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Broadway
Jones
From the Play of
George M. Cohan
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CHAPTER I-Jaoksoa )omi, tokMiB
Brofcdwajr," Ucium of his eonUoual
Srtorinotton ef New Tort's srt tbor
oirMar, la anslou to set wy from Ma
fertile- iewn ot JptHtevllle. Abner Jones,
bim wncl, la rry angry Wum Bro4
ty refusm to eettl down and take a
pirns In the rum factory In which be swa
Bimrm in in nm iwwry in
fumlftA tohU fttiir' tatM
ArMdwiy that 1360.(100 lot
potawooa inrornw
left him tor bla
fatlMr la at hla rtlepoeeX Broadway
tMkee record time In hea4lnc for hla far
vO street In New Tor.
CHAPTER III-Wltb Ma New Tor
Hand. Robert Wallace. Broadway craataa
a aanaatlon by hla traTaanea on tha
Wlta Way. Four ycara paa and Broad
ajnay suddenly discovers that ha la aot
ly broke, bat heavily In debt. Ha ap
nttee to hla anola for a loan and receives
a pack if of chawing gum with tha a
rfoa to chaw It and fnrrnt hla trouble
See quietly aaaka work without success.
CHAPTKR TV-Broadway alvea what la
Sntandod to ba a farewell supper to his
Mow Tork friends, and before It U over
sWorees enesswd to Mra. Ocrard. aa an-
WMnw. waaitnv ana vary aiaay.
CHAPTER IV.
The asphalt glittered with the glaie
f reoent rain, reflecting countless
rights ot many colors. The sidewalks,
rowded with gay theater goers, were
aa colorful and animated as the chang
ing figures of child's kaleidoscope,
and he smiled at them. Even the odor
at horned gasoline whlcb drowned the
perfume of fair women's presence
seemed aa frankincense and myrrh to
him for this waa Broadway, the be
loved thoroughfare.
And waa It not to be hla last night
In it glitter, hla last hearing of Its
Medley, his last glimpsing of Ita nerr
as gaiety? He smiled tb wan smile
ef the prisoner who sees his friends
and Joys In them before he marches
to the guillotine.
In the restaurant there was obvious
stir when he arrived. There always
was a stir tn restaurants when he ar
rived. With a practiced and a clever
eye he examined with great care the
private dining-room wherein waa to be
sung the swan-song of his spendthrift!
ness. It was extremely well arranged,
the table was a, dazzling sight, the
flowers were gorgeous end of all per
vading fragrance, the colored candle
abades cast a subdued, artistic glow
opon the whole. The head waiter
himself, his neck enchained In sign
of office, was In personal control of
details, Ms staff bod beon well picked
from Broadway's favorites among sub
ordinates; a very pretty girl, who
railed at Broad WRy sweetly, wistfully,
as a peusant maid might smile at a
crown prince, was ready to accept and
Check the ladles wraps, while the
mall boy lu buttons, who wan to sort
and store the outer garments .of the
jrgDt'enien, was ready with bright eyei
anu Itching palms.
The party arrived promptly, coming
In a bunch and greeting Broadway va
riously from the firm and hearty hand
clasp ot not Wallace, to the merry
kls or Inez VRStnieji Marquez, Span
tsh dancer, born in Keokuk, who would
leave early no that she might dance
late on the bill at the Spring Garden.
JThere was a flutter with the entrance
of Mrs. Gerard, for. ae ever, she
hrought with her her own maid, while
her footman waited In the corridor,
not for emergencies, but for appear
ances. 'Her once pretty but now age-puckered
fate had been as thoroughly con
cealed as possible with various expen
sive subBtances which are found in
beauty parlors, and her hair was prob
ably the moat costly in that part of
.town that night, and this is saying
snach, for very costly tresses some
times dock the fair ou Broadway.
The restaurant had wrought evi
dences of its pride in its allegiance to
Broadway's favorite delicacy. A gi
gantic floral lobster occupied the cen
ter of tha table, Ita anteiiuae extend
ed toward the boat, one ot ita claws
artretched toward the seat reserved for
Mrs. Gerard, the other aomewhat leas
fond of the ladlea, for It yearned hun
grily toward Bob Wallace'a place. At
each lady's place were little lobsters,
leery wrought ot gold, with Jeweled
yea, for each male guest a silver cig
arette case had been fashioned Into a
disconsolate lobster's hape with
turled-up tsll and drooping claws de
voutly folded on Ita breast.
