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right on through the remainder OF the
night.
He had just awakened and was sitting
I'M in bed when Mrs. Jobson entered his
room, along toward 8 O'Clock the next
morning.
''What time is it?" inquired Mr.. Jobson
in his familiar voice, all OF the ineHaoie-
ness quite gone out of 1t.
Just 8, my dear" replied Mrs. Joo-
son. 'My, how much better you do look.
And am 30 thankful
''No thanks to that idiot Of a doctor Tor
it," growled Mr.. Jobson. Simply case
Of my rugged constitution pulling me
through the most severe crisis OF my lile'
that's all. How about breakfastT'
''I am fixing you little beef broth; IL
will be ready In a minute" said Mrs. job
son. cheered over the naturalness of Mr..
Jobson's tone. "And perhaps IL you think
you could stand little milk toast.
why -
''Beef broth and milk toast be hanged"
r,,mbIed Mr. Jobso1. hoarsely. rs that
the kind O. junk that pinhead Of doctor
ordered to be dished out to me? oh, II Is,
hey? Well, I'll fool that yap-he doesn't
know he's alive! l want mess o bacon
and eggs and some hot mullins and pot
of coffee. and half an iced grapefruit be-
fore anything else. and. say. how about
putting the high-speed thing on for few
minutes and starting this eat business a
going? Or did that imbecile of saw
bones allow you to believe for one-eighth
Of a second that I'd sit here like moody
naddy and permit you to starve me TO
death, hey?"
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It. won't your ard there was . caressing
tone in her question.
Sick all over precious replied Mr..
Jobson In faint. far-away tone, turning
his face to the wall.
BY this time Mrs. Jobson's mind was
suffused with q vague terror. Little
one? Precious? Mr.. Jobson was not
wont to employ such terms Of endear-
ment. There could be but one deduction
from his employment Of them now. Mr.
Jobson must be dangerously Ill. And II
anything should happen to him!
Mrs. Jobson struggled bravely to con-
ceal her shtidder Of fear
Il shall telephone for the doctor this in
stant," she said IN q smothered voice.
Just you wait here a minute. you poor
dear, and then I shalt put you to bed"
and she hustled to the basement and
phoned for the medical man.
Mr.. Jobson permitted her to assist him
up the stairs to his bedroom. He was
very obedient There was a sad and
sweet smile on his features. He looked
and acted like man all through with
the struggle, the turmoil, the foolish tur-
buIence OF life He sighed wearily as
Mrs. Jobson helped to undress him and
put him into bed.
Its only something trifiing, I'm sure,
said Mrs Jobson reassuringly as she car
ried on these operations. Something that
you've eaten. probably. Can you remem-
Der what 1t was that you ate that has
disagreed with you, my dear"
TITS nothing like that, doll heart" soft
ly replied Mr.. Jobson, reaching out and
grasping one Of Mrs. Jobson's hands and
holding it caresSngly. "It's-oh well.''
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assured. far past medical aid A mans
days are numbered by the same Power
that brought him into being. And |
have fought the fight Now l am ready
TO-"
MY dear, you shall not continue saying
such terrible things!' broke in Mrs. job
son desperately. do you wish to drive
me stark CRAZY? Everybody Is bound to
become little Ill once in while. and
you have been very fortunate In that re-
spect but it ID out OF reason to imagine
that every time"
"Listen, girly," cut in Mr.. Jobson in
his tone Of ineffabeness. II wish to
have all matters Strengthened out while
I retain what little remaining strength l
now have. You know where l keep the
insurance policy. 1t is a comforting
thing for me to know that I have kept
this up through all these long years. I
did not tell you. however. that, not very
long ago. took out policy for an ad-
ditional ten thousand
You poor. great-hearted generous
darling. talking about such things, when
you know perfectly we'll that my life
wouldn't be worth living at all If any
thing were to happen to you," broke in
Mrs JObson, her nose already red with
weeping. 'All of the insurance policies
In the world wouldn't compensate me
for"
"As to the bank account" Mr.. Jobson
went on in his tone Of resolute effort to
wind up his affairs before succumbing to
the inevitable, 'that, of course, is In our
joint names and there will be no trouble
whatever about your
At this instant the doctors automobile
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resolution of inquiry. 'Tisn't possible to
say what the answer will be.

resolution of inquiry. 'Tsn't possible to
say what the answer will be.
