The Birmingham age-herald., 1911-11-09
THEY ALL LOVE A SAILOR

Roy L. McCardell in the New York World.
 M 4;: ss', "., '' .'. :, chant. ',. hotels look around thinking to see the enactor Of Disraeli rise up and say, Here, boyr'
 | But the girls of New York know bet | ter. Already they have learned the shore code of the great Atlantic fleet now an- chored in the Hudson river l Ire girls of New York know that the call for "Mr. Aris'' means that someone midshipmen of the flagship Connecticut who may be in this particular place.
 Sc, when MT. Arlis Is called in the Hotel Astor or MT Sparkler' in, say, the Waldorf-Astoria, the girls of New York town who may be whereabouts know some lonely comrade wants his wardroom messmates to rally, round and quickly. | Anc there is code name for shore use for each warship's officers. Men of New ! York will only know it now, but the girls all knew 1t days ago. And they never told
 For the glory of the Giants has depart l ed, at ratio of 13 to 2, and the hero of football isn't even being considered since Jacks ashore. What though the sailor boy hasn't yet been paid and | he hasn't anything to spend a-land but time? The bit of ribbon with his ships name in gold and the button fresh cut | from his uniform coat is valued above taxi | fare and theatre seats. The girls of New York, you say? Well, Iather!
 l Listen,
 Down the hills that lead to the Hudson | coue the girls.
 The fleets in the river and the girls
 hearts are no longer in the highlands.
 Society girls. chorus girls. nurse girls,
 school girls. They all love Jack, but why? | Meaning no offense, for the man who lays a hand upon a Yankee sailor, save
 in the way of kindness, is unworthy of the name of an American citizen! Yet I think this feminine partiality Is a gross injustice to us in civil life who are ad-
 dictcd to wearing suspenders and who never shiver our timbers.
 sIs it love or is it that pity that is akin
 to love that makes the New York siri leave the dinner dishes unwashed, ncr piano lessons unfinished, negects every
 thing but her best bib and tucker and rushes to the riverside to see the saucy
 sailors?
 Yes. there should be compassion for the sailor, for he has a wife in every port
 .rebbe, though, perhaps it's just sweet lheart. But I leave it to you if it is right
 that the fair should be so fickle to tl.e
 bea,x of every day and evince so much interest in the jolly jackies who are with us but while?
 Sail away, MT. Sailorman. sail away. Your Vaccinations are too great for oui girls. They are wearing their hearts
 upon their sleeves in the shape of a ships ribbon. On your way, you officers. Good by, midsliipman, farewell gunners mate 4 and young A. B. For while you are here the young man who owns his own motor
 or his Loss's-the young men who are raeal and theatre tickets, even that Al
 winner of maiden affections, the soda
 fountain clerk, all are passed up and
 given the go-by.
 Of course papa and the little boys are
 down on the riverside. Of course, mother
 thinks the battleships an awe-inspirn:
 sight. But daughter, sister, sweetheav;
 havc now no time for us, and pray you
 MT. Sailor go away! Meanwhile. though somewhat miffed a
 his taking ways, we went up along River
 side drive and looked him over. too.
 We could have looked him over or Broadway just as well. for he is all arount
 town. He dimes in the big restaurants. ht
 sees all the successful shows. Mostly ht , is fair and sturdy farmer boy from til, inland states, has had high school educa
 tion and know more about ballistics. cleo ;ric;ty and machinery than we will evel ) know. He can paint with the full arm movement, too, and as a scrubbist he i' ' delft and experienced He doesn't care ful !. the dirty old Bowery very mitch; he'i White Lighter when he has shore leave in New York now.
 He doesn't drink like he used to. Jackie