Evening star., 1919-05-04

she knew hsr business. william
gave her half a dollar. the first sizable
tip he had ever laid down. The girl
looked at the coin, then up at William.
puzzled. The red hair. the freckles. and
the cellulod collar did not dovetail with
such prodigality.
"On the level, have you been left
some money!"
Honest as the day is long. Not
enough to buy lobsVrs every night,
but enough for my uses. And some
day, according to the magazines
there, I'm coming back from a long
voyage and marry you"
"On your way, Aloysius, don't
look like girl who would marry for
money do II"
"lf | wasn't afraid the dyed leak
through this bean of mine, Id go and
have 1T dyed purple. Say, what's all
this noise about red hair, anyhow"
Don't ask me. Personally l amt
got anything against it. But ! never
saw a man with red hair that wasn't
always looking for trouble and find
ing it,"
TITS tough TO be Irish"
Irish? Why, wouldn't have be-
ieved IL. Well, good luck, and keep
away from the bright lights"
THE same to you. only more So"
and William LETT the shop.
Hey, Nellie, who's the chrysanthe-
num-"
was that Reeinald?"
The object Of these kindly atten-
tions held up the half-dollar.
Did he forget his changer"
whats his home town-Troy?"
"Aw, you girls make me weary.
You can't tell q real man from
tailor's dummy, take ii from me. free
OF charge" Nellie took her gum
from under the table. He may have
red hair but he beats Mike the
baggage-man for shoulders"
"Mebbe that's what he is, a trunk
hop"
The manageress in charge inter-
Nened. You girls lay off that kid
ding"
From then on it became series of
sudden chuckles with william. These
broke out as he walked the streets,
rs he ate his beefsteak lunch. as he
idled an hour at movie. as. later. he
sober countenance they rumbled.
stirred into life, now at the sight of
his hands. now at the feel of the crisp
receipt in his inside pocket For all
that he chuckled over them. his hands
were source OF real embarrassment.
He was afraid to put them in his
pockets, TO touch the evening papers,
to hang OH the subway strap. He
ives also certain that everybody no.
ticed the discrepancy between his
nails and his general outft.
"A celluloid collar and ten pink
nails! What do you know about that,
Isobel? If went over to the eng inc
house tonight, the boys'd drop dead"
or course he told his landlady all
about his marvellous windfall. that he
was going on trip around the world,
and all that She cackled over him
like a hen that discovers a pheasant
in her brood.
Willie Grogan. an you stand there
telIin' tn likes O. that t me-"
Nix. mother, I'm giving it to you
straight. Look at this" He showed
her his bank k-book. The Widow Han
lon gasped when she saw those noble
FIVE figures.
God bless me. it's true. 'ris glad
] am for your luck boy Ny an
you'll be wearin' dress suits an
patent lither an passing your oil
friends on tn street. Well, you were
always a good boy. Youll not be
leavin'?"
Not on your tn-type. Thisll be
my hangout for long time to come.
But, gee ] sure forgot about the
dress suit stuff. IN see to that to-
morrow. Anyhow. this rubber collar
is headed for the ash-can. never
thought, with this topknot of mine.
that might set fire to Itch,
mother? And NUNS the word to the
rest OF the bunch. I'm hungry and
don't want to answer questions.
Whadjuh got for SUPPER
Corn beef an cabb ge?''
Lead me to it,"
The whole house reeked with the
odor of boiled cabbage; but William
was used to il. He knew that he was
never going to play the snob: he was
going through life simple and un-
changed by his good fortune; he was
never going to forget the old order
of things, the plain. homely food, the
plain. homely people who shared 1T
with him. I'll wager he found more
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