Las' weke the Boss calls me into his offis an' says, "Son, on the sixth day of this weke if you will project your orbs of vision into the receptacle containing your weekly honorarium you will observe a slight altitudination to your stipend."

I backs outa the offis an' tells Jimmy the printer I'm fired.

An' he says my knob ot to be sent to the button factory, an' that the Boss meant that he'd given me a raze.

Gee! I wonder wot I'm goin' to do with all that money. Maybe I can buy a seckon han' runabout an' hed off that choffer that's been makin' eyes at the reception room girl's sister.

I tole ma that maybe I'd buy a ortermobile an' she says that I'd better buy a hat 2 sizes smaller an' trane down to fit it, an' that many a feller's los' his job from havin' nervous prosperity.

I asts the Boss wuz he goin' to the Eastman School again this yere and he says, "You betcha," an' that the school wuz jus' about the bes' pay en investment he had.

The Boss says the more you know the more you find out that you got to learn, an' that he's learned that the bes' place to learn all the new things is at the Eastman School.

I'm hintin' roun' for him to take me - he did las' yere - Gee! it wuz grate. Jimmie the printer says he's goin' if he haz to pay hiz own expenses; he says if he don't go an' the Boss duz, that the Boss will come back and show him stunts he diden' know an' that wouldent be helthy for hiz pay envelope.

As I wuz sayin' I got my raze las' weke, an' the nex' Monday the Boss asts me to wash the front windows; now the scrub woman has always washed 'em befoar, an' I wundered wuz I razed jus' so I cud do her work too.

But I diden' say nothin' to no-boddy but washt 'em jus' as slik as I cud.

Glad I did becaus I hearn the Boss say to Jimmie the printer, "the kid stands the gaff pretty well an' I guess it'll be safe to give him another raze some day."

The Boss says that he don't never ast noboddy to do nothin' what he woodent do himself, an' that a feller that shys from a ob becaus he thinks it is beneeth him aint got the makins of a kaptain of industry in him.

I'm try in' to lern to be a operator, an' Satterday I borrowed a ole view outfit sos I cud take some pitchers of the reception room girl's sister on Sunday.

I got her ma to poze for me an' when I had her fokused she wanted to see how she looked, so I sat down in the chare an' she looked on the fokusin' skreen an' seen I wuz up side down. She asts me wuz she that way when I made her pitcher, an' I sed she wuz, an' she woodent let me take no moar pitchers an' said that that camera wuz a invention of the evil one - an' now I dassent go to her hous' no moar. Gee! this lernin' to be a operator is feerce.

I asts the Boss wot wuz the matter with that camera an' he says that the rays of lite was refracted an' that mos' all cameras acted that way, an' he sed he'd get the reception room girl to fix it with her ma so I cud go back again.

Nex' day I tride turnin' the camera over an' the pitcher wuz still upside down, an' then I fig-gered out that wuz bekaus the lens was round, an' the Boss says, 'your on," an' let me have a book to rede explainin' it.

They sure is a lot to learn about pitcher makin', an' now I jus' gotta go to that Eastman School again. Hope I see you there.

The Montreal School

The 1912 Eastman School of Professional Photography has just completed its Montreal session. The attendance averaged fifty for each day, and these figures may be taken as a positive index of the increasing popularity of the School.

The new feature - Commercial Photography - dealt with, in a most helpful manner by Mr. Hance, aroused the deepest interest, and the feeling was prevalent that this alone would have made the 1912 School worth while, for there are few photographers who can afford to devote themselvs exclusively to studio work and turn down the opportunities for making some extra dollars by commercial work.

On the last day a resolution of thanks and appreciation was tendered to the gentlemen with the School by the photographers in attendance for the courteous and able manner in which the lectures and demonstrations had been conducted.

From An Artura Iris Print By L. F. Griffith Salt Luke City, Utah.

From An Artura Iris Print By L. F. Griffith Salt Luke City, Utah.