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THE OEOR>aiAM’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 Twltmoe. I am 21 years old and very am bi lious. That is why, during the summer, while I am not in Yarvard. acquiring knowledge, I am always hunting up jobs with the 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 v friend with some peach, but nothing will buy her an ice cream soda except money. However, as 1 was saying, every sum mer I hunt up a job that will bring me in a few plunks, as I have .made up my mind to become a millionaire. People say it's easy after you get the first thousand dollars, but it seems to me that with a thousand dollars you have more chances to lose your money. If you have only $2 you’re not asked to in vest it in ice 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 last dollar and lost it. But I must tell you about my first job. 1 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 SSO 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 I wanted to go io a dance. The first evening 1 put on the new evening clothes provided for me and went down to the dining room I had three tables to look after, with about four persons at each table. At high school 1 had been noted for my memory. 1 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." "Let her go twice.” "Clam 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 roe." I kept repeating all these order- over and over to myself on my way back to the kitchen. I 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. (pointing to mel rushed up to me and yelled through the door, ‘Corned keef and baggage on the ice—clam showder —let-’er-go—stewed pie and rhubarb cream—fried pie and buckle berry eggs’ —disorder of single shad roe find a cough of cuppee.' " "Take off my clothes," said the boss. WOMEN,AVOID OPERATIONS Many Unsuccessful And Worse Suffering Often Fol lows. Mrs. Rock’s Case A Warning. The following letter from Mrs. Orville 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 II suffered very severely with a displace -8..- nient - I could not b e on my feet f° r 3 : ' onß f’ me - My phy 'WM—■> sician treated me for v*’ several months with- A out much relief and ;*?/A <5- I a t, last sent me to Ann Arbor for an op . eration. I was there four weeks and came fjfaff/ ». Z/ home sufferingworse .i/7 II i/l a-' III t^ian b t? f° re - M y 2— lLL ——tfi—J mother advised me to try Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Com 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 friends who are afflicted with any female complaint to try it. ’’ Mrs. ORVILLE Rock, R. R. No. 5, Paw Paw, Michigan. If you are ill do not drag along until: an operation is necessary, but at once take Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound. For thirty years it has been the stan dard remedy for women’s ills, and has restored the health of thousands of suf fering women. Why don’t you try it? I Dr. E. G. Grit I 24 1-2 Whitehall Street, Over I PHONE 1708. Hours 8 to 7. Sun GRAND CAN; McFarland's Seventh Annual Tour ~fl’ers one solid week of travel through seven states -and Canada. covering 2..’>00 miles. Including 500 miles by water. vis iting Cincinnati, Detroit. Buftalo, Niaga ra Falls and Toronto, Canada. A select ami limited parly leaves Atlanta Ga . ndv 8 lu a special Pullman train through The Bathing Girl of the Rockies * Copyright 1912, National News Association By Nell Brinkley i 3 'v ... a .. wEBBy - - i--'. -- - - m 3 WSMfiaiTWA- - ■ ; -s' - A.-.-L id'^nTT 3 G? - “A. ’ • X)-' • ---a' VA-S: l X _ : 2: - Cannon-Balling It Down the Toboggan. Ol I in the West, my “own country. ’’ down in a deep, green valley, tucked away between high slopes, on whose tops the red deer graze, tucked away where two wild, loud mountain rivers join hands and voices and go jollily on together, there s a bright, green, sun-tilled pool set like an emerald, in a stone bottomed. stone-walled stpiare. Yon 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, I know von'll call it dinkv—but that's because von don't know it. It flows from Il ——— eg eg eg “The Gates of Silence” go go go Meta Simmins, Author of “Hushed Ufr i , : A Strange Remark. : "Eccentric, but perfectly straight.” The words occurred to Rimington now as be looked at the man from his vantage point at the back of the court, where I he observed without v being observed, and I they seemed ’ extraordinarily inappro priate. Any one bss deserving of the adjective it would have been hard to im agine. Mr. Saxe had this morning, pos | sibly out of respect for the melancholy I occasion, discarded his invariable wear of I light gray and was clad in the eonvention | al garb