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DON, Sept. 8.—A reporter for
don newspaper who considers at
extensive study of London restaur-
» and reached the conclusion that
ated to an extent almost unbe-
e.
complained that he could not
a good old fashioned English
,that a Juicy mutton chop with
Q of kidney attached was diffi-
, to obtain. that the pastry of the
pics the Englishman loves so
no longer is light and fluffy, and
, the; omnipresent Jellies lacked
old -time taste.
famous Soho eating places, too,
lost much of their old- time
ic
Soho says one writer, "is that r
its league of
. for its
8
LEAR, sharp, and aunshlny, it w
a day for a motorman to feel glad
had his Job and a pay envelope com-
4” to him on Saturday night, to set
w to ringing his football violently
-' defiant wagoners who lumbered
figudently ahead, and to send his car
. ing like an arrow from a how
every level stretch.
”It's the long run for you, Jimmy."
filled the man who turned the maze
q witches as car No. 839 slid slowly
“In the dark car-stables to the bright
“plight with Jimmy Durgan asmotor~
all
Big Jimmy Durgan did not boom
Q3 answer in his foghorn voice. He
“stored the sunshine and the switch-
.an, as he started on his four hour
tun. watching the tracks before him
gravely, intently.
me looks worse, Jimmy.” Kate had
dd that morning as together they
‘ “bent over the cot of Little Jim.
9Nonsense, Kate," Jimmy had will-
hgly given the lie to his own fears.
‘flpsn’t he had all the medicine?"
"The new doctor seems so young!"
Jimmy would have liked to forget
w Kate wrung her hands. How he
had hated.to leave Little Jim's fever-
Mhed face on the pillow. Kate hur-
ried him to the door.
’Quick, Jim, you'll be late. and you
In line for promotion." She ran after
* to whisper a pauuoiwrd of
«surr—
- He‘ would pass his home at the
"Ii-hour. Kate would be at the
“dew to wave if Little Jim was bet-
lag. She surely would not forget.
saw—if he was worse the would not
b there. But the child was sure to
to better.
it was nearing twelve o'clock. and
W neighbor’s child should be wait-
!“ for him with the lunch-basket his
tidy Katealways had ready on time.
my! eyes brightened as he neared
* own corner. He slowed his car
fig crawl and peered anxiously smut.
finance went past the street corner,
~ u the rows of tenements and over
fl hurrying pedestrians No child
.“Itod him.
i .. sickening fear wrenched his
”1'. Jimmy's gaze traveled along
so many people are “eating out,” ow-
ing to the high coat of maintaining a
kitchen, but it is doing it at the cost
of losing the atmosphere the real ha-
ulers" have had to give up their fa-
vorite places owing to lncreuo in.
prices and because they disliked to
dine near people who do not appreci-
never seem to assimilate the atmos-
phere of these quaint places.
today to express their preference
among the candidates for the Senator-
ial and Gubernatorial nominations and
to select a State ticket.
cratic nomination generally is consid-
ered equivalent to election.
tee of the State Democratic executive
committee, women ‘did not take part
in the primary.
for renomination by Governor Dorsey,
children—aloe eyed Thomas E. Watson, publisher. and a
hy bambinos its lithe shawled former can 'v‘date for President on the
nose and its little restaurants "‘Populist 31 na-
silt h the Latin quarter of London.
the sheet his Little Jim? The doctor
beckoned to the motorman.
to a hospital. If we operate now, he
questioningly at 1...
"He's a fine boy. and .. has a chance."
he added in sudden pity.
Sohoisroepingaharvestbecauee
tue enjoyed. And many of the 'reg-
e perfectly prepared food, and who
GEORGIA DEMOCRATS PICK
CANDIDATES. g
ATLANTA, 0a.. Sept. 8.—Democrat-
voters in Georgia went to the polls
The Demo-
Under a ruling of the sub-commit-
Senator Hoke Smith was opposed
nd John R. Coopefi
Macon: L) 3y.
North Street tenements. He must so
slowly. and give Kate time to get to
the window.
