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be of any real service. The picture shows one of the latest fads intro
duced to make the mirror more practicable. The lid of the purse contains
a beveled looking glass of ample width, and the top is so arranged that
when the purse is closed the fashionable flat effect is retained.
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Wash Day Afternoon in the Park.
t Afrs. Com Plaint “Did you see that Mrs. Smith pass by?
Here it is wash day and she is trotting the children
out for an afternoon in the park.”
-? Mrs. Nocker “1 suppose her house is full of unwashed
clothes. She ought to stay home and clean up, as
we do.”
Anty Drudge “My dear ladies, Mrs. Smith’s wash is all
done and dried. She uses Fels-Naptha Soap. Do the
same, and you will be able to go out to the park, wash
day afternoon, too.”
\sk the woma n who kno vvs
Fels-Naptha to go hack to the drudgery of
the old-fashioned wash-day.
Not she' Fels-Naptha means too
much to her. She knows too well what a
labor saver,it is—what an economy.
Fels-Naptha actually docs most of the
wash for her.
Instead of boiling or scalding ami hard
rubbing in the old way, she simply soaps
them well with Fels-Naptha, in cool or
lukewarm water and soaks about 30 min
utes. b els-Naptha dissolves the dirt.
Her w ash-day starts after breakfast and
ends at noon instead of at supper time.
Fels-Naptha sates fuel; saves clothes.
And when the wash is done, she is
fresh and happy and the clothes are far
cleaner, than if she had boiled and hard
rubbed them for a whole day.
Be sufc to use Fels-Naptha the
Fels-Naptha way —in cool or lukewarm
water.
Follow the directions on the red and
green wrapper. Use any time of year. ”
i WAY TO RENT YOUR ROOMS:
iyJSE THE GEORGIAN “RENT BULLETIN"
BROADWAY JONES *
Based on George M. Cohan’s Great Play Now Running in New York
By BERTRAND BABCOCK.
TODAY’S INSTALLMENT.
Judge Spotswood h.ul met Broadway
and Wallace at the station and had es
corted them to the ''Grano'' hotel. They
had declined his invitation to dinner as
| they wished to "wash up" -the judge's
expression. Broadway had registered at
i the hotel as "B. Jackson," the judge told
his wife, as she set her "what not" In
, order and rearranged the rather ugly fur
niture that had come from a New Haven
. department store. She wanted every
| thing to be "slicked up" before Jones and
I Wallace arrived for the evening.
"Charley Gilroy, the hotel clerk, got off
I a. good' one," concluded the country law
: yer as he narrated Broadway’s arrival to
i his wife
She began to laugh in anticipation.
"I had to laugh, too," drawled the Judge
in his gentle voice. "You know Gilroy's
very witty. He's from Bridgeport."
"Well,” demanded Mrs. Spotswood
sharply.
"Well, what?” returned the Judge, mov
ing his lingers dazedly through his white
hair.
"What was Gilroy's good one?” she
asked.
"Uh, 1 see, Mom. I’m so worri think
ing of Well, anyway, Brdfldway's friend
wanted to know if they could have their
supper served in their room, and Char
ley asked them if they wanted him to go
up and feed them.”
Mrs. Spotswood ignored the wit of the
man from Bridgeport. Site wanted to
know if Broadway had said anything
about selling the plant, how he looked. If
he really were going to b<» married as
“old Miss Smyth" had said—
She couldn't learn much from the judge,
I us he and the two friends had not talked
much. Broadway had merely said that he
wanted to close up his affairs and get
back to New York.
Then turning from ills wife to ills
daughter Clara, a pretty, dark girl of
nineteen, the judge asked jier to go to
Josie Richardson’s house. Josie Wits to
be invited to drop in at the judge's dur
ing the evening.
Clara was Just going to the door on
her way out when the bell rang. She
opened the door. A young man whom
she recognized as Broadway stood there,
another with him. Broadway asked- for
the Judge. Clara at the giggling age, tit
tered promptly. Then:
"He's waiting for you. Right in the
parlor. Don't you remember me, Mr.
Jones?”
FRIENDLY GIGGLES.
A return to prosperity had driven from
the mind and face of Broadway all care.
He allowed himself to give way heartily
to his really friendly feeling
"Well, what do you think of that? Why,
you were a little girl the last time I saw
you,” he exclaimed and presented Wal
lace.
Clara giggled and the naturally stern
and serious features of Wallace relaxed.
He gazed at Clara in a sort of dumb, won
dering appreciation of a new element in
his life, and then responded with the
nearest approach to a giggle that Broad
way had ever seen in him.
Lingeringly, Clara left the house, and
lingeringly Wallace followed Broadway
Into the parlor.
Tin- greetings were hearty and homely.
Mrs. Spotswood and Wallace were soon on
tin most friendly of terms.
For the supposed grief of Broadway at
the loss of his uncle, Mrs. Spotswood was
quickly sympathetic.
"It was all over very sudden, wasn’t
it?" she asked.
A vision of Mrs. Gerard crossed the
memory of Jackson.
"Eh" What” lie stammered, a suspi
cious eye upon Mrs. Spotswood’s save.
