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

fsTHAT 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.
He Looks just right" declared +b.
Manicure Lady. Yesterday was the
first time that he ever came in here.
and before 1 had his nails did he had
told me the story of his life. bet Won
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. II 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.
cial spear where he belongs; ANYHOW.
tnafs what he told me. 1 don't know
what social spear is, but that's what
Freddie Is aiming for. He told me
that he was an =. F. v. I thought
drst that 1t was some kind of a lodge
IKE the l. o. o. r. or the B. p o. E.,
but 1t Amt. r. F. ". means First
Families Of Virginia, and It seems
that when one of them meets another
they are drawn together by a society
eond' or however 1t was the young
seeSer put it. He told me that in The
small town whore he lived 1t 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 know enough to dress right,
could break into society il he was
patient.
I 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 easier
to break out. He waited till the old
gent had bought him two new suits
OF clothes, and with his good looks
ana his poetry he didn't have no
frouble getting invited to a small but
select circle. He was out to dinners
most OF the time for few weeks
after that and 1t didn't cost him a
cent, because he got invited, and dur
ing that time he didn't have to pay
of ThAS
the poets call hal1ucination days for
my brother, but, like everything else
that Is soft and fine in this world,
they had to determinate at last. and
Whfred got through.
TT seems that the people that en-
tertained 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
1 don't think he would have been
there with the bankroll IL 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 wzs
right back at home, eating good home
cooking and digging up his five q
week to mother. You see, George,
the small, select circle was SO small
that 1t didn't take them long to get
fellows number, and now the circle
is one smaller than when wilfred
was being nonized."
II never cared much for society"
said the Head Barber. That's why
I 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 / am there"
-WILLIAM r. KIRK.