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THE GEORGIAN'S HAGA ZWE PAM
BROADWAY JONES
Based on Ceorge Al. Cohan Y Play Now Running in New York
A Thrilling Story of “The Great White
Way.”
By BERTRAND BABCOCK.
TODAY S INSTALLMENT.
Again Broadway fell into that trance
which this girl caused seemingly at her
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 him 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- '
ng a small package from her purse, .
handed it to him. Upon her face was
Hie most exquisite humor that Jackson
had ever seen. He had not known that
there were girls like this. They did not
1 iss down Broadway.
“Oh. I forgo#, she said, her words''
edged daintily in the humor of her piq
uant mood. “1 don't think that you've
seen this. It is our latest- Jones' Pep
sin Wafers!”
Jones took the gum Just as at that
moment he would have taken a bomb
1 ad she offered it to him
"loot I night,” she said, and was gone.
The Judge and his wife watched Broad
way ds lie sat moodily in a chair at the
•.able. Suddenly Broadway took up the
little pabkage. broke it open, and slipped
wafer into his mouth, an expression
of rapture and self disgust upon his fae<-
He eheweo it ai.d thfen spat it out.
The Judge strode toward him.
“Well, bow'd she strike you?” he
asked.
“An awful blow.'' said Broadway
. brusquely.
“What'.’ An awful blow'.’"
“No,” Broadway went on in ~n.lus.t
explanation. "I didn’t say an awf.tl
blow. I said awful blue, awfully blue.”
"You're awful!.' bhte?” asked the
Judge.
"Wrong again." was the answ-r. "1
mean her eyes are awfully blue the
bluest eyes I ever saw.
Broadway stared before him. a gltrm
expression on his face. He appeared in
deed as if “an awful blow" had been
struck upon him, one that might upset
his ordinary viewpoint. He was in a
mood so deep that he was no longer
conscious of the Judge. The latter went
out softly from the room with his wife,
a suspicion of something in his mind.
This much he knew at least: His guest
would be the better for a few moments
alone.
His,eyes still on vacancy, Jackson sat
at the table for fully five minutes. Then
he stared, at the gum on the table and.
picked up the little broken packages of
wafers.
"Jones' Pepsin. he muttered. "I'll
give It to my children and they’ll give it
to their children ”
He. shook his head, as though trying
to settle his ideas. He was still staring
ahead of him when another live minutes
later Wallace broke into the room. His
once boon companion did not note his
mood, but went excitedly to the point.
“Say, young fellow." he almost shouted.
"I’ve got a real live knotkdut surptise
for you. Pembroke was waiting in the
office of the hotel. That was his man
be sent here. He knew we wer< leaving
New York before we started. He was
lelephond to from the Grand Central sta
tion. Thai's how skillfully they work
in these mad days of frenzied finance.
He didn't wait to take a train -he made
it by motor. And just to show you what
a smart little fellov you are for wanting
to close at their price at 2 o'clock today,
1. who represented myself to b<- Henry
Wilson, your private secretary, have given
him until 11 o'clock tomorrow morning
io close the deal at $1,500,000. He's
burning up every telephone and telegraph
wire between here and Cleveland right
now. and unless 1 miss my guess I've
made you richer by several hundred
thousand dollars. A million and a half!
What.do you think about that?"
Broadway had not even troubled to lis
ten to all of his friend's enthusiastic
statement, but he had heard enough to
know its purport. But the mention of the
large sum did not arouse the old longing
:u fling his inheritance to either side of
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the glittering streYt. He got up from his
seat at the table
“Bob," he said, slowly. “I can't sell
this plant.”
“What!”
Already Bnoadway seemed to see eyes
that were sometimes blue and some-’
times gray, already he sav. a face with
a smile like that of the dawn of a bet
ter day. \lready a feeble counterpart
of that smile was upon his face.
