New-York tribune., 1910-05-08
Rune in with the Gold Spooners
Continued from page 8

lady a year older She grips her tan hard
and stands there starn' al him. m so nuch
int rested in the case that the trst thlng k1lo"
I've butted in with advice
..Ah. be nice Claude" says |. Dance with
the young lady. l would if l was YOU.
And YOU can t guess how fussy a little remark
like that gets Bobby boy. He almost swallows
his cigarette from the Jar he gets, being spoken
to bv a common coakroom checker. First OH
he Jumps up and stalks over to me real majestic
and threatenIn
.You-you- How dare you?' he splutters
out
snined over it. | want offerin any deadly
insult. and if it makes you feel as bad as all
that I'll take it back.
It'll have you disnissedi' he growlS
Cant do it, Bobby, says l. m no reg
lar tip chaser I'm here incog doing 1t for a
lark, yknow. Back to your corner, now-
There's a lady present
He glares at me for minute or so, and then
turns on the queen in pink. L hope you re
satisfied. Wee" says lie. You would come IN
here. thought | can't help 1t II the attendants
are insOlent to you.
"Pooh!" says Miss Wee. The young man
was only taking my part
"So?" sneerS BObbe. Il congratulate you
on YOUR new champion.
He acts more like gentleman than you do,
at anv ratel' she fires back at him.
Does he?" says Bobby. Then why don't
YOU get him for a partner?
- Ii con ask me lOI lIlS LCNl waltz
will" says she, tossin' up her chin ~.
What a bluff! says Bobby. Well Miss
Wee L m not going to ask you. Now!
GAY. it was gettin' more or less personal by
~ that time and was wonderin Just how the
Young lady was goin' to back out of the prOpo-
sition that had been put up to her, when the
first thing | know she's marchin straight over
to where | was
.:Will YOU give me this next waltz" says she.
G., I 10 me- I
"Certainly do, says She ou can dance
can't you?'
Il don't know" says I; but can do an
East Side spiel
In a minute" says I; Just hold on until il
borrow the young gentleman's evenin coat
"Wha-what's that" snorts Bobby:
You can be usin mine for srnokln Jacket,
SAYS l. Peel it off now, and let the fancy vest
come along tool
II won't do it, says Bobbie-
oh yes YOU will says |. or else YOU and
me will be mixed up in a runpus that II bring
the chaperons and special cops in here on the
rum and with that | proceeds to shed the
braided coat and my black vest.
You re insulting!" says Bobby, gettin wild
eyed.
leave it TO the young lady
And when I'd sized her up for a thorough
bred hadn't made any wild guess There
twinkle under them long eyelashes that's as
good as a go-ahead signal
"Of course says she, 1t was you VINO VINO
suggested him as partner, anyway And
hurry Bobby. there goes the waltz
"I-I-' he begins.
All shuck emf says I. startin' for him
hasty.
expect it was the prospects OF gettin' rung
into a rough and tumble. and having to eX-
plain to mother that changed Bobbys mind
so sudden. At any rate. inside of minute
more I'm wearin' the pearl gray walstcoat and
the silk faced tuxedo. and out | sails onto the
shiny floor of the green and gold ballroom with
somebody's pink costumed heiress hangin' to
my LETT arm 49,
"One-two-three; one-two-three- Now!
says she. countin out the time so | Shouldnt
make any false start.
RUT say | didn't need that. Course | nj no
- cotillion leader. and about all the dancln
ever done at chowder parties or IN the
Coney Island halls; but who couidn keep
step to tune like "Yip-I-Addy played by
twelve-pece gOulaSh orchestra, specially with