The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1920-09-14
The
Enchanted
Profile

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dicotc. Inc.
women arc schehcrazades by birth.
prediction. instinct and arrange
meAt Of the vocal cords. The thou
sand and one stories arv being told
every day BY hundreds Of thousands
q viziers' daughtesu 20 their respec'
tive suitan& But the bowstring win
get some Of 'em yet II they don't
watch out
l heard q story. tho. of one lady
Caltph II isn't precisely an Arabian
Nights story. because IL brings In
CindereIla. who fiourtshed her dish-
rag In another epoch and country.
30, II you don't mind the MIXED
dates (which seem TO give It an East.
ern flavor after ain. wen get along.
In New York there u an old. Old
hotel. You have seen wocdcuts Of u
IN the m2Rnxines- II was buitt--lct's
ooe--atsa time when thers was moth
lng above ilth a. except tbs old In
diAn trail and Hammerstetn's office.
Doon the ED hosiery win b. torn
down. And. a. the stout walls are
S1ven part and the bricks 60 roaring
down the chufes crowds Of citizens
VIII gather at the nearest corners
ana weep over the destruction Of q
dear old landmark. Civic pride is
strong in New Bag1ad. and the
weste~t weepcr and the ioudest howl
Or against the iconociasts win BE-
the man Originally from Terre
HMute]. whose fond memories Of the
/ old hotel are limited TO his having
>bsen kicked out from its freelunch
counter In 1871.
Al this hotel always stopped Mrs.
Magic Brown Mrs Brown was a
bouy woman Of 50. dressed In the
Yustiess black. and carrying a hand
nas made. apparently. from the hide
q the original animal that Adam de-
cided 70 cali an alligator. She always
occupied small parior and bedroom
at the top Of the hotel at a rental
of two dollars per day. And al
ways. while she wss there. each day
came hurrying to see<Rer many men.
sharp faced. anxiou1 hooking. with
only seconds to spare For Maggie
Brown was said 10 be the third rich
est woman in the world. and these
wolicitious gentlemen were only the
e1ty.s wealthiest brokers and busi-
ness men seeking trtfIing loans Of
half a dozen millions or 70 from the
dingy old lady with the prehistoric
handbag.
The stenographer and typewriter
of the Acropolis hotel there I've let
the name Of II outD was Miss Ida
Bates. She was hold.over from
the Greek classics. There wasn't n
flaw in her looks. Some oid-timer In
paying his regards to a lady said:
ITO have loved her was liberal
education" Well. even to have look
ed over the back hair and neat white
shirtwaist Of Miss Bates was equal
20 a fun course In any correspond
ence school in the country. She
eometimes did a little typewriting for
me and. as she refused to take the
.money In advance. she came 10 look
lapon me as something Of a friend
ana protege. She had unfailing kind
uness and good nature: and not even
= whitehead drummer or a fur I'M
porter had ever dared TO cross the
dead line Of good behavior In her
'presence. The entire force OF the
Acropolis, from the owner. who
lived In Vienna, down to the head
porter. who had been bedridden for
10 years. would have sprung to her
defense in moment
One day walked past Miss
Bates little sanctum RcmIingtorium,
and saw In her place a black-haired
unit - Enthusiastically person
rounding with each of her fore
fingers upon the keys. Musing on
the mutabillty OF temporal affairs, /
passed on. The next day went on
4 TWO weeks vacation Returning. I
strciled thru the lobby OF the
Acropolis, and saw, with little
warm glow OF auld lang syne. Miss
Bates. as Grecian and kind and
flawIess as ever. just putting the
cover on her machine. The hour
for closing had come; but she asked
me in to SIT for few minutes In
the dictation chair. Miss Bates ex-
platned her absence from and re-
turn TO the Acropolis hotel In words
identical with or similar TO these fol-
lowing:
"weIi. Man. how are the stories
coming7"
pretty regularly" said ]. About
ouuaI 10 their going"
"y'm sorry." said she. Good type
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