ACT II., SCENE II.
JULIET.
What’s in a name? That which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet.
ROMEO.
Thou sayest a mouthful, love. And yet how come
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]That Myra Tinkelpaugh, of Cobleskill,
New York, conducts therein The Music Shop?
Mr. Sink having resigned as plumber to the Immortals, we are recommending in his place the plumbing firm of Jamin & Jerkin, of St. Petersburg, Fla.
“Buy a communication ticket,” advises a restaurant. This, understands E. S., gives you the privilege of talking with the waitresses.
“Every American man has a mental picture of his wife standing behind the door with a rolling-pin.”—Blasco Ibanez.
We fear the gifted Spaniard has acquired an idea of American domestic life from Mr. Tom Powers’ sketches and other back-page comics.
A reader wonders what we can find in a book so childishly egotistical as Margot Asquith’s Autobiography. Answer: much that is interesting. When we read an autobiography we are interested in the people written about rather than in the writer. There are exceptions, of course; for example, Henry Adams and Jacques Casanova.
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]THE JANITOR ENTERTAINS.
[Iowa City Item.]
An unusual function for men in business circles was that which John Voelkel, janitor of the First National bank, supervised, Saturday evening. He gave a dinner, card party and a smoker to all the officers of the bank. Invitations were issued to every member of the staff, from president to clerk, and those who assembled at the custodian’s home made merry for several hours at an event probably without a duplicate in banking history in Iowa City.