The Texas City Star (Texas City, Tex.), Vol. 2, No. 298, Ed. 1 Wednesday, January 20, 1915 Page: 3 of 4
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TEXAS CITY STAR, WEDNESDAY, JANUARY 20, 1915.
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DOINGS OF THE VAN LOONS
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IMPORTED GOODS OUR SPECIALTY
MUSEUM SALOON
L. VAIANI, Prop.
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GALVESTON, TEXAS.
Vain Individual—No, I don’t “I haven’t taken it; I’ve only and sailed for America.
Davis’ Bar
In The Hospital.
All kinds of the
a loan too.—Philadelphia Ledger
best of drinkables
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It is a far cry from soft-ton-
lustrous rugs to eggs and
ltry, but it was Mr. S. H.Na-
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48 hours to Washington D. C.
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they do want to buy rugs of this '
quality.
49 hours and 30 minutes to Baltimore
54 hours to New York.
65 hours to San Francisco.
“And right from the start I
noticed an American custom that
was at first almost incomprehen-
sible to me, but which proved to
be the key to my American suc-
cess.
The Unspeakable Turk.
It was Thomas Carlyle who
invented the famous “unspeak-
able Turk” phrase.
Truth About a Baby
The truth about a baby is that
.6 doesn’t resemble anybody in
particular.—Exchange.
No Match for Him.
Stranger—Have you a match,
sir?
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Car Service; Equipment All-Steel Cars, Electric Lights and Fans.
Or His Heir.
Alice—What is your favorite
air?
Betty—The millionaire.—Bos-
ton Transcript.
A Losing Game
Lots of men have tried to kill
time, but time has seen them all
in their graves.—Detroit Jour-
nal.
Such a Slam!
“I always weigh my words.”
“But you give good measure.”
—Philadelphia Ledger.
Well, Why Is It?
Why is it that if it goes by ship
it is a cargo and if it goes by car
it is a shipment?—Kansas City
Star.
THE SOUTHWESTERN
TELEGRAPH & TELEPHONE
COMPANY
FOREIGNER GRASPS ADVERTISING
IDEA SUCCESSFULLY
Galveston
Brewing Company
The Futurist Painter.
Painting to the Futurist is no pretty
and soothing art to be hung in a room
and discussed at discreet dinner par*
Tampico and Vera Cruz
For particulars apply to—
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and transportation all cost money; then too, time is an
important item.
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we think of the hen’s.
“Wherever I went, into the
country or into cities—on rail-
road trains, in the hotels, on the
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longevity. For my own part, I
am reluctant to lay down any
hard and fast rule for the de-
tection and conviction of a clear
case, and yet those I chiefly sus-
pect are these:
“The man who smokes at his
work as well as at home.
“The man who wants a pipe
before breakfast.
“The man who must light cig-
arettes between the courses of a
restaurant dinner.
“The man who looks as if he
he had lost his last friend when-
“That little chicken is a glut-
ton.”
“Yes; it takes a peck at a
time.”—Columbia Jester.
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“You Americans are used to
as an American business man
that I set out to follow the hen’s j
example and and became a news-
paper advertiser.
“You see, in my country, Ar-
menia, advertising is practically
unknown. There are no news-
papers excepting in Constanti-
nople, and in that we can not ad-
vertise.
“There are practically no fac-
tories. Rugs are made in the
homes by the peasants, from the
wool of their own sheep. They
are then peddled, or sold to ex-
porters’ agents, who go about the
country buying them.
“My father and brothers were
among the foremost Armenian
exporters of rugs and art goods
until about twenty-five years ago
but they lost practically every-
thing they had during the mas-
sacres.
country where business is carri-
ed on through barter, tell you
HOW TO TELL WHEN A MAN
IS SMOKING TOO MUCH
Nurse—Can you stand alone? Armenian way—going about the
Patient—Yes, and I can stand country in search of business.
