New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1921-07-21
ADVICE TO THE
LOVELORN
By Beatrice Fairfax
nEAR MISS FAIRFAX:

Please tell me what to do. !
have been keeping company with very
nee fellow named Johnny for several
years. He has been very attentive to
me, has taken me to Coney Island and
Oil wonderful parties frequently, and
has always been free spender. Re-
Gently his ardor for me has cooled and
for no apparent reason he has started
paying attentions TO another girl. What
shall | do? | ara very much in love
with him and have let him put his arm
around my waist and everything. Do
you think would be justified in shoot
ing him? My heart is crying out "He
was my man and he done me wrong"
Please answer soon as l am desperate.
FRANKIE.
NOU are suffering from the fickleness
of the male. How thoughtlcssly
they break the hearts of the fond
women who love them! | am glad YOU
confided in me. You are in my mind
perfectly justified in doing what your
heart directs; no jury ] think would
convict you. But 1 beg of you before
you allow your emotions to carry YOU
away, try to win him back first. You
won him once by girlish artfulness; do
so again. Surely the other girl cannot
have such hold on "your man" as you
have. Try again is my advice. To
make another effort to win back your
johnnie even though he has done you
wrongly is far better than taking re-
vcnge into your own hands.
:.
I'm, according to Barbara Condit, tho
f. Scott Fitzgerald monmer)
frankie crossed one leg gracefully
over the other, thereby displaying one
pink knee beneath her lavender skirt
lavender hat was crushed at just
the right angle on her bobbed hair, and
she inhaled deeply from cigarette in
long lavender holder. "That reminds
nc OF boy I once knew-Johnny by
name," she smiled languidly at the
Great Collegisn sprawled over the
porch railing. Gle was lowlife, that
IVY, "SHC W nuggets,
ooh, Frankie" said the G. C. in
Mortified tone; mot Rutgers"
"Well, I was young then; not much
dope on myself. I remember a little
incident we had. He took me to the
Junior Prom one year, wet party too,
even if it was before prohibition.
About midnight realized that l hadn't
seen Johnny for couple of hours, not
since he'd danced with divorcee
sporting a pair of green earrings and q
wicked line. You see, I'd fused around
with Johnny several months and felt
more or less responsible for him--and
what's more, my flask was getting low.
So set out to find my man. I appro-
rriated somebody's cor and jazzed
down to Klein's, getting madden all the
time; the bartender. who was quite
pal Of mine, tipped me off to the
whereabouts of Johnny and his green
vamp-and O, man, trailed him down,
and caught him cold. Johnny, old
boy I said, "your necking days are
over, you done me wrong And
l used some finger action on my silent
automatic and Johnny was no more"
frankie smiled, happily reminiscent, as
she blew cloud of smoke toward the
adoring Great Collegian.
Gee, Frankie" he sighed admiringly,
"you sure are knockout"
Unless another miracle spills upon
US, The Coming Tower watch for 1921
will go to Mr.. j. M. Kerrigan, author
of the Synge version of FRANKIE and
Johnny" printed herein Tuesday.
If speaking of that-wll
send us printable version of that
noble folksong, FRANKIE and Johnny"
we shall be glad ta--p+irst--ii IT.
THE DIARY OF OUR OWN SAMUEL PEPYS
July 1910 the office, where near all
day, and so to Peekskill for dinner
to Mistress Hilda's, and early to bed