Broadway was a nerfort host hna-
fltable, easy, readier to listen than
claim, full of adruiratlou for the
ladlea, full of the perfection of good
fellowship tor his men guests.
At first he found tt difficult to put
awt of his mind the thought that this
avonld be the last of all hla gorgeous
Elghta on Broadway. The notion
DOght for permanent position tn hla
aVaad that after these wild hours he
kroald he aa far from Broadway aa that
awrnaat cow-explorer which was cred
ited with having first laid oat the
sXreet The thought oontlnually ob
arwdad that thic mast be to him a
tuaeral, not a festal feast His hand
afiook as he raised his glaae to the
Jtast toast
' Visions of that blued steel automate
Cstol and that bottle with Its crimson
bel floated momently before his eyes.
IA& that steel was not the bine of
Che diaphanous gown which the pretty
ItVtater Garden dancer wore across tha
table from him: oh. how the red al
Miat red Ubl differed from the red of
the red roeesl It was not at all the
, red ot the red lobatert
In bla dining he bad reached that
Blag where over-stimulated emotion
found an outlet In the bitterest aelf
condemnation which be yet had man
aged to evolve since the beginning of
bla self-condemnatory days that la,
since be had been awakened to the
realisation of the disappearance of bla
patrimony and the utter hopelessness
of everything. He looked at the great
decoration In the center of the table
and said gravely, so that all might
bear, although he was addressing no j
. t tnhaA
"You may be big. old chap, but I !
know a bigger lobster than you ever j
wer4 H '
Tt ttarmonad at that Inatant that a '
pause had come In the excited joy-
ousness about him one ot those brief,
unexpected silences which never fall,
at least once In every dinner-party, to
reveal to everyone some saying which
the eayer wished to have unheard by
the majority. Always It Is something
awkward, Inadvertent, stupid or un
wholesome which Is thus made bla
tantly the property of everybody's
ears. This night it wss our young
host's confidential statement to the
Oarard.
great, rel decorative loTjsler In fife
center of hla dinner table. j
There was a chorus of Inquiry. If j
Broadway knew a bigger lobster,
who was he, and where? i
"Be careful, Broadway! Don't name j
any friend of ours! We'd Ret peevish, .
for that Issome lobbter."
"Who la It. Broadway?''
"Name, Broadway; name!" demand-:
ed the whole tableful.
Gloomy and TUssntlsfted with that!
life which he loathed to quit, yet felt !
that he could not contlnuw, Broadway
rose pnd Vowed. "I'm It!" he an 1
wered. "I."
Protest chorused.
"What hard-hearted girl has turned
you down, Broadway?" asked the love
ly Inez.
"Who Is It. Broadway? Who could
possibly have the heart or beeu the
fool to Jo It?-
Mrs. Gerard, his neighbor, bent on
bim a gliiuce so lungulghlng that he al
most hud to turn his face away.
"No Kirl has ever turned me down,"
he said, endeavoring to be gay. "No
girl has ever had a chance to turn me ;
down. I mean'
Realizing that this did not sound
gallant, being Instinctively, by nature,
a gallant, he would have modlOed it
ir Tie could, hut the howl of approba
tion which arose from all the men, the
chorus ot mock criticism which arose
from all tha women, drowned his voice.
From all the women exoept one. That
one sat on his right that woman waa
a widow and waa worth a million.
"No girl could turn you down," she
murmured.
Ah, that thought which so repeat
edly had festered In bis brsln! Here
were millions which admired htm!
Here were millions which would pay
the debts which had piled up, which
would make the bottle with the
crimson label aud the weapon with the
blned-steel barrel quite unnecessary!
Here were millions which would solve
the laat one ot hla difficulties and for
which, If be accepted them, he could
offer adequate return In a devotion
which should be at once that of a son
for an indulgent mother and a near
drowned man for hla rescuer! Why
sott Why not? Why not marry Mrs.
Oerard?
"No girl could turn you down," bad
been her words.
In the hurly-burly of the questions
and the answers, the frolio and the
aoaeense, he scarcely had an opportu
atty to speak to her In tender words,
bat he answered her by scribbling on
her menu card:
"Couldnt your
He felt certain that she gaaped with
pleaaure.
"Why do you aay such things?" she
awiuu.ao.
"Because I love you- the unfortu-
idt Ali f la av a aaMil
nate youth answered.
"I love you. too." she seribbled la
reply.
