Evening star., 1918-03-31

how it was goin' to work out. but I
could feel something comm. Forsythe
was goin' to get his He stood to get IT
good. too. Not all on account of what
he'd done me. Some of it would be on
my own hook. to pay up for the yawny
half hours I'd had to sit through listen
in while Forsythe discoursed about
himself. You should have seen the
satisfied look on Mr.. Roberts face when
l hinted how Forsythe might be in
line for new sensations.
IF l could only be there to watch
says he. You must tell me all about
it afterward. They'll enjoy hearing
of it at the club"
But. at that. Forsythe wasn't the one
to walk right into trouble. He's a
shifty party, and he amt been duckin
work all these years without gettin
exDert at it. Accordin' to schedule he
was to show up at the camp about
nine-thirty Monday morning; but it's
nearer noon when he rolls up in his
car. And l don't hesitate a bit about
givin' him the call.
You know it's this week, not next
says I. that this dinner is comm off
And there's four bolts of buntin' wait
in to be hung up"
Quite So" says Forsythe. I'VE mus'
get to work right away"
I had to chase down to the station
again then. to see that the chefs outfi,
was bein' loaded on the trucks, but
was cheered up by the thought OF
Forsythe balanced on top of a tall step
ladder with his mouth full of tack:
and his collar gettin' willy.
It's near an hour before I gets back
though. Do l find Forsythe in his shir
sleeves climbin' around on the rafters
/ do not. He's sittin' comfortable in {
campchair on a fur motor robe, smokin
cigarette. calm, and surrounded by
half dozen classy young ladies tha
he's rounded up by. phone from th'
nearest country club. The girls ant
work. while Forsythe is doin' the heav!
directin'.
He'd sketched out his decoratin
scheme on the back OF an envelope. ant
now he was tellin' 'em how to carry i
out. The worst of it is. too. that he:
gettin' some stunnin' effects and il
bein' congratulated enthusiastic by th
girls.
It's the same way with ffxin' up tn,
tables With ferns and flowers. Forsyth
plans it out with a pencil and his crew
do the hustlin' around.
Course, I had to let it ride. Besides
there was a dozen other things for M
to look after. But I'm good at a waitin
game. I. kept my eye on Forsythe, t,
see that he didn't slip away. He wa
still there at 2:30. havin' organized ;
picnic luncheon with the young ladies
when Miss Jane blew in. And blame'
II she don't fall for Forsythe's stun
too.
"why. you've. done wonders. MI
Hurd." says she. What a versatil
genius you are!"
"Oh, that" says he. wavin' sand
wich careless. But it's an inspiration
to be doing anything at all for you
Miss German"
And here he hasn't SO much as she
his overcoat.
1t m"st have been half an hour late
when Sig. Zaretti. the head chef, come
huntin' me out with a desperate look i
his eyes. I was consultin' Miss Jan
about borrowin' a piano from the Y. n
c. A. tent. but he kicks right in.
"Ah. I am distract" says he, puffiI
out his cheeks. "Eet-eet ees to
mooch!'
GO on" says l. Shoot the TRACED,
What's too much?"
'"That Pedro and that Salvatore" say
he. They have become lost. the worth
less ones. They disappear on me. An
in three hours I am to serve, in thi
crude place. a dinner of six courses
700 men. They abandon me at such
time, with so much to be done"
well. that's up to you." says
Cant some of your crowd double
brass? What about workin' in some {
your waiters?"
But they are all employed say