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r?BROADWAY JONES
George M. Cohan ’j Play Now Running in New York
. Thrilling Story of “The Great White
A Way.”
By BERTRAND BABCOCK.
TODAY’S INSTALLMENT.
p b put on his air of a good loser, as
tic .’’i it's too late to kick now, guv’nor.
made: besides I have your tele
gram authorizing me to sign the con
*W • didn't you answer my telegram
use I knew you'd come here if I
~ /.' t'and that's what I wanted you to do.
I want to talk to you.”
■<fio on. I’m listening.”
•■Well it's a long story.”
■<T .hire say,” said the father sarcasti
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n'.f> tried to throw his arm about his
[..tber’s shoulders, but was repulsed.
■ C ,me and take a little walk with me.”
hP <aid “I want to get you in good
junior to hear it all. Walt a minute.”
He called Jackson from the house and
[,.].( :,-n that he and his father were going
f,,' a stroll. Jackson was insistent that
the pair return shortly, as he was get
ting up a "nice little lunch” for them.
\nd then as father and son started off,
still a little distant toward one another,
Jackson called out:
' "Show him the plant. Bob.”
I m going to,” said Bob, adding to his
father as he pointed with his lingers:
"You see, this is the residential part of
the town and over there is the business
part.”
\s they passed through the gate into
the road. Jones could not resist taking a
fling at Bob and Clara’h fondness for ice
cream sodas at the villafee drug store.
“Show him the drug too, Bob,”
were his words. 1
Part IX.
A GRANDFATHER’S INDISCRETION.
In the little company again gathered
In the “parlor of Jones Manor” after Bob
and bis father had taken their stroll it
was soon apparent that the high spirits
which Josie had at intervals manifested
had transferred themselves to Broadway.
From one to another of the three Spots
woods his attention and his humor darted.
"Good news? Good news, my boy*” the
judge asked, referring to the business
caller whom Jackson had said he was
going to see outside.
"The best news in the world,” answered
Jackson, with a burst of joyous laughter.
“And good for the plant, too?” the
judge queried.
“The best In the world for the plant,
too*” went on Jackson. "You see I was
under heavy obligations—and I had to
meet those obligations—in fact, they kept
following me around wherever I was—
there was a whole bunch of them —and
they were very old—in fact, they had had
three husbands—so you can see how
much older than I those obligations
were” —
He paused, and the judge, suspecting a
joke, asked in a puzzled fashion:
THE PERPLEXED JUDGE.
"Obligations with three husbands—why,
my boy—l don’t see” —
"Os course you don’t," put in Jackson.
’ But you would have seen if you had
been in my place for the last few weeks.
And now I’ve met those obligations, and,
thank God, I'll never have to meet them
again, except that I'll bow to the Earl and
he will probal ■ ■my ‘Rir.’ ”
Broadway sui. with so much
laughter, and yet so v. ~ir, that the
judge became alarmed. 1... • -s sought
his wife's. To the judge's wouuv. there
was no amazement in her face. Indeed,
as the judge stared at his spouse, whom
he now realized he did not know despite
a lifetime's acquaintance, he decided that
she really sensed what Broadway was
talking about. At his unspoken inquiry
she made a vague gesture toward Josie
as though she thought that he ought to
realize what she meant without other
clearer sign.
While the judge was still perplexed,
Broadway exclaimed:
"Let's go out Into the air."
The first to obey the invitation was the
judge, who said as he moved toward the
door:
THE JUDGE BLUNDERS.
"Why, certainly, my boy; perhaps the
air will do you good—l mean”—
By a terrible look Mrs. Spotswood let
him see that he had blundered again, but
Jackson had not noticed. The moment
he had made his suggestion he had
stepped to Josie’s side quite naturally.
In his continuing bewilderment the judge
looked at his daughter Clara. In her face,
too, he read the same understanding of
the situation, while there was also mir
rored a profound admiration, longing and
appreciation of romance. The judge de
ified that women were queer creatures
and entirely ruled by forces not known to
man.
1 ’nee outside Spotswood tried to repair
blunder that he seemed to have om
ted, though he did not yet know what
that blunder was. He kept close to
Broadway and continued:
Now. my boy, the air of Jonesville is
bracing. I always said that the town
t to be better known as a health re
■there are really no mosquitoes to
' of and a good hotel”—
■'mbienly he found that neither of the
! """ ho was addressing were paying
lightest attention to his word. He
that Clara and her mother were
distance away and that both were
’ ig rather impatient signals to him.
".‘■‘U' bls wife called:
, • ndg,.. come here at once ~
s the matter, Mom?” he asked.
