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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. 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