC.BHOWN an'rf CO. ." , '' ' ( she broke loose. .Myrtile looked down at her plate and: gripped Gerald's band. "'" ' ," J '' 4 ; "nenienijjerr I warned you, dear." lie whinnered. '"Don't watch.1:- - " "Mademoiselle ytjiij."rje.rlinps rare for a 'little stroll, uimn the balcony r" tlie marquis whispered In her ear. , Myrtile .shook her head, .. "Thnnk you,"1 she 'hnirmiired, '"1 do not wish to leave Gerald. As for the dancing. It Is foolish of me but I hnve never vseen anything like It. It never seemed, to me .possible thut wom-en could do such thlliKS. Tluit Is 1 hnve not lived In the world. I shall progress. ." The dance came to an end amidst uproarious apphiuse. NatlSne, di-sheveled and breathless, pirouetted to-ward the door leading to Geralds suite. "1 shall go Into your bedroom and niake myself tidy," she called out. "You can come and fetch me when you want me," she added, looking over her shoulder at her host. The corks began to fly fuster still. Presently, couples stood up and danced. Then, indeed, happiness be-gan for Myrtile. She danced with Gerald again and again, danced to niuslcwhlch wus Indeed of the best, for Gerald was somewhat of an epi-cure In such mutters, until she foriwt the loud vok'es, the haze of cigarette Smoke, the, slightly unsteady condi-tion of one or two of the guests. To her, so long ns It wss Gerald's mm which controlled her, It was nil beau-tiful. Hy degrees she seemed to flip Into her place, however Incongruous It might be, In the little compuny. She was accepted as one of the kaleido-scopic pictures of Monte Carlo flirta-tions. She had come, and there was an end of It, There were other hosts besides Oernld. other Knglishmen crowding all the time Into the place. The very singleness of her devotion made her to some extent a rival to be accepted philosophically. It seemed Incredible that four o'clock had arrived. There was a ball that night at t!!e Cilton, however, so CHAPTER XII Continued ' i,, y"i4 v ' He could no longer resist .the Invitat-ion, of her llpT After a iiroment, howi vfr, she sprang away. The' violinist la the room beyond had commenced; a aits, Hlie dragged Gerald through the open door and guve a little cry,. of delight when she saw the room. . "Dance wlth lue," she begged, "Just you and 1, 'all alone. Dance with roe. Gerald I" - "t They moved off to the music. The violinist smiled with pleasure. The other Instruments took up the strain. Myrtile closed her eyes, half fainttng with the joy of the music, the smooth floor,' Gerald's arms. Presently lie stopped. lie was unaccountably out of breath. lie took one of the gold foiled bottles from " the sideboard, opened It and filled two glasses with the foaming wine, Myrtlle's eyes shone like stars as she drank. "Oh, I am happy I" she murmured. "This Is wonderful I Prumise, Gerald, that yon will never send me away. Promise V ' ; There was a shriek of voices ns the vxim was Inrnded. Nadlne dime through the door which led from lilt own suite. Some men followed, accompanied by a little crowd of girls. Every one was cnt'lnus about Myrtile. She . shook hands shyly with those whom Gerald presented to her. When they asked for tier name, however, he shook his head. "Mademoiselle Is our guest for this evening," he announced. "She la not, alssl of our world. Let us call her Mademoiselle X." "Mademoiselle the Spirit, rather l" a Frenchman exclaimed. - "I think that you hnve dragged her down from the skies. Present me. Gerald, or I shall be your enemy for life." "The Marquis Clmntelalne, Oernld murmured, "Mademoiselle X. - The marquis Is a shameless fellow, Myr-tile, and you must not believe a word ho says." "I am shameless or not according to my surroundings," the Frenchman de-- ' dared. "No" one could look Into the VM nt mnrinmltiilt mnA irumlr AtliAP "I am net at all aura," be said, ."If yon are what yon seen to be, that It would" nor 'Tie better If ys"eoi: to England." .' They all came trooping out. Myr-tile got up to fetch her own cloak, hut Gerald detained her. She stood by bla side, bidding good night to his guests with him. The marquis frowned slight-ly aa he made his adleux. The look in his eyes haunted her for a moment as he turned away. Then she was con-scious of a curious sense of disturb-ance. She was alone with Gerald and he was looking at her strangely. ' "You have been , happy, Myrtile?" Gerald asked, and his voice seemed U come from a long way off. , "Wonderfully," she answered. "! there Is my cloak." She moved toward the open d'rfr leudlng Into. Gerald's suife. She seemed suddenly torn by a stranse medley of sensations and memories She" saw. Nadlne pass through' It, dl-- , sheveled and Indecent, with that back-ward glance at Gerald which. een to her ' Ignorance, seemed ngly. She heard, the 'voices' of all of them laugh-ing atrldefitly. .Little lialf-nnde- r stood sentences puzzled", her. She passed Into fhtf 'sitting-room- . 