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THE OEOBOIIAWS MAGAZINE PAGE BROADWAY JONES Based oh George M. Cohan's Piay Xoic Running in New York A Thrilling Story o' “The Great White' Way.” By BERTRAND DABCOCK. TODAY'S INSTALLMENT. "You shut up." retorted Sammy. “You don’t understand me There's more to me than you thirl.. I've got a brain, I have I'll surprise ’ou all some ria?. see If I don’t." .'.nd Sam left the room in fat. puffing anger. Josie entering, fell into .be conversa tion with the three. Wallace told Josie that after he bad gone over the matter with Jackson he himself had become thor oughly convinced that the best thing and the only thing for Broadway to do was to hold to the plant and fight it out. After Clara hnd rejoined her mother in the works. Wallace talked frankly with the “handy man" of the Jones family. “A proposition that will show a profit like this did last year." ho said, "with out any advertising, is wonderful. I know what I'm talking about I'm with the biggest advertising firm iu New York city." Josie sighed as she went on: “But we couldn't afford to advertise except in a small way, and the big firms wouldn't handle a petty’ contract." "Why didn't you try the Empire peo ple?" “We did. They refused to handle us at ail. They do most of the Consolidated work. I fancy that's the reason." “Oh, no; we don't make that kind of agreements," answered Wallace promptly. "No corporation dictates to us. The Em pire’s my firm. My father is the pres ident. ' Josie got for him her correspondence with the Empire firm. It was as she. had : aid. Wallace asked permission to use the Jones factory telephone. : ltd put in a call for his father, Grover Wallace, at liis downtown New York office. Surrounded by the happy ami proud Spotswoods, Broadway Jones, his chest out. entered the office, preening himself after the fashion of the most successful eanqiaign orator who has just made a hit. For in ills own mind Broadway did not know himself. Th* judge slapped him on the back. "My boy." he said. “IT'S the greatest day this town's ever seen." SOME PRAISE. "Oh, I don't know." aid Broadway, in feigned modesty. "I just told them " Mrs. Spotswood broke in with: BETTER THAN SPANKING. Spanking does not cure children of bed-wetting. There is a constitutional cause for this trouble. Mrs. M. Sum mers, Box W, Notre Dame, Ind., will send free to any mother her successful home treatment, with full Instructions. Send no money, but write her today if your children trouble you In th/s way. Don’t blame the child, the chances are it can’t help it. This treatment also cures adults and aged people trou bled with urine difficulties by day or night. .u. 2!? ! ■'! 1 1 , .'J!■' £i.U L ''■ r : I Good News ! /0 ' I Coffee Drinkers J -Xu— THE NEW BLEND j The coffee beverage with a food value. Has the right flavan, the right aroma, and it won’t disagree. COSTS I. ESS AND GOES FURTHER THAN THE AVERAGE COFFEE. 20c buys a full weight pound can; but don’t measure its quality by its price. Is a high-grade product, equaling in all-round merit coffees costing up to toe per pound more. Pure Delicious Eco nomical. A*b 1 our Grocer /or It. Roasted, Blended and Packed bv Cheek- eal Coffee Co. FTmifi 5 NASH VILLI HOUSTON JACKSONVILLE ] “Yu ought to feel very proud, Broad way. It was a grand reception.” * <’) . d wasn’t much of a speech.” said Broadway. “I— I—” lit was in the midst of launching out up* n j- .in* fnr from disparaging remarks about himself when he 1< oked into Josie’s face. There was no scorn for him there, but the earnestly sweet expression oPthat young woman made him feel of a sudden that he was rather “small potatoes” a J'inesville term. “Mr. Wallace, you really should have heard Broadway's speech,” said Mrs. . Spotswood. “I heard it last night,” put in Wallace, dryly. Mrs. Spotswood ami Clara took their leave. They had to “go down to Main street” and do some “shopping.” But be fore they went, Wallace and Clara •x --changed sheep’s eyes, and Mrs. Spots wood had invited Brunt Iw *.y, Wallace and Josie to dinner that night. “What do you like with your supper,” she went on, forgetting that a moment before she Lad called the evening meal > “dinner,” “tea or coffee?” “Lemonade," said Broadway, thinking of the bit of liquor she had added on the previous night. ‘ “I'il make it myself,” she promised, > with a smile. The judge had thoughts of going with ; the women of his family, but Wallace I and Jackson persuaded him to stay for 1 the promised and expected visit of Pern- , 1 broke. They thought that they might | need a lawyer when the trust magnate | r heard that they would refuse his offer of ' $1,500,000 for the Jones business. A “HOODOO" DESK. As it lacked but as» w fnoments of 11, the hour at which Pembroke was to come, 1 the men chatted together while Josie 1 went back to her desk and looked over some correspondence there. 