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THE PENSACOKA: JOURNAL. SUNDAY MORNING, JUNE 1, 1919. 14 OTHERS POLLY VISITS LONG ISLAND AND FINDS VINE STREET Reduce your doctor's bills by keeping always on hand Fatty, Dearest: lXd you ever hear of Vine street? It sounds lovely, doesn't It? But there are vinea and vinea! No more of thia vine stuff for tne. 1 shall never again be deceived by a name. When I last wrote you I was at the Martha "Washington, and was having a joyous time, but I am rather stupid at figures, and to save my life, I could not make Dad understand that subtraction was more in my Jine than simple sums like jtwo and two make four. I wrote and explained to him, at some length, and that of course I was awfully sorry, end 1 really must have some more money, n3 that life in New York was cheap at any price. He wired back: "You have overdrawn your bank account twice. Don't let It happen again. And, when, pray, do you intend to come home?" I sent him a postal card, saying: "Don't worry. I am going to Vine street." I should not have been at all sur prised if he had wired back and told me to go somewhere , else, which certainly would not look very well in print and would not have sounded at all poli:e. But, to tell the truth, I do not think Dai Is In a very polite frame of mind with mm Just now. Vina street, Richmond Hill, Long Island, la in the borough of Queens. At least. I think it Is. To tell you the truth. I get bo mixed up In my mind about the difference between Manhattan and Queens and Brooklyn and the Bnonx, that I do not wonder Vine street is somewhat misleading. Though no one can say it is a misnomer, j I have relatives who live on Vine street, Glenn Morris. Richmond Hill, Ivng Island, New York. And they invited me to stay with jthem. I had been planning to go. And so I went. It was four of a summer afternoon that I went down, wearing a nifty but some nv hat heavy coat, a set of furs, and car rying two bags, one a well filled suit , case and the other a well filled brief j case, to set out on my Journey Into a f far country. V I met someone, most unexpectedly, as j I stepped from the Martha Washington to the curb, I had valiantly made up vIm4 a rri thnlA milt ra , tn t A nearest subway, myself, when I heard a Mithe voice: "Whither away?" And it wis a man I have met who does cartoons VACATION EdDys! Girls! Win $5 to G Think of it .$5 for 50" words $5 in Gold! And so easy for any boy any girl! This is AH You Have to Do Ask your mother why she thinks Calu met Baking: Powder is the best Baking Powder she ever used. Mother knows why Calumet is better if she has ever used it and she can tell you, Then when she tells you, just write in 50 words or less the reason "Why Mother likes Calumet best.". Sign your name and address, and mail to us. That's all. The boy or girl who sends in the best answer in 50 or less words why mother iikes Calumet best, will receive a ?5 Cash Prize. i he Only jQp These Only boys and girls in or "under" the 8th grade in any school are allowed to enter the contest. Your answer must . not have more than 50 words. Contest closes June 16th. Your answer must be in our office on or before that date. PENSACOLA JOURMAL Pensacola, Fla. for one of the papers here. I enclose a sketch he made of me, - The suit cas.?a are not as big, really, as they look. But h is of the impressionistic school, as ycu will see. No doubt they did SEEM big. But at that stage of the game I scoffed at the idea. "I am going out into the country for a few days," I said, with quite an air. It is quite correct here to brag about going into the country for week-ends. 1 am nothing, if not correct, as you know, Patty. "To the Jerseys?" questioned he. "To Long Island." said I, jauntily. "Have you ever gone by yourself?" he asked, with quite a rude display of cu riosity, it seemed to me. "I have minute directions," said I. Anl then I reeled them off to him. (You iic I liad talked to my cousins over the plume that morning, and besides I had a picture of their home, a charming place, all cov ered with roses in the picture-. "You go down to Brooklyn Bridge and then you take the 'IV and go to the very oM MONEY "Rules 11 end of the line and there you will see an isurance office, with a sign over the door marked, Hooke and Crooke, and you get off and go to the office and the man in charge of the office will tell me how to get to my cousins." "Are you crazy?" asked the man. It was not very polite of him, but that s what he said. "Hove you ever been doV7n to Brooklyn Bridge at this hour In the afternoon? "What does your family mean to let you go about without a guardian?" "Goodbye," said I. . "Come