Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1907-12-08
B y Sc w E L L F o R D

and says you Is it all so?
pure 1T IS ana more oesdeS; o, na .d me same
mean. You see, it all comes around so sudden,
and I'm surprised at myself for dom what L
did, that don't know whether l m Shorty MEGA be
or my first cousin by marriage. But it was my star
stunt Ell? Who'd thought | had the nerve: It's
this way:
After thinkin' over the false alarm pulled in on
Sir BERTHE, and tryin to figure just where stands
| gets twisted up in my mind that my head
feel; like grape arbor and Tns tine be
ter swim out; the waters wet :, 50 with that l
begins turnin' my mighty intellect onto things
that regular and in my line.
That don't that | ties on the box1n gloves
with a hard knot Course. the studio takes some
time; but with Swiftly Joe so we'll trained in, and
the waitn' list GROWN longer every day that al.
most runs itself There's outside things I've been
dippin' into that don't: such couple OF fiat
houses I've got up on the West Side. Say, If you
let them agents run things Their o own way ~ you
chances was afraid of nlissn. You see, knock1n
around so much with the fat-wads, often sees a
spot where few dollars can be planted right;
Sometimes it's a private bunch on the market, and
then again l get hep to slice OF toot-tront that's
goin' cheap. I do a lot of dickerin' that way
Well I'd Just pushed through deal that leaves
me considerable on velvet. and was feeln' kind of
flush and sassy, when Mr.. Ogden calls me up and
wants to know if l make use of a gilt edged
bargain -, .u-,.:.,oo,.,:,.o,,
Its the Toreador." says he
Sounds good" says l. Does it come high"
he; but I'm turning it over for twenty-five to
the first bidder
Well, say, when old Ogden sings cold figures
at YOU like that YOU can gamble ne taik1n straight
I'm it, then" says l. Fifteen down, ten on
mortgage
made out to-day
And saw" SAYS l. what is this Toreador, any
vay: race horse or an elevator apartment
Would you guess it: He d hung up the receiver.
That's what l got for bein' sporty, But l wa mt
poin' to reng fills out nv little blue check and
sends her in, and that night goes to bed without
KNOWN what it is I've passed up my coin for.
1t must have been noon the next day, for
I'd written letter and got my checkbook stubs
added I'D so they come within three hun
dred of what the bank folks maxi it. when footman
in white pantes and plum coored coat drifts
through the studio door.
Is this Professor McCabe, Sir: says ne.
There's lady below, sir" says he. Can she
come up?"
no dodgin' her. Tell her to come ahead.
Saw l wa mt just fixed up for receivin carriage
comp'ny. When writes and tgures gets more
mussed UP than as if I'd been in free for all. Id
shed nv coat chair my vest on another,
slipped down my suspenders, rumpled my HAIR and
got ink in seventeen places But dldn
have sense enough to duck.
In minute so there was cl1ck-cck on the
stairs l gets Whit of llssoir Danube. and in
comes yelled lady. She was branded peach
from the outside lines, anyway. She's wearin
of them hats that's little bigger round than
umbrella and not quite so big a summer house,
and them clothes of hers couldn't have left Paris
more n a month before If YOU had any doubts
to whether or no she was the goods all YOU had
to do squn at the big amethyst IN the ha nde
of the gold orgnette she around her neck For
a Felix-Tiffany combination, she was lt-reg lar
walkin' expense account.
g So you Shorty McCabe, are you: says she,
kind of snitfin.
Sorry l don't suit, says 1; but what them"
"Is it true" says she, that you have bought
the ToreadOr?"