The Washington herald., 1915-09-22
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Special Correspondent OF The Washington Herald.
New York. Sept. 2l.-The old summer
straw lid did not pass out of usage on
September 1.-the day officially set for
having it broken UP by jokers or shyinG
it into the ash can. Down on the Stock
Exchange they begin early in the morn
ing to break up all the straw hats.
This year they did not start the mas
sacre. Brokers are not so carefree with
their money as they used to be. The
good sense of the majority of folk will
be attested by wearing the straw hats
until frost comes.
While New York has got off more
easily than some other cities during the
present hot spell-it has caused much
suffering on the East Side, where fami-
lies are packed in like bees in hive.
Office workers are bemoaning the fact
that while 1915 has given them a second
summer it has produced no such phe-
nomenon as a second vacation.
II T. Webster. the cartoonist. has be-
come an author. Some time ago a
smooth-talking representative of the Do
ran publishing house urged Webster to
group his human-interest cartoons under
one cover. in a moment of mental
alteration" says Webster. Il succumb-
ed" Only he didn't exactly say it that
way 1t sometimes becomes necessary
to polish up cartoonist's language.
The book is now on all the New York
news stands and is called ''Our Boyhood
Ambitions and Other Thrills" Webster
draws cartoons for some 100 newspapers
and the book represents the pick of the
lot.
1t is said that Tomahawk. Wis. is
greatly het up over the new publication.
fiyo of rop,ahauk and
the nearest they have had to celebrity
outside Of Webster was lightning-rod
agent who eloped with a millionaire's
daughter in Milwaukee.
It is told that Sir Charles Napier
once sent a raging lion whimperins
into the jungle by standing still and
gazing at him fearlessly. Over in the
CIymer street station in Brooklyn the
other day an excited. perspiring man
with terror in his eyes rushed into the
building.
Hold me-" he screamed. hold me.
I'm going mad and I'll kill some one"
Lieut.. GUIDE compares favorably in
to a newly made block of
ice. He was writing when the wild
eyed man came in. He put his pen
down, got up quietly and walked fear
lessly toward the man.
The visitor was crouched for\ a
spring. but the lieutenant kept on NOV
ing toward him. When he got within
two feet Of the wild-eyed man he
crumpled up in a heap on the floor. Il
guess I am all right" he said. 1T
must have been the heat" And he
left the station in a few minutes per-
fectly composed.
Florence Curran Is here hunting
job. She wants to act Shakespeare and
is willing to wash the dishes. but she
bars the chorus. Florence used to play
classic roles out in Des Moines-which
is a few miles west of Broadway.
She has grown weary with touring
the theatrical agencies and q little
hungry. too. SO she has modified her
program but not her aspirations Zoe
Beckley. q sob sister on the Evening
Mail. was beating out q story on her
typewriter when she heard voice at
her elbow-a voice with slight hitch.
II was Florence Curran and A. story.
The story of ambition and hope and
then disappointment and despair. The
old story Of the nice girl with arm be-
Lief In her talent . tiny bit OF Uonsy