The Montgomery advertiser., 1901-06-28
HOW TO DO NEW YORK.
The Easy Scheme of . Worth Caro-
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lima Teacher.
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 Did you ever know what an inex- ,pensive thing a trip to New York can be made by one of Us provincial school teachers?" asked a pedagcgue from North Carolina the other day. The gpe aker had been in the city for few days, and. according to the story he told, he didn't have to spend half dollar in every twenty-four hours that he lad been here.
 You see," he said, 'I hadn't ever seen New York in my life until last week, and before I left home friend of mine, who had taken the trip once nr twice, came to me and said he'd put me On to the way to do the thing cheap I was agreeable to this. for we teachers down South don't have any too much money to throw away. The book companies, my friend told ne, will do all the spending, for they want you to adopt their publications in your school. They have regular men hired to take strangers about the city and blow m coin on them, and all you will have to do Is to go to the different offices and introduce yourself as the principal of your school. They'll at tend to the rest. >.
 'I got here on Friday, having come by boat from Norfolk, Va. After hiring room for a week-& the pfice-and esta Jlishfng my snip there. I started out to find the publishers of school books. Their addresses had been given to me by my friend, who told me how to approach each place and how far I could play each one for en- tsrtainment. The first l struck was . big house that publishes geographies and arithme tics and grammarS and all the other kinds of text books I'd ever need.
 "Is MT. Pendleton in" I inquired or a clerk, who responded by asking me who I might be and what was my business. MT. Pendleton, he said, was out, at which I was not surprised, since my friend had told me that .al- though I should ask for the head Of the company, I ought not to expect to see him. But, the clerk continued Mir. Smithers was in. and he was the man who always saw teachers from out of town Sa was ushered into Mir. Smithers's ,of1ce, where I found that gentleman, portly chap with red whiskers, smoking a cigar and reading a fancy backed novel.
 "'Why. how do you do?' he cried, fairly jumping out of his chair to shake hands with me. So glad to see you. I rememberwe met down in the old North State several years ago. Aw- fully glad to see you. by Jove!"
 NOW, I was sure Ia never met the man in my life-anywhere. And didn't believe he'd seen Carolina slpce he was born. But as long as he want ed to run a 'bluff.' why shouldn't I? said remembered our former ac- Guaintanoe most pleasantly, and he said he had never forgotten that din- her he had with my wife at my house. Although I haven't a wife, and never had one, I said I was glad he had enjoyed himself and hoped he'd honor us again.
 Have you an engagement for luncheon today?' he asked at last. after we had exchanged all the solicitations en the calendar.
 T said didn't have one, the man with whom was to have lunched hay ing been suddenly called away on the train. Snithers said that was such luck ss 1t gave him chance to ret turn the courtesy I had extended to him down home.
 "'we'n go to MarchandAs' he added. That's where all the literary people eat---we publishers, and editors, and teachers. Great place, Marchand's. l Never been there before? Oh, never 1 been to the city before? So glad. I'll | show you all over town this afternoon
 He put on his hat, and then we walked out to the street. The lunch | place, Marchands. wasn't far away, and we were there In less than five | minutes. STnitheRs ordered everything tn sight. He had a roll of greenbacks | that would have made you shudder.
 "'You see,' he remarked, Tin the | Fourth vIce-President of the company. | q afterward learned that he was known as the Walking Delegate I'm | so fond of Southerners that 1 always | try to see little of them when they're | in town, although I really oughtn't to | tear myself away from work. q re- | membered that novel he'd been read | ing when I went into his office.) I'll | just run out to the front and teleprene | them that I won't be back to the of- flee this afternoon. l forgot to let | my secretary know was going out | with you to see the town
 When he went out--I don't know where he went-1 looked around the dining room, with its gold lace and city t1nery, and saw that the literary men of Mir Smithers's acquaintance had tastes from those down In my country. A woman sat In one corner and smoked a cigarette and talked in a foreign lingo. A man In another corner had imbibed so freely that he was asleep in his chair. When Smithers returned I asked him If all the restaurants in town were like this. He said no. they weren't. but literary men like Bohemian things. of which this was one. Then Smithers said he himself was quite a writer on a small scale, having written several treatises about astronomy, but that he really oouldn't find time fo rmuch soul work
 This almighty dollar he sighed,