The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1914-06-04


Ellins!" 1 shouts. stickin' my
head In the door. Can 1 draw
two bones for expense money?
I'm on the trail"
The blazes you ere." says he.
Yep" says 1. "Msbbe it's a
false scent: but II find him
what's the message?"
Just ask Robert says he, eff
IL has occurred to him that those
p. X. a q. contract copies have
got to be filed with the bondfng
company this afternoon. That's
all"
Right" says I. "P. "a O..
contracts. I'm off"
Ever get as far up into the
northwest corner of the island as
Fort Washington Road? Not hav-
in time for a half-hour stroll,
takes Broadway express, jumps
IL at l57th and hunts up a taxi.
Now don't try zigzaggin'
around to roll up mileage" says |
to the shutter; but beat 1t
straight there"
Some swell places up in that
neck of Manhattan. what? When
we rolls in through a pair of big
stone gates | begin to suspect that
the Misses Pulsifers was lady
plutes for fair.
I'm swell lookin' front door
comply. | am" thinks /, handin'
over a dollar thirty to the taxi
pirate and paradin' in across the
red carpet. Now what is it l tell
the butler when he pushes out his
| tray"
All the guard they has on the
door, though, is a French maid.
and when she starts to look me
over suspicious | shoves the invi-
tation card at her.
Say. Marie" says |, "I'll sneak
into back seat.
Did 1? Well, say. didn't know
what ! was runnin' into: for as
pushes through some draperies
| finds myself on the side lines of
the biggest herd of girls / ever
saw collected I'm one room before.
The minute | steps In about two
hundred pairs of eyes revolves
my way.
They all forgets what's dom up
ON the platform by the piano and
pays strict attention to me. Blush ?
Say, I'll bet my ears amt got
back their regular color yeti
Seemed like my feet was stuck
fO4 the floor, too. Maybe IL was
an hour | stood there, and maybe
IL was only minute; but at last
takes one wild look around over
that girl convention and then |
backs out. I'D seen him, though.
Way over by an open window on
the other side was Mr.. Robert, one
OF the four men I'm that whole
crowd. So out the front door /
PUSHES and then tiptoes around
the veranda until | came to him.
And he want gain around
watchin' for casual butters-iH. Not
Mr.. Robert! All he's seem is the
slim young lady standin' up on the
platform with the violin tucked
under her chin.
He's SO busy followin' her mo-
lions that he don't even know
when | leans In within six inches
of him and whispers. So | has to
give him the gentle prod.
Eli" says he, whirlin' around.
why, what the-Torchyi"
"Uh-huh," says I. Crawl out
backwards. can't your"
+" ho- W hoN th6 hfdttci bdlH
he.
'.P. X. q q. contracts" says I.
did you file 'em YETI"
"By Jove. mol" he groans I'M
der his reath. II forgot"
'Then it's case of eat it,"
says I.
''But-but I can't" says Mr..
Robert. Il can't possibly leave
now, right in the middle Of
That's so" says I. She's
lookin' this way now. But
where'd you stow the contracts?
Remember that. do your"
why, of course" says he
Third left hand drawer of my
desk, i'm a document box"
IS enough" says I. I'm
phone down and tell 'em. They'll
fix it up. Don't move; she's look
in your way again"
Watt" says he, behind his
hand. 81 must see you before
you go back, after the concert is
oveE Walt for me in the gar
den."
I'm the garden. Maud. IL is"
says I. and with that I slides back