Evening star., 1912-07-21

TOW now, Torchy?" says Mr.. Robert, here
. . the other moTnn as he stops by the
M2W45N brass gate to size up my radiant
NN&HN frontlspece. "You must have
ly&ZMo her recently"
TM0a5GY "Uh-huh, says l. "Think I'd be
lMNSWA\ wearin' this face just on account of
kYICoJNNH the weather."
MIgAlH| "Good!" says he. "And l hope
WSGIW Aunty is WELL also?"
WAHW "You get your wish then" says l.
WY "Trust lemon for keepn."
"a 1LSN O. "Oh-ho" says he. "Aunty still
~ - little cool to you, is she?"
~ "Cool!" says l. "Say, after I've
0H9 been near her two minutes know
how that Swede pole picker felt
when he was maxim notes at 90 SOUTH"
Eh? Oh, all right. Little jggly music there please,
and III try to sketch it for you. You see hadn't
heard word from Wee for couple of weeks, when
here Saturday afternoon, as l was wander1n
lonesome up towards the park, gets glimpse of
slim ankles and long wasted walkn' jacket, and
hint of strawcoored hair under nobby spring lid and
/ has thrill somewhere below my vest pocket that
knew couldn't be any false alarm.
THE straight backed old girl with her l could locate
Aunty guess; but the heavy old gink that
walkn' fiat footed on the outside couldn't place
at ALL The three of EN- nearly block ahead but
l wa Mt long in putin steam into my footwork and
I'd lust got within hain distance when hanged if they
don't swing into big gray budin' and disappear. /
was for takin all chances though; SO it's me up the
steps after 'em, and was pushin right past the
trance when an old guy in brass buttons blocks off,
"Ticket young mani" says he.
@Ah that's all right, says l. "Left my annual pass
in my evenin clothes"
He wouldn't fall for that, though and steers up to
window where another old geezer passin out paste
boards at fifty throw.
"What for?' says l. "Whats the bill?"
paintings, says he. @Ths is the Academys spring
exhibit, you know"
"And you got the to tax half just for that?"
says aSay honest, pass me through and Ill turn my
back on en-"
1t was case of comm with the coin or stayin
out though. "Any rain check?' says L.
Nothing of the sort, says he. These oils, not
water coors"
AYou score says l. as antics split bean. Gimme
standin' room And did you notice which way that
last trio VENT"
He couldn't say; so l roams in makes turn at ran
dom, and finds myself in big hall with the walls just
pasered reckless with hand painted work of all kinds.
Don't they up lot of paint though these artists?
And singin it around careless that way it's wonder
to me they never get any the gold frames
Course I'd paid for all the looks was mind to take;
but two glances at the nearest specimens
enough Maybe they was albright pictures but nothn
to get excited over. Besides, knew of an unlisted
exhibit that really worth lookin at if could find it,
As there want any great crush, it dead easy. I
= hadn't gone down the line very far before | spots
old 1at-foot gawpin UP of the numbers sort of
mushy and sentimental. Alongside him was Aunty, her
gold lorgnette up critical and little behind, lookin'
sort of bored, Miss Wee herself. And, say she
don't get it, M-m-m-m! Same strawb'ry icecream
tint her cheeks cute little ears, cry tilt
to her pink chin!
Needn't think stood off there with my feet glued to
the floor for long, though Just then another bunch
comes shown along and | pushes right in with 'em.
minute and I'm up where l can reach out and
give of her free hands quick squeeze She turns
in flash, fushn indignant, and the sparks dartin
out of them big gray eyes before she fny discovers
who is At that she slips back and the squeeze
why, Torchy!' she whispers. "How did you ever
find us here?"
"Cost half says I. "But amt kickin. It's
by Fo