Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-01-16
The Manicure
Lady
BY WILLIAM r. KIRK.


Get sDBF . thing whom I was de-
ing some shopping this noon"
said the Manicure Lady, that
reminded me of my childhood days
back in the old village. There ives =
old fellow with chin whiskers On that
GA mo into the swell department store
where l was shopping, and after he
mad bought a pair OF gloves he asked
the clerk II that was the very best
she could do on the price. OF course,
the girl behind the counter looked at
him and laughed and said that she
couldn't cut no prices; SO the old fel.
low threw the gloves back and told
her to keep them. He said he was
going somewhere with his trade
whore people would appreciate him
and the money he spent"
Il suppose that broke the girls
heart" said tho Head Barber
She didn't care none, of course"
said tho Manicure Lady, but 1t kind
Of set me to thinking that there Is
lot Of people in this world like that
old guy with the fringe on his lower
law He was In there to spend a dol
lar and get about ton cents over .
dollar In value. And even then he
thought that tho store people ouehr
to look for him with outstretched
arms and treat MIN like a prince
II remember whom we lived in
small town. George We had that
kind Of stun handed to us on every
side The old gent used to keep o
hotel when l WAS a mere child-ons
OF them country hotels where there
is accommodation for man and beast,
and you could take your pick which
kind OF accommodations you wanted.
l remember one time an old farmer
walked up to father and said: Ed.
! always stop here for my dinner
every time I come to town, Ave or
six times every year. And l always
pay my rs cents for dinner without
no s9ueal. Don't you think you ought
to throw In a good cigar with the
dinner once in a whileT L remember
how the old gent told him to get out
for his two>Dit dinners in the future"
He must have been pretty cheap
that farmer" observed tho Head
Barber.
The cheap folks amt all in tbs
country, George" said the Manicure
Lady. There Is lot OF them in this
city that would like to beat down THIS
clerks IN tho big stores II they
thought that they could get away
with II, but they know there amt
chance In tho world. so they let their
mesnness crop out other ways. They
think cheap thoughts even II they
haven't got the nerve to express
them. One girl friend of mine that
wouldn't think OF asking for loves
price on a shirt waist would ride
down town morning after morning
with N. on the Subway. and I noticed
after l had dug three or four morn
ings in a row for the cGrfare that
she would make an awful stall in her
pocketboot for ten cents and pulling
that on, lot me pay! stun. Take II
from me, George, after the third
morning l let her look until she had
dug up that hard, thin dime. and
after that she didn't snugsle UP to
me no more suppose she YVES look
ing for another victim.
That's tho system they play In the
big town. George. They pat you or
tho back until you blush as long as
you can help them. but the minute
YOU start looking out of the window
and not responding to their hollers
for help, they beat It for fresh fields
and pastures new. How many friends
have you got here in the city, George.
that would stick to you IL you were
going through bankruptcy"
Il guess the only friends I would
have then would be my wife" said
the Head Barber. and the lawyer
that was putting me through"