Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1913-11-09
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HELEN assumed the responsibility. and with Mrs.
Wells formed the line into 4 nice. stiff white glovcd
that reached from the door hall round the hall. 1t
beginning to be great fun.
His ENceency entered Judith introduced him to
her mother, who introduced him Helen who paSSe,l
him on to President Wood who passed him on down
the waiting line OF hands. Judith watching, grew tense
again What would happen to her reception when every
body had shaken hands with Yer Choo: She looked out
the window a sign Of a guest in sight. She looked
down the line: already they beginning appear
stiff and sell conscious, each trying make
ton with the while the lookout for NOR,
arrivals. Helen and her friends growing slightly
hySte11cal but enjoying the situation hugely while the
twfully good looking Bennett Smoothci back his very
blond HAIR and for seemed concerned. Judith
looked to her mother: that lady tredly apahetic
Judith couldn't stand It another second. She slipped
through the door into the display room. A number q
farmers with free samples OF every breakfast food
and dessert gelatin under the hung from their wrists
moving heavily about staring a pumpkins and
potatoes. Wildly Judith rushed the outside door
People We're lettering along the path; but APP
peared TO be reception guests Several members Of
string band came into sight and Judith dashed out in
tercepting them.
"Please, she pleaded, come over here by the Wash
ington building and play for few minutes. I'll pay
vou-aryt thing. | must have crowd quick"
The men looked at another, at the pretty, be-
seechng face, and the leader said Certainly, Miss.
Glad accommodate YOU. They ranged near and
music idle crowds do, and they grouped
to listen Judith moved about among them, and gave
her invitation:
won't you go ino It's Latoona Day Mr.. Choo, the
great Chinese orator. is to speak Yes-its free. You
have only to shake hands with people, then have
nice cold punch and find good place to listen.
Won't YOU go ino"
Over and over she repeated her invitation, sending
them IN at first by tiid twos and trees then by doz-
ens-and hundreds. She gave herself over with mad
aband tn thp yofo al
Fat farmers wives weighted with free samples, tired
snall-town women loaded with lunch boxes and drag
ging along mussy children busy with the tag end Of an
allday sucker,-Judth rotously marshaed them all in
along with the few primer folk who came white goveC
and correct.
At last she wondered what il was like inside. Were
they behaving WELL her guests, shaking hands they
should? She decided to peep Just then khaki-clad
photographer came along official one known by his
uniform She raced out and stopped him.
"Come get lashght OF the Latoona Day reception
she demanded. "It's just ripe. I'm with The Morn
ing Mist. It's rush order, she persisted, the man
hesitated. Il must have the plate take back with
me on the five o'clock. You telephone afterward
for orders"
Again that good nature typic; ii fairs prevailed
They edged their way in. The reception was doing
noby. The line was smiling, hopping wited, but joy
Gus. The gay society girl touch had done more to
brighten it up than could regiment Of club
women Of the Bolts order Choo in the line beside
Wood, and everything beautiful.
glarlng FASH cloud Of white smoke, explanations
and tittering whispered word from Judith to her
mother, and the small brown figure pushed its way
after the khaki-clad one.
"Give the plate she demanded excitedly "and
show me where can get taxi quick,
A ten o'clock that night Franklin Jones sat at his
desk in "The Morning Mist office, waiting Al
afternoon he had waited; all evening he had waited
but there had been no word either from Bennett or
from Miss Wells. He had just about given up. The
editor not jocuar now. Papers fell by just
such little local twists as this 1t took wise editor t.
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