The evening world. Newspaper, December 14, 1922, Page 24

OHNNIE SMITH, ten, lives with big Tom Barber, a longshoreman of prodigious strength, in a flat in New York's most densely populated section. Johnnie, who knows nothing of his origin, is maid of all work in the Barber flat. Another member of the family is Barber's aged father, a veteran of the Civil War, who lives in a wheel chair and enjoys Johnnie's make-believe imeys to make-believe places, yy a make-believe butler named mister Buckle. Ci: is the boy's sister, so far has learned what he knows from Cis's school books and he reads and im- agines. He uses a make-believe telephone in calling make-believe friends, Rockefeller, all without knowing it, luxuriating in_ make-believe feasts served a girl older than Johnnie, he knows, and he loves and Mr. Astor, Mr. Vanderbilt and M are on friendly terms with Johnnie Smith. Iwo hours of travel and feasting with his milhonaire friends ha: Johnnie and threatens dire punishment. affection is greater than her knowledge of En, a housecleaning as the Barber flat seldom got. Johnny wanders from home, to Broadway, to Pifth Avenue and there for the first time sees a real book store. A woman who gees and appreciates his interest gives him a bundle of books, among them Aladdin. (Copyright, 1823, by D. Appleton & Co.) CHAPTER IX, indpa and with telephoning to aused the housework to suffer, Barber returns, seives neighbor Mra, Kukor, whose intervenes and assists in such many teeth. As for the other eye, was brushed aside under the band of The man soratched a match, and He left the avenue, turning east.| st an end of a olgar afire. No window, however beautiful, him to pause. And soon he was gazing | ‘ up at a structure which, big as !t (for {t seemed to occupy a whole block), was plainly not tn use. It sulted him finely. On one aide of this old palace a flight of steps led to Beside the steps was set a emall, pine box. Johnnie had hunted a vacant building with the Intention of But now he decided to , and steal into the palace later, under cover of the dark. Down r, he began politely, “where did y’ buy your pants?’ The effect of this question was startling. The man rescued the ciga then emitted an almost catli: . Several people had been watching him from a distance Now, hearing the yowl, these onlookers drew near. rose then and descended the steps. “Come on, a small door. Johnnie was hungry, That invita- tion was welcome, He held out a eyed . pushed his way through the crowd without looking to right or left, and led Johnnie down the street. Johnnie felt flattered. He made up The afternoon went swiftly. The nearest street lamp was lighted in advance of the dark. Jolhnnte did not know when lamplight took the place of daylight. Princess, who began to be tired declaration of , interrupted him ‘Let us drink firrt, and then y what you will afterward;’ same time she set the cup to her If while the African magician who was wine off first, drank . In finishing it he had reclined his head back to show his eagerness and remained some time The Princess kept the cup at her lips, till she saw his eyes turn in his head——" !"' erled Johnnie relieved, for his hair was damp with anxiety. ‘ve turned in his head!"* the Great Horn Spoon!"" ‘his exclamation, drawled in a nasal eame from the steps at his back. clutching his book to his mind to be seen talking to his fared along. “Guess you're not a longshoreman,"’ he sald, to begin the conversation. drawled the older; mysteriously, ‘‘Wal, sonny, I'll tell y' if I am, I ain't never yet found it Johnnie tried another query. —and what do y’ do?" he asked. I val-lay a hoss,"’ Johnnie was no wiser than before. You—you do that back there?” he ventured next. In the Garden.” Now Johnnie was } “Do you grow cabbage in your gar- “or—or diamonds ‘Oh, a little of both. But—thts ain't what you'd call a good year for dia- S ‘oo many cutworms.”* "—Johnnie put a note of up the very | BOOKS, BOOKS, BOOKS! THOUGHT OF SUCH A PLACE AS HE SAW. However, every man and woman down upon the forehead in a smooth,|'" the chuck-house how plump y’ showed excitement on the appearance ,shining bang which in that state. velessly lost: den?" he asked, stopped eating. bent to all sides, whispering. protrud One of the ladies in|*S large white showed them to chairs at elther]ing as hi side of a table; a second lady con- He started up. genuine sympathy into his “how'd you come t’ lose your eye “My eye? Wal, this is how—I jes’ atu'lly got it pinched In the door."” The one-eyed man halted before the the supper line. To his enraptured gaze was vouch- F interesting ma: anybody he hat » beheld in the flesh. and slender, and wore . aid vest hanging open kept together watch-chain, a and—most wonderful of res , all down the front, The one-eyed man was now bare- And Johnnie suddenly noted, is blazing, glassed-in front of a restau- rant that fairly dazzled the wight. than when covered; did not seem the picturesque, almost & moment before, but |! Ayan if we wa oy were cooking things in plain view of man now boldly opened a door more men in women similarly garbed. walls of the great I! of a sultan’s pal And seated at long tables we didly attired men and women, ing their supper as calmly as if is magnificence were them—though subtracted from the br look of his wer — naturally — in had mouse sches that gave the worn askew, nish eye, set ¢ nose that was lik Under the leath- drooping, palish mus a mouth that had lost whereas it should have been bi the upper end o} been wet-combed. ery nose was especially over the top of the him through. JOHN WANAMAKER, THE MERCHANT An Analysis of His Success as Seen By One Who Has Been His Intimate Business Associnte For Twenty-three Years. BY JOSEPH H. APPEL. 