Newspaper Page Text
THE MAGAZINE PAGE
S«. .
Little Bobbie’s
$ ■ •
Pa
By WII.IJAM F. KIRK.
I HAVE jest rote a song, wife, sed Pa,
that I think you wud like to hear.
I wud like to hear it all rite if
■ you will let Robbie sing it. Red Ma.
* Xam afrade that you wuddviit b< abel
to do so fine a song justice.
Well, sed Pa, then Bobbie .-an sing
it. 1 kneu that lie wanted to sing It
rlMsself, but what Ma sed about it lies-
• Inga fine song made him f< el kind of
i ' <oo<> after all. So Pa handed me the
song A- 1 sang it the l>< st I cud for
. . the kind of song it was. This was the
naim of the song
NIX. NIX, NIX ON POLYTICKS.
r The drawing room was crowded in a
city far away.
, It was a politisliun's Imam, so brll
yunt and so gay.
His wife was cooking dinner wen a
guest cairn through the doot
& sed Do you think William Taft will
get jest one term moat ?
■ She hit him with a turnip on his bald
and shiny pate
& sumthing like the f..Hoving was th< .
word that site old state
Chorus:
Nix, Nix, Nix < n Pol\ ti< k>
f I’m tired of Teddy Roosevelt << his
lltt ‘1 Bull Moose tricks.
. 1 w uddent care If Taft grew Haft A
ij. Wilson I Kissed the Styx.
' Nix, Nix, Nix on Polytii ks
Weil, sed Pa. what do you think of
| that for u song
it dident se< in to itnpn ss m, lavor-
i . i able, sed Ma. It is not tri:«, not true
f to lite & not true to winunett. sed Ma.
'f Did you evver s< > m. . for insteiis,
| throwing a turnip .ft a mm's bald
liw * lCt! ’ * n place I never looked
■■j a turnip & w uddent have ma in my
I hand, a n the second pine. I cuddent
• throw strata ertuff to hit .mvbony in
‘ I I the lied unless I aimed at his teet.
FSj. Pa got kind of mad then. Wife.
| dew, sed Pa. Is thare anything trial
j 1 ewer did that you liked'.' I was
‘ almost sure that thb om time ton |
R WUd like this song. I spmit a lot of |
time on it. I thought tip chorus was
r kind of catchy.
■■ You poor old boy. smi Ma; 1 dident I
|| think that you was g. Ing to <. so
II hard, or anything like that. If It will
rt! tnalk you feel any b<tt rto tell •mi (
| that 1 think the song Is good. I will
S say that the song Is good. 1 only '
: .thought that you wanted my real opl.i
yun, Ma sed.
You know as well as I do that poly-
I ticks Is everything rlt< now & that it
is always a important part of American
life. Why doant you rite a song about
the inoonlite on the lake, or sumthing
of that kind. Everybody knows that
thare is inoonlite on the lake when
thare is a lake & a nite Hint tin- moot,
is out.
1 guess you better lay off on song
-0 writing, sed Ma. & try sumthing else.
I was reading the other day about a
| .man that got ten thousand dollars for
’ curing a horse that beelonged to a
I rich man. Why doant you try beeing a
Q| veterinary surgeon lusted of a poet.
!j Beeing a what? sed Pa.
K Oh, anything, sed Ma. Try beeing a
? shipping clerk. But doant be a song
. riter. i
So then Pa ioar up his song as e< sy
| as he used to tear up Broadway.
LIQUID MEASURE.
M It was the time of the singing lesson
| at tlie local council school, and the j
1 teacher was. explaining to the young
Bhopeful.'; that if a “treble," an “alto," a
k “tenor” and a 'bass'' snng together,
litheir united efforts would constitute a ,
H quartet.
There seemed w trouble about that, :
I and the teacher thought the class was
H getting on very nicely.
I "Now, Jimmy, leave off pinching your
‘ brother's leg and listen to tne," said shi 1
r• “If a bas« and a tenor sang together,
I what would you call that?"
||. Jimmy was the son of the local milk-
I man, am 1 a bright lad withal. His an
|.«wer was not long in coming. 1
“Please, miss.' said he, “that would '
3jf be a 'pintet.' ” 1
(OBSTINATE? MY WORD!
Mrs Bacon—She's one of the most
ibstlnate women 1 ever knew.
Mrs. Egbert —lndeed?
Mrs, Bacon —Yes Why, i believe if
the took laughing gas she'd e
\ > v’-RV - '
wk fl". ■
THE HAIR OF YOUR YOUTH
“Rich, flossy, luxuriant facinatinfi hail
of youth.’