down and spend the week-end with us, sometime." But he Just picked up my bags and strode along beside me, till me got to the sub- . way. And then he said, shortly "it J you were my daughter I'd put you In a . convent." And I replied: "My, your temper is worse than Dad's." And about that time, I was caught up, bags and all, and swept down one flight of steps and up another, into a raglns pandemonium. When I first came to New York ami began to go about on the sub-way, I felt just as I suppose Daniel did In the lion's den. But you get used even to the sub way, after a while. And If you can't talk, it gives you a good chance to study human nature and get new types for "sketches for i may as well acknowledge that I met the young cartoonist in busi ness hours. For Penny hai proven a lucky penny for me, and I have sold some pictures to the newspaper she works on. But that is another story, a la Mr. Kipling. I had decided when I got to Brooklyn Bridge, I would go and ask some person in authority to give me directions about getting to the end of my Journey. But have you ever been in New York on New dear's eve, Patty? ' Or do you remember the noises of the old Mardi Gras days? Well, the noises of Palafox street at car nival times, as compared! to the noises of the Brooklyn Bridge terminal of th B. R. T., are as "moonlight unto sun light, or as water unto wine," to quote the poets. It certainly Is heady, Patty. And you pet swept off your feet. There was a girl selling tickets. And I tried to -tell her my troubles, but the people back of tne kept pushing, and one man began to yell "Get out of, the way! You are hold ing up the whole line!" I glanced over my shoulder at a struggling mass of people, all- seemingly bent on my annihi lation, and stepped back, with the two suit cases and the picture of my cousin's rose-covered . cottage clutched In my hand. "Do you know where Vine street, Lng Island, is?" I asked a man. He had a kind face, but he said, in a strange tongue: "What is the big idea? Vol-ie street?" and pushed past. I saw a man in a boxlike office, and as he had on a uniform, I felt that no doubt he would help me, so I waved the picture turned up-side down, with o3re, with the address written on the back, plain as a pike staff, 1170 Vine street, Glenn Morris, Long Island, New York. The ifvn yelled at me, and waved his arms, but his voice was lost in the ter rible thunder of the trains, and the shouts of the mot) I wondered what it was ali about, and where in the world the people were ajl going. He frantically waved his arms, and following his panto mime. I found myself at last at the ag end of another line of struggling hu manity. When at last I reached the wicket, I thrust in the picture, still with the address plainly written, and the girl, without more ado, thrust out my ticket. Impatiently demanding my money, while the mob apparently clamored for my be heading... Sofely ensconced on the train, my spirits rose. A girl in the same seat with me, and who had been standing Just behind me, said, curiously:, ''Where ae you going?." And I explained that I was on my way to "-Vine street, Glenn Morr's. ; long Island. "I've been going up and down this line a long time," said the girl, "but that Is a new one to me. But I was quite cock-sure by this time, and assured her that I knew what I was i about. , "You ride to the end of the line. 1 and then you get off." said I, "and the J house Is on Vine street." It all sounded quite simple, to me." j Apparently it also sounded very simple to the girl. As she got off she was still saying: "I've traveled on this line a long time," etc. etc. etc. - As I approached the end of the line, I looked out eagerly for the real estate sign of Hooke and Crooks. But, Patty, narry a sign did I see. There was a big policeman standing an the sidewalk, whom I had spied as I non chalantly made my way down the long flight of steps from the elevated platform. "Js this Glenn Morris?' was my pleas ant greeting. And his, not quite so pleasant, was: "No this Is Jamaica sta tion Where do you go from here?" . "When I had walked a short distance 1 met a woman and a ma n. The man was pushing' a baby carriage. From habit, more than anything else. I said: "Can you tell me the way to Vine street?" "Surely," said they. "You go down three blocks and turn to your left, and ; there you are at Vine street." "The policeman on the corner said go CP three blocks and turn to your RIGHT and there you are at Vine street." "Oh, well, if you want to start an ar gument,' said the man. And 'off they walked. But the woman turned around and called over her. shoulder: "We live on Vine street, ourselves. We ought to