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

Joseph Link. a little conscious of his
evening clothes. and taking the
count" as he would have phrased it,
to the girls pervading charm Mr..
Teeters was seated by Mr.. Link. and
Mr.. Drew and Teddy Ball. of the Even
1 ing Scream. sat across from them.
.Charley's best move is to close up
| and sell the lease" said Mr.. Drew.
Let US talk it over" suggested Mr..
Grant. who had a reason for it. 1T
looks like a bad bet. but I've seen a
long shot win more than once. What
do you say. Dorothy"
Miss Dorothy Grant had maintained
an unusual silence up to now. She
had been studying the place with a
speculative eye.
Il have an idea" she announced.
DO you want me to tell it?"
Sure" said Charley eagerly.
I'D wall and cell this room with
| long.leaf yellow pine-the heart of
the wood. wonderful of grain. I'd
| have a red brick floor, smoothed to
a perfect plane. Over there at the
upper end I'd have a fireplace-old
; Yorkshire-so big you could put a
bed in il. 1t should have a crane.
| and settles by it. and a aambeau on
| either side, and oak logs burning
when the weather called. And
| should have nambeaux around the
| walls. Pine cones, each an electric
bulb: should star the ceiling. I'd have
| rustic tables and chairs-not the
scratchy kind. but solid. sure. with
sout nail or joint to catch on. And
I'd have other things-I can't decide
on them now-and, oh, yes, in that
far corner I'd have theOmusic con-
cealed behind a screen of woodbine:
and If they played above piano I'd
discharge them. And with all this
I'd have a service SO absolutely fault
less you'd go'away in a dream of sat-
isfied desires" She laughed.
Joe Link spoke, ponderously en-
phatic 1t was his first remark.
Faith and I'm thinking the lady's
rung the bell
What would you call the place."
questioned Teddy Ball "Paurs is a
Jonah now"
The little frown came back between
Dorothy's violet eyes.
In all the rush and hurry here
all the uproar and confusion-we
ought to have something opposed to
1t. something How would Rest
awhyle' do; spelled with a to make
it odd?"
Mr.. Drew offered no comment: he
was counting up the cost. 1t was a
gloomy outlook to him. He did not
like it. But Mr.. Grant was not so
inclined.
1T sounds rather good. Dorothy. as
you've outlined it," he acknowledged.
But how about the cuisine? Your
Restawhyle will have to set a pace.
and you can't beat Mouchard much on
a mousseline de saumon or supreme
de volatile"
oh. that gibberish" cried Miss
Dorothy with a pretty pout- We're
going to eat English in our restau-
rant. dad. If you want a fried egg
are going to have some things here
those men down in Wall street will
come running for-things they've
heard about and read about and never
had chance to try" She glanced
around the table and explained: I'VE
are from the South-Georgia. I'll bet
YOU" Dorothy was no linguistic
prude-'you don't know what Hoppin'
John is, or beaten biscuit, or barbe-
sweet potato pudding. or rice puffs.
or baked"
For heavens sake stop" begged
her father. You've ruined my din
ner. child"
You see." Dorothy nodded trium-
phantly at the others Hes only
one. And there's million like him
people who live here and come here
He'd give $50 right now for a corn
pudding like Old Nanny Jane used
to make. OF course. we shall have
the regular dishes-all the usual
parade-but you wait till a good black
Georgia darby. with honey in his
voice and a bow a courtier couldn't
copy, draws out your chair and sits
you down to golden waffles in the
morning and chicken gumbo at night,
See II you won't come back and bring
the folks"
BY George" exploded Charley.
Wish I could see Huneks Shake his
hand. Did me a good turn"
will you plan 1t? Boss the job"
He shot the questions at Dorothy i'm
petuously.
The girl laughed and looked at her
father.
I'll give a helping hand" he smiled.
Til send Sam down to Macon to get
your darkies for you, old timers,
gentlemen in black And I'll loan you
Sam. to start of with. for head wait
crew; everybody couldn't do 1t. As
for Sam himself. he's a cash asset
He could seat an emperor and make
him feel it was a favor"
There's a thing we've forgotten"
observed the former fistic champion
IT'S the drink. Ye can feed a man
and he'll be happy. But if We want
to make him loosen up-begging the
lady's pardon-and take the rubber off
his roll. put a drop of something wet
before him with a tickle to it. He'll
buy balloons to pelt the stars with
Not he added. heavily apologize
that I'd be casting stones at any
good friend of mine. God forbid"
A burst of laughter greeted this
from every one but Dorothy. She
did not laugh.
We shall have those thines-all
the Wines" she said to Mr.. Link.
"Of course" he answered But tits |
a better thing I have in mind. One |
drink! A friend has just invented II. |
secret he holds II. and we'll he may i
I've travelled far. little lady, but never |
did I see the Gates Ajar-wide open,
speaking truthful I laved me tongue |
in Mickey Morrison's new brew. Twas !
last night, and the memory is strong |
upon me yet"
What does he call it Joe?" Mr.. |
Grant was also interested.
He calls It," Mr.. Link replied, with |
the solemnity betting the birth of a |
new drink in a weary world. he calls
1t. Mr.. Grant. the Feather Flip Ask !
me no more. SIR
Dorothy laid her hand on Joe's
arm. The big man thought a dove
had alighted on it.
You will bring Mr.. Mickey Nor
rison to us-here-at 10 o'clock to-
morning" she commanded
we'll advertise it. We are going to