Why should you not keep it so—continue
to have it—plenty of soft youthful-looking
hair, to dress in the many styles most be
coming to you —that keep you looking
I young, attractive that please you and
your admirers too,
Don t let the grey hairs in—they’ll make
you look old -lose your charm and fresh
‘ nes ’ Besides others notice them at once
•nd comment on them too.
THE HAIR OF 7 YOUR YOUTH
\Y'S HAIR m:\LTH
/ «" »' „■ J..,. • .... ~.
Srij it,
i*Uh .—/’Ail, Ha» ipfuu/i,,, Aim i, A . J
. j AND RfcCJMMtNDED
| «Y JACOBS’ PHARMACY
Up Against It * * Or such is the Life of a Lady v> By Nell Brinkley
fl
W / J - ' ~r< 1 | f \W ( 'V' I F
L-M' W\H I'
'J- fa- Itm
Tr’H A ' : ; 7. A
'-'"'■yr i war
\ln ' ■ Al® 'wfclw
•A r.... 7 ’ I® 'BrR ■
M I I'*''. ■ Vrrf fOW
11. s — ' —..pj .ng „ “-r
(Copyright, National News Association.)
Pretty Lady reading from a fashion book trying to get a little brain picture of what she’s going to have to wear THIS winter. . . . “It is hard to say just WHAT Milady will wear-
bet wo know it will be quite simple! There will be no plain skirts—no plaited skirts—no full skirts—and no tight skirts. You see? There will be peplums,jgodets, tunics and panniers. And
eLASI RONS? Ah! ah! Sleeves are—hesitant. The waist line is a —blur. You will be, Milady, quite safe, if you get yours either under your arms or below your knees. There will be fur
everywhere it can get aboard. Lace as deep as possible at throat and sleeves —probably touching Milady’s dimpled knees before the spring. As far as lace goes—look just as much like a baby’s
bassinet as possible. If she will picture in her mind this charming winter mode Milady will see how inexpensive—and how quite, quite SIMPLE it is.” Up against it, as usual!
— 1 — 1
JONES a i hrii ‘Bertrand Babcock
Based on George M. Cohen’s Play Now
Running In New York.
(Copyright, 1912, by George M. Cohan.)
TODAY s installment.
Mrs. Gerard exclaimed at this and
Broadway hastened to add:
"I mean she said 'yes' Beatrice said
‘yes.’ ”
Wallace looked from one to another,
more mystified than ever, when the tit
tering voice of the woman broke in:
"We're going to spend our honeymoon
in Spain.”
"Yes, dear, sunny Spain." rhapsodized
Broadway. “I'm going out this afternoon
to buy a sombrero and tv pair of casta
nets" he took a few dance steps and
hummed an air from “Carmen."
“Well, aren't you going to congratulate
me?”
“Now. see here, Jackson, if you're fool
ing mo. 1 want to know,” returned Wal
lace roughly.
Mrs. Gerard shook from head to foot in
senile anger
"There he goes again, Jackson." she
snapped "I'm not going to stay here and
be Insulted In such a manner—l—“
Broadway interposed. He assured Mrs.
Gerard that in a few moments alone with
Wallace he could convince him that there
was no Joke They didn't want Wallace
to repeat to all their friends in town that
the engagement was a farce. If she would
go out in her car for a half hour and
return everything would be smoothed
aw ay.
She consented.
"Bye-bye. dearie," she lisped.
"Au revolr. sweetheart,” returned
Broadway, affectionately
"Don't listen to that bad, naughty man.
dearie.”
"No, him won't, little Beatrice. Him
make bad man listen to him."
She kissed him fondly.
With "Oh, you dear boy," and with
one glance of scorn and fury for Wallace,
she was gone
"BROADWAY'S" SECRET.
In considerable more bewilderment than
anggr, Wallace sat in his chair, staring
before him for a moment after the widow
Gerard had left Jackson walked slowly
to his friend's chair, laid one hand quietly
on its back and then looked at Wallace
Intently.
"Say. arc you going crazy!" roared
Wallace
Broadway ignored the query.
■'Nov,', in the first place." he com
mence*! deliberately. "I want you to
thoroughly understand that I'm poaltlve
>> serious about the whole affair and '
that nothing that you can say will change |
my plans."
Well!” ’
Mrs Gerard and 1 are going to be mar- I
rie*l and It's going to happen very short-!
1* So whether you like the Idea or not. if j
you . are to retain my friendship, you i ,
mus get used to It the same as I have!'
to do."
