Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1910-01-16
BY
S EW ELL
FORD
Drawing by James
Montgomery Flagg

"HEE! but m gettln 4
n to be useful! Course, 30
don't figure out no II. rs
awful slump in Corrugated 49,
stocks if should get pettish IsSIg<1X
some day and tell EN- they'd 7 so ~
got to find new office y IA
boy. That amt the kind of 81
shredded thought II feedin ia TA
l fit into lot of places
besides the chair behind the -,
brass gate Why have to sss
put sub three or four ~ Ia
times a week, while I'm "a 10
spreadln myself out all over :t TIA :
the lot 5s
1t all come of their maxim 51z1 III
special messenger to the 1880 y
boss; for since old Mr. Films - - 81 -
has been laid up with tooth 81 g g
ache in his knee joints 80 .sazg 81 r
they've been chasin' me up EzsfezE -
to the FIT ave ranch with -
mail, and blank bonds to be IL
signed, and such truck. And ~ W. I<
that's how l come to get SO s4se3fz
thick with Marjorie. g. fa IN
was waitn in the front ~ - 81
hall. phi pin off the gor- sSs
seriousness, when some 49, sxxsAx
pushes in through the dra- 49, $3.50 \
peries L. U. f. and I'm dis IN
covered. And, say, she was E5NsM~sslyL
magnum, all right You ss.sasesz
know the sort of pppins they
pick out to hang up by
string in the fruit store Win
dow: Well that was her style. Big? She'd fit close
in a Morris chair! And she didn't look more n eighteen
nineteen, either For all her width, she was built
there'd been enough for pair of good lockers
YOU d want to
"O-o-oo" says she as she comes in. 'See who's
here.
l never says word, but just twists my toes
around the chair legs and looks into my hat Not
that I'm any afraid of girls; but l want feelin'
much to home there as l do in some Places and
didn't want to make any break. But she wouldn't
let it go at that.
"O-o-o-o!' says she again, and as squints up at
her sees the reg lar cut up looks just bubbln out
"G'wan!" says l. Il amt curiosity.
"Oh, it is Torchy then, isn't it :" says she.
You don't think this is a wig I'm wearin', do
YOU: says l. That's what l got to expect with
hair like mine. The minute my descriptions given
out everybodys
She giggles and says that Brother Roberts been
telling her about me- I'm Marjorie, you know
says She
Well" says l. lookin' her over careful you Il do "
l meant it. Mr.. Roberts, only fair sized but old
ElIns is whale, and l thinkin of him
when l said that Marjorie up to specifications
She seems to think I've handed out lump of
butterscotch though. and we gets real chatty:
don't know what kind of fairy yarns Mr.. Robert S
been tearin' off at home about me; but from the
start she treats like l of the family.
And Marjorie just nice she was heavy.
She didn't try to carry any dog; but just blazes
ahead and spiels out the talk. l get next to the
fact that she's just home from of them swell
boardn schools, where they pump French and
music into young lady putesses at dollar minute
and throw in lessons on how to say Home, Fran
cois!'' to the Chauffeur. This some kind of a
vacation Marjorie was havin and she was dom her
best to make every hour count.
KNOWIN' all that helped to keep from bein' so
~ much Jared by her next move 1t was couple
of days after, on Wednesday, and we'd got real
we'll acquainted, when Marjorie spots as l was
headin back for the Office after leavin things
for the boss.
''Torchy," says she, where's Robert? What
was he doing when you left?"
Give it up says l. And, anyway l amt