Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1910-08-28

sent her box Of candy and note saying we might be
up this way, and -and-
crusher, though! Sendin' candy to strange actress
ladies! But you seem to be painfully sober to-day.
How does this happen3"
Say. who do you think you re kidding?" he growls
"Me kiddn?' says l. "Why, how absurd of you,
Rutty! Come now, own up and say Just why 1t IS you
amt soused to the neck and tearn things wide open up
here! Supply give out, or whats!
II don't know what you mean, says he.
There, thatll do along that line, Rutty, says |;
for all your wild college has been exposed you
know. Mother knows how you loaded up after the
YaeHarvard game and stayed in the brine for week;
also how you dropped fifty plunks guessin where the
little ball would stop rolln. She's onto you, Rutty,
and so is Uncle. They've come all the way up here to
you from marryin' wicked actress and to yank
you from drunkard's grave"
What rot!' says Rutledge. "Why. only took
couple of glasses of beer that time and haven't tried it
since. Truly haven't give you my word OF honor
that"
"Never mind pin' up the testimony, Rutledge,"
says |. Il begun to suspect them false
soon you answered my hail. The question is. who
worked EN- up?"
redder. Il know what all the has been about
says he. 1t must have been nonsense told to
girl. II was just stringing her."
No you mt Rutty,' says |. You was boaStn',
tryn to make her think you hot young blood.
WE'LL you succeeded; for she tells your cousin, and
Cousin trots to Mother with the tale and then the panic
why didn't they ask about it, them" says
Rutledge, instead of shutting up with those fool
tutors. That's why And meant to do all
the things said Id done, too
We'll, how you been gettin along with the programl
says 1.-The actress affair don't seem to have panned
out very excitin' yet, does it,"
Il didn't expect it would says he. "And haven't
had much fun anyway was awfully seasick for three
days, and then got badly sunburned, and-and I'm
tired Of the whole thing didn't mean to scare Mother
Ill 60 and tell her it isn't true, any of that yarn.
"A hot lot of good that would do now, says |, when
she's got her mind made up that it's all gospel truth.
No. Rutty she is dead you're tough you tried
10 lie To he LADY md We do
something more convncn than just deny 1t If you want
to change her mind"
but what can dor" asks Rutledge.
Maybe | could plan out something" says |. Are
you willin' to do just as say?"
Yes yes" says he, anything you say!'
&c. with the help of the party that the pool par
lor fits Rutledge out to play the part of the repent
ant prod. The properties old pack of playin'
cards one whisky flask half full Of shellac, and per
fectly good box of cigarettes. And only took five
minutes to coach him up in the business Then goes
back to the dock alone
YES" says to the Bishop and Mrs Ashcroft "hes
here, all right, and he amt soused nor married to
the actress. It's been escape, though, and |
guess she threw him over The effect has been good.
though. What do you Think He's so tired of his
wicked ways that he's promised to reform. Yep Just
told himself. He's going to begin right now. No.
don't rush after him Might break the spell you know
and you for yourself. Now don't say word
when he comes. Just watch"
And Rutledge, he goes through the act real well for
an amateur First he walks the rocks in front of
US sad and thoughtful and begins by fshn the cga-
rettes out of his pocket and chuckn EN- into the drink.
"Oh Rutledge!" signs Mother fond and grateful.
Next he haus out the pack of cards. fingers EN- for
minute and then sends EN- sain after the dope sticks
Brave lad!" whispers the Bishop.
They shoulders and takes hold of hands when the
brown flask is produced. They breathes hard when he
tips up and takes sniff of the shellac But when he
grabs the bottle by the neck swings it around his head
couple of times and then smashes the rocks Mrs.
Ashcroft can't stand it any longer.
My boy! My noble boy!'' she squeals, maxim
dash towards him, and in another minute her and