Bohemia nugget., January 27, 1899, Image 6

V
. OUXG Mr. Johnson
had ulromly several
r a z o r 8 when ho
bought a set of seven,
encli marked with a
tiny of the week unit
arranged In order in
a case. Ills beard
was not heavy In
deed, his mustache
was pale and wispy
Mit he was cxtromenly neat, and lie In
nsieu on siiaviuK uiuistii. iv utum
mat It was necessary to have many
razors to have one alwn.vs ready. There
were the razors that hts father had
'ased before hliu, they were of French
wake, a handle with several extreme
ly thlu blades; there was a fat razor of
boarding school days that was includ
td In a swap of a sled for a banjo; there
were razors of English and American
make; but young Mr. Johnson's favor
ite was white-handled, and It was to
him as the apple of his eye.
Mr. Johnson married when ho was
about 25 years old a pretty girl of 20.
She danced, and played waltzes on the
piano, and she was sweet and amiable.
They were happy, especially Sunday
mornings when Mr. Johnson did not
leave the house. They breakfasted late,
and it was one of the wife's amuse
ments to watch her husband shaving nt
his leisure. Those days he chose his
white-handled razor. She would laugh
at him when his face was covered with
lather; she would keep saying, "Don't
cut yourself, dear," and when his chin
and cheeks appeared, smooth and
shining, she would throw her nrius
about him, and cuddle ngalnst his
breast, and say, "I never could love
you If you had a beard," and then she
would kiss him In the neck. And Mr.
Johnson, holding the razor in the air
above his head, would smile complacently.
They were happy In this foolish fash
ion for a year or so.
One morning Mr. Johnson did not
leave the house, although the day was
Tuesday, not Sunday. He did not
shave himself; In fact, he had not
shaved himself for two or three days.
The next week a barber came and
brought his favorite raz6r, and Mr.
Johnson was clean and smooth for his
co ill n.
At first Mrs. Johnson insisted that
her husband's things should remain
Just where lie left them. And so in the
bath-room the straps and the hones and
the brushes nnd the soaps were ready
to be used, and the razors were In
order. The white-handled one was
nearest the glass, and the others ac
knowledged its claim.
Mrs. Johnson would look at these
things, and tears would come to her
eyes. For the first month she kissed
the white-handled razor daily. Her
sister Maria, who had come to live
with her "until I die," said Lucy, "for
I know I shall follow Harry soon" dis
couraged her In "such nonsense." And
gradually Mrs. Johnson began to find
pleasure iu life. One night when Mr.
Mortimer called she was persuaded to
play a waltz, and she even sang a pret
ty song, entitled, "Love for Eternity."
Mr. Mortimer's calls were frequent,
lie was a thick-set fellow, with a bushy
black beard. His vitality In a room
stirred the pictures on the wall; chairs
dressed leisurely. After ho had had
his batli he strolled about In the batlit
robe. He glanced at the newspaper,
cleaned a pipe, ami then proceeded to
bring out fresh underclothes and linen.
Lucy in morning gown following him
from room to room. Mi. Mortimer was
putting on n boot. "Hullo!" ho ex
claimed; "I forgot to trim my corn!"
Ho went Into the Imth-room, took tire
white-handled razor, nnd, stooping
over, began operations. Lucy lauuhetl
and kept saying, "Look out, dear; don't
cut yourself." And when lie had imred
almost to the quick, nhc said: "If I
were you I'd keep that old razor for
your corn. Perhaps you might sell the
others. You'll never need thorn. I
don't see how a woman can marry n
mm-
won't cut Yornsni.F, deaii.'
man without a beard lie isn't a man."
And she cuddled against his breast and
kissed him below the right ear. A dis
creet maid coughed near the door and
said: "Breakfast is served." Boston
Journal.
YOUtfO MR. JOIINSOy.
nnd sofas were uneasy until ho had
made a wise choice. Ho was prosper
ous in business and fond of farce-comedy.
When ho was dressed for a call
or a dinner he smelled of musk. Mrs.
Johnson became accustomed to him,
nnd nt the end of a year and a half she
was Mrs. Mortimer.
Tho wedding was quiet, nnd even the
bridegroom was comparatively quiet
Thero was a Journey; New York and
Washington hotels entertained "Mr.
Mortimer and lady," and the routine of
daily life begau in tho flat In which
young Mr. Johnson had reigned.