, 1 have just made a very irn
i scovery,” she answered, and the
three «ver to her. Soon the
Si'otsw T, ° St ainon K 'the trees, with
arm" O< leading her husband by the
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"Do you?” came from Broadway, try
ing but failing to put into his inflection a
deeper meaning he did not dare make
plain. Then he went on:
“I’m just crazy about it, that’s all. You
know I think that in time I’ll become a
model country gentleman. Have you ever
been to New York?"
"Never.”
"Would you like to go to New York?”
“I don’t think I’d care to live there. I'd
like to see New York."
Jackson laughed.
“I can show it to you,” he said. "It
takes only four hours to get there. It
took me five years to get back."
"You had a long trip,” Josie smiled
back.
‘,‘Yes, quite a stumble,” returned Jack
son. "Broadway isn't very smooth walk
ing, but its the greatest street in the
world.”
"Some people say it’s horrible,” Josie
remarked. She was now upon ground not
known to her and her comment seemed
to Jackson that of a child. After all.
she was of the clean, sweet country, in
spite of her real understanding of the
values of life.
"It is horrible," he said.
“And some people say it's wonderful,”
she continued, still with her apparent
childlike simplicity.
"That’s just it. It’s terribly wonder
ful.” commented almost a reincarnation
outwardly of the old Broadway Jones.
“1 don’t understand,” said the girl.
“Nobody understands Broadway," he
told her. “The people who hate it don’t
know why. The people who love it don't
know why. It's just because it’s Broad
way, Broadway!”
He pronounced the name of “the great
est street in the world” without long
ing, yet in the girl’s eyes there seemed
a suspicion that he might one day be
come a more intensified Broadway Jones.
"Broadway!” he repeated, thinking of all
the fascination that had lain in the thing
the name stood for, to himself and to all
that would come after him.
"What are you thinking of?” the girl
asked softly.
With a sort of sense of guilt, not at all
justified, Broadway l put the Broadway
thought behind him. ,
"Oh, I was just thinking what a great
thing it would be if I made a success of
this business.”
“You are going to,” returned the girl.
“All you must do is to keep saying to
yourself: 'l'm going to make a success—
I’m gping to make a success.’ Keep say
ing that and. you can't fail.”
With quite his old humor Broadway
repeated:
"I’m going to make a success—l’m go
ing to make a success —I'm going to rnaka
a success. Is that what you mean?”
The girl laughed.
“You must make up your mind to work,
too,” she said.
"That’s just it,” he returned. “I've got
to work. Now, tomorrow I'm going to
cut the grass—l'm going to milk the
cows—l’m going to plant a lot of vege
tables. and I’m going to paint the house.
Oh, I’ll be the busiest little fellow you
ever saw.”
At the end of his speech, Broadway
stopped, and Josie said nothing, too. In
the consciousness of the two young peo
ple there had lain the knowledge back
of their, at times, bantering conversa
tion that all this was merely a prelude.
Something was to be said that night,
and it would be said.
Now in the sudden pause which came
to them, both realized that the moment
was now. What would be said, neither
knew, but its purport they both realized.
Into the tangle of their emotions Broad
way thrust a word that rang like an
alarm warning of what was to come.
That word was:
“Josie.”
BROADWAY IS DARING.
Then neither spoke, while they looked
at one another.
But Broadway’s courage partially
failed.
“Oh, go on and say it, Josie,” he
stammered.
"What?” faltered the girl.
"What you called me in the kitchen—
you know—Broadway.”
But she did not reply. He saw that her
face was troubled. She did not appear
at all a joyous young woman, waiting
for the words which convention, and sen
timent have made sacred.
"Josie,” he said again. Then experi
mentally: “Josie, Josie, Josie. You see,
I dare say it.” He paused again, but not
for long. The discouragement in her face
he did not see. for he was looking into
his own mind for words. "Josie, I’m
the happiest man alive now. You knew
of my supposed engagement. Well, that's
all off. I’ve got a little business, and
I realize what a fool I’ve been. But I’ll
never be a fool again. You know. I
wrote out somtehing the other day about
my needing an incentive. Well, no good
man needs an incentive; but I've got one
now that will make much more than a
mere good man. I'll be pretty near the
best ever, Josie, if I can have the only
incentive I want. Josie, if you won't be
my incentive I'll stay right here and
work for the town anyway, but I’d
rather do that and be happy, too. Jo
sie, will you—will you be my incentive?
' Will you marry me?”
Confidently Broadway put out his arms
1 toward her with a flash of his jovial
' self.
"I did pretty well for a little fellow.
’ didn't I, dear?” he asked, and then he
’ raised his eyes.
