Evening Republican, Volume 16, Number 286, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 30 November 1912 — Clinging Gown Nearly Costs This Man His Life [ARTICLE+ILLUSTRATION]

Clinging Gown Nearly Costs This Man His Life

ATLANTA, GA. —Form fitting feminine fashions —and*you all know what they mean —a six cylinder automobile and a stranger in our midst from the country were the dramatis personae in a fall curtain opener that electrified pedestrians on the Whitehall viaduct at the luncheon hour. The play turned Out humorously, and it is probably that all the cast are living happily ever afterward. Just the same, the gentleman from the country gazed for a moment pver the brink of eternity. It all happened at the crest of the noon bait in business. At the Alabama street end of the viaduct the throng was thick and busy. There came along, with the grace of a Godiva and clad almost as snugly as one, a member of the feminine population of Atlanta adorned in the extreme fashion of today as it applies to the softer sex. You understand about those tight skirts, of course. the young woman had on a tight skirt, and then some. It was as though she were poured into it —above and below meridian, torso and all. This vision was nearing Alabama street when across the viaduct strode a sturdy specimen of the best yeomanry that Georgia produces. He had half way negotiated the streets, congested at best, when The

Vision crossed his horizon. As though hit by the buck ague, he came to a dead stop In his tracks —something like a pointer comes to a full stop and points game. IJe was enthralled. N Swat! Swish! Crash! He was plastered against one of the plate glass windows of a viaduct clothing store. A six cylinder machine, going at really a moderate gait had lunged into him. « , Bystanders who had witnessed the play dashed quickly to his assistance. He “beat them to it” Swiftly he scrambled to his feet. With one jump he recovered his hat; with a lightning stroke he pulled down his coat, which had covered his head in transit. He wasn’t hurt, a bit. But scared! Before kindly help reached his side one long, continuous streak spoke of his disappearance down toward union station.