Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1919-02-02
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business way" says Sadie. HE came
with letter from Boomer-Day'S Lon
don bankers. He's young Lord RIPLEY,
late OF the Royal Flying Corps, ana
is over here to inspect our aerial man
service. So, of course, Mrs. Boomer
Day insisted on asking him out for the
week end. He's coming tomorrow
afternoon
Then / see where the gold service
plates come out of cold storage once
more says |. Wonder if they'll hide
Snipe Gallagher in the subcellar dur
in the royal Visit?"
"Oh, | nearly forgot the tragic part
says Sadie. Their regular chauffeur
has developed a perfectly amazing Doll
on his neck and can't bow respectfully
without almost killing himself. They
had a rehearsal this afternoon, and he
simply collapsed with pain. Now they
are trying to drill Gallagher for the
part. You see, he has to meet Lord
Ripley and Mr.. Boomer-Day at the
station, and they're afraid he'll 40
something dreadful--like not jumping
out to open the door, or forgetting 10
touch his cap"
wouldn't that be awful" says J.,
grinnin'.
1T might call Lord Ripley's atten-
tion to him" says Sadie, "and you
known Gallagher isn't--well, he isn't
decorative to say The least,
Couldn't they hang something over
his noSe2" / suggests.
They've decided to make him wear
his khaki uniform, any way" says
Sadie, and that will be some improve
ment. But Mrs Boomer-Day is sure
he'll do something to mortiIy her
And. by the way, she things that per-
haps you might talk to Gallagher ana
suggest a few things"
"Me?" says L. How do l get rung
in on this?"
why, he things you're just about
right, you know" says Sadie.
He never told ne anything like
that" says l. But, even so, what
could | tell him about meetin the
nobility Ii I've got short line, it's
that"
Rubbish, Shorty" says Sadie. "You
know how a chauffeur should act Amy
way, they're going to send him around
in the morning, to take you down to
the station. and YOU can coach him
little then. He'll listen TO you. Tell
him not to SLOUGH behind the wheel;
that he mustn't be smoking a cigarette
when he has any one in the car, and
that If by any chance Lord Ripley
should speak to him he must touch his
cap aqd say Yes, my lord Things
like that"
oh, boy" says 7. Me teachin'
court etlquette! Say, that's good
enough 10 go in a joke book"
All the same, though. when Snipe
rounds up with the rolin' boudoir at
500 next morniu', l springs it on him.
Hey says /, am | subbln for the
nobility"
Il expect So says Snlpe, unreeAn'
one Of them crooked erins.
Then hop out and unite the door"
says |. That's it, Now pull the sa-
late stuff. All, make it snappy. can't
you? Yes, that's better, Know what
comes next"
Where to, sir?' says Snipe
Perfectly rotten!" says /. "Tthat
amt the line at ali"
OH says Snipe, catchin' his breath,
II forgot. Where to- my lord?"
We'll, that might pass says /. ''un-
less he happens to be fussy, which he
probably is, You better say it over
again when we get to the station"
Gee" says Snipe, Il been sayin' it
all night in my sleep. You know,
professor, they nearly got me scared
stiff over meetin' this fool lord How
should / know what to do?"
"Son don't mean to say, Snipe," [
demands, that this is your first iord?'
Absolutely" says he. And I
hope it'll be my last"
Most likely it viii be, unless you
buck up" says |. And Just remem-
Der, If they catch him lookin' cross
eyed at you the very least they'll do
win be W give you the QUICK can.
Il wish ! was back drivin' a truck"
signs Snipe.
Well as general thing 7 amt much
of hand to rubber around at such
times. but havin' been made sort of
responsible for Snipe Gallagher, I'll adj
NIT l got kind of curious to see how
he would get away with it when the
time came SO, instead of taking the
6:l5, as usual, l quits the studio early
enough TO catch the 1903 express And
by hoppin' off the smoker I'm in time
TO slip behind a baggage truck close
to the scene of action.
Snipe is right on hand. too He's
been scrubbed and brushed until his
old uniform looks like it had tust come
from the Q. NJ, and he's standin as
stiff as if he'd been dipped in glue and
set out to dry. Only hts right arm is
tWltchin' nervous, preparin' for the
salute, and there's a sort of a panicky
look in them pop eyes. / didn't dare
whisper to him for fear I'd break The
spell VIC
And in minute here comes boomer
Day, steppin' along brisk and imnort-
ant, the way little men do, and sort
OF ,steerin by the elbow a tall good.
lookin young chap who's wearin' n
pam business suit and n soft hat with
the brim bent down in front BEHIND
them trots another young gent dressed
ABOUT the same, but luggin' two kit
pags. course, | spots the pair as his
lordship and his man
iheyd got almost to the limousine
When Boomer Day turns to give .go,ne
GIectiops to the valet, and about then
J neafS a RaSD from Snine Atn,oet a.