Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1911-02-05

get little Kirby; but he only laughs and keeps right on
poishin' off the blue crockery.
I'd sized him up as hodin down twenty fve-dollar
week job with some insurance company brokers'
firm; but later it out that he's his own boss
Seems he in with friend of his who's mimi engineer
and has Inquired out patent that they tryin
to get orders tor havin as side line the down town
agency for new mantle that pays their office rent
and leaves EN- something to live
Nothing very aurin' about them prospects; but the
DE Motifs seemed to be takin' it cheerful. Anyway
it would been hard workn' up much gloom with Toots
sunshine. First off he has to show Daddy how my
hair goes Z-t-t-t' when you touch your finger to it.
''Pinky pink" he chuckles.
-. All right, says Let it go as pink; but you're
either jollyin, or else you're color blind. Now all
aboard for waky walk
1t was a lively promenade had, Toots Boy and
me; with him toddlin along holdin onto my hand,
askin' questions fast he could get em out and
film in any gaps with chunks of information about
Daddy and hummer and the wnd-up bear. Wish
could remember some of them choice bits; but there
was too many of en-
RESIDES, what want to get to is last Saturday
afternoon. I'd been tellin Zenobia and Martha,
the prize pair of old ladies that live with, all about
Toots and I'd planned to show him off to them So
as soon as quttin time comes fades from the Cor
rugated Trusts gen1a office, leavn the brass gate
wide Open and chases around to the top fiat after little
Kirby 1t don't take long for Mother to button his
eggin's and coat in spite of his danen' up and down
take gol' fsses!
Sure" says l. "Swmmin around in glass tank.
You See Aunt Marthas goldfish had been the bait I'd
held out, and he'd jumped at it eager. Maybe he don't
look too in that REFER of his and his little
cap that don't half up all the brown curs and
them big eyes just sparkln with fun and good nature!
Honest, was most proud of cxhbitin' Kirby as if
he'd been some relation of my
So when gets to the house and sees who it is Aunt
Marha's entertainn in the sittn room, I'm some
sore. It's Miss Agnes, which that Zenoba has
either beat it, shut herself in somewhere up stairs
That don't sound much like Zenobia either; for she's an
easy tempered old girl and good sport who gen rally
takes things they But this niece of hers and
Martha IS the party who to get her
IL admit she'd get mine too; for, while she's
swell LOCKER and wears her clothes like thoroughbred,
she always struck mis- hty frosty proposition.
That amt just because of the she raised at the
time she heard of my being taken in, either There's
something about the cutin way she says things and
the sharp edge she gets her voice. that rbs me the
manner in lookin you Besides that she gen.
rally has headache just comm on, Just passn off
and as rule she's all worked up some awfully
thing that's been done her by one of her most
intimate friends.
oh, I've heard Agnes discussed often enough to know
- her from the ground up for Aunt Martha thinks
shes just about right and Zenobia holds diff rent views
The poor child!' Martha would sigh after one of
her visits.
Let's see,' says Zenobia.- "Agnes is twentv-six
isn't she? That's what l call an old maid
But surely, Zenobia,' comes back Martha "you
wouldn't blame her for"