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THE GE OB QIAN’S MAGAZIME PAGE
Daysey May me and Her Folks
BY FRANCES L. GARSIDE
IT was unfortunately during one of
the oft-recurring attacks of love
sickness, to which Daysey Mayme
Appleton has been subject since she
was seven, that her Aunt Maria ar
rived to visit them.
Aunt Maria is old-fashioned. If she
were not, she would long ago have
changed ho. name to Marie. She is so
Old-fashioned she thinks youth is a pe
riod set apart and ordained for the
purpose of acquiring knowledge.
Aunt Maria Is always welcome M the
Appletons, where her old-fashioned no
tions class her as being "eccentric.”
Aunt Maria's wealth gives her tills
right. M ere she poorer, she would be
called an “old fogy.”
It was with the old-fashioned notion
that Daysey Mayme needed something
in her head as well as on it that she
escorted her t-> art galleries, lectures,
museums. readings and concerts
She jumped like a mental acrobat
from proofs of the existence of pre
man to the latest star discovered in
the heavens, trying with a helping hand
to get Daysey Mayme to jump with her,
always gathering up Information on the
way
They were standing in front of one of
Millet's pictures
"That,” said Aunt Marie, "In my
opinion is his best work, and It was
painted In the cellar of an old bam
in Barbison, a place not fit for an ani
mal.”
"Jean-Fancois Millet,” repeated Day
gey Mayme, -J.F.M . how interesting!
The same Initials!"
Aunt Marla looked pleased that Day
sey Mayme was Interested. "The same
Initials as whose"’" she asked, expect
ing to hear of some other great artist.
"The darlingest man!” bubbled Day
sey Mayme. "He has the sweetest
smile, and the cutest mustache. Let’s
go by the drug store where he works,
and have an ice cream soda. He's just
too sweat for anything, and I want you
to meet him."
"The masterpieces in art." continued
Aunt Maria. Ignoring the darlingest
man, "were never recognized as such
during the Ilves of those who painted
them. They always have had to wait
for recognition.” ,
"Oh, you would recognize him, I am
sure,” prattled Daysey Mayme, who had
caught only’the last word. "He's the
A Story of Japanese Plotters,
Love, Mystery and Tragedy
(Bast’d on tne drama of that name as
played by Walker Whiteside.)
By J. W. M'CONAUGHY.
Copyright, 191 i, by the New York Even
ing Journal Publishing Company.
JoshaJsawa started and stopped and
threw a. swift glance at Tokoramo.
"I will remain." he decided, and sat
on the edge of the divan
The visitor had barely been announced
before he burst Into the room on the
heels of the servant. It was evident from
his flushed face and ebullient entrance
that Herr Llndener had spent the Inter
val since his last visit in a tour of the
cases searching for a cognac to equal his
Oriental host’s
"I came right up’ 1 came right up!”
he cried, rushing upon Tokoramo and
gripping his hand “I couldn’t restrain
to return to my friend of the admirable
wft. generous nature and most superla
tive cognac’”
Tokoramo bowed with dignity.
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handsomest man I ever saw. All the
girls are just dying of envy because he
pays so much attention to me,"
Aunt Maria sighed. "Look at this
painting hv Jacque!" she began.
"Jack’s his first name," bubbled Day
sey Mayme. "I wish he would spell It
the French way. I'll have him up to
night. and suggest it. Why, Aunt
Maria, you never In your life saw such
beautiful finger nails as his! Oh, he
is SO dear!"
They stood before a mummy, and
Aunt Maria gave a brief little talk of
the days when the mummy experienced
the Joys and sorrows known to those on
earth today.
"I don't believe,” interrupted her
niece, "that she could have known much
joy. I don't suppose her beau looked a
bit like Jack."
A collection of precious stones re
minded her of a ring Jack wore, con
taining the LARGEST set she ever saw
A collection of the rarest plant life,
gathered from all over the world, sug
gested the Language of Flowers, and
would Aunt Marla get her a little book
on the subject. "You know,” she ex
plained. in the tones of one who felt
that instruction was needed, "when a
girl is in love she ought to know if
mignonette means ’I love you,' or an
orchid Is a proposal, or a rose means
'Do you favor my attentions’’ Os
course. Aunt Marla, you were never in
love, and don't know how important
such things are.”
