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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 Twitmoe. I
am 21 years old and very ambi
• tlous. ~
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 1 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
eoda except money.
However, as I 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
sa.v it's easy after you get Ihe flrnt
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 tn Greenland or
prickly pear farms tn Honduras.
When you slalte your only thousand
dollars and lose it, you’re just as broke
as If you'd bet your last dollar and
lost ft.
Rut I must tell you about mv 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 1 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
I had three tables to look after, with
about four persons at each table. At
high school I had been noted for my
memory. I could recite "Horatlus at
the Bridge" without stammering once.
So I had no fear about remembering
the orders.
"Corned beef and cabbage and a
glass of buttermilk.”
"Ret 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."
T kept repeating all these orders 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; he's crazy;
han 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 huckle
berry eggs—disorder of single shad roe
end a cough of cuppee.’ ”
’ “Take off my clothes,” said the boss.
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Many Unsuccessful And
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Rock will show how unwise it is for wo
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OUT in the West, my “own country.” down in a deep, green valley, tucked
away between high slopes, on whose lops the red deer graze, tucked away
where two wild, loud mountain rivers .join hands and voices ami go jollily on
together, there’s a bright, green, sun-tilled pool set like an emerald, in a stone
bottomed. stone walled square. You lit tle maids who have the great, gray ocean
to dip your little pink toes in might sniff al my warm, pretty, green pool—anyhow.
I know you’ll call it dinky—but that's because you don’t know it. It flows from
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/?y Meta Sim mins. Author of “Hushed Up
A Strange Remark.
"Eccentric, but perfectly straight "
Tlie words oc< urred to Rimington now as
’ he looked at the man from his vantage
j point at the back of the court, where
I he observed wfthoui being observed, and
I they seemed extraordlnaril.v inappro
j priate. Any one less deser-mg of the
I adjective It would have been hard to Im
i aglne. Mr. Saxe had this morning, pos
j 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. which appeared
Iby some subtle process to have trans-
I muted the elusive. un-English element In
I his appearance to a depressing respecta
bility. The ladies 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 fiaijerlng and
fantastic tales were told. No' shopkeep
er with a comfortable suburban residence
from which he sallied forth tn church
| twice o' Sundays at the head of a rising
I family could have looked more prosaic.
Glancing at Saxe where he 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 duty. Rimington
was forced to acknowledge to 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 ('hilly of Intellectual faith In him.
although Saxe had fulfilled his promise of
giving a perfectly lurid 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 ouite excusably have flattered
an older and more experienced man. Yet,
for all that, Rirnington’s abiding impres
sion was of something secret and close
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 1 warn
you that.’’ Saxe had said "It beats
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
Eftzstephen may have had its rise in
some such negotiation r tell you quite
frankly that is why, in the first in
stance, I wrote asking you to call that
night. ft 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 I spoke to Miss Betty
face to face I realized how utterly my—
shall l call it envious spirit? had misled
me 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 his ears, Rimington
felt his face redden curiously, as It had
not reddened when Saxe had spoken to
him as thej sat together in the low
ceilinged room of the shop in Westmin
ster Then he had been almost tno
stunned to take in the full meaning of
this suspicion, so ingenuously admitted
But now
A stagegrlng storv his brain reeled
with the shock of it. Betty in need
of money. Betty going at night, time to
this man’s rooms to borrow two thou
sand pounds. Betty acquainted with the
dead usurer. Betty aS he had seen her
yesterdaj tn the gay of the bouse
at Weyboume. The various facts and
scenes whirled and shifted in Rirnington’s
brain like the changing patterns of a
kaleidoscope.
Betty and that unsavory brute. Eitz
stephen' 11 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 Fltzsf ephen’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 lamplit room across a table heaped
with jewels.
"The great ruby waj 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.
Indeed. I could hardly give you a log'cal
reason why I refused. But I did. I think
at the back of my m'nd there was a fear
lest the notes might in any way Incrim
inate her."
A staggering story, indeed still, sn far
as Saxe was concerned, a perfectly plausi
ble one
If Betty could only speak! But Betty’s
lips were sealed.
He had seen both Mrs Barrington and
the doctor nn his visit to Weybourne
yesterday. Dr. Hardlnge 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.
Barrington was like a woman In a dream.
Betty’s Illness lay like h 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
some unknown horror that no one there
who loved her could so much as guess at.
The Doctor’s peclslon.
”Thp 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. "All
remembrance of 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 hr he spoke; there was a mist
before Rirnington’s now that shut out the
picture of the crowded court room, with
the impassive coroner writing at his ta
'he always boiling heart of the mountain that leans above it. and wh-em 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 4-t
lantic's old gray sea-horses.
ble, the 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
whom 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, 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
barque of a girl’s life 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 court
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 his
little home town to visit in a
big city he shrinks, and shrinks,
and shrinks, until when he enters ft he
isn t any bigger than a fly trying to
get through a screen door.
Tn 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
dies, they are so small they could air
most creep through a crack when they
get there. ,r
The description fits Eysander 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
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’s Conclusions,
Hospitality—Nothing more than
loneliness. x-
Inimitable—A word commonly used
to flatter a woman, and which invaria
bly pleases her, though she doesn’t
know what It means.
Dim. mllgious light—A poetic and
dignified way of saying 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 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.
Vivacious— Used to refer to those we
like. In speaking of those we dislike,
"garrulous” is better.
Rove—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
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
i stayed with her as long as ten years.
Wistful eyed—Of -feminine gender
only. Wben 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—Unoie, why do you
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 muchl” said Ross.
"May I,” he meekly asked, "be thins?"
She answered, "Yea!"