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spired by adventure and discovery. It
is a violent stimulant, to be taken only
now and then, deadly as whisky, if too
often repeated; but never an opiate,
never narcotic with sleep. The Futur-
ist destroys everything soft, gracious, i
effeminate, subdued and moribund. He
works with brilliant colors and sharp
angles. He strives to find plastic
equivalents for all appearances of our
actual life—its noises, smells, music
halls, factories, trains and harbors. He
tells us that noises and smells may be
in form concave or convex, triangular,
elliptical, oblong, conical, spherical,
spiral; and as for their color, he say?
the smell of machinery and sport, for
instance, is nearly always red; the
smell of restaurants and cafes is sil-
very, yellow or violet; the smell of
animals yellow or blue. Let us not
laugh too soon. Noises and smells are
only states of mind, and we talk of
jealousy (which is a state of mind) as
green or green-eyed; in anger we say
we "see red;” in melancholy we
"have the blues.”—Atlantic Monthly.
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Him.
“The possibilities for success
that that realization opened up
before me fairly dazzled me. I
wondered how any American
could remain poor.
“I went back to St. Louis and
started to advertise in the
newspapers. I began by spend-
ing in them what my former
traveling expenses came to. Re-
sults were immediate. My news-
paper advertisements reach peo-
ple I couldn’t reach in any other
way.
Life Breath of Business
“I tell you, young man, the
advertising pages of your news-
papers are the life breath of
business.
“I am selling an absolute lux-
ury—I not only have to convince
people that they should come
here when they want to buy—
but I have to convince them that
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Home Companied Rollin Lynde
Hartt writes an article entitled
“Swearing Off” which is the con-
fession of an ex-smoker. He
says that there are some clear
cases of men who are smoking
too much, and then he goes on in
part as follows:
“What constitutes a clear case
Atuhorities differ. So do indi-
viduals. What is one smoker’s
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His Fling.
Strange, but a young man’s
idea of having his fling is to
throw himself away.—Florida
Times-Union.
Value of a Banking Connection
you are familiar in any way with the up-
H hill fights of successful men or women,
EEb you can readily appreciate how often a
bank account or an association with a
reputable bank has saved these people from em-
barrassment time after time in the early days.
The first step in a successful career is an active connec-
tion with a bank of integrity and stability like ours.
We make our depositors feel at home. By little acts of
courtesy and help we show we are at their service, always
ready and willing to help them in any financial problem.
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Greek.” what few treasures we had saved
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___________PULLMAN ACCOMMODATIONS ASSIGNED___________
________TRAIN LEAVES TEXAS CITY l;5O P. M. DAILY
D. J. PRICE, G. P. & T. A. S. L. WERDEN, Ticket Agt".
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opened my first store.”
Discovers American Advertising
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-fes Chanticleer: women read them, children read "Judging from the number of calls his slavry rests far more
“The ogg of the duck are ouite hem—master and mistress read customers in here now, Mr. Na- lightly upon him than he real-
as rich and tasty,” he explained them, servants read them—-rich higian, “you’re getting a pretty izes. After his first tussle, he
“And the only reason in the and poor, high and low—every- good start toward your ninetee will be able to carry cigars about
world that we have come to de- body read newspapers. fifteen $200,000 I remarked, as in his pockets or keep them in
mand hen eggs is that she adver- "Then 1 watched, and found he walked with me to the doo his house for his friends as I do,
tises that they were reading not only between the heaps of' rich ruce and not feen the faintest craving
“When a hen lays an egg, she the news, but that American that his low-toned salesmen were for a smoke absolutely not the
makes such an outlandish racket newspapers had whole pages de- displaying to groups of purchas- saintest "
telling everybody that she has voted to advertising where ers.
laid it, and how much better it is merchants like me could tell all “Yes,” he smiled, as he die
than anybody else’s, that we’ve these thousands of people about placed the door man and himsolf
I simply fallen into the way of what they had to sell and bring opened the door for a woman who
thinking that hen eggs are the them into our stores, instead of had just become the possessor of
only eatable kind. While a duck racing about the country getting a handsome Sarouk. “They’re
just takes it for granted that i only a few personal sales!
everybody will know she is in the I
egg-laying business and that her your wonderful opportunities—
eggs are as good as the hen’s, some of you don t appreciate Christmas checks with us.”
without a word from her. Con- them. But I, who come from a
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Placing the Blame.
“Is the congressman a self
made man?”
“No, machine made.”—Ex-
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The wickedest old man in town sat
at his desk in a room on the fortieth
story of a skyscraper. He was finger-
ing a letter which he had just re-
ceived; after a while he rose and went
to a card index catalogue.