1 “The old gentleman had pretty good of- ' Hees lure,” said Jack -* n. “Yes,” answered the judge, “seems 1 rather strange not to sc. him sitting at L that desk there. First, old <»scar Jones f sat there, and he died; then John sat 1 there, and lie died; and then Andrew sat 1 there, and he died, ami and now 1 But the judge was not permitted to finish by Jackson, who had been seated at the desk of his He sprang to 1 his feet. “That’s the last time I’ll ever sit there,” announced Jackson. While he was on his feet moving his chair a lit tie way off from the 111-omened desk, Sammy came in. : “Mr. Pembroke ami Mr. Learx to see Mr. Jones,” announced Sam, in the care ful, real-office-boy manner he could adopt t when he chose. I “Tell th in to come right in," ordered . Jones. | “Judge,” asked Wallace, “did you ever I see a man refuse to take fifteen hundred thousand dollars?” ’ “Not yet.” said the judge. ’ “Well, war ch the professor," said Wal ’ lace, adding a moment later to Jones: ' “Sit at the desk and look business-like.” Broadway laughed shortly. “In that chair?" he exclaimed. “Not after what he said," ’ Josie came up to Jurk"* n. “Shull I go?" she arked, In a tone she tried to make apptar merely that of the secretary, the stenographer, the employee to the emiih'ycr. Broadway was entirely alive to his op portunit''. Thin girl should see how en tirely master Broadway Jones was of the • situation, For to Broadway nothing ap pealed more at the present moment than (showing this young woman that lie was riot a wastrel, and also he hoped that she would see that he was not acting solely from a desire to pose. He was ashamed of the old self, though not yet completely in the self character that she or he had evolved out us the old Broadway Jones. Perhaps Broadway was not yet the altru ist he thought himself, but he was on the I way Looking at the charming face, the fair hair and the blue-blue eyes - there was no gray’ in them now—Jackson an swered the girl’s question as to her re maining. Should she go? “Not for al! the world," he said, softly. Then he stood behind the desk of his ancestors, thrust one hand into his bosom and, with a grin, muttered: “Trot on your victim.” BROADWAY TURNS DOWN THE TRUST. Followed by his stenographer, Pem broke strode rapidly into the room. He greeted each pleasantly by name, calling Wallace “Wilson.” Broadway* pushed for ward the chair concerning which the judge had made Ids remarks of the suc cession nf deaths and with Ids hand in vited the trust vice president to sit down. Pembroke, however, preferred to stand. The Consolidated official introduced his stenographer as Mr. Leary and then di rected the latter to sit in a corner and take the conversation. Vp to this time Broadway had been chiefl.v celebrated for his “dinners with a punch.” Today he began to develop that business punch which was afterward to win a fame equal to the former name he had made. “Take the entire conversation, John," Pembroke had said. Broadway walked to a door leading Into an outer office and beckoned to a young man he saw sitting there. “Take this entire conversation. Henry, he directed in his turn. “Are we to talk in the presence of all here?” demanded Pembroke, slightly warin at Broadway’s prompt response to bis own move. Jackson replied that he was satisfied if Pembroke was Continued in Next Issue. j | 1 Dr. Palmer’s ' Skin Whitener Will Lighten Any Dark Complexion ITS Eb’l’’E(’T is marvelous upon a very dark or sal low skin. You (‘an not realize i what it will do until you ■ have used it. Guaranteed pure and harmless. Price, lartre box 25c. postpaid any- : I where. FOR SALE BY All Jacobs’ Stores And Druggists Generally. Reine Davis Says Rain Is Beauty’s Best Aid z - . -X J®?; / wHMf/ -- 4 //V / ** >-.N -r By Margaret Hubbard Ayer. ; MISS HEINE DAVIS blew into an uptown office on one of the rainiest and worst days that ll’.