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BROADWAY JONES
Based on George M. Cohan's Play Now Running in New York
A Thrilling Story of "The Great White
Way.”
By BERTRAND BABCOCK.
TODAY’S INSTALLMENT.
■I didn't know you knew that,” said
t . girl, in the same manner as before.
••Tiny made that offer to your uncle sev
eral months ago.”
< ie chest of Jackson swelled slightly
...-rji the air of a very young and inex-
.rawed business man."
•'Tliey made that offer to me this
i.iorning,” he said.
The eyes of the girl were on him now,
it they seemed only friendly, and Broad
way found himself wondering how he
>iid have felt that they were hostile.
,'n gentleness, almost that of the
ng and pretty school teacher to the
iseeptible boy pupil, she said:
LEARNING SOMETHING.
Ymr unde made a noble stand against
, Consolidated Company. I only hope
lli; li take up the fight where he left
iff.”
I-.roadway now fancied himself entirely
at his ease, and that no pressure of any
.ort was being brought to bear on him.'
So hurriedly lie went on:
Yes. of course, but the thing I want
: f in d out is: How much money there
is behind this thing?”
•q don’t quite understand,” said the
girl, seeming for the moment merely the
business woman.
‘Well, beside that $50,000 we made
last year, how much have we got?”
■The trade-mark is worth a fortune.
Besides, there’s the plant itself, and the
machinery, and the —”
Jackson was now bold enough to in
terrupt her.
"I don’t care about trade-marks and
machinery. I want to know' how much
: iohgv there is—cash money. That's
really the only thing I'm interested in—
cash ” ' •
His luck of business training and knowl
edge were apparent to the girl, but she
explained patiently:
"We never carry a big blance, Mr.
Jones. You see, it’s not a cash business'."
"It isn't?”
"Our operating expense account is al
truist 53,000 a day. Our payroll is sll,-
iOOO a week.”
"If it isn’t a cash business, where do
you get all this money from?”—becoming
inure and more deeply involved in the
nire of his business ignorance.
"We do most of our business with the
Liberty Trust Company of New Haven.
We have a very fine credit, too."
“Credit” did not ring well in the ears
of Broadway.
"That's the worst thing in the world,”
he said ruefully. “It’s the cause of all
my troubles. What I want to know is:
Am I in a position to hold out for a big
ger price? Is business good now?"
"Yes, we did more than $120,000 worth
of business last month.”
"A hundred and twenty thousand dol
lars worth of business last month! Can
I get that money at the bank right now?”
If the young woman were amused she
did not disclose it. Vigorously she re
plied:
"Why. certainly not!”
Broadway felt called on to explain thus:
"You see, 1 owe a lot of bills, and I
want to know how much money—real
money spot cash—we’ve got in the bank
this minute.”
"Our cash balance? Almost SIB,OOO, I
should say."
■Tai kson groaned.
"Only $18,000,” be as he thought
of Mrs. Gerard. “And you did $120,000
worth of business last month! Oh. I was
never made for a business man. I don’t
understand it at all! The. best thing that
I can do is to grab that offer in a hurry.”
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"I hope that you’re not thinking of
S °. ! . ng °, ver to the trust ’” she said.
Don’t you think the price is good
enough?" \
A REGULAR TERROR.
No sooner had Broadway asked the
question than he felt a vague uneasl
ness.. He saw returning to the girl's
face, if not to her eyes, that power
which bad humbled him so quickly and
thoroughly. As she got up from her seat
Broadway was suddenly conscious that
she seemed feet and feet above him. He
felt that she was at some height and
was looking down upon him, a pigmy.
And this illusion was so complete that
he almost telt that it was being carried
out physically.
"It isn't a question of the price, Mr.
Jones, said those dearly sweet yet
strangely undershot vibrations that
seemed to come and go as they pleased
in this girl s voice. "It is the principle
of the thing.”
Broadway answered almost in a single
gasp as he strove to control his weird
emotions:
"You'll have—to explain—that to me.”
