The evening world. Newspaper, September 21, 1920, Page 17

TUESDAY, SEPTEMBER 21, 1920 The Ambitious Small-Town Girl | Is Shown the Broadway Method Of Getting a Theatrical Job Miss Phillips Realizes That “Come Back To-Morrow”’ Is the Only Glimmer of Hope—A Sympathetic Sister of the Chorus Girls’ League Advises: “Aw, Chuck It, Kid; Go Back to Your Front i Porch and Sit With Your Beau.” By Mildred E. Phillips. Copertaht, 1999, by the Press Publishing Oo, (The New York Evening World.) | story is the story of thousands of girlie who come to New York every year, and who will continue to come until the crack of doom, with the big idea of becoming famous Broadway stars, It ts the ot the ordinary unsophisticated smull town girl, or big town, if you prefer, who sees the Biggest Town through the smoked glasses of youthful iMlusion, without a thought to the shadows that lurk behind the fuminosity of Broadway, For every girl who becomes famous on Broadway there are ten who TUESDAY, SEPTEMBER 21, 1920 TE ONEARMED BUDGLADS This Season's Supply of Get-Rich-Quick Lunch Barons Makes a Landlord Look Like a Santa Claus—There I¢ Only One Thing You Get Free—That Is the Check They Give You When You Enter, By Neal R. 0’ Hara. “ Coprrieht, 1920, by the Press Pubitiahing Co. (The New Tork Renting Work) , HE beauty of the one-arm lunch business is that you've got no Inter~ + state Commerce Commission to disapprove your rates. The only set ” of wimps that can disapprove the quick-lanch tariffs are the custom- ers, The customers disapprove, but they pay. If the high cost of touripg . hits you hard, you can quit riding and walk to your destination. That's op- bs tional with you. If the high prices of quick.Junching finds you broke, you 4 By, Maurice Ketten 1m BACK HOME MOTHER! |'VE LEFT My HUSBAND ! | HAVEN'T Suert AWINIK FoR Two , WEEKS ! This is the first of @ series of articles by « stage-struck girl who Ty cing an up-State oity of 137,000 population to try her luck in of nearly six and one-half millions. ° The Chef Counts the Beans He Gives You. IT GETS ON NY NERVES AND KEEPS ME AWAKE |! 1 CAN STAND THE Tek ticks oF His ALARM CLOCK IN THE BEDROOM ! can quit eating. But there is only one destination for a gu: eating, and that's a one-room bungalow with silver handles, no options or side trips. ‘The get-rich-quick lunches are a grand scheme for the 4 neers. The ont-arm joints all come in chains, and that's their only faw. ~ It's the guys that own ‘em should be In chains. The lunch armed for sentimental reasons, It only needs one duke to Money. That leaves you two to grab your food. The advantage fe all on your side, Try and get it! The one-arm lunches are now help = ing the millionaires to die poor. So pong eter ver daa. wrong with long as there's a demand for food We von Vhe oe by caving food. the grub gyppers will continue to The Junch guys are now trying to supply three-minute eggs to the win the next wat. Those birds are one-tulnute suckers, This season's getting our nickels and dimes where supply of got-rich-quick-lunch bar- Mr, Woolworth left off. The reguia- ons makes a landlord look tke tion one-arm joint is now furnished Santa Claus. A landlord will rent in white tile, It's ike a bathroom, you hin place without charging for except you're not stripped till it's the sidewalk and gutter that pass time to go out. ba the front door, But the lunch yeges They have no head waiters, dumb soak you for your food and pall op waiters or orchestras, The manage- 6 cents extra for ketchup for your ment hae eliminated all ox- Deans, pepper for your eggs and im pense—to itself, There aren’ sect powder for tho lettuce salad. the hat boys. Every man's head ‘There is only one thing you get his own hatrack in a white tile cafe, free, That's the check they give so you have no chance of losing you when you enter, anything. Not even your appetite. ‘The chef in anew chow bazaar tke =‘The Q. L. magnates now that is sure some kitchen mechani¢, oustomers from the high of He alices the ham with his trusty sugar by not giving ‘em any at all, Gillette, he dips out the soup with @® The alabaster cateries now oper- patent soap shaker, and he counts ate day and night, the same as firet- out the beans with a reading glass, class burglars. And they give some They charge you for what you read service, too! You cant make a on the wall, not wha! you get on counterman sore by bawling him out your plate. for an overcharge. Before he gets On an order of beef you get the mad he counts ten and then