Aunt Maria gave a sniff of scorn, and
tried to turn Daysey Mnyme's mind to
a recent discovery in astronomy.
“Oh, I love the stars,” gurgled her
niece. "Jack and I are going to make
them a study every night he can get
away from the store. You know a drug
clerk has to work AWFin, hard, Aunt
Marla."
Aunt Maria loosened her bonnet
strings to relieve the choking sensation
In her throat, and turned toward home,
tin the way there she learned that
Jack's eyes are blue, that he gets $25 a
week, and just adores pink, and can
sing "Oh, You Beautiful Doll" just too
sweet for anything, and has a pair of
hose to match every tie.
"I find,” wrote Aunt Marla tn her
diary that night, "that a woman of my
age, and a girl of the age of Daysey
Mayme do not speak the same lan
guage."
"Welcome!” he said And he led the
way to the liquor stand and the refilled
decanter Turning to follow him, Llnden
er saw Joshakawa for the first time.
’ \h!” he exclaimed, his face falling
‘1 hoped to find you alone! 1 am always
unfortunate!”
Tokoramo turned with an introductory
wave of the hand.
"My friend Joshakawa. Herr Llndener.”
he said "Though there be three of us
it will not spoil the recollection of it. 1
swear! Pardon my intrusion, but I have
had the taste of this Incomparable cognac
lingering on my lips for three hours.”
He took the small glass that Tokoramo
' offered him. held it up to the light,
smelled It and closed his eyes in ecstasy.
Tokoramo crossed to the desk and re-
' turned with a box of cigarettes.
"Will you smoke?”
"My friend, I will do anything you sug-
1 gest!" cried Llndener, taking a cigarette
1 "The dispenser of this Incomparable
cognac may command .my life, my honor
anything” Must I drink alone?" he
suddenly asked, as he noticed that neither
of the others held a glass.
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"You will pardon me If I do not Join?"
begged Joshakawa, with a courteous ges
ture.
"N’-or I If you will pardon?" said To
koramo.
"Pardon!" exclaimed the German, with
an extravagant wave of the cigarette
"My dear friends. I will do more; I will
confess my supreme selfishness in the
thought that there will be more for me!"
He tossed off the drink with a happy
drunken laugh and promptly refilled his
glass He took up his position by the
liquor stand as if he had determined to
' spend the rest of his life there
"You are an artist." remarked Toko
ramo, presently. "Perhaps I have some
thing here that will interest you as much
as the cognac I have some excellent
Japanese drawings." He turned to his
desk and began searching in one of the
drawers.
' Llndener held out his hand as If to re
strain him while he held the cognac to
' his lips with the other.
"My dear friend!" he protested. "Let
me Impress upon you how little in the
> world interests me excepting women and
cognac!”
"The drawings I speak of are of Jap
anese women," said Tokoramo with a
smile as' he drew them out of the desk
The artist put down the glass and !
threw up his hands.
"Hah! My friend, there you have me! "
he cried, hurrying across to him. “Wom
en, even on paper, interest me.”
"In colors—some of them." said the
host as he spread them out on the desk.
Llndener bent over them eagerly.
"God bless them all women of any col
or," he cried. "Let me see!”
"Your papers! Your work!" said
Joshakawa swiftly In Japanese. Toko
ramo nodded reassuringly and Llndener
was too much interested in the sketches
to notice anything else. He gathered
them up In his arms and started delight
edly from one to another
"Exquisite' Beautiful!” he cried “Su
perb' My dear Tokoramo!"
There was no mistaking his artistic
appreciation of the merits of the work
and. feeling this, Tokoramo said gener
ously :
"If you see any you like, yod may keep
them ”
Like! Like'" cried the artist, almost I
overcome with emotion and cognac. "I I
like them all' AH' As an inspiration to i
my senses thev go hand in hand with your
| most superlative cognac! Such piquant !
faces! Such Individuallt, of form' Per
fect’ Perfect' He rushed to the honor
stand and poured himself another glass of
cognate and held it high above his head.
"Gentlemen, allow me!" he cried "To
the ladies of Japan!"
