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The Sun Gives Us a Hot Day So Fashion Can Show Him What the Latest Styles Really Are
The
Manicure
Lady
WILLIAM F. KIRK
<4 _ HAD a scrap with; the servant
j this morning, said the Mani
new servant of mine has sure got my
goat. I can't see why mother keeps
her, but mother is getting along in
years, and I hate to do anything lo
"What's the matter with the s«r-
Tant?" asked the Head Barber.
said the Manicure Lady. "Imagine it,
George, a intelligent servant, when
■he don't know how to fry eggs with
out burning them. Anybody that
can't cook a wet thing like a egg
without burning it ain't got no ln
you have took a bus ride, you should |
tried to tell the poor simp that I
had took the ride, and that there was
no taken about it, but she got thick
disdainment, and intimates kind of
■troiig that I might hop my demi
tasse off her inteliectual forehead,
after which she sort of draws in her
horns. I don't claim that I know the :
whole dictionary, George, but if I do
»ay It myself, I have strung more
words together and does it more
graceful than she ever done it, and !
even if she could talk as good as I
stations in life into consideration, ]
don't you think? !
girl that is all the time reading
about Phyllis reclining idly on a divan
"My wife does her housework, and
the has got all the servants in crea
tion beaten a block," said the Head
"You must be a happy man,
George," declared the Manicure Lady.
"Everything you get to eat tastes
reached out for the unretafrfable, or
whatever she called it. faVMfl her if
will quarrel until mother seea the
fofly of keeping her and gets a real
•Wilfred tried to stick up for the
girl when he heard her saying that
she loved poetry, but when he
showed one of hia sad pieces and
she laughed hard at it, thinking he
meant it for a comic, he froze up like
a pond in New England, and has came
over to my way of looking at things.
He says that she has the mind of a
hind, whatever that means, and be
tween he and me I guesa we will man
"Are you going to do your own
Snap-shots
LILLIAN LAUFERTY
Here—darkness and gray clouds.
Beyond—the meadows are striped in
And the sky is fair and blue.
Beyond—the beauty we can not gain.
The mind to plan, the strf«ngth to do.
By Henry \an Dyke
Good cheer to help me bear the tray-
And for the hours of rest that
come between
An Inward joy In ail things heard
aid seen.
Scorn of the lowly, envy of the great.
And discontent, that casta a
shadow gray
On all the brightness of the com
mon day.
In a world of dreams I have chosen
To sleep for a season and hear no
And only the song of a secret hird.
—Swinburne,
Page 12, September 16
The Call's Magazine and Fiction Pages
In the Garden of Eden—l—Prehistoric
A Girl and Her Mother
[ DEAR MISS FAIRFAX:
My mother won't let me and my
' chum go to picture shows unless she
| goes, too, a-nd it makes me so mad.
IMy chum's mother is a nice woman
1 and she lets my chum go alone all
, right. What can I do to make
j mother listen to reason? The other
! night I stayed late at my chum's
j house, and she acted as if I had
broken all the Ten Commandments.
•It makes me so ashamed I don't know
ASHAMED, are you—ashamed of
your mother because she has
-' sense enough and love for you
; enough to make you take decent care
!Go right on being ashamed, little
: girl, but be ashamed of yourself this
; time.
You need some kind of emotion to
straighten out your sadly mixed
i-.jeas. What do you suppose your
j mother "acts that way" for?
She hates the sight of you, I sup
; pose, and takes that way to "get
It's a way mothers have—she
| doesn't do a thing for you, does she—
1 never sits up late finishing a frock
for you so that you will look as
j fresh and pretty as any of the girls?
Never goes without a new hat her
self so you can have the sweet thing
you are just dying for, the ona with
BEATRICE FAIRFAX
the roses on one side and the pinks
on the other?
Never sits up waiting for you when
her head aches, and she'd give a year
of her life for a good, long sleep?
Never makes a cake for you, when
she hates the very sight of a cake
Never stayed up all night with you
when you were 111? Never thinks of
you during the day—just lives for
herself, doesn't she—and wants to
keep you a perfect prisoner—to "get
even" with you for being younger
than she is?
