Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1919-05-18
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upon her that she could hold him
only when she described some great
warrior or some tremendous battle.
As for art. architecture and general
literature, William listened dutifully,
but the information went into one
ear and out the other. But battle
the spot where So and so whaled the
daylights out Of Wachamacallem!"
Caesar, Hannibal. Alexander. Napo-
leon. Cellini and John l.. Sullivan
those were the boys!
She tried to get him interested in
Morte Arthure, but failed signally.
Jaw. nobody ever talked like that.
I'd be a fine false alarm, wouldn't !,
IL went up to a man, took off my
lid, and bowed and gave him that kind
Of con. Noble sir. it pains my eye
sight and my heart sorrily. but I am
about to hand you one in the Stats
And what would he be doing while I
pulled that line of talk? Good
night"
talked like that" she said, ironically.
mot so you'd notice it. The noble
Nick didn't waste any soft soap.
up. WdI-cyc GU MlheS tHc JIS
is up That's Nick's way. This Gel
lini chap didn't waste any CUFF that
I noticed. When he saw q head he
hit it,"
She laughed So far she had not
found this amazing 1rishman back
ward in the matter Of retorts. He
usually gave as good as he got. She
liked him. For all his bewildering
lingo. he possessed that rare attribute
called personality. He was so breezy,
SO strong and active. that those about
seemed to absorb some of the animal
spirits which radiated from him.
When she was with him she expert
enced a Jingle and zest in life His
voice and eyes were filled with cleo
trio fluids. 1t was too bad that he
hadn't had the right chance in life
When she compared him with Cam
den 1t struck her forcibly that the
comparison was in the Irishmans
favor Camden soothed her. but his
very soothing qualities seemed to
arouse a subconscious irritation in
her.
BY constant reprimand she had sue
ceeded in drawing William partially
OUT Ol tnc hoI0SS VI SldAS INV
habit and association had thrown him.
At a word from her he would have
stopped smoking, worn his dress suit
at breakfast, foresworn his meat. But
invariably. once he became excited or
deeply in earnest. the gates would
burst open. Never by any hap were
his transgressions vulgar. She was
we'll enough informed to know that
his phrases had been conned from the
sporting pages of the newspaper
base ball. the prize ring and the race
tracks. all morally harmless, but in
tellectually corrupt.
The day before they reached Gibral-
tar, Italy as a lesson was about An
ished. or all the splendid names he
had heard, only three remained clear
ly defined: Michaelangelo, Leonardo
da Vinci and Cellini. He felt genu-
inely depressed that all the others had
been dropped by the wayside. And
vet, II he had confided in her, doubt
less she would have told him that to
know a little of the lives of these
three men was in itself a liberal edu-
cation. The truth is, aside from be-
ing great artists, the three had also
been great fighters. and that Is why
their names and deeds stuck in Will
liam Grogan's head.
Italy! Say. that makes me think. :
I've got an old friend in Naples
Tommaso Malfln. He and his wife
kept the fruit store next to the shop.
I used to play with his Riddles noon
times And manys the dish Of spa
ghetti I've eaten with the family.
He made his pile. six or seven hum
bred. sold out to Cipriano. and hiked
for the old country. He'll be glad to
see little Willie Grogan. He used to
call me Guglielmo Grogano., for sport.
He tried to teach me some of his lin
CO. but couldn't bat over OIL"
Beg pardon. Mr.. Grogan," said q
voice at his elbow. 1t belonged to the
purser II found this wallet Of
yours"
william seized 1t eagerly.
Everything there?" asked the
purser.
yeah whered you find it?"
Rather curious place. On the floor
OF my Office. Some one had tossed 1t
in through the port
well. say. ! never expected to see
this again." William peered into the