Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1905-05-13

all around the edges on that. Who IL her
well, he named a Chicago and Cincinnati
sport that I'd been reading about for years
and that I'd ha' given four dollars to ride
in the same street car with II they made me
stand on my head on the front platform
That was the first bad dope-out of the
evening, and / guess it didn't make me feel
like a\pomme de terre au gratin that had
been left out on the kitchen stoop all night
and befn showed on.
Il WIS still trying to brush myself out
of that trance when three of them who
looked>b bill over like prize winners and world
heaters traipsed In and took the quick stink
for the table that l was just tidying up.
1t was he with two queens.
He had most of the tog wearers that I've
ever looked at chained to a stake with a
slow fire built around 'em, and he had
enough Kimberleys on to sprinkle around
the rim of gold French clock and then
leave a few over to toss at a mark.
He was big-around-the-waistb kind
and he had that sort o never-go-home wise
look of a roadhouse proprietor or a faro
bank dealer who knows how to dish EN-
out two at clip for the Resgy tikes that
draw drawfts on papa when they lose out
big.
THE pair of squeens with him were
squeens kee-rect from their Louee Keenze
heels to the top hat-pin.
oh, this is too easy says l to myself
I can't believe it's on the level. I'm stlll
in my bunk dreaming of money. I've got
to stop this Snbad the Sailor trancing when
I'm asleep. This one isn't going to do
thing but hand me his watch and chain
and an order on his tailor for two suits of
$50 clothes as slight tokens of his affection
and esteem. and I am so undeserving. yes?
Everything sure is swimming out TO my
raft, and it behooveth me to offer up THANKS,
so 1t doeth me to behoove.'
Il slipped over to his table, placed both
mtts over the port side of my shirt front,
handed him the g-l-got-is-your n
grin and inclined my ear.
Tim, said he to me, sparring OF win
the merry string, are you right sure that
you understand how to wait on table, and
if SO, where are your referencesT
Crowned heads and princes, says TO
him. and the more l looked him over the
more felt like counting the money, look
me up when they drift this way
A Bit of Persifage.
well said he, still kidding. with his
head on one side, you look as If you might
know how to serve eighty-four dollars
worth of shoulder and spinach or ham and
eggs to pair of just-back bluejackets that
had been on the China station for four
years-but do you know how to spread out
real food and the damps out of fiagonsY
L can make stab to butt into the first
three at the wire l says, and then ne De-
gan to rifle the bill of fare and to order.
He was a member of the Buyers Asso-
citation when it came to ordering, and was
thinking about hiring clerk and short
hand writer before he got through unreei-
Ing the names of the things that he and the
pair of squeens thought they needed for the
little snack.
1.-The man with the shares in the De Beers
Diamond Trust oiled me along while l was
doing the ground-and-lofty around his
table until l began to think that he prob
ably intended, by the time l passed the
finger bowls. to hand me the deed to three
four acres of improved lots out near
Chevy Chase.
You're the queen of the May, all right.
Butch, he'd remark when l spread some
thing before him that made hit, and I'd
give you the top weight in the pantry-grab-
bers' stakes any time you ran.
"'Oh. sir, l am so undeserving,' says l
to him, just 10 keep the string a-moving.
when 1t came to setting-up time. he slip
ped me fifty, and spraddled out the
change on the tray all IN bills, making the
smallest one a two-dinker.
Got any change for this, Percy? says
he to me, passing me back one of the two
spots. I want TO drop some change into
the Fresh Air Fund box at the desk as l
zigzag out
Il changed the two-spot into a one-buck,
a half and two quarters.
" oh. such wistful money changing! said
the shine 10 me then. and what dye think
he pushed over to me? Two bits! That
for you, he says, and If you blow 1t all in
at once you'll still have something to pay
your fine. Am l not the fairy gram'pa?
Tush, Maud and Mabel, the hour wakes
early, or late, and Phoebus shows In the
orient east-let us move to the chariot that
awaits, and with that the glim two-step
ped out with his pair of queens. pushing
me the George w. Childs grin as he went.
Say, what good dye s'pose the past
performance sheets were to me In a case
like that? I had picked two of EN- dead
wrong right in a row, and when l got home
that morning l was so annoyed, so I was,
that felt like giving my dope book a real
hard slap on the covers and reproving It
severely.
while the races were still here, though
blew into even kinkier shred-out
than either of these two. A fellow that I'd
never taken a peek at before, but who
didn't have any shine look about him