Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1919-11-16
Looking On at a Tie.
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their necks, are curious and benighted
people. BAH"
"Gee!" says I, breathin' deep. I'm
glad Mrs. McCabe amt widow. How
do you feel about 1t now, Bedford?"
why" says he, GRIMM brave. II
guess If Dixie can go through with 1t
I can. But suppose you wanted to
marry some one, Garry. how would
you do it?"
"Ah, expect he'd hire bank
vault" says I, land pull 1t off at mid
night"
mo" says Garry II presume I
should set my teeth and do just as
you're going to do next Wednesday,"
Anyway" says I. you've thrown
a scare into me. all right. No usherin'
in mine. Bedford. I'll be sittin' in
a back seat, grippin' bottle OF
smeliin' salts"
Course, it didn't work out just that
way. AS 1t was. 1 come mighty near
not gettin' there at all. At the start
everything looked fine. Both Miss
Patten and Bedford havin escaped
accidents. arrest and the whoopin'
cough. Also it was a swell day and
everything sittin' pretty. Pinckney
had asked me to stick around at the
hotel where Bedford was staying and
see that the happy pairs suit cases
was slowed in their tourin' car with
out being tempered with by any con-
IT.
Job. too. and 1t was about time for
Bedford to get under way, when this
Jimmy Langdon, his best man. comes
rushin' in. excited. with a kit bag
in one hand.
For the love of soup, Bedford"
he gasps. will you look what I've
donew
"Eh?" says Bedford, GRIMM nery,
Gus at him.
Left my blinkety- blinked frock
coat at home!" announces Jimmy.
starin' simple. Thought I'd packed
1t in the bag. Remember having it in
my hand. but just then 1 must have
called UP the florist. to see II he'd
attended to everything, and left it
out. Silly thing to do. And here
I am, with nothing but this brown
checked jacket to go with the we'd
ding trousers and waistcoat. Look
nice. wouldn't 1t? Can't be done. No.
Gotta have a frock coat. Where? In.
side of three minutes. Oh, what q
bonehead"
Vain regrets" says Pinckney.
"Frock coats aren't SO rare. Whole
city full Of 'em. Shorty. get Mr..
Langdon frock coat, will your"
Sure" says I. ........
@Not that I'd located one, or, thought
l could. But 1t was the right thing
to say. dashes out into the cor
ridor and Just by luck q bellhop was
goin'. Ho had red hair, too. which
IL, a good sign.
Hey. boy" says I. grabbin' him
by tho arm. Get me q frock coat.
medium Size"
.w Inh1% says w. , he starin' at me.
two S.nt sw"y And r Ssr. s e,os ySs
on tho spotted bones tonight" And
I slips him a Ave.
Yes. sir" says he. tuckin' 1t away.
Would you believe 1t. he's back
WithIn tho time limit, greatness. put
winner. He hands over a perfectly
good fr0ck coat. Looks to be about
tho right nixc, too.
mot that I'm curious" says I, but
what guest did you rob. SON?
All. I amt takin' that chance for
n AVE." says no. ITS ono l, rented
on'n tho pastry cook for two bucks"
! didn't toll that part when I pr6-
dueed tho coat and helped the best
man on with It. ana no had no time
to ask fool questions. But he was
there IN time to tum-te-tum down
the aisle with the rest.
wasn't II u perfectly charming
weddihRT says Mrs. McCabe on the
way home, And not u single hitch
anywhere"
'uh-huh !" nayH !. "Thanks to the
pastry c0Ok,"
Ana ! expect abe still thinks I was
tnlh'h' about the lady fingers served
with the loo cream.
Copyright, 1919. hy scwsli Ford.