Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1915-04-05

You have to admire IT," laughed Maj
". Well the only thing can do is -
be as game as he is" and upon sledeo.s
return from some careful directions &.
an unseen companion of Mikes. sba ,n'
troduced him TO her friends with All ~,
sprishtliness Of which she was canah,s
In that process, she firmly intended a.
make him the centre OF things. ana -
see that he had a good time. lie >,
lieved her OF that tremendous burdsS
| however; for after moving through tbs
introducttons with cordial ease vbiah
not only delighted but surprised her nrt,,
she was reminded that he had been in.
troduced TO more notable than she would
probably ever see, he quietly disappeared
into Marley's den, and smoked fat cirsrs
in calm comfort, with a stein of oool
beer at his elbow, leaving the young
| people to enjoy their hilarity withh,,
the damper OF his presence.
Molly, mindful of her duties as host.sa
dropped in occasionally to see that ~
was satisfied, and each time she found
him in exactly the same position. a.
placldy contented as he could possibly
have been in the little back room Of ~
occldent Saloon. on one of her vl,its
after answering in the affirmative her
Inquiry If he was all right, he rose from
his comfortable nest in the big leathay
chair.
II suppose we eat" he guessed.
Il think you'd call it bluff" she lauRh.g
lngly returned.
II get you" he replied. Mostly decora.
ton Souvenirs?"
THE usual"
Hand 'em these" and he thrust nto
her hands two bundles of small envelopes.
red ones and white ones.
She looked at them blanlly n moment
"l-get you," she smiled, flushing slight.
ly as she wondered whether her adoption
of his phrase was hattery or rldicule
RED ones, in honor of the roses. are for
girls; and the white ones for the bovs
What are they?"
"Aw nothing much," he dihidently re.
piled, as he resumed his seat Season
tickets for grand opera week in the red
ones, and for the Athletic Club fights in
the white ones. Admit two. Is 1t all
right7
us it all right" It's glorious!' she as
sured him, with shining eyes.
Delighted with this unmatchable novel.
ty, Molly was herself placing the red and
white envelopes at the covers in the din.
ing room, when Bert Glider found her
there, and closed the door after himself
Molly. you're carrying this Sledge Joke
too far!' he hotly charged.
Who elected your" she quietly wanted
to Know, and laid white envelope at his
ner of it just so.
Both of us, hope" he stated, display
Ing warning signal by pulling at the
top of his collar to give his throat more
room. Molly" and he advanced toward
her
The symptoms were unmlstakable.
Molly having rounded the end of the
table, slipped out through the pantry
door, and handed her remaining envelopes
to the intellectual-lookinE butler
place these on the table Just as have
done; alternate red and white ones" she
kindly directed, and the next time Bert
saw her she was the live centre of the
laughing taffy pulling. She had preferred
to escape rather than to treat this matter
either seriously or nippantly when she
was annoyed with him.
At 1880, coincident with the finishing
OF the ice cream, and while the hectic
revulson In Sledge's favor wrought by
the season passes was at its height, the
approaching tinkle of mandolins and gull
tars brought the happy company to Its
feet, and before 1t had gained the front
porch, four rich, mellow Ethiopian voices
We're softly intoninE "Annie Laurie"
There was a rush and clatter, and then
hush, and instinctlvely the young peo.
pie grouped themselves as nearly as pos.
sible to their best-lilSed friends, whlo
from the moonlit sward there rolled up
the sweet liquid harmony.
"Oh, Molly, you're a dear' whispered
Jesse Peters, in an ecstasy of delight
CONTINUED TOMORROW