Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1908-12-13

his condition. Near as | could get to 1t, about
the only exercise he'd been indulgin' in reg lar
Signin his name and pushln the button
for his secretary.
You'd do to train with the Columbia beam
bag crew." says |. We'll have to start in real
mild. Now when did you want to begin?'
Why, five o'clock tomorrow afternoon
would suit me-" says he.
Tomorrow says l. But that's Christ
mas Eve"
80 it will be-" says he. Really, had for
gotten, you know
Queer thing to forget" says l. why, /
should Judge that would be your busy hour,
dom up blocks of shares for the family, and
sendin' out private cars and annual passes to
your friends
He shrugs his shoulders, rubs one hand over
the part of his head that's in need OF reforesta-
ton and remarks that he's afraid the day don
mean much to him, except that he'll have
spare hour or two then, and that he's anxious
to start in on the course ,
Now that's too bad" says /; for don't
see how can make it. Fact is, Mr.. Rimmer,
we'll be giving the youngster his first Christmas
party lust about then, and therell be bunch
of our friends in, and
"Oh, wouldn't think of asking you to stay
away," saws he mot for a moment. Children
and friends, Ell? You are very fortunate,
professor" and he sort of bites off sigh.
You talk like they was scarce articles,
says |. NJ nco, y COW. b.
rs it joke?" says l.
V/ELL say, you wouldn't have guessed 1t
w from man like R. H. Rlmmer, but he
spends the best part OF the next ten minutes
convincin me that he was dead IN earnest
Seems that some of my chance come-backs had
started the heart throbs under his vest, and he
proceeds to open up line OF intimate talk that
/ doubt if he springs very often. some OF IL
want news I'd read about his buyin' big
house on the avenue and havin' it all done over
inside until it looked like museum; and Id
heard about his two nieces that Mrs. R1mmer
had tried to launch in the social SWIM by glv1n
a twenty thousand-dollar dinner dance that
was attended chiefly by French walters and
private detectives guardin' the gold service.
But it never struck me that people as well hxed
as his family could live on Fifth-ave. and near
die of lonesomeness. He says it's fact, though.
Not that give rap for all the tat bTalned
society folks between here and the Harlem
River" says he; but it's rough on the girls.
And they're nice girls, too, even II do say 1T.
Yet these people act as though they might
catch the plague from EN-. And l know who
is behind all this, mind you. It's the wife of
certain stiff necked gentleman that l had to
freeze out of one of my boards OF directors
That is her way of getting even,-boycotting
nv nieces. Of course, l can get back at the
husband again. am getting back. and IN SIX
weeks more III make bankrupt of him. But
that won't help the girls. will it? And they'll
have Christmas Day about as cheerful as if
we were all in prison"
Saw, I've heard a lot about this Mr.. Rimmer
and expect that in his particular line he has
the average hold-up man lookin like the ticket
taker at a church fair; but this hard luck story
of his sure did get me. And you know how apt
/ am to go off half cooked at them times.
Look here, Mr.. Rimmer,' says l, Il tell
YOU what you do. Tomorrow afternoon you
lust load Mrs. Rimmer and the girls into the
limousine and have Henri run you up to my
house and join this kid party of ours Sadiell
be mighty glad to see you, and the girls can
take turns holdin' the most wonderful baby
that ever said Goo goo with a toe in his
mouth Well guarantee to cut the gloom
off one Christmas Eve for you, anyway. How
about it,"
"Why-why," says he, kind of chokin' up
why, McCabe, will extend your kind No.
by thunder I'll accept now. It's the first
genuine invitation we've had since we moved
on east, and-and- Well, we'll be there
Thank you"
AND do l go home and post Sadie on how
I've swelled the guest list with man that
needs the help OF an ex-ambassador and forty
more corporation lawyers to dodge gettin' a
free hair cut? Not me When it comes to de-
tails like that, I'm forgotten from Forgotten
burg N. ]. This holiday business has got me
so merkled l don't know whether I'm touchin
cacoDd bace or c1jnbiD' the fence