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THE OEOBGIAN’S MAGAZINE, PAGE
BROADWAY JONES
Based on George M. Cohens P/ay Ao w Running tn New York
A Thrilling Story of "The Great White
Way,"
By BERTRAND BABCOCK.
TODAY’S INSTALLMENT.
The other walked to the window and
looked out In the street A “harp fea
tured man was ringing repeatedly the
doorbell of a' house opposite Each time
that the servant appeared she seemed to
shake her head and to be telling him
that the person he sought wasn't at
home. And just as persistently the man
returner! to his ringing Tills for a mo
ment broke the mood of Broadway Jones.
That man was a creditor, or worse still,
the employee of some “rough house col
lection agency " That same thing would
happen to him. Broadway Jones. His
doorbell, even if he should retreat to a
furnished room house, would be rung like
that, lie turned hack to Wallace.
“If it wasn't for all those debts all
those bills I owe,” he said.
“You don't know the exact amount?
Tou haven't added them up?" asked Wal
lace.
"Why, I—haven't had time. I've been
too busy."
“Doing what?” came from Bob sardonf
rally; then, as the other begged off from
i “arty third degree, as he was still nerv
ous from the night before." Bob added:
“Where are the bills? I'll go over thorn."
Broadway was only too glad to have
him do so. and he showed Wallace where
they were in his desk In the adjoining
room He left his friend gasping at the
totals of some of them, while lie himself
■went to the telephone In the room they
had been occupying A fervor of econo
my was upon him. He would discharge
the cook, he would discharge the butler.
But, first of all, he. must find out what
the dinner of the night before bad cost.
He got Speary’s on the phone, and the
head cashier at once. It would bo looked
up for him immediately, the cashier as
sured him, if he would hold the wire.
Broadway put the Instrument down on
the table while he stood waiting. Ban
kin entered quietly. In his sudden de
sire to economize. Jackson turned to him
I abruptly.
I “Rankin, you'd better look around for a
! Jtew Job."
The butler's face fell abruptly. "Pick
ings" had been good with him in the ex
travagant household financed by the
i spendthrift.
READY FOR ANYTHING.
"Hasn’t my services been satisfactory?"
Fafikin faltered out.
“Oh, yes; but 1 expect to do a lot of
traveling." returned Jackson. "I expect
to locate in Japan, and I've got to have
some one who understands the language."
From deepest despair, the face of the
butler changed instantly to delight and
hope.
"I speak Japanese very well, sir." be
said. "I was in service with two of them
for more than five years, ami in case you
are thinking of China. I'm also
A'-.Utia moment the telephone bell rang,
sparing Broadway the necessity of an
swering bis‘butler. He put the receiver
to his ear.
“What's that?" said he. "Yes —what's
that again? What? Twenty-three hun
dred _gnd twenty-three dollars. The what?
The vintage? What vintage? Is that so?
—Oh, not at all; It would be all the
same to me If you said twenty-three
thousand. Yes: thanks. Good-bye.”
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. Jackson put up the receiver ami for a
moment stumbled blindly’ about the room.
The result of his folly of the night before
was not confined to his engagement to the
elderly Mrs. Gerard alone.
"Tw<nty-three. twenty-three—and the
butler speaks Japanese," he mumbled to
himself "I can't win a bet." His eye
caught the exposed leaf of bls desk diary.
And It's the thirteenth of the month,
too 111 never forget this day.”
I'or the first time since be had learned
that his dinner of the night before had
added Just $2,323 to his indebtedness to
the world, he became conscious of the fact
tliat Rankin was still in the room, watch
ing him In a sort of dumb wonder Broad
way pulled himself together.
"You pay the chief a month's salary and
let him go," he directed to the butler.
"Tell him 1 don’t like his cooking any
more."
"Shall I engage a new man, sir?” asked
Rankin.
Jones' answer was Intended to bo de
cisive an to both the butler and the cook.
"No, I won't need any," lie said. "Didn't
I Just tell you that I expected to locate
in Egypt?"
Rankin smiled again. But us he was
determined this time io leave his master
no loophole of escape lie took care to walk
toward the door as lie answered:
I.gyptl Oh, what a delightful coun
try. sir I lived there for two years. mi
boos service to you. I'm sure, on the en
tire trip. I'll tell the chef, sir."
But Jackson had forgotten the butler
long before he had passed through Hie
door.