At what he read in the girl’s face his
arms slowly dropped and he stood star
ing. There was refusal there, and yet
■ It seemed almost longing, too.
”1 must have made another mess of ;
! it,” he muttered. Then, a little louder:
1 "Why, Josie, I thought that that was
1 what you wanted. I thought that when
1 in the kitchen you called me Broadway
—when you looked at me as you did —
that maybe now that I was trying to
! act the man—you’d see—you'd let me —
, you’d be—”
Broadway finished and waited for her to
speak.
"I ought not to want—l should not al
low—” said the girl. "It is my fault,
too, because 1 never ought to marry you.
I can't.”
t "Why not?” came from his tense lips.
"Oh, I can’t tell you why,” almost
moaned the girl. •
"There’s somebody else?”
"No.”
"Then, why not?” .
"No, no, no.”
"Tell me.”
"1 ought not to hurt you any more
than I have done."
Rut Jackson persisted.
"If it's anything about me or my
. character I think vou ought to tell me.
1 want to develop. 1 want to bo better.
You’re a friend of mine you're at least
that, aren’t you? Well. then, tell me "
Continued in Next Issue
A Course in Plain Sewing Is Good Foundation For
Woman’s Life Work, Says Louise Mink
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By Margaret Hubbard Ayer.
DAINTY little Miss Louise Mink
was sewing on a button; not on
“The Red Petticoat.” because that
famous garment has drawstrings in it,
and anyhow Miss Mink doesn't wear it,
for she is the very pretty blond priina
donna of the laughter making comedy,
and, as you know, prima donnas never
wear flannel. They always wear chis-
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son, even in petticoats. That’s why
their salaries are so high.
Anyhow, she was sewing on her own
button —oh, so perfectly proper. It’s
one of those buttons that doesn’t do
any work, but is covered with brocade,
or silk of some sort, and whose only
business in life is to fall off and be a
source of aggravation to the wearer.
“Why, fair lady, do you sew on your
own button?” inquired the -writer.
“Because there's many a miss be
tween maids,” returned Miss Mink.
"And nobody’s educated who can’t sew
in these days of domestic problems
Anyhow, if the next president of the
United States can sew on a button when
necessary, why not I?” and she waved
a busy needle.
“As a matter of fact, I love to sew.
Whenever I can I steal a chance to do a
little mending. Just at present, my
maid has run out on an errand. As
soon as I think she Is coming back I
will hide these implements of labor and
pretend I never even ripped out a bast
ing in my life.
Plain Sewing Course.
“To tell the truth, I often think that
a good course in plain sewing is much
more serviceable as a foundation for
one's life work than learning to paint
impossible flowers on half-baked china.”
"No matter what station in life you
may occupy, the knowledge of plain
sewing is a boon to womankind,” con
tinued the dantiest of little blonde
singers.
"I suppose that some of the girls you
pass in the street probably don't know
how to sew, or the wouldn't go round
with their jabots unravelling at the
edges, the bones in their collars stick
i ing out above the edge of the material,
or the buttons off their frocks,” and she
gave her own button a particularly
vicious jab.
“A girl’s character is judged by the
clothes she wears, no matter what
people may say, and the untidy char
acter generally belongs to the girl
who doesn’t know how to sew and who
hasn't the stability to learn.
“Sewing takes patience, and for that
reason develops character, for wl
all have to be patient In this life,
especially the girls on the stage, who
expect to succeed In a week, and don’t.
“All the historic characters who are
women and exhibited great patience,
were famous needlewomen. Penelope
was one of them, and the patient Gris
elda did reams of plain sewing, while
her lord was nagging her to death.
Teaches Patience.
“I presume that sewing has become
more or less a neglected art. because
women no longer believe in being pa
tient, but want to rush out and do
everything in a da\. But I think that
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LOUISE MINK, WHO IS PLAYING IN "THE RED PETTICOAT.”
the girl who can sew has some advan
tage over her progressive sisters, for
sewing is a consolation in the hours of
despondency and tedious waiting which
come into the life of every one of us.
“The girl who knows how to sew, no
matter what her income is, gets better
clothes than the one who does not. be
cause she commands the respect of the
dressmaker. If she has a maid she is at
a tremendous disadvantage unless she
knows how she wants things done and
how to direct the maid to do It.
"The average girl who ‘maids her
self,’ as the English call it, is simply
not in it, unless she knows how to
mend and make simple things like col
lars, cuffs, shirt waists and under
clothes.
“Daintiness, which is one of the great
charms of women, is synonymous with
cleanliness and neatness. A woman
can be dainty in very old clothes, but
never in torn ones or clothes that need
the stitch in time which saves one’s in
come.
