Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1912-06-02

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bors near enough to hear the cork pop.
That's Witherbee. And with him gettin'
excited about droppin' his first hundred at
auction bridge and CROWN eloquent in the
smokin' car over what head he was tak1n' to
town as souvenir of Founders banquet night
at the club and between times gassin about his
golf, and how once he would have made the
sixth hole in three if he hadn't sclaffed his drive,
and-well, | guess you can see where I'd play
thinkin' part when any such dialogue as that
was bein' rehearsed.
Specially the golf part of it. Say, l amt
knockin' the game any. | shouldn't wonder
but what it was all right in its way. But
how bunch of scrubs such as we got out here
can get together every mornin' and swap hot
air about whether they re on or off their game,
is a mystery to And, while Witherbee
seems to be the most persistent gasser in the
lot understand he can tear up more turf and
get less distance than any duffer on the handi-
cap list.
That's why I'm some surprised when he pixies
into the train and camps down in a seat along
side of me.
RAH!" he remarks grouchy. Things do run
= rotten at times; eh, McCabe?'
depends on who's runnn en-, says |.
"But, if this is some harrowin tale about how
you sliced into trap, and then topped your
next two drives, you'd better
at isn't, though, chimes in Witherbee ats
strictly domestic. Shorty, how are you off for
grandmothers in your famlly!"
"Nary one says |.
@Then you re in luck says he.
II amt so sure about that saysI.
eyes, you are, insists Witherbee. ave have
escaped so far; but now We re up against it. The
youngsters grandmother-Mrs. Witherbee's
mother, you knows due to arrive tonight"
ooh, well," says /, "thatn please the kids,
won't it?"
mo doubt" he admits. "And l suppose
oughtnt begrudge them that, either. remem-
Der how tickled used to be when mine came to
visit me. Dear old soul, she was! Always
brought lot Of sugar cookies and plum tarts
for us children. And then the warm wool nit
tens and socks she used to knit for us! Good old
Granny"
"Well, what you beefn' about, them" says l.
"But that was when lived in the country,
up in little place in New Hampshire, says
Witherbee, @where we had big house, and lots
of room, and-and nothing else doing. But
here-well, it's different you know"
mo place for grandmother up at your
house, eh?" says |.
3That's Just it." says he. Sounds rather self
crude. too; but, hang it all! that's the whole trut
matter. Now, come, you know how we live, mos
We're in whirl of things, dinners, dances, tie;
affairs, card parties, and SO on. Almost every +
the week we're either out somewhere, or else we
few friends in for dinner, with more or less tn
drink, and probably a little game afterward
know"
and grandmother wouldn't fit into the s
eh9" says l.
Exactly" says Witherbee. Somehow, this
mother business seems out of date But of cour
Jacks and Marjorie's grandmother, and Mrs.
bees mother besides; so there's no lodging"
@Finicky old girl, is she?' says l.
@Why, suppose she's bound to be, says he.
mothers generally are. As matter of fact,
know much about ours. l met Mabel when she
East visiting, you know, and only saw her folks
went out for the wedding. Pretty little place.
near Milwaukee; but dead slow, judged. TIL
grandfather, though. He died four years age
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