know!" That certainly sounded reasonable. So I turned down three blocks, and to my left, and at last came to a cottage where a woman sat on the porch, rock ing, happy and comfortable, as if there were no such problems in the world as hardhearted parents and Illusive relatives, who lived in sequestered,, rose-covered cottages, difficult to find. "Can you tell me the way to Vina street," asked I. - "You are on Vine street, now." she said. And went on rocking. I felt my heart quail, or whatever it does when you get a sort of knock-out blow. Certainly, this was Vine Etreet in name only. v I looked up at the sumber of the houe. And. Patty, that house was,. Number Three! Maybe that has no significance to you. but subtract three from one thousand, one hundred and seventy, and see what you get. "I want to go to 1170 Vine street," I said, mildly. The woman sat up quite straight, and looked at me with interest. Then she said, dryly: "You go north three -blocks and turn to your right, and go through the railroad tunnel, and then you walk back three blocks, and there you are at Vine street. 1 "Oh. thank you," said I. So I walked on three- blocks, and came to the railroad tunnel and then walked back three blocks, and there I was. It t-egan to get quite Interesting. After I had been walking for some ttme. however, I began to have a sus picion, so I stopped a boy and said; :::EmHmK mlcS vl'F MRS-. EVERY WOMATSF Are You All Tired Out, Exhaust fatigued and has time to spend Doing Sewing for the Family? Get rid of that old worn out, hard-running machine. Let us deliver to you : A NEW FREE The Free Sewing Machine is recognized as the world's best light sunning machine on the market. We will take your old machine in . as part pay on a. New FREE. tr. d " !i i ' $ :i':,'ilfijt 9 : ' R eynalds Music Geo. J. Emmanuel, Mgr. We Do Kodak Developing. We Sell Victor Talking Machines and Victor Supplies 21 South Palafox "Can you show me the way to Vine street?" A "Oh, yes," he said: "You walk on three blocks until you get to a fence, then you folow the fence until you come to the street, and then you turn back to your left four blocks, and there you are at Vine street." "Oh, thank you," I said. "Thank you so much!' So I walked till I came to the fence and then I followed the fence, and turned back and walked and walked until at Usi I came to two more boys. And I said: - v - -' "Can you please tell me the way to Vine street?" 'You walk straight up this street, for four blocks, until you get to a field, and thmen you cut acros the field till yoM get to a church, and there you are at Vine street." "Do you know where this house is?" Can I walk it?" I asked one of them. And 1 showed them the picture. "tfure," said one of the boys. "I know that house. You can walk it easy." "Oh, THANK you." I said. And off 1 went, a suit case in either hand. By this time, Patty, I must confers, that I felt like a sort of automaton. 1 kept watching my feet, and saying to Hrst one and then the other: "Cs,me back. Jack! Come back. Jill!" You re member how we used to play f inter games, when we were cnildren? Well, I felt if I could just keep my feet going, ike I used to keep my fingers, sometime 1 would win in a walk. . Af last I had an inspiration. I walked up the steps of a pleasant looking house, and rang the bell. A very pretty Iad came to the door, ahd 1 asked her if I might use her phone to call a taxi: "I want to go to 1170 Vine street," said I "Why, you" don't need a taxi," said the rretty lady. "It isn't any distance at all. "Oh,, thank you." said I. And off 1 went. By this time 1 was saying to myself: 'llayfoot, Strawfoot!" I had read long ago, how when training soldiers that was he way they made them understand the difference between right and left, you know. 1 walked and walked and walked, like ack going'to seek his fortune, and after a while I saw a man watering his gar den. So I stopped and said pleasantly: "Can you tell me if I can walk to U70 Vine street?" "Oh, yes." said the man. "It isn't far," And he went on , watering his" flowers. Then he turned ami said, over his shoul der, "You go straight on for three bioc and then turn to your left, and there you are at Vine street. "Oh. 1 said, I thought I was on Vine street!" "No," scaid the man, and went on watering his garden. "Off again. One again. Gone again," Let us make you make good with a Kodak. We have a size for you, and a com plete line " of supplies. Phone 1717 1 said to myself and began arguing with my feet, trying mental suggestion. I wis so busy trying to persaude my feet th.t they knew where they were going, ma suggesting to my arms that there was an end to everything, that