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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. WOMEN, AVOID OPERATIONS Many Unsuccessful And Worse Suffering Often Fol lows. Mrs. Rock’s Case A Warning. The following letter from Mrs. Orvilla Rock will show how unwise it is for wo men to submit to the dangers of 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 t suffered very severely with a displace- "' 3 ** lZ 111 * 111 try Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Com pound, and I did. Today I am 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? | Dr. E. G. 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My phy sician treated me for several months with out much relief and at last sent me to Ann Arbor for an op eration. I was there four weeks and came home sufferingworse than before. M y mother advised me to to Toronto without change $55 pays every necessary expense Tor the tour, i High-class features are guaranteed. Many already hooked. Names furnished. Send for free picture of Niagara Falls and full information Io .1. F. McFarland. Man , ager, 41'4 Peachtree st., Atlanta, Ga . i Phone Main xaas.j. 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 eg c§ “The Gates of Silence” go go go /?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 SC 9 STI 'W f ■I S -HAIR THAT GIVES FATHER TIME THE! LAUGH’’ K'e are just about as old as re LOOK People judge us, by the way we LOOK. The 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 those “Grey Hairs.” There is always one to criticise and smile scornfully. Father Time is a stern disciplinarian. Get the best of him. Give him the laugh. Do not be a "Has Been.” It’s unnecessary. Use HAY’S HAIR HEALTH ‘JnMMURiRffiMMnuMMMMHiKU* $1 f >o and SOc al Drug Stores or direct upon receipt es price and dealer ’.t name. Send 10c for trial buttle. —Phila Hay Specialties Ca.. Newark, N. J. FOR SALE AtMD RECOMMENDED BY JACOBS’ PHARMACY. Health Note. A medical paper claims that a den tist's fingers carry disease germs, Moral—Boil your dentist. ■ I -His /Z Cutting down the household expenses z 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. Lxiutis. 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 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!"