Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1908-12-27

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|1alIHNN/1HJI sprung on me, and think
lU&RRRN mess | might have been I'll
EV@TTI TTsNN if it hadn't been my lucky
0S>>@A 1t was around closin' til
I've let Swiftly do the early getaway SO he
South Brooklyn in time to change tor the
he's goin to wear to the ninth annual gra
and reception of the Eucalyptus Athletic
tion,-gents' hat checks IS cents Swift,
one of the floor managers, with pink al
badge as big as dinner plate You know tt
Well, that leaves me all by my lonely
studio. and I'm maxim ready for the hol
dash myself; when there's a trippin', swish,
on the stairs and some one claws the door
like they couldn't work it quick enough
bolts a young female person with her eyes
over her shoulder wild and excited.
She had some eyes, too Oh, yes. LII
Burke kind. Seen Bllies2 Well, just as rot
big and northern-lighty as hers, only that
all there is to this young person That IS
you count in the hat It's one of these Il
foot bath models. covered with black sat
sproutin' two-foot black ostrich feather
one side Everything else she has on is
black too from the lynx boa and mutt, to
the gauze front silk stockin's and the low
cut, high heeled pumps. The black dress
is one of those glove fittin costumes that
gives her the general outlines of a machine
turned newell post topped with coal scoop.
"Ah-h-h! says she, pantin real tragic.
"Ah-h-h!"
"Once more for luck" says l.
''Sir-r-ro" says she, lettin' her voice slide
up until it strikes the fourth note above the
scale.
Never mind givin me my full title.
saws | but you We made a mistake, aint
YOU You'll find Frohman's office down on
the corner of goth and Broadway
IL beg pardon, says she, but aren't
you Professor McCabee"
Wish l could deny it, says L; but |
can't That's me-
Then save me, save me-" she sings out,
and before | can sidestep or duck or any
thing she makes a swoop for me with her
arms spread and the next thing | know
we're in clinch with the front rim of that
scoop lid sawin the ridge of my nose, and
the muff damned against one ear, and lot
of fur boa stuffed into my mouth l tries
to back away; but she only hangs on
tighter. and she has both arms pinned to
nv sides as neat as if she was maxim an
end tackle third down and ten yards to go
All break away! Can't you2' says |,
BLOWN out the fur and leanin' back 50 as
to clear the hat rim
But you will save me, wont you9'
says she "Oh, do say you will"
''Sure!" says l. Only loosen up on this
half Nelson I'm no life raft Unlock the
grapples.'
CHE does it kind of reluctant; but l gets
out of jeopardy, pushes her OFT under
the bunchlight, and takes another look.
The fur boa being dropped away from her
neck, l see she's decorated with heavy
gold chain necklace, and gold cross abou
inches long hangin' down on the openwork
her dress But whether she IS sixteen or tive
l can't Judge. She has one of these young
old young, faces that you never can make o,
sides, she seems to be all worked up abou
thing, her chest heavin' up and down with tt
breaths she was takin
Nov let's have it easy" says l is it
of your bein mobbed by the managers, or
1T was mani" says she = | merely To-
him in the station and-and he has been fc
me ever since. You see, | was coming from
and
SCHOOL," says l. You don t mean
you're "a
The Misses Frelinghausens' private acac
Castle Manor" says she. And I'm SO frig
He-he tried to speak to me-
Well. of course that puts things in
light. | begins THROWN up picture of an il
young school girl being traed by some mas
half scared to death and | feels nv teeth