X X
THIS happened last Wednesday. when
I two conventions were in full blast on
the top floor of the Willard Hotel. One
of them was gathering of artists, sculp
tors. landscape gardeners and beauty ex-
perts Of all sorts. trying to get together
in a national federation for the uplift of
the water front, and the other one was
most exciting session of the American So
ciety of Physicians. or something like
that. The physicians were listening to
tremendously heart-throbbing talk on
"The Presence of Vitrified Alcohol in the
Baker Bean." when in walked a dried.up
citizen with an art federation delegates
badge streaming from his button hole. He
sat down In the midst of the physicians
while his ears might have
tingled with the thunderous applause go
ing on in the room where his own kind
were listening to dannatory speech on
the evils of not painting back fences. But
he sat there complacently and calmly,
Joining in the applause whenever the NJ.
DIS would say that they had saved 80 per
cent of the lives of those brought to them
suffering from congental fracture OF the
asphasia. After a while a large ply
sician from Philadelphia began to talk
about spinal meningitis, and Old, Art
squirmed about bit and asked my friend
Brass Whiskers Cottrell of the Associated
Press:
'Wl1o Is the speaker
"Oh, that is DR.. Sawboiies OF Philadel-
hi al ck
He does not appear to be. on the pro-
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throbbed up in front Of the Jobson domi-
cund, fat. keen-eyed medical man who
had administered unto the Jobsons for
many years plrffed breezily into Mr.. job
sons bedroom He stopped suddenly In
his progress when he saw Mrs Jobso11's
streaming eyes and observed how tightly
Mr.. Jobson was clutching Mrs. Jobsons
hand in bis own.
Lord bless u.s. what's all this?" broke
out the heayty doctor in his CHEEKY basso
profundo. "What are we officiating at
here, anyhow? A wake or wedding?"
"Oh. he's in a very terrible way, doc
tor" sobbed Mrs. Jobson. rising from
her chair at the bedside and giving 1t to
the doctor .'And he's talking OF such
awful things-of his last end and all that
and"
Last fiddlesticks!" grumbled the doc
tor, sauatting in the chair beside Mr..
Jobson. Here. old fellow turn your head
around here and let's have a look at you.
Last end humbug-tommyrot! Stick out
your tongue HIM. Bad s.tongue. of
course. Been abusing your stomach.
What you been crowding into your sys-
tenn that disagrees with you? Eth? Out
with it. now! Dbnt you try to fool me.
man! Been drinking too much book beer?
No? Well, then, soft shell crabs?" and
the doctor began to thump Mr.. Jobson
a bit around the region of the stomach.
Huh. Sound as a bell of brass. But
you've been gorging yourself. HIM. Not
much pulse, but what dye expect. man.
when you eat these crazy messes?
Shush! Don't you talk back to me. job
son! won't have It! Don't you contra
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dict me! You've been outraging your
stomach and know It! And you're old
enough to know better, that's what you
arer' and the doctor turned and ,winked
ponderously at Mrs. Jobson in his en-
joyment Of the roast he was handing out
to Mr.. Jobson. AS for Mr.. Jobson, a
steely CLINT Of resentment came into his
eyes. and his teeth snapped together, put
he declined to say word.
Just you stick around in that bed for
a day or 50, Jobson," commanded the doc
tor. land ease OFF this foolish heavy eat
ing business, and take these two or three
little simples that I'm going to prescribe
for you, and II you're not around trying
to fight everybody in the ne!ghborhood,
as usual. inside Of twenty-four hours I'm
a Dutchman, that's ALL and the doctor
began to scribble prescriptions on his
pad, while Mr. Jobson glowered at the
ceiling and Mrs. Jobson wiped her eyes
with an expression Of very manifest re-
lief.
Mr. Jobson didn't have anything to say
after the doctor had taken his departure.
However he didn't look quite SO ineffable.
He slept for the greater part of the after
noon. and when he woke up, along toward
G O'Clock he partook of some chicken
broth that Mrs. Jobson had prepared for
him. Already the sleep seemed to have
done him good.
aren't you feeling a great deal bet
ter dear?" Mrs. Jobson asked him, no
ticing the decided Improvement in his
looks.
But Mr.. Jobson only grunted something
unintelligible by way Of a reply, and after
while he turned over again and slept
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him OF the telephone. ana. carefully
guarded by the manager. he went to the
phone and rang up his main money-tosser.
ordering him to hustle to the restaurant
instanter and get him and party out OF
hook. The eduerry arrived with an arm
ful of money within about fifteen min
utes. The equerry made the bill good.
and the jock flashed real reproachful
gaze at the saturnine manager as he
clomped out with his trippy little outfit.
