Evening star., 1921-02-13

SHEDS MY HEAVY SERGE SUIT FOR
COAT.
youngster can see the wheels go
round. It's great stuff for the dlspo-
| stion. this sudden shift from the
freezing point to "A in the shade.
We'd had nearly three whole days
of it. with the awnin'S stretched over
the promenade deck and the fans
buZzing merry in the staterooms. be-
fore we sights the high spots OF
Jamaica loomin' up off the port bow
Isn't that stunning? says Wee
clappin' her hands enthusiastic.
| "Reg'lar stage mountains" says
"Belasco couldn't do any better. or
light em up fancier.''
Then came the thrillin' moment
when we picks up darky pilot, miles
near enough to see cocoanut pa ms
| leanin out over the water like they
was givin' us the friendly hail But
1t was when we steamed through the
narrow channel into Port Antonio
bay. and saw the big hotel squattin'
comfy on bluff. and the pink and
blue and white sjucco houses cluster
in around, that Nee really gets so
! excited that she hops up and down
and snaps four pictures on her cam
era without once windin' it up.
"Oh, Torchy" says she. II know
I'm just going to fall in love with
this island"
Long as you don't include the
natives" says l, you can't make me
jealous"
| Well, we did the usual tour st
| stunts. We had dinner that night out
on the wide veranda and hunted the
blue velvet sky for the Southern
Cross; we tried drinkin' iced cocoa
nut milk and eatin' fresh mangoes;
we snickered every time brunette
I a 1Tro1 irl f.f
cockney English on US; and We dis
| covered that bananas were banah-
! nahs and that pineapples didn't grow
| on a tree. but were raised in rows
| like cabbases. And next day we got
! Old Hickory into tourin' car and
drove to the Blue Hole. and out to
some banah- nah plantations, and saw
the East India coolies loadin' carts
with green fruit. and heard the
Jamaica women chantin' their weird
roadside brook. And Old Hickory
| admits that his knee is better, but
| growls that he willis down collars as
| fast as he can put 'em on.
middle Of the day. and then again
just after sundown when the trade
| wind knocks off for the day and the
! night breeze from the mountains
! hasn't begun to trickle in. And that
constant blaze of white sunlight is
I
| the third day. TOO. wed taken in all
the sights that was handy and Old
| Hickory had quit, sayin' h. was too
heavy to go jauntin arornd IN .
seem to have much pep to tackle all
| that business he'd let on 10 1e so
anxious to look after. Not until he'd
had couple of days of sittin' on the
hotel veranda and wonderin low
things was breakn' in Wall street.
Then he begins to stir things up.
| Must write those letters" says he,
| moppin' the sweat drops off his face.
See if you can't induce that young
| lady stenographer to come out here
| you look up those fool wharfage
people"
"Yes. sir" says /. registerin'
snappy motions.
| AS matter of fact, I was glad to
have something to do besides watch
| waves or listen to mockin' birds
| trillin' away in the orange trees. It's
all fine enough to loaf around in
white clothes and fill yourself with
After that l get restless. So / got
busy interviewin' important lookin'
Englishmen and in no time at all
had all the dope it was possible to
! get.
| Meanwhile Wee has made friends
1 d "A.
n-blooded little thing with big,
wistful eyes and quick touch on the
| keys. Wee tells me all about her.
Her name is Violet Semple and she's
a double orphan who lives with an
uncle who's rector of a little church
=, somewhere in town and has to live
on three hundred pounds a year.
Pounds of WHAT" says l. "Ba-
nah -nahs. or pork chops?"
silly" says Wee. she's a for
To- hi 80
talk to her. She wants to know all
| about New York.
Well we tried to tell her. And
say. it's astoIishin' low enthusiastic
you can get over the old burg when
| you're couple of thousand miles
away from it. You should have
heard me boostin', like a California
real estater at board of trade
dinner.
| Yes" says I. Its the only regu-
lar spot on the map. It's the big
show. You can tell that Just by
up the bay. Why say. our sky
scrapers start at the Battery and
there's almost solid line of 'em up
to Forty-second street. You ought
to see 'em about o'clock some win
ter afternoon with all the Office win
dows lighted up and the Woolworth
and Singer towers foatin' above
| everything like hangin' gardens. An
other view that would knock your eye
out is the one you get lookin' across
from the Palisades at Riverside
Drive. Then take Fifth avenue on a
bright, crisp afternoon. from the top
| of a bus! Say, that gets to you, even
if you've seen it almost every day of
your life, like l have. Makes you
feel as if you'd got somewhere"
"Oh, it must be wonderful!" says
Violet. "And l suppose the shops
| are larger than those on King street
in Kingston"
Il should say they were" chimes
in Wee. 'Why, there's no-such shop
ping center anywhere in the world.
And the windows are perfectly fasci-
mating"
so many theaters. too" says
Violet.
More than fifty within ten blocks
of Times Square," says !, land when
| they all let out, about IL pm, they
| turn loose about the biggest bunch of
lswell dressed people you cound find
anywhere. That's a sight that would
give you a thrill, our lobster dis
trict"
II should love to see it," says
Violet. Just fancy. Eve never been