Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1911-12-03

w 7EIRD. amt it, how they'll punched at
w times? Now, | waitin' for Whitney
w Fh2 All come don't LET on YOU

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w timeso Now, l was watin for Whitney
Smythe. Eth? All come, don't let on you
never heard of Whitney! Well that just shows! Never
happened to bump up against him summers at New
port goin to the other side in December seen
him stroin down the Place de la Concord Grapes. or
joined him at game of bridge in the American Club
at Rome? Ny, my! Some folks do stay at home lot,
though!
Me? Why, I've known Whitney ever since. Let's
see think it was dav before Yesterday he drfted in
here with card from Mr.. PurdyPe Too bad hadn't
been warned the phone beforehand could have
had sidewalk canopy put up and red carpet lad over
the steps, and the front office sprayed with llssore
Danube.
For of all the perfectly exquisite gents I've had
in the Physical Culture Studio, this Smythe party
little the squzzest. happened to be back in the gym
when he first shows up and Swiftly Joe in with
his card hodin' it edgewse between his fingers like it
a pane of glass, and gawpin' at it with his brow
furrOWed up.
an Whitney Smy- the" says he, "an' think he must
be of them Roosian Grand Dukes. Smy-
What's that anyway, Shortly"
Smith with bank account" says |, yankln' away
the pasteboard. "Grand Duke your grandmother
well he looks it." says Swiftly. "And for the love
of Mike put coat on before you go out, He's SWELL
think he'd faint if he me IN my ShlrtSleeveS:"
says |. "Then We'll 81 We him chance.
But for once was sorry hadn't followed Swifty's
directions. Whitney some swollen, sure enough:
his silk socks, and the edge on his hanky matched
both. You know-the kind that has embroidered mono
grams their paama sleeves and keeps fourteen pairs
of made shoes in trees the wardrobe shelf.
His gray hair with that pompadou cut and his pointed
gray lsache gives him sort of Frenchy distinguished
air too; and when he chances cold and critical at
my work pants and mussed up shirt felt like the hired
when he stompin in from the barn and finds
the minister maxim call. don't know whether he
peced to have full evenln dress not but that
look of his reprov1n.
When he's presented his note from PurdyPell,
though and I've assured him that I'm the really truly
Professor McCabe whose name is the door, he for
gives far enough to state that he's called to arrange
for short just to keep him in trim until he goes
abroad again.
81 see," says L. about half an hour the mat, and
the other half uggin' the mtts and acqurin few
punches, eh?"
NO no, not at a' says he pattin the air distressed
with his hands Nohing like boxing; nothing
and brutal that, you know"
apparatus work, then" says I; "chest weights,
rowin machine, and on with lively medicine
ball stunts at the finish to lather you up wel?'
"My dear fellow says he, "you fail to get me- | do
not wish to-er-lather up Ugh! In Rome, now, I
have my fencing master. | suppose you do not"
mix" says |. "No teetern round with overgrown
crochet needles here. Nor don't teach the minuet,
do the Maypoe dance But could have my assistant
put YOU through the wand drill gentle How about that"
"Excellent.a says he. "But Your assistant? You do
not mean the person who ushered me in?'
"Sure," says |. swiftly Joe Gallagher"