"Wlfr, think of what you're selling”
her face lighted up almost with the old
fire of martyrs burnetrat the staJce—“the
thing your grandfather worked Tfor and
handed down to your father—the thing
that he worked for and handed down to
you—the thing that you should work for
and hand down to your children, then
to their children, and so on, and so on.
Think of what you’re selling."
Rapidly poor Broadway was learning
the meaning of the famous phrase, “To
love her is a liberal education.” Not that
he loved this magnetic young woman, but
his liberal education was beginning. He
strove against enlightenment, and. as the
most effectual way of checking the pro
cess, he retorted when he was able:
"Think of what I’m selling! You mean
that bum chewing gum?”
The girl s glance let him see that there
could be dignity and sentiment both about
a "bum chewing gum."
STRONG WORDS.
As she did not reply, Broadway fancied
for one short moment that he had routed
her. He hastened to press home the shot
with:
I can t see for the life of me where
there is any sentiment about this thing.”
But the young woman hail not been
routed. She walked toward him slowly.
Then, within a few feet, she stopped.
“You can't," she said with low vehe
mence; “you’d ruin the town you were
born In. You’d see seven hundred men
and boys taken from their employment.
You'd see the very bread and butter taken
from the mouths of their families. Would
you see all of this without a regret?”
“How is all this going to happen?"
shot out Broadway, on the edge of the
pit she seemed plainly intent on digging
for him.
The girl let him think for a moment,
while she seated herself, and with a gen
tle wave of her arm invited bii-ft to take
the other chair near her. But he re
mained standing, from a feeling that if
he sat deep waters would engulf him.
There was a little silence; then she
went oh:
“Twenty-four hours from the time you
sign that bill of sale to the Consolidated
Company this plant will close.”
“You meafw.they’ll pay all that money
Just to get this gum off the market?”
“Oh, no,” she elucidated—as though to
a child. “Their plant covers acres and
acres of land. They manufacture in
Ohio.”
Broadway could no longer face those
pleading, menacing, imploring, begging
eyes, whose shadings of emotion from
command to entreaty were so clearly
shown and with such lightning rapidity.
“Oh. I see.” he said, his head sinking
as if in keeping with his voice, "are you
sure of that?”
"Positively,” said the girl; “why, you'd
never know a happy day. Mr. Jones. You
couldn’t have any luck or peace of mind.
It would be almost criminal. The thought
of the pain and distress you'd bring into
the lives of these people would haunt you
day and night. Why, even in your
dreams you'd—”
To the raising of the siege upon Jack
son's emotions cajne memory of the hotel
room in Jonesville he was to occupy.
"For heaven's sake don’t say any more,
please don’t,” he pleaded, "I’ve heard
enough now to keep me awake for a
week.”
For the first time during his talk with
her the girl smiled. There had been
movements of her features in their inter
view that might have passed for smiles,
but other values had been given to them
by that Impenetrable mystery of woman
kind which this girl seemed to have in
profusion.
Now the world appeared in a different
light. Jackson could think only of the
sunrise as he had seen it in Central park
when, after a night of it, he bad driven
his automobile through it with a maudlin
company. Never had the tints of early
morning appeared more beautiful thap on
those occasions, when the calm and dig
nity of the awakening day aroused in
him a dim remorse that his own life was
not as they. So it was when Josie —he
did not dare call her that even in his
thoughts—smiled. Her smile gave point
to all that she had said: It also oblit
erated all the bitterness that might have
existed in some of her words, phrasings
and facial .expressions.
The smile was still on her lips and the
womanly tenderness of thought for the
little town in her face as she said to
Jackson:
"1 would give this matter serious
thought if I were you, Mr. Jones. It
would be the finest thing in the world
for you to stand by and protect the peo
ple of this town. You've got a chance to
do something big—a thing of far-reaching
consequences—a wonderful thing. I hope
you'll do It”
She looked Jackson squarely in the
eyes: her smile again shining through her
words like sunlight through rain, so that
he almost fancied he saw a rainbow.