of the city man, which appeared Iby some subtle process to have trans : muted the elusive, un-English element in , his appearance to a depressing respecta I bility The ladies of the audience for ! to Rimington this crowd was essentially | one In search of entertainment must I have been considerably disappointed in ! the appearance of the man of whose 'looks and millions $«• many flattering and fantastic tales were told No shopkeep er with a comfortable suburban residence I from which he sallied forth to church i twice o’ Sundays at the head of a rising I family could have looked more prosaic. Glancing at Saxe where he sat. with I head bent ovfjr letters that had evi dently been gathered up and carried away fin’c Gate Ci *yg 1118 Dental Rooms Brown & Alien's Drug Store. ■ Lo—est Prices—Best Work. t Se< f - stn $5.00 | \ Imp j^ions—Teeth Same Day. A ESTABLISHED 22 YEARS. rGold Crowns, $3.00 | Bridge Work, $4.00 | nday 9to 1. Lady Attendant. ■■■■■MBogManßMr \DIAN TOUR to Toronto without change 555 pays every necessary expense for the tour. High-class features are guaranteed. Many already booked. Names furnished. Send for free picture of Niagara Falls and full information to .1 F. McFarland. Man ager, 41'1. Peachtree st.. Atlanta, Ga , Phone Main 4sax.j from 'he office from which he had come to perform this public duty. Rimington . was forceck to acknowledge to himself that the man was an enigma. He did mu 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 lie 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 close lipped a man of granite, who. in the i old phrase, used “words to conceal his thoughts.'' A Staggering Story. Take the man's explanation of his rea son f<»r asking him to call at Tempest street, for instance “It's a fairly staggering story 1 warn I you that." Saxe had said. “It heats me, man of the world that I 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 a matter of life and death, and. for all we know, her acquaintance with • l-’itzstephen may have had its rise in some such negotiation. I tell you quite l frankly that is why, in the first ln [ stance, I wrote asking you to call that night It seemed to ‘me possible that you might be at the bottom of matters. I knew your resources, and the engage ment had startled me, I admit. Os course, the moment 1 spoke to Miss Betty face io face 1 realized how utterly my shall F call it envious spirit?—had misled me There was some secret behind it— s<>mc 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 I coroners voice in his ears. Rimington fell his face redden curiously, as It had I not reddened when Saxe had spoken to I him as they sai together in the low ceilinged room of the shop in Westmin ster Then he had been almost too r stunned to take in the full meaning of this suspicion, so ingenuously admitted. But now A stagegring story bls brain reeled 1 with the shock of It Betty in need of money Betty going at night time to this man’s rooms to borrow two thou •and pound-- Betty acquainted with the dead usurer Betty as he had seen her yesterday in the guy garden ul the house .at Weybourne. The various facts and scenes whirled and shifted in Rimington’s brain like the changing patterns of a kaleidoscope. Betty and that unsavory brute. Fitz i 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 0 Saxe's > story had been so curiously’ explicit ; how. hearing the girl had been shown upstairs 1 to Fltzstephen's room by mistake, and i knowing the manner of man he was, he I 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 lamplit room across a table heaped with jewels “The great ruby was 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, for 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. 1 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 th* notes might in any way Merlin* Inate her." A staggering story , indeed still, so far 1 as Saxe was concerned, a perfectly piausi • ble one. If Betty’ could only speak' But Betty's lips were sealed. He had seen both Mrs Barrington and the doctor on his visit to Weybourne yesterday. Dr. Hardfiigc was an inti mate friend who had known Betty since she was a baby and loved her. The old man had been shocked and puzzled; Mrs. 1 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 by 1 some unknown horror that no one there 1 who loved her could so much as guess ar. The Doctor’s Decision. ' The child is suffering from mental shock that has acted on the delicate tls- • sues of the brain as a physical blow’ might have done. the doctor told him. “All remembrance of the past year of her Hf» seems to have disappeared to have been sponged out. as a child wipes figures from a slate.' i There had been tears