Before his own house, his hands
twitched convulsively on the broke as
he stopped his car with a Jerk. The
motorman of No. 839 stared up at a
single window in agonized unbelief.
Could it be possible that Kate was not
there, or did his eyes deceive him?
Indecision, sudden resolution and
action followed swiftly upon each
other. Jimmy Durgan gave the ban-
dles of his car an extra twist for safe-
ty and removed one to the door.
Mechanically, he opened his front
gate, stepped to the sidewalk, walked
quickly over and into the shadow of
his own doorway, and a driverless car
was left standing in the middle of the
street. 7
The conductor, went leisurely for-
ward to investigate the front plat-
form where a motorman should be.
Curious passengers med through the
glass of the car door at the un-
obsm'cted line of rails ahead.
Another car came up and stopped
at the rear platform of No. 839.
Then a second car slid into place bc-
hind the first. The Rudd Street Rail-
way pridcd itself on its quick service,
and cars approached and halted with
machinelike regularity.
The conductor of No. 839 whisper-
ed to a comrade that Durgan'a child
was sick. The message traveled down
the line and was heard with nods of
sympathetic understanding. Motormen
and conductors waited. in a moment
Durgan would return.
Through his narrow hallway and
up the stairs Durgan leaped, three
steps at a time. Into his sitting room
he darted. His wife met him with a
dazed look on her face.
"The boy got worse." she repeated,
daily. "The doctor brought another
man. They ordered an operation."
Kate threw out her hands in a gesture
of anguish and point-ed to an inner
room. "They tool: tum from me. Jim-
my.”
Jimmy Durgan strode into the sick
room. Was that lifeless form under
"There is no time to take the child
The doctor looked
big motorman.
has a chance."
[is the surgeon made his prepara-
tions. Kate moved about nervously
and Jimmy followed her like a man
in a dream. He had forgotten his
car. Kate walked to the window and
Maccmrd storz windows uf}caught__1ln1m)"sarm_i_n spdden frightu
ficustomers everywhere.
500, 000 persons have this year attend-
.ed the picnics given by industrial con-
Scene in Pittsburg to their employee
according to the estimates of amuse-
unent park managers and a number
of dthe most important are yet to be
ha
Arrange
cringe of workmen and their families
are on a colossal scale and carried but
by an eiilcient organisation of train
ed engineers and oilice men. it oc-
casionally happens, as in the ease of
the Clairton ' plant of . the Carnegie
Steel company, that no picnic ground
was available.
lected a nice bit of virgin forest not
far from town. built good roads in
and through
rounds and other traditional amuse-
ment devices, built refreshment booths
and a dancing platform and when the
thousands of steel workers and their
families reached the place for t are
enjoyment. they found it as complete -
as if it had beenstsndmgfdllelfl.‘
.000 Flushing
People Attend the
Industrial Picnics
8.—-More than
rrrrssoao. 8‘31
ments for these great Enth-
Bo ‘ the engineers se-
it, erected merry-go-
The quantity of provisions
for the entertainment for a in; plant against unrest and gladly give to all
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"You've‘ blocked the line. Jimmy.
you must go." As far as the eye could
see stretched a long line of cars block-
ing the trailic of the busy street.
ing for promotion and you've blocked
the line." Blindly, Jimmy Durgan
turned to leave his house.
Confusion reigned in North Street.
A few cars has been emptied of their
passengers and from others the oc-
cupants were angrily slighting. la-
dignant people were asking helpless
conductors the reason to: the delay.
South bound cars passed. the conduc-
tors -... isotornven jeerlng at their
comrades.
in the seventh car which had come
to a halt. a' man sat calmly reading
his newspaper. Suddenly he realised
that his car had stopped and that the
passengers were clamorous. Hr Archi’
bald Jerrold. president of the Rudd
Street Railway, signalled to e coudue
tor and learned that there was a seri-
ous block on his line.
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. "Go," repeated Kate. "you're walt- ‘
imimculstalv g. mderay-suitoLsilcnco fell-” the mom name
‘ 01’ boiled ham
tons
the sandwiches. rive thou-Ind lava
fifty hours to cut it to site. tund- .