9. He was free— eating his own business from the never shackled,|on the very opposite made his buy system of speclali- zation and buye , nor the public r with all with whom he had than John Wanar aker pl » but he did it ' ns. His whole merchan was based on fairnes: other men, other sy laws and common prudence dictate dising systen: 1 squareness, He was sincere in every- whatever he servation w 5. He believed in himself and in his ress, in his people originality of Johr He dreamed dreams. He was always on the job. From store opening tu store closing 8 undoubtedly 1 and the merchandise bie mn wy Mccain wcule He made his dreams come true, He accepted no limitations. no merehant . He was always fit fis voice in aj or conditions He thought and noted in large sider he was never nar Vis mind grasped the buriness and of life He was a big operator John Wanamaker ow," im hi 8 tal and his actions, Jue in business of ke and he kept fit 8. He dared to do. n the retatl fo’ cayried through big deals, 15, Yet he wae careful of de Not tn any Aense a detall man, yot he was careful tn all the way he drensed He was trus—to } He plungedand sometimes Vanamaker never fooled hi (not a quarter- stayed, a bright, pat, on a doll’s dish of a plate. And as Johnnie had not tasted butter for a very long time, he proceeded now to eat the choicest thing first. As for the one-eyed man, his knife was going between the dish of beans and his mouth with mechanical regu- larity. Johnnie was hungry too. Twice during the meal’ he reached down and let out the strap, Half an hour, and as he himself expressed it, he was “tuffed like a sausage."’ The orange, he dropped into his shirt-band with the books, there being no space for it Internally. “It was a feast!’’ pronounced phere borrowing from the lan- his friend Aladdin. A mo- teat ter he gasped as his host carelessly rang a fifty-cent piece upon the table top. ‘Then the meal had cost so much as that! But still another moment, and the one-eyed man had halted at a desk which stood close to the front door, and was throwing down a one-dollar bill, together with some ailve: Johnnie knew something was wrong. His host was forgetful. * paid the lady!” he warned in a whispe! The other nodded sadly. “Yeppie,"" he returned. ‘‘But y’see, sonny, if you got jes’ one eye, they make y’ pay twicet!”* They fared forth and away in the same order as they had come, But not so silently. “Say, what in thi me o’ Sam Hil! y’ got cached inside that shirt?’’—this was the one-eyed man, “Books, returned Johnnie, “and the orange.” = “Y' don’t tell me? And what y’ want me t’ call y'?"" “My name's Johnnie Smith.” The truth was too simple to be be- Meved, “Aw, git out!” laughed the one-eyed man, “Goin’ back home ‘night?” Johnnie raised startled eyes. “N-n-no, I-i-if I was to ld have to take @ terrible lickin’.” “Mm. Your paw?—or your maw?” “No relation at all,” protested Johnnie, “Just the man where | live.” NEVER IN HIS IMAGININGS HAD HE “Ho feeds y’ O. K.,” put in the other. “I wag noticin’ back yonder are.” escort. They|inch too soon) turned to sweep left. Johnnie grasped the others hand of tce water. host, shorn of less attractive ‘see what It the shaggy | pen his mi Jand vegetable cof and butter. had recently | bread It Wr also fine and| Butter! Johnnie almost thought|tried to pull free of his compan this was one of Buckle’s meals, and} The one-eyed man held on, , from where ft had been brought|that the butter would melt. ness and sagaciousness, that carried, }fe would catch others In errors much loftener than they would catch htm, and he made oth-| 16. He always did the unexpected. that tes used to figure of what John expected to do—and e the best guess. 8 and execy- | Wanamaker nd make their} this opposite would He deliberately planned originality. a merchant—and he| , ‘7 He was hospitable to the last made his people merchants, degree, in his home, his office, always was this feeling His hat was swinging froma near-| phing so! W'y, he by hook, Under the hat was a sign. Watch your Hat and Coat. He reached to touch the one-eyed} at least five times as much pants!"* * he Tiererst They what'll] steps. ‘Do y’ go t’ school?” asked ee total] ‘The second lady was back, Jored|ing a smoking dish of mingled meat] that feller! | , another of pork and] He must get away! Suddenly and| throwing all the weight of himself bring- | Hm!