"Twenty-three twenty-three," mut
tered Broadway, as he opened the door
Os the room in which Wallace was deep
in a mass of bills, with rumpled hair, try
ing to add the many small Items that
made up the large whole. Wallace looked
up with a frown as Jones stood on the
rug before the door. Broadway hastened
to give his information.
"When you get that total, Bob," he
said, "just add twenty-three hundred ami
twenty-three dollars to it.” *-
"What’s that for?” Wallace asked
sharply.
"Vintage whatever that is," said
Jackson In a dry tone.
A scries of bitter reflections from Wal
lace on a combination of $2,32.1 worth of
"vintage” with a spendthrift and an el
derly widow had driven Broadway from
the room where Bob sat at the desk. He
was walking uneasily up and down in his
"drawing room' he called it that be
cause of sundry operations with works
performed there -when Rankin entered
with the card of a visitor who much de
sired to see Jackson. The name Peter
Pembroke told him nothing, hut as Ran
kin was quite positive that Pembroke was
a man of some Importance Broadway di
rected that he be shown in.
A moment later a florid man witli white
hair, carefully dressed in a well-fitting
morning suit and carrying the latest thing
in English headwear, strode briskly in.
"AJi. .Mr. Jones, I’m Mr. Pembroke," he
skid, and then waited, ns though he, ex
pected that tiie mere name would produce
an effect. He seemed slightly disap
pointed when Jones merely said:
"Sit right down, Mr. Pembroke. Make
yourself right at home.”
The elderly, though keen-faced and
alert, man took a chair.
"Os course you expected me." he re
sumed with a return of his air of expecta
tion.
Broadway’ felt a sudden tug of fear at
: his heart. Perhaps this might be the first
I of his creditors to run him.
"Expected you?" repeated Jackson
dully, while he waited for the other to
produce a bill or a court order.
But his caller did nothing of Hie sort.
His manner was still easy and friendly.
He resumed:
"Why, yes Didn't Mr. Spotswood wire
you that I'd call?" Then, as he saw
that the name did not awaken any mem
ory in Jackson, he added: "Judge Spots
wood, attorney at law, Jonesville, Conn."
AN OLD FRIEND.
Relieved to find that the man was ap
parently not a creditor, Jones exclaimed:
“Oh. you mean old Judge Spotswood, of
Jonesville! Sure, I know him. I know his
whole family well. Why, he did not
wire me.” Then he remembered the
telegram which Rankin had brought
to him, but which he had slipped into
his pocket. He brought it out. "Now,
what do you think of tliat? 1 forgot
to open it.”
Broadway had hardly begun to read the
first words of the telegram when the
other arrested his attention by saying in
a warm tone:
"You have my deepest sympathy, Mr.
Jones. I knew your uncle well. A fine
able man.”
Continued In Next Issue.
CASTOR IA
For Infants and Children.
The Kind You Have Always Bought
“Dress Simply If You Want to Look Young/* Says Pretty Juliette Day
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By Margaret Hubbard Ayer.
■A T ISS JULIETTE DAY is a tiny
_|_y I little person, with very large am
tions. \\’e shall see her soon as
Miss Plum Blossom in “The Yellow
Jacket,” by Harry Beniimo.
Now she is rehearsing day and night,
but she manages to look well and very
happy, despite her strenuous work.
She is the sort of a little girl that is
hound to be called cunning, or. worse
still, cute. I know she abominates both
adjectives, and is quite English in he.
denunelation of them. Still, she is lit
tle, so I asked her to give a word of
advice to other girls who never can
grow up, beyond four feet eight inches
Jr live feet at the most.
Miss Day has a vynning little face—
dear me, there’s that wretched adjec
tive again—and really big blue eyes.
And this Is what she thinks about other
little women:
"The little woman has one advantage
over the big one," said Miss Day, and
as she sat in a big chair, her feet
barely touched the ground. “Little
women stay' younger longer than big
women do. If a little woman Is elever,
she need never lookgdd at all, provid
ing she takes care of herself, and of
course there isn't so much to take care
of as there is of the six-footer,
“I don’t believe 1 shall ever grow
taller, though they saj you Mo go on
growing until you are twenty-one. Still
I rather think I shall be a "shorty” all
my life, so I’ve had to study the ques
tion seriously.
Will Hide Her Light.
