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=. In Our Block .

even mas vague misgiving that things
happen in our block that could happcn in
other BLOCKS, but then one looks upon the
1l:5o dog parade or something and is
straghtway reassured
The parade really starts the day. All
that comes or goes before is sporadic and
preliminary. Such are the white vegetable
ivory hand mirrors with douehnut sborod
hahdies that appear on the window sills at
ll:lo. So, too, the lathery areas that
fit beyond the mirrors lose their lather
and become jowls.
Other preparations less to windowward
must go on about the same time, to Judge
from the carefully laid pigments on exhibi-
ton at the dog parade. Shortly after this
is over the uniforms begin to appear in
large numbers and continue in large num-
bers from then on until the block calls
what has been mostly night day
There are no special features on the af-
ternoon programme At best the afternoon
~ ''S A''"AS t""H icW weary, lNeVllaDle
hours that must be endured before dark.
But after dark! Then it is that our
block comes into its own. From a quite
ordinary appearing section of street, walled
with less ordinary buildings and peopled by
not at all ordinary persons, it changes at
nightfall to an entcng back eddy in the
glittering, dazzling stream called Broadway.
To that river of dancing, 1aring light it
adds few rippes of its own.
Under the spell of darkness anything be-
comes not only possible but matter of
course. Then come the things that could
never happen in any block but ours
1t is raining and the pavement is criss
crossed with shimmering streaks from this
and that group of lights. Unmindful of the
downpour, two men stand on the curb.
Water glistens on their derby hats and ON
the fur collars of their overcoats Thev an
parently are deep in some important arru
ment, for their gestures are tense with
feeling.
Suddenly the smaller breaks awav with
an excited sweep of his arms and strides
TO the middle of tho street After ceun1o
or preliminary swings he rises on one toc
and spins like II top. He stops, makes a
triumphant gesture to his companion and
.tepeats the spinning. Not satisfied, he leans
into the air and whirs uncounted times he
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qualities, and. while they rail, write
more and more for him.
He recently wrote to one of them:
"You probably have something on what
pleases you to call your mind. | sup
pose l shall have to use it,"
He pretends to be abused, poor dear,
but if he doesn't like story he loses it!
one of the simplest devices known to
the editorial trade
We are for a certain editor who al
ways says yes" first, though subse-
quent "no" may be Forthcoming.
"Go ahead with your idea," is the
usual say-so. "If you believe in it, it
ought to have the breath of life.''
His contributors go out bursting with
enthusiasm, and the story comes through,
their best efforts, usually. He doesn't
always buy-he's good editor-but we
say his system is a neat one. And his
habit of giving free hand, whether he
precisely likes the sound of the story
himself or not, of encouraging, rather
than discouraging, the writer, brings into
his Office some of the freshest, most con-
fident stuff that is written for newspaper
publication.
Women editors suit us very we'll.
Most of them welcome the new writer,
remember their friends and look out for
value rather than names all of them
pleasant qualities to the hachrabout
town who survives by what he sells.
There is nothing of cattishness about
the woman editor, no matter what the
comic spirits of the country may say.
A woman editor win buy from her dear
est enemy if she thinks the story will
help circulation. Women editors run
young bureaus in their Offices, where
youngsters of the female persuasion who
are stung with the writing bug NAV
come and tell all. They are literary
bureaus, kind friends, prospective buy
ers, all in one
Most women attack their magazines or
departments as they would a batch Of
bread in the making. They plunge their
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fore coming down. This also he renea+s
and then walks back to the curb. The
other man is smiling and nodding his head
They shake hands fervently and resume
their way.
ITS the hit of the act the smaller one
is saying as they pass.
1t was also raining as the sailor and
the girl walked by the non closing restau-
rant. They, too, were in argument. Thew
stopped and bent all their energies irs that
direction.
"Weil, go on, then,' the girl said shrilly
He went on.
She watched him in amazement.
When he was fifty feet away and still
going she ran after him madly. In snite
of the skirt, she caught up with him be-
fore he reached the corner. He took ber
arm unconcernedly
Inc drugstore on the corner belongs
to our block as much as it does to the other
street The conversations in its telephone
booths might be expected to fall into the
usual categories If there is anything
that is not individual it is telephone talk.
But many of these are different. AS wit
ness:
Hello! Hello, is that you, mamma .
How are you? E. That's good.
Mamma won't be home to dinner No.
not to-night. Well, you see, mamma.
got little drunk this afternoou-late this
afternoon Yes, just a little drunk with
FRED. He came by and we got a little
drunk together. Sure, I'm all right.
Yes, sure We're going to have dinner
now and then we're going to get little
drunker before l come home. so Won
shouldn't wait dinner for me. Yes
mamma, III be home at o'clock sure.
can't get home. -. We just got a little
drunk Fred says to tell you that you
can't do 1T very much longer, you know.
-. don't think I'd better come now.
III be home by safe enough All right,
by w.. Goodby, mamma. Here's a kiss
Tor you, too. Goodby."
Every block has its fights, some more
some less. The most convenient time in
our block seems to be about a. m. The
cabarets have closed by then and there
Is sort Of lull in the proceedings of the
night that must be somehow enliyened.
II no one else volunteers, chauffeurs can
generally be depended upon to furnish cx-
citement. 1t is of interest to note in pass
ing that this is the only known instance
where chauffeurs can be depended upon.
OCCASIONALLY an episode is unintellgibIe
from the windows of our block. The light
ing, Tor one thing, is such that much
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hands deeper into the stuff than men do,
work with it themselves, give it shape
and form and content. Men editors in
their large way ask for results and get
them; women evolve their own results
as they achieve bread from flour and
yeast from water.
An editor, when he knows people,
seems to carry with him a special license
to insult them. He does it in the man
ner classical, however, and calls it frank
ness or advice or some such euphemsm.
Nobody minds and he probably enjoys
the process.
"My new fiction writer is a fat, gig
Cling female, but she hath the touch of
an angel" one said to feminine staff
member recently. "Now, you are lovely
young lady, with an especially propitious
spring bonnet, but why don't you take
some of the weight out of your pen
hand?"
Everybody laughed merrily, and don't
imagine for a moment that the lovely
young lady minded because he told her
she had a heavy touch Not at ALL Her
attitude was that he could edit out what
he didn't like from her stories. She had
permanent job, you see, and needed
to truckle to no one
A bored editor is the hardest nut to
crack, that languid, blase gentleman
whom nothing pleases-until it has the
sanction Of type. After it is printed in
his magazine it is the best story that
was ever written, but when you first
show it to him, he turns over the pages
idly and raises his eyebrows another
fraction. His aim is to reduce you to
the humility of a worm, and that end he
accomplishes by we'll known Office tricks,
such as the above mentioned Bored
good magazines. Also, their ennui pro-
vides the stuff for the great class war
that RACES between the publishing pro-
fession and the Amalgamated Order of
with the open minded.
But if all editors are bored when it
comes to reading your masterpieces, it
may mean that there's something wrong
with the product. In that case, there
IS always insurance to be sold.
New-York tribune., 1919-04-06
By Harlan Thompson
b URS is a funny block.
SO is every ones.