punches cowhide and the stockholders get ft on the check. the gravy, When you order a It Is one swell business for cutting pxcep! ant to se Y e ” . —— ~ meee schooner of milk they get the jack the melons on dividend day, And it tue Siar cl ins oat whe wanton. in banded tie 4 printed tlip sipon and you get the gill, There areonly alwnys will be tll the customers ereyinote: to. tales none VacasCe, [OW role ay care and andrans. bycil rine Waitress Th Ja Tromoly two things a nickel will buy—a strike for holeproof doughnuts, = rder ernel io y ‘7 jegteld ? i iT oh world ter rouly 1a a tage because Speoaune, me el that @i © WU e arr ” phone call at the quick-Iunch pay 60-60 split pea soup, more coffee and 2 RENTS ARE Too HIGH | HE CAN ‘T AFFoRD IT! —— — WHY DON'T You PUT (T IN THE IN THE KITCHENETTE > ve NESDS TE ZB AARM To WAISE HIM IN BS CTHE MORNING si haf ‘become the vultures of the studios and theatrical offices, treading the bricks of Brondway year after year, sometimes getting an engagement in the ‘ chorus, in town, sometimes on the road and sometimes living off meagre earnings picked up in restaurants, laundries, and stores, waiting and hop- ing that Broadway will remember and Bend for thom. | But Broadway never remembers! | For a week I was tw adsume the per- whether you're bow-legged or knook- and the ambitions of Hannah kneed before they engage you.” of Hackensack, Nell of Nashville, Ada The man put bis head out ot the door. of Auburn, Hattie of Hoboken, Badio 1 felt as 1 had during the throes of of Syracuse, or little Miss Nobody of my first swimming son. It was Nowhere, and register the impressions sink or swim—and I literally swam experiences and attitudes of @ stage into his office after him. apd movie-mad girl who comes to “What is It? he said looking at me New York with nothing but her fer- keenly. vent desire to kick the bricks out of "An engagement,” I gulped, floun- Broadway to recommend her. dered and—— ‘Where should I go first? There can want to be in the Follies, I wtruok girl's first inquiry js always: IGHT take me on ff he saw IL MI Cade station and a cup of quick-lunch less crockery and a guaranteed count 1 finished lamely. ; “Where is Mr. Ziegfeld’s office?” eres DS DOW (de ewe kor Evening World.) € mn, hy vee Pabiohun flee, You can get your nickel for the beans, Ank the telephone lizards who hang The horrible thought was running Le res ~ feos elses Aa a 4 4: ! ae 4 we the tasthtel pale AY,” gaid Lucile the Waitresa, ing to the movies. And, of course, t Ow did ye enjoy Mrs. around the Tenderloin district of through my mind that possibly 1 6¢ c § te you enjoy r f Broadway or the children who impede Might be called upon to repeat Mise as the Friendly Patron bung S!Ve the papers the double O now and Blather’s afternoon tea?’ k to them even after all slaves we « >, t again.’ free. but, «© traffic on the corner above the New Matter-of Faci's performance, and I hin new derby hat where he “#8 should road Balzac,’ this asked Mr, Jarr. “Am 1 to MM i : ott ee a 0) 0 this as | am conc I believe thone Amsterdam Theatre, and they wil ail Gane < hn ei ary of could keep an eye on it, “what 40 fellow goes on. ‘He's great, His style Understand that {t was the firat im- faithful old col slaves in the pd gai) Cae the at ag jog ad had cok farmers at home aprazing tey call those fellows who get bugs is so delightful.’ portant function of the autumn social Seuth were a myth world’s mont famous beauty expert, horses and cattle. Besides, T felt sure ©n books?” tHe praises tis guy, Balsad, 80 season?” If Saar SiG stick it was peters much that I begin to get suspicious they Were waiting around in the hope hoping to become one of the world's “here was 4 run in my stocking! “Bugs? 1 give him a keen look, ike a woman _ “Now, don't try to be funny!" re- of gutting their money, or else they fame binutionl Broodeay att But “Mr. Fischrr” wasn't even in- “Yes, aippy over ‘em.” can, and say: Are you a writer?’ Pied Mrs, Jarr, “nobody who is any- were atraid of being #hot if the, went I was o bit confused w terested to that point at all. I had , a ine = ” wey oh maw, bod! aftarn Out on the streets and some of those the ninth floor of the th hoard that all theatrical managers at ‘Oh, You mean book-worms. Yes, to a certain extent,’ he says. body goes to the Ne affairs ONtierio Bouthern colonels caught “That's enough for me, L see through Mra. Blather gives. cut of them. I know the way ser- « « * “Yes, 1 knew it was some sort of But the poor old thera was no escret least held the ginis' hands, Tt just & Ast "Yor aie fet ane pM rile? Ab ain't, that's all," as one of my NewWs- ingoct title, but being nachurally panne . PInteaiane a . Liat soul is useful at times to run social vanty want days out and nights out ) office door at the right of the cleva- Paper contemporaries has sald timid, 1 didn't want to guese and otal! “ yoursell,” | errands for one, and on her mother'e these times in enough to make any- wish eto. «60 Mr. Fischer” pustled me out with onys. 4 bouy want to shoot them!" ioe whee sive were WRisperiOk 3 ; a “We'll send for you. I pce all the Make myvelf appear insidious. We ™'Ashamed of myself? Why? he tide she comes from one of those “hut you were Going (2 $a) she a + at ee ti biond @itls first and then we get ‘em to- had one of those fellows in here a Ane old Southern families that were ahout Mra. Blathers soolal funotion en. her akirt titted. ri ning means “oming in here and bragging ike ruined by the Civil War. But Mra which you have Jumt returned from,” very sedately Uke a Paquin mod That was a false move," Tadvired hang be reads a book with the other B Sane ; exhibiting two femininely attractive Myself as T started down in the cle- Why, [ haven't Dragged mother realy kent boaedian bi to get Mra. Jarr started on the ser- calves before the shrewd, brown eyos Vator. “L shovtld have seen Z:erteld Suddeniy he looka up at me and “That'll be all right, too,’ 1 says y kept & boarding house yunt question OP ata mina ahind: the dame “Take me back,” I directed the ele. says: Then I do @ hitchy-koo step tu the in Vicksburg, Miss., and the only way Weil,” replied Mrs. Jarr, “only My heart sunk with a thud, the Yator man, who without the least “Do you know Balzact’ Kichie-K.tch, leaving bim mortified to the family was ruined waa that the Clara Mudridge-Smith brought an in- 3 at this exhibition of tem- — “Me, of courve, not being confluent, the extreme, When I return he's di people who boarded with them paid cresting man the whole affair would me, than the explosion of the i) Perament guided the elevator back to with old Roman history, gets off appeared.” 7 Btreet bomb. Was thie what was ex- ¢hé ninth floor. wrong. 1 think he's talking about a “Had he bragged? naked the paul! RL. asa nay Sa . I snenked Into an oMce upon the vaudeville stunt . friendly, patron matter because, even during the Civtl Mudridge-8mith brought that made door of which was lettered “Florena ‘Sure,’ 1 says, ‘I saw Ball's act “Sure! Ain't you wine? War, they couldn't buy anything with the affair @ success then—a nobie- tiegfeld jr.” with @ weather-eye over at the Palace last week.’ “In what way?" cocked for ether.” while ago. As he sips soup with one Stryver told me that Mrs, Blather’s Suekosted Mr. Jarr, who did not wish sound of which was far worse, to In Confederate money, which atdn't MY reen As dull aa dishwater. pected at the very outset? From the- atrical stories read in magazines and newspapers, 1 had learned something of the happenings In theatrical oflces, COCKed but, Ike most people, had credited * Nhe eh much of tt to the newspapers who .The repre 9 were out full force, Black destred a story with a flavor Perea erad SHEht Gren : man?’ asked Mr. Jarr, “If you'll walt until 1 get off my hat, I'll tell You all about It,” replied ore wasn't Fischer.” It was then “Oh. nol’ he says. ‘I mean Balzac, "Why, this guy was Balzac, him- lock the wuthor, Are you familiar with self, and was doing a lot of self-ad entatives of the league him? vertinng,” said Lucile. “Belleve me, “Does any Mrs, Jarr "Look a’ here, Minter,’ I says, ‘I'm kid, they can't fool the little lady in Mr Jarr “Well, what did the baron look not familiar with no man. You bet white—no not for long, anyway.” “Mra, Blather does,” said Mrs. Jarr like, Clara Mudridge-Smith's baron?” one complain ASSES Sanat I looked wonderingly at the other but all murderous, were lev ter confine your ideas to Heking up ae asked Mr, Jarr ail cy tl ec b ; tote wits in a “4 5 oad ee me with the hostility of long range thet bean aes ” 7 ‘Baron, buh! This was better than Foe eee ee rttaiine 100k of ety Mr Ziegfeld Int T inquired of don't mean tha ‘T mean "a buyer for one of the big de- R 50 years thousands of housewives have saved g } - “heat j his secretary haye you read : ks?" suipaa aaa = eu.” hi i daw lie chanel ‘i | Bewcomers—a leagu nitir ith. OUTS CAC! a, un, fut rerervationa. {was to learn that A sigh titter from the benches, “No,' I says. ‘I confine all my read- k ® buyer i better than y by choosing H-O for their Oatmeal, t | welook, the countersign of the league, fen a ora, mingled =o with . 