The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1900-04-08

our new nat itlftatFu WI ID 't'A 90
NO. l guess not didn't see anything Of
a new hat"
For the lands saker' CALCULATED Mrs.
| Broadway. Whatever can have become OF
it? ! ordered IL two weeks ago so as 10 be
sure to have il in time. I stopped into the
store on my way home and they said IL
was sent out this morning. Maybe Polly
took il in. Polly. o--o-oh, Polly-y-y.'
Polly came running in from the kitchen
Polly" said Mrs. Broadway, did my
new hat Gomez"
"Yis. mem" said Polly, at did. l set it
on a chair In your bedroom, and you'll fnt
1t there now
Mrs Broadway had dashed into the bed
room and swept every chair and bit OF
furniture in the room with a comprehen-
sive eye but there was no bandbox In
sight
"Ah, here il is in the closet. cried Mrs.
| Broadway, an instant later. Polly, your
memory isn't half an inch long. You never
can remember where YOU put things.
Hastily Mrs. Broadway united the
strings and lifted the lid. Then she sank
| down on the floor beside the box and rails
ed her voice in lamentation.
: The same old velvet scarecrowH she
walled THE same old chiffon, the same
old birds!
THE saints be praised" said Polly. 81
/ red up ne room the minute We slipped out
for l didn't like the loks O. that old box
a-settin' on the chair. But whin the new
has come I put it in the self-same place
50 yer eyes d light on it the very first
thing"
/ Mrs. Broadway was deaf TO this explana-
/ ton. And you gave away my new hat
my brand-new hat, to that clothes man.
she said TO Mr.. Broadway sternly.
! Not gave it away, my dear l got 50 for
I it," chirped Mr.. Broadway, bravely slap
/ ping mis- hands against his trousers pocket
and smiling a the chink of the silver coin
/ that issued therefrom.
And it cost twenty said Mrs. Broad
way tearfully. I'm lost I'm ruined I'll
never be able to find that wretch this side
/ Of kingdom come. What shall dor
/ Mrs. Broadway arose from her lowly po-
sition on the floor then. and lowered an
/ grily above the culprits. Polly shifted IN
/ easily toward the door.
Il hope ye wont blame me. men," she
| said. I'm sure it amt my fault
/ No " said Mrs Broadway benignly, II
/ don't. He's the one to blame for ii all-he
he. Jasper. the blunder is yours. You
were born to make mistakes. The next
/ time you get sick hope. l honestly hope,
/ that you'll go down TO the Office and stay
/ there until you get WELL
! And Mr.. Broadway said he would.
Following the example of many of the
! great corporations in England, the Phila-
delphia and Reading Railway Company is
inaugurating "a policy that will bring joy
| to the lovelorn accountants, photographers
! and like employees of the great beehive
| al Twelfth and Market streets. The man
who becomes a benedict is booked for
| raise in salary.
This innovation, says the Philadelphia
| Inquirer comes as a gladstone surprise
to the quill-wavers. A few weeks ago two
of them, contemplating matrimony, went
to the chief of their department, and ask
ed that their compensation be increased
on the ground that they were about to
enter the welded state The chief
thoughtfully stroked his chin and said
that he would think the matter over. The
clerks waited a week, and notwithstand-
ing the fact that their superior was still
thinking they led their lady-lovers to the
altar. The chief heard of their bravery,
and when the two men came to count
their next pay they found that the in
crease they had asked for had been grant
ed
Since this occurrence engagements
among the employees has become epidemic
There is hardly young man in the
building who has not that far-away look
in his eyes. Daily condolences are ex-
changed over the ink bottles, something
like this:
Say, Bill, I've done it,"
Wharf"
Popped
us it a go?"
Il guess so. She said IL was sudden
the Old game, you know-but when 1 show
her the ring l SOW in the jewelers. shop,
she'll flop"
In less than three months, at the pres
ent rate, there should hardly be an I'M
married man in the employ of the COM
pany, and those who are still single should
/ at least be promised"
An official of the company, when ques-
toned about the innovation yesterday,
said that he was delighted. 1T is a splen-
did thing for the boys, and l am more
pleased than l can say"
Women talk such nonsense when they
are talking together" said the man to the
New York Times Representative. IT have
heard them and wondered how they
could talk so long 10 say so little"
And men are so bright when they are
talking together" said the woman II
have heard them, and ! wonder that such
small heads can hold the whole they
know Here's a sample of their CONVEX
sation. 1t was on the Ladies' Day at an
uptown institution one day last week.
man carrying a tray filled with ice cream
and various things of like nature met
a friend.
- You have full hand remarked the
friend.
Yes. hearts are trumps to-day he
said, and they both roared
Il have laughed myself at the joke ever
since, It was so new and bright and orig
inal and they both appreciated it so
: much"
A petted child is a veritable monarch in
| its way says the New York Tribune and
must feel for the time being as if the
world belonged TO il. This immense self
! complacency in being so tiny and unim-
portant moves us to tender laughter
There is something so delightfully."- incon-
gruous, and at the same time so touching
i'm the innocent conceit and self-centered
| assumption of such pySmy that we feel
| inclined 10 foster the illusion and keep the
| little mortal ignorant of its own absolute
insignificance as long as possible
Baby wants baby's ca'iage. Dames"-
ordered with sweet imperiousness a tinv
atom standing on the STEPS of brown
stone front. And James. the butler with
ready obedience wheeled down the wicker
wagon 10 the pavement and lifted in the
important little parsonage who pulled up
her white fur rug with the air of a queen.
do on"' was her next behest to another