Weak as a Cat ever since.

On her Shopping Expeditions she noticed Dozens of Men, apparently
Trailing right along after her, and she knew that her only Salvation was
to look straight ahead and indicate by her Bearing that she was no
Flirt. By so doing she eluded many a one who wanted to Catch Step with
her and begin a Conversation.

The Collected Stories of her Successful but Hair-Breadth Escapes from
Men of the World, who seemed to Forget that all Women were not Alike,
would have filled a Volume bigger than the Family Medicine Book.

Happily, no one ever went Quite So Far. She invariably Escaped.

MORAL: _Don't Worry._




_THE_ FABLE _OF THE_ REGULAR CUSTOMER _AND THE_ COPPER-LINED ENTERTAINER


One day the Main Works of a Wholesale House was Jacking Up the Private
Secretary and getting ready to close his desk for the Day, when in blew
a Country Customer. The Head of the Concern would have given Seven
Dollars if he could have got out and caught the Elevated before the
Country Customer showed up. However, he was Politic, and he knew he must
not throw down a Buyer who discounted his Bills and was good as Old
Wheat. So he gave a Correct Imitation of a Man who is tickled nearly to
Death. After calling the Country Customer "Jim," he made him sit down