"What sort of game are you two
playing therer demanded Robert WaV
": : n mw . '
, teirrupt, Bob." Broadway or
uvrea. u a a. now aica oi game oi
bearts. It's played with menu cards.
i
C "I
Mra.
Shut upl-
IT turned again to bla delighted. If
ancient partner In the novel pastime.
It can't be true,- be scribbled.
"It la true," she wrote.
Will you marry me?" be scrawled.
With a coy look at him which made
him feel a little faint, but without an
Instant's hesitation, "Tea," she an
wered. It waa trenoAndously to the relief ot
the young host that Bob Wallace, at
about this moment, rose and said that
he must leave.
It seemed to Broadway that the
others mattered less. For Wallace his
affection was so genuine that It Includ-
ed an Intense desire to hold the man's
Sighing with relief be called
ajor domo to his side as soon aa
hod nan gone ana wnisperea 10 mm
ail glBSSCS must DO Filled. Wltn
the intense alacrity which the youthful
spendthrift's orders were everywhere
observed along Broadway, thla was at-
tended to, and he rose to his feet
with all the dignity he could command.
Trlends," he said, "I want to tell
you something. I want to tell you of
toy luck."
Ts It a hard luck story, Broadway V ,
someone asked.
"Er yes." said he. '1
"Jack son I" said a soft
mean"
voice (per
haps a little cracked) close at his side
with something of reproach In it. Four yellow government notes were
"For the lady," he hastily corrected, placed In circulation in police circles
"Hard luck for the lady. I'm I'm go- before the long and rangy touring car
lng to be married." I reached the granite archway which In-
The men shouted and there' were'rited entrance ten stories underneath
more than one among the ladles who the bachelor apartment In which Ran
were seriously agitated, their number kin waited for him, sleeping, but with
being co-equivalent to the number who ' ne ear open for the riot which fre
themselvee at one time or another had inently attended the home-coming of
had hopes of winning Broadway and Ms master.
his millions for their very own. J The car had scarcely come to a
Everywhere about bim rose the standstill before both eyes were open,
shout: "Who is she, Broadway? Namel 1 And as the eyes appeared from their
Name!" snug hiding places behind fat lids, his
He swayed there on his feet, a some- cars achieved astonishment. His mas-
what sickly smile upon his face, his
hand elaborately spilling champagne
on his shirt front, a fact of which he
was In ignorance and which no one
noted for a time. It was Mrs. Gerard
who called attention to it by elabo
rately dabbing at htm with her hand
kerchief. There were proprietary details even
of movement of her bands and soma
shrewd wits suspected for an inatant,
even though they put the wild Idea
from them aa absurd before It gained
firm foothold In their minds.
"Who is she, Broadway? Name!
Name! Name!" the shouts Insisted.
"Guess!" said Broadway strangely.
He felt less worry than he would
hare felt before he had Imbibed the
laat few glasses of champagne. H
had been drinking very busily since
the dreadful thought had been put into
execution. He had been certain he
would need some artificial courage.
It gathered in his soul and helped
him fashion an extraordinary smile
vacuous and tremulous, but none the
less a smile.
"Viola?" hazarded a reckless youth
across the table, and Viola (who waa
present In the makeup which she had
worn from the staife of a near theater
where she had, that evening, acted
powerfully the part of a wronged and
Innocent maidenhood) hoped wildly for
an Instant. Perhaps Broadway, In his
cups, had decided on thla most unusual
way of anklng her the fateful unes
tlon! She had had high hopes of him.
Perhaps "
"No," he answered thickly. "Guess
again. Three guesses. It'B going to
take some brains, I tell you that! In
tellect's the only thlng'll do it. Who
ever guesses right gets a cigar."
There was only one among the
ladles present who was not favored
by some speculative mind, and that
one was the right one.
Guesser after gucsser named some
of the young and vivid creatures of
that almost wholly young and vivid
feminine company, none guessed the
rroadwav. never dr,ara, f the .
ony which filled the faded flower's
much powdered bosom because of the
omission of her name, feeling few emo
tions, really, other than the keen sen
sation of relief from hla financial wor
ries, stood smiling somewhat vacantly,
but, on the whole, without much pain,
upon the puzzled party.
"Go on, guess with your brains," he
genially suggested. "It'a mind, not
foot-work, that will win the prize."
But none guessed.
Realizing that in this waa something
like reflection on her fitness for the
covetable position of consort to the
youth, Mrs. Gerard attracted every
one'a attention, presently, by a won
derfully feigned embarrassment as she
rose and stood by Broadway's side.
