Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1920-04-25
Stanley Takes the
Jazz Cure By ssxsll Ford

demands for middlinss he looks at
scornful. He tells me he's on the
trail Of q big foreign contract. but IL
afraid it's going to get away from
him.
Maybe you'd finger on for year
or so IL it did" I suggests.
Perhaps" says he. but I intend
to let nothing distract me from my
work"
And then here a few days later
, runs across him making for the sos
with two giggly young subdebs in
tow. After he's planted 'em in a seat
and slowed their hand luggage and
wraps on the rack 1 slips into the
vacant space with him behind the
pair.
"where'd you collect the sweet
young things. Stanley" says !.
He shakes his head and groans.
Think of it, says he. 'Marge's
folks had TO chase off to bermuda for
the Easter holidays. and SO they wish
Polly. the kid sister, onto US for two
Polly has the nerve to bring along
this Dot person, her roommate at
boarding school. What on earth
were ever going to do with them I'm
sure ! don't know
lis Polly the one with the pointed
chin and the I-dare-you pout?" /
asks.
NO. that's Dot" says he. "Poliy's
the one with the cheek dimples and
the disturbing eyes. She's case,
too
They both look like they might be
live wires" says /. II see they've
brought their mandolins. also. And
what's so precious in the bundle you
have on your knees?'
Jazz records" says Stanley. i've
mind to shove them under the seat
and forget they're there"
He don't, though, for that's the only
bundle Polly asks about when we un-
load at our home station. l left Stan
ley negotiatin' with the expressman
to deliver two wardrobe trunks and
went along. chucklin' to myself.
My guess is that Dot and Polly
are in for kind of a. poky vaca-
tion," / tells Wee. Unless they can
get as excited over the cotton market
as Stanley does"
The poor youngstersr' says Wee.
They might as well be visiting on a
desert island, for Marge knows hard
~ any one in the place but u.s.
She's q great one for spillin' sym
pathy, and for followin' it up when
she can with q helpin' hand. So a
couple Of nights later I'm dragged out
on q little missionary expedition over
to Honeysuckle Lodge, the object
being to bring little cheer into the
dull gray lives of the Rawsons' Young
visitors. Wee makes me doll up in an
open-face vest and dinner coat, too.
THE girls will like 1T, I'm sure"
says she.
Very WELL" says /. III the sight
Of me in a back number Tuck will
lift the gloom from any young hearts.
here goes. l. hope the excitement
don't prove too much for 'em, though"
I'd kind Of doped it out that we'd
find the girls sittin' around awed and
hushed while Stanley INDUCED in his
usual silent struggle with some great
business problem: or maybe they'd
be over in a far corner yawnin'
through q game Of lotto. But you
never can tell. From two blocks
away we could see that the house
was ALI lit up from cellar to sleepin'
porch.
Huh" says /. STANLEY must be
huntin' a burglar. or something"
NO" says Wee. Hear the music.
II didn't know I should think they
were giving q party"
who would they give it to" I
And yet. when the maid lets us in
hanged Il the place amt full Of peo-
pie. mostly young hicks in evenin'
clothes. but with fair sprinklin'
the Twin room furniture had been
showed into the dinin' room, the rugs
rolled Into the corners and the music
machine il. grindin' out the Bitten
Blues. accompanied by the two man
In the midst of all this merry
scene finds Stanley wanderin' about
sort Of dazed and unhappy
Excuse Us for crashin' in on q
party, says ]. I'VE came over with
the idea that maybe Polly. and Dot
'Lonesomew says Stanley. "Say, II
ask you, do they look it?"
Not at the present writing" says 1.
That was Stain the case mild, too
Over by the music machine Dot and a
youth who's sportin' his first aviation
brow anairs--are tinklin' away ON
the mandolins with their heads close
together, while in the middle Of the
floor Polly and a blonde young gent,
who seems to be fairly well con-
tented with himself. are practicin'
some new fox steps, with two other
youngsters waitin' to cut In.
"WWhere did you round up all the
perfectly good men" asks.
Il didn't" says Stanley. That's
what amazes me. Where did they all
come from? Why, I supposed the
Said they didn't on the way out. Yet
before we'd left the station two
youths appeared who claimed they'd
met Polly somewhere and asked II
they couldn't come up that evening.
The next morning they brought
for a motor trip. By afternoon the
crowd had increased to q dozen, and
they were all calling each other by
their first names and speaking Of the
aggregation as the bunch came
home ne, tonight to and q dinner party
tell me, how do they do it?"
IT'S by me-" says l. But maybe
this kid sister-in-law of yours and
her chum are the kind who don't have
to send out S. o. 8. signals. And il
this a keeps up up Judge you're let in for
Merry" says Stanley. Il should
hardly call 1t that. How am / going
to think in bedlam Hike thts?'
Must you think?' says l.
"of course" says he. But IL this
keeps up we shall go crazy"
"Oh, l don't know" says 1. You
may, but 1 judge that Mrs. Rawson
will survive. She seems to be endurtn'
II all right" and glances over where
Marge is allowin' youngster OF
nineteen or SO to lead her out for
.'Oh, Marge" says Stanley. she's
always game for anything. But she
hasn't the business worries ana re.
sponsibilities that I have. Do you
know. Torchy, the cotton situation il
about to reach crisis and II I can
not put through "a
Come on, Torchy." breaks in Wee.
Lets try this one"
Sure" says l. Although I'm miss
in SOME mighty thrillin' information
about what's going to happen to cot
ton"
"Oh. bother cotton" says Wee. 1T
would do Stanley good to forget about
his silly old business for a little
while. Look at him! Why, you would
think he was funeral" 80 x r
OR that he was just reportin' as
chairman Of the grand jury" says l.
And little Polly 10 having such q