NURs is funny block
( } $. i: every ones.
~ To dispe the perfectly natural
fear that it's your funny block
that is going to be yanked out in front of
people, 1t might be we'll to state at the be-
ginning that this is one of those blocks in
the Forties which has Broadway at one end
and yet hasn't found room to squeeze in a
theatre Which should be specific enough
for ordinary purposes-of which this is one.
From its inability to harbor few the
atres it might be inferred that the block
leads crowded existence Unlike most in
ferences, this one is correct. The block
does.
AT least, it does from II in the morning
around to the next. The chances are that
1T does the other seven hours, but that is
something on which no one can speak def
nitely. You see the block goes to its sew
oral beds about and pays absolutely no at
tention to itself before II. For all the
block knows, there may be all sorts of
morning golngs on; but for these, if anv.
the block can't and won't be held responsi-
Bile.
For all the block knows, there NAV he
women who take advantage of its periods
of unconsciousness to desecrate it's side
walks with steps more than fourteen inches
IN length Let them. But let them. also
understand that nothing of that sort is go
ing to be attempted after II and before A
Not when it is considered unsportswom-
anlike to take the full 14-inch allowance.
Most Of them can maintain 9-inch stride
skirt in and skirt out-and never rim hem
They are pretty good in our Block
Further study of the preceding paragraph
leads to the conclusion that one statement
is not supported fully by the available evil
dcncc. 1t might be more reliable to CON
fine it to skirt i'm
The daylight hours in our block are busy.
but futile. One somehow feels that thew
arc too much taken up with men who unload
rattly coal and other men who murmur in
vitations ancnt old clothes. Sometimes one
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Clasps, apologies, titters, bowings,
scrapngs, confusions. Miss A
,founces out.
Yet this was an actual occurrence
When the writer told the story as a
Joke on herself and a sdelight on the
manners of ye editor, it was disavowed
by his friends at the dinner table, who
claimed he was a charming fellow. Miss
A, needless to say, mails her con-
tributions to him now, under an assumed
name, and reserves opinion about his
alleged charm.
There is one "typical' editor in New
York, the old school kind, scholar first
and an editor next, and recuse all the
time. He has no chair in his office be-
cause he is afraid some one will sit down
and stay, and he keeps his wastebasket
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No More
Poor Journalists