For the 45,000 person! who 0:
ed this ‘picni'c cm were men es.-
000 free tickets for park amusements.
15,000 American flue and 40.030 to!
d
“mouth. and .wene exhibi abet
lcity in an aggressive manner. The
police seised the so on the
ground that their exhibition would be
likely to create disturbances.
Poermsrsae'convsuvlou.
CINCINNATI. 0., Sept. 3,—The
twentieth annual convention of the
National Association of Postmasters
of the United States opened here to-
day. it was estimated that macaw
While this was one of the lamest Mannie" ‘W ‘m ' 98“"
picnics of the v c at a number of others- 0 the convention 0‘ “I. 9‘1““! Nation-
hn‘ye quned 1‘ din! many more have. u mocha” 9' W09 Clel'kSn
come within striking distance. no win session. were invited to attend
Mill managers and corporation ex- the postmasters' convention.
ecutives look upon the industrial pio-
nic as one of their best weapons -—'l‘l'! . W aim I
the Bonded our the but results.
baloo'ns for children were What“
to the. workers and atheir M1100.
while s'oooo my... forks. groom and
plates were sent to the ground for the
picnic supper.
To pro‘lde this feat the company
gave 80.000 pickles, 24,000 rolls. 8. -
000 pounds of baked beans. L800
pounds of coffee 50, 000 pounds of
frankfurters and 1,500 gallons of ice
cream. 'lhe food was cooked in an
oven erected on the grounds by the
company's wcrkmen.
gray-gloved and mymtted Ill-.10- stumbling from the nearest doorway.
rold left the ear hastily and moved The president's hand fell heavily on
along North Street to car No. 83!. his arm.
notormeneudeonductorssalutedhim “Hemmmaawhuhmeuuua
with lifted caps. for the president of this delay?” The big motorman's
the road in his big. red automobile eyes went blankly but the president
wasafamiliarsightatthecrossings. tester-sup at theeecondatorywin-
He was amen who commanded re- dowsofhisbome.
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“‘Horo, my man, what's the cause of this delay?"
“Report yourself at the once when
you return. You are discharged from
this company.” Jimmy's foot was
outhenrststepofthecar.buthe
turned and met the president's eyes
“Where is the driver of this can" with open defiance.
he asked again. A loyal silence on “Report it yourself.” said Jimmy
the part of Jimmy Durgan's associ- Durgau and threw the handle of the
ates met thi‘s inquiry. Then a deeper our book on the floor. He looked
spect and seemed to radiate a purpose.
"Where's the motorman of 8891‘
Ir. Jerrold demanded ‘
“Bis kid's lick.” piped a child's
voice in the crowd.
A BLOCK IN THE CAB-LIN E
back to my kid." he said vacantly.
The group of car-men oppned for him
as he passed back into his house.
Iotormen. conductors. and mob.
stared at Hr. Jerrold. who felt the
bloodeurgingintohisfaceinsnan-
gry tide. To cover his confdhlon. the
president instantly took control of
the blocked car-line. and passengers
were directed to cars ahead and em-
ployees shifted. These were unusual
duties for Archibald Jerrold, the presi-
dent of many companies. but he was
equal to them. Perhaps that ac-
counted for his being president. in
a few moments the block was ended,
and with the last car coupled to the
one before it. the Rudd Street Rail-
way was again in operation.
Before the door of the tenement
on North Street. the company's head
waited. and glanced curiously into
the dark hallway. He was still
smartiug with a righteous indig-
nation. Had not this man defied
him in the presence of his own em-
ployees. of the passengers. of a mob?
The man was finished as a motor-man.
The Rudd Street Railway was not the
only line in which Archibald Jerrold
had a say. He would speak that
word. and he would give this rebelli-
ous underling his lesson.
As Hr. Archibald Jerrold picked
an uncertain way up the stairs of the
tenement in North Street, he was
aware of a stillness unusual in such
dwellings. The expectant hush deep
enedashegottothe top the second
flight of stairs and stop before an
open kitchen door.
The neainese of the little kitchen
surprised Hr. Jerrold. The sunshine
glinted on a table covered with a
snowy oilcloth. on a brightly polished
stove. and on a vivid. green parrot
in a ago.
