Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1919-07-06

nights as we've beeen havn' recent.
with the moon full and the summer
strikin' it's first stride, I'm apt to let
on that I feel different.
You see, she'd lowed me out on the
back terrace to smell how sweet the
honeysuckle was and watch the moon
sail up over the tall locust trees be-
yond the vegetable garden.
isn't it a perfectly gorgeous night,
Torchy?" says she. And doesn't ev
erything look so calm and peaceful
out here"
May look that way" says I. but
you never can tell. like the country
in the daytime all right, but at night
specially these moony ones-well, l
don't know as I'll ever get used to
en-"
How absurd. Torchv" says Wee.
Makes things look so kind of
spooky," I goes on. All them shad
ows. How do you know what's be-
hind EN-? And so many queer noises.
There, Listen to that
silly" says she. That's tree
toad, hope you aren't afraid Of
that"
Not If he's a tame one" says I.
But how can you tell he amt wild?
And there comes whirry buzzin'
noise"
Yes" says she. "A motor coming
down the macadam. There. it's turned
into our road. Perhaps some one
coming to see us. Goosie
Sure enough, it was minute
later Mr.. and Mrs Robert Ellins were
gvin' us the hail out front 1t seems
they'd come to pick us UP to make
a cali with them on some new neigh
bors
Who" asks Wee.
You couldn't guess" says Mrs.
Robert. The Zoscos"
Really" says Wee. But | thought
they werc----"
Yes" chimes in Mrs. Robert. II
suppose they are too Rather inn
possible. But simply mast try that
big pipe organ | hear they've pat in.
Bob thinks it's an awful thing to do.
See how shocked he looks. But Eve
promised not to stay more than half
an hour if the movie magnate is in
anything more startling than placid
fter-dinner state. or If the place Is
cluttered up with too many screen
favorites. And l think Bob wants
Torchy 10 go along as bodyguard. So
won't YOU both come What do you
say"
Trust Wee for takin' dare. She'll
try anything once. | expect shed
been some curious all along to see
what this new Mrs. Zosco looked like.
What was il you said she used TO be
called Torchy?" she demanded.
Myrtle Mapes. the Girl With the
Million Dollar Smile, was the way
she was billed" says l. But them
press agents don't care what they say
half the time And maybe she only
smiles that way when the cameras
set for a closeup
II don't care" says Wee. Il think
1t would be great fun to 60
AS for me- l didn't mind one way
or the other. I'd seen this Andres
Zoscos party plenty OF times. ridin'
back and forth on the train. He'd
even offered to pick me up in his
limousine and give me lift once when
| was hiking up from the station And
! must say he wasn't just my idea OF
"A plute movie producer.
Nothing imposin' about Mr.. Zosco.
Hardly. Kind of dumpy, short
legged party. with round smooth
face. sort of mild brown eyes. and his
hair worn in a skinned diamond effect.
You'd never take him for a guy who'd
so out and buy Hudson river steam
er and blow ii up just for the sake
of eettin' a thousand feet of film. or
nut on a mob scene with enough peo-
ple TO fill Times square like an election
night. No He was usually readin'
seed cataloeues and munChing salted
peanuts out OF a paper bag.
1; was early last spring that he'd
houcht this villa Nova place. mile
or so beyond the ElIinses. and moved
ont with the bride he'd picked out of
his lis; of screen stars. don't know
whether he expected the Piping Rock
crowd TO fall for him or not. Any
WAY. they didn't. They just shuddered
when his name was mentioned and