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THE GEO OGHAM’S MAGAZWE PAGE A Sensible Fad ¥ '■ ' '■ss& fi 7// //y »"’■ / rja&- ,-^.dF/X^T' I ] \BtFi ~ '- . YVr x The ordinary mirror carried in a vanity case often proves too small to 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. I s ~, .1. in i ol|_jl_JllS KtT 3 □L_4^ w —• i V/T£ r — i r/ 1 4 *» *V> i v V \f f ‘jk n n n n n n n v.. (yiM r ’ ’jS3M|>Htt^^W- z AN7'Y MsSk. JJIIITTy drudge wH 33/ __... fa Gi [■■ *rH?A L ITOsajg teM?y A 1 <? * Er!v' ? ' v 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 flf Benjamin Franklin Were Alive he would like to know our stove experts. Franklin perfected a heat ing stove that burned coal. Our manufacturers have per fected the Perfection Heater, which burns oil, the cheapest fuel in the world. Our Y pjERFECTIOM SmOKKIEM < is the result of years of scientific study and experimenta tion. It is today the most efficient and yet the most economical heating device obtainable. The Perfection Heater bums nine hours on one gallon of oil. A simple, automatic device prevents smoking. Easy to clean and re-wick. It is ornamental (nickel trimmings, with plain steel or enameled tur quoise-blue drums). Inexpensive. Lasts for years. At Dtaltn Ecirywhtrt STANDARD OIL COMPANY i liM*rv«r«tea ia Ksatwbv' Iwaiaviile. Ky. Atlant*. Ga. Jiclm*. Mi**. Birwlnaham. Al*. Jacksonville. Fla. 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!" # The Umbrella Hat I GT F it? r ’ w I l ' 1 " 4lift / <<> V 'Gz 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. 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Two-thirds of Ireland is under cult' i vation. Oil was used for burning in lams so far back as the twentieth centur • B. C. “Rascal” was a term originally at plied in England to a lean and worth less deer.