Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1912-08-18

turned in studyin' crack in the floor and wonderin
if my back collar button will melt or just explode.
But there. she goes on changin her tone and start
in off on another tack. perhaps you ought to know
first just why am interested I'm Mrs. asil Burke.
Gee says /, gawpln at her. "Ihe Mrs. BuTke!'
"Oh yes, says she, lettin out more rippes, ~the
full Mrs. Burke! You've been reading the newspapers,
young man.
JUST as though anybody could have skipped all them
) big headlines for SO long WHY as far back as when
| the Sunday edition used to half-page
story about her every few months, reviewn all the de-
tails Of how the stunnin Kentucky grl-~Queen Of
Blue Grass Beauties always worked in somewhere
had left her noble young lover watin at the church
and eoped with seventy year-old Wall Street plute
how the n. y. had buckled on his deadly derringers
and chased EN- to Europe and all the map, vio-
latin the Interstate Commerce Law and the Concert
Of Nations until he fnly gets in by French cop
that he d upset in his hurry to catch a train.
But you read all that The young lover had good
press agent the job and when he gets back home he
promptly marries of the disappointed bridesmaids
and gets himself elected to the legislature while the
old plute shules off sudden at Monte Carlo and the
dashin young widow comes back to open up the Fifth
house, fight the will contest and break into society
Well, after that, you remember, she stars in that
bathin suit dinner dance; proceeds to make monkey
out of that Duke Of Spaghetti who almost lost his royal
job on her account; and as finish shes mixed up IN
this double divorce suit of the Willie Van Cleeks, which
probably got the Newport aimony bunch more free adj
vertsn than any other event for years.
No wonder she decided to stay abroad for awhile
then! But it seems her knack of attractn the spotlight
hadn't been left behind and while amt letter perfect
all her gddy doins there got gen raj idea that
she had least other hubby in the dscards before
she blooms out as Mrs. Basil Burke. Anyway her
pckn the pet officer of the Royal Lancers and bein
presented court when four doubechnned Duchesses
said she shouldnt-we, that want mssin any tricks
exactly, it, And here this matrimony expert
putin through the third degree about why Wee
wearin my birthday ring!
EXCUSE me-, says takin' my eyes off my toes "but
= just where do you fit ino'
"Where do i Oh see, says she. 3Why, Everett
Westlake happens to be my nephew
@Sappy?' says |.
"Now, now!s says Mrs. Blake, shakin' finger at
"You mustn't speak OF him in that way, you know It's
respectful Perhaps you do not know precisely who
Everett iso"
a had bunch, says |, 4that he the Aunty
had passed all right for Miss Wee
"Yes yes of course says Mrs Burke; 3but aside from
that distinction Everett NICE well bred young fellow
with many good qualities and only few bad habits
True he may not be very brilliant; but he is gentle
man. the Westake fortune big one, and he is only
Also his great great grandfather PATRON.
"Eh?" says l.
1--WE will stop 60 into that, says she, smilin'
condescendin; "but may say that, in crudely
gained society," the descendants of those old Dutch