"Why. think what I'd be selling,” be
said, the smile still lighting up his fea
tures, and his eyes seeking a definite spot
lin the etnpty room about him. "The
thing that my grandfather worked for ■
and gave to my father—the thing he I
worked for and gave to me—the thing I ■
iam going to work for and give to my
I children, and then to their children —and
I so on, and so on.”
"Now. what in li- is the matter with
you'?" shouted Wallace.
Jackson's voice was warmer in its tones
now. as positive affection for the little
town seemed to come into bis face. He
went on in that newly found expres
sion, in that newly dissevered voice ot ■
awakening to better things:
"Ito yon .think- I could ruin the town
1 was born in ? Turn seven hundred men
and boys from their employment? Take
the bread and butter front the mouths of
their families? I'd never have any luck I
or peace of mind. I’d dream--”
Part 111.
BROADV-AY MAKES A SPEECH.
AIJIh Brcudwaj Jones was denning in
Grind hoi el the following morning
t the best, but at the same yrne the quiet
: est of the suits Rankin has brought in
response to a long distance telephone call,
i .lo.s’e Riceards was putting the finishing
! toi'.c’ es to ' areful liruncial statement
; !?1 ■■ ;'i !vate ffiees of the Jones plant, j
! Sh» lad ;»! <<] the red in the last
j balance, when Sac , the .judge’s fat son,
who was < ffice b«y, an;: .unced to her
; that Higgins, the melancholy foreman of
the plant, wanted a few words with her. I
. She directed Sammy to s:..>u him in.
ia spile of the manifest interest or
Broadway Jones’ uncle and his “handv j
I man in the welfare of the men at the
, plant during the regime of the last Jones
.before Broadway. Higgins had been more
| or less of a trouble-maker.* Os the profit
J sharing experiment of several years be-
' for** he had been known to remark:
‘ That's just a sop to tlu wage slaves to
! keep off socialism.”
His reading had veered at times from
; the tomes of socialism to a historical
consideration of anarchy, and his utter
ances had kept pace with his mental
changes.
So Josie .lid not see his scowling face
with any particular d'gree of pleasure.
Nevertheless she asked kindly: "What
is it, Higgins?”
"I war. to ask you a question. Miss
Richards,” said Higgins, his manner al
; ready antagonistic. •
“I’ll expect you to tell me the truth,
, too,” he added.
“I am net in the habit of lying.” re
turned the girl quietly.
■‘l’m speaking for every man in the
plant,” went on the foreman. “We had
a meeting this morning and we want to i
’ | know whether this concern is going oVer |
“’ to the trust or not. We’ve decided we .
! are entitled to some information and j
1 ■ that’s what 1 am here for—to find out i
what you know about it.”
”1 don’t know anything about it,” an
swered Josh
Higgins’ scowl became deeper.
"Well, if you don’t, who does?” he de
manded, for every one about the place
knew 'hat since the death of Andrew
Jones —even before tills girl had been
practically a general manager.
“Well, we want an answer one way or
the ether," r sumed Higgins. "It’s our
work ami our living, and we’ve got to
know where we’re at."
“You’ll have to get your information
from the man who owns tip- plant," Josie
answered. “He’s here in Jonesville at
the Grand hotel. He got here last even
ing.”
Higginn snorted.
“That settles it," he exclaimed. “He
came here with that trust fellow, Pent
. I broke, didn’t lie? Several of the men
saw Pembroke ami recognized him. 1
suppose he’s here with Jones to close us
' out. to sell the wage slaves to another
I master.'"
"I don't know any more about it than
you do, Higgins.”
“You say the young fellow’s stopping
at the Grand, but nobody there knows
anything about him being there.
THE ANGRY FOREMAN.
“1 believe he registered under another
name,” said Josie, disliking the tone of
Higgins, yet feeling that he and the men
had some right to information, since the
, plant was. as Higgins said, their living
and their work.