Sunday came, and Mr. Mortimer
On Ilia Natlvo Nerve.
"That was a strange experience," ad
mitted the traveling man when somt
one had recalled the Incident to him.
"I'll tell you on the level that it con
verted me to the theory that there is a
destiny that shapes our end. and that
the fellow who is willing to drift is not
such a chump after all.
"As the boys say, I was on my up
pers. No one questioned my ability on
the road. I could sell goods to men
Who had no real use for them, and
you'll admit that to be the supreme test
of a drummer. If I had one forte
above another, it was that of selling
stoves. I could get rid of a hard-coal
burner In a soft-coal district, and I
could place a consignment of wood
stoves In the middle of a prairie dis
trict. "One morning I waked up In the mod
ern Troy of New York, without a cent
and without a job. To most men the
situation would have been as cold as a
polar expedition, but, as Intimated, I'm
a fatalist After Jollying the bartender
for a patriotic cocktail and the barber
for a shave, I went to the nearest stove
factory. The clock struck 12 Just as I
entered the place. Before the hand
some young man at the desk could say
a word I had told him that I was on
time. I think the remark was the In
spiration of an extremity.
" 'We'll not stop to discuss terms at
this time,' he said. 'You have an bout
in which to catch a train. Hero's your
expense money. It Is a new route, but
It will servo to try you out.' I was
kuocked daffy, but I took the money,
caught the train, and sold steles right
and left. In a week I had a letter from
the house asking who In the world I
was and where I came from. The oth
er fellow, for whom I wa3 mistaken,
had shown up and claimed the Job. But
they told me to fire away, and they
raised my salary. I'm with 'em yet"
Detroit Free Press.
THE MAKING OF A SHOE.
Inventive Oenlim Him Mmle Wonderful
Improvements in tho Operation.
It is a far cry from tho cobbler of
iiftv vwirs iiL-o. sitting on lib little
bench pegging away at the pair of shoes
for his neighbor, which must he done
on tho morrow, to tho modern methods
and machines for shoo nianufacimv.
Notwithstanding the fact that science
has made tremendous advances and
Invention has done mighty things In til
most every brunch of Industrial lift',
somehow or otlwr, most people still
keep lit their minds the vision of the
t-hoonmker of old, bonding over his
task nnd patiently boring nnd stitching,
now and then stopping to wax over
his thread. But far different Is It now.
Machines, with the moat astonishing ac
complishments, pound ami hammer and
stitch lu place of the human hands
which lent themselves to this work In
the former time. And yet It seems to
one watching tho proces-HS, as If hu
man hands were somewhere concealed
lu these cases of Iron, so deft nnd won
derful are the parts. Fanry a machine
which can cut and sew 11,500 button
holes a day and then revolve lu your
; mind the long and weary tolHng of tho
j tired lingers which might have the
1 same amount of work to do. In Homo
cases a pair of shoes goes through I'll)
distinct processes lu the course of Its
manufacture. A pair of shoos has
been turned out In twenty-eight niln
' utes, but that Is exceptional, and the
manufacturers like better to tako time
for the goods to rest a bit after somo
t of the processes. A trip by a Free
Press was made through ono of De
i troit's big factories the other day, and
some interesting things were noted.
The factory has a capacity of -1.000
pairs a day, although this limit has
never been reached, and 11,000 a day,
or six pairs a minute, is keeping the
hands pretty busy.
Tho hides and1 skins come In with
ragged edges, some with holes here and
there, others with unbroken surfaces.
It Is necessary lu some way to get at
tho quantity of leather In these pieces,
a puzzling Job. But brains have solved
tho problem, nud there stands a ma
chine for doing the entire work. The
skin Is put Into the machine as into a
planer and the number of square feet
and Inches In its surface Is Indicated
on a dial. The amount of labor wived
on account of the Irregular edges of the
leather can be Imagined.
MnlcliiK the 1'attern.
It seems as if the theoretical side of
the manufacture of a pair of shoes
should begin with the making of the
patterns, at which one to five men are
kept constantly working. These are
cut out of stiff pastolKMird, and are
smoothly edged with tin. Each part
of the fhoe must have Its pattern.
Somo of these seem to have very little
resemblance to anything an ordinary
observer might see In a pair of shoes.
