The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1908-10-18

go out and lean over the rail. I guess
the Bishop want feelin' any too COM
Portable, either; but he was there to
do his duty, so he makes one last
stab.
Ferdinand" says he. your mother
asked me to say that
Tell her 1 was never so happy IN my
life" says Ferdy, pattin' a broadside of
solitaires and marquise rings.
Come on. Bishop" says 1. There's
only one cure for a complaint Of that
kind, and it looks like Ferdy was bound
to take il.
We was just startin for the deck,
when the door was blocked by a stew
ard luggin' in another sheaf Of roses.
and followed by a couple of middle
aged, jolly lookin' gents, smokin' ci-
gars and marchin' arm in arm. One
was a tall, well built chap in silk
hat; the other was a short, pussy, ruby
beaked gent in French flannels and a
Panama
Hello. sweety" says the tall one
'PeekabOO, deaTy,' sings out the 9TH
err
Dick! JIMMY" squeals Madam
Brooklini, givin' hand TO each of 'em.
and leaVin' Ferdy hOldin' the air. "Oh,
how delightfully."- thoughtful of your
Tried TO ring in old Grubby. too"
says Dick; but he couldn't get away.
He Clipped in for the flowers. though"
Dear old GTubby," says she. Let's
see. he was my third. wasn't he?"
Why. dearyr' says Dicky boy. II
was Number Three. Grubby was your
second"
Really says she. But I do get
you so mixed. OH and then she re-
members Ferdy- ''Ducky, dear" she
goes on. Il want you TO know these
gentlemen-twO of my former hus-
bands!
"wha-a-atr' gasps Ferdy. his eyes
bulgin' out
hears the Bishop groan and flop
on seat behind me. Honest. it was
straight Dick and Jimmy was cou-
pie of discards, old Grubby was an
other. and inside of minute blamed
/ if she hadn't mentioned a fourth. that
was planted somewhere on the other
/ side. Course, for a convention there
wouldn't have been a straight quorum:
but there was enough to answer roll
call TO make it pass for a reunion, all
right
/ And it was a peach while it lasted.
/ The pair of has-beens didl't have long
/ to stay. one havin' To get back to Chi
| casO and the other bein' billed to start
on a yachtin' trip. They'd just run
over TO say by by. and tell how they
was plannin an annual dinner, with
the judges and divorce lawyers for the
guests. Yes, yes. they was a Jolly cou-
pie, them two, All the Bishop could
( do was lay back and fan himself as he
/ listens, once in a while whisperin' 10
himself. My. N.Y. AS for Ferdy, ne
! looked like he'd been hypnotized and
was waitin' to be woke up.
The pair was sayin' good by for the
third and last time, when in rushes a
high strung. nervous young Teller with
E.-E,s
his hand
We'll, Larry, what is il now?' snaps
out Madam Brooklini. dom the light
min change act with her voice. Il am
engaged. you see"
( Can't help it," says Larry Got
I fourteen reporters and eight snap shot
men waiting to do the sailing story for
the morning editions. Shall l bring 'em
Up?"
But 1 am entertaining two Of my
ex-husbands." said the lady. and
Great" says Larry. Wen put 'em
in the group. Whose the other?"
oh. that's only Ferdy," says she. II
/ haven't married him yet"
/ Bully" says Larry We can get
half a column of space out of him
alone. He goes in the pictures. too.
Wen label him Next or Number
Five Elect or something like that.
Line 'em up outside. viii you?"
I "Oh, pshawi" says Madam BrOOklini-
What a nuisance these press agents
are But Larry is 50 enterprising.
Come, we'll make a splendid group, the
I four of US. Come, Ferdy-''
! Reporters" Ferdy let's IL come out
of him kind of hOarse and husky, just
/ like he'd just seen a ghost.
| But / knew the view that he was get
tin: his name in the headlines. his
picture on the front page. and all the
| chappies at the club and the whole
Newport crowd chueklin' and nudging
each other over the story of how he
was taggin' around after an opra
singer that had a syndicate of second
hand husbands.
NO. no, no." says he. II was the
only time I ever heard Ferdy come
anywhere near a yell and / wouldn't
have believed he could have done II II
I hadn't had my eyes on him as he
jumps clear Of the corner, makes
flynn break through >he bunch, and
streaks it down the deck for the for
ward COmpaniOnway.
Me and the bishop didn't wait TO see
the finish of that group picture. We
takes after Ferdy as fast as the bish-
OPS wind would let us, he bein' afraid
that FerGy was up TO SOmeth1n des-
perate. like jumpin' off the deck All
/ Ferdy does. though. is jump into cab
ana drive LOT LFll6s Us u ANN o-l DS-
/ hind. We was close enough at the end
! Of the run to see him bolt through the
door: but kupps tells US that Mr. Dob
/ son has left orders not to let soul
( into the house.
Early next mornin', though, the 1.sh-
I on comes around and asks me TO go UP
while he tries again. and after We've
stood on the steps Tor ten minutes.
! waitin for kUpps TO take in note.
were shown up to Ferdy's bedroom
He's in silk pajamas and bath robe.
Iookin' white and hOllOw-eyed. Every
mernin' paper in town is scattered
around the room. and NOT one of EN-
with less than a whole column about
how Madam BrOOklini sailed for Eu-
rope.
( ANY of 'em got anything to say
about Number Five?" says I
! Thank heaven, no." grOans Ferdy-
/ Bishop. what do you suppose poor
dear Alicia thinks of M thought
why. my son" says the bishop his
little eyes sparklin', Il suppose she Is
thinking that it is most time for you to
arrive in Newport, as you promised