“And 1 think that you will,” she fin
ished. her words coming to Jackson
almost as a whisper, a barely percepti
ble sigh.
Again Broadway fell into that trance
which this girl caused seemingly at iter
will. She called the Judge and his wife,
made her farewells, and then, while Jack
son was in the midst of his daze, she
made hint .promise to call at the factory
the next morning, when she would go
over the books and figures with him. He
promised, with every intention-of keep
ing that promise. Then Just before she
left she walked up to Jackson and, tak
ing a small package from her purse,
handed it to him. Upon her face was
.he most exquisite humor Jackson
had ever seen. He had not known that
Continued in Next Issue
American Women Have More Temperament, But
Better Manners? Than Spanish, Says Mlle. Bori
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Mlle. Lucrezia Bori, young and beautiful soprano at the Metropolitan opera .. .
house. New York, who thinks 30 the ideal age for women. 'ii i
By Margaret Hubbard Ayer.
{4T~XON’T say that 1 am twenty-
I three; make it twenty-four;
and oh. how I wish I were*
thirty!" exclaimed that brilliant Span
ish songbird, Mlle. Lucrezia Bord. and
in dead earnest, too.
Luckily, the substantial upholstery
of the Hotel Rector furniture upheld
me as I sat talking to our latest, most
fascinating grand opera singer, when
she sprang this astonishing announce
ment.
Since that time Aide. Buri has made
her de,but, been seen, and conquered
her audience, and the world knows tjiat
besides the vocal gifts which have
brought her to the head of her profes
sion in four short years, she has real
beauty and real youth.
"Why do you want to be thirty?” I
inquired, still doubting my ears.
“Oil, I’m tired of always being called
‘oo young,” she replied, in quick, jerky
French, with waving, humming-bird
gestures of the hands, her animated
brown eyes, which are set a little slant
ing in her face, flashing with good hu
■nor and intelligence, and full of the
luality called temperament.
The Ideal Age.
'There are so many things I want to
do and sing, and I am always being
told. ‘You are still too young.’ as if om
had to wait "or the years to learn
things which one knows by instinct.'
said the singer, with utmost contempt.
“But here in America. I am convinced
that thirty is the ideal age. Oh, no; I
don’t know why; I have not analyzed it.
But women of thirty, they are still
young without having to be reproached
for their youth.
“I'm afraid that if the Americans
will only like me and my voice I shall
.become wild about them. I’ve only
been here a short time, and I'm de
lighted with everything American.”
Mlle. Bori rattled on in a gay. fascinat
ing manner, for she has made up her
mind to be charmed by everything, and
happiness is the state which she
achieves with determination.
“People talk a great deal about the
temperaments of the Spanish women,
but 1 can assure you that the American
woman has much more .temperament
than the woman of Spain; only, you see.
the American woman has better man
ners and hides that temperament be
hind a certain cold exterior. It is her
bringing up that makes her seem cold.
“The Spanish woman, on the con
trary. gesticulates a great deal. She
makes many movements of the hand,
she sways from the hips, and that is all '
called a display of temper iment, when I
it is often nothing but a mannerism. !
"Gestures don’t mean temperament."
If the great Spanish painter Goya had |
ever elected to paint a really beautiful i
woman, he would have been delighted J
with the type which Mlle. Bori repre-
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sents, for her face, with its white skin
made even paler by the white face pow
der which all Spanish women use, and
the full, very red lips of a pouting
* mouth, is full of interest and signifi
cance, and lifer constantly changing ex
pression fascinates the eye and ap
peals to the imagination.
Her Philosophy.
Here is Mlle. Bori’s philosophy of life,
a good one for anybody to follow,
though it may not lead every girl to
the Metropolitan Opera House.