Particularly l used to worry about
the young reporters along Park Row.
Occasionally, in their heyday Of plai-
sanee-taking they would fling me
glance, but none ever took the trouble
10 read what said on thrift. Now
adays, however, I notice an improvement
for thrift is appealing to journalism
just as much as to the rest. It's a poor
editor who hasn't reformed since the war
began. The rest have invested heavily
in Liberty bonds and war savings stamps
and are comfortably fixed. II pays to re-
form.
Look al tRS stenographcrs and the
clerks and allythe downtown feminine
New-York tribune., 1919-04-06
The Wish
By Jeanne Oldfeld Potter

By Jeanne Oldfeld Potter
Almost wish Spring would not come
To tree or hill or glen,
For at its tread a CULVER runs
Through old-time wounds again.
The speedwell comes into the fields.
The lanes grow white with may,
But underneath the hawthorn bush
No laddie waits to-day.
The round sun mocks me in the
morn,
The sea wind tries the door,
The moonlight seeks his pillow and
Finds-moonlight. nothing more.
And yet to-day | found a glen
All deep and cool and dim
But it was empty. for it brought
No memory of him.
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workers. Have you seen single one
this winter without a fur coat, despite
the balmy atmosphere? They also have
become students of saving. l don't want
to be catty, but when l look at the num-
bers Of near-lynx, almost-bear, and pos
sibly skunksquirrel-or coats which
parade along Nassau Street, it occurs to
me that the slaughter of harmless
fellnes must have been terrific last au-
tunn
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empty because girl once appropriated
it and its contents for a seat, and stayed
nearly half an hour! He is a lovablc
man, with mellow humor a genius for
losing manuscripts, addresses and proofs,
a taste for the essay and habit of
never knowing anything that's going on
He has a score of devoted contributors
who would write for him for nothing be-
fore they would for many another for"
gllded sum. They rail at his PROFESSIONAL
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Z '
said the elderly, wise-looking
Il gentleman reposing statu-
esquely on his pedestal in
Printing House Square, just in front of
the Tribune Building. A glance at the
Inscription on the pedestal revealed the
fact that the speaker was Benjamin
Franklin, and confirmed the suspicion
that he was man of discernment.
"Changed?"
"Assuredly,' said Benjamin, looking
steadfastly across to City Hall Park,
where Nathan Hale was gazing up with
unblinlxing eyes at the sun-gilded tower
of the Woolworth Building Not only
the buildings and the streets and things
similar have changed, BUT lately | have
noticed a transition in the habits of my
fellow countrymen that is very gratify-
ing to me, even if am counted among
the dead ones.
'People used to laugh when | walked
up the main street in PHILADELPHIA with
a bag of rolls under one arm and my
teeth set firmly in a cinnamon bun. Re-
Gently | have noticed that the City of
Fraternal Amity has been regarded as
one of the principal advocates of thrift.
For that, of course, | take due credit to
myself as is but fair
'rt is needless for me to call your at
tenton to the fact that my portrait
adorns the new issue of war savings
stamps. Already they are plastering the
countryside with Autographs and other
products of the printers art, proclaiming
me as the Father of American Thrift.
New-York tribune., 1919-04-06
The Habit
Grows