That's your view of it, is it? Well,
little girl, you're wrong, all wrong.
Wrong from beginning to end, and
from start to finish. You've got just
one good friend in all the world, and
that friend is that mother of yours.
She'll stick to you no matter what
you do. or how you do it. The rest
will laugh and have fun with you as
long as you're amusing. Get sick a
week or so.
Wear an old frock two or three
times. Let them see you in a pair of
shabby shoes, and it will be "Goodby,
little girl. We're awfully sorry,
but—"
And you will have to run right
home to mother, and she won't even
know whether you're well dressed or
not, whether you look "smart" or
old fashioned; you're just her lone
some, sad lUtle daughter to her, and
she'll take you into her arms and •
comfort you and stand by you and
love you, when every one else in the
world gives you the cold shoulder.
She's trying to protect you, you
foolish little lamb, you. You can't i
see the wolf there outside the door- j
step.
See—there he is in the shadow, j
Mother sees him. She heard his .oft |
prowling footsteps when you didn't!
hear a thing but the ragtime music I
there in the cafe.
He's after you—the wolf is—right
at your very heels. Oh, if you only I
knew—if you ony realized—but you
don't, poor little silly Red Riding
Hood —you don't. So mother has to |
realize for you—and she'll do it,
too, if she has to lock you up to!
keep you away from him.
Moving pictures—can't you live a I
minute without them? What If you
never went to a "show" again as
long as you lived, what of it? Can't
you see how foolish you are?
No?
Well, then, mother, here's wisdom j
to you and sharp eyes and a strong I
and faithful heart; you'll need it be
fore you are through with willful lit- j
tie daughter, and I hope neither you !
nor the chum who has so much
"freedom" will ever run home to
mother with your heart broken, little
girl—you won't, if mother can help
after her. I
Copyright, 1913, International Newa SerTica.
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* * *
There are nearly 2.000 Rtltches in a
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* * #
Irate Father—Here, I've paid you
no telling how much money to teach
my daughter music, and she can't
play any better than she did before.
Whose fault is that?
Professor yon Note —Ze fault of ze
instrument. I haf yon instrument in
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NELL BRINKLEY
my shop vich she learn to blay soon.
"Huh! Is it like this?"
"It looks like zia piano, but it goes
mit a handle."
* * *
Grafton—Aw, what's the matter,
dear boy? Spwained your wist?
"Naw; rheumatism. Left one of me
rings off the other day. ye know, and
caught cold in me fingaw."
who had Drought children over age
on half fares and without tickets.
Their Married
Life
They Spend an Evening at "The Magic City," the Cooey
Island of Paris.
MABEL HERBERT URNER
up that tower."
Helen looked crestfallen. "I
thought every one went there."
"Then we'll distinguish ourselves
by not going. We've only got a few
more evenings and we're going to
spend 'em seeing things worth while.
How about the Magic City? Like to
go there tonight?"
"But I thought you said Friday waa
"Tes, Friday's the big night, but If
we sail Saturday we'll not want to be
up late. If we go at all we'd better
go now. '
They had Just finished their dinner
in a rather smart French restaurant
The day had been close and hot,
and now the night air seemed re
freshingly cool. Soon they were
speeding across the Seine, the dark
waters reflecting the lights of the
yond was a great mass of lllumina-
Even from a distance Helen could
see outlined by the lights the Ferris
wheels and scenic railways which
made it look like Coney island.
As they left the bus and walked
up the hill toward the glittering en
trance they could hear the clasli of a
brass band, mingled wltb the grind
ing music of the carousels and the
shrieks of the passengers on the
thrilling scenic roads.
VERY BEWIL.OEKIXG
Inside the panorama was bewilder
ing and the crowd gay and noisy.
Before each sideshow stood a
"barker," shouting in French the
wonders to be seen within. None of
the attractions were more than 50
centimes—lo cents —but the marvels
of the painted signs that lured one to
enter: The astounding freaks, the
monstrosities that could be seen be
hind those cheap inclosures of can
vas and board for only a few sous!