"I'm listening
Broadway sighed
1 know several girls, he went on, 1
who will ,r* very bltterl*. an*! a lot '
of fellows wh W ||| lailK t, v ,. rv heartily,
but th* fact remains that the lady you
lust saw lente the room is to become '
Mrs Ja.'kson Jones, so one* and for all
get It out of your head that it’s a Joke"
I*** you realise what people will sat
ami think''
Jackson brought his tiat down into
the palm of his hand Xal-l he:
I ve thiashe*! it out w'.*h myself from '
every .in,. >■ 1 know what they II atty .
and I km** what they'll think "
Well, what will they think?" i
"The natural thought will be that I'm
marrying her for her money."
His friend laughed shortly.
“They know better than tliat. Every
body's aware of the fact that you've
got the money you need.”
It was Broadway’s turn to laugh.
"Do you think so?” he asked.
Rankin entered with a telegram which
Jones absently put in Ids picket as he
Informed the retiring butler that he didn't
wish to be disturbed for a few moments
Then, when they were again alone, he
paced t»aek and forth for a 'moment.
Turning sharply he said:
"Bob, I'm going to let you In on a
little secret—my secret. No one else In
the world knows. I wouldn’t tell you if it
weren't for the fact that we've been so
close and such good pals for the last
few years, but remember it’s Masonic.”
"Certainly."
“I'm broke,” said Broadway, all pre
tense at happiness gone from his face.
“You’re what?"
"Broke dead broke."
“Say, is this another of your Jokes?
You're rich in them today."
"It’s no Joke to be broke. Bob; but it’s
even worse than that with me. Bob; I'm
in debt."
"What!"
"I owe about fifty thousand dollars."
"Well, what have you done with all
of your money?"
“Put it back in circulation, where it
came from.”
WHERE IT WENT.
“Wall street?" suggested Wallace.
“No, Broadway."
“Investments gone wrong?"
“I never Invested any. All 1 ever did
was to spend it." i
Wallace's jaw dropped. Truly this was
a day of surprises to him.
“But you couldn't spend the money you
had." he said, as though his business
like mind filtered the Idea of the impos
sibility of expending legitimately more
than a fixed sum.
Broadway smile*! His tone was al
most sprightly as he answered:
"I didn't have any trouble In getting
rid of it. Everybody seemed very giad
to get it, and also 1 owe tailor bills, flower
bills, restaurant bills, jewelry bills, boot
bills. I've got a flock of bills in my desk
that would make Rockefeller complain
about the high cost of living, and 1 can't
pay them because I'm broke.”
"Why. you always gave me to under
stand that you were a millionaire?" ex
claim*.i Bob
Jackson grinned sheepishly
"Well. I lied a little," said he. "At that
1 dare say I could have been worth a
mlllt.*n by now if I'd had anv business
ability with bank roll 1 had to go with
When I came here to New York five years
At a Mother's Meeting
the wife of a noted New York divine
said to her listeners: "Watch careful
ly your daughter’s physical develop
ment. Mothers should see that nature
is assisted, ts necessary, to perform
Its offices and keep their daughters
well informed as to matters pertaining
to health."
Irregularities and pain are sure
symptoms of some organic trouble
nnd mothers may depend upon Lydia
E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound,
the standard remedy for woman's ills,
to restore the system to a healthy nor
mal condition
ago and started to burn Broadway up I
was worth $250,000. My father died and
left me that when I was ten years old.
I didn't come into it until I was twenty
' one about $75,000 in cash, some real es-
tate and a half Interest in a chewing gum
factory. The first thing I did was to get
rid of the real estate and sell out my in
' terest in the gum factory. I wanted
' cash. Hadn't any use for anything else.
My father's partner, his brother (my
uncle, old Andrew Jones), bought me out
and cheated me. too. A measly hundred
thousand, that’s all I got. Since then I
understand he’s made a dozen fortunes
i with the darned old gum. I hear the
i Gum Trust offered him a million dollars
for the plant last year. You've often
i heard me speak of the gum.”
“Yes, Jones’ pepsin.”
"That's right, Jones' pei»sin—made in
Jonesville. Town named after my grand
father. He was in the gum business be
fore his two sons. It’s the oldest gum on
the market. Ever chew it?”
"Well, don't It's awful."
Wallace hitched his chair closer to
> Jackson, greatly interested.
i "Go on,” he said.
THE WHITE LIGHT LURE.