The party gasped, but rose to the oc.
eaalon aa soon aa it could get Ita
breath again. It waa Incredible, and
mere were tnoee among the guests
who were so sure of this that they
believed a Joke was hidden somewhere
In the episode, but the majority were
so well trained to Broadway's genlua
tor producing mad extravagance that
they simply charged this up aa one of
them
A dancr who bad been brought up
from the cabaret below after one
o'clock and closing time had come.
sprang lightly to a table, and, to the
destruction ot the floral lobster and
some notably fine glassware, did a gay
pas-seul among the wrecks of Bangui
nary shells and emptied bottles. The
head waiter smiled, knowing that
whatever might he broken would be
rharged up In the hill at double value
and paid for without queatlon hy the
anaatlnal ann1thrir t .),..
wealta WM BOW Unkej the wtnorii.
nary fortune of the recent John Gerard
(wholesale leather) who had made his
millions, married a very vital lady
f hla nvn rilu vn r mnA tbjtn AiA if
theer antlaulty to 1ave nf Mvm,
Phant la supelor vitality, relict and
.raTlBC for that hlch ,lf wlth
aim Bad not provided.
"Broadway!" breathed the ancient
:ajy with a skillful simulation of em-
barraaament. "Yon naughty, nanghty
boy!"
"Nanghty, possibly; bnt how ex
tremely lucky I " aald the wholly un
expected bridegroom-elect without a
quiver, much to his own surprise and
elf-congratulation.
As It broke up the party rioted with
oy, very largely alcoholic. Mrs. Ge
rard's car, when It came up from Ita
biding place around the corner, was
straightway encumbered with the
flowers from ladlea corsages, table
bouquets and men's boutonnleres. One
rntbusiast thrust In a potted palm,
ind Mrs. Gerard screamed when she
tat on It. Another made a thoughtful
contribution of two lobster-clawa
which, to his astonishment, he had
found in his hands as he arrived upon
'.he sidewalk. A lady, being under the
Impression that the wedding had been
celebrated while she briefly napped up
tt the table, Insisted upon throwing
one white satin slipper at her whom
he believed to be the bride, refusing
to accept the theory that Mrs. Gerard
.was. as yet, only Broadway's fiancee,
"But you can't walk without It," lier
tscort pleaded earnestly.
"I'd limp a year for Broadway," she
Insisted, missed Mrs. Gerard's coiffure
by a quarter of an Inch and then hurst
Into tears.
ter had returned nt early hours on
previous occasions accompanied by
merry friends, hut they had never
chosen as their happy, matin song, the
"Wedding March from Lohengrin."
What could It mean?
Going to the window he craned out
trying to see what was going on upon
the sidewalk, but the extending cor
nice underneath the window made this
quite impossible, although the touring
car beyond the curb was visible. This
lacked interest, so he hurried to the
outer hall, where be stood near the
elevator shaft and listened earnestly.
Presently, as the group succeeded in
getting up the three stairs leadlnr
from the sidewalk Into the ground floor
hall, he caught a word or two of thick,
congratulatory talk:
'"Sh'ou Joy, ol' man," was the most
frequent of the crowding, earnest
words.
What could it mean?
As he heard the elevator door close
and the swift swish of the ascending
car, Rankin withdrew to the apart
ment, there to linger, waiting for his
master, consumed with carefully mas
tered curiosity.
Devoured with curiosity he stood
waiting as his master entered through
the outer door which he considerately
had left ajar for him. He had guessed
at certain details of his young employ
er's probable condition and knew that
In the midst of Just those detnlia
Broadway was impatient of latch-keys.
bell-rlnglng or even knuckle-tapping on
the door.
The first thing he noted as the un
steady Broadway entered was the fact
that his silk bat had been reversed up
on hla head; the second was that
someone evidently had been Bitting on
his raglan capo while it had been
rolled rather carelessly; the third was
that his face wore an expression of re
lief and peace with all the world.
Not so unsteadily that he failed en
tirely to reach the goal Jackson tacked
across the room and found the win
dow. His friendly escort was still evi
dently In his mind, for from the open
window he now waved a genial hand
kerchief, whispering meanwhile
Night-night," as if the hearty spirit
which induced the words would take
l hem to the sidewalk ten score feet be
low.