"Regular old fashioned sideshows,"
declared Warren, pausing before a
highly colored lithograph of a cow
with five legs. "This is the sort of
thing that used to travel with Bar
num's circus. Just about 10 years
Before the next attraction stood a,
girl ir» pink tights, with a bright
green satin sash and two writhing
serpents arouiid her waist. By her
stood a swarthy, thick set man ex
tolling the marvels of the show.
Warren, who seemed in the mood
to "take in everything," bought the
tickets. But Helen, who hated and
Tho whole "show" consisted only
of a boarded in inclosure which held
a number of snakes, a tired looking
monkey, and a'monstrous turtle. The
only arrangement for viewing this
menagerie was to stand around the
board fence and look over.
THE PERFORMANCE
Suddenly the girl in the nink
tights came in from outside, leaped
over the boards, and the "perform-
Gatherlng up a dozen or more of
the snakes, she h*;ng them around
her neck. Then she called to the
monkey, who had been sitting de
jectedly on the*back of the turtle..
He limped over wearily and submitted
to having the rest of the wriggling
Helen was filled with revulsion for
the performance and with pity for
agreed Warren. "Come on, let's see
what's next."
They strolled on by several small
side shows and stands of tawdry
trinkets, candy ami popcorn. Even
Helen could see that everything
showed the cheapest and flimsiest
"They're afraid to spend money
.tver here, that's what's the matter,"
denounced Warren. "Any good sized
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hypnotized girl suspended in midair*
"Dear, I've never seen any one hyp
notized. I'd love to go irr* there!"
As this was a more pretentious
show the admission wa* one franc.
Inside were rows of rough board
benches and a gaudily painted stag*.
"Hot and stuffy," grumbled War
ren. "And they'll not start this show
till they get a crowd. Think you
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In spite of the loud exhortations of
in man ., otlts! *g U»« crowd straggled
in siow.y. After a few momenta
Warren became Impatient.
'Ob, come on! We've got no time
But just then the drumming and
/. '"'''"S outside ceased. The "bar
the curtain went up.
Instead of the hypnotist scene there
was a group of girls in flesh colored
tights posing as "living pictures."
Then the lights flashed out, a hur
ried scuffle on the darkened stage,
and the same models were again
shown in a different grouping—
"V\ lien half a dozen other groupings
plainly his remarks were to impress
the audience with the scene that w«.s'
the curtain rose.
Beside him on the stage stood a girl
in a gauzy blue tinseled gown. It
was the same girl who had posed in
and made mysterious passes with his
hands
Slowly — very slowly — the girl's
rigid form seemed to rise from tha
bench. The man continued to make
the passages until her body was sus
pended in the air about a foot above
the bench, Then, taking a hoop, he
dramatically passed it over and
around the girl.
Through the audience rippled a
murmur of amazement. With another
impressive bow the hypnotist resumed i
the passes with his hands and slowly
the girl's body sank back to tha
bench.
He snapped his fingers, the girl
opened her eyes and aat up. The next
moment he led her smiling to tha
front of the stage, and the curtain
fell amid loud applause.
"That WAS wonderful," whispered
Helen as they made their way out.
"Huh, that trick's as old as the
hills," scoffed Warren.
"But, dear, how COULD i-t be a
trick? She must have been suspend
ed or he couldn't have passed that
hoop around her body.
"Oh, she was held up there by sup
ports or wires, all right. I read an
expose on that—but I forget how It's
done."
But Helen was unconvinced. To
and she was loth to think" it merely
It was almost 11 now. The crowd
had thinned out, some of the lights
had been turned off. and several of
the stands were closing up.
"Nothing more doing here." com
plained Warren. "Not in lt with
Coney island, anyhow. Some enter
prising American ought to come ov?r
and show >m how this aort of thing
is done. If I had the time and tha
capital, I'd want nothing better than
to start a first class amusement park
right here near Paris. I'd make a
of reconstructing the Louvre or re
organizing the French army Helen
would have had the same firm belief
in his success.
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