New-York tribune., 1910-05-08

eoots aiono over the waxed maple boards like
a Dair of summer butterflies. plvotIn hrst one
wav and then the other. dOdg1n III and out
among the couples. and givin an exhibition
that had any other performance on Ihe Hooi
1ookin like CrippleS parade
FIRST il got into my heels, and then 1t goes
to NV head | didn't know whether L was
waltzin', or havin' a JOY ride with some Dlplane
shuffer | wa mt Sayin word IN the way OF
language: but Miss Wee keeps UP string OF
chatter and piggles that's enough for both
You'd thought to see us. | expect. that we was
carrvin on a real. rapid fire. smart set dIaLo8ue'
when all the while 1t was only her tellin me
how the diff rent parties was actin when they
first snotted her on the floor with a ringer. and
how the chaperons were squintIn at us through
their lOrgnettes tryin to make out who L was
And the greatest shock | ever had was when
the music stopped and fell about mile down
through rosy clouds
.'Thereu be an encore. My aunt 5 over there.
and she's just wild; but it doesn't matter
You're good sport" says l. joinin' in the
hand clappin to jog the orchestra INTO glVln
repeat
haDDens to glance UP into the little visitors
balcony at the end of the ballroom Who do
YOU guess sees watChin us bug eyed ana open
mouthed? Why. Izzy Budheirner and Miss
Tessie! See? They've broke away from the
lady shirtwaisters durin' the supper hour so
Izzv can give his new girl glimpse OF what
a real swell dance is like Maybe he planned
on stoppin' in at the clOakroOm too. and seem
if | was holdin' down the job proper
ANYWAY | can't blame him for dom the
open face act when he discovers me out on the
floor with the belle of the ball But all | has
time to do is send him up the chilly stare and
away We go again into another One-tWo-three
dream-me and Miss Wee
i don't care what becomes OF ME, she
huns over my shoulder.
" Me either, says |.
Silly boyl" says she. Whats your
name"
lust Torchy.'' says l. after my hair
i think curly red hair is cute. says she
Il could go hoarse sayin' things like that
about YOU. says l.
Maybe it was lucky. too. that this second in
stal1nent was short or | might have gone clean
mushy; for the way she could look at me out
of them big gray eyes of hers waS-Well, II was
the real thing in thrills The wind-up came
lust as we gets around near the ClOakrOOm door
and stops
e.. Il was awfully good of you." says She
"GeeI" SAYS l. Why | could wear out all
my old shoes don that, and if ever YOU need
''S-s-sh.'' says she. Here comes my aunt
MOT waitin for any further diagram of the
situation | makes dash into the cloak
room where | finds Izzy Budheimer gain
puzzled at Bobby. who's sittin tilted back IN
his shirt sleeves with the braided coat slung
the floor.
Look here Torchy!" begins Izzy. What
the"
On the job. Izzy, if YOU want to save it,
says |. wigglin' out of Master BobbyS ex-
pensive clothes and chuckin' EN- at him
- But why-what- says Ivy. tryin again
Don't stop to ask fool questions OF busy
society man., says |; but Jump into Your
uniform. get in your coop there. and prepare
to put the timeock on Your conversation
works In about minute there'n be a dele
CATION of old hens in here lookin' for a myS-
teriorrS y-pfrrlCr gent with IuCPudIary hair who
has disappeared. Your cue is to look innocent
and not know anything about it. See9 If
there's any explainin' to be done. let Bobby
do it.
oh l sayl' groans Bobby. jumpin' up
and by the time I've struck the bottom stair
on my way out he's grabbed his overcoat and
is beatin it down to find his carriage
How Miss Wee squared 1t with Aunty is a
puzzle | never expect to find out the answer to;
but I'll risk her. She's pink queen she is. and
after that one waltz with her | can look cold
eyed at row of Tessie girls stretchin from
here to the Battery.