Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1910-01-09

E1I7XWIA had new Looey Cans decorations
XN,HE2x~NN put in the ballroom of their double
breasted town house and want to
open the holiday season with a bang, what do they
do? Why, give costume dinner dance
Course amt hintin' that they re anything the
same. Ones gilt edged function that the papers
prints columns about and the others only suds
jamboree that'll be noticed in the Bronx police
court jottings, providn Bug Coolgans in his usual
frisky humor. Bugs particlar friend of my first
assistant, Mr.. Swiftly Joe Gallagher, which
counts for the fact that I'm bunkoed into buyin
ticket.
"Gaiety of that brand amt just in my line says
/ to Bug; but tell by the that the Jolly
Kiddos are noble organization SO here's my con-
tribution
Thanks" says he "Youse is an easy shedder."
1t little diff rent, the gets the call to
mix in the other affair." Sadie flashes an engraved
card on me when strikes the ireside the other
ing and makes out that Mr.. and Mrs. McCabe is in
vited to be among those present at Number Imply
nine Fifth-ave, half after ten, in costume of the
period.
Why; the one that matches the ballroom tapes IS
satin knee breeches will do, if you wear powdered
HUH" says 1. You amt countin' on my APP
pearn' out in any Jimmy Hackett rig, are you!
Not for muh!
THAT'S the way said it, just like that, prompt
and decided. Oh I'm a reg lar overbearin
brute in my own home tell you! Why, turned
that proposition down cold and hard you'd
thought it couldn't be pried up with a redhot crow
bar But Sadie she only smiles sort of indugent and
word
You'll have to practise wearing sword, says
she, or else it will be tripping you up the stairs
When button on any tin hardware" says |,
land prance around any ballroom in short silk
panties before folks you can"
There, there!" says she, soothin'. You haven't
been asked to lead the cotilion, you know. Favvy
Pelham will do that for you
He's the cute chap the ladies making such fuss
over, amt he?'
Yes. and they say he's perfectly killing says
Sadie. He's always doing such odd, original things,
and getting off the most absurd speeches.
"Reg1ar society cut-up, chr" says l. Now,
what show w, would have to be cunnn when hes
wantn me to tend out on this masquerade, are you?
What would do at dance anyway"
What plenty of other men do who don't dance,
suppose. says She Goodness knows shall not have
chance to do much dancing myself but it's to be
the biggest thing of the season. and hate to miss it,
Still, if l must stay at home"
You know the rest, and maybe you can guess how
the debate turned out. I'd started by sayin' fiat
that wouldn't, and inside of five minutes 1
promised by admittn that l would She says
there'l be crush and that Ill find lots of comp'ny
loafng around the smokin and the spectators
balcony, and that when get fixed up with my mask
nobody'll know me, anyway. So why should I
care!
Well. it all sounds innocent enough to hear her
tell it. and the first thing know I've been jolied
into goin to a costumer's and bein measured for
outfit. Even then amt wise to what I'm really up
against, and as I'm more or less busy for the next
few days don't do any worryin'.
THEN here the other afternoon comes back to the
studio after partakin of swell lunch at the
Cafe des Infants (Chids, No. g. and finds Swiftly Joe
PAWN through long pasteboard box that's been
delivered while I'm out.
"Chee!" says he, holdin' up fancy silk cutaway,
all decorated with lace and gold braid. Guess
some dressnakers got the street numbers twisted.
Look what's here"
Drop it," says I. Cant you keep your fingers
out of anything, you South Brooklyn tunnel digger?
Put it back!"
"Ah, don't get so peevish," says he. Il thought