Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1913-07-27


to relate it is marvel of cheapness
a fact that, knew, would not weigh
against it with Phil-bless his i'm crowned
provident, spendthrift soul!
Was it not there that Ruthven Livingston told me he
going to marry little Dolly Osborne the dancer, and
that the whole Livingston connection could 90 straight
to Halifax for all he cared? Was it not there that
Madge Weeks had confded to that she going to
be married the very next day to Travers Harris, and
quite make up her mind whether tell her father first
not? How abored with her in favor of Father!
And all to avail. laugh when l think of how
worried and fused about it all; for, after the first,
3Father hadn't seemed to mind it in the least: was
rather relieved had often thought at being spared the
expense of real orange-blossomy, whie-satiny we'd
ding.
There it was that Gilman White had told me of the
wonderful mining scheme that was to make his fortune
nd had left OF And there
years ago tonight, Theo had asked to marry him,
and had said no, because had had those toplofty
ideas of for myself And my poor little career
what had been3 had sold few Short stories-more
less pathetic little efforts. And l of that
mighty mob who hope for the best when their neatly
trembling for those blasting words, @The editor
grets-' What fool had been-what poor, sorry
conceted fool!
Yes the place is filled for with all sorts of memories
and love to 60 there suppose 60 at least three
four times month"; and Rudolf, the old waiter who al
ways attends to my wants, at my own particular table
down at the far corner of the long unless
presumptuous person has already preempted my chosen
nook, is much a part of the picture as the dark
German beer IN the big stems, or the freScOS on the
walls with their German legends old Peter the cat
who stalks around maestically until he finds haven at
the feet Of perchance in the lap Of friendly fire.
quenter of the place.
1 wondered idly what Phil had to tell me,-just who
the charmer this time; for Phil is one of best
little squires of DANES, and always has of
some sort to unvei The last one had been almost
thrilling; but fortunately for all concerned had
stopped just short of the danger mark.
was to meet Phil that night at my accustomed table:
unconventional proceeding perhaps; but / had
knocked about the world much alone that any fear
of what Dame Grundy might think never, glad to
say entered my head.
p UDOLF smiling and cheerful as ever stepped for
ward to meet me as l neared the end of the long
room, and whispered deprecatngly that my table
taken. Sure enough lone mean-spirited man. sit
ting with his back to the rest of the little world in the
roon and buried to the his newspaper had done
out of my favorite corner. frowned all over-Im
sure of it.
4Too bad, too bad" Rudolf murmured sympathetic
ally. "But, Fraulen, will you take the table next3
Dot is very goot table,
suppose dear funny old Rudolf thought not the rose
twas the rose SO said 4A right and with my
nose in the air brushed by the man at my table, and
sat at the next one facing the hungry and thirsty Not
that had the remotest desire to the crowd in
fact, like to forget t,-but neither had the slightest
wish to gaze at the broad stonewa back of that pre-
sumptuous male human, all through nice little fare
well dinner.
Rudolf helped me off with my coat and would have
spread it grandly the back of my chair had not
with swift recollection of its torn lining rescued it from
him in the very nick of time and thrown it myself out
side out the seat of of the unoccupied chairs
along with my gloves, pocketbook, and some type
gEmmer of smile on Rudolf's face Willy old Teuton!