<• fall has provided New York with. “I love the rain.” she announced to a dripping assembly of rubber-coated and goloshed people, and then she blushed juickly and prettily, becajuse we all looked so glum. "I have been riding horseback in it all th. nwniii?,” she said, trying to evoke some enthusiasm. No one said any thing. and then she blushed again, this time to a deep crimson. "Miss Davis, I've always been inti r ■sted in people who blush. Do you (now that you are blushing, and if you 10. why are you? We're not alarming. I though we are dripping." inquired the | Interviewer, bent on getting Informix- | ion for the countless young girls who | isk how to cease from blushing and be it rest from embarrassment. "I never knew that I blushed until just recently,” said Ml.-s Davis. . and this time the color that had ebbed to a t>oft pink rlamed back into her checks Ik.' a KUlarney rose. "1 think it was really cruel of the people to call my attention to it. for, .voile I must have blushed all my life, is long as I don't think about it. it real- i' y doesn't matter, ; Joes it? "I sympathize now * ith girls who arc ! eared about blushing by their family ' ind friends, for tiiere’s nothing quite so 1 listressing as to feel that you are rush- 1 ng a signal of embarrassment to your ‘heeks when you're not embarrassed at ill. Os course, the very thought of such i thing upsets me, and the only way I 1 •an get over the habit is to totally ig- 1 lore it. i Great Beauty. "Sometimes people say that one i dushes because one is very sensitive, : >ut I don't think that's true. Now, m sensitive because my hair is red, 1 tut I don’t blush when I think of that.” i And to illustrate the contrariness of i voinanl'ind. Miss Davis grew scarlet. "There, I knew I’d do it; oh, ivhat is ( he use!” she exclaimed. The red hair she complains of, which i s a lovely burnished copper color, goes a Ith a very lovelj snow-white skin A’hich Is exceedingly thin and trans- Up-to-Date Jokes The Barber (after the shave) —Hair lyid, sir? Customer (baldlieaded) —Yes: it died ibout five years ago. The Professor of Ixtgis (to himself) laid my hat somewhere in this room. Nobody has come in since I’ve been lere. 1 can’t see it anywhere. There '■•re putting his hand beneath him—l un sitting on it. Another proof of the rresistible power of logic.” "I see you have my pamphlet on your le.-k,” said the economist, “What do you think of it?” "It's betwixt and between." answered the heartless friend. "It’s too light as in argument and not heavy enough for x paperweight." A story Is told in Lady Frances Bal four's "Life of tin l.atc General Booth." l»nce. when addressing a huge audience, the ortice.s, tearing the general would not be heard, began to close the win dows of the hall. Half w<?re shut, when, P r. .nptorily, he hade the officers stop. "Don’t suffocate them till the collec-| tioil is taken,” said the general. The officer who was making a physi- i .•al examination of candidates for mili tary service noticed a fine lot of tattoo ing on the back and limbs of the young man unfit r his immediate survey. "Who aid that tattooing?" he asked. "My father,' replied the young man. "i)h, I see." said the office’. “Illus trated by the author!" Little Boy (who has just seen Ids mother dismiss the servant for staying a wax from home the previous night five or six hours without leave) —Mam- ma. wasn’t it very wrong tn Mary to stiiA away so late? Mamma (indignantly)—Yes, Charlie, and very impudent, too, she was. But I won't keep such a person in my house. Little Boy -When are you going to dismiss pupa? ■k y > Miss Reine Davis, a Titian-haired Beauty. parent. It is a great beauty and prob ably because it is so delicate, it frec- kles easily, unless one takes good care of it. as Miss Davis does. Fur the rest she is a tall and graceful girl, with big blue eyes and a lovely round throat, which shows that white skin in all its purity. "It's queer hqw few people love the rain," said Miss Davis, as she settled herself comfortably, threw back her big mackintosh, and looked at us under the rim of a smart little taffeta hat. “Why, the rain is the best thing in the world for your complexion, and I'd always uso rain water if I could; the way they.do in fairy tales and beauty books, only, of course, you can’t get it unless you go out and let It drop down on your face, straight from Heaven. Even then it isn't very clean, but It's cleaner than the kind that’s collected in rain barrels. People wouldn't be so gloomy if they got out an(t took a good brisk walk every morning, and espe cially the mornings when it rains,” she continued airily, looking at the doleful Do You Know— Exported from Capetown during July, 1912, were diamonds worth more than $5,000,000. In the .British Isles there are a mil lion children between the ages of 12 and 16 who are not being educated. Among the Alusgum tribe of the Karnerun, n ar Lake Chad, a German explorer reports that he has discovered