The Benson signal., 1919-03-01
All for
Sadie
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BY NEWTON A. FUESSLE
(Copyright.)


tifcation boasted imposing, two-color
| letter-heads, bearing the picture Of the
| 12-story Range building and that of
handsome lady in evening dress, la
beled Mime. Josephine Lloyd, presi-
| ident."
The school, in reality, consisted of
one Harry Lloyd Rugglesford, one re-
built typewriter, one peroxidized ska
| week stenographer, one secondhand
roll-top desk, and a small dingy
room on the top floor of the Range
| building. The pictured building on
the stationery was, therefore, case
Of metonomy. and that of the shoulder
| show gentle fake.
H. Lloyd Rugglesford was president,
secretary, treasurer, board Of direct
orS, and office boy Of the school, along
with Its faculty Of able teachers and
far-famed authorities on hair-dressing,
facial massage, manicuring, and CHI
ropody, and kindred recherche, erudite
and recondite subjects.
His course Of instruction was by
correspondence. 1t comprised II les
sons. The fee was $2O-in-advance-
Observation-Disclosures.
He advertised in newspapers and
western magazines whose advertising
managers were not yet overwhelmed
by advertising reform.
When the beauty doctors follow
up system was slow in convincing the
village bellies that they should be SCI
entifically beautifed, he made haste
to hold forth the lure of a special rate
Of $15.42-$12.36- 9.1S-$7.29 -$3.O5
or SLIT.
He gauged his haste and figures by
the quality of the stationery upon
which mademoiselle had propounded
her inquiries. AS a Judge Of human
nature-I mean feminine nature, for
there is a difference-by the station
cry route, Harry Lloyd RugglesfOrd
was an adept.
The twelve printed lessons cost him
fourteen cents. Advertising he figured
at fifteen cents an inquiry. Office rent
was seven dollars a month. The de-
probation of the rebuilt and Of the
| P. B. stenographer were small. Over
head expenses were less. Hence his
sound Judgment allowed him not in
frequently to descend to the one dol
lar and seventy-seven cents mark.
Forgive me, reader, for this tagging
start and the array of dull statistics.
apologize also to the editor, the limo
type man and the proof reader. Anon
will endeavor to redeem myself.
Do you crave romance, love, oscula-
ton? A dab Of pathOs, shift OF
scene, few surprises? A villain, brief
paragraphs, lively conversation? Oh
very well. Perhaps 1 can accommo-
date you.
Twas June.
How's that for a telescoped para
graph?
Fl. Lloyd Rugglesford swung jaunt-
lily off the trolley car, winked at the
man on the corner decorated with the
sign, "Please Help the Blind" re-
ceived an answering wink, paused at
the florists, purchased 5O-cent
bunch of violets, and was. elevated to
the twelfth floor of the Range build
ing.
The doctor of beauty entered the
beauty school with satisfied air.
Sadie, the stenOgrapher, was pound
ing out form letter No. Z. That same
| epistle was calculated to plunge the
fair recipient into the seventh inferno
of despair because she had not yet
purchased a money order and essayed
the route of scientific Identification.
Form letter No. was a masterpiece
of selling talk on the scientific elimi-
nation of pimples, freckles, moles,
blotches, birthmarks, hair on the face,
ingrown fingernails and the like.
"Hallo, Sade," said the beauty doc
tor. 81 believe you said you liked vi
olets. I've bought you few"
He handed her his offering with a
truly Elizabethan bow.
ever so much, Harry" she said
gaily, raising the bouquet to her pretty
retrousse nose. 81 haven't saw as
swell bunch as this all spring. You're
there with the keen eye for nifty flow
ers, all right Them roses the other
day was too dear for anything"
"Quit kidding, Sade," said the
| beauty doctor, smiling archly. 'You
know that nothing's too good for you.
Anything much in the way Of mail to-
| day?"
Sadie handed him a bundle Of let
| ters.
An examination of their contents
disclosed II money orders. eight fes-
| tive letters of warm commendation of
| the course, 10 vigorous kicks from dis
gruntled students, six threats to report
the institution to the post Office au-
| thorities if certain sums were not
forthwith returned, and % answers to
advertisements.
"Anything startling, Harry?" in
quired Sadie, pausing in her clatter.
Same old thing" he rejoined.
"Kicks and kopeks galore, and % new
nibbles."
"Well, amt that just fine!" rejoined
f0 hor