'Gerald followed, closing the door. The sound of the music.. came quietly. Myrtili-fel- t suddenly faint.". . ' ' Tou are tfreit!"'!eratd exclaimed bending anxiously 'over her.1 ' ''' ' - ' She put her arms around hls neck like a child. ' ;". '", ' "Herald, she! whispered, "take csre of me. "1 am afraid. ' Be good to me; Gerald." - . , Their lips met, but there was some-thing absent from the warm Joy of thut first kiss. , Side hy side with bet happiness rame the feeling of discord-ant music all around her. Rank per-fumes seemed to bang in the air.- - A ribbon from one of N'adlne's discarded garments lay upon her sofa. Yet when Gerald leaned toward her utid his eyes sought for hers, a strange con-tent seemed to creep Ilka a flood over all these other things. The door Of the sitting-roo- was suddenly opened .and closed. Chris-topher stood there, a little breath-less, as though he had run np the stairs, pule, and with a look In his eyes from which both Gerald and Myrtile quailed Gerald with fuller understanding. Ills arms dropped. He was nearer fenr than ever before In tils life. Christopher spoke with mar-velous calmness. "Gerald," he suld, "were yon think-ing of breaking your trust?" "Yes!" Gerald answered hoarsely. "Drop this Don Quixote business,' Christopher. I'm sick of It." Christopher came a step nearer. "Myrtile Is coming back to her lodgings with me," he announced. "She Is going to England tomorrow morning. Your sister has promised to take her." "Rut It Is Impossible!" Myrtile cried passionately , "It Is arranged," Christopher de-clared. "I went to your rooms to-night, Mrytlle, to tell you. I received Annette's lying message. I whs told that you were In bed and asleep. I left a note. Then, for the first time since I have been here, I went to the club nnd stayed late. I heard your guests downstairs speak of your good fortune, Gerald." Gerald laid his hand upon Myrtlle's wrist. "Well," he snld, "what are you going to do about it?" "I am going to take Myrtile home," Christopher Insisted. "I refuse to let her go," Gerald de-clared. Christopher looked for a moment away at Myrtile. She clung to Gerald like a frightened child. "Listen," Christopher went on, "you and I have been friends all our lives. Gerald. We know one another pretty well. You know of me that I nm a man of my word. I know of yon thut. though you are selfish and worship pleasure, yon are Vhlte enough when the hour strikes. The hour has struck, Gerald. Let me take Myrtile home." "Myrtile shall choose," Gerald pro-posed. "Myrtile shall do nothing of the sort," waa the prompt reply. "You might as well ask her to choose the right path through a strange city. Gerald, old chap, dim't take this hardly. I am not here to sling abuse at you. And Myrtile lust doesn't understand Thank God I was1 In time ! Myrtile, ake your cloak." She clung to Gerald's arm, looking anxiously Into his fnce. Something else discordant had come Into the room, something unheautlful, something to be feared. She looked from one to the other of the two men. Gerald's fist was Clenched. For all his calm, there was a subtle threat In Christopher'! attitude. "I don't want to quam-l,- " Chrtstcphei went on. "Don't let It come to that, Gerald, but yon see It is Inevitable that Myrtile should leave with me tonight. I shall not go without her. You know what that means." "1 am to remember, I suppose," Ger-ald said thickly, "that you' were the varsity boxing champion?" (TO BE rONTINTKP.) tban the truth." Chlotllde pouted. "is no one going to suy nice things to others?" she complained. "Gerald, you ought to have warned ns. I would have worn my new gown. It Is exactly tha color of the sky. Even my maid declared that 1, too, allpped down from beaven." There was little chorus of laugh-ter. Cocktails were brought In and cigarettes lit Every one gathered around and talked to Myrtile. She answered them naturally