Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1910-11-06
SUNDAY MAGAZINE FOR NOVEMBER g.
Who Helped Waddy Kick In
Continued

Say, you remember that, don't your
At first Mrs Barnes looked at her sort of
dazed, and then her glance wanders over to
me. 1t must have been my grin that
brought her to; for she smiles in spite OF
herself.
"That must have been before we were mar
RED"
"Well, maybe it was" says Mrs. Sam.
but: ANYWAY, he did; and while was urg
ing Sam to get after the commissioners for
that promotion l was plannin' how | could
pull wire on my own hook. Course,
didn't tell him was comm down to see you;
but you can bet made bee line from
13Sth-st. down here the minute he was out
of the house. And you'll fix it up for Sam,
won't you?'
"Do you mean" says Mrs. Barnes, that
you want me to ask my husband TOTO"
"Why, sure" says Mrs. Sam. You get
him to have Sam made a Sergeant. I'll
stand behind it. I'll see that he makes good
/ always have since we've been married, and
that's eight years now. We have to stand
behind the men, don't we, or what would
they amount to, anyway! Why, Sam
wouldn't have stayed on the force long
enough to get his first service stripe if it
hadn't been for me! Wanted to go. in with
a cousin of his that was buyin' out Cooligan's
place ON 125th-st.. Sam, says l. you stick
to the brass buttons and keep out of the
booze business. Don't the brewers get it
all unless you run crooked joint! And
you know how quick I'll bounce you if you
don't stay straight That's the way
talked to Sam, and it was the maxim of
him. You know? l expect you have your
little sessions with Mr. Barnes, eh?"
TWAS thinkin' she'd be needin' to exchange
another grin about then; but she don't
look over for it. Somehow, this line OF talk
from Mrs. Sam Brittman seems to have got
her int rested.
"I-I don't know" says she; "but go on.
What else?"
why, it was dead easy" says Mrs. Sam:
Him and me always have been good
chums and we've got along fine. Course.
while we was just keepin' company, and |
was only a girl workin' in box fact'ry for
my seven a week, what Sam said was law.
Ny folks nearly spoiled him, maxim the
fuss they did over him whenever he came
around, and it took me nearly year to get
some of them notions out of his head. But
he knows who's boss now, Sam does! What
did he used to do with his salary? Why,
blow it as it came in! 1t was me opened the
account at the savings bank. Also it was
me found them Bronx house lots and paid
L
has got to be better judge of real estate
than am; but it was me started him in.
And he's glad of it now, you bet! I've kept
him on his job too. He'll tell you himself
how it was he came to be put on as rounds
man. Hang to it, SAM says l to him.
There's a Captains job waiting for you,
and we'll pull together until you get it. But
he's got to be Lieutenant first. That's why
I'm here. And you'll help; won't you,
Dear?"
GAY, was watchin' Mrs. Wadleigh Barnes
~ more or less curious durin' all this. I'd
seen the pout come out of her lips, and the
flush fade from her cheeks; but hanged if l
want some surprised when her mouth cor
ners begins to culver and them big eyes to
dim up.
81 wish could help" says she; "but
l can't-really, can't"
"Sure you can!" comes back Mrs. Sam,
CHEEKY and confident. Il expect you're
backing Mr.. Barnes in this little Assembly
play of his. And maybe you'v got your eye
on the White House already, eh? Anyway,
if you've lived with him moren a year, you
know how to handle him."
But you don't understand" says Mrs:
Barnes. Il am not that kind of wife. 1
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