Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1921-01-16

1.-THE rascal" says I. Thought he
was going to be barred from the
| party?"
II did mean to keep him shut in
| the kitchen" says Wee. but some
, the best time romping with the chill
| dren. Really. he behaved just as
though he knew it was a party. Look
at him now. will you, Torchy: He's
still bubbling over with mischief"
| Hey, OF Buddy dog" sings out
dash at him.
OF the pair of 'em go, through the
living room, into the hall and back,
skiddin' on the rugs, bumpin' into
chairs and generally upsettin' things.
with Wee and me standin' by tryin'
to smother our giggles You know
how an Airedale will cut up. but you
don't know. maybe, what close Sec
ond to him a youngster like 'Ikky
can be.
They're some team. ehg' I re-
marks.
"I should say So" says Wee. but
Richard must quiet down. for it's near
his bed time"
Between Wee and the nurse they
undressed, but it was half an hour
| later than our schedule when we sat
down to dinner.
"Ho hum" says Wee. "Tve had
rather strenuous afternoon. 1 wish
instead Of in that pokey old once"
Why" says she, didn't high
finance run smoothly today?"
Just as smooth as car with two
fiat tires taking. the cobblestones at
forty miles an hour" says I. But
let's forget it. There's a quiet even
ing ahead"
You can't always tell. though. We
hadn't got settled before the Twin
honk outside and the front doorbell
rings. Who should stream in, too.
but Mr.. and Mrs. Robert ElIins. with
Old Hickory paddin' along in the
"For the love of SOUP" I whispers
to Wee. The He-Grouch"
And then. while I'm helpin' stow
away their wraps. has a chance to
ask Mr.. Robert. on the side: Say,
what you got against meg"
'Geraldine's idea" says he. "She
thought seeing you and Wee would
put the governor in a more cheerful
frame Of mind. Besides. the knee is a
little better since dinner.
Huh" says I. Course, we're tic
killed. to death.
This is about the second time. be-
'AoSCS NAu AAiShOAy lbs ever HOHOTcu
US with a visit, and I suppose it
wouldn't have happened now only
we're such near neighbors of Mr.. Rob
ert's. must say, too. that he don't
look bit more chummy as he limps
in heavy and eases himself into our
biggest stuffed chair than he did a
few hours before in his private Office
But by the way Wee fuses over him,
gets a soft cushion for his right foot,
to- ,Apn = I.
and SO on, you'd think he was IA
vorite guest.
"Hah!" he grunts. 1ightin' up fresh
cigar and lettin' the blaze from the
hickory logs play around his game
knee. This is what call a comfort
able honey room. Due to you, sup
pose. young woman"
'Torchy and planned it," says Wee
Were glad you like it. You must
come oftener."
II do WISH" puts in Mrs. Robert,
that daddy dear could have just a
glimpse of little Richard"
Which don't seem to make any great
hit with daddy dear" She's got a
very vivid imagination to call Old
Hickory that. I'll gurRle.
"Eh. what?" says he. THE boy?
No. don't bother. Might get to romp-
ing around over this COMPOUNDED
sleeping volcano in my knee"
He is rather lively youngster,"
puts in Wee. THAT is, when he's
awake. He's sleeping now. thank
goodness"
"Yaint!" comes a protestin' little
squeal from the stairway. 'Tkky boy
wants to show Uncle Robert white
duck at quacks. See!"
And in he Frances. luggin' the &C
compHshed duck that he'd begged to
have slowed away with him in his
crib
well. now" exclaims Mr.. Robert,
liftin' him up in his lap and exam
inin' the toy respectful. BLESSED il I
ever did see such a duck before.
Let's hear him quack again. 'Ikky boy
And 'Ikky responds to an encore
willin'. Then. before anybody can
stop him. he's wriggled down and
| is making a dash for Mr. Ellins.
You see quacky duck?" he demands,
bangin' Old Hickory right where he
shouldn't
ouch" bowls Old Hickory
"O-o-o-o" says 'Ikky, starin' at him
with them big blue eyes as round as
butter plates. "'Ikky hurt?"
well, just a touch" says Old Kick.
Dry
"'Ikky sorry" says the youngster.
"'Ikky tiss and make all we'll
Which he proceeds to do as gentle
as he knows how. Then he stands
there gain up at old Hickory SYM
pathetic. I'll admit he's some pic
ture. in his little white pajamas. And
he sure can give good imitation Of
| a young cherub, with his lips puck
cred up and his tangled curls framin'
the pink cheeks. Innocent! Say, you'd
never guess there was yelp or a
howl or bit Of deviltry in him
nd no pct
Hickory has fallen for 'Ikky bow
Hard. He's steered him round on
the side Of his good leg and is gettin'
all the facts about the birthday party.
and how old '1kky Is. ana how he
press truck and wear a shiny badge
on his cap. Inside Of i've minutes Old
Hickory is actually chucklin' and run
min his fingers through them yellow
curls. He even delays the process