enough, but every now and then with embarrass-ment. "Mademoiselle X may be asked no questions," Gerald Insisted. "Where she comes from I ahull not tell any of you. Whither she goes after tonight, you will none of you know." "Mademoiselle Is of the haut numde, perhaps?" Nadlne whispered malicious-ly, under her breath. "Mademoiselle belongs to a world we are none of us privileged to enter," Gerald answered. "It Is the one favor 1 ask, as your host. Please accept my guest aa a butterfly, born this evening passing away tomorrow." "Oh, la, la!" Chlotllde exclaimed. "We are all like that Give me another cocktail. Charles." They made their way presently to the supper table. Myrtile sat at Ger-ald's right hand, and next to her, on the other side, was the Marquis de Chantelalne. Any form of tete-a-tet- e conversation, however, was Impossible from the first. They all seemed to be talking together et the top of their voices In an almost Incomprehensible argot, a Jumble of personal quips and sullies. Myrtile listened sympathetical-ly, but understood little. Occasionally she laughed when the others laughed, hut as a matter of fact she needed nothing to complete her happiness. She was next to Gerald, who whisered every now and then little words of en-couragement In her ear. Presently Chlotllde Jumped up and danced. Phrynette followed suit and executed a wonderful pas seul. There was a gisid deal of boisterous applause. Myr-tile felt the color burning In her cheeks. She glnmvd toward Gerald. He was laughing, so It must be all right. Nevertheless, she was relieved when at last Phrynette sat down. "I will show you," Nadlne suggested, "how tliey dance In Algiers." There was a little chorus of ap-plause. Gerald alone fur a moment looked doubtful. He glanced toward Myrtile at his side. "Don't overdo it, Nadlne," he begged. Nadlne laughed subtly. "Is It for your Ingenue yoa fear, or yourssif?" she nsked. "Very well, I will give you both something to thlDk about." P!ie diinced at first with all the quiv-ering grace of n strained hut passion-ate movements Myrtile wat'led her tsltb fascinated eyes. Ttien suddenly "I Am Going to Take Myrtile Horns," Christopher Insisted. every one was resigned. They Gerald's rooms for their coats and wraps, Myrtile remained talking with the marquis, with whom she had been dalictng. Her body was still swaying a little to the rhythm of the music. "So this la your first night, made-moiselle?" her companion snld softly. "I shall hope that we may meet ninny more times." "If you are a friend of Gerald's. I tioie that we muy," Myrtile replltd. "You have enjoyed yourself, on the whole?" be ssked, looking at oer curiously. Her ears were straining for Gerald's voice. She could hear all the time the shrill laughter of Nadlne and her friends. "I have enjoyed the dnnclng," she said. "I begin to believe." he said, "that you are really ns young ns you Imik." "I am eighteen," she told him. "For that moment I was not think-ing of your actual years." he ex-plained. "How long huve you known Lord Donibey?" "Gerald?" she qurrlcA. "(Inly a very short time. I have never danced with blm before today."" "It seems easy to believe," he said. "Unit you slipped down from (lie skies, only nowadays llcsvcn doos not part with Its children so easily.. Tell me, wliie did ynu come from, really?" "A little farm on the otlir side of the mountains,", she said. "Gerald and Monsieur Christopher brought rne here. Monsieur Christopher w unta me to go to Kngland, hut I hope that Gej-ai-will not let me go." 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Moslem Fast of Ramazan In the Moslem world Passion Sun-day corresponds with the first day of the month-lon- fast of Itnmazan. Dur In.: Knuiii.iin. western customs, where they have been adopted, are set aside, ati l the more primitive native manners revived. The muez.ln supplements hit usual announcement of the hour of prayer with the exhortation: "Olve food, O ye faithful, unto the orphan anil the poor, the wayfarer nnd th bondman," and though the wealthy di not now, as In former days, stand at their doors and Invite the needy to a well-lade- table. Itnmaznn remains a time of peace, charity and hospitality All May Rejoice Fortunately we have neither famine, pestilence nor war, but plenty, health and pence within our borders, and aven the least fortunate has many reasons to Join in the genural thanks-giving. |