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THE OEOR.QIAN’S magazine page 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 nl 1 v 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 Th. BR OADWAY HESITATES. opened ''i',iT ent they " ere ak,ne Broadway his ■ ?. rnoutl ’ with determination, all tried t' S resolve< i- But the words he X . ° Ut come. Instead: h— it;r o ;r’ wlth an en * ECZEMA sufferers Ba ?: "'VXes ?ha < t lldden ' Tampa> Fla • ,^ ett ® rine Cures Eczema ankie jtr .H eara 1 had ecz ®oia on my m erous docter. ma . n i! rernedie * and nu after eiqh? wt.o tr ed Tetterin e and born the am en tloely free ‘'o'tcri?* ta .T lb '’ ) eczema. . as ‘ Mu ch for others. '' r n r,,,m ett ? r ’ erysipelas and ' cures to stay 50 at h »?” la -V—Tetferine. SHLPTRiM d e U 2 or by mail. R| NE CO.. SAVANNAH. GA • Vlvt.i "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 jK\ , L J A* ' x \ \ S ':V \ \ ‘ r x. \ '• XC T>\ W wfe ‘ / •' ' InUf U .. V®:. Ml ®'<a- - : 'i w w i ■Wo’ f - I ' / M w ■ \ ' w •’ M < wHRfI v\\ 1 Ol ' \\ xk w H W xk < 1' I xs\;> \ nl * 5 75 wl \ \ \\\ ') >// _ \ I 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- « 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 \ x * : *• / \x j I 'N. z / 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 FOR SALE II ... j Roofing Pitch, Coal Tar, IMMEDIATE Creosote, Road Binder, nri It/r-nw Metal Preservative Paints, DELIVERY Roofing Paint and Shingle Stain. } Atlanta Gas Light Co. Ph0 " ,494S V =^--—■ ... - —rrrJ 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.” NO OANDRUFF”NO GRAY HAIRS A Few Applications of “La Creole” Hair Dressing Will Restore the Nat ural Color to Gray, Streaked or Thin Hair. "Pull out one gray hair and a dozen will take its place,” to a great extent Is true, if no steps are taken to stop the cause. When gray hairs appeal- apply at onee “La Creole” Hair Dressing. It is Nature's own remedy. Gray hair, dull, lifeless hair, or hair that is falling out, is not necessarily a sign of advancing age, for there are thousands of elderly people with perfect heads of hair without a sin gle streak of gray. When gray- hair comes, or when the hair seems to be lifeless or dead, some good, reliable hair-restoring remedy l should be applied at once. Those who have tried it say that the best preparation to use is the famous "La Creole” Hair Dressing, a preparation originated by- a famous and proud Creole beauty forty years ago, scientifically compounded with hair ton ics and stimulants. “La Creole" Hair Dressing is clean and wholesome and perfectly harmless. It re freshes dry, parched hair, removes dan druff and gradually restores faded or gray hair to its original color. Don't delay another minute. Start using "La Creole" Hair Dressing at once, and see what a difference a few days’ treatment will make In your hair This preparation Is offered to the pub lic at $1 a hottie, and is recommended bv all druggists. (Advt.j 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. 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Enclosed please findcents, for which you will > please send the Ninth Anniversary number of your paper to ? the following names: j Name Street I City state Name Street City..... state Los Angeles Examiner I LOS ANGELES, CALIFORNIA 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? CASTOR IA For Infant* and Children. The Kind You Have Always Bought Bears the Signature of