Having performed this sacred rite
of friendship be regained the center of
the room, looked about him as If curi
ously, and then went unsteadily to the
grand piano, upon which be placed his
elbow with a nestling search for com
fort which seemed to Indicate a Arm
decision to lean against the instrument
and go to sleep without delay. This
would never do, for when his slumber
became deep he would be sure to lose
his balance. Rankin aaw the deep ne
cessity for rousing him from hia inten
tion. "Mr. Jones, Mr. Jones," he urged,
tapping him upon the shoulder.
Jackson looked up, sleepily, as It as
tonished at the interruption of his
slumbers. "Hello," he said good na
turedly, "who's there?"
"It's Rankin, air." said Rankin.
"Who's 'Itannn. slrr " Tne tone was
that of tolerant curiosity to learn a to
tal Btrangers unimportant Identity.
"I'm the butler, air."
"Butler r
"Tea, Mr. Jones; the butler."
This seemed to rouse bis maater and
he looked him over with some show of
Interest "A butler!" he exclaimed in
tones of deep reproach. "Aren't you
ashamed of yourself? When you were
a little boy your mother had great
hopes of you thought you were going
to he president ot the United States,
or something like that"
Rankin bowed Impassively; be did
not deny It.
"Now," said hla employer with the
deepest of reproach, you've disappoint
ed everybody. You've turned out to be
nothing hut a butler. Ton ought to be
ashamed of yourself!"
Rankin was not offended; Instead
his air was that ot triumph. "Ah, but
see who's butler I am, sir!" be ex
claimed. (To be Continued)
OUR KNTIRE LINE OF
Ladies' Muffs and Neck Pieces
in sets or separate, is now on sale at absolute cost
Muffs From $4 to $18
Our few remaining Palmer garments are stjll being
closed out at One-Half price
Saturday Special: $1.50 House Dresses, 98c
A N Dffrtf Klff C A D a CO.
Announcement
We have purchased the Check
ered Front Livery Barn from H. P.
Coursey and wish to announce to the
public that we will continue to run
this business at the same place. Our
prices will be the same and you will
receive the best service. Only ex
perienced help will be employed.
We solicit a continuance of your
patronage.
Checkered
. G. H.Mapps and E.
Own a Country Home
Box Butte County soil with water will raise any northern-grown
vegetable, with a good profit to the grower. All
summer long Allionce people eat "foreign-grown" vegetables
that should be raised at home.
I have for sale, three 4-acre tracts of unimproved land in
Duncan's addition that are just the thing for pump irrigation.
Plenty of good water, excellent drainage, good, black soil.
We need truck farmers here. Here is a golden opportunity
for one; he can be close to market, and also get the advant
age of our splendid schools and churches.
Prices and terms reasonable.
G. W. DUNCAN, Alliance, Nebr.
ELECTRIC LIGHTS FOR ANSELMO
Ansetmo Capitalist and Promoter It
Granted Franchise by Town
Board for Plant
(By Herald Correspondent.)
Ajwtelmo. Nebr, Feb. 4. David
CrlMon, a promoter and capitalist ot
tbia town, ha been granted a fran
chise by the town board and is a
bout to atart construct ton of an luc -trio
light plant.
Tha iwew company will probably be
called tha Anaelmo Electric light
Company. They intend to faroih
both a day and night service from
the atart. Tha plant will cantata all
modern lmprovomeota, costing about
$8,000 to lort&n.
Peacock coal, a new Colorado
coal, la th boat on the market. Try
H and you will Mae it. $9 per ton.
Phone 73. FOREST LUMBER CO.
AdvSiaitt
Big Final Reduction
...ON...
Overcoats
It is not our intention to
carry over one single
overcoat. We are sell
ing overcoats this week
at COST.
Do not forget that FREE
leather suit case.
arper's
Front Barn
P. Pederson, Preps.
SUIT BROUGHT ON CONTRACT
Ernest C. Bush Brings Suit Again:
Vaughan 4. 8on for Non-Fulfillment
of Contract
Suit has been filed in, the dUtrUy
court by E. H. Boyd and W. R. Met
for Eriiost C. Duah, again Joseph
II. V&ughan and Claude J. Vauxhan.
doing bubbiess under the nam and
tyl3 of J. H. Vaughan & Son, fw
judgment in the aum of $532
Bush Alleges in hla complaint, thtf
on the 8th day of September aa a
greeoieut w&a entered into by fcinv
self and the defendants wherein th
defendant agreed to sell and deliver
to him twenty carload of choice h&r
during the mora ha of September ana
October for the sum of $9 per ton
He allege that the defendant Call
ed and refused to deliver aald hay,
and asks for Judgment.
Advertise in The Herald the pa
per the people read.