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THE GEORGIAN’S MAGAZINE PAGE
It’s a Hard
Life
No. I—Thomas Lands His First Sum
mer Job. With Disastrous Results.
By WEX JONES.
MY name is Thomas Trvltmoe. I
am 21 years old and very ambi
tious.
1 hat is why, during the summer,
w hile I am not in Yarvard, acquiring .
know ledge. I am always hunting up jobs
with tile object of acquiring money.
Sometimes I think, as we are taught in
college, that knowledge is better than
money, but not very often.
Knowledge will often enable you to
cut out your friend with some peach,
but nothing will buy her an Ice cream
soda except money.
However, as I was saying, every sum.
mer T hunt up a job that will bring me
in a few plunks, as 1 have made up my
mind to become a millionaire. People
say it's easy after you get -the fl ret
thousand dollars, but it seems to me
that with a thousand dollars you have
more chances to lose your money. Ts
you have only $2 you're not asked to in
vest i| in lie farms In Greenland or
prickly pear farms in Honduras.
When you stake' your only thousand
dollars and lose it, you’re just as broke
as if you'd bet your iaat dollar and
lost it.
But I must tell you about my first
job.
I got one as waiter in a. summer
hotel. The reason I selected this job
was because waiting seemed so easy
and I had read waiters made as high
as |SO a day in tips. Also when I got
the job the boss told me I could wear
my waiter's clothes which the hotel
provided in the evenings If 1 wanted
to go to-a dance.
The first evening 1 put on the new
evening clothes provided for me and
went down to the dining room
l had three tables to look after, with
about four persons at each table. At
high school I had beep noted for my
memory. I could recite "Horatius at
the Bridge'' without stammering once.
So I had no fear about remembering
the orders.
"Corned beef and cabbage and ' a
glass of buttermilk."
"T.et her go twice.”
"f'lam chowder, stewed rhubarb and
vanilla ice cream.”
"Huckleberry pie and fried eggs and
a cup of coffee."
"Crullers for two and a single order
of shad me."
I kept repeating all these orders over
and over to myself on my way back to
the kitchen. T gave the order, and the
chef, with a wild cry, rushed to the
boss, yelling. "Watch him; lie’s crazy;
has he a knife?"
"What’s the matter?" asked the boss.
"He (pointing to me) rushed up to
me and yelled through the door. ‘Corned
keef and baggage on the ice—clam
ehowder—-let-’er-go—stewed pie and
rhubarb cream —fried pie and buckle
berry eggs - disorder of single shad roe
and a cough of cuppee.' "
"Take off my clothes.” said the boss
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OPERATIONS
Many Unsuccessful And
Worse Suffering Often Fol
lows. Mrs. Rock’s Case
A Warning.
The following letter from Mrs. Orvills
Rock will show how unwise it is for wo
men to submit to the dangersof a surgical
operation when often it may be avoided
by taking Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable
Compound. She was four weeks in
the hospital and came home suf
fering worse than before.
Here is her own statement.
Paw Paw. Mich. — “Two years ago I
suffered very severely with a displace-’
W ; ' ment - I could not
be on my feet for a i.
long My phy- j (
sician treated me for I
, ® several months with-1J
A out much relief and
at * aat sent Tne t 0
Ann Arbor for an op- 1
eration. I was there
four weeks and came
'• /V home sufferingworse
;'i [//£ 111 than before. M y
• --111- —Lu<—l mother advised me to 1
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pound, and I did. Today lam well and
strong and do all my own housework. I ’
owe my health to Lydia E. Pinkham’s '
Vegetable Compound and advise my 1
friends who are afflicted with any female
complaint to try it. ’’ Mrs. Orville '
Rock, R. R. No. 5, Paw Paw, Michigan, 11
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Cannon-Balling It Down the Toboggan.
OUT in the West, my “own country." down in a deep, green valley, tucked
away between hisdi slopes, on whose tops the red deer graze, lucked away
where two wild, loud mountain rivers join hands and voices and go jollily on
together, there's a bright, green, sun-filled pool set like an emerald, in a stone
bottomed. stone walled square. You lit tie maids who have the great, gray ocean
to dip your little pink toes in might sniff at my warm, pretty, green pool-—anyhow.
1 know you'll call it dinky—but that’s because you-don't know it. It flows from
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c§ eg- eg “The Gates of Silence” go go go
Rv Meta Simmins, Author of “Hushed Up
A Strange Remark,
“Eccentric. but perfectly straight."