For Instance, the pnttern for the upper
looks like a large horse-shoe magnet In
shape. With these patterns In hand,
"cOALINU SfATION FOR TUB UNITED STATUS IN TIIU PAR llAJ
I'AUO-l'AUO
llAUJIOIt. MMOA. WIIKUIS Till? (10VKHN.M I N'T
llbll J) A COALING STATION.
through with. The heels and will are
out bv hand with tin, ncioru emu
worker U tin Inimenito section of n tree
trunk, on tho top of which the hide lit
laid. The sharp edged die W placed on
tho hide and the worker with a fell
swoop of his hammer throws out what
Is to bo ere oitg Uio solo or Hie neoi or
a shoe. The procons Is exactly like that
which mother used lu making cookjim,
with the addition of the extra strength
necessary, in an onuuary uwt mn
are six plows Instead of the one which
Is apparent to the person who examine
a finished pair of hIioch. These pieces
are put together in n machine, nail
holes are lored and enough nulls arc
put In to hold the heel together, nil wltli
a single motion of the iiim-ulno. An
other machines cut tho rough piece
which has been howu out of tho solo
Into the oxact shaiw and shw ihwled
for the shoo desired. Thin ta done by
tho throad Inserted with liu twxi '
neei is vuii id ik fastened t t10 ,
and this In done liy n pondi-rom i
Ing machine which drives all Uio ;
in at one nine.
Otllrr I'rni-xk...
'There nrw still dozens of prorctwj
bo gone through Uio trimming djvB
mo iieeis, which is done y (l marM
driving it curved cutter, trimming i
ctigcfl oi uiu me, fwnii papeilnz
iicvin nun soies, iiiiniisuiug nii'l rob
tho edges, and no on. No U-;alleJ
scrlptlon of tho processes could ,
leinpieti. Hiimco it to say that
workings of Iron nnd steel In a
factory would astonish tho wlsent i
who nifl not soon them every dny.
provoinents are constantly IMng mil
and machine which last wcvk wJ
considered marvels nro next wJ
uirown out for old Iron, as iui-Ioh
eomiwrlwu with tho now invention.
Detroit man has Just Invented a Jo
a pattern of the wile lu question gov
emlng the cutter of the machine. An- od last which Is wild to excel nnyth!
other machine cuts what is known as else for th wv with which It can
a "ennnner in tne top or uio in-oie
nnd around the edge and It Is this chan
nel to which the tipixtr Is to Iw sewed.
Other machines cut out the plwe of
the sole between the heel and tho lull
of the foot
Wonderful Machine.
In the next dejwrtmont mwt of the
lighter sewing is done, ns well as the
pasting togethor of the linings and the
uppers. Scores of girls nro busy at the
sewing machines, fastening tin differ
ent parts of the uppor together. I lore,
too, are the button-hole machines
which do their work with lightning
rapidity. Another sort of mnehlue,
with a din nnd hubbub, cuts the holes
for the eyelets uml the hooks of lnccd
shoes, and stumps them In securely
with marvelous quickness, and the
sound of a Gatllng gun. Still another
sort sews on the buttons, fastening the
buttons on ns many ns 1,000 (stirs a
dny. Boslde those Is the newest In
vention, a machine for riveting tho
buttons on. Seventy-live pairs an hour
can be finished on this machine.
Thus, far, the upiter nud the IipcI
and soles have been making their way
separately through the processes, but
inserted and taken out of a shoe Wfc
onee Insldv the shoe, It enn Im Ktrali1
oned out and thus mndo much hti
tlnui iHifore. Throughout tho
Irvcvaa, men n nnd women s ab
nri kept svjmnite nud different werJ
w !tk then,, ho that In one mj
snoemnKer are not unlike the Quake
Of course there Is an Insja-ctor
iooks over tne nnisiied product tl
oughly and throws out any that
be Imperfect Then there Is a cornjik
lwx factory whore iwste lwanl !
toxw are turnod out lu large quan
tics.
life
BUSY SCENES IN A MODEUN SHOE MANUFACTOUY
Slightly Inconsistent.
Some of tho cheap novel writers are
In a hurry to get their pay, otherwise
they would revise their vork, and not
allow such startling statements ns the
following to appear In type:
"I grow up to manhood without ever
knowing what tho lovo of a parent
really was, as my mother died when
my eldest brother was born.' '
Hard Luck Story from Kansas.
When the Klrby bank failed in AM
lene a Santa Fo conductor had in 11
?2,000, which represented the savings
of many years. In the courso of tima
ho received $1,000 in dividends from
the bonk receiver, and this sum ho de
posited In the Cross bank at Emporia,
which in turn failed.