"His kid's sick." flickered through
the visitor's memory as be copied an
empty baby carriage pushed close to
the wall. This must be the place.
"Four rooms and a both.” Jimmy
Durgan had boasted proudly tohls com-
panions. A small. dark bedroom opened
from the kitchen into a brave “from
parlor." gay with shiny red plush
furniture and lace curtains. There
beside the mantel stood the motorman
of car No. 889. and in the shelter of
his arms a weary little woman rested.
Unconsciously. the president paused
on the threshold of the dark bedroom.
“We should have had another doc.
tor. God forgive us!" said the woman
in the room
"God forgive us.” echoed Jimmy Dun
gun, and Archibald Jerrold stopped
where he was in the shadow of the
open door.
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It took Archibald Jerrold back” to u
hear of anguished waiting in a legal.
tal corridor—e long, bleak lull bad.
ing to a room where his child lay un-
conscious ou an operating table 'r‘u
scent of the other grey thick,
with a sudden comprehension his 0’00
followed Jimmy Duran“ .. vfnl h v“
fixed upon a closed door at we aim
of the room.
There was a child Inside that re
-—Durgan's child. Beads of we”?
tion stood out on Jerroid' a face as e,
too. kept vigil.
The little woman was taking ll
deep. shivering breaths. .md outside
in the street, the clung of the motor-
mcn' s boils echoed through the Iron
room. The Rudd Street Railway n.
no longer tied up
There was the sound as of something
falling in the closed room. Ti 9 mm.
an gasped and raised her hp. 4 lion)
the man's shoulder. "Pray, Jimmy,"
she cried hoarsely.
“I can't pray, Kate."
The president of the road drew his
handkerchief across his eyes. lie
would go downstairs and s 'm f(
famous childrens spoof. ii:. i Thén,
lightly. some one turn-. i the dim
of the sick room and K < llu‘rnu
went quickly forward “'11.; her sums
crooked to a cuddlmg 1«.‘ ‘~ ..d is:
a child.
"Tilt. tilt." said the i'mfa': :z."lwnn.
"What is this, Mrs. l‘u1»';.w-,‘.l;s'r~
ing with evrrytlxin: all Nib. "
"Everything’s all riali?" m
Jimmy Durgran huslt‘ly.
"Of course." (lav r’ng‘u- :ltS‘dcro)‘
"Not as bad as wn m; if, A line
child. and be is {tiring bitter awry
minute.”
Kate clung to the door wm‘siy.
“You may go in." lo (ii “1‘ r-a‘d.
His hand barred Jimmy's manure.
"One at a time," he caumnot.
Still defiant. Jimmy T‘urxzrm turned
to meet his president. Anilinld .l-m-
rold drew a gray glove from Ms hand
and extended it to the new mum,
"Get back to your car," said the
president of the road.
band. Archibald Jcrrnl-i limllazed
apologetically.
"Under the same. circumstances.
Durgan, I would have blocl. d the line
myself " he said.
Jimmy Durgap's heavy. callouscd
hand closed around the slim, mani
cured fingers of Archibald Jcr'rnld.
The glance of the immaculately m-
tired road president, and of the blue
funnel-shined motorman met in a
tacit understanding. They had both
suffelcd. They were brolltm‘s.
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Conn-3am .The People's Bomsm "‘"‘
ONLY EIGHT DAYSV ORE
Then Our Removal. Sale Will Come to an End
The magnitude of this great sale 18 emphasized by the vastness of the stock involved and by the senSationally low prices.
It 1s an event that no housekeeper should miss, and only made possible by the fact that we must vacate our present build-
. . ing before October 1st, and as it is easier to move cash than merchandise, we have made the savings so great that you will
., never again be able to secure such bargains. The class of merchandise we carry has won the lasting friendship of our many
Don’t put- off if there is anything you need in
It IS reliable, durable and satisfaction 1s assured.
:furniture orT-housefurnishing line, but act now.
'l'l;o big; molar-n
man looked down on the M rode-d,
Norwalk Chronicler