Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1912-11-29
Broadway
Jones
Based on George NJ. Cohan's Play Now
Running in New York.
TO-DAY s INSTALLMENT.
ey BERTRAND 8ABcocN.

Her play of wit and fancy dazzled not
only Broadway, Bob and the judge, but
actually struck dumb Mrs Spottswood and
Clara. The judge was moved TO whisper
to his wife:
IF Broadway gets that girl she'll lead
him merry dance. shes got cham
payne in her temperament. 7 saw girl
once little like her in New Britain.
But she was drunk"
But the wife could not reply to this con-
fession, it may have been, Of the Judge.
To Sammy, much of the value of the
scene was lost because Of the beloved
banjo he had insisted upon bringing with
him
Josie had just laughed unsteadily and
had remarked: There's d wealth Of
meaning in lamb chops, isn't there, Mr.,
Jones? and the company including
Broadway, were trying to puzzle out her
intent. when the quivering, shrill sounds
of a tune PLAYED upon the single string
of q banjo out Of harmony Jared it
self on their attention.
Everybody, including Jackson ana
Sammy. turned toward the small boy in
real relief and the musicians little at
tempt to entertain served to break the
spell that had had some influence upon
each of the group Sammy's seriousness
and his poudcrous efforts were thrown
into relief by the gay atmosphere which
had prevailed but moment before.
IN HIS GLORY.
Sammy finished and held the banjo
closely before his ear while he tested the
shrillness OF another string, preparatory
TO playing upon that one alone, too.
THAT wasn't at all bad, sammy" com
mended Jackson.
mo, indeed, it was very good" added
Wallace.
Very good" snufed Sammy. IT
should say it was very good. Gosh, I've
only been taking lessons for a year and
q half Well, what are YOU laughing at"
Don't you believe me? I'll bet Litz'
when he was q little boy didn't do as
good as that. Beethoven used TO make
up tunes and play them when he was a
little boy Now, III play one ] made up
myself"
The preparatory agonies so Jared upon
the ear of Jackson that he said in Il
kindly manner to the young group of
ambitions
Don't tire yourself out. Sammy"
wishing TO be very obiging after the
dinner that Broadway had planned and
Josie really cooked, Sammy was quick to
disclaim any fatigue.
'Oh, no. he said I'D have TO prac-
tiee anyway
Clara, shallower than Josie. who had
mind that embraced all the world, never
showed to her small brother much pa
thence And so now she discouraged his
good intentions.
"Well, go home and practice, Sammy
she said I'VE don't want to hear It,
Mr. Wallace Is going to play the piano.
Obediently Bob moved TO the piano and
began TO play. But Sammy had already
started upon another of his compositions
for one string of a banjo, and he was
quick to order Wallace:
SAMMY IN A HUFF.
Say, keep that piano quiet, will you"
Wallace struck another note with his
smiling eyes upon sammy
The boy stopped at once and began to
push his banjo into its case.
Shows how much you people know
about music" he muttered, Gosh, you
can hear a piano any day There amt
ten good banjo players In Connecticut,
/ amt going to stay here and listen 70
that darned old thing, I'm going to
take my banjo and so home"
Mrs. Spottswood was quick to reprove
her son for lack Of "being polite when
you are invited out to supper" But the
fat little Spottswood was already on his
feet and halfway to the door
Gosh" he mumbled, that's all the
thanks | get going to all the trouble Of
bringin my instrument an everything.
Some day they'll be darned glad to hear
me play It, when l get It down perfect"
Ssmmys mother continued the reproof,
saying;
"Ain't you got any more manners than
to 90 without saying good night and
thanking MIR. Jones for the supper?'
Almost on the verge OF blubbering was
Sammy. Walled he:
y "Well, my feelins hurt, and I'm going
home"
"Just for this you don't get any money
20 go to the circus this year" snapped
his mother.
Through the edge of his almost tears
Sammy grinned as he retorted:
Wen, If it amt any better than il was
last year don't care a darn. I'm getting
tired Of being bossed around, anyway
III bet Edison, the inventor, didn't let
people boss him around when he was
hoy. I'm goin' TO take my banjo and live
in New Haven"
And proudly Sammy strobe out through