an unexpected luxury. As the nights are very cold in that part, the beds are built like ste.' coflins. and underneath a Are burns all night, keeping the sleep er warm. Seafaring men on the Firth ot Forth are greatly interested in a whale about ten feet long, which has taken up Its quarters in the upper reaches. When an approaching shin sounds Its siren, the whale proceeds clown the Firth, swims around it. and finally precedes ft until its destination is reached. An extraordinary scene was witness ed in Calcutta recntly when a small trolley, studded with rows of iron spikes, on which a Hindu was lying at full length, was being pulled through the streets. A large crowd was follow ing. Inquiries elicited the Information that tin man was doing penance, and was on his way to th.- temple of the goddess Kali at Kalighat. The Hindu bad been several days on the journey, and was in a t. rrlble condition. The spikes, which numbered about 150, were quite sharp, and the man wore only a loin doth, lie must have been suffer ing acute pain from the fact that his body was bruised and lacerated all over as a result of lying on the sharp nails. Neither the police nor any passer-b" ma .e any attempt to -top the self-im posed torture. array of mackintoshes, including mine, that sat before her. "Everybody knows that the reason the Irish and English girls have sudh beautiful complexions is because they love to go out in the mist and rain, and it has a wonderful effect on the skin.” Its Benefits. Buckets full of the aforesaid rain were tumbling out of the sky, and a j neat little river was flowing from every umbrella in the room, and still this glowing young person continued her dissertation on the benefits of rain water. “Now the real reason why women hate the rain so much is because they’re never quite prepared for it,” continued Miss Davis. "Raincoats are i clumsy, but rvhat difference does it I make? Another thing that few women I have is a real rain hat and the right kind of boots. Walking isn’t a popular pastime any more even in good weath er. because women will not wear the proper kind of shoes. “I walk a great deal and I always wear high boots, even In summer, ex cept in the house or for walking very short distances. Pumps are impossi ble to walk in; they ruin your feet and it’s a mental effort to keep them on. If you walk much in pumps you will find that your ankles will got very large. But girls don’t seem to care as long as they can put forward a cun ning little toe with a big sliver buckle. "I’ve seen several of those today, xvould you believe it? And then wom en wonder why they are not healthy. It's extraordinary how much common sense advice you can read about, and how little gets accepted.” And with this very wise remark pret ty Miss Davis lapsed into silence, and the mackintosh brigade slowly filed by her, rvishing that the gloomiest day, of the year affected them as little as it did this vivid and beautiful girl, who went out into the rain again as gayly as a duck takes to water, and who really likes it. SoiBUVOiT* OPERATIONS Many Unsuccessful And Worse Suffering Often Fol lows. Mrs. Rock’s Case A Warning. The following letter from Mrs. Orville Rock will show how unwise it is forwo j men to submit to the a surgical operation when often it may be avoided by taking Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound. She was four weeks in the hospital and came home suf fering worse than, before. Here is her own statement. Paw Paw, Mich. "Two years ago 1 suffered very severely with a displace- ment. I could not be on my feet for a long time. My phy sician treated me for several months with- ’ out much relief and at last sent me to Ann Arbor for an op eration. I was there four weeks and came home suffering worse than before. M y mother advised me to 7' A X W1 try Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Com-' pound, and I did. Today lam well and | strong and do all my own housework. I owe my health to Lydia E. Pinkham's Vegetable Compound and advise my I friends who are afflicted with any female , complaint to try it.’’