Tho woman who always wears a
smile Is faultlessly dressed.
tuo real manufacturer of tho shoo is
about to begin. From skins of tho
proper kind and patterns of the proper
snapo Uio cutters start tho work. Lay
ing the patterns down on tho skins they
quickly cut tho skins tho shape of tho
outlines of the patterns, their knives
being razor-edged. Tho cutters, as well
as an tuo other workers throughout tho
factory, are guided in their labors by a
system of cards Issued from tho oillco.
When an order comes Into tho houso
ono of these cards is made out for each
kind of Bhoo wanted, showing the num.
ber, kind, tho size, tho last tho finish,
and so on, giving every detail about tho
shoo which is to bo turned out This
card follows that lot of shoes wherever
It goes in its wanderings through tho
factory. So that tho cutter knows Just
what patterns they aro to uso. When
all tho necessary parts of tho upper
portion of the shoo hnvo been cut, in
cluding tho linings and tho fancy tips
and tidbits, tho lot Is sent on to tho bot
toming department Horo aro cut tho
heela, in-soles anil out-solos and various
other strango operation nro c-nnn
4.1. .
unuy nro soon to come togethor. And
now tho "last" is to como Infn ni
Tula is put insido tho upper, with tho
In-solo; the edges of tho upper nro turn-
ou over tuo edges nnd tacked down on
tho solo. Then tho out-solo is tacked
on by machinery with n fow nails, tho
nolso resembling tho report of mus-
uetry m mo distance. Each of tho nails
in this machine as well as In all the
umora la moue rrom wlro as It is need
ed, tho nails being mndo and drlvon nt
tho same instant But thero nro still
ivujiuerrui maciilnes to bo soon
Here, for instance, is ouo which bows
tho i In-solo onto tho upper. This Is tho
welt machino and does -100 pairs a day
whereas a man's work wn rt..i '.
twelve pairs. Not less wonderful Is tho
stitching machino which puncturcH tho
heavy out-soles and sows them at tho
saino timo to tho
tying a knot In tho most human fash'
ion at every stitch, Tho awl which
makes tho punctures, and tho needlo
wnloh docs tho sowlnc
together form almost a seml-clrcle, Uio
bolo being made with one stroko and
A soft answer turneth away dlvon
A woman's logic la far above a in
morals.
lth most women belief Is Hti
Uiau proof.
The longest way home Is the shorl
way to trouble. j
A husband oen't know a good thlffl
when he hasn't got It.
Husbands are necessary only oncai
montii wiien tho Mils come In.
It mnkos n woman shudder to thli
how happy she could have made you.
The devil shows you the worst sldi
first The rest makes It em better.
If women's good Intentions were le
ols they wouldn't wear anything else.
i.ovo is divided into quarters-oo
quarter vanity, three-quarters Jealoui;,
Eve wanted to put on clothes iiicmIj!
to be nolo to havo a hat to go wit
mem.
When a woman Is convicted she m
quits hersolf by saying she has bMo
misjudged.
Goodness wouldn't seem hnlf so un
interesting to womon If it dldu't weal
such plain clothes.
When a woman likes a mnn her Idol'
of .having him happy Is not having Ma
belong to somo other woman.
Every married woman would llko t
see you happy with somo other woman,
and they'd scratch out her eyes If you
were.
Any woman who thinks about It will
admit that Adam deserved to fall b
causo ho did not lucreaso Eve's allow
anco for pin money.
Aptly Orltlolsotl.
Ono of tho best crltlcJsms of Scott'i
novels was given by an Irish cobbler,
as related in tho biography of "William
BIOICCS."
Doctor Stokes had often loaned tho
cobbler odd volumes of Scott to road.
Walking bcsldo him ono dny on tin
road, tho doctor said:
"Well, Donny, what did vou think of
tho last book I lent you?"
"It's a great book, intirely, docthcr, I
an' sir Walter Scott's a thruo Ills- (
torlau."
"I'm Inclined to ngroo with vou." P I
piled Doctor Stokes. "But what do yoa I
moon exactly by calling him a trup hi j
tonnn "
"I mnno, your honor, bo's a thruo hi
torlau becauso ho makes you lovo youf ;
uinu."
It would bo ensler to forclvo a fool if ,
no woro original; but nil aro rooli w
tho samo old ways.