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Show oo MARK SMITH ADVERTISED ; BY HIS DIZZY STOCKS. There if5 Mark Smith from down Arizona way. Mark never stayed awake nights studying scientific salesmanship, sales-manship, but he knew even when he was just budding out that the Tlrst thing to do In courting a girl selling, a self-binder or getting cozy to a political po-litical office is to attract attention. As an attention attractor Mark had a lightning rod in a black-olouded starin put to shame. This was tho way,' Mark did it no, before we divulge the secret of Marks success, we'll tell about another man. This will be what the professors of rhetoric gall an ex-' ample of suspense. Great secrets must be doled out gradually. A young man went to work as a,-bookkeeper a,-bookkeeper for P. D. Armour. 1; was plainly dressed because the hAd,. of the firm wanted bis offico helpaja. dressed simply and he did his wyjcfcs with tho precision and accuracy of," machine. He had been told thatllf ho did that he would bo adancedf Ji? obeyed orders. Six months went T No advance was In sight. Something drastic hnd to be done. By taking' thought this young nmn didn't ohangO in stature but well, this is what happened. hap-pened. "What's that'" oiled the Man Who Signed the Checks, when he came into the office the noxt morning, pointing to ono of tho bookkeepers who woro a suit that looked like the natural born child of a suit belonging to David Graham Gra-ham Phillips and the somewhat well-advertised well-advertised Joseph's coat. "Corno bore," howled the boss. Tho bookkeeper came. "What do you mean by wearing that sunburst suit in this office what do you moan by it, I say?" asked tho Irate check signer. Til tell you why I wear it;' said the bookkeeper, looking the Hss in the eye. "I've heeu out horo six-months six-months and no one has paid any attention at-tention to me. 1 have slipped In and out and no ono hns looked at me. I havo done my work correctly and speedily. I've wanted to got more work a bigger job, I couldn't attract attention by doing good work " "So you put on those clothos? Go back to work. And say, don't you oVcr dare wear them around horo again you won't need them " And that, my good mastors, Is Just about what Marie Smith hid dawn in Arizona. He camo anion? those 'simple, 'sim-ple, untutored, plain, hon-st, hnrd- working, boot-wearing Arizona eiti-V.enu, eiti-V.enu, wearing low shoes and socks Mint made the sun blink its eyo and 'Uut on bine glasses Those socks attracted at-tracted attention. Peoplo came to 'Bcoff at his socks and remained to pay attention to his brain. For sixteen years Mark Smith has "-Ixon all kinds of a delegate for nil kinds of purposes said purposes, 'owever, no matter ho wvarious, al- 'ways having something to do wlin. getting Arizona admitted as a state to this union of ours. Mark Smith Is one of the biggest cogs in the political polit-ical machine of his territory, knows men and their measure from Genesis to Revelation, knows all the kinks nnd turns and twists In machine man-, ageraent, knows how to stand in wltji men who for n consideration supply i dairy butter for bread earned by the sweat of the brow, and, -when Arizona gets Inside the sacred line of statehood. state-hood. Is likely to be some place pretty close to the place where the real power pow-er is turned on. He is more than 50 years old and acts like a man wilk fifty more years of delegating v.nd sock-wearing before him. Human Life. |