Thrift is the change to which l refer
1t is gripping the entire nation, and /
have watched it grow from this corner
ever since the war began. From talk l
hear | have no doubt that it prevails
everywhere, although in my present
capacity of standing on fixed post I am
not in position to go dashing uptown
to the new Commodore for tea or to the
Union League for breakfast for first
hand information. But the saving habit
is growing steadily; even the latest re-
ports about the income taxes aren't hold
ing it back. You will remember when I
was known famliarly as Poor Richard
that on one occasion 1 said:
Taxes are indeed very high, but if
those imposed by the government were
the only ones we had to pay we might
more easily discharge them. But there
are more grievous taxes that some Of us
have to bear. We are taxed by our pride.
and even more so by our follv.'
That hne about pride and follv still
applies for human nature. after all
doesn't progress as rapidly as inventions
In mechanics or improvements in trade
methods mount up. Americans of TODAY
have locomotives where we had car
rlages, cabarets instead of coffee houses
steam sirens instead of Liberty bells
and full-length instead of knee-length
breeches. Men and women are still the
same, with pride and folly ever on hand
to cheat the foolish and rob the poor.
we had sirens as well as bellies in our
day, but they were female. You have
them, too, along with the more domestic
species of folly. Both pride and folly
serve to confound the householder who
IS honestly striving to acquire a knowedge
OF that virtue which | and my contempo-
raries passed on to posterity-thrift.
For all who glory overmuch in the
vanities of this world let me quote some
thing that | was fond of saying when I
was more active in the dust than in the
bronze; Many a one, for the sake of
1inery on the back, has gone with a hun
CRY belly and half starved the familv'
Again: Beware of little expenses. for a
small leak will sink a great ship
Since some person who did not mind
exposing me to the rain, mists, snow.
cold and heat of the open first appointed
me to this post | have listened to mill
IONS OF persons as they swirled past on
their way to work, in the leather firms
newspaper and brokerage Offices. Thew
used not to be interested in thrift. but
when the war began an army of Liberty
bond sellers and war savings stamn
statesmen took up headquarters in Print
ing House Square and educated thou
sands into the habit of making one-cent
pieces grow up to nickels.
IN the early morning hours | have
probably noticed more husbands who s;t
up with sick friends milkmen, panhan-
dlers and brokers who tried unsuccess-
fully to corner the cotton market than
any other man, living or dead, since
Peter Stuyvesant first placed his wooden
leg on Manhattan and convinced tho
Indians that trunkful of wooden beads
was fair price for an embrvo metyon-
oils.
No More
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Poor Richard
Speaks Again
for Thrift
By Earl Baldwin Thomas

kkENIMES certainly have changed"
w : said the elderly, wise looking
H gentleman reposing statu-
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BY Sarah Addington

6 PEDLER of pincushions could
{ write his volume about the
housewives Of the country, and
Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1919-09-04

Miss Agnes Pittz, student in nursing
at st. Mary's Hospital in Racine, is
spending two weeks vacation with
her parents, Mr. and Mrs John Pittz.
Mrs Stephen Murphy returned to
South Wayne, Thursday, after visit
with Mrs Mary Raisbeck.
J. R. Jackson and son James of Free
port and Raymond T. Jackson of Mil
waukee were week end guests of their
parents, Mr. and Mrs John jackson.
Mr. and Mrs Fred Jweifel and child
rem and Mrs George Grange motored to
Sank Center, Mimi. Wednesday, for a
two weeks visit with relatives.
Mrs Jacob Zweifel returned Sunday
from visit with her parents In Monti-
cello.
Mr. and Mrs George Cox, Jr. returned
to Rockford Wednesday after visiting
their father. George Cox, Sr. and Mr.
and Mrs John Jackson.
Patrick Nc Cormick here arrived last
night from Biloxi, Miss, to visit his
brother John Nc Cormick and other
relatives.
Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1919-09-04
THE MARKETS