"I was in a shop the other day and
heard some shopgirls talking. The one
had just bought a Robespierre collar
with a jabot, for which she haid paid
25 cents. She was perfectly delighted
with her bargain as she called it, and
the other girls came up and fingered it.
The jabot, which was of coarse muslin
trimmed with very cheap lave, was get
ting gray before my eyes as its owner
patted it with satisfaction ami grimy
lingers.
Her Extravagance.
"I thought to myself, when you wash
that you will have nothing but a rag
left. If you had spent 25 cents for half
a yard of good lace, waited another
week and bought a small piece of hand
kerchief lawn, and sewn your lace on
with a pretty l hemstitched edge, you
would have a jabot that would last for
years.
"But probably the girl couldn't sew,
and, anyhow, she hadn’t learned the
lesson that cheap things are always ex
travagant, especially for the girl on a
small salary. In another week she will
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have to buy 1 a new 25-cent collar and
so on. until her money gives out, or
she gets some sense. If that girl had
been taught to sew, she would have
known the value of good material and
the advantage of getting lace that
would wash and iron. The woman who
can sew, seldom buys unreliable goods,
and her money l goes a great deal further
than the girl who frequents the bargain
counters and is fooled by a little bit of
tawdry satin and a few cheap but
tons.”
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Maids—Wise and Foolish
Ry Beatrice Fairfax
THIS is the season of the year when
every glance Little Miss Maid
gets of the calendar causes her
to scream. She looks and is reminded
that it is only a few weeks till Christ
mas.
"And I haven't prepared a single
gift,” she says, startled into a panic by
the few days that intervene. "I must
begin at once. I will start right in to
morrow."
Little Miss Maid's days are full of
activities. Perhaps none of weight or
importance, but. be she a working bee
or an idle butterfly, she will tell you at
night that she has been whirling all
day just like a mad Dervish. And some
times, in a spirit of frankness, she will
add that her whirling has been to as
little purpose.
Another day slips by, and her reso
lution to begin on her Christmas list
slips with it. She screams a little loud
er when she catches a glimpse of the
calendar; she thinks of that long list of
friends and relatives with greater con
sternation. And she continues to put
off her buying till another day!
Procrastination.
Little Miss Maid has a chance to be
wise, and she lets procrastination make
her foolish.
With every Intention to be thought-
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Victoria has a larger proportion of
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other state tn the Australian common
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In St. Ives, Cornwall, there are one
hundred people between the ages of 77
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or an average of 82.
In England and Wales there are no
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Timber from forests belonging to the
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ful and considerate, she is preparing to
assist in the greatest and most unnec
essary selfishness the shopping world
knows.
She has the opportunity to go into a
department store today or tomorrow
and receive the undivided attention of a
dozen clerks.
She turns down this opportunity, and
six weeks later will find herself one of
twenty irritated. Irritating, inconsider
ate, hurried and harassed women, all
trying to get the attention of one tired,
overworked bothered, distressed and al
most crazed clerk.
If she buys now she can turn and
twist and Inspect her purchase, she can
calculate to an inch just how much she
wants, and know to a fraction of a cent
Just how much she can afford.
She can remember, when buying for
a friend, what are that friend’s tastes
and desires. Her gift shows personal
thought, and no gift without personal
thought is worth the receiving.
In six weeks from now, wild-eyed, a
nervous wreck and with her brain go
ing around like that of the Mad Der
vish, she buys a safety razor for a two
year-old cousin and a rattle for her
grandfather, and a music roll for a
friend who doesn't play, and a travel
ing case for a friend who Is hopelessly
bedfast.
She Wrongs Three.
She had a chance to be Mttle Miss
Maid Wise, and reufsed It to become
Little Miss Maid Foolish.
She wrongs three persona: The girt
behind the counter, herself, and thw re
cipient of her Christmas gift.
It is for the sake of the girl behind
the counter that this is written. She
is a being of flesh and blood. She has
the physical strength to endure Just so
much, and her patience has its limits.
Christmas, which should be a season
of rejoicing for every one in this big
world, is a nightmare to her. She is
made to feel, every night for three
weeks before it comes as if a lot of
women had been stamping high heels
on her nerves all day.
When the great day comes it finds
her a complete physical and nervous
wreck.
And all because Little Miss Maid,
and her worthy mother. Big Mrs. Lady,
are thoughtlessly selfish.
Will you not, for the sake of the girl
behind the counter, get pencil and pa
per, and make out your Christmas list
light now?
And will you not begin your buying •
now?
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