"Perhaps you would like to keep them
all." said Tokoramo, as the German put i
down his glass. "If the) would help you,
or give you any further pleasure I would !
feel honored if you would accept them!" |
"My friend, it is too much' Too much |
I thank vou' I thank you!" he cried, his J
eyes gloating over the pictures "Ah' !
This one'" He held it out at arm's length j
and gazed at it lovingly "Isn't it won
derful' And this! -the vague background i
relieving the graceful form! Oh!" he fair- I
ly grasped as he came to another. And ;
this one - this one with a face like a sleep - i
Ing poppy at unset' I must certainly go
to Japan -if I can e» er find the money i |
must certainly forgive Bruck everything,
for bringing me to you! '
Joshakawa cleared his throat.
"I remember your friend. Professor
Bruck, said you were Interested in the
Japanese," he remarked, pleasantly
“How did that come about first may I
ask ?”
Llndener turned to him with a mag-
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“Oh. not to be mentioned again!” he
declared. “A mere trifle called my at
tention to you!”
“Indeed!’ murmured Joshakawa. “A
mere trifle?”
To Re Continued In Next issue.
* Youth and Opportunity *
—No. 3—CITIZENSHIP—
By THOMAS TAPPER.
(The following article is published by
permission from Mr. Thomas Tapper's
book just published by the Platt and Peek
Co.. N. Y.. and copyrighted by them, en
titled, "Youth and Opportunity.")
A writer in a recent issue of a mag
azine answering the question. “Does an
education pay?” puts his reply in this
forceful manner:
"Does it pay to learn to make life a
glory'instead of a grind? Does it pay
to open a little wider the door of nar
row life? Does it pay to add power to
the lens of the microscope or tele
scope? Does it pay to know how to
take the dry, dreary drudgery out of
life? Does it pay to taste the exhilara
tion of feeling one's power unfold? Does
it pay to push one's horizon farther out
in order to get a wider outlook or clear
er vision?"
By education we attain all the rights
and privileges that permit, us citizen
ship in the world of the past and pres
ent. We win this broader citizenship,
first by perceiving our right to it. then
by proceeding to work for it. The daily
paper, the baker on the corner, the peo
ple we meet in the daily round of out
occupation or amusement are impor
tant and necessary to us. But in our
intercourse with them we must not for
get that Plato took care to pen the
words of Socrates for us; that Plutarch
wrote the lives of illustrious Greeks and
Romans to provide us w ith exact proto
types of men in our own streets; that
Shakespeare packed the world away in
a book for us to carry in the pocket.
This manv-countried kingdom of th“
past is rightly as much a part of us as
the republic is In which we dwell and
vote.
The g O(] citizen occupies all his do
main and not a part of it. He lives in
the ever-expanding republic of his in
creasing intellectuality, and not merely
in the few rooms where he keeps his
body. It is only by becoming a citizen
of the greater world of the past that we
comprehend th» meaning of our own
times and of our own country. The
past is forever accumulating, and its
accumulation makes the present. If we
begin to study environment in this con
ception of it, its meaning will loom
large and significant before us. It has
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great men, so it is likewise reformed by
their moderation.”
Just as no one knows a family Im!-
mately until he has met and judged all
its members, so. similarly, no man has
come to his full power of citizenship
until he has become, to some extent at
least, a student of the members of the
family of nations which in our time are
striving toward the brotherhood of uni
versal peace. To read history with un
derstanding. to follow the trend of to
day, the world over, should be the ef
fort of every man who appreciates the
honor and privilege of citizenship any
where.
If this study reveals to us no more
than the purpose of public education,
the desirability of peace over war, the
meaning of political parties, the justi
fication of taxes, it has made plain to
us some essential fundamental princi
ples. Public education is a strict de
mand on the part of our government
that families and communities prepare
the children to take up the burden of
life in another generation, and that
they prepare them wisely and well. The
effort to guarantee peace between na
tions recognizes that a difference of
opinion is a difference in mental per
ception, and that such a difference ap
peals rather to the mind than to a gun.
"Few people," John Fiske said, "have
the leisure to undertake a systematic
and thorough study of history, but
every one ought to find time to learn
the principal features of the govern
ments under which we live, and to get
some inkling of the way in which these
governments have come into existence,
and of the causes which have made
them what they are.”.