"I believe in being happy, and I am
happy,” said the young woman who is
already a famous singer, and not quite
24. “When I am assailed with doubt
or trouble, I think to myself, ‘remem
ber all you have to be happy sbout and
the'future that, is before you. You
should not be unhappy now.' and I de
termine to be happy. For the rest I tv>
not to expect too much and to be con
tented. When I was told that 1 should
sing the first week of the opera season
I merely said ‘very well,' and believing
that the great honor of opening your
opera house would not be for me, I was
glad to be heard the first week, and was
happy about that.’
"Then suddenly M. Gatti came up and
asked me to sing Manon on the opening
night. I was so overcome that 1 said,
'No, no, I can’t.’ though, of course, it
was the thing 1 wanted to do most.
Now. I shall see that wonderful sight,
the first night of the opera season of
New York. They tell me it is so ex
traordinary. with the marvelous frocks
and jewels. I doubt if I will be able to
keep my eyes from straying around the
auditorium.
“Already I love the opera house. It
is so dignified and so vast and it must
make a beautiful background for tin
women’s frocks. American women al
ways think of that, do they not? And
how wonderfully they dress; what
chic!” exclaimed the enthusiastic sing-
Beautiful Americans.
“Yesterday I walked down Fifth ave
nue with -my father. It astonished us
to see so many well dressed women; so
many beautiful women, and I said to
him, 'You see. pap, there is not one ugly
woman to be seen.’ And the girls in
the shops arc beautiful, too, and "so
wonderfully well dressed, so chick. Yes,
that is the word for it. You call it
smart, don’t.you?"
Mlle. Bori looks anything but the
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typical Southern prirna donna. Her
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(Advlj
Advice to the Lovelorn
By Beatrice Fairfax
GIVE HIM BENEFIT OF DOUBT.
Dear Miss Fairfax:
I am a young lady of twenty,
considered very good looking, and
am deeply in love with a gentle
man fourteen years my senior. He
has a handsome income, and al
though he acknowledges having
taken other young ladies to the the
ater, opera, supper, etc., still he
maintains' that I am the only one
hie has ever loved.
Do you think he is sincere, or is
it possible that he has said the
same to his other girl friends'?
He may have declared his love to
other girls in the past, and still be sin
cere when lie makes the same declara
tion to you today'.
Nothing is changeless; not even the
human heart.
Trust him till you have reason to
doubt him. If he follows bis declara
tion of love with a proposal of mar- I
riage, you can nol doubt that his in- i
tentions are good.
IN THE CIRCUMSTANCES. YES.
Dear Miss Fairfax:
I am a young man eighteen years
of ago. About two weeks ago I
met a young lady of the same'age
whom J liked very much. W'c made
<m appointment to meet the fol
lowing evening, but she did not
keep the appointment. Would It be
proper for me to write to her?
ANXIOUS.
Her failure to keep tlie appointment
may be due to a misunderstanding. It
will be proper for you to write and ask
for an explanation. If she does not
reply, you will not need any assistance
in interpreting her feelings toward you.
She doesn't care to continue tile ac
quaintance.
MUCH DEPENDS ON YOU.
Dear Miss Fairfax;
I am twenty-three. About six
months ago I made the acquain
tance of a tine young fellow, two
years tny senior. 1 have been going
out witli him twice a week until
lately. My parents seriously ob
ject to me marrying him, for ills
folks are not as w ell off as we are.
I am deeply in lox . with him and
lie lias given me a ring. I>ut yet I
am not sure that he really loves i
me the way I would like him to.
He has no bad habits and makes
$25 a week, fin you think he loves I
me enough to mat ry him without •
my folks' consent ami live happy?
Also don’t you think my folks are
in the wrong? E. M. E.
Twenty-five dollars a week, when a
man has no bad habits and the wife is
thrifty, is enough for two to live on,
and save money.
But are you thrifty? You are twen
ty-three. and old enough to choose a
husband for yourself, though I think
you should consider your parents' ob
jections seriously. Your doubt of the
quality of his love leads me to believe
that you do not love him very much. ,
Wait a little longer till you are sure I
of him and of yourself.
PLAYING AT LOVE.
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lam sixteen years of age. and in |
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have been loving each other for a
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brothers," so I said I would let him
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