Evening capital news. (Boise, Idaho) 1901-1927, 1917-09-18
THE BUSINE SIS
OF.LIYING
MR.. BLACK RELATES HOW ONE
YOUNG SOCIETY MAN WENT TO
WAR

MR.. BLACK RELATES HOW ONE
YOUNG SOCIETY MAN WENT TO
WAR.
well, I'll be jiggered!" exclaimed
Mr.. Black, shaking his fat sides in a
noiseless laugh. 1T Is worse than /
thought"
What Is worse?" snapped his
wife, who disliked waiting for her hus-
bands leisurely disclosures.
Mrs. Weeks young brother Ia a
bigger fool than I thought him, and
that Is saying a good DEAL" Again
the undulating waistcoat reported ex-
cessive mirth.
do tell what has happened and
not sit there shaking In silence" said
his wife with asperity.
II am going to tell you, that is un-
less you take my head off first; in
that case you will never know" An
amused twinkle In the near-sightSd
eyes warned Mrs. Black that her hus-
band was In his hectoring mood, and
that II she wanted to know what he
was laughing at she would have to bide
his time; so she sat in grim silence.
Il. dropped in to chat with Weeks
on my way home. Weeks brother
in-law was there. He seemed to be
having sort of farewell reception,
You know his regiment has been or
dered to training camp. He was
swelling around in his new uniform
and trying to look important. They
were having such a good time that
he forgot ell about having to make a
train. l suppose his dear mother has
always attended to getting him off in
time heretofore. Anyway, he was
struck all of heap to find that he
had only about fifteen minutes to reach
the depot, and flew to the telephone
to call a taxi. That wasted some min
utes, for Of course If you are in q
hurry there are seven people on the
line and they make a point at Cen
tral to give you the wrong number"
Couldn't someone else call up the
cab for him?" asked Mrs Black.
They undoubtedly could, but no
one did. 1t is the person out of the
dilemma who can always think of the
right thing to do. He finally got the
tah company after great deal of
strong language between calls, and
flew to his room to put his civilian
clothes into his trunk"
Trunk" burst out Mrs. Black.
rs he to be followed with a trunk at
the 'front.'"
He seems to think So He un-
doubleday wants to be ready for
dress parade; that's his strong point.
The taxi drove up and he was about
to enter when he discovered that he
had no purse in his pocket, and a
good three minutes was spent run
ming up and down stairs in a vain
search for the missing article. Fin
ally, Mrs. Weeks frantically produced
her coin purse and begged five dol
lars from her husband I'm nervous
haste to stuff into the little thing.
am afraid he has pasked his
purse in his trunk in the pockets Of his
other Clothes she said with q sigh of
| relief as the taxi drove away. She
hadn't time to bedew the parting with
appropriate tears.
Please, ma'am, your brother has
left his comb and brush on his dress
ing table
you see, everybody In the house
had been summoned to hunt things
Tor the embryonic soldier That throw
the devoted sister into a panic. What
would dear Claude do without his
comb and brush; he would not be where
ne could get another. etc. Just then
Mr.. Frasier started out of his garage
with his machine. and what does the
little woman do but dash across the
road and ask him to motor to the sta,
ton with package for her brother,
Weeks went limp at this; Just dropped
ms arms over the side of his chair
and groaned.
Cheer up. old man. said, Shaping
MIN on the knee. He is going to war;
THAT'S so.' he nodded grimIy.
AT this point another maid stuck
her head out of the door and an
nounced that some letters addressed
to the young man had been found on
the desk in his room. and Mrs. Weeks
ran to see IL they were official docu-
menfs that 1t would be necessary for
him to have at once
Il got up and said: 7 had better
80 home to be out Of the way.
foresee that all of you will be needed
to run up and down the street hailinv
cops and messenger boys to see that
young mans impedimenta to the front
When you are rested up come over.
Weeks grinned feebly and waved
me away.t
(To be continued.)