'Cochon!' Kissed Boris at the manager,
who grinned.
"Tsay. / don't know wot dat means.
Borey." said the manager to the depart
ing grand duke, but 1t mus be somethin'
drefful, an / gotta good notion Z hand
youse a real rude spank on de pulse: yes
/ have. De next time youse goes ginkin'
aroun' dis mans boig y wanna take a
nickel or two o. y'r wad wit youse, or
some o. desc minnits yousell git de hull
conk beat off'n you wit beer r1allet.
wot?''
Boris continued to be plenty OF a clip
and hoyden during the remainder OF his
stay in New York, but after that stick-up
he took charge of the change himself
when he jumped his suite and started of
on his own-hook ramblings.
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was the occasion Of his putting in hu-
initiating three-quarters Of an hour In
the downtown section OF New York one
night.
Folks who are real chummy with the
Romanoffs and such like people are aware
Of the fact that when one of 'ern is on
the amble he rarely carries any roubles
along with him in his clothing. He cor
rails everything that he thinks he needs
and wants, and good deal more, and
when 1t is all over the first equerry and
dough bearer moves for'ard under the
spotlight and does the settling.
On the many previous OCCASIONS when
this particular simpering Slav became
voluntarily separated from his staff he
had only to make himself known at any
of the crustacean cozy corners OF New
York to which he repaired and it was all
right: he didn't need any money The
creditors for the sea food and the beady.
missy fluids OF Gaul would simply send
around to the hyphenated hotel with their
bills on the following morning, whereupon
the a-distributer-in-chief to the
Jock would liquidate the obligations with
out question.
On one night. however. when the cut-up
from the snowy steppes eloped without
warning from his encourage. carrying
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and other Florida folks had been sub
mitted to the House judiciary COMMITTEES.
The allegation is that these gentlemen
have been riding on passes. contrary TO
statute. The day after the charges were
filed one member of the House who used
to stand close to the pass department Of
various railroads. but who has been pay
ing out his good money with great regu-
larity for a couple of years-and he trav-
els quite a lot too-rushed up In the cor
ridors Of the House to one of the Florid-
ians in question and clutched him by the
arm.
81 understand" he cried. that charges
of accepting railroad passes have been
filed against you. Is that correct?"
II believe it is replied the Florida
man. somewhat stiffiy.
Then" said the man who used to have
'em beseechingly. "do something for me.
For heavens sake tell me how you got
'em!"
1t is not of record what the Flor. dian
replied. IRVING c. NORWOOD.
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that gave the sardonic tinge to his reve-
lations.
This man Is the manager Of one OF those
New York drinking places for women.
Drinking places for women?" are you
asking? Why, certainly. There are quite
a few OF them here. Their number il In
creasing constantly.
For what kind OF womenT perhaps
you are asking again.
Oh, the kind of women that we natural
ly refer to as nice women. Women
married to pretty fairish husbands, not
a few of them well-to-do. Women
who are mothers. Women young. wom-
en- middle-aged. women old. Women Of
the prosperous shopping class.
And do mice women of this kind in
New York actually go to regular saloons.
conducted mainly for their sex. and sit
there and drink?
Yes again. Not only that. but con-
siderable percentage OF the women go
home in taxicabs from these drinking
places when they think they've had
enough The fact that they 60 home In
taxicabs often is an indication that they
have had more than they thought was
enough.
This particular drinking place for wom-
en-the one managed by the man who did
the talking to which listened yesterday
n in eth avenue. not far from 23d street,
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Another thing: Supposing a woman
who feels that the thing Is taking bit
OF a clutch upon her makes up her mind
to quit. Well, she accompanies one OF
the drinking women. friend. in here.
meaning to take mineral water or some
thing soft The drinking woman won't
have that. She insists upon the woman
who is trying to quit having something
hard.
"She ridicules the quitting woman. calls
her foolish, twits her with being under
the thumb of her husband. and so on.
Nine times out of ten the woman who Is
trying 10 quit yields under this sort Of
persuasion or ridcule. You don't often
drink when the other fellow announces
that he's on the water wagon and that he
can't afford to fall for the booze again.
