The Evening statesman. [volume] (Walla Walla, Wash.) 1903-1910, 1908-12-18

THE EVENING ST.
photo of the house. and he started the
conversation by asking:
Didn't I take your picture a few
days ago?"
Most certainly, you did not" was
the prompC reply.
"Well it doesn't matter, anyway. l
am not taking pictures now. BY the
way, isn't your face a little dirty?"
Not being certain but that some
CRIME had in some unknown man
ner found a place upon her counte
nance, the woman turned for moment
to look into a mirror, thus giving the
solicitor opportunity to extract his
box of soaps and powders from an in
ner pocket
Il can't see that my face is more
than ordinarily dirty" she returned
and the dapper young man stayed with
her.
you are widow, are you not?"
yes" The reply was fabrication,
for the woman of the house is
married; but she wanted to see the
point to which the soap dispenser was
leading. He was just preparing to ex-
plain to her the manner in which his
articles would enhance her beauty and
give her better prospects for securing
a husband, when, like a shot from 12-
inch gattling gun, the retort was
given: II F5E1v
"Well, if I did want a husband, I'd
look for something different than you
appear to be-"
With those words tingling his ear
tips the door flew shut with a bang
that could be heard throughout the
neighborhood. and replacing the box
of precious soap, the embryo sales
man turned and walked thoughtfully
toward the next house, mentally check
ing up item in the "losC" column of
the profit and loss" page of his Jour
nal.
Morning, Leo" was the smiling
greeting of the married man who
dropped into the lobby of the Dacres
yesterday morning for game of dice
with the young lady az the cigar case,
and after he had been "stung' and
compelled to pay for two weeds when
way to the desk where LEO was busirv
engtged in checking up the receipts
In the cash drawer with the register Go
determine whether any of the boarders
were delinquent in their paymnts
L say, old kiddo, how's your liver
this morning; you don't look as pert
as usual didn't you sleep well?"
Yep" returned Leo, dropping dol
lar in the till with resounding bang.
Slept about same as usual. Why your
interest regarding my condition?''
"Oh, nothing; only I did not know
but what you had taken it upon your
self to fall into a trap such as was laid
for me by my better half last night
No more for your Uncle Willie, please"
We'll, don't keep me in suspense,
you lobster"
Listen to me, Leo; any full grown
nlncompoop in possession of the fac
ulties bestowed upon him, who will
go shopping during the Christmas sea-
son will not hesitate to saw mean
things about the city council. AS for
me, from this time hence and forever
I'm gong to take the leading part in
quiet little drama called "The Simple
Life. You know, 1 never could stand
dissipation.
1T is a Well known fact that T al
ways was an accommodating cuss.
and so when my fraulien wanted me.
to accompany her on Christmas
shopping tour last night, I at once
made haste to doff smoking Jacket and
slippers and make ready. We got in
side OF the door of one of the denart-
nd fhof
was to it. For the first ten or Is min
utes I busted myself inspecting the
hashers in the back-co1 of a young
lady who was doing her d-dest to be-
mead me with the edge of her Merry
Widow hat, alternating with short arm
jabs from her hat-pin in my orbs.
Speaking about nerve; that female
had it all; she must have recently
taken advantage of a bargain sale at
slaughter house. And just as nv at
tention had been drawn to the price
tag on a young stenographer's Chris
TOPPER Columbus collar, my wife an
nounced that it was our move.
For about the distance of a square
or two on a checkerboard we forged
ahead and I reached upward madly in
an endeavor to.grasp a strap to steady
myself, when the realization dawned
upon me that l WIS not in an inter-
urban car. Just theln an important
appearing person with shoes like the
rustic plowman is quoted By the poets
as wearing, got the fool idea into his
nut that l was afflicted with corns,
and he began working on my pedal e0-
tremites with both feet.
For another hour 1 busted myself
as best 1 could watching the whoe
cussed picture show-thas what ic
amounted to; new scene every three
hundredth part of a second. 1t remind
ed me of my old college days when in
football 7 Joined the down and-out ag-