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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, December 11, 1912, Image 1

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BORINTHEEAR
THE DAY BOOK
3O0f SO. PEORIA ST.
398
TEL. MONROE 353
VOL2.NO.63 Chicago, Wednesday Pec. 11, 1912 ONE CENT
MADELElfc ALBERS INTENDS TO NAME BA&Y
JEFf Livingston, jr., "for revenge"
Girl ojE the Golden Hair Tells of Only Purfe-LoYe and
now LJUKHifscon usea it millionaire, iook
B6yJ2oyer Along on First AutoTriD.
In a Small room in the old-fash-ioned
-Girls' Home, Madeleine Al
bers, the fmer friend lof Jeff
Livingston, nav? a government
witness in.a, riite slave trial, sat
rcareully curling her long, golden
hair.
A reporter was interviewing
her, but neither his. Questions npr
her answers, interrupted the curl
ing of the hair. Madeleine A.lbers
knows1 she ha beautiful hafjr; and
she intends to keep it beaitiCul.
"Oh, Jeff Livingston !" she said
with a pout, in answer td thfe first
question. "I'm tjred of Rearing
about Jeff Livingston. I've heard
nothing else for days."
"Is there any one else toiialk
about?" asked the reporter. L
"I don't know about tflfat, but'
I'm going to have my revenge on
jett Livingston just as soon asi
get back to Cincinnati."
"How?" asked the reporter.
"I'm going to name xrry baby
Jeff Livingston Jr. 'The name
isn't copyrighted, aridrso far as
I know my baby has fhe best right
to be heir to the Snider Preserve
Co."
"Do you think that will be a
godH revenge?" 'aSKed the re
porter. '
t Do I?" she aske,d, , and sb
showed two rows of teeth in a
malicious smile. ,"Do I? It wijl
makejeff Livingston, Sr. so hop
ping mad, he'll be able to fry eggs
on his hand."
There, was science for a few
minutes while the gjrl went
.through, a, specially involved
treatmeritof her hair, by no
means to. he described, jj g. plain,
ordinary and Jscufijjj re
porter , .' , j
"Inhere, was, some qne else.,
tfiQUgh,'.' sh said, at last, and her
eyes were far away anl dimmed
with tears. "I have nfever men
tioned Jiim. before. I felt that he
and1 his love for me were top
sacred to be talked about.

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