Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1920-01-15

the circle and dropped gradually down
into its tomorrow.
Miss Fink clicked down her pink
parasol and shifted her position or the
sand. Her feet We're curled under her
like Il shah's.
Say. wouldn't n model tunic gown
draped i'll hot lCoking pink chiffon, the
same color as that camel shaped cloud
out there. be swell?'
Neat little sky. ain ! ~ i know a
fellow made n fortune out of an idea
like that-Al Levy: he's the fellow'put
out the Sunset SeXtette Girls that was
such a scream in four day vaudeville
last year I knew him when he was
sellin' tickets in front of the Rialto
in the old scalper days"
"All aboard for Sunset Land-tra la
IA la-tra la la.
Sure. that's the act l knew all
them little girls like they was my sis
ters l remember Daisy de We're when
she was carrying a tin spear in the
!, fourth row of a fifth company of the
Gaiety Girls. Daisy always knew when
her show came in off the road that she
,ould get a dollar room--and off me
, and pay me when her luck turned. Them
= was the good old days at the Rialto
House-good old days
l "A theme of retrospection, subsidiary
e but insistent as left hand theme
e marching beneath the trill of treble
arpeggios. crept into Mr.. Gilly's voice
he burrowed an equally retrospective
forctinger knuckle deep into the sand
lrew it out and peered into the little
e we'll.
: Them was good old days-I never
! ought to have left Broadway for the
u resorts nohow-gettin' back is like {
{ character man tryin to convince {
! manager he can play juvenile. Blu
l l say. kiddo. if you'll wear a muzzle abou
: t. I'll whisper something in your ear
:, Sure"
''It looks like I'm going to land be
hind tho counter of the new McPheeter
when it urcnS next month !"
e ooh the new thirty story one OIL
st Thirty second street,
rl Fl Right oh. My friend Kelly's man
w 'ging it and he promised the counte
''i to me before the plans were even dry y
H. Say, but that's some job ~
IA II amt sure vet. but I'll know an
= day now. | may run down to Chcag
,r to see him when he comes West mex
a week-and if | land it. Birdie birdie
" believe me. I'll invite YOU out to tn
,r SwellcSt little supper between here an
/; Forty second street. How'd YOU lik
5. to see me behind a alabaster, gilt edge
!. ,ounter, Ell, kiddo?"
j. Not so bad"
u I'm Just holding my breath wish
If ing it on myself-forty week and thre
] ehifts! Say, it's SO easy political
ID would trade with me.
n II know Just how YOU feel. I ha
" my eyes glued to the avenue and I'm
Sc ported Gowns-Only'- who
VI years before I ever sold anything ahoy
~ a twenty nine fifty ready to wear.
!, !, The gray light of dusk suddcnl
~ enveloped them; the lake was CLASSY
u. topped like a cistern. and behind thel
,r darkening tangle of woods full of til
IL, twilight gibberish of birds.
~ ~, "Gee. forty week. On forty wee
~ I could ride in a taxi with my back
III the meter; ] could buy plot on FIT
I'd avenue for a truck garden; II cou
/ even get married, Birdie.
cor buy an underground balloon
They laughed in soft, furry voice
that had unconsciously taken on Il
uuietuGe of dusk.
j.. Look over there. Gilly-the hotel
a, Neginning TO light up"
.s 'Nhat I think Of that dump ~
pN i DPt TlSuI ApN NlLt "A4''t A''''
er convention is ringing for more towe
ct and shaving water, and every man
u. wife of EN- is unpacking the tray
an her trunk and shaking the small toy
to sweet lavender and crinkles out Of
or made in the house, summer silk tn
| would get laugh out OF a clown
b. duty"
of Il notice you're pretty strong I
Glory. ] amt heard nothing mo
70 about that eight forty five flyer sin
y. YOU and Miami went out to the mo
Of last night"
if "Quit your kiddin'."
ms go to it, sis-he's the prize Bis
n of thp whole herd, with bank accou
to I could wish on myself-don't let str'
ng in his hair and ashes down his v
ct, front scare you off. oh, you II
on Trunk !"
Ter law you !" ,,
Likes you pretty well, don't