—Mrs. ORVILLE Rock, R. R. No. 5, Paw Paw, Michigan. If you are ill do not drag along until an operation is necessary, but at once take Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound. For thirty years it has been the stan dard remedy for women’s ills, and has restored the health of thousands of suf- I sering women. Why don’t you try it? | I Advice to the Lovelorn HE IS NOT SERIOUS. Dear Miss Fairfax: lama young girl of sixteen and have known a young man one year my senior for about: a year, and I have become very’ fond of him. I have been in his company a good deal and have been to several dances and places of amusement with him. Now, this young man never comes to my house unless my girl friend is here. He never lias taken me. out except with my girl friend and her gentleman friend. Sometimes he treats me very cool and sometimes hardly speaks io me. and although I am oi an op timistic nature. It often makes me blue. VIVIEN. If he cared for you, he would resent the constant presence of others. In stead, he welcomes it. I judge that you care too much for him for your own good. Try to recover from what will prove to be only a youthful fancy. Don’t make the tragic mistake of pouring out your heart at the feet of a man who will scorn it. Take up other interests. DON’T DOUBT YOUR MOTHER. Dear Miss Fairfax: I am seventeen and have loved a young man almost four years my senior for nearly two years. Last year in May he told me he loved me and we agreed to wait two or three years until he would be able to support a wife. We have not told my mother of this, but she seems to suspect it. She says he has lots of girls, and > that lie receives letters each day from a girl who must be madly in love Avith him. for she writes sev eral a day sometimes. Do you think she just says this so I will not think so much of him? WORRIED. I can jiot believe any mother would stoop to such deceit. You owe it to her and to yourself to tell her of your engagement with this man. More than this, he owes it to you to make it known. He is not doing you justice in asking that it be concealed. MOST DECIDEDLY. NO. Dear Miss Fairfax: Please advise me whether 1 should marry a Avealthy uncle who | ’ The best food that comes in the grocer s basket—Faust Spaghetti—more nounoh- I mg than many times its cost in other foods. I Our free book tells of many delightful way* I to serve it. AT Y OUR GROCER S I In sealed packages Sc and 10c M I MAULL BROS.. St. Louis. Mo. I | 1 1.. ■— “ - | Southern California affords more opportunities than any B other area in the world. WHY? Because it has proven its | possibilities in a thousand ways. The pioneer work is done. S The chances to follow proven lines are unlimited. The es- I sentials are: Climate, laud, water, power, transportation | and markets. Southern California has them all. 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Remember that eome of your t ,‘ r , HK may not see this announcement. Use the coupon below and see tna get a copy. > Los Angeles, Cal. | ? Enclosed please And.cents, for which you ■|J S please send the Ninth Anniversary number of your paper 0 i| I ? the following names; I c Name Street !|| J City state J | !(j < Name... Street ' ||| | City.... . State •• I j| Los Angeles Examiner I |! LOS ANGELES. CALIFORNIA By Beatrice Fairfax is eighteen years my senior. 1 twenty-two. ‘ lll He is a widower with tour ehil dren. whose ages respectively ai-1 nineteen, seventeen, fourteen and twelve. I am a poor working girl, witl . my parents in Europe. MUNKACH The fact that he is your uncle should make marriage with him out of question. To become at twenty-two ths step, mother of four children, the eldest nine teen, is a folly that is always folione" by many regrets. You are young, and when one is young hard work is no hardship. The right man will come along sonw day. Save your heart for him! DON’T KEEP HIM 6ANGLING. Dear Miss Fairfax: lam eighteen years s ,oi age and have been keeping compam ..ith " young man for several months who is eight years my senior, ami who would like to marry me. But as 1 feel I could never be happy 11S j am not in love with him. I’would like to know how to get rid <.f him rvithout hurting his feelings. MISS ANXIOUS. You make, the situation harder for both of you the longer you continue to go with him. Tell him frankly th,.,- e is no hope for him, and tell it without evasion or promise to try to ear?. End the matter at once. You owe that mA to him. DIFFERENT. The village wise man was holding forth on the subject of old sayings and how often they proved true. "An’ lookee ’ere,” he ’.vent <,n, de cisively, “there’s that saying. 'unL«d we stand, divided we fall.' N’. lw , a | n 't that true? It applies to everythink equally . We can see just fur otirsehen 'ow true it is. Everything obits Ha. law. whether hanfmate or hlnanitmJ ed.” He paused for the ap; lit s. ■ j ( . should, have followed this display (! f: wisdom, but before it had vmae thepjl sounded a soft voice from hark cor ner: "Humph!” it said, sceptically. "What about a pair o’steps?”