Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1907-12-08
Drawings by F. Vaux Wilson

But therel' she goes .
presume you bought it only -
speculation. Now what is your price
for next week." ri 2
Say for the love of Pete, l could M !,
mt tell what it gave AH II
crouch. Maybe it only the Off <Z%
hand way she threw it out the &v}NS
snippy chin toss that goes with it: ~ IN
but felt like I'd been stroked with 49, I'm
piece of sand paper \WN
Vi: 'a Il 45 sss 5;.' r: ss' N" IN
"You!" says she. and through the
gauze curtain l could see her hump IiB
her eyebrows E@
That finished the Job Even if IN
the Toreador turned out to be a M
opera house. tourin' balloon, | 4gS4X
was goin' to keep it busy for them /, lsyWI
seven days f/y91XXd
Why not me-" says l. /X1HfW
'All alone" says she /(NlH1aN
Well, l didn't know where it i'NIIZHyWa
would land me. but | wa mt goin {NIHHYMH
to have her tag me for lonesome f}MNNaNH
spender Not much! says 1. Il aIhvH
was just maxim ,S up my list; c- How INyA
last name-with X? 3iHTA&5
Really" says she. DO you t'" W
that she is to be of your
guests, Then you must be going just
where had planned to go.-to see
the fleet mobilize at Hampton
Roads,"
Guess she wants to whether not n I'm
wndin' the string ball, for at that she pushes up
her front drop, and spots her for that Mrs, Brit
ton Bailey, the top notcher l was ten you about.
For minute she taps her chin with them
foldin' eyeglasses. and | wanted to sing that
she'd dent the enamel if she didn't quit bein
careless; but | held in Say, what's the eatin
carrots and takn buttermilk baths when YOU can
have mercerized comp exon like that laid on at
the shop:
All of sudden she flashes up little silver case
and pushes out vistin card. There's my name
and address,, VS. She " If you should change your
mind about using the Toreador, YOU may telephone
to and l hope YOU will
Seem as you're so anxious" saws |. III do
better I'll just put you down for an invite. How's
that"
1 had an idea she might blow up; but say. there's
sure but that would be quite novelty. Yes. YOU
may count me" and she was gone without SO
much as thank you kindly:
When come to, and had the thing sized up. it
looked like I'd been let in deep. | was due to
stand for kind of racket, but whether it
was wa, picnic or surprise party didn't know
What wanted Just then was information, and tor
certain kinds of knowledge there's nobody like
Pnckney.
was dead lucky to locate him too but takes
chance and finds him at his special table in
the palm room, just lookin' dry Martini in the
face. Course, he calls for another plate and says
must hit up some lunch.
Il Will" says l. if You'll answer me two ques-
tons First off, what is it Mr.. Ogden owns that
he calls the Toreador?'
Why" says Pinckney, that's his steam yacht"
off the chair. And me dead sure it bunch
of six-room-and- baths! Well what's done is done.
Now what's happenin down to Hampton Roads
The gathering of the battleships that are going
to the Pacific coast, of course" says Pnckney.
You should read the newspapers Shorty
Il do says |; but didn't see a word about
it on the sportin' page.
He tells me all about it. and how lots of the swells
is goin down to see 'em off. You ought to go
too, says he.
Looks like l was billed" says l.
RutW a he he