The words occurred to Rimington now as
he looked at the man from his vantage
point at the hack of the court, where
be observed without being observed, and
they seemed extraordinarily inappro
priate. An> one lose deser . ing of the
adjective it would have been h; rd 1o im
agine. Mr. Saxe had this morning, pos
sibly out of respect for the melancholy
occasion, discarded his invariable wear of
light gray and was clad in the convention
al garb of the city man. w r hich appeared
by some subtle process to have trans
muted the elusive. un-English element in
his appearance to a depressing respecta
billty The ladles of the audience for
to Rimington this crowd was essentially
one in search of entertainment —must
have been considerably disappointed In
the appearance of the man of whose
looks and millions so many flattering and
fantastic tales were told No shopkeep
er w’ith a comfortable suburban residence
from which he sallied forth to church
twice o' Sundays at the head of a rising
family could have looked more prosaic.
Glancing at Saxe where be sat. with
head bent over letters that had evi
dently been gathered up and carried away
from the office from which he had come
to perform this public duly. Rimington
was forced to acknowledge tn himself
that the man was an enigma He did
not like him; he could not. for all his
effort, achieve anything more than the
most chilly of Intellectual faith in him.
although Saxe had fulfilled his promise of
giving a perfectly lucid and satisfactory
explanation of his concern in the night’s
tragedy at Tempest street. The financier
had indeed he recognized this—treated
him with a frankness and a confidence,
that might quite excusably have flattered
an older and more experienced man. Yet.
for all that. Rimington’s abiding impres
sion was of something secret and cloae
lipped a man of granite, who, in the
old phrase, used “words to conceal his
thoughts."
A Staggering Story.
Take the man s explanation of his rea
son for asking him to call at Tempest
street, for instance
• “It’s a fairly staggering story I warn
you that," Saxe had said. “It heats
me. man of the world that d am I look
to you. as Miss Betty’s fiance, to give
light on the subject. Why was she in
such desperate need for money? You
deny that she was but I know that she
asked me to lend her two thousand
pounds on 9 matter of life and death, and.
for all we* know, her acquaintance with
FUzstephen may have had Its rise in
some such negotiation. I tell you quite
frankly that Is why, In the first in
stance, I wrote asking you to call that
night. It seemed to me possible that
you might be at the bottom of matters
F knew your resources, ami the engage
ment had startled me. I admit. Os
course, the moment I spoke to Miss Betty
face to face I realized how utterly my
shall I call it envious spirit? had misled
nw There was some secret behind it
some very ugly secret that has nothing
earthly to do with a lover "
Sitting there in the crowded court,
with the droning buzz of the alert faced
coroner’s voice in tils rats. Rimington
felt his face redden curiously, as it had
not reddened when Saxe had spoken to
him a« they sat together in the low-
• eilinged room of the shop In Westmin
ster. Then he had been almost too
stunned to take in the full meaning of
this suspicion, so ingenuously admitted
But now
A stagegrlng story his brain reeled
with the shock of it. Betty in need
of monev Betty going at night time to
this man's rooms to borrow tun thou
sand pounds Re.tx acquainted with the
dead usurer Betty as he had seen her
yesterday in the ga> garden of the house
•he always boiling heart of the mountain that leans above if. and when the snow
blankets its stone lips, its water is as warm as a timid maiden's bath, and this
time o' the year, this June time o' the year, you'd find, if you looked in on the
green pool, a drove of pretty little girls with faces that would lighten up your
old heart considerable, wreathing its edges about, driving their way through its
green flood, and cannon-balling it down t he toboggan that curves a graceful length
from the tree-tops to the brink. Just the same little mermaids that ride the At
lan tic's old gray sea-horses.
at Weybourne. The various facts ami
scenes whirled and shifted in Rimington’s
brain lik*» the changing patterns of a
kaleidoscope.
Betty and that unsavory brute. Eitz
stephen! It was unthinkable that there
could be any connection between the two.
Yesterday he had given the lie direct to
Saxe with a good heart' Today? Saxe’s
story had been so curiously explicit; how.
hearing the girl had been shown upstairs
to Eitzstephen’s room by mistake, and
knowing the manner of man he was, he
had hurried up to intercept a scene. His
tongue had drawn a vivid picture for
Rimington. the half-intoxicated usurer
and the weeping girl facing each other in
the lam pH 1 room across a table heaped
wdth jewels.
“The qreat ruby wai not among them.
Mr, Rimington.” Saxe s voice had taken
on a curious note when he spoke. “For
the great ruby was. as I could plainly
see, f«r all her little artifice, in Miss
Betty’s hand. Afterward, in my own
room, when she thought my attention was
otherwise engaged. I saw her. in the mir
ror that hangs above my table, slip it
Into her bag. That was the reason I re
fused to lend her the money that night.
Indeed. I could hardly give you a log cal
reason why I refused. But I did. I think
at the back of my mind there was a fear
lest the notes might in any way Incritn-
Inate her.”
