The Washington herald. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1906-1939, 1917-10-11

New YORK, Oct 10.-Amid a Jingle
tumble OF help-wanted ads in a con-
sentative New York newspaper the
other day was an advertisement that
read:
"wANTED-Men with brains. APP
ply to -"
Naturally the advertisement created
wide comment because the address
was of a forceful type OF American
merchant / didn't want a Job and
anyway the wording of the advertise
ment disqualified me. but l did want
slant" on the Big Idea behind II.
So / fivyered down TO the address.
sent I'm lily neat but not gaudy call
ing card and waited to be admitted
into the inner sanctum. The man
who placed the advertisement is a
man known all over the country in
his particular line of industry.
He declaI ed that he had three POSI-
| lions open. Not one of them required
a technical education and the salaries
ranged from $1,000 to $4,000 a year.
For a little more than three months
he had been trying to fill these posi-
lions, and has not as yet been sue
cessful. Most Of the applicants. he
said, feared to take the responsible
ties or leave an assured Job for an
uncertainty and this Immediately dis
; qualified them.
What i have wanted to see," he
said. was a man who came into
/ this Office, heard the conditions, con-
WINGED me that he wasn't afraid of
any angle OF the work and then de-
Id 4 10 n
wanted to see a man who could con-
vince me that he wasn't afraid of
any work so long as 1t was honora-
BILE.
But only one man has come any,
way near the standard / have set,
and strange to say he writes poetry
| for living. But he has big dreams,
he has ideas and he has initiative.
l believe l would have hired him on
for the $1,000 job on the spot-save
! for one thing-and that was his I'M
| tidy appearance"
So l went around to see the poet.
knew him well enough to tell him
just what the big merchant had said.
And this Is what the poet said:
work for him? Why. he's crazy.
| thought I might like to take a fling
at trade, but when I saw that he
| chewed gum-well, that was enough
for me-"
And so there you are!
There is a certain haberdashery shop
within the shadows of the Waldorf
that perhaps is rarely entered save by
! the very rich. They discourage, as
Lew Fields wouid.sa the ''hois pol
lois" The clerks there-I have noted
by peeking through the show windows
are the most finished dressers In the
town. They are inspected each morn
ing by the Partisan gent who runs the
place TO see that they represent the
last screech of sartorial niftiness.
A Man Who Knows tells me that
they will not sell one shirt at a time.
They sell them by the dozen, especi-
ally made, and the selections are never
duplicated. The cheapest shirt they
have Is $40. running on up to So. They
charge 60 cents apiece for a collar, and
have them for 1850 each.
A pair of their less important pa
jamas hicks the bankroll for exactly
$50, and their lounging robes from $500
up. They discourage cash customers.
They want only charge accounts. One
buys more then-that is IL one has
enough money to be customer.
Leslie Quirk is back in Washington
square after a two years stay on the
Pacific Coast saw him at Chalifs
the other day getting his feet lin
bered up for the dancing season. A
rare Journalistic bird is Quirk. He
was working on a Park Row news
paper several years ago and was laid
on for the summer. To kill time he
wrote a book for boys. A publisher
bought it. Now he writes two books
year He Is paid a large retainer
and his royalties run up in the Eve
figures.
The Offices of the Hamburg-Ameri-
can Line. in Cockspur street. London,