Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1908-05-24

it appears she has money till she bored: She can't
spend it in Moline. and is afraid she would
be lonesome if she went to Paris, and so she
up Chicago and gets rid of as much of it as
she She's church member and IS not only
proper but actually benevolent; but, OH suffering
Samson! how she does want to have fun! Why, her
eyes like those of little boy that hears the band
playing inside and can't find chance to crawl under
the tent. The worlds her oyster; but she hash
anything to open the shell with
Miss kable told me all this afterward, you know.
At the time just sat there and enjoyed ourselves
l hadn't ordered vet. and Mrs. Wellington Will
kinson insisted on thinking out the whole luncheon
and being responsible for it. OF course, she wasn't
to be refused at least not by anyone SO hungry as
was. 1t was a poem of luncheon; and in the midst
of it all Miss IA BILE told Mrs Wilkinson how had be-
Universal Provider. Mrs Wilkinson thought
that was simply delicious. CThe same phrase by
the wav that / was mentally applying to her alad
at that moment)
Dear mel she said what convenient person to
know Now ha extraordinary sort OF want
AT your service. said L.
I'm giving a little dinner tomorrow ;. she went
on, up in the Palm room Meaning the Palm room
of the Auditorium Annex. I've invited thirteen
friends l made the fourteenth. of course Now,
my dear. live in Moline, and down there know
everybody; but up here thirteen is my limit One
of these. lady. has fallen out had to go East sud-
denly 1t wouldn't be very decent of me to set
thirteen unsuspecting persons down together at
table. would it,
| shook my head.
I'm going to give them the dinner of the world,
she replied quite seriously; and want 1t to be
success in every respect. Now, as Universal Pro-
wider, can you, will you. supply the missing lady
/ looked at Miss Kable She carries her heart IN
the right place. and has her commonsense always
concealed somewhere about her person. Her very
eyelashes treasured me- and l knew what she ex-
pected me to do.
DO you wish" said to Mrs. Wilkinson, to
have the order filled by me personally, or do you
dinners3'
She very kind. and bowed and smiled in that
city way that doesn't match her looks. You are
both my first and my second choice, she said. And
may well tell you now that there will be some
distinguished persons present; Russian Count,
among Others.
Why mott" was all l could think of to say.
Again l looked at Miss kable; but this time
she looking down at her plate, and l
knew she didn't take much stock in the Rus
sian Count Then neither shall l.
PUT the dinner. my dear! A real dinner!
l have been talking to the book illus
traitor, and she is fitting over frock of hers
SO that l can it. She says it is too
young for her. and she wants me to have 1T.
1t is a darling little dress, and | think it
has story; but of course mustn't ask. You
be tender with the book illustrator but
not familiar. Just try to fancy me tomorrow
at eight, will you: But not with the Russian
Still when one comes to think it over, he cant
help being Count, hes Or foreigner either!
He was bon dat way.
Dear girl, good by. Write me all you can. and
then little more for full measure Ever fondy
KATY CROCHET.
be continued Sunday