Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1918-09-30
nF COURSE, I old Francis all about
~ the umpus at Beitman's last Satur-

the rumpus at Beitman's last Satur-
day as soon as ] got TO our new rooms.
We moved to S~eventy-ninth street on
Saturday night-got a dandy place. We
room with an old couple who have a
swell little apartment. Mrs. Semper gets
us some breakfast. but the rest of our
meals we get out just where we happen
TO be.
Mr.. and Mrs. Semper are a dear old
couple and we think we are fortunate
TO be with them. Mr.. Semper used to
be a doctor, had one of those joints
where the swell guys go TO when their
health goes on the blink. Finally his
own health went ker-bust, so instead Of
taking his own treatment he sold out
and retired.
He would have kept on. but Mrs. Sem
per wouldn't let him. He's a big fell
low, got as much hair as a ducks egg
and he shine all ~over-that Is. as much
OF him as shows-like he'd been secured
and ~lacquered. Mrs. Semper is one Of
those little bits of women who have to
be careful when taking a bath that they
don't slip dow the waste pipe-and yet
sire makes that big. rosy old doctor
do just as she wants.
Francis says it's another case Of mind
over matter"
Ho . was saying, dTteT we ROt set
tied in our new quarters. / said to
Francis:
We'll. old man, | guess I've put that
Saturday job with Beitman on the
blink"
He stopped short in his ask Of put
ting his shirts in the rawer and asked +:
What do o mean. Peter? What
have you been up to? 7 do hope you've
not done anything rash. Tell me about
it," He looked anxious.
IT'S like this" l began gloomily. sit
ting on Francis's bed. " were all hus-
Ting to beat the band. for you know
that every Saturday Beitman's store is
crowded. ] was serving two n some
times three customers at a time we were
so rushed. The main job is to see nov
quickly we can get 'em served.
w don't have any slips to make out
on each side. Old Beitman says he'd
sooner lose a dollar or so through err
rors than lose more dollars by keeping
customers waiting while we make out
sales slips. You see. Francis, most of
our sales are small, less than % cents.
We'll. that nephew of his. Marks
the damned hound" ] snarled, he has
charge of the cash register and we sales
men go to him for change"
Go to him." Francis said, with sur
prise. Haven't you a cash carrier sys-
tenn"
"Oh, yes" ! came back at him. Sure
We have-every one is his own little pri-
vate carrier system. Beitman SAYS he
don't believe in them 'new-fangled foo
things Say Francis. how is 1t a man
like him gets on when he wort hook up
to the new stunts""
He succeeds, in spite of II, through
lack Of competition" was Francis's an
swer. but get along with your story
"All right. ! got wise to Marks funny
business-when I asked him to take
sixty cents from a dollar. he gave me
forty certs. and I turned to leave when
remembered I'd put the package fol
the customer by the register. turned
10 grab it up and saw Marks with his
hand in his vest pocket. ] don't know
why l did it, but I walked to the sid
of the register and saw he had rung vi
twenty-five cents. You see / explained
to Francis, the front Of the register |,
hid by a show case that used to contain