The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1920-10-29

and square meal with trimmin's
And wherever that girl is, there's usu
ally man ready TO give EN- TO her
Still. most mothers think the theatres
the devils reception room, and the
hand of evil is just waitin' to grab
their girls when they come out of the
stage door. So they shoe the poor
kids off in the safe, placid waters OF
stenography or clerkin' away from
temptation" Amt you heard 'em say
that? They always drawl it out ten.
p-ta-tion"!
Gee, it sure makes me faigued!
Course. l don't s'pose I'd make a large
hit with the folks at home if the
handsome young minister saw me in
the chorus of THE girl from Chris
tely's" and took me back to the con
gregation with a gold lop in my
third, left, like they do in the nov
els; but l amt as bad as some others
that's worse for all that, An | don't
have to feel any shame when l buy
my silk stockins and ham-and with
my little eighteen plunks-(twenty-
five on the road.
Back home I've got quite a rep
Nothin' extra sensational; they Just
look on me as a Twin illustration of
what not TO do with your daughter.
| serve as a bad example-like the
pictures in the magazines of good
paper.
1t don't worry me much. though.
I'm seldom there, anyhow! I don't
need to tell you where my home vii
lage is; it's just one o those ordinary
tanks most peoples pasts is buried in
You know-they always call it 1.-The
dear little old place! You bet
they're swell dumps when you amt in
'emi
But l was home last summer. Bein'
all in when we closed in the spring, !
just packs my buds and beats it for
home an mother! Only it's my aunt
l stay with II amt had the bene.
fit of mother since l was a kid!
stayed there for about two months
an that's how I come to know about
Maggie Dunning, which is what l
started to tell you.
You see, the Cummings live right
next door to my aunt, an Maggie
KNOWN about me, stored it away in
her attic that fame and coin awaited
on the stage. o. course she wanted
to play emotional roles; nothin' short
They're always like that-at eighteen.
When they're forty, they make eyes,
try to dance and want Anna Held
parts.
Well. mother puts the veto on the
drammer. She's the kind of mother
was speakin' about. She goes to the
movies and reads risky novels with
Thackeray covers over 'em SOS the
ladies aid wont get shocked. AND
her idea of the stage-door game is
swell, but not practical. She always
see the chorus ladies leavin' the the
atre at a. m, dressed to kill; eVenin
scenery, open-faced shoes, silk stock
ms, paint, and vamp smile. AnC
you know what's waitin' for EN-
handsome man with Turkish cigar
cite character, and a collapsible stove
pipe costume in classy limousine
with liveried chauffeur.
1t looks so good TO her it's wicked
You know, some folks are that way
if a thing gives you any pleasure
there must be something wrong witt
it,
So she had Maggie study stenog
raphy. Now, l amt knockin' stenog
raphy; though a girls no safer at tina
than anything else; and if she's no
ambitious for another life, it's kind o
hard to spend all her years in a stuff!
office poundin' out, I'm regard Il
yours of the 18th" on a two-cyclindel
typewriter with the little an thu
capital S stickin'!
But Maggie graduated from thu
local business college, and with he
certificate in her hand, and her bes
dress on, she starts out after job
Course, it's a job in the home tow
she's lookin' for. That's another o
mothers pet ideas: Let Maggie g
% the city-right into temptation!
Gee. you'd think all the evil in thu
World had been chased inside thu
city limits and quarantined Som
folks always look at the city witt
black glasses on, and lamps their owl
villages through pink specs.
Well about the time Maggie wen
iobhuntin', George Rutledge blew int
the burg. He was tall, bad-good
lookin' guy, with glorious eyes,
dazzling smile, and a disposition lik
leaf lard. He opened real estab
office in the village; bought up rev
one-bundred-dollar acres of land OF
he edge of town, opened up Belle
view Tract" by dividin' the land int
-orty-foot lots, and sold 'em ten doi
lars down an FIVE dollars month til
you get tired.
He put an ad in the weekly pape
.+orog Maggie applied, ant