"Randall—Randall,” he muttered,
and began examining the records tin-
der that name.
He seemed perplexed, for he could
not remember where the Randalls
came from, if he had ever known.
Somewhere out West, he fancied. He
was still examining the catalogue
when the boy brought in a card, and
he resumed his chair just in time to
be able to rise and welcome a girl
Who entered nervously and with evi-
dent signs of agitation.
“Sit down, Miss Randall,” said the
wickedest old man in town, offering
her a chair.
But she refused to be seated, and,
opening her reticule, took out a letter
and a clipping and flung them angrily
Upon the desk.
“I received your blackmailing
scheme,” she cried. “Well, do you
think you can do what you threaten
and get away with it?”
“Madam, I have been getting away
with it for fifteen years,” answered
the wickedest man in town.
The girl collapsed into the chair
and burst into tears. The wickedest
man in town seemed really concerned
about her.
“Now, now, control yourself," he
said soothingly. “This is a simple
business proposition. I edit a paper
devoted to news of the socially elite.
I have received very interesting in-
formation about your family which
would make good reading. Before
printing it I submitted a copy of it
to you—a proof, we call it—asking
you whether you wish it to appear,
and, if not, whether you would care to
call here to'discuss the matter. Well?’'
But as the girl only stared at him
in helpless aversion, the wickedest
man in town proceeded to read the
article slowly, with due enunciation
of every word.
" ‘The Randall-Robinson wedding
which takes place on the day follow-
ing the return of the bridegroom from
England, next month'—”
“Yes, you coward,” interrupted the
girl. “If Mr. Robinson were here you
would not dare to print that. He
would thrash you within an inch of
your life.”
“Madam,” said the “wickedest man
in town, “I have been thrashed within
an inch of my life at least once a
year since I became an editor. I
thrive on it.”
And he continued to read:
“ ‘Will excite great interest, on ac-
count of the interesting past of the
Randalls. Coming from’—I left a
blank there for you to fill in,” he con-
tinued.
“How much do you want to keep
that out of your paper!" demanded
Miss Juanita.
“Tush, my child!” answered the
wickedest man in town. “You admit
its truth, then?”
“How much?” repeated the girl in-
flexibly.
“I have some other interests be-
sides editing my paper, ’ pursued the
wickedest old man in town thought-
fully. “I have a good deal of mining
stock.”
“How many shares do you want me
to buy?” inquired the girl.
“But it is not for sale. However,
if you are really thinking of buying
mining stock I can put you in touch
with a good friend of mine who has
some for sale, I believe. -I will ask
him to call on you tonight. However,
Miss Juanita, it would be better for us
to be entirely frank with each other.
Since I gather that you are averse to
having that item inserted, it shall not
be inserted. I always try to please
my friends. But now, tell me, where
do you come from?”
“I won’t tell you.”
"Your mother’s maiden name, then,”
urged the wickedest old man in town.
“What are you going to do with that
information?”
“Keep it, my dear, for a hundred
years longer than I live. Come, be as
frank with me as you would be with
your lawyer. Who are your people?”
“My mother was a Miss Rogers of
Austin,” answered the girl.
The wickedest old man in town
bowed, and, walking to the catalogue,
took out the Randall card. He showed
it to the girl, and then tore it into
tiny pieces, which he let flutter through
his fingers into the waste-paper bas-
ket.
“Good day, Miss Randall,” said the
wickedest old man in town. “My
friend will not call on you with that
mining stock.”
“But—but,” stammered the girl, “the
article—”
“Will never be published,” answered
the other, taking up the proof and
tearing it, likewise, into small pieces.
“Good day once more.”
“But why did you send for me?” the
girl demanded uneasily.
“To verify my suspicions,” answered
the wickedest old man in town. “You
need have no further fears, good day.”
When at last the girl was gone the
wickedest old man in town sat down
at his desk and fell into an abstrac-
tion.
“I wonder what Molly Randall would
say if she knew who her husband is?”
ne ejaculated “Gad that girl is a
WICKED OLD MAN
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think so.—Boston Transcript. been exposed to it.”—Yale Rec-
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