Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1920-12-26

Pinckney's josh. Him and
n Swiftly Joe was havin' one
of their little heart-to- heart
talks It's a favorite indoor sport of
Pinckney's kiddin' Swiftly along. and
he usually starts by askin' swiftly
real serious, what he thinks of this
or that. Maybe it's what Swiftys
views are on bolshevisn. or if bow
tie should be worn with the ends
tucked under the collar This time IT
was about the movies Swiftly admits
that he don't go often
Really" says Pinckney. Now !
should have guessed that you would
be a real movie fan. Shouldn't you
shorty? Tell us. Swiftly, why you dis
like them"
.Aw. the funny ones is all right"
says swiftly. but l amt got no use
for them drammers. Get you all
worked up over nothin'. That triangle
stuff. Besides things like that oon
happen to folks"
"Ah. there's where you're wrong.
says Pinckney. The srceen plays may
tell it badly and unconyincfngly and
the soul. but life itself is full of ro-
nance and adventure. Every life
Surprising and disturbing things hap
pen to all of us now and then. Why.
tomorrow or next day they may nap
pen to you"
"Me?" says Swiftly. "Huh!"
Back up. Pinckney," says l. GRIMM.
s'MAybe you don't know it. but If they
was to hold a model-hubby yotin' con-
test in South Brooklyn I'd play Swiftly
against the field"
And wouldn't have asked for safer
bet. You see. while Swiftly Joe Gala
eher, with that caulfiower ear and
other low-brow marks. may look Ike
nod of fact his r
sonal conduct would qualify him as
member of the Purity League. Course.
he used to be a thrd-rate pug and all
that. he converses almost exclusive out
Of the southwest corner of his mouth.
and his taste in neckwear and fancy
vests amt what you might call refined,
but when 1t comes to the domestic Vir-
tues, he's right there with the whole
pag of tricks. When he don't report
home between and $50 you can gam
BILE that it's the fault of the B. r. T..
and IL he was to get gold star every
time he presented friend wife with an
lection like prize Sunday school
Maybe you remember my relatin'
Swffty's little romance that ended his
free and careless career. Probably
not. though. 1t was some years back
Anyway. the lady was an ex-strong
woman who used to thrill the folks
on the blue benches by bucklin' her
self into a harness and lifting baby
elephant clear of the sawduSt. and
then finishing her act with slide for
life from the top of the center pole
Just holdin' onto leather strap by
her teeth. Why a talented female
like that should ever fall for mug
like Swiftly. or how he ever had
nerve enough to take chance on
wife with such a jaw development
are mysteries I never had the key to.
But they hooked up and there they
F.~I L.
their four-room and bath walk-up fiat
over in the wilds of Brooklyn.
Whether she ever longs to get back
into pink tights and be hauled to the
<p1Ak Of the big top while the people
In the reserved seats hold their
breath. or if swiftly ever yearnsf to go
on one Of his old Coney Island sprees
with a couple of girls from the hand
laundry or not 1 can't say. All ] ever
hear from him about home topics is
little tributes to the wife's apple
dumplings or some new trick of hers
- beat the profiteers and still man
age to fatten up the savings account.
Generally it's something cheerful
like that. st
So here the other morning, a few
days after this debate with Pinckney.
when Swiftly shows up at the Physical
Culture Studio with his jaw dropped
and a worried look in his eyes. I'm
kind OF surprised.
Whats the woe, Swiftly says l.
Have you lost pal. or is 1t only
q case of another midnight gorge on
Feenies and kraut?" r
He only shakes his head solemn
well. it must be something
serious" goes on. for you got a
f4oe on you like a horse. Didn't lose
that rent raise case in the tenants
NDurt, did YOU. 49, "a. 49,
mo" says he. Then FOR a minute
e. 50 he paws with his front hoof
and finally gets out: There's trouble
1T home"
-"Eh?" says l.
.a.Uh-huh." says he, sort of gulpin'.
Then / saw that 1t must be the
real thing You couldn't look at that
sheepish face and trembly lip of his
and doubt it. Honest, he was almost
4niMin'. And say. when you get a
lard boiled one like Swiftly Joe with
pink and the brine threatenin' to
frickle down his nose. Won can figure