"1 couldn't wait to get hold of the money
and get out of Jonesville. I wanted New
I York—nothing but New York. I read
New York, 1 talked New York—l dreamed
t New York. Why. from the time I was
sixteen years old to the day I left that
town everybody in Jonesville called me
Broadway. Just because 1 wore patent
leather shoes and put on a clean collar
every day."
I " Broadway' Jones," repeated Bob,
musingly.
i "Yep, 'Broadway Jones,' " returned the
wearer of that appellation, with the hu
i mor that lies very near to tears. “Oh,
I've lived up to the name all right, all
right. 1 know every newsboy, policeman,
i actor, chorus girl, bartender and wine
agent in the street. I've been to bed
just one night in four years before 4
o'clock in the morning, and that was
; because 1 had a toothache and my face
was swollen. Oh. It wasn't the pain that
■ kept me in: it was the looks of the thing.
Oh. what I haven't done to Broadway!•
Well, you’ve been with me. and you
know!"
I
LIGHT RUNNING
THAOS MARR R<ai«TCftCO
Not sold under any other
name.
Buy direct and secure
maker’s advantages.
'We rent and repair, also
make needles for all ma
-1 chines.
Can save you money and
trouble.
THE NEW HOME SEW
ING MACHINE CO
No. 44 Edgewood Avenue.
No. 10 Equitable Building.
The two young men sat in silence I
for a time. Wallace was trying to find :
some way out for Broadway, and the i
latter was immersed in mournful reflec- i
tions. Yet such is the strange mixture ■
of pride and regret in the career and i
temperament of the average spendthrift <
that Broadway could not have been said :
to be entirely unhappy. He broke the si- 1
lence with a laugh. 1
"When I go into a restaurant, the I
waiters come to blows to see who'll get i
me. If I go in to get shaved, you'.' I
think some one had yelled 'Fire!' the i
, way the barbers dash for the chairs. Oh,
i I've been the bright-eyed baby boy
. around this town, all right. It's cost me
i a quarter of a million, but I’ve had a won
derful time."
"How long have you been broke?" asked
, Wallace.
“About six months. My credit carried
me on. You know when I first went
, broke 1 made up my mind that I wouldn't
run into debt, no matter what happened.
1 put on an old suit of clothes that morn
ing and started out looking for a Job.
' "' 'J 1 _____ _ __ ==== _.
DR. E. C. GRIFFIN’S
S3iUU Our Scientific Car* Gives
ek WraSMk Modern Dentel Health
Set Teeth Only $5“
Sellvered Day Ordered
22k ’ BoW Cr ® w ’” $3.00
Perfect Bridge Work $4,00
Phone 1708 Lady Attendant
Over Brawn A A'len't Drug tore 24J Whitehall Street
■■■MHBKraHHNMRMffIHMiuwBHHHMHnMi
SUPERIOR SERVICE via NEW ORLEANS to
Louisiana, Texas, Old and New Mexico, Arizona and California
Winter Tourist Excursion Fares
On Sale Daily November Ist to April 30th, 1913,
Liberal Stopovers. Final Limit May 30, 1913, Four Daily
Trains for Houston and North Texas Points.
Two Daily T hrough Trains to California
Leave NEW ORLEANS 11:30 a. m„ and 11:45 p. m.
Through Standard and Tourist Sleeping Cars.
Electric Block Signals. Oil Burning Locomotives
Call or write for full particulars.
0. P. BARTLETT, Genl. Agt. R, 0. BEAN, T. P. A.
1901 First Avenue. 121 Peachtree Street.
Birmingham, Ala. Atlanta. Ga.
I was willing to be elevator boy, mes
senger boy—anything. I walked about
the streets looking for a ‘boy wanted'
sign. My intentions were the best In the
world. But somehow or other, I got to
thinking of something else, and when I
came to where do you suppose I was?
Sitting at a table in Delmonico’s eating
breakfast. Forgot all about the job and
turned right In there out of force of
habit. I made a dozen attempts to do
the right thing. I cut out the automo
biles and rode in street cars for two
or three days.
Continued in Next Issue.
CASTOR IA
For Infants and Children.
The Kind You Have Always Bought
sJXrToi
Daysey Mayme
and Her Folks
By FRANCES L. GARSIDE.
Daysey mayme appleton
looks so artificial from the
crown of her golden head to the
tips of her high-heeled shoes she gives
the impression that if some one punch
ed her in the belt she woul(jl squeak
“Ma-ma,” just like a French doll.
She wears a collar so high in the
back and so low in the front It looks as
if her halo had slipped down, and she
waves her hands when she talks just
like a switchman.