"Here are some of the things I have
decided on:
"A little woman must never wear
frocks that are overtrimmed. She can
not afford to look like a fashionable
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lamp shade, because if she does she w ill
hide her light beneath it and be
eclipsed.
"She must never wear large patterns
and wide stripes.
“She must never wear too many col
ors. for if she is pretty the jumble of
colors detracts from her looks, and her
face is too small to stand the rivalry
of loud colors.
“She must never wear big hats." A
little face under a very big hat can’t be
seen, in the first place, and the back
view is apt to look ridiculous. It looks
as if the big hat were running off with
the girl.
"She must never carry very large
handbags or reticules-, and all her dress
accessories must be in proportion to
her size.
"If she wants to look young she must
dress simply, no matter what age she
is. The little woman can afford to
dress girlishly when she is past middle
age. but when she is young she must
not imitate the foolish customs or fash
ions of the older women.
"I see a great many girls who think
because they are very little that they
can use make-up on the street without
its being detected. Even powder makes
the face look older, and nothing is so
Do You Know—
Penny-in-the-slot milk is the latest
development of the principle in Lon
don. At Wood Green an enterprising
milkman has an automatic machine |
attached to his front door, and house
wives are able to obtain their pints
and half pints at the minimum of in
convenience.
The Abbe Mario Costa, an eccentric
priest of Genoa, has just died while
undergoing treatment at the sanita
rium of Ambi, near Lugano. By acci
dent it was discovered that his long
black coat was lined with Italian bank
notes to the value of s3,o(lii.
l-'or 1911-12 the estimated naval ex
penditure of Great Britain is 3220,392,-
500. that of the United States of
America 3130.5H4.571, ami that of Ger
many $1 141,031,788.
out of the 20.000,(loo-odd acres which
comprise Ireland, nearh <>ne-seventh
are barren, being mountain, turf, bog
or marsh.
N< irh South \frican war
medals Im unclaimed in two special
stiong rooms in Woolwich dock yard.
foolish as for a girl to think that a
complexion is improved by a coat ot
■whitewash.’
"There is one great danger that be
sets the little woman—the danger of
giowing fat. Os all others, she can
least afford it. for she will soon be as
wide as she Is tall.”
Miss Day is as slim as a willow wand
or the twig of the plum blossom, so
site'has nothing to fear for many years
to come. But she assured me that she
was already posted on the different
ways of keeping thin, and will begin the
moment she thinks it necessary.
“There are a good many disadvan
tages to being little,” said Miss Day,
"and one of them is that you always
need a footstool." Here she swung her
feet to show that she could not reach
the floor.
"You don't know how uncomfortable
this position is, and we small women
often suffer agony because we can’t
touch our feet to the ground, and chairs
are so high.
"Then there’s another thing. No
matter how pretty a little woman is.
she is really lost in the crowd, and is
less noticed than the tall girls of five
feet six and up.
"If you are short, the best thing to
do is to realize it and suit yourself and
your ways and clothes to your height.
"Don’t swagger around and make
long steps and swing your arms, or try
to be mannish: it’s perfectly ridiculous,
and everybody is bound to think so.
though they may call it 'smart’ for a
while.
"The little woman can ‘lounge.’ but
she can not ‘sprawl,’ and she has to
make up her mind that heroic gestures
and big motions of the body are not for
her.
“She can not whirl her arms about,
and even when she is ’suffragetting'
from the tail of a ca.-t. or upon a soap
box, she gets more attention —results—
if she remains perfectly quiet, using no
gestures at all.”
Is your husband cross? An irritable,
fault-finding disposition is often due to
a disordered stomach. A man with
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Effective Sunday, November 3, Sea
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and 41 between Atlanta and Norfolk
and Portsmouth, Va. This sleeper
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train, and returning, arrives At
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This is an additional-sleeper for those
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passengers between Atlanta and Nor
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Atlanta and points In North and South
Carolina.
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:: Lillie’s Smiles ::
By Beatrice Fairfax
“Fair Lillie’s smiles were full of wiles.
And won my heart completely.
I lazied in the sunshine
Os her friendship given sweetly.
But when she found ’twas time I had
To spend, instead of money,
The contents of my cup of joy
Were changed from honey.
Though once my wrr had made a hit
And roused her girlish glee.
