Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1912-09-22


stepped out speedily than only not at all
together and violently that of them snapped the
light harness and almost wrecked the trap. There
need of explaining their plungng to old Bruxton.
Out of the red tiled house. apparently funneled up
the open through the patio, came succession of blood
chilling bowls.
banker shouted at his groom when between them, they
had managed to pull the boilers to a walk hafnile
beyond
"Them yels was lions, or taggers or mebbe hyeners,7
replied the groom. ut amt fairy tale about that
there menager1e."
Bruxton not the to temporze in affairs that
Immediately concerned him. He had been making
hard loans in the Street too long to have nurued
uctanCe to offend; BESIDES he fond of his span.
The time they heard howls that induced equine
Stinct to type with knowledge that hoofs
in motion the only of salvation when lords
of the jungle TOared-the next time one OF them might
break leg and have to be shot All of which would in
dictate that Bruxton had made unwise investment,
something he did not like to do.
"What in thunder have you got locked up at your
place that makes horses away! he growled the
club car the following morning:
IL am deeply Tegrettul," CrlOvSky replied. Il saw
your trotters bolt; but you were gone by the time
reached the door You have speedy pair Sir. Let
congratulate you on their racing FORM
If Madame Orlovsky's amusement of the
tousy silent Sort the gaw of her husband claimed for
the family its normal proportion of audible amusement
The entire car looked up as the bassos laugh echoed
down the chair-lined aisle.
"Dash it, Orlovsky! 1t wasn't at all funny!" fumed
old Bruxton "What have you got chained in Thwit
neys hacienda? By the Lord Harry I've mind to
doing to your elephants prodding them with redhot
rons?"
Everyone marveled Ivan Orlovsky's well nigh per-
quiaisns almost complete. He grinned as Brux-
ton mentioned the S. P. c. A. He knew what that
meant.
"There are no elephants, my friend" he said. 4And
was torturing animal with heated bar. 1t is
that have few of the forest make them sing
for Since l cannot vocalze myself, you know,
find it uplifting to watch the untutored children of the
forest phrase their native folk songs. Their middle reg
lister is wonderful You interested in my cages that
came by night he said turning to group that had
gathered to mark the irate bankers discontinue.
1t was Winslow, naturally, who responded "Inter-
ested Orovsky?" he repeated. "Why talk about
nothing else at the Country Club! I'm betting with
Richardson that there's at least hyena I'd appre-
ciate it whole lot if you'd somehow srnuggle in
bona de hyena I'd like to good old Rawlins,
you know"
The basso frowned and then slapped his thigh "You
shall see!" he exclaimed at will be our pleasure We
shall give party and after the coffee you shall inspect
what is In my cages.
SMALL wonder that Country Club veranda chatter
- became more animated than ever. And when
Madame Orlovsky mailed cards for dinner of twelve
covers, there heartburnng among those not
membered greater than had been evidenced upon
the occasion of Major Thwitney's first Marathon
feast.
If one had been told in advance that there be
only ten guests he could have named them before the
foreign looking envelopS reached their destlnat1on-
Bruxton of course Constance Waring, Horace Trevano
and his wife, Rawlins Richardson, Percy Winslow,
Fordie Heatherton, and the Others of the
younger set for whom Madame Orovsky had demon
strated liking in her stealthy waysix men and six
OF the latter it gossiped the clubhouse
porches that Naca Forester would undoubtedly marry
Wnsow when she grew weary of causing that youthful
possessor of several millions flag for her in his present
semdetached state.
Wnsows devotion to Miss Forester malady
of long standing Their families had occupied adj
joining places along the Hudson. The rarely disproved
law that propinquty, plus not utter dislike equals
wedding was likely to be fulfilled in another year. it
predicted Natica Forester was tall and dark. with