Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1905-03-18
TIE IVAN
ON THE BOX
By
HAROLD MAC GRATH
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wear. and all to no purpose whatever Why.
| in the name of the Internal regions. didn't
you meet her In a formal way? There
would have been plenty of opportunities.
Warburton shrugged: so did the colonel.
who stood up and shook the wrinkles from
his trousers
shall you be long in Washington, sir7"
asked Warburton, politely.
In hurry to get rid of me. eh?'-with
days"
The colonel stopped at the threshold. and
his face melted suddenly into a warm.
humorous smile. He stretched out hand
which Warburton grasped most gratefully.
His colonel had been playing with him.
Come back to the army. lad; the east is
no place for man of your kidney. Scrape
up a commission and I'll see to II that you
get back into the regiment. Life is real
out in the great west. People smile too
much here; they don't laugh often enough
Smiles have hundred meanings. laughter
but one. Smiles are the hiding pieces for
lies. and sneers, and mockeries, and sean
dals. Come back to the west: we all want
YOU the service and l. When l saw you
this afternoon I knew you instantly.
ment you were up to. Win this girl. IL
you can; she's worth any kind
of struggle God bless her, Win her and
bring her out west, too"
Warburton wrung the hand in his TIL
the old fellow signified that his fingers
were beginning to ache.
DO You suppose she suspects anything"
ventured Warburton.
No. She may be triie puzzled. though.
saw her watching your hands at the Ia
BILE. She has eyes and can readily see that
such hands as yours were never made 10
carry soup plates. For the life of me- I
had time of 1t. swallowing my laughter.
l longed for a vacant lot to yell in. u
would have been positive relief The foD
of Troop A peddling soup! Oh shall have
to tell the boys. You used more pipe-clay
than any other man in the regiment. Don't
scowl Never mind; you've had your joke:
l must have mine. Don't let that Russian
fellow get the inside track. Keep her on
American soil / like him and don't like
him: and for all your tomfoolery and mis-
Chief there is good stuff in you-stuff that
any woman might be proud Of If you
helped you out a bit by cracking up some
of yor,r exploits. Well, they will be IN
qu!r-lg for me. Goodnight and good luck
Ii you should need me note VIII find me
at the Army and Navy Club" And the
genial old warrior. shaking with silent
laughter, went back to the house.
Warburton remained standing. He was
lost in a dream All at once he pressed the
rose to his lips and kissed IL shamelessly.
kissed 1t uncountable times. Two or
three leaves, notwithstanding this violent
treatment, futtered to the floor. He picked
them up; any one OF those velvet leaves
might have been the recipient of her kisses
the rosary of love- He was in love- such a
love that comes but once to any man, not
passing. uncertain. but lasting. He knew
that 1t was all useless. He had digged
with his own hands the abyss between him.
self and this girl. But there was a secret
gladness; TO love was something. For my
part. ! believe that the glory Les. not in
being loved, but in loving)
l do not know how long he stood there.
but 1t must have been at least ten minutes
Then the door opened. and Monsieur
quite explain or describe the method of
his entrance) into the room. his face
red with anger, and a million thousand
thunders on the tip of his Gallo tongue
so! You haf leaf me to clear zee table,
Ell? Not by damn! |, clear zee table? I;
t'ink not l cook. nozzing else To zee
dining room, or l hat you discharge't"
"An right, Peter. old boy!'' cried Warbur-
ton, the gloom lifting from his face. This
Pierre was very funny fellow.
''Petaire. You hat zee insolence to call me
Petaire? Why, hat you Kicked out in zee
morning, lackey?'
''Cook!''-mockingly.
Pierre was literally dumfounded Such
disrespect he had never before witnessed.
1t was frightful. He opened his mouth to
issue a volley of French oaths, when
Thames hand stopped him.
Look here, Peter, you broil your part
ridges and flavor your soups but keep out
of the stables, or, in your own words,
keel you. or keek you out You tell the
scullery maid to clear off the table. I'm off
duty for the rest of the night. Now, then,
allonsi Marchei'
anu Hh 04ea Niieiiieo 6eh.iy Jul ~ may anu
steadily pushed the scandalized Pierre out
of the room and closed the door in his face.
l shant repeat what Pierre said. much less
what he thought
Let me read a thought from the mind OF
each of my principals the final thought
before retiring that night.
Karloff ION leaving MIS-. Chadwick: DIS
honor against dfshonor; so it must be- |
cannot live without that girl
Mrs. Chadwick (when Karloff had gone):
He has lost, but l have not won.
Annesley: $50 one step leads to another,
and the labyrinth of dfshonor has no end"
The Colonel: What the deuce will love
put next into the young mind?"
Pierre (to Celeste): II hat heem dis
CHARGE"
Celeste eto Pierce: He ees handsomer'
Warburton (sighing in the doloroso):
How l love herr"
The Girl (standing before her mirror and
smiling happily: oh Mr. Butler! Why?'
(To be continued Monday