— § milk, an orange, But it {sonny his store hospital- They started! They] Out from the front of his throat] firmly and flashed up a beguiling 1 an Adam's apple that was|smile. “He don't ever feed mo like 1 tanned and tough-look-| you do,” he declared, with dazzling nose. On that prominence | Jiplomacy. a number of long pale hairs had their] The compliment was grandly descended to listen to their wants in| roots. These travelled now high, now] passed over. “But he shore dresses ‘About them people |!ow, as the one-eyed man drank deep tiptop!" “y'—y’ think 0?” nrust jes’ about go broke at {t! Lookee! Twicet as much shirt as y’ need, ar d at the foot of th the one-eyed man, , and. mild. “Huh!" ejaculated the other, slew-| Johnnie shook his head. “He don’t in full view, |ing that one green eye round, "That's |let_me. | andish| jes’ it! If y’ watch, nuthin'll hap-| “He don't let y’,"? drawled the other, “Don't let y’ go v' school y' know, I think I'd like and his books into the effort, Johnnic * he cried, as if suddenly re- closed up all his troubles in his office as he shut the door and forgot t until the mext day. He never worried nor fretted even in the dark panics of business. : 24, He never sacrificed creative- ness to efficiency. His stores © often criticised as not being efficient—in the German sense of the term. But creativencss is greater than efficiency, and wher efficiency interfered with true c ativeness he sacrificed it. He kept oben taloey nself open co to the fi hip mad a n ¥ee- ity, “One seemed to breathe it In the bY 5 spirit ‘through 1 ‘ore Hmitations |2i%- In reality it was Wanamaker at-| 214 he kept his people and . mospher aaced on him. | MOSP that busine powers of ob: uncanny, John Wanamaker, Ile saw “ser-| John .Wanama wherever he| growing. He was ina pile of| He had the vision shopping, treatment, home free concerts and entertain- He had the “Third Eye.’ |pitatities that t for only reflected the hos- famed lity of | over him.| 18. He was always youthful. stopped tion open to this spirit 25, He was always breaking re ords. This was perhaps the ruling pas sion of his life—to do better ¢ 1d. to break records, T 3 spirit Na try dina very human sto a8 lated } Wanar self only three years ¢ men how we causht one day,” he said to t wall, He th, He an] accompanied him on one of his fi beauty and when most men had quit active] trips in Florida, “You me side, 'T t as though he die. } aid the doctor, “how you causit all} piritual By 19. He educated himself—and kept] ti.nu0 flsh—148 king fish, y that only gen ever at it. iacoi equound tNo,!? aw the good and developed With little schooling he] Wanamaker, ‘1,291 pounds ling the bad, |had to go to fourteen pounds,” the d ved the wheat Years old, he educated himself as few] 4" smile, But not eitnk 1 en have been was] proceed, Mr. Wanamaker told him n p ' ' ' ORY WItHOUE | A n his hand. | jow it was done Salar th ), Yet ho learned most from men and] «qt was just like this," he sald. "v was alw nature went out at 9 o'clock in th orn 1 With busine 1 capacity ng It wan't s even to the it, Ho ad-|ment, Many ¢ mself or] out had un-|he only listened limitations | he did. came them. With big things of |only thing in life le. ho dld—even tn He dtd a fervice or lo odie 20. He was a good listener. wadlog him almost c pa- |ently to hear a man’s story, some- point of embarrass- man talked himself John Wanamaker's office while was not} 21, He concentrated on everything hundred subjects to con- uld concentrate » as though that were the He would empty He was not a| his mind of everything except the one thing under consideration, ani| 22. He never forgot. Even in old age his memory con- | tinued almost infallible. He never for- got people or friends or faces, in a larger sonse he never forgot one's day he And He never carried home busin the day's work was done | g freel and the fish were bit doctor not being Vv well that ¢ lounged back in his seat and when | saw that his eyes were closed I kr that his Hne would not take up satch, 80 I took it up and handle with my own, It was a troll line And with two troll lines I caught t 148 fish before we came home t day. Sometimes I would catch v fish In five minutes. I pulled them in myself, at least to the boat. I had some help in geting them overboa ‘As the fish began to come in I said to myself, now I will stay until I cat titty. When fifty were caught the doctor sald, now you must stop and go home, No, I said, I must cat fitty-elght, the record catch I mace last year So I kept it up until I} sixty-three, “The doctor sald well, now, you must go home at least when you itel seventy-five, All right, I s¢ ne wil catch seventy-five. When | ich Little Poor Boys Christmas Club 'OR Christmas, make some child a gift of the “Oh, dear,” protests the child, “do you mean Politeness, or Sympathy, or something like that?” I mean nothing quite that substantial. I mean a present the child can do for, care for, defend, sacri- fice for, and love—something little, weak, dumb, helpless, loving. Suggestions: Dog, cat, pony, rabbit, goat, duck, little red hen, guinea-pig, canary, or a family of swimming gold that’ll eat crumbs, A child has to be so many things to a pet—teacher, provider, friend, comrade, doctor, and legal- adviser (if the pet starts a fight). But it isn’t what Johnnie does for, say, dog— that’s only half of it; it’s what doing for the dog does for Johnnie. RYBODY eligible to membership, boys from five to ninety-five— girls too—who wants to see every child in Greater New York have Each member can choose his or her way of keeping the pledge. Send your pledge, TELL WHAT YOU'LL DO. Then do it. That’s all. 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