Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1919-07-20

trfne chesty. Anyway, things had
been runnin' smooth at the Ply steal
Culture Studio with a lot of my old
regular back. sportin' friend Of mine
had paid up fifty that I'd staked him
to over year ago. and coming out on
the sos two Of my neighbors had in
sisted must stand for another term
on the school board. Besides, there
was Sadie waitin' at the station for
me with the little roadster.
well. how's the giri?" says I,
swingin' Off the smoker.
You get that girl stuff, don't you2
It's good line to pull. believe me.
even If most Of the things you got at
your tin weddin' have been sent to the
discard and there are youngsters
around the house who are always CALI
in her Nav" And as a rule 1t gets
Sadie workin' up that crooked smile Of
hers.
But not this time. could tell at q
glance that Sadie has something heavy
sittin' on her mind. 1t amt like her
to keep 1t back, either. She unloads it
at once.
Shorty" says she. Mr.. Dishler
wants you to call at the Office as you
go by"
The Hon. Hi. eh?" says I. "oh. very
we'll"
"He-he seemed rather serious about
It," suggests Sadie.
"Of course" says I. HE would. He's
that kind"
Il hope you haven't offended him
again. Shorty" says she.
That's a whale Of hope" says I.
when my mission in life seems to be
to do things that give the Hon. HI.
Dishler shudders down the spine."
It's sad fact. l amt boastin' about
1t. Maybe ought to be hangin' my
head as I admit 1t. But somehow IL
should ind I was pleasin' the Hon.
Hi. consistent I'd begin to suspect l
wasn't runnin' true to form. Fat
chance. though. I suppose we're about
as different as we could be and still
belong to the same human race,
know Dishler would take his oath to
that and I'm afraid I wouldn't deny II.
either. And yet here we have to live
IN the same town when we might have
half the map between us. I expect.
though. that wherever I went I'd find
Ill. Dishler or somebody like him; and
perhaps he couldn't settle anywhere
without runnin' into a Shorty McCabe.
Besides, life wouldn't be half SO in
teresting If 1t wasn't like that
Cheer up. Sadie" says 1. Maybe
It's only note I've Endorsed for some
body and forgot about; or he might
want to make another offer for our
shore frontage"
That's the careless, happy-go-lucky
mood was In when rolls up in front
OF the Rockhurst Development Com
pany's offices. next door to the bank.
l even chuckles a little when he let's
on not to see the friendly wave I gives
hiR. but marches out to the curb stiff
and dignif1ed and lifts his black derby
an inch or SO of his curly gray hair.
BY rights he never should have quit
wearin' a silk lid. Course, 1 know 1t
amt being done now on week days,
except by auctioneers and funeral d.
rectors, but nothing else in the line
of headgear quite goes with them
white side whiskers of his They went
out OF date before the shiny tiles did.
but the Hon. Ill., couldn't bear to part
with his. l hope he never does, for as
he stands-frock coat, gray spats. and
his eyeglasses anchored to him with a
wide ribbon-he needs no tag or label.
He Is our prominent citizen. Any new
commuter would know that at a
glance. Also that here was one Of the
upper classes.
Want to see me. did you" asks.
YES" says he. And I wish you
to see something. too. Will you turn
off the Post road Just this side of the
Nut and Bolt Works? will follow In
my own car"
HUH" says I to Sadie as we starts
on. What the deuce?"
But Sadie don't have the answer.
can tell by the way she looks. though.
that she's sure I've made another bad
break somehow. either socially, polite
ally or otherwise
When we get to this side street that
runs down as far as the railroad
stops just at the beginning Of the limo
of new billboards that the Civic So
ciety has done so much grumblin' over.
Here about two acres have been fenced
In, with three sides covered with ad-
vertising signs. l was Just noticin'
where 20-foot gap had been burned,
wipin' out a perfectly good corset ad,
and eatIn' into q Drink Whisko" an
>nouncement. when the Hon. HI. catches
up with us.