Sometimes husbands come here to get
their wives-to take them away. You'd
think that sober man wouldn't often
visit a woman's drinking place for the
purpose of taking his wife away: you'd
imagine that man would do that just
once: just once, IL at all, and never any
more: but there are some husbands who
visit places like this very often to take
their wives home. I've noticed that the
men who do this usually are clear. dead
chaps. One of them came here about
half a dozen times to get his wife, all
within the space OF a month. The last
time he came he had two pretty little
came in, holding the toddlers by their
hands, and he walked up to the table
where his wife was drinking with q chat.
terry party OF women. and said to her: ,
Here are the children. can't stand
the gam. I'm going to quit town tonight
Goodbye and out he went, and he's
gone yet too. The wife still drops i'm here
once in a while, pretty shabby. but the
other women buy drinks for her, because
they feel sorry for her-didn't her hus-
band desert her, the brute?
'Oh, yes. / get pretty sick OF being
around here. Wouldn't your"
But the matter-of-fact mana gers ques-
tion didn't really call for any reply
CLARENCE L. CULLEN. ;
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and here he sighed tragically, "it was
bound to come sooner or later, anyhow.
and why not now?' and Mr.. Jobson fixed
his CLASSY eyes upon certain point of
the wall paper like q dishearsened seer or
sage gazing into futurity.
what IL bound to come sooner or later,
you poor, dear boy?" asked Mrs. Jobson.
her eyes beginning to become dewy with
suppressed tears. "How can you talk
that way? Are you trying to b-b-break
m-m-my heart?"
Shed no tears for me, baby eirl, beg
OF you,' said Mr.. Jobson in his faint,
faraway tone, as he pressed Mrs Jobsons
hand feebly. '"Tis something we all
must come to. Why repine? Why feel
perturbed or sad? '1fs the common fate
Of ALL Be Of good cheer. my heart. You
are, as you know. comfortably provided
for In case"
"oh, DO not say such dreadful things!
sobbed Mrs. Jobson. the tears streaming
from her eyes. "As II 1 would care for
anything on this earth if-if-ff anything
were to happen But 1t Is out of the
question! 1t is wicked to even speculate
upon such things! The doctor will be here
presently. He will tell you that it is
some simple little thing that has upset
YOU"
II fear" Mr.. Jobson went on in the
tone of one for whom all strife and strug
gle has become thing OF the past. that
am far. far past the help OF doctors.
dearest. 1t Is only right that l should
tell you this. There is a voice within
me that tells me that-but why go on?
only mention It, little woman, in order
that you may be prepared. / am, l feel
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Girls and Musicians.
uTHE late Paul Stanley. compose

NTHE late Paul Stanley. composer OF
'Ta-ra-ra boom-de-ay.' took no
great pride in that songs success" said a
San Francisco musician. He had hoped
to succeed as a composer OF grand opera.
when he lived here he often talked
with a quaint kind Of melancholy about
the high ambitions of his youth. and how
they had become humber as he got older
"A mans ambitions dwindle,' he once
said, like a girls matrimonial aims. AT
sixteen a girl wants fairy prince and
nothing else. At twenty she is resigned
to a millionaire duke. At twenty-five a
member of Congress Is good enough. At
thirty country minister will do nicely.
and at thirtyfive she'll take anything.
from a song-writer down.
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tic view since that whirlwind toot he
had in the United states, from San Fran
cisco to New York, some six or seven
years ago. He used up a lot Of columns
of newspaper space on that occasion with
accounts Of his rough-house gayeties with
various relays and patches Of show girls
and things.
The writer hereof happened to be put
on the job Of watching Boris prowlings
when he hit New York on that occasion.
When the joeund jock with the red
Romanoff corpuscies flowing in his vinous
veins was diverting himself in New York
with the pink-hnired Pansies and Pa
trices Of the extravaganza shows he
made 1t his business to lose. long
before the conclusion OF his caloric
evenings. his equerries and the va
rious other members OF his giddy en-
tourage. With his bunch Of killed Choir
listers he would slip suddenly out Of the
view OF all Of the members Of his Russian
suite, and, impressing the f1fst automobile
in sight, make his escape down the line
to another all-night lobster palace. His
deserted and perturbed attendants would
then repair gloomily to the huge hyphen-
ated hostelry to await their chiefs re-
turn.