FLOUR-Per bbl, 98-lb. sack basis: Corn
Jour, 5000; white rye, in 1ute, $500; dark
rye, $6.OO@625; spring wheat, special
brands $12 100000; first clear, $50; sec
md clear, $500; hard winter, I'll. aQ115O;
loft winter. $11.5o; new hard winter, In
lutte, 1030@10.60.
HAY-Choica and No. timothy, $2S.0OQ
900: standard. 06.OO02700 No. l light
slower mixed, $2600@27.00; No. timothy,
p4OOG9.e0; No timothy. $16.0oQ2o00;
clover, $1800022.00.
CATTLE-Prime steers. $17.OOQ1SOO; good
10 choice steers, $145O@17.6o; medium to
rood steers, $12O001450; plain to medium
steers. $11 o0@1a0o; yearlings, fair to
choice. s125o017.5o; stockers and feeders.
b. 50612. 90: good to prime cows, $1,000
l2.1: fair to prime heifers. $11 000145o;
fair to good cows, S. 100000; Gamers, $5.a
n60O. cutters, $6.O00675; bologna bulls,
H.OoG7. so; butcher bulls, $lo.oOQ13.00: veal
calves, $19.0002050
HcGs-Choice light butchers. $3.50
%. 90: medium weight butchers, 240-270 lbs,
n9oO0200O; heavy weight butchers. 270-3a
lbs. SIS 5O019.5o; mixed packing, $17.00d
1880: heavy packing, $16.00017.0O; rough
packing. $15.0O@16.00; pigs, fair to good
$15 0O@17.75; stays Subject to 80 lbs. dock
age), s17oO@1S.50.
SHEEP-Yearlings, $10.0OQ120o; western
lambs, $13.0O01550: native lambs, $11.5O0
H.75; feeding lambs, $11.0o@14.25; native
ewes, fair to choice. $5.00@8.25; wethera
$6eo@10.50; bucks. $3.0o@SW.
Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1919-09-04
The Income Tax.
BOscObel.

The English income tax, first i'm
posed by Pitt in 1898 as war tax,
was abolished at the Peace Of Amiens
in 1901, and again imposed on the re-
sumption of hostilities in 1903. At
the downfall of Napoleon it ceased to
be levied for twenty-six years-1816-
1842-when it was reimposed by Sir
Robert Peel, in June, 1912, at seven
pence in the pound, and produced
about five million pounds. AS show
ing the rapid advance of the country
in prosperity, the tax which produced
about seven hundred and ten thousand
pounds for each penny Of tax in 1912
yielded two million six hundred and
ninety-one thousand four hundred and
twenty-five pounds per penny in 1909
1910, and at the present time consid-
erably over three million pounds for
each penny.
Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1919-09-04
WALDWICK
BY HARVEY URRN.

BY HARVEY UREN.
Mrs Robert Uren and children and
Mrs. Henry Nygard and children spent
Tuesday at Willie Uren's.
Kathryn Babcock returned to her
home in Freeport Wednesday, after
spending her summer vacation here.
Corbin Burgess was Jonesdale caller
Friday.
Charles Roch and Charles Harker
were Mineral Point callers Friday.
Mrs Clara Buckingham and daughter
Mildred spent few days last week
with relatives at Darlington.
Quite number from here attended
the Darlington fair.
Ellis Reynolds was a Mineral Point
caller Friday.
j. Roy Gordon was business caller
at Madison last week.
Mr. and Mrs Wilmerth Ching spent a
few days last week with relatives at
Darlington.
Alfred league was a Mineral Point
caller Tuesday.
Mr. and Mrs Roy Kennedy and son
Jay B. and Miss Nellie Dave returned
to their home in Brookield, Mo-, after
two weeks visit with relatives here.
Mrs George Terrell of Darlington is
visiting relatives here this week.
Mrs Charles Brewster and children
returned to their home in Beloit We'd
nesday, after spending their summer
vacation here.
Jesse league of Mineral Point was a
last week.
Mr. and Mrs Herschel Ferrel and
children, Mr. and Mrs Wesley Lehr,
Jess, Blanche and Alberta Harker spent
Wednesday at Fred Richardson's at
RocoOho1
Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1919-09-04

Go to j. j. Mauger
for Watch and Jewelry Repairing All
work guaranteed.
Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1919-09-04

Miss Nettie v. Wallis,
Graduate of the American Conservatory
Of Music, Chicago, gives piano and
organ lessons. For terms inquire at
the home in this city. Phone 90.