I did not realize that I had come suddenly to the end cf frtreet without noticing it. "Is this Vine street?" I asked a woman and man who were working in a garden. "So." they said in chorus, and went on pulling up weeds. I stood and looked about me in despair. Long Island's sun was slowly setting, end I seemerl to be in the center of a vast wilderness. About me were small and tidy looking cottages, but they were not set about with rose vines. Thay wre fresh and newly painted, most of them, and looked as if they were the beginning of a real estate venture. Be fore me stretched great fields that were Just being tilled, and in the distance a ro3d like a ribbon ran through the ce i tre. Hut where, oh where, was Vine street? A3 I turned and looked about me. In my young despair, I saw a nice, comfortaole woman standing on her front porch, look ing at me in undisguised curiosity. From force of habit I went forward, from force of habit, I said: "Can you tell me where 1170 Vine street isr And then: "I don't believe I can." she said. Patty. I don't know where the inspiration casie from. Out of a clear sky, I suppose. But suddenly I said: '1 don't suppose you happen to know my cousin, Mr. Johnathan Johnson?" , "Mr. Johnathan Johnson! Why, cer tainly I do. The Johnathan Johnsons live in Rose cottage it is the show place of Glenn Morris." I looked at the picture, end Patty, -'or the first time I realized how lovelly t was. For the first time, it came to me on my part at all. , new life into them. And stepped forward wth no Volition what a lovely, homey, hot-suppery name Johnson is. And my feet began to gel 1 held them back, however, long enougl to ask: "Can you tell me th way to 1170 Vine street?" You see it had become quite a habit with me. "Indeed I can." said the nice lady. You walk three blocks and turn to the. left three blocks, and there you are at Vine street. Then you walk right on, until you come to the houses you can't miss it." - ' Oh. thank you. I said, "you are SUCH a help." Xs I started off. she "called to me: If you wanted to cut off corners you might go acros that field. Or you can go up -he avenue, if you turn to the right and walk three blocks, and then turn to your left "Oh. thank you," I said. "1 think 111 cut aeross the field." After a while I "struck a sidewalk a real cement walk, that seemed to lead somewhere. And then I met a woman taking a dog to walk, and stopped and The woman who uses a Free Sewing Machine does not get fatigued and has time t ospend with the family after a few hours' work. Take recreation by "KODAKING" House Pensacola, Fla. ticked her a question with which you are by this time quite familiar. "Go straight ahead," she said, "until jou come to a church, and then Just be yond that you will see a house with a lawn, and a garden, and flowers " Fatty, I almost fell on her neck. For more reasons than one. For by this time even the most severe mental treatment Hould not keep my feet rrom balking. They cert3inly had been oadly treated and I didn't blame them at all. I came to. the churcn. Then I.turncl the corner. And there was the house, tut I did not dare to trust the woman or the pl.'ture. until I saw over the door the magic number 117a. woman was standing at the door such a nice looking woman, and I B--J tz. her: "Is this Vine street " And phe didn't say a word, Patty. She Just f-tfpped out and leaned oer and took n y suit cases out of my hands. Then she said: "Where under the sh'nlng sun did you come from?" The sun wasn't shining Just then. But 1 !ad not walked all that distance to cave in at the last minute. So 1 smiled into 1 er astonished face, and replied: "th. I Just walked over from Ja-ma'ca station it is quite a summer wal.. Isn't n?" Fatty, my cousin Johnathan Johnson certain" knew what he was about when tt Icked out a wife. She was and is the fiftrest thing. He had gone to meet me. and he came back, and there I wa-. slttii.jr up at the table eating all kinds of food things, and having the time o my lift-. And you may not believe it, Fati3'.but we sat up and gabbed unt't widnisrM, and I was not tired at all, ex cept my feet. Cousin Johnathan Johnson says It is five or ten miles from Jamaica station. J bet m the latter, instead of the form-sr. Yours. POLLY. P. S. I have Just found out why they call it Vine street. You turn to your right and walk three mocks, and then yov turn to your left and walk no WON PER they call it Vine street. If you ever come to New York don't let any one persaude you to go for a walk down Vine street. If they tto. take a tasi. jcu'H find it worth your while, Patty. Keally, you will. 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