Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1914-03-29

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QL@l&&V gentleman in the grillroom desired to be
MQl9N introduced, and graciously the two fol-
&@6RGA lowed after. The Chicago George Har-
&SXSS2 rowby rose he the group APP
proach his table. Suddenly behind him
Mnot heard a voice:
GMy God" And the limp Englishman of the sand
witch boards made long, lean streak toward the door,
Minot leaped after him. and dragged him back. 3Here
Trimmer!" he said. 3Your proposition has chilbains
@What's the trouble?" Trimmer gared about him.
@Alow me" said Minot @Sir, leading vaudeville
actor and his manager. Gentlemen, Mr. George Har-
rowby of Chicago'
aSit down. Boys" said Harrowby genially. He indi-
Gated chair Trimmer but that stood, his eyes
frozen to the face of his proposition The Chicago
turned to that proposition. Brace up Jenkins,
he said. Nobody will hurt YOU
But Jenkins could not brace. He allowed Minot to
deposit his limp body in chair
Il thought you was dead, Sir he mumbled
"A common mistake" smiled George Harrowby
sMv family has thought the same and I've been too
busy making automobiles to tell them differently Mr.
Trimmer will you have a-what's the matter MANI"
For Trimmer standing, purple, over his PROPOSE
ton Il want to get this straight he said with assumed
calm @See here, you crnging cur what does it mean
Il thought he was Dead murmured poor Jenkins in
terror.
You'll think the same about yourself in minute
and you'll be right Trimmer predicted.
aCome, come!" said George Harrowby practically.
~Sit down, Mr. Trimmer. Sit down and have drink.
Do YOU mean to say you didn't know Jenkins here
fakng?"
@Of course didn't" said Trimmer. He sat down
the extreme edge of chair who proposed to rise
soon. aAll this has got going l never went round
in royal circles before and I'm dizzy. suppose you're
the real Lord Harrowby?'
ITO be quite correct, am. Don't you believe it,"
a can believe anything when look at him, said
Trimmer indicating the pitiable ex-claimant to the
title @Say who is this Jenkins we hear much about?
Jenkins was the of my fathers valet" George
Harrowby explained. 4He came to America with me.
We parted suddenly on ranch in Southern Arizona"
Everybody said you dead, persisted Jenkins,
as one who could not lose sight of that fact.
Eyes? And they gave you my letters and belongings,
Ell? So you thought you'd pose as II"
"Yes, Sir" confessed Jenkins humbly.
Trimmer slid farther back on his chair "Wel," he
said @its unbelievable, but Henry Trimmer has been
bunkoed. l met this able liar in boarding house in
New York. and he convinced me he Lord Harrowby.
1t between jobs for me, and had bright idea. If
brought this guy down to the wedding, established him
as the real Lord and raised Cain generally figured
my stock publicity would rise hundred per
cent. I'd be turning down ty-thousand-dollar jobs
right and left l suppose l easy; but I'd never
mixed up with such things before and all the dope he
had impressed me-the family coat of arms and the
motto
The Chicago man laughed softly. 3Credo Harroau-
BY" he said
terly Lord! what fool I've been! And it's ruined
my career. I'll be the laughing stock"
"Oh, cheer UP, Mr.. Trimmer smiled George Har
rowby. 4Pm you re unduy pessimstic about your
I'll have something to say to you that
later. For the present
1For the present. broke in Trimmer with ervor 3ron
bars for Jenkns I'll swear out the warrant myself
4Nonsense!" said Harrowby. Jenkins is the most
harmless creature in the world. Led astray by ambi
ton, that's ALL With anyone but Allan his claims
wouldn't have lasted five minutes Poor Alan-always