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As R. H. D. himself used to say of those deplorable "personal interviews" which appear in the newspapers, and in which the important person interviewed is made by the cub reporter to say things which he never said, or thought, or dreamed of "You can't expect a fifteen-dollar-a-week brain to describe a thousand-dollar-a-week brain." There is, however, one question which I should attempt to answer.
These were commandeered and put to work, and volunteers of the American colonies were made honorary attachés, and without pay toiled like fifteen-dollar-a-week bookkeepers. In our embassy in Paris one of these latter had just finished struggling with two American women.
As R. H. D. himself used to say of those deplorable "personal interviews" which appear in the newspapers, and in which the important person interviewed is made by the cub reporter to say things which he never said, or thought, or dreamed of "You can't expect a fifteen-dollar-a-week brain to describe a thousand-dollar-a-week brain." There is, however, one question which I should attempt to answer.
He had a finely graduated scale of informality and friendship, which improved from the " How do you do?" addressed to the fifteen-dollar-a-week clerks and office attaches, who, by long frequenting of the place, became aware of his position, to the " Why old man, how are you?" which he addressed to those noted or rich individuals who knew him and were inclined to be friendly.
"You tell papa," she begged; "and if he thinks I'm unhappy he will write me another check." "Then the retrenching is to be the elimination of the fifteen-dollar-a-week professional reader, who needs the work and earns the money, and two courses from our already aldermanic meals? What else?" "I shall send the silver to the bank and use plate. The smartest people do that.
Givin' guys folks, I mean fifteen-dollar-a-week board for seven dollars may be mighty nice for them, but it's plaguy poor business for Mrs. Thankful." The captain shook his head; he had been thinking, too, and his conclusions were much the same. "You mustn't find fault with Mrs. Barnes, Imogene," he said. "She's a mighty fine woman." "Fine woman! You bet she is!
"But what hits me, by thunder! is that I've lost the chance of seeing her work out that fifteen-dollar-a-week proposition, and it drives me crazy." "I should have downright liked to try it," said Little Ann, with speculative reflection, and while she knitted her brows in lovely consideration of the attractive problem, several previously unknown dimples declared themselves about her mouth.
A year ago, it had seemed natural to call him Freddie, but no one would think of doing so now. His father's creditors had not attempted to take from him his wardrobe a costly and extensive one so that he was dressed as carefully, if not quite as fashionably, as ever, in a way that suggested a young millionaire, rather than a fifteen-dollar-a-week clerk.
He had a finely graduated scale of informality and friendship, which improved from the "How do you do?" addressed to the fifteen-dollar-a-week clerks and office attaches, who, by long frequenting of the place, became aware of his position, to the "Why, old man, how are you?" which he addressed to those noted or rich individuals who knew him and were inclined to be friendly.
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