This little habit Of the gee-whiz jock
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along with him some seven or eight Ian
gushing Loreleis of the front row. his
evanishment put him out on the limb,
SO to speak With his nifty little bunch
Of sextet queens he caused himself to
be motored to certain all-night restau-
rant in 9th avenue conducted by man
who uses his first name only to advertise
his business-and that first name is a
nickname at that. When Boris alighted
there with his chattery coterie he told
the chauffeur to walt outside for him and
his party.
Then the ducal outfit went into the res
taurant, where they proceeded to push
through the bill of eatables and drinka-
bles like pack of mine mules threading
the drifts.
When, about three hours later. they
had reduced the food and wine menus to
pulp, and were ready to move along to
some other scene of action, the jock .bade
the waiter summon the manager Of the
restaurant. an individual from the south
confines of Tipperary, with a map on
him that makes that of Chuck Corners
look like a study" by Millas.
''Ze BILL haughtily said the Romanoff.
''Hunnered ninety-eisht seventy five. "
replied the manager with the pint-o'-
mixed phiz.
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an bogus sinneys wit bum medals on
dere vests dat try t. poke me de spin dat
it'll be all right at deir hotels on de mex
day, an de mex waltzer dat tries t sling
me a wing-dance like dat is due Z woik
in de dish-washin' plant back here till he
makes good. Dis Wop's bill is hum
nered ninety-eight seventy-five. Dish
washers in dis dump git twenty mont.
If he don't twist t. de front wit de kerr
tish real quick it's him f'r a seven-mont'
trick diggin' de grease out O. de pans. an
wit ki-yi collar aroun' his neck t see
dat he doesn't lam FIR 1t, at dat"
The jock apparently didn't understand
more than q few words OF the manater's 8
cruel speech. But the bunch of Pinlkies
with the jock understood all right. and
they began to make hurried searches
through their chatelaine bags-and others
of them, furtively. of course. through
more intimate repositories-with the man
ifest intention of taking up collection
and saving their host from incarceration
in the dish washing domain of the eating
place. After they had made these digs
and done a lot of counting on their f1n-
gers they found that they were still shy
just s1s7.56 of making good the jock $
$19S.75
Bories, however. suddenly bethought
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Mr.. Jobson emitted slight groan when
Mrs. Jobson met him in the hallway.
Then he looked, il anything, a little bit
sadder than before as he tottered over to
the sitting room lounge and Topped him.
self on II.
By this time, of course, Mrs. Jobson was
in great state of mingled trepidation
and commiseration.
What In the wide world Is the matter,
dear?" she asked Mr.. Jobson as she
seated herself by the lounge and felt
solicitousy of his somewhat fevered
brow.
Mr.. Jobson fluttered his eyelids in q
weary sort of way.
Sick. little one. that's ALL" he replied
in tone of ineffable tenderness
.'Sick, my dear?" said Mrs. Jobson. her
alarm obviously becoming greater every
minute. How sick? Tell me all about
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DIRK SUPPLIES SPECIAL DRINKING PLACES FOR WOMEN

watched such women to see that they
didn't attract attention by making any
breaks.
"As q matter of fact, even the nice
chaser, like beer or light wine. with their
food used to be looked upon by the gen.
erality of women as-well, as sort of
taking a chance. They were making
themselves liable to be talked about a
little.
Well you can see the difference now
for yourself. The difference began about
ten years ago.
Women began to have their cocktails
before taking luncheon. Even that In
novation shocked the more particular
women. Plenty Of the more properish
women began to remain away when they
saw that some women were taking COCK
tails, ostensibly as q flllip to the appetite
for luncheon.
TT wasn't long, then, before the women
began to como in alone, or In parties of
two or three or four, and order drinks
without any food at all. The entering
wedge had a good start then you see.
We first began to notice It. 1t seemed as
IL such doings might endanger the repu-
tation of our establishment. But the
women who walked in for their drinks of
the hard stuff without any food at all
plainly were Of class that we could
not AFFORD In q business way even to at
tempt to discipline.
They wens by every token OF the nice.
nicey sort-nothing loud or aggressive Or
fandansoish about them We didn't feel
as II We could take a chance on suggest
ing to them that they were overstepping
the barriers that long had been set up, in
this country at least, against the public
drinking Of strong waters by women.
We'll. tidings and habits spread quickly
among women. and 1t was not long be-
fore we had greatly amplified patron
age Of women who drank more than they
ate, IL they ate at all. And now, you per-
ceive. we have 'evolutionized into an es-
tablishment where women. do not eat at
all, but merely drink.
Women not engaged in shopping at all
come here for their drinks. They take