The Lambertville record., 1920-10-15

shepherd plaid with three-color silk
shirts in wide stripes and polka dot
tie.
Nothing doing, Bill" says l. "May-
be you can blow yourself to bookie
outfit later on, but for this scene you
got to show up solid business man.
Let's see that quiet gray suit there
and a plain black and white shirt to
match"
And say, when I've added a narrow
black four-in-hand and a pair of gray
gloves and hung some gold trimmed
glasses around his neck with a black
string l was almost proud to walk
down the street with him. Honest,
had all l could do to call him Mr.
Hilton. I'll bet he could have walked
into any hotel on Broadway and
cashed a check for five hundred. Why,
even busy traffic cops stopped to touch
their caps to him and every taxi
driver we passed held up a coaxin'
finger.
81 you've got native New Workers
buffaloed, Bill" says l what will you
do to that Detroit bunch? Say, it's
all over but signin' on the dotted line.
Say how do you feel, eh?"
Empty" says Bill. Couldn't we
drift into a hashery while l threw in
some ham and eggs and hunk of
pie "
Certainly not!" says l, shocked
Ham and eggs! What low tastes.
It's you for the Plutoria grill, Will
liam Hilton, ESQ.,, and an order of
sweetbreads a la financier, with may
be an alligator pear salad on the side
and French pastry to follow. Come
along. And for the love of Mike keep
these big paws of yours out of your
pockets"
From then until $50 P. M. l re-
hearsed Bill for his part, until he
complains that his neck is gettin' stiff
from holdin his chin on his collar and
he claims he's tuckered out. So
lands him in a $12 room and bath and
leaves an SIS call order at the desk.
Just to make sure that he don't
wander out to park bench again l
goes around and collects Bill early
next mornin' and delivers him at Mr..
Tupper's downtown Offices.
Bill was pretty nervous over it, and
leaked a lot around the forehead while
they were asking him a few simple
questions Said he was all in when
it was over and l had to send him off
to rest up. But l think with little
practice he'll get used to it. hope
so, for l have in mind giving him a
small interest in the business and
making him vice-president. Then he
can send for his family and settle
down here like regular person. He
would really be big asset to me, you
know"
Huh" thinks. l. There's a stroke
of luck for you. From bum to broker,
all on chance break. Well, well!"
1t must have seemed to Bill good
deal as if some fairy had waved a
wand over him. l didn't get any direct
reports myself, but Tupper gives me
bulletins now and then. He says Bill
shows up reg'lar every day for two
or three hours, until he gets restless,
and that he thinks Bill is getting a
line on the business. Not fast, but
gradually. Anyway he hopes so, for
he's preparin' to spring him as vice
president on another crowd very SOON
That goes on for a month or So
And then here the other day Tupper
comes into the studio with his Shout
ders sagged and what chin he has re-
treatin' into his collar.
Bills gone," says he.
"Eh?" says 1.
Yesterday, just before that confer
ence l was plannin on says Upper.
Left note to say he couldn't stand
the strain of it,
Tough luck says I after all
you've invested in him, too"
"But that isn't the worst" says
Tupper He's run off wit my best
young lady stenographer, one that
I've been training for three years and
depended upon a great deal Of course
l had noticed that several of the girls
were rather silly about Hilton, but
can't imagine him being such a fool.
Why, with this splendid head of his
and the dignified way he carried him
self"
Its simple enough" l breaks in.
Maybe you've got a misfit face, but
in Bills case it was a misfit brain
And if you could have your choice I'll
bet you wouldn't change. Now would
you?"
So Upper goes out with his half
portion chin up in the air again.
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