Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1919-08-03
,Torchy Strays From Broadway By $!
MUST say 1t listens kind of
complicated" says I. after Wee
has explained how ] am to


why. Torchy. it's perfectly simple"
says she.
And once more she sketches out the
plan. how I'm to take the express to
springfield. catch green line trolley
that's bound northwest, get of at
DORIS Crossing. and walt until this
Barry Crane party picks me up in
his car.
You see this friend OF Wees who's
billed for the blushin' bride act has
necided to have the event pulled OF at
Birch Crest. the family's summer
bone up In the hills OF old New
Hampshire. Wee has promised to mo-
tor up the day before with the brides
maid. leavin' me to follow the next
mornin'. But when we come to look
mp train schedules II develops tha&
the only way to get to Birch Crest
by train II via Boston.
How about runnin' up to Montreal
and droppin' DOWN. I suggests sar-
castle.
And then comes the word that this
'prganist guy viii be on his way up
across lots. after an over night, stop
In New Haven. and viii take me
aboard II I can make the proper con-
hections.
suppose make clip. thought"
says I. There I'll be stranded up in
the pie belt with nothing but my feet
to ride nifty miles on. Sorry, Wee. but
! guess your old boardin' school chum
will have to break into matrimony
without my help"
Maybe you think that settled 1t. II
you do You amt tried being married.
Inside Of half an hour we'd agreed on
the usual compromise-Im to do as
Wee says.
30 here at 11:16 on a bright summer
mornin' I'm dumped OF trolley car
way out on the upper edge of Massa-
chusetts. It's about az lonesome a spot
a. you could nnd on the map. Moth
Ing but fields and woods in sight,
and dusty road windh' acrors the
right OF way. Not house to be seen.
not even q barn.
You're sure this lie DORIS Crossin'.
eh?" asks of the conductor az hes
states on the step.
"Oh. yes" says he. cheerful.
Don't seem to be usin' it much,
does he?" says /.
Ding, ding!" remarks the fare col
lector to the motorman and 1t was
. case OF hoppin' lively for me.
There's nothing left to do but hoist
mysek conspicuous onto convenient
wayside rock and hope that this
Barry Crane person was runnin'
somewhere near on time. About then
begun to wish knew more about
PIN. his general habits and 80 on.
Was his memory sood7 Could he be
depended ON to keep dates with
etrangers3 Would he know DORIS
Crossing when he saw it?
Wee hadn't touched on any of these
points when she was convincin' me
hsw simple 1t would be for him and
ne to get together. Course, shed
fivsn me . chatty little sketch of
Mr.. Crane. but mostly It had been
4beut what . swell orsanist he was.
Played In . big church. Not only
that, but made up pieces. all out Of
his own head. Also she'd mentioned
About his hopeless romance with q
certain Ann Mcleod.
Seems Barry had been strong for
&6iss Mcleod for five or six years.
Shed kind Of strung him along at
Arst, too. Couldn't help likin' Barry
Some. Ever, body did. He was that
find-good natured. always sayin'
?levar things. You know. But when
cane to hitchin' up with him per-
fCaAsnt ,Miss Mcleod had baked.
Nobody knew just why Bright girl,
Ann. Brainy. too, and with lots Of
1sp. She was secretary for some big
tfnciency expert Maybe that was
why she couldn't stand for Barry's
:rnr~ic-i temperament. She thought
am. was absolutely the last call
for pushir' tack the rolltop and OPEN
In the nnornin' mail. while Barry's idea
9f beginIin' . perfect day was for
Some one to bring in q breakfast tray
pocut II o'clock and hand him q Gig
t-ette before he tumbled out of the
straw. So while he'd qualified 40 q
Dear old thing and shed got to the
point where she'd let him call her
Playmate NINE" that's where the ro-
a'n~"e l~Tg on the re cks. Also he'd
.Veen described as chunky party
with . rouno face decorated with q
cute little rnusi ache and ha hv hIoa