At first glance one might think Day
sey Mayme superficial. But she is not
—she is temperamental!
As a child she didn’t keep up with
the class in the public school, and het
mother sent her to a private school.
"The teacher," explained her mother
"didn't understand her. She is SO tem
peramental.”
The word explains so many things!
All mothers of backward children use it.
When an attempt was made to teach
ber to cook, she served over-done steak
with a fresh rose lying on the plate
and thought her»father lacked the. fir
of imagery because he looked at th
steak instead of the flower,.
She plays the low tones on the piano
very low, and pounds for the loud ones
and her friends encourfke her by say
ing she plays with expression.
"It takes an effort to be tempera
mental,” she explained to one who was
not. "All my life long I have taken
time to read descriptions of sunset' "
, £ )n . one , occasi °n Daysey Mayme was
left to take care of a young baby, and
when its mother returned she found tin
baby almost drowned and floating off
in Mayme*s tears.
“I got to thinking,” she said, between
sobs "of the many weary steps that
await those poor little feet before their
journey through life is ended—” but her
sobs choked her, and she could sav no
more. J
She will gaze at a flower and sigh
and look out into the dark with a yearn
ing look in her eyes. All her life she
has indulged in this poetic sorrow when
other girls of less sensitive organiza
tions have studied and scrubbed.
"I feel,” she said, “just like a mourn
ing clove sounds.”
And that is what it means to be tem
peramental.
GRAY OR FADED
HAIR RESTORED TO
NATURAL COLOR
Famous Southern "La Creole'’
Hair Dressing the Remedy.
Safe and Sure.
A harmless hair preparation, originated
♦ / a f pr ? hat poor Creole lady, more
th/,?L y 7 ea . rs ago is toda y giving joy
to thousands of women and men by quick
ly restoring the natural color to the gray
faded, streaked or wispy hair. By ap-
E- 5 ‘i n 5 Hair Dressing a few times
it cleans the scalp, kills the dandruff, and.
best ot all restores the hair to Its natu
ral color, fluffiness and vigor. It takes
away those streaks of gray, does awav
.'T, th ! . p^matur ? 01<1 age LaCreole stops
itching and falling hair. Don’t look
old before your time, but apply LaCreole
Hair Dressing to the hair and retain
your youthful looks.
kMessing will cleanse the
hair of dust, dirt or any excessive oil—in a
few moments after its application Your
hair will be wavy, fluffy and abundant,
and possess an incomparable softness, lus
ter and luxuriance, the beauty and shim
mer of true hair health.
LaCreole Hair Dressing is not onlv the
best there is, but the only hair color
restorer that gives satisfaction. Sold bv
druggists, $1 per large bottle, with full
directions for home treatment of the hair
(Advt.)
LETTER No. 2
Atlanta, Ga., October sth, 1912.
Dr. L. A. Hines,
Care Hines Optical Company.
Dear Doctor:
** 9 , ives me 9 reat pleasure to say
that the glasses fitted by you to my
eyes are most satisfactory.
I had little hopes when I went to
you, of getting glasses that would
give me relief as well as good vision,
as l have spent so much with the
leading oculists of this and other cit
ies without results, that I was dis
couraged.
Your glasses have given me the
eight of my childhood and I want to
thank you.
Very truly yours.
wffii'/S.' L ' OEOBOE '
HINES OPTICAL CO. I
DR. L. A. HINES IN CHARGE.
91 Peachtree St., Atlanta, Ga. I
L_ .
ECZEMA SUFFERERS
Read what I. S. Glidden, Tampa, Fla ,
says. It proves that
Tetterine Cures Eczema
For seven years I had eczema on my
ankle. I tried many remedies and nu
merous doctors. I tried Tetterine and
after eight weeks am entirely free
from the terrible eczema.
retterine will do as much for others.
It cures eczema, 'etter, erysipelas and
other skin trouble*-*. It cures to sta*
cured. Get it today—Tetterine.
50c at druggists or by mall.
SHUPTRINE CO., SAVANNAH, GA.
(Advt. I
111 ■ Opium, Whiskey and Drue Hahita treated
lag ■ Home or at SanllaHum. Book on aubjed
DR B. M. WOOLLEY, M-N. Vlclor
Sanltaeum. Atlanta. Georgia.
CHICHESTER S PILLS
I Illa In Red and Guld netslllcxV/
P’R!’™*** Best.‘.(ast, Re ||, bl _
01D BY DRUGGISTS BIRWRfi
