Tulsa daily world. [volume] (Tulsa, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1905-1919, 1918-06-16

| thanked fortune that he was not as
other men
| one evening he stumbled over
| little heap 'of fur and sobs on the
sidewalk in front OF the Bancroft
( when he had lifted 1t, he discovered
| it was the wife of his neighbor just
across the fire escape. After he had
| helped her to her apartment and
| summoned a doctor to look at her
/ twisted ankle he decided that at
4 close range she did not seem en-.
| tirely domesticated The husband
who called to thank him for his
| timely help also proved To he some
/ thing OF regular guy The three
began to exchange smiles across the
/ fire escapes.
| Castle was soon convinced that
| the young couple were entirely too
attractive to be wasted on the calm
atmosphere OF the Bancroft II they
had had the advantage OF his early
training they might now be qualify
ing as darned good sports. Stella
tolerated some OF his mildly favored
stories when they met in the restau-
I.rant shared by the two buildings.
and even slipped highball. He was
too wary to be trapped into their
conyentionality but he was fired
with missionary zeal that would
save them from themselves. lie In
vited them to gay little dinner FOL
lowed Ny Il rollicking show and
midnight cabaret supper. His was
an nnsclfish ambition to knock the
rust off two possible pals. %.
Any qualnis he might have had as
to their social talents faded after the
first course husband was gallantiy
playing up TO the elcphantish coynesS
of low cut blond at his right Wife
was pn'tty in evening dress. 1t was
lust the thing for her demure per
s2nality and suggested fresh afr and
regular hours. Castle found himself
seriously competing for her attention
with another wine happy gentleman.
She knew nothing OF Broadway wit.
which Is largely platitudes gathered
from Current musical shows, but her
remarks were as pleasantly surpris-
ing as some OF the drinks you get
at prohibition town soda fountains.
II you let your eyelid slip while the
clerk is looking.
Also. Stella dances She did not
seem to notice that tho artistically
half-drcssed blond was becoming
more coy and inclined to whisper
things to husband Bruieigh
watched her foN-trotting with Cor
man and something In the picture
made him suddenly recall every rotr
ton spot in Germans somewhat
record breaking career
Bruleigh made it.an point TO dance
with her himself all the rest of the
eFcning. lie was no nearer the angel
class than German, but he knew
what kind Of woman the little dancer
really was German, niuddled with
drinks might have forgotten. Castle
didn't want the girl to he frightened
or disguised She might not want to
play around" again. Al 2:30 a. m.
he still held to his determination to
save these charming young people
from the ignominy Of a strictly set
tled-down life.
At three o'clock the blond was
singing "Tipperary." German had
launched n line Of conversation that
always led UP to the story about the
boy who was raised by his mother
Hruletgh broke up the party. which
promptly scattered in taxicahs, and
tonnd himself linked arms with wife
and Husband waiting for his own
machine To drive up to the curb.
He could just see the woman's
face, In the dawn dusk as she turned
1t toward her husband lie could
lust see the look in the mans eye as
ne slipped an arm around her shoul
ders and settled into the seat beside
her. German piled In clumsily and
talkatively Bruleigh, with n dueer.
strangllne feeling under his collar,
sat In 70 forward, facing his guests.
Wife had slipped her gloved fling
ers from her mans hand and leaned
her cheek against his shoulder. Hus-
band had bent his head until HIS
cheek rested lightly against her hair. |