Evening star., 1921-03-20

heart out here in the pines"
And I'll be trailin' my black char
meuse over a green velvet carpet and
between sales swappin' manicures
with the girls and daring Eddie tho
stock boy to wriggle his ears for US"
Il wish you wasn't going back-I
Just wish you wasn't. Miss Birdie"
got the two best reasons a Rivn
could have. \ doliar-sixty and a rail.
ROAD ticket in my pocket etbook and the
morse show advance display opening
Monday morning. with me on the lob
selling the eight updred dollar clotA
OF gold over Matsicrs head or know.
ing the reason why not"
Il Just think we ought-ousht To
keep you out here with us, little
Birdie"
Gee. wouldn't that he a cinch"
w" amt going to let Won co
n"ther-that's all there is to il
That's right. tease m. along
IF l wasn't afraid you'd break YOUR
SIDES lafiinG. I'd say there lust
Couldn't be a finer sight than you in
IN white dress and no hat walking
up High street about closing tims
the way they do in our town on An.
evenings. You in a white dress and
no hat comm down to meet
Gee"
You won't believe It. little Birdie.
but way down underneath the city j
think you got just little MlAnn 10
your makeup. 1 do"
II sin't - stuck On the city,
rs Just stuck on me-. Nke sticking
plaster. Sometimes IL hate it,.
Il don't want you to go back there
10 stay. Birdie. I'm comm on NV
September trip and bring you back
nome with me, that's what | am.
am going to let The city get its
hah
what ] amt. Little sister. you know
what what =
Mr.. Proxies leaned toward Mis-
FINK. so that his shirt front bulecd
outward with the swell OF pouier
pigeon. His heart blood buzzed III
his brain-danced behind his eyes.
and confused his vision.
Birdie. i
"one-two-three- fve-six
seven - eight - nine - ten - eleven
ifurrah'-Iiurrah'"
It's the bust up. dearie. gotta
gotta go pass the lovin' cup. it'll.
Birdie. You just-iust wait for me
want to say-I-''
Hurrah-hurrah h-the cup. 80
comm comm wait here for me.
little sister, Comm. boys. comm"
Almost simultaneously Mr. GilIy
turned the corner of the ell. so slim.
SO svelte. that he was black sill
houette against black; a disembodied
hands and face and shirt front float
ing in an aura Of bay rum.
''Birdie--that you? Gee. where you
been hiding yourself" I've been on
regular man hunt since came
UP from the station. You amt sick.
are YOU. sitting out here alone. with
the high priest stun going on inside
''Gilly.''
That's me-
"Whatta YOU know about that:
You're whole day ahead of your
self"
Chicago didn't have no strings on
my heart-kiddo.'
'Freshie,"
"Well. kiddo-guess."
She leaned forward. her hair like
ripe corn in starlight.
Gee. Gilly. you landed it,
Forty a week and three shifts.
Morning Glory-ain't bad for your
Kelly for fifty he'd come over with it.
too-forty week and morning
duty-eh. kiddo?"
ITS swell. Gilly-just grand
He rubbed his palms together as IL
they were fabricated with the sweet
oil of success. twirled thrice on his
heels and swung himself perilously
atop the veranda rail. his legs twined
through the palings and teetering
back and forward to maintain a bal
ance.
ITS all in KNOWN how. kiddo-T.
| knew what 1 was doing when I took
| the jump to Chicago"
you bet you did,
"Any other fellow wouldn't have
! followed it up the way ! did. taking
a chance on my job and hiking of to
Chicago like I wasn't on the hotel .
pay roll-that's me every time: let me :.
set my heart on a thing and it's
mine.'
SAY. won't it be swell to have a :
friend working at the New Nc /.
Pheeter?'
stop in any time you want. Morn
ing Glory-Tll give you all the fancy
scented soap and tissue paper wrap
per tooth-picks you want"
TIL stop in, all rightly
''Three more weeks and I'll be back
home. Birdie-birdie. I'll be hitting
! the trail for old Broadway
Wont you hit the high places,
| though"
will Ia taxi for me the minute
| I strike the asphalt. with my back to
the meter and green carnation in
! my buttonhole"
''Oh. you
"rll call you up the same night.
too. Cleopatry.-a little supper-the
ater and Broadway after eleven. with
| the lights so white you'll need sun
| shade. and every honk and sQuawk
and clarion in town working over
| time. Oh. gee. kiddo. I'm going back
homer"
INJR. Gilly tossed his head until the
NA name of his hair fell over his
ewes, teetered backward for a breath
taking moment, and swung to. his
| balance. r%
Watch out, Gilly. You'll go oysE.s.
Lets go out on the lake-ge4 This
place gets on my noives-lets tdodks
| the jays-I amt ben SO excited 4ipnS
| had the measles ~ ~
Down the steps together lightly
| and abreast. and out on the saoping
beach. with the white sand sp1fkling
to the moon and the lake rgcking
gently. Al
SAY, I guess you amt som9 fflsa
peachcrino yourself tonight-ptnk
rose in your hair. and say-where'd
YOU get them little pink bows on
your sleeves: Ding! Dong!-ics wa
ter and towels for S."
"ouit, Freshie. Look. you united
| it"
.Lemme tie it"
"Gowann."
Quit"
"Did you miss me. Morning Glory
| huhg--did you:
ION, I don't know-la-la-
Hear her sassin' me like my name
! wasn't McPheeters."
"Iis.en-!;sten, will you. to Ghat~
they're p!ayin' up there At the sun
day school dance. Say. arc my eess
kidding ne?"