GREATLY RELIEVED.
"T mean about your uncle,” said the
niotlurly soul.
"oil. yes, yes, too bad," the relieved
Jones answered heartily.
(n h: r best "company manner" the two
friends were asked by Mrs. Spotswood if
they wanted a glass of milk and some
cake
Up-to-Date jokes
Waiter—Here is our bill of fare, sir
Farmer Jones (i i from the country)
Now, I ain't goln' to pay no bill o’ fare
till I'Ve had sonn thing to eat,
Henry Peck - Do you think you can
make a good portrait of my wife?
Mr. Brushaw ty— My friend. 1 can
make it so lifelike you'll Jump every
time you see her.
"What is your favorite flower, duke?”
asked the heiress. x ßut I ought to
know that without asking.”
"Well, what should it be?”
"The marigold.'
An old womafi, having purchased
some pigs’ feet at a provision counter,
loft the estabMshment forgetting to
take her purchase. A small boy who
happened t» be in the shop wa's told by
' the assistant to call her back. The ur-
I chin ran with all speed, and, having
I overtaken her. said, breathlessly:
"Please, ma'am, ye left yer feet aftei
ye on the counter."
While crossing a city stret t a farmer
was knocked down by a motor ear. Be
fore he could get out of the way he
was knocked down again by a motor
cycle, whl< h came rushing along be
hind.
A friend of his on the pavement yell
ed to him:
"Why didn’t you get out of the way?”
"How in the dickens did I know it
had a colt following it?" was the angry
response.
A mission worker in New Orleans wa:
visiting a reformatory near that city
not long ago when she observed anjong
the inmates an old acquaintance, a ne
gro boy long thought to be a model of
Integrity.
"Jim!” exclaimed the mission worker
; "Is it possible 1 find you here?"
"Yassum," blithely responded the
backslider. "I se charged with stealin'
a barrel o’ sweet pertaters.”
’ The visitor sighed.
"You. Jim"" she repeated. T am
suri <ised!”
| "Yassum," said Ji'.: "S.. i, ov I
wouldn't b>- liei.
Broadway and Wallace smiled a refusal,
as into the minds of both entered many
pictures in which they bad not had cake
and milk.
"Well. I'll make a pitcher of lemonade,
anyway," she said, ami left them.
Wallaee ami Broadway strode over to a
picture of Broadway’s uncle which was
hanging on the wall, while the Judge dis
patched his "hired man" to the drug
store with the injunction to "get six good
cigars for this quarter.”
Tlie three men were soon seated at a
table. From motives of delicacy, inspired
largely by Wallace, the two younger of
the group had refrained from going
straight to the point of their business.
The judge, too, did not seem eager to
pass to a height from whleh the future
of Jonesville would be seen. Watched
earnestly by Broadway Jones, he reached
into his Pocket and produced not docu
ments, as Jackson hoped, but a flask.
”1 thought maybe you boys would like
a little drop,” he said with a glance of
timidity in the direction of. the kitchen.
“Don’t say anything about it to Mrs.
Spotswood. She'd raise thunder if she
thought I brought it into the house. She's
an awful temperance crank.”
With smiles, Jackson and Wallace de
clined to sip at the liquor, which they
fancied the village druggist had made in
his own cellar. The judge slipped it back
into his pocket. Then came at last to the
Issue:
"You know, very few people imagined
this hoy" -he indicated Jackson with a
Jerk of his head—-"would corne in for it
all."
With keen interest Broadway leaned
forward.
"Y<>u know, judge, 1 always thought the
old gentleman hated me,” he said.
SOME FACTS.
The lips of Spotswood were pursed for
a whistle. A moment later he said, vig
orously:
"No, siree. Os course, he didn't like
the idea, rlf your not wanting to take
up the fiartnership where your father left
it off. He’d never have bought you out
only he thought that you'd sell to some,
one else. I knew —I was in his con
fidence for years. He didn't want you to
go to New York, either, for fear you’d
squander your money, but he was really
very fond of you—naturally he would be
—never married, no children of his own.
He used to feel hurt that you never cared
to see him, but he always felt that the
plant belonged to you. You know your
father was t’le one who really made the
success. He was the active man- the
hard worker. If he'd lived there wouldn't
be any Chewing Gum trust today unless
he was the head of it. Your uncle was
willing enough, but he didn't have the
capacity for the work. That’s why you
got everything—because your uncle fig
ured your father was responsible for it
all, and that’s the real reason he never
let It go to the trust.”
Broadway shifted from side to side in
his seat in his impatience, yet he did not
care to ask the one question that was in
his mind. Wallace, with a grim smile at
this anxiety, came to Broadyay's rescue
with:
"If must be- an Immense fortune, isn’t
it, judge?”
"The Consolidated people offered twelve
hundred thousand dollars for the plant
and the trademark,” was the judge’s re
ply.
“I know," broke in Broadway in a
tone that was almost impertinent, "bur
Mr. Wallace means aside from the gum
business.
Verging on apology was the explana
tion of Spotswood now. He continued:
"Well, you see those trust fellows have
been so anxious 'to get the Jones gum
that they've been making it pretty warm
lately.' They knew we had a big fund
for advertising purposes, but they killed
that for us two years ago with one of
their business tricks.”