3 Diagnosed Froma immediately afterward, the best prise aked Mr, Jarr. very well be my trip over Broad. ‘éreeny.” I think I know now why should say be in" replied Mrs. Steam cooking in the Hornby Kitchens eliminates hours tough | Dicky-Boy’ s Diary for which one could contend. mys do, They have to know beside a person, even though you Besides, of course, it's fascinatin’ —— — “Do theatrical managers ever what will be the prise?” ake = She amiled radiantiy!, but said noth. cate ba A some men beat thelr wives imow that olber heraon tay ba OO: A buyer gets a princely sal- rig ¥ WY way = Calves _ “Oh, no." said the pretty young sec- ing to’ grab your soanty lunch of A uty and govs to Paris, war of cooking in your home. a | ' eects Hewteld wont be Bere Gatun Staokocs puta Sour teu e Tennis Lass nat noe a year and alw | Sadie Taught. Ntadless to go into de. YOU can't help becoming a Uitte hu . when a buyer a he le 6 This table is from U.S. Health Education Bulletin No. 2, ‘ man, FIRST saw her on the courts, slash- ; es haw Catsnenl leads 5 ‘sh Pp my chair up alongside of tile about the next five hours, IT sat ‘phe tall, red-haired (I suppose shi ing through set after set and 2 HO Nee 8 PUPAE ey - liana iiiiiiainiiats Nailed Maitercof-Pact on one of the hardest benches In one put “bronge” In her pieth ectitente) 0 er set ani a baron says he is a baron you ‘ “Did you get an engagement?” 1 of the me pointed girl beside me finally decided thut 1 sadly defeating her opponent, fot surprised when you te rn Oatmeal... 2,600 Rye flour | inquired ~ ‘ in t Many chorus was as harmloa: hedwehow with Who, #0 they sald, was doing his best eg Pt ty anata tes hel te Fores, ......, 2,300 Cornmeal, She stared tmpersonally. “T don't came into the office during those {ty quills hidden, and began to talk. to win her heart. When it was over wee aetna ee ee A wheat cereal #200 Macaroni B kn he sald come back ‘ow. hours, but not one left. ‘They Lou ain't had no experience, have whe looked at him sad} a uhaok we Aaa, se " ym Graham flour . 2,200 Another cereal. : “Come back to-morrow.” Then 1 and therein Hew the explana- ca ahe le ‘ b sedly and shook Ber leis shop 2 enawld any: Barley, . 4,160 Farina... , j did not know, but now I realixe that stick around.” It > MY negative reply she advised, Dead. He knew that it was over, And ane A * pa in that ane encounter I had struck the is "quite tne t n the stage busl- “Aw, chuck It, kid. Go on down to though autumn was nearly here, I de- that more inte keynote of Broadway, the song be- ness, infact |tisthe first step toward the movies or back home und sit on oided to make the beat of the time I | y. “And thin one spoke THE H-O COMPANY Fl Pe veo Xi ‘ hind the roar, and the motif of success in the most puggling, fascina- the front porch with your best beau ; 4 2 # for the coming win- “T want ” everything amid its gayety, disappointing game on earth, It ain't ne game for a greeny.” haddeth Bo t was spsroduond to her oT, ; some more’ “ What I did think was, “Lucky girl The girls were all “old-timers,” t n't you @ ‘greeny’ once &nd at once she suggested a game of the r i I wonder {f I will be as fortunate as eaoh with her own story, the ending yoursel tennis on rhe aty I could make j she.” of which had not becn happy, else “Yes. But of course 1 couldn't We played, and such a game |t was 5 Wail Street to buy you } “Did you—er—have to—show your she would not then have been waiting know what Ido now, I've been at it ‘Two long seta found us tied in a deuce Ralen Ch FE AVR @ legs?” I stammored for the privilege of seeing Mr, Zieg- now about six years, and of course pet at Mia dase, *italae te “Why of course,” Miss Matter-of- feld. He would have sent for her I'm etuck. Can't do anything else. “I'm going to beat you,” she cried i , rd 40 ‘act looked her contempt. “You al- When one aitsfornearly ive hours That's the way with most of us bere. “No, I contradicted. “And if I do, » iseawnare we'll moet’ Wall Street pony for “But not any TNT, thank you!” re- . | MARA Jat Tad she tnouedt that HORNBY'S OATMEAL eae | 4 . h Vi By an Old inhabitant, love to you?" I ventured timidly ing. I saw her sparkling teeth and qT on this page to- The answer will be published Thurs: her ruddy lips and resolved to win was a bad joke * + reenwich Village Landmarks his page oil be publian mer EGGY ue and rected to. wn isis ba Joke Sah! angord au l