“Registered under another name!” re
prated Higgins. “He did that because
he's a sneak. He knows it's a rotten
thing he's doing and he's afraid of the
consequences. The men Hire not in a very
good temper, ami, you mark my words,
there's going to be trouble around here
before the day's over, unless we get some
satisfaction and find out what's he’s go-.
, ing to do.”
Continued In Next Issue.
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* How Belle Blanche Keeps Healthy v
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By Margaret Hubbard Ayer.
rpHERK hi. 1 o tr.mgs tlmt distin-
| guish Bell,- Biancnt- from other
headliners in vauct«
On<- is that she has a al grand
opera vufee and the other that s::e is so
much like a home gi.l that you have
to make a real effort to remembo. that
she is on the stage at all;
There’s nothing- of the emotional,
temperamental, tear-things-to-pieces
business about little Miss Blanche, and
if you saw her in her home and din’t
know that she sang or was on the stage
you would never believe that she was
anything but mothers daughter, just a
sweet little home body.
Os course, when you her: he.- sing,
that’s a different thing. You wonder
how that great big voice can come from
j such a little mite of a person, and
I you're still more surprised to think that
i the voice has been there for some time
and really owe- its origin to the Ge: ry
society.
Yes, indeed, in the Irrepressible con
flict which is always waged between
precocious genius and the Gerry so
ciety the society won, and decreed that
Miss Blanche, aged eleven years, who
was making a tremendous ««mcces< ns
a singing infant prodigy, should retire
fiom public life until she was sixtt -n.
“One of the hardest things 1 ever had
to do,’’ little Miss Blanche -aid to me, j
Up-to-Date Jokes
Wilson (who has met his friend
whom he hasn’t seen for some time)
Let me sc.-; you knew poor old Jack
son, didn't you?
Johnson—Yes; I knew him well.
Wilson—Then you will be pleased to
hear he is out of his misery at last.
Johnson—You don’t say so. Poor old i
fellow. But I always thought he would
pop off suddenly. When did he die?
Wilson—Oh. he's not dead; it’s his
wife.
Scene —A smoking compartment in a
railway carriage.
Old Gent (to Pat. on furlough)—|
Young man, allow me to inform you I
that out of every ten eases of men suf
fering from paralysis of the tongue nine
are due to smoking.
Private Pat—Sorr, allow me to In
for-rum you that out of ivery ten men
suffering from broken noses noine are
due to the habit o' not minding their
own business.”
"Do you think it is possible to make
an airship absolutely safe?”
"Sure.” replied the mechanician.
“How?”
“Disable it before it gets a chance to
leave the ground.”
First—Yes, I ’eard you wos in th’
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Second—Bad? I should think I was
bad! Why, a pal o' mine brings me a
bottle o' beer an' 1 couldn’t so much
as look at it.
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placidly, as she sat <-n the -ofa and
swung her diminutive feet, "was to re
* petit the 'hit' that 1 made w hen I was a
child, after 1 was grown up."
! Ye pods and little flsb-s! She calls
■ sixteen grown up. Sue's nil: teen now.
and I supp< site consider- herself
quite elderly and bias.-.
"While I was off th.- stag.- 1 was
studying all the tint to Improve my
voice, and I'm glad to say that after I
had grown up and was allowed to go
back on the stage again I made good,
“It was just the natutai thing for me
■ to go on the stage." sai l Mis- Blanche,
la little more confidentially. "When I
was six years old, even, 1 used to give
imitations ol everybody, and people
used to ask for my sei vices at fairs and
bazaars and things like that. But 1
think people like my singing now as
well as they do the imitations.
Likes the Best.
“You know I sing all kinds of high-
I class music; the prayer from ‘Tosca,’
for instance: real grand opera music.
And though it's populatly supposed
that vaudeville audiences don't like that
kind of thing, 1 know that they do.
