Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1905-02-18
GRAND DUKE IN HOOK

mentally picture him as I saw him in the
act Of figuring in little Incident over In
the big place." said New Yorker who has
seen and still sees q lot of things.
when the jocund jock with the red Ro-
MANOR corpuscles seething through his
system was diverting himself in New York.
at the wind up of his caloric American tour
from San Francisco eastward. he stopped
at New York's main hyphenated hosiery.
y He was such colossal hit with the pink
haired Pansies and Patrices of the extrava-
ganza shows that he made it his most i'm
portant business to lose. long before the
conclusion of his Joyous evenings, his equer-
ries and the various other members of his
encourage. He didn't need Them and he
didn't want them. With his bevy of more
or less celestial choristers of the Killed sex
ne would suddenly slip out of the view of
the surrounding members of his suite, and.
lmpressing the first cab or auto in sight,
make his escape adOwn the glttering line
10 some other garish lobster palace. His
deserted and chagrined attendants would
then repair dismally to the hyphenated
hostelry to await their meal tickets return.
This little habit of the ebullient and
punoling dukes was the occasion of his
putting In mean three-quarters of an hour
in the middle of the downtown section of
New York one night.
Folks who are real thick and chummy
with the Romanoffs and other royal birds
are aware of the fact that when one of
them Is on the move he rarely or never car
rles any roubles along with him in his
clothing. He orders everything that he
wants, and good deal more and when it
is all over the first equerry. dough-
bearer, moves to the center and does the
settling.
"On the many occasions when this par
Hcular simmering Slav, Boris, became
voluntarily separated from his staff he
had only to make himself known at any of
the crustacean cozy corners to which he
repaired, and it was all right-he didn't
need any COIN
1.-The creditors for la Newburg things
and the beady fluids of Gaul would simply
send around to the hyphenated hotel with
their bills on the following day, whereupon
the maZuma -distributor-in-chief would
uquidate the accounts without question
"On one night. however, when the volatile
young man from the snowy steppes eloped
from his suite, carrying with him some
five languishing Lorels of the front row,
his evanishment put him out on the limb,
so to speak. With his coterie of lifting
queens he caused himself to be motored
to a Broadway restaurant, well downtown,
where the cuisine and general excellence
of service on a far higher plane than
the politeness of the proprietor and man
ager of the establishment. Vince Boris
alighted at this place with his quintet he
told the chauffeur to wait outside for
him and his party.
Then the gay dog of duke and his
party went into the restaurant, where they
proceeded to push through the menu of
eatables and drinkables like a pack of mine
mules threading the drifts.
when, about two and a half hours later,
they had reduced the food and wine cards
to pulp, and were ready to move along
again up toward the great white light
region, the duke bade the garcon summon
the manager of the restaurant.
THE manager was, and is, a most COM
petent but grim individual of Cherry Hill
antecedentS, with a face on him that makes
he of Chuck Corners look
like a Study by Vatican. The manager
appeared at the dukes table.
How much?' inquired the Romanoff,
haughtily.
Hundred thirty-six seventy-f1ve,' re-
piled the manager with pint-o'-mixed
cDuntenance.
Yer weel.' said the duke. rising. Send
your man to the Waldorf in zee morning,
and he will be pay-yes.
Waldorf, nuttin,' replied the manager
with the craggy chart. Git busy wit de
ready kale. OATS me.
s.The five violet-eyed ones with the tossed
around tresses looked alarmed, and began
to kick each other under the table.
but 1 am Borees, said the duke, wear
ing as hot flush as a race track plker
who had just been squnched by naughty
bookmaker for daring to offer a 81 note
on ! to shot in a stake race.
"'Y'are, hey?' growled the manager.
Well, dat don't bring youse nuttln. Who's
Borees?'
"One of the startled Paprikas of the
dukes party leaned over and tried to whis-
per something to the manager OF the res
taurant. But she couldn't get by with IT, as
II were The manager listened to her, out
when she had finished he shook his head.
"De Gran Jock Borees o. de Rooshan
empire hey?' said the manager out of the
left-hand corner of his face. Wen, dat
aln,t fadin' me t de forest none. 1 don't
care If he's King Brian Boru wit tara
harp in each mitt he's goln, L make
quick skate { de center o de baiZe wit
LII, on n i~In
has put away, or dey'll be one o de sud-
denest stunts O. slat-cavn' aroun' desc
woiks dat he ever got mex to- bin fanned
by hull lot o desc phony crowned heads
wit bum medals on DER shirt fronts, dat
try t. poke me de spin dat it'll be all right
at DER hotels on the mex day, an de mex
watzer dat tries t sing me wing dance
like dat is due t woik in de dishwashln
plant back here till he makes good. Dis
Scandihoolihans bill is a hunnered thirty
six. seventy-five. Dishwashers in dis plant
pull down twenty mont. Ii he don't
twist t de front wit de cush real quick:
it's him FIR seven months trick dlggln
de grease out o. de pans, an wit a ki-yt
collar aroun his neck t see dat he don't
drill FIR it
Boris didn't apparently understand more
than a few words of the managers cruel
speech, but the five pinkies did, and they
began to make hurried speeches through
their chatelaine bags with the obvious no.
ton of taking up a collection and saving
their host from incarceration in the dish
washing domain of the eating place.
After they had made these digs and
done a lot of counting on their fingers,
they found that they were still shy just
$40 of making good the dukes $l36.15.
"Boris however suddenly bethought him
of the telephone over in the corner, and.
carefully guarded by the manager, he went
over to it and phoned his man equerry to
renair to the Broadway restaurant instant
Jy and get him out of hook
1.-THE equerry arrived with an armful of
money within about half an hour. The
eouerry made the bill good, and the duke
flashed real reproachful gaze at the sa-
turnine manager as he passed out with his
outfit.
'Canaillen Kissed the duke at the res
taurant manager, who grinned-
81 don't know what dat means, the
manager said to the departing duke, but 1t
soun's like youse was hull heap grieved
an sore. It's a wunner t me youse don't
pass me a real rude spank on de pulse. De
mex time youse goes hikin around dis
mans boig youse wants t take nickel
or two O. y'd wad along wit youse, or
some O. desc minnits youse'll git de hull
conk beat off'n youse wit a beer mallet
1.-THE duke continued to be cut-up,
township tease and a village romp and
madcap during the remainder of his stay
In New York, but after that experience he
took the money along with him when he
lost his suite and stayed out late o nights"