Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1907-12-22

Jules looks such swell in his city clothes that
She most tears the shingles off the back shed sidn
down to meet him
For month or so Jules is merry if he was
one of the chorus in a musical comedy. Him and
Felice pastes labels. side by side, and durin' the
lunch hour Jules plans how they'll have quiet
weddin and furnish three over the deicatessen
store. Then Emil butts in. He begins hangn
over the bench to watch Fece work. and the first
thing she knows she's promoted to the office and
set to addressin circulars. From that on the plot
gums up; but Jules don't mstrust anything until
one pay day when without any warnin he's handed
his release.
"How's this?"' says he. Have been pastin
crooked, or anything"
Emil says no, but they always run short handed
durin' the summer and he might call around again
. But how about my dear Fe!ice:" says Jules.
oh she's all right says Emil. She's quite as
much of peach as you described more so, in fact
And seeing that you'll be carrying the banner for
sometime, I've decided to marry her myself.
At that Jules throws fit; but when Felice steps
in and explains through the desk grating that She
sorry, but he's only false alarm, while Emil is the
one best bet his Corsican blood goes up to fever
heat. Inside of the next three days Jules is thrown
out of the factry four times, and on his last trip
husky porter kicks him all the way to the gate
while Feice stands at window and grins
lust at that point he buys this trick knife with
the spring blade. His next move is to stand on the
church steps and make a VOW that so long as he
can hate he will follow the trail of this curr-rsed
Emil Bourdonne until he has chance to carve his
initials on his inner works.
But he's up against shifty customer Mr.
bOurQOnne not only mas QIn put uuOeI DOuuS 10
keep the peace, but he gets him out of the dis
trict So Jules drifts into table dhote place and
learns to be waiter. He settles down for long
only piles up the agony The weddin'
has been pulled off in fine shape the bril-
liantine business is boomn and the happy
couple is movin' into double breasted
mansion with fountain on the front lawn.
Jules sharpens up his knife and Kisses
Corsican cuss words through his front
teeth. Next he hears that Emil has
ODened a London branch and has moved
across the Channel. Jules trails along too:
He grows side whiskers and hires hinsel
out as butler, havn' fool idea that
he'll be on hand somewhere when Emil Is
asked to dinner. But there's nothin' dom.
The calendar moves on, year after year
Emil has got to be reg lar brilliantine
king, with his blown in million =
bottles every season, while Jules is only
front butler for that runs ale
brewery.
At last Jules gets word that Emil has f
gone into the export business SO big that
he's just as likely to turn up in New York =
as anywhere; he comes here.
Findin' the wages better and the tips bigger,
he stays. And that's the whole hist'ry III
down to date nm
And how far back was it, do you say Hj8
that Felice squeezed the lime juice in your I IM5
eyer" says l. jLVai
How long?" says he why, 1Igm figHa
Observation-Disclosures years this spring, GHI1f
"a "A crouch old enough to votel" says l. NV
With that looks him over careful, to ~
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make new guess. It's of pipe tySHS
dream. Maybe he had been real wrathy WIZ
once, when he young and full of ginger; AMI
but twenty-odd years of Steppin soft and A#HSS
lively to answer the buzzer of bowin and ~$EklE
scrapin' and holdin the door open had SE
smrnered him down until he as harm
less as an air gun with busted spring
What he'd had his mind set on all this time
want spin' somebody's gore, but gettin'
tbe soun IN the table hot and teepin' the