Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1912-02-25


he stops the sidewalk long enough to light cigarette
before he starts swingin' back to Grand-st.
WAS quttin' at that? Not me! Old Hickory had
W called for facts, and | out colectn all there
was From then on gettln EN- was a cnch too; so
there amt any gon into details about how does
the faithful shadow until he fnly lodges through
the front door of of them neat but moderately
pensve joints up in the 3Os where they have furnished
suites for bachelors only.
1t wan so excitin trip chasin back alone Allen
ST.; but wanted to be dead Besides that gave
Courtney time to get well settled where I'd left him.
So hour later, when did push past the hall
boy at the BACH roos and insist beln shown up to
Mr.. Meish at once, all prmed
"Come in, sings out Courtney real cheerful as jabs
the button.
Why shouldn't he be chirky? Here he is all dolled
up in of them long, quilted silk loungn robes, his
feet in pair of red Romeo slippers, and him stretched
out lazy in big leather chair, of the latest and
naughtlest hers open in his lap, and the cigarettes
handy at his elbow.
Gee says glancn' around. "This is what calls
real comfy"
And T. Courtney, he never bats an eyelash. Maybe
he did lose a little color it dawns him who the
buttn Isl but there's nothing like any panic motions.
"Ah' says he "My sunny haired young friend from
the Corrugated"
you're great describer, Melsh," says l. Friend
ooh, trust that will follow, at least says he,
reachin out for the dope sticks and pushn em
you'll not smoke? Perfectly right, my son. perfectly
right. And presume you are looking for my Uncle
Thomas. So am l. You see, I've made myself quite
aCan it, Courtney!' says 1. dts good bluff to
think up quick but it won't stand call. Uncle
Thomas is occupyn permanent quarters out at Green
wood I've been down to Alen-st., too"
ooh, indeed7 says Meish.
"Uh-huh," says l, "lookn for little Master Ellins,
of the restless eye and fevered brow also for true hearted
Dora, and little Virginia. and Baby Raph-bless
him."
"We?' says Courtney, hckn' his cigarette careless.
dts swell plant, Courtney says l, "and l expect
with any kind of notice you could produce the whole
picture; but what l found unfinished
with your business costume draped on chair. And
little Able Zinzheimer tells he does the feverish
che.ild business at fifty cents throw Must be
reg lar Belasco touch, that an the little white cot"
3What of it," remarks Courtney. zone must live"
ooh, sure!" says l. "But you don't waste all that
scenic effect just Pidde and Mr.. Ellns though. Got
quite list of come-ons, amt your"
POSSIBLY" says he; "but who cannot well
afford the luxury of soothing troubled conscience with
the blessed balm of private charity. But come: if you
have officer waiting outside with warrant, we
might we'll have him in"
@Who, me?' says [. Forget it, Courtney. l amt
havin' anyone pinched; anyway not such star per-
former you. All I'm dom is gettin' statistics for
confidential report to back long shot of mine"
I'm that case, says Courtney, jumpn up and open
in the door polite pray present my compliments to
Mr. Ellins, and express my deep regret that he has
ceased to be godfather"
A ND he did it without 1ettin' loose a grin.
HWel, I'll be eternally gum swizzled!" gasps Old
Hickory. @And had been swallowing the whole tale,
too-yes, and paying well for every dose! Hmm-m-m!
Young man, m going to raise your salary again"
mem'ry you got Mr.. Ellins. Only don't make the
velope so fat I'll feel like had to do stunts like this
every day. Next time might get the wrong DOPE