Her mirth refused to be enthused,
She laughed not with, but at me ”
THOMAS F.” the author of this
unhappy little poem, adds a
postscript in which he sug
gests that his sad experience has un
doubtedly been the experience of other
poor but honest chaps. Also that
“though capable of sitting up alone
with his dead,” he wishes for the sake
of other men that this little "obituary
to his love for Lillian” be published.
The request of poor Thomas is grant
ed in the hope that its publication will
do more than warn other men against
Lillies: That it may make him realize
when he sees the poem in black and
white what a very poor poet he is.
With this realization may come the
more important one: That he has been
wasting his time.
He wasted valuable time in making
love when he had no financial re
sources; he wasted more time in writ
ing a poam about it.
Now tliat lie has had the experience
of having “lazied in the sunshine of her
friendship,” and knows the bitterness of
being laughed at, instead of with, he
should put the incident out of mind and
go to work.
He may resent this, and claim he is
working now. I have his own poem to
prove that he isn’t, for “when she found
'twas time I had to spend, instead of
money,” tells a tale of idleness; of love
making when one should be at work, of
lazying in the sunshine, of a girl's
friendship when one should be working
in the sunshine sent from above.
No wonder she laughed at. instead of
with him. Everj’ girl should laugh at
the man who doesn’t make effort to turn
his time into money. And the laugh
should have enough of contempt in it to
waken the manhood in him, and send
him hustling.
He says he is capable of sitting up
— f—•
HMM drudge
7
Anty Drudge as a Teacher.
Anty Drudge— ‘ ‘There is a sum that is as true as 2+2=4. ’*
Mrs. Save,work “But you have forgotten to subtract
several things, professor.”
Anty D> udge— I know, my dear. When you use
Fels-Naptha soap you can subtract hot fires, hard
rubbing, yellow-white clothes, steam-soaked homes
on Mondays, sickness resulting from hot water wash
ing and many other disagreeable things.”
our clothes —your health —your
strength so much depends upon the soap
you use, that you can’t be too careful in
choosing.
If you do the wash in the old-fashioned
vaj with soaps that require boiling water
and much hard rubbing, you can’t blame
the clothes for wearing out so quickly.
And it s natural that the exertion
should tax your strength and that the
steaming soapy suds should kt stuff up” your
head and ruin your skin.
But l els-Naptha requires no boiling
water, no hard rubbing.
And it nothing harmful to
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It is the one soap that will make your
clothes look best and wear longest, and
that will get you through a whole day’s
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Pels-Naptha is a wonder-worker at
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alone with his own dead. If he can do
that all through Nfe he will show a
spirit of courage, of unselfishness, and
of self-reliance that few nten display.
The world is full of women who "sit u
alone with their own dead” and make
no moan, and no one knows it, but it is
the natural tendency of a man to call
attention to his woe and demand that
the world pause while it gazes witli soj.
ernn eyes at his sorrow.
Thomas is letting a little Incident
make him morbid. He has no dead to
sit up with beyond the dead that exist
in such moments of poetic frenzy as he
is experiencing. But he has the living
to deal with, and life to face.
And that life will never amount to
much if he is content with having more
time to spend than money, and sitting
around writing poor poetry about it.
THE POINT OF VIEW.
The editor was glad—yea, very g$ S A.
And he showed it. His countenance
glowed with generous gleams of glad
ness, and from his throbbing throat
poured peans of praise.
The somnolent staff (Cries of "No!
No!”) startled out of its slumbers,
huddled itself in a corner and anx
iously hazarded reasons for the strange
behavior of its chief. The office cat
sprang from its couch of mildewed
manuscripts and bristled bravely. Ami
a bloated bluebottle, suddenly ceasing
to buzz, fell with a fatal flop on the
junior sub-editor.
Joy and consternation! But where
fore joy? Why consternation? Where
fore doth the mighty man rejoice at
heart?
He lias just devoured the following
paragraph:
"We learn from our foreign corre
spondent that Mr. O’MacPunn and Mr.
A. de Virse, the famous poets and hu
morists, have been captured by brig
ands in the Balkans. A $20,000 ran
som is demanded and should this not
be forthcoming the chief of the gang
—the notorious Boilinoilo—threatens
the usual alternative. Up to date the
ransom has not been paid, and the out
look is regarded as very black.”
And this is the cause of the editor's
gladness—and, from an editorial point
of view, his gladness is justified!