Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1908-11-15

F1ve!'' says she. One-and fragments.
Whv didn't save more? Because I'm not the
saving kind. I'm spender. I've been living
for four years among folks that had all sorts OF
nice things; not as luxuries, but as necessities.
They became necessities to me: That's where
it went. And now Well, | suppose they
will expect me to settle tor another week here
Tomorrow
'Herer says l. Say you amt telling me
now you're down to one sawbuck and staying
here, yout
why not?" says Miss Bristow. 1--WE
decided that this is Just the field for my peculiar
talents It's new field one | discovered all
by myself
Sure it don't collide with any of the statutes
they quote on the rules and regulations card
| hints
"Oh hope not" says She Il am going to
be a sort of confidential adviser to the lonely
rich. Aren't they here? And don't they need
some one like me to show them how to spend
their money!
by love, Miss Bristow," says Pinckney,
but that's an idea, you knowl'
Wasn't that shrewd of him." says |. But
how does it work out? Can you make good
with it?"
wait Ah there they are! Notice the old
couple over there at the side table near the
door,"
I'd been piping 'em off for the last fifteen
minutes out of the corner OF my eye The Old
gent has the only set of white whiskers in the
place, and the old lady-chunky, substantial
old girl she was, too-is wearin fused up
black silk that fairly shrieked of home dress.
maxim Both of EN- sittin' on the edge OF
their chairs, actin like they expected to be
ordered out any second About once every
two minutes he'd forget and start to tuck his
napkin under his chin but mother would give
him the warnin' sign and he'd put it back below
the top button of his vest.
They'd called for fried ham, baked potatoes,
and ice cream, and the waiter had brought 1t
all on at once. First they'd try piece OF ham,
then spoonful of ice cream Yet they was
nice, well meanin' old parties.
Some upstate Judge down for three days
trip and BLOWN mother to a real swell feed,
eh!" says l.
Mot at ALL" says Miss Bristow. Il Dor
rowed the newspaper clippings about him
from my old Office, and I'm well posted. He
comes from Southern California and out there
he's known as the Prune King His orchards
cover the best part of two counties, and sup
pose he could buy controlling interest IN this
hotel with seasons profits. Yet this is his
first trip east of Denver, and he behaves like
new boy at school They've been here nearly
a week, and his wife told me yesterday that l
was the only person she had spoken with, be-
sides the floor matron. We met IN the gold
parlor and had nice little chat. She says she
cried nearly all last night, and knows she is
going to die of lonesomeness before spring.
Now can't | earn a hundred or so week
showing them how to get over that! Just
watch me cheer them up little" and off she
sails over to the side table.
WELL, while we was havin our coffee, and
Pinckney was burnin' up a six-inch
Cazadora Abajo we watched, And say inside
of three minutes Mr.. and Mrs. Prune King has
forgot their stage fright SO far to sit natural
in their chairs, crack real smile at something
Miss Bristow sayin' to 'enl, and look the
head waiter square between the eyes. When
she's slipped half to their garcon, and got
him dancin' around helpin' EN- on with their
CHI Ir,ffc hacly 70,
"Well7" says she. Do you, think l can
play little sister to the forlorn rich, or not!
Il guess you're the goods" says |. But
can you make it pay?"
IAN l need is weeks backing" says she.
care you ready to finance this missionary en-
terprse of miner"
"How deep do have to dig?" says l.
90 could get along with two hundred says
She
l looks at Pinckney. and finds Pinckney
lookin' at me-
go on" says he. "1'1l risk my half.
Well, amt any air tight, and I've loosened
up on some queer touches; but I'd never lent
out SO much slim security. There was
Miss Bristow, though, lookin kind of desp rate
and wistful, and-well, l unbelts like little
man.
Thanks awfully," says she. "I'u let you
know how get along"
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