The Caldwell watchman. (Columbia, La.) 1885-1946, 1914-03-27
81 ONWARD MARSHALL
From IHEPLAY OF GEORGrM.COHAN

I Mrs. Gerard he Veltuleu'
a well-preserved old-er-l mean 'h"'
she seems we'll preserved
We'll canned, you mean said war
lace. But too much chemical presei'
alive in females is as dangerous as
it is in food. How did we happen 10
20 there tonight? You roped me ln'o
that. Broadway. You didn't tell he
where you meant to take me- iou
merely said we'd go to dinner Win
some friends Of yours >,
Well she's a friend OF tii'ne'
Broadway defended rather hotly' AL
idea, so terrible that 1t was 1ascili"'
ing, had occurred to him. 49,,
She might have gone to schooi WIN
your grandmother. 1t makes me SIGN
to see her ogle you. | think she waits
to marry you" ~
Broadway burst into laugh "hic,'
he was we'll aware was quite too louu'
too cackly and too hollow; ne 1eareu
acutely that his friend would recognize
its falseness.
ITO marry me! Ho, ho!" Instantly
his manner changed. But don | line
the way you speak about her, BOD
Remember-we have just enjoyed her
hospitality"
! Enjoyed it! Speak for yourself OLD
man, # had known where you were
going, do you suppose would nave
gone with you? l can meet grand
mothers schoolmates at the Ola La
dies home. don't have to 60 to din
ner with them"
Now, Bob"
Wallace burst into laugh. i DE-
lieve it is pure charity" he guessed
"You are trying to make others happy
You smile on her as you would thro"
dollar into a Salvation Army cash
pot around Christmas time"
Bob I'm thinking about getting
married"
His friend sat straight and looked al
him in dumb amazement for second
Married? And is grandma in some
way related to the bride who may be!'
} Bob, l need"
He stopped. Almost he had told Mi
friend he needed money; but he hat
not the courage. To confess povert.
on Broadway is like confessing mur
der in church.
Need WHAT"
, "a rest. I'm going to-er-tak
some sort of vacation. Don't know
what. Maybe back to the old home
Anyway, you won't see me around TO
quite q little while" fRs.,,.,,y4s--.s,s.7
i sIsever mind. old chap! III tel
7 them all that you have had to 6
, away on business. Go somewhere an
get Strengthened out. You. need II
There's something wrong with you. o
}, you would never have gone to tina
dinner where that ancient marines
could ogle you the way she did.
We'll, you won't see me for wee
or two"
Drop me line if you want ally
thing"
, Jackson Jones went away early o
the following morning. AS ignorant {
business and of business methods q
a baby, yet he tried to scheme som
way by means of which he might r.
coup his staggering finances. viii
IDEAS all impractical, whirled throug
his brain.
He must have money, that was ce
tain. He had not the least idea
just how he had accomplished it, b.
he had spent his patrimony-spent
all and more than all of it. If he ha
paid up the debts he owed-which a
the world seemed glad to have hi
owe-that was the hard part of Il
everyone seemed anxious to have hi
go in debt to them-he would have t;
less than nothing left
For days he stewed above his Fl
ures In room of which he kept clio!
guard upon the key. He told Ranki
who was curious, that he planned
write book.
Indeed, sir? Fiction, sir?"
Fiction? Cad, no! Fact"
"A book of travel, sir? I've travel
quite bit. Perhaps"
mo. Or yes OF travel up and dov
Broadway"
Splendid sir, If | may be excus
for taking such a liberty. I'm sure
gentleman in all New York is mo
familiar with the subject, sir. l sh;
be glad to read it, sir. I'm sure
D will be quite revelation!"
~ Rankin" said Broadway earnest
If wrote what l really know abo
Broadway 1t would be a revelation
He grew very serious, for him.
of would put some men on pedestals. a
ed they would not be those who NJ
a stand highest. 1t would put some m
he behind the bars, and among them a
ne some men who now are free to col
1t and 60, with welcomes when tn
as come and invitations when they lea
IN every place where people gather
be this town."
it, He burst into sudden laugh. Gre
he stuff, Ell, Rankin? When you s
pit. broadway you stir me up. love
i'm hate It; it always fascinates 4
he There's no street like it in the worl
IRE If your book is like that, sir.