The news scimitar. (Memphis, Tenn.) 1907-1926, 1919-10-13
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Police station wants YOU. tho office
bov called as | entered the Scimitat
building.
"su RIGHT said T. SAY IN be DOWN
RIGHT ar-av" End ! was. hut il took 2
lot Of s~urrvius down p cold side street
whore the wind whistled around the cor
ners and reWi~ded me Of poor people
who have no MAC" to stay.
Out Of breath. 7 reached the station.
running pell-mell irtn Chief Buruey and
Detective Smith. "Whst's up" said l.
'Somehodv phoned. Got a murder OF
something's"
Sure" Burney hasta~ed TO say as he
hailed a passing policeman, Page
Madam Lucille, 57th street. New York
city. costume maker and rival Of Rue
de LaDaix. Paris He turned to me.
She Is wanted in room 10, aisle one,
by Madam Anthony Barrow. who wishes
to introduce the only seamless pattern
OF the age into Memphis society"
l laughed and hurried up the staiars.
Everybody has a way down at the sta
ton OF presenting me TO all the freaks
that drift into the building. Sometimes
it's a hobo with a large amount of
money done up in his hair, or a lady
with shekels sewed up in her skirts
and once an agesit is a poor little old
person without money or any place to
| go.
Sometimes the freaks are arrested on
the streets for lettering about, then
again the Travellers Aid ladies at the
Union and Grand Central stations SEND
them over for INVESTIGATION. This last
was the case Of the Madam.
she was a wirv little piece with a
Wrinkled face sprinkled with paint and
powder, and she wears her graying hair
puffed over her head in the cosmopoli-
tan fashion, Besides. she sleeps, eats,
and SO far as Mrs, Wallace, the police
/ mQtFnn Ennn-u aytnt, Ia v,4- - -
white gloves and old canvass slippers
surrounded with rubbers.
II ! were TO introduce her / should
have to say: Meet Madam ANTHONY
Barrow from God knows where" for no
one knows where she hailed from orig
lnally: but she has visited any number
OF cities and the streets of London and
Paris are as familiar to her as Main
and Madison to Memphis infants.
Inc Madam is an inventor-and haV-
ing been examined by the police surgeon
and found to be ~Tational-her idea may
not be entirely crazy. The thing is a
seamless pattern-a chart affair where
by dresses may be fashioned with scis-
sors and without the aid Of a needle.
It's a peculiar arrangement but so were
the first ideas Of the man who invented
the automobile and the first person
things.
I looked at the little chart and Won
dered. The Madam cut me a frock
100, out of newspaper, and, well, it fit
rather queerly, still / must say Il added
10 my general appearance, making me
look a little fat. She also cut one for
Mrs, Wallace and recommended the
thing to Detective Smith, saying:
You really ought to purchase the
patent. 1t would improve your style
and give you a youthful figure" The
CHIEF didn't seem to mind. He rattle;
llkes the Madam and went to all kinds
OF trouble to shoe a black cat off the
stailoh steps because she said:
ITS terrible unlucky. | couldn't stat
mere II the cat doesn't go. Why once
a Pinkerton detective started out on a
man hunt and q cat ran in front of his
pain and he didn't go back and by and
by was killed. You can't tell me. |
wouldn't stay with a black cat around
anywheres."
That settled the matter and the cat
was expelled. It's the same way about
everything else. What the Madam wants
she gets. and it doesn't take two rings
Tor ice water or three for towels, either,
everybody from Bellhop Hulet Smith to
Ghlet Clerk Fitzgerald is her willing
IT'S a wonderful place" the old lady
said in discussing the station. AT first
| dldn't think l would like it, but the
Travellers Aid lady assured me that
room and board wasn't to be had in
the city and here-well | am very COM
tortable. Perhaps you would like to see
my room n bath-and wouldn't Won
IKE to look at my seamless patterns. .
People here don't seem to care for
IDEAS n do so want to sell a model
and give Mrs. Wallace a beautiful pres
eht, Shes a lovely character, that wom-
an. Oh dear, | must speak to the
manager about the lack Of knives and
My child. Do you see that tray GO
ing back to one of the guests?'' she
pointed through the door to Lottie the
police maid, who bore a waiter filled
with luncheon. We'll it has no silver.
How in the world do you suppose they
eAPeet people to- continue being civilized
without some little sign of civilization.
WIN you excuse me, please" she van
ished and returned later to saw:
4 spoke to the clerk, that Mr.. Fitz-
gerald, and he says the manager will
be up right away. What, you must
go? us really too bad. ] think l must
beat it also. Hot Springs is a good
place, Folks there know a thing or
two. Excuse me, l don't mean to be
impolite. but Memphis doesn't like ideas.
Yes, please have the taxi called. must
leave. NO, don't need money, see.
And from the folds of a seamless gar
ment she produced a roll of rather com
Travellers Aid woman | was without
FUNDS. She was annoying" 1t was
probably so, but then l thought that
under the circumstances she could be
forgiven the old lady was-peculiar.
Maybe the folks in Hot Springs will
think so, too. The Madam left this
afternoon. Well, anyway, everybody
misses her at the police station. Bur-
ney seems a little dissatisfied and Hulet
smith says every once in a while:
queer little woman, that. Too old
TO be all alone And outside the build
ing a huge black cat sits on the door
well, I'm wondering, do you suppose
there is anything in the Madam Anthony
pattern?