Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-10-25
The Manicure
Lady

SkrTHAT young simp going down
the street was in here yes
terday to have his nails did"
said the Manicure Lady. He don't
know his heart is beating. George"
He don't look like no Gladstone {"
said the Head Barber. peering out OF
the window.
lie looks just right" declared the
Manicure Lady. Yesterday was the
first time that he ever came in here
ana before l had his nails did he had
told me the story of his life. bet YOU
can t guess what he is going to do in
New York"
is he another playwright" asked
the Head Barber.
You don't need to spill no sarcasm,
this a. m, George" snapped the Mani
cure Lady. Il wish you would let
that playwright stuff drop. No, this
young man has came to New York.
not TO carve his way to no fame or
fortune, but TO get into the proper so.
etal spear where he belongs; ANYHOW.
that's what he told me. 1 don't know
what a social spear is, but that's what
Ffeodle is aiming for. He told me
mat ne was an F. F. " 1 thought
nrSt that 1t was some kind of a lodge
IKE the l. o. o. F. or the B. p. 0. E.,
but it amt F.. F. V. means First
Families Of Virginia, and it seems
that when one of them meets another
'hey are drawn together by a society
oond, or however it was the young
seezsr put it. He told me that in the
small town where he lived it was i'm
possible to spread out so here he is
IN the big town, in his pinfeathers,
waiting to play the social game. He
said that any young man who was
good looking and fairly we'll educated,
and that knew enough to dress right,
could break into society If he was
patient.
Il guess that is right, George, be-
cause even my brother Wilfred broke
in once. He was kind of proud of his
achievement and said that it was as
easy as breaking into Jail and easie
10 break out. He waited till the old
gent had bought him two new suits
of clothes, and with his good looks
and his poetry he didn't have no
Touble getting invited to a small but
select circle. He was out to dinners
most of the time for a few weeks
after that, and 1t didn't cost him a
cent because he got invited, and dur
In hot H.
no board at home. Them was what
the poets call hallucination days for
my brother, but, like everything else
mat Is soft and fine in this world,
they had to determinate at last, and
Wilfred got through
1T seems that the people that en-
teFts4ned bachelors expected the
bachelors to entertain back by giving
theatre parties and dinners at cafes
and the like of that. Wilfred wasn't
on to that phrase of the matter, and
l don't think he would have been
there with the bankroll if he had
known the right thing to do In any
event, he began to notice that the
Invitations didn't come in SO regular,
and after a week or SO more he was
right back at home eating good home
cooking and digging up his five a
week 10 mother You see. George
the small, select circle was so small
that it didn't take them long to get
fellows number, and now the circle
$ one smaller than when Wilfred
was being Honized."
Il never cared much for society, -
said the Head Barber. That's why
1 never tried to break in"
Il amt tried yet myself" said the
Manicure Lady. but if 1 ever dc
break into society. George. you can
bet your last bean that society will
know l am there"
-WILLIAM F. KIRK.