Palisadian. [volume] (Cliffside Park, N.J.) 1906-current, 1921-08-06
KNOW YOUR CITY !
BY MARGARET M'coNKEY.


the apricot and japanese plum. The
"Newzine" was cross between q
newspaper and magazine. Burbank
produced the former; jefferson Martin
was attempting to produce the latter.
But there is a difference. Burbank
produced other things besides plum
| cots. His name was already famous.
Jefferson Martin didn't, and his name
wasn't. He was also nearly broke.
Hildreth Mason was one of small
minority. She read the "Newzine."
She was also one of large majority.
She didn't like her job. Not liking
her job, she was keeping her weather
eye open for another, and she was
laving some money-$90 or more.
One day her boss sent her on some
brands. One Of the errands took her
to an obscure little building in an
obscure little corner of Boston. There
In an obscure little Office she met
Jefferson Martin.
After attending to her errand Hill
ireth remained to talk to Jefferson.
Say" she asked. do you need
my help?"
THAT 1 do" jefferson answered
ruthfully.
well, want job"
Jefferson blushed. 1.-THE Jobs here,
Ill right, but not the salary. The
Newzine' doesn't pay expenses"
make it pay expenses" suggested
dildreth.
"How? asked jefferson. people
don't buy the 'Newzine.'
'They ought to- said Hildreth. Its
y good paper
an tell you what I'll do" promised
jefferson. "If you can suggest any
way 10 make the 'Newzine' pay ex-
penses I'll give you any job 1t has to
offer"
"Wny don't you start a contest"
asked Hildreth. Everybody else is
doing IT,"
THAT'S the trou IL" said Jefferson.
They've used up all the IDEAS"
Having other errands to do, Hill
dreth went her way. Now, you can
get lost in Boston with less weighty
problems on your mind than Hildreth
had on hers. Try it and see. Hi.
dreth got lost.
II wonder where l ann"
Stopping the first passerby, Hildreth
asked the name of the park. The
lady stopped pleasantly and explained:
I'm a stranger here, too"
1t was not until after third or
fourth attempt that Hildreth found
where she was.
''That," said a passerby, zig Louis
burg square, and the statues are of
Columbus and Euripides." BY way Of
additional information, he added, "Jen.
ny Lind was married there"
Hildreth was thinking
"What the people here need" she
said to herself, rs to know more of
their own city" Then she thought of
her own home city of Minneapolis.
There were perhaps dozen buildings
she could recall. II guess" she ad-
mitted sheepishly, "the need isn't linn
tied to Boston. If there were only
some way"
IAN idea! ' she interrupted herself
excitedly and like the Greek phi
losopher who ran to the kings palace
shouting Eureka !" Hildreth made a
bee line to Jefferson's office and burst
in shouting: 81 have 1t! I have 1t !"
After several questions on Jeffer-
sons part he finally got Hildreth's
Idea.
"Werl have 'Know-Y Your Own City
contest" she explained, publishing
pictures of buildings, statues and
parks, in and near Boston, and MAX
ing people tell what they are, where
they are, and one fact connected with
each of them"
But think" objected Jefferson, "of
the people who have lived here all
their lives"
~ am" said Hildreth. ''Im think
ing Of girl where I room, who has
lived around Boston for 16 years and
has never seen Bunker Hill monu-
ment."
Did the contest work2 Say, it
spread like wildfire. Jefferson's sub
scription list doubled, tripled and
quadrupled until, with his limited re-
sources, he had difficulty in turning
out enough papers.
The contest had been running six
weeks when Hildreth faced new diff
ficulty. Her 500 ran out.
Going to Jefferson, she asked: do
l get the job?"
Jefferson turned red with embarrass-
ment. "Jove!" he apologlzed. 81 for
got all about your salary. Why didn't
you tell me?"
II would have forgotten myself If 1t
hadn't been for my landlady," Hill
dreth replied.
well, which Job do you WANT?
asked Jefferson.
(Which do you want me to have?"
"How about editors wife?" he sug-
sested.
Hildreth blushed. "That depends
upon what the editor thinks about It,"