X staggering story. indeed still, so far
ap Saxe was concerned a perfectly plausi
hie one
If Betty could only «i>rak' But Betty's
lips were sealed
He had seen both Mrs Barringion and
the doctor on his visit io Weybourne
yesterday. Dr. Hardlnge was an inti
mate friend who had known Betty «ince
she was a baby and loved her. The old (
man had been shocked ami puzzled; Mrs.
Barrington was like a woman In a dream
Betty’s illness lay like a black cloud of
horror over the house this Illness that
was so singularly of mind only, and not
of body, and that had been caused bj
some unknown horror that no one there
who loved het could so much as guess at. :
The Doctor's Decision.
“The child is suffering from mental
shock that has acted on the delicate tis
sues of the brain as a physical blow might
have done. the doctor told him. "Ail
remembrance nf the past .year of her life
seems to have disappeared to have been
sponged out, as a child wipes figures from
a slate
There had been tears In the old doc
tor’s eyes as be spoke there was a mist I
before Rimingto|i's now that shut out the ■'
picture of the crowded court room, with I
the impassive coroner writing at his ta |
ble, tine row of unintelligent faces of the
jury, the windows behind them, with their
hint of waving greenery. Betty the girl
he loved, who. on that golden day by
the river, had given herself to him. for
whoig he had worked and striven and
achieved like a child, but without a
child’s future, a woman without a yester
day or a tomorrow !
The thought crushed him; it was like a
great black cloud. It shut out all other
considerations- his doubts, bis fear for
her safety, his uncertainty. And yester
day he bad glibly spoken of demanding
satisfaction from the man he believed
was responsible for this wreckage of the
barque of a girl's lif* 3 Satisfaction!
His lips curled slowly in a bitter smile.
His fingers clenched and unclenched. He
was thankful, as men are thankful who
are waked from the ugly horror of a
nightmare dream, when a stir in the oourt
told him that the principal case of the
day was about to begin
To Be Continued Tomorrow
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Daysey Mayme
and Her Folks
By FRANCES L. GARSIDE.
WHEN a great man leaves hts
little home town to visit in a
big city he shrinks, and shrinks,
and shrinks, until when he enters it he
isn’t any bigger than a fly trying to
get through a screen door.
In the same way some men who are
important and of some influence down
town shrink, and shrink, and shrink on
nearing wife and home until, like the
flies, they are so small they could al
most creep through a crack when they
get there.
The description fits Lysander John
Appleton, whose words are of some
weight down town, and of no weight
In his own family.
It makes little difference to his wife
and daughter that he also has opinions.
He is never permitted to air them at
home
When the spirit of Mental Unrest
seises him he is denied the outlet of
addressing Uplift clubs and societiee.
The best he can do is to chew the end
of a stubby little pencil and write his
Important Discoveries on the backs of
receipted .bills found In his pockets.
He recently chewed out the following
Definitions of Words and Expressions,
which he would disclose to the world
if he were only bold enough.
Lysander John’# Conclusions,
Hospitality—Nothing more than
loneliness.
Inimitable- A word commonly used
to flatter a woman, and which invaria
bly plea-ses her. though she doesn’t
know what It means.
Dim. religious light A poetic and
dignified way of saving the windows
need washing
Endless grind—Expression women
use to describe housework, though a
more modern expression would be.
"The housekeeper's marathon.”
Something up his sleeve—An expres
sion used to denote all sorts of mys
tery. though the only thing any man
ever had up his sleeve b? an undershirt
that won't conie down.
Romantic drama Something tn
which ft is impossible to interest any
man who has a wife and a lot of
children to support.
Vivacious—Used to re>fer to those we
like In speaking of those we dislike,
■■garruloua" la better.
T.ove—That state of mind which
changes a young man s idea of music
from a steam calliope to a guitar.
Mantle of night—Depends upon »
man whether it is a night shirt or
pajamas.
The good old times—-A period many
years ago when a woman could get a
hired girl for $1.50 a week, and the girl
staved with her as long as ten years.
Wistful eyed—Of feminine gender
only. When a man feels that way he is
called a grouch, a beast or a sorehead.
Never "wistful eyed.”
Hilarity—The sensation a thief ex
periences when he reads in the morn
ing paper that the dollar watch he
stole the night before is valued at five
hundred dollars
For Protection.
Small Nephew—Unde, why do you
l always take a dog with you when you
go shooting, are you afraid of the rab
bits?
A Suffragette Proposal,
He took her hand. "Oh, pray be mine.”
“Not much!" said Bess.
"May I,” he meekly asked, "be thine?”
She answered, "Yes!”