Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1903-12-07

1t, beSides becoming benefa ctors of our kind
The Ice and the ice cream would pay for
the cold air; our cold air service would
bring clear profit We'd guarantee a
temperature through the summer months
of, say, seventy degrees"
Then, Porter drawled, "the next thing
would be to get the doctors in, for pneu-
monia branch; and after that the under
takers would demand admission. and then
the tombstone people You're a bright
young man, Wary. / heard YOU strtneinp
that Englishman at the club the other day
about your scheme for piping water from
the Atlantic ocean to irrigate the American
desert, and he thought you meant it,
1hea Wen all suffer" Miss Porter de-
ciared Tor he'll go home and put 1t in a
book. and there'll be no end of It,
Raridan was in gay spirits He had come
from call on young married
couple who had just gone to house Sc
Keeping. He had met there a VIGOROUSLY
awkward young man. who moved through
Clarkson houses leaving ruin in his wake
There ought to be some way of insurine
against Whitley" said Raridan musIngly.
Perhaps social casualty company could
be formed to protect people from his dem
relations You know, Mr. Saxton. thev've
really had to cut him off from refreshments
at parties-he was always splitting salads
on the most expensive gowns in town. And
these poor young married things with their
wedding loot huddled about them in their
little parlorsl There is a delightful mathe-
NAUTICAL nicely in the way he sweeps a tea
table with his coat tails. He never leaves
enough Tor sample, But this was the
worst You know that polar bear skin
that Mamie Shepard got for a wedding
present. Well, 1t makes her house look
like menagerie. Whitley was backing
out-a thing I've begged him never to try
ana got mixed up with the head of that
monster, kicked all the teeth out started
to RAIL- gathered in the hat rack broke the
glass out of 1t, and before Shepard couId
head him or he pulled down the front door
shade
But Mr.. Whitley sings beautifully"
urged Miss Porter.
He'd have to-" said Wary. with those
You needn't mind what Rar,dan saws"
able
The Office of social censor is always an
ungrateful one Raridan returned, dole
fully. But I really don't know what you'd
do without me here"
Il notice that you never give us a chance
TO try, said Mr.. Porter dryly
That Is the unkindest cut, and In the
shadow of your own house, too"
Saxton got up to go presently and Rari->
dan rose with him. declaring that they had
been terribly severe and that he could not
be left alone with them.
L hope you'll overlook that little slip of
mine, said Mr.. Porter, as he shook hands
with Saxton. you'd better not tell Rari-
dan about it. 1t would be terrible ammuni-
ton in his hands,.
AND We IL all do better next time, said
Miss Porter. $50 do come again to show
that you don't treasure 1t against us"
Il don't know that anything's happened"
pleaded John, except that I've had re-
good time
Il fear that's more generous than just;
but the next time 1 hope the maid will do
better"
And next time 1 hope I shan't brighten
you" SaXton went on. Raridan and sMr
Porter had walked down the long veranda
to the steps and Saxton and Miss Porter
were following.
oh, but you didn't.' the girl laughed at
him.
But you dropped the flowers"
but you shouldn't have noticed 1t
wasn't gallant"
They had reached the others, and Rari-
dan broke in with his good night and he
and Saxton went down the walk together.
They seem to have struck up an ac-
quaii1;oace." ohsec:ed Mr.. Porter, settling
himself to a fresh cigar
''Mr. Saxton is very nice" said Evelyn
.Oh. he's all right" said her father,
EASILY.
(To be continued tomorrow)