The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1909-03-07

rs says to Sadie. when she springs
kns proposition about our putin in the
fsgg end Of the week down to Windy
mere, why so Wit the mob?'
I know says she, the Twombley-
Cranes do have suci crowds Every
one is going. But that's just the point.
We don't want to be left in town over
Sunday all alone, do we?'
Notice any emptiness of that kind
yesterday; or were they runnin' the
subway trains as usual? Well, well,
You'd thought to hear the talk of that
bunch that New York, with them away,
would grow to weeds. But they're an
.entertainfn' lot of time destroyers.
<Sure, 1 promises Sadie I'll come down
Saturday afternoon.
Chez says Swiftly Joe when he
hears where I'm headed for. Youth
have the swell time, hey? What do
they do down -there?"
"Do?" says l. why. we toss TWEEN
ty-dollar pieces at the goldfish and hunt
diamond backed terrapins with squirt
guns"
AIR ehee!" says he. I'm 2 fruity
one. amt 1? Straight goods now, what
kind of joy do they hand out most?"
See? Swiftly has an idea these big
house parties is something of a cross
between a clambake and a free circus,
WITH a new event Oil the prog ram tNtHN
haIf-hour, and the folks that's givin' it
eirculatin' round askin' if every one Is
happy. How was L gOin' to explain to
him that it's a gO-as-you-please, and
that you gets just the sort of fun you
digs out for yourself? Why, I've known
people who put in the whole time play
in solitaire in their rooms, while others
viii 60 to a place just to write letters,
or because they like the cookin.
Ill 7,-A I Int
almost as soon as I lands. 1t was the
stables brought him down TO Windy
mere. You give him half a dozen Of
them high steppin' horses to drive, and
a crowd of passengers behind him on
top of the tallyho, and he's perfectly
happy. He'll do it all day long, from
Monday morning to Sunday night
Nice boy, Norry. When he has a
double handful of reins and whip he
looks as intelligent as the average cab
man; and when he's got himself into
evenin' clothes, and has seventeen kinds
of food to eat, and nineteen kinds of
things to drink he can sit around starry
eyed and give as fine an exhibition OF
A human sausage as you'd want to see.
Did 1 say sausage? Make it blood pud-
din; it fits better with his complexion.
Hello. Merry" says ]. How re they
runnin'?"
HUH ne gFuntS- GIGtlt ACetUSt >
and a lame wheeler Lost thirty min
utes on the Short Hills trip"
That's an awful thing." says l. And
YOUR time SO valuable.
<It's a lot of satisfaction. joShin' Nor
~ When you spring a real good one,
maybe he'll blink twice. He never
moves an eyelid this time: but waddles
off to the smokin' room. 1 pushes
through the gang, findin' some that
know. and finally comes across Sadie
and Mrs. Purdy-Peil havin' conhden-
tiaI chat in a corner.
Couldn't do this at home. I sup
nose? ?" SAYS I. rs it anything you can
talk about before me
the flynn tackle. you've got here at
last, have you? Well, something per-
fectIy horrid has happened!
You've introduced somebody TO his
ex-wife? SAYS l. "Or has some OF your
young couples mated up wrong?'
1t want anything of the kind. It's
asase of missin' property. Mrs Purdy-
Pefl had shed her gold purse some
where's around the shop-the one with
the amethysts in the top and the dia
mond crown on the side-and they'd
hunted for two hours without diggin' it
I'D. She want dead sure. but she
thought she'd left it on her dressn'
table while she ran down the corridor
TO get Sadie's advice on what regalia
she should wear TO lunch, and when
she got back there was no gold purse
In sight.