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THE GEORGIAN'S MAGAZINE PAGE 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.” FRIENDS NOT ! ENCOURAGING I After 20 Years Illness Friends of Mrs. Bowen Thought She Could Not Recover. ARRTTTS. VA.—"For JO years ’ suf- • ’’■(•ci with womanly trouble," says Mrs ' r * 1 Bowen, of this place, "and, al-' ’°ugh J tried different treatments, J ■’|<l not get any relief. 1 ’as unable to look after any ot 1 work, and my friends thought 1 ’uld not get well. 1 aally J began to take Cardui, the! '■’•nan’s tonic, and I haun’t taken one- '< of the first bottle before 1 could its good effects. I can do all my work feel like , not more than 16 years old, but am ’ <.d.. Mj- frteHjjg sa y j jook so they hardly know me when they I m "*t me in the road. 1 daughter is using Cardui now., >-h says ft Is a fine medicine. 1 P 0 have a number of lady friends who ' taking it, since they found out how' ” heli>ed me. ' henever I feel a little fatigued ' ■f'er a day s work, I Just take a dose of * Hr <iui, and am all right. I 1 can ’t say too much for Cardui.” No matter how long-standing the '"’hie, t ardui is almost sure to help 11 It ig a tonic remedy. It is pre- | for women, to bring relief from •u anly ailments. ”’U can rely on Cardui. It will do foi ■ what it has done for thousands of ! "’•'. It will help you. Twgin to take Cardui today. mol. Writ * t 0: ladies’ Advisory Dept. ! ~?' U ’ ,o0 S‘2 Medicine Co., Chattanooga. I ‘I ‘ C s ,?®elal Instructions, and «<- . ■ ' iiome Treatment for Worn- I in plain wrapper, on request , (Advertisement.) "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 IT w . 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- FEED THE FAMILY BETTER AT LESS COST. Those American housewives who know the high food value and the easy digestibility of Faust Spaghetti often serve this delectable dish. In many homes “Spaghetti Night” is a weekly institution and usually finds a bigger circle around the table than any other night. Get the Faust Spaghetti Book of Recipes and know how many delight ful ways in which this nourishing food can be served. We'll send ti copy free. Faust Spaghetti Is equal in tender ness and flavor to the finest Imported— and it is certain to be clean and fresh. Ask your grocer for a package of Faust Soaghetti —sc and lUc. MAULL BROS, St. Louis, Mo. 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 H——M I The Best Cough Syrup is Easily Made at Home Coat* Little and Avfa Quickly. 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She ha- been kinging for only four years, and has not vet ac quired the lofty and distant manner, but is young, enthusiastic, natural and always laughing. __ ) For flaky pie crust use Cottolene Lard soaked pies have caused a world of indigestion, and pies therefore have been wonderfully abused, and in some cases tabooed. When properly made with Cotto lene and eaten at suitable times, pies are no more indigestible for a normal person than are many other foods which so far have escaped this criticism. Cottolene makes light and deli cate crust—rich, but not greasy wholesome, digestible, nutritious. There is no hog fat in Cottolene. It is a vegetable product—made from purest and choicest cotton oil. It is a product of Nature, and much more wholesome al than either but- / \ ter or lard. Cottolene is an economical fat. Use one- ’ third less than either lard or butter, and ob tain better re suits. THE N. R. FAIRBANK COMPANY ■—a ■mm iiijiT I ■- -.-e.-—. a-- . DON’T BE TORTURED Eczema can be instantly relieved urul permanently cured. Head what .1 B Maxwell, Atlanta, Ga ~ says. It proves that Tetterine Cures Eczema I suffered agony with severe eczema. Tried six different remedies and was in despair when a neighbor told me te try Tetterine. After usinq $3 worth I am completely cured. Why should you suffer when you can so easily get a remedy that cures all skin 'roubles eczema, itching piles, erysipela-. ground itch, ringworm, etc Ge' It lo.iu ! Tetterine. • 50c at druggists or by mad. SHUPTRINE CO., SAVANNAH. GA 1 (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. Dear Miss Fairfax: lam sixteen years of age. and in | love with a boy of eighteen. We ' ‘ Southern California affords more opportunities than any ln|B other area in the world. WHY? Because it has proven its lllfl possibilities in a thousand ways. The pioneer work is done. J 8 The chances to follow proven lines are unlimited. The es- M sentials are: Climate, land, water, power, transportation Iffij and markets. Southern California has them all. 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