They like 'Madam Butterfly' and ’Faust’
and ‘Carmen’ and ‘Tosca,’ and you
Do You Know—
The Danish postmaster general has
devised an ingenious method of pro
viding money for the education of the
blind. A copper coin, a luck penny,
is to te made in the royal mint, ami is
to be sold to th.- parents of every new
born child who has the gift of sight by
the nurse attending the mother. I’ar
| ents are to pay whatever sum they
think fit for the luck penny, which is
worth only a half penny, and bears the
device, “The child seeing the light for
the first time presents a tribute to the
child who will never see.”
The sjw mania has put at least one
I German in the way of making a good
1 living. He has taken to manufacturing
I snuriouS plans, which, in the guise of a
German officer, he finds little difficulty
In disposing of to the French and Rus
sian governments. Even the British
government is alleged to have been vic
timized to the extent of $15,000 paid
him to: alleged plans of fortifications
on the islands of Wanderoog and Bor
kum.
The jury of the Concours Lepine has
awarded a prize to the inventor of an
Ingenious shorthand writing machine
for the blind. The operator. M. G. 1.
jeune, was horn blind, and vol. after
six weeks’ practice he learned to use
the machine at a rate of one hundred
words a minute.
couldn't ask for better music than that,
could you?”
If you want to know whether this is
true or not, go up to the Colonial thea
ter some day this week and hear Miss
i Blanche sing s-lections from real
operas, sandwiched in between her
clever imitations.
But we had neglected the important
subject of health. As a matter of fact
all interviews about the health and
looks of young . tars should be given
out by their mothers. There is noth
ing so interesting in the modern stage
as the evolution of the stage mother.
Miss Blanche’s is an up-to-date per
son, who looks to be her daughter’s
elder si.-t. .-. who manage* dauglitei’s
career, and looks after daughter’s
health with the commanding efficiency
which is the watchword of the progres
sive n idem woman. So while Miss
Blanche answered my question she kept
one eye on hef"charming mother, and
Mis. Blanche nodded approval as her
daughter said;
Essential to Health.
"I think the most essential thing- to
health Is plenty of sleep and fresh ait.
1 never have a cold or throat trouble
of any kind, for the good reason that I
’ never stay in places where the ventila
tion is bad, and do not spend hours in
I smoky restaurants, for instance. Nolh
; Ing could be worst for the voice than
remaining for a long time in places
where the air is vitiated and full of to
bacco smoke, and you know the voice
is a sort of register of health.
“Another reason why I never have a
cold is because I don't wear high col
lars. Year in and year out 1 wear
Dutch necks or low tuindoyyn collars
on my frocks, and my throat and neck
ire hardened so that the change of at*
mosphere doesn't affect tm I never
wear furs tight around my neck either.
A good many people catch cold that
way, getting used to the warm fur and
then being unable to withstand a cold
blast of air or a draught."
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about tlie experience of a girl friendless
and alone and penniless in this great
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got shelter at a fine place for girls,
where a kind-faced matron showed her
to a beautiful room.'
“What about it?” asked the Head
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matching quarters with a customer
worth half a million dollars.
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was just thinking how beautiful it must
be to be a friendless girl ami get such a
nice place to go to. Thank goodness
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down Fifth avenue with her head and
eyes to the front, the way she told
about in the paper, but I’d like to make
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starving. She had been in
five days without a cent. T!'
known her in the old homei
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would make a gambler cryj
way that girl ate. After sh
all fixed up she told us a
about this home-for-friei
business.
“In the first place, the g
innocent as a baby. Some
the same town had come to
and stumbled onto a good
the wife's friend had tried
same stunt. The position <!
and her money gave out. '
the five days of tramping ar
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the homes kept up by rich
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“The matron, in the first p
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to death—the way any re
would be that has to mo!
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“The next day she was tu
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sleepy and pale, and showe
had been out of bed too lon|
them respectable
they thought she looked tool
something. It was just lucj
■ ran into the wife, and now 1
from the river and worse t!
rivers. She’s going to stick
with the wife until she gets f
“I ain’t saying that there !
of fine women behind them I
the lady reporter had a roll .
money with her or her
i mightn't have been so rosy.”j
