The Washington herald. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1906-1939, 1915-08-15
Copyright. 1851

scent. He gazed at a dazzling array Of
spring neckwear in haberdasher's
shop.
A young man who, two corners below;
had fallen in behind the pair also stop
ped; he edged up to them as they stood
looking in at the show window.
The Soul Kiss Scarf Pretty scrump-
tious. hey?" Mr.. Teeters commented.
Kind of noisy said Mr.. Carter.
Scare the horses. Ought to have a
cutoff"
The young man standing near laughed
IN open good-fellowship.
Make a brass band sound like lul-
laby." he remarked.
They turned and inspected him He
wore an Argentine rrock. braided. with
a double pink in the buttonhole. and a
seri-conical silk hat that smote Mr.
Teeters as the last extreme OF elegance
A cast in one eye. the right, gave him a
humorous expression which invited con-
hdence. =
Mr.. Teeters started into the shop, and
Charley followed So did the stranger.
Those silk handkerchiefs stab me to
the heart" he said with his easy laugh.
I'll tear OFF a dozen of EN-. Don't want
TO leave all my money TO the old folks.
They've got a plenty
Now parenthetically let it be recorded
lI4dl NJ 1ccltIs
acquiring for his wardrobe a Soul Kiss
Scarf" lay in the ravishing fact that he
was TO be of the party on the cruise OF
Mr.. George Francis Grants pala tial
steam yacht Kelpie in tropic seas. Miss
Dorothy Grant had only that afternoon
extended the invitation. One Of her
guests had failed her. owing to circum-
stances beyond his control. and she i'm
mediately telephoned Mr. Teeters.
tation. had hoated in a whirl OF excite
rent So he bought a Soul Kiss and,
in emulation OF the pleasing stranger in
the Argentine frock, he laid in a supply
Of the famboyant silk handkerchiefs
which had cried attention from the WIN
dow
The young man helped him choose the
colors. He was very friendly and frank
ly communicative. Out home everybody
always spoke to everybody else. and that
must be his apology for Speaking TO
them. He hoped they would take il in
good part.
Sure" said Charley. Glad 10 meet
YOU. MY name is Carter" He held out
his hand
Crisp. Clarence Crisp. is my name"
made known the other.
He shook Charleys hand. and reached
for Mr.. Teeters' inquiringly.
Il answer to Percival Teeters when
they blow the dinner horn" said that
gentleman facetiously.
NO! You don't say" exclaimed Mr..
Crisp. He drew back a step and glanced
his admiration.
Mr.. Crisp fairly effervesced with pleas
ure. His squint eye did tricks that made
him more humorously attractive than
ever.
Well. this is what I call luck" he
declared. The pa pers back home have
been full Of you two-coIumns! / had It
in my mind to hunt you up, II could.
Just wanted a look at you. Say" they
were out OF the shop now come on IN
to Blacks and have a drink Wine. I
made killing yesterday and I'm wadded
to the neck with that L. s. yellow stun
Late. Got to get home to dinner"
demurred Charley.
But Mr.. Teeters' curiosity was evoked.
killing, what kind OF a killing" he
desired to know.
Races. Down at Louisville" Mr.
Crisp explained. "A chap I met gave
me tip on Pluto. Odds against him
three to one-and he ran away from the
bunch Left EN- playing tag with their
tails IN the stretch. There was nothing
to it but count the money Say, come on
in and spill a quart with me- Just for
luck. I cleaned UP six thousand on that
little bay colt and I've got to celebrate
They went in. and as they cast about |
for table Mr.. Crisp gave an eXclama- |
ton of joyful surprise
I'm Dutchman If there amt old Ben
Goggins, 600, See what he's doing. He |
must have hit EN- heavy today"
He pointed to a thickset, red-faced |
man. with craving hair. at the farther |
end OF the room. This person was alone |
4 cigar vas stuck at an acute angle in |
one side Of his mouth. and he was run
ming through. with moistened finger. g |
stack of hanknotes which. If Mr.. Teeters |
was any Judge. stood foot high on the
table before him. Charley viewed the |
sight with interest
Who is Goggins - he asked of Mr.. !
Crisp.
Betting commissioner for belmont |
Vanbilt and that crowd OF goldbugs |
Taps the Poolrooms for EN-. But come
on over and I'll introduce you. Maybe
he'll tell us something"
Mr.. Gogsins looked up from his task
as they approached. He appeared
plea sed.
Why hello. Clarence" he saluted.
What's DOING
Watering the ponies" replied Nj.
Crisp. rolling his swivel eve at his COM
panions. Have a bucket -
Don't mind" assented Mr. GogCtns
Sit down Wait minute till I finish
his"
Mr. Teeters' ewes buIged from his
mead The man was counting in thou
ands, There Were five and ten thousand
bills under his hand.
''Contound you. Crisp" complained Mr.
5ogsins. You made me miss shot
Ought TO be a hundred and seventy-fve
thousand. and I only make II a hundred
md seventy. Well-never mind. I'll go
'ver it again with belmont It's his"
He reached under his coat and pulled
round TO the front a leather bag 1t
lung from his shoulder by a strap He
towed the notes away in the bag and
lowed It back into place. Then he look
d at Mr.. Crisp who introduced his
rtends. mentioning pridefully their wide
epute.
You don't have to tell me about these
'oys," spoke up Mr. Goggtns with grur
ord. I've heard enough about EN-, The
Id con game amt what it useter was be-
ore they came to town"
He chuckled and wagged his head at
he two sad young dogs across the table |
rather liked his blum way
Mr. Crisp. who had been busy with the
waiter, turned TO the commissioner
Ben. ] drew down Six Ms on Pluto
Your tip was twenty-four
.arats fine
Mr.. Goggins shrugged
Mr.. Crisp squinted comically at Char
ey. Say, Ben, got anything for tomor-
ow? couldn't get around today Bust
Iess"
Mr.. Goggins examined his cigar found
had gone out, and relighted II with