In the old do< tor’s eyes as he spoke, there was a mist • before Rimington’s now that shut out the picture of the crowded court room, with the impassive coroner writing al his ia the always boiling heart of the mountain that leans above it, 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 tind, 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 Hood, and cannon-balling it down the toboggan that curves a graceful length from the tree-tops to the brink. Just the same little mermaids that ride the At (antic's old gray sea horses. ble. the row of unintelligent fa« es nf the jury . the windows behind them, with their hint of waving greenery. Betty the girl he loved, wlm. on that golden day by the river, had given herself to him. for ■ whom he had worked and striven and achieved —like a child, but without a > child s future; a woman without a yester i day or a tomorrow ! The thought crushed him; it was like a ' great black cloud, it shut out all other considerations his doubts, his fear for . her safety, his uncertainty. And yester . day he had glibly spoken of demanding . satisfaction from the man he believed ( was responsible for this wreckage of the I barque of a girl's life. Satisfaction! His lips curled slowly in a bitter smile His fingers clenched ami unclenched. He • was thankful, as men are thankful who 1 are waked from the ugly horror of a nightmare dream, w-hen a stir in the court told him that the principal case of the 1 day was about to begin. To Be Continued Tomorrow i SD Hl 111 iwW “HAIR THAT GIVES FATHER TIME THE LAUGH” Kt are just about as old as we LOOK People judge us, by the way we LOOK. Thc-man or woman with grey hair is be- ! ginning to get in the “Old Timer’s Class.’’ This Twentieth Century does NOT want GREY hairs-it wants the energy of Youth. The big things are being done by the YOUNGER generation. There’s a sort of "Has Been" look about thone “Grey Hairs." There is always one to criticise and smile scornfully. bather Time is a stern disciplinarian. Get the best of him. Give him the laugh. Do not be a “ Has Been. ’ ’lt’s unnecessary. Use HAY S HAIR HEALTH H 00 and 50c at Drug Stores or direct upon receipt of price and deafer A name: Send 10c for trial hottie.—Philo Hay Specialties Co.. Newark. N. J. FOR sALt hND RECOMMENDED j BY JACOBS PHARMACY. Health Note. A iiisdi<-a| paper clainia that a ricnJ list's fingers carry disease germs. Moral—Boil your dentist. Cutting down the household expenses With food prices soaring skyward the house wife needs an elastic allowance—or must buy more wisely. This doesn’t mean buy ing cheaper meats, but buying less meat. Fill its place with FAUST BRAND SPAGHETTI A 5c package of Faust Spaghetti will give a generous helping to five persons. And they won't require meat, for they get all the nourishment from spaghetti that the body requires. See what a saving Faust Spaghetti means to you. Make it the chief dish for dinner at least once a week. Your grocer sells it in 5c and 10c packages. Write for our free booklet of Faust Recipes MAULL BROS. St. Louis, Mo. Daysey Mayme and Her Folks By FRANCES L. GARSIDE. WHEN a great man leaves his 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 w'ay some men who are important and of some influence dow-n 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 seizes him he is denied the outlet of addressing Uplift clubs and societies. The best he can do is to chew the end of a stubby little pencil and write his Important Discoveries on the backs of leceipted bills found in his pockets. He recently chewed out the following Definitions of M ords and Expressions, which he would disclose to the world if he were only bold enough. Lysander John’s Conclusions. j Hospitality—Nothing more than loneliness. Inimitable—A word commonly used j to flatter a woman, and which invaria ■ bly pleases her, though she doesn’t | know what it means. Dim. religious light—A poetic and I dignified way of saying the windows j 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 is an undershirt that won’t come down. Romantic drama Something In which it is impossible to interest any man who has a wife and a lot of children to support. \ ivacious—Used to refer to those we I like In speaking of those we dislike, i "garrulous" is better. Love—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 a 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 stayed 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—Uncle, why do you always take a dog with you when you go shooting; are you afraid of the rab bits? A Suffragette Proposal. Hr took her hand. "Oh, pray be mine. M "Not much!" said Bess • "May I,” he meekly asked, "be thins?" She answered, “Yes!”