The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1916-07-02
CCogyrAEht, lsrs. b. ths Mcclure Newspaper Hynds-


TT WAS about the time that Jock
McChesney had got over the
novelty of paying for his own
clothes, and had begun to talk busi-
ness In slightly patronizing way to
his clever and secretly amused moth
er, Mrs. Emma McChesney, secretary
of the T. A. Buck Featherloom Petit
coat Company, that Sam Hupp mo-
ticed rather coclxy over-assurance in
Jocks attitude toward the world in
general. Whereupon he sent for him
On Sam Hupp's broad fat desk
stood an array of diminutive Jars, and
bottles, and tiny pots that would have
shamed the toilette table of mu-
steal comedy stars dressing-room.
There were rose-tinted salves in white
bottles. There were white creams in
rose-tinted jars. There were tins of
ointment and boxes of fragrant soap.
Jock McChesney, entering brislxly,
eyed the array in some surprise. Then
ne grinned. and glanced wickedly at
Sam Hupp's prematurely bald head.
mo use, Mr.. Hupp. They say If it's
once gone it's gone Get toupee."
"Shut upl" growled Sam Hupp,
good-humoredly. "Stay in this game
long enough and you'll be a hairless
wonder. yourself. Ten years ago the
girls used to have to tie their hands
or wear mittens to keep from run
ming their white fingers through my
waving silken locks. Sit down min
ute."
jock reached forward and took up
q Jar of cream. He frowned in
thought. Then: Thought 1 recog-
mixed this stuff. Mother uses it. I've
seen it on the bathroom shelf"
"You bet she uses i" retorted Sam
Hupp. whats more, millions of
other women will be using it in the
next few years. This woman" he
pointed to the name on the label,
'has hit upon the real thing in toll
cite hub-dub. She's made little. for
tune already, and if she don't look
out she'll be rich. They've got quite
a plant. When she started she used
to put the stuff together herself over
the kitchen stove. They say it's made
of cottage cheese, stirred smooth and
tinted pink. Well, anyway they're ma
tionally known now-or will be when
they start to advertise right"
"I've seen some of their stuff ad.
vertised-somewhere," interrupted
Jock, "but don't remember"
There you are. You see the heat
- of this concern is little bit fright
ened at the way she seems slated t.
become a lady cold cream magnate
They say she's scared pink for fea,
somebody will steal her recipes. Sht
has a kid nephew who acts as gen
eral manager, and they're both on tn,
job all the time. They say the lad,
herself looks like the spinster in
b'gosh drama. You can get boy tt
look up your train schedule"
Trainl Scheduled Across Jock Nc
Chesney's mind there flashed a Wis
ion of himself, alert confident, brisk
taking the luxurious nine o'clock TO
Philadelphia. Or, maybe, the Limit
ed to Chicago. Dashing down to tn
station in taxi, of course. Strollin,
down the car aisle to take his plac
among those other thoroughbreds o
commerce-men whose ch m
gloves and walking sticks, and talk o
golf and baseball and motoring spell
ed elegant leisure, even as their kee
eyes and shrewd faces and low-voice
exchange of such terms as Stocks
and "sales' and propositions" pro
claimed them intent on bagging tn
days business. Sam Hupp's mex
cords brought him back to realit
sh jerk.
think you have to change at Bui
B. II gets you to Tonawanda in tn
orning. Rotten train"
"Tonawandaf" repeated Jock.
Nov listen, kid" Sam Hupp lear
ID forward, and his eyes behind the
sreat round black-rimmed glass,
we're intent on Jock. "I'm not goin
try to steer you. You think that az
sing is game. It isn't. There al
who think it's science. But
that either. It's white magi
Ms what it is. And you can't lear
from books, any more than yc
Can master trout fishing from rea,
ing The Complete Angler F
swing about and swept the beau
lotions before him in little heap
the end of his desk. "Here, take tn
stuff. And get chummy with it. E
it. if necessary; learn it somehow"
Jock stood up, . little dazed. "Br
whatl-Howl-I mean"
Sam Hupp glanced up at hi
Sending you down there isn't n