A SCURVY TRICK.
Plain alarm showed on the face of
Jackson.
"What do you mean?” he said tensely.
"Well, they sent in such a demand on
us," answered the country lawyer, "that
we added to the size of the plant and
spent the money for machinery. We
never realized that it was anything but
a legitimate increase until the sudden
smash came. Then we went back to the
normal demand and laid off our extra
force and found ourselves with superfluous
machinery and five useless packing sheds
on our hands—and no advertising done
all that year."
I A business which had been run for a
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Benjamin
Franklin
Were
Alive
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our stove experts.
Franklin perfected a heat
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whole year without advertising aroused
the professional pride of Wallace, and his
interest as well.
"Can you beat that?” he exclaimed,
“..lust shows how much chance the little
advertiser has got.”
"Your uncle put up a good fight,” con
tinued the judge to Jackson. "He turned
down every offer they made. <if course,
he'd contracted so many and such heavy
debts during the time of the fake de
mand that he hail to get a lot of quick
money in order to do business and con
tinue. The banks didn't treat him just
right. They wouldn't help him.”
"That was the 'rust again—the big ad
vertiser,” exclaimed Wallace.
"Your uncle was a game one, young
man. He disposed if a lot of stocks
and bonds and turned all his Hartford
and Meriden holdings into money and
put it right back into the business," the
judge explained slowly to Jackson.
In utter silence the youth who had
paid his little fortune for a Broadway
reputation sat for a moment, comforting
himself with the reflection that tlie gum
trust was still in existence and wanted
his plant.
ONLY THE PLANS.
‘Then aside from the chewing gum busi
ness Itself he left very little,” was the
audible conclusion of Broadway.
The Judge's answer was decisive:
"Nothing at all. I believe the plant
showed a profit last year. I expect Miss
Richards here shortly. She can tell you
exactly what it was. She’s got it at her
finger tips."
"Miss Richards? Who’s she?" asked
Broadway, in surprise at the mention of
a woman's name in connection with the
Jonesville business.
The judge considered a moment.
"Oh, you couldn't have known her.” lie
said. "She came here since you left. She
came first as an assistant bookkeeper
about two years ago. She worked her
way up in no time and now she’s chief
accountant, and she’s been a .sort of pri
vate secretary for your uncle, too. Every
body likes her, even Higgins, the fore
man, and he can’t get along with any
one. I sent Clara over for her—she'll
tell you all about it. The men in the
plant swear by her. When times were
very good she got your uncle to put in a
sort of profit-sharing arrangement with
the men on business above certain figures.
And when times got bad she got them
to hold a meeting and give it up to help. I
There wouldn't have been anything for :
them, anyway, as the business didn't :
come up to the figures.” ,
Continued In Next Issue,
HIS IDENTITY.
Twelve good men and true were
wanted, but the court had considerable
trouble obtaining a satisfactory jury.
There seemed to be something against
each of the persons who had been
called.
“Is there any reason why you
shouldn't act impartially toward the
prisoner?” asked the official, when an
other man’s turn came round for exam- I
ination.
“Yes,” came the reply, as the juror- |
who-rnight-have-been pointed toward a I
person in the well of the court. “I am
prejudiced against that man already.
His face makes me think him guilty!”
“Why,” exclaimed the offeial, “that
gentleman's the prosecuting counsel!”
LOVE'S BLIND EYE.
Newly married, the young couple
were starting on their honeymoon. Be
yond themselves they had no thoughts
for anything or anybody, and they sat,
oh, so close together in the railway car
riage! i
By-and-by the train drew up at a
wayside station, known to fame as
Sawyer Junction.
“Sawyer! Sawyer! Sawyer!” shouted
the low, common station porter as lie
passed the open window of the car
riage containing the honeymoon couple.
The young bridegroom, who had just
kissed his new-found missus for the
six hundred and twenty-first time, rose
in his wrath and thrust his head out
through the aperture of the window.
“Don't care if you did!” he snapped
indignantly. “We were married this
morning!"
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A BOON TO THE ECONOMICAL GIRL.
The economical girl has discovered away to make her summer straw de
for an early Autumn hat, and the picture shows what a pretty effect it has
The hat, in fact, has been made into a sort of umbrella, for they are not
only like an umbrella in shape, but, being covered with a soft plush, they are
practically impervious to the rain. The body of the hat is straw, and its cov
ering costs infinitely less than a new fall creation.
Things Worth Remembering
Canada has an area almost as large
as the whole of Europe, but.a popula
tion less than that of Greater London.
Out of the 60,000,000-odd inhabitants
of Germany 19,000,000 support them
selves by agt iculture.
In the Netherlands there are 2,000
miles of canals and another 3,000 miles
of navigable waterways.
During the past 30 years the popula-
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tion of Germany has increased by 20
000,000.
Two-thirds of Ireland is under cult'
i vation.
Oil was used for burning in lams
so far back as the twentieth centur
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“Rascal” was a term originally at
plied in England to a lean and worth
less deer.