Evening star., 1921-05-15
LISTING INEZ AS A JOKE

rs a contract. I'll tell the judge.
What 1 mean, If you don't get me,
is this job I've tackled Of towing
an overweight swede girl around
New York and giving her what she
wants when she wants 1t. But I've
made a swell start. It'll hand myself
that much.
-Come, Jnez." says I. bright and
early the first morning after we
landed, while we're waiting for that
rich Uncle Nels Of yours to have IT
revealed to him in a dream that his
favorite niece is waiting to be discov-
cred. we had better horn in on some
time of industry"
Inez peels the paper off two slabs
Of gum. tucks 'em in between a den
tai display that would give JOY 70
tooth powder firm, gets the jaw action
going rhythmical and !.vth then IL papSes ,pins
we find Uncle Nels auick7"
xreat No' suddenness. s"sd, ness Considering the
fact that he's travelling incog. as 1t
were, and that you wouldn't know him
IL you met him face to face. the
chances are dead against any prompt
reunion of the Petersen family"
Inez blinks vivacious. like an eclipse
passing over the moon, and then offers
this: Uncle Nels, he-he had whlsK-
ers."
.-rhat's good as far as 1t goes" says
I. But I have hunch, 1nez, that II
YOU started in to take a whisker CEN
sus of this town you'd get some dis
couraged before you finished. Besides,
how do you know that the set Uncle
Nels wore when you were cute nttle
girl were the permanent kind? Maybe
he had 'em amputated when he changed
his name. Is that all you can remem-
ber about him?"
Inez admits that's the whole story.
Then while I'm thinking up way
Of paging an anonymous uncle, says
L I'm afraid we must connect with
regular pay envelopes somewhere, Ios
National is running low and Mrs.
Wellby isn't going to let us have her
fourth floor back just for the sake OF
being entertained by your brilliant
I'VE gotta 3ob7 An right" says
1nez. chanting It cheerful.
II hope so." says I. Let's take
So We wanders out to where Broad
way gets itself lost in Columbus
Circle and drifts along where the
traffic would let US Our first stop IS
in front Of one of these lunch joints.
where they had a pancake artist
browning the wheats within eighteen
inches Of our noses and whole rows
Of tables where late breakfasts were
being served.
"Hsv about this!' says !. I'VE
,kyoV how to deal 'em on the arm
m tell the urn man whether to draw
. black or haff-and-half. Shall we
SSoe the boss for a chance on the
day shift?"
cHES Just rs fmpetuoua Inez, as
- way freight on an upgrade with |
sIeet on the rails. After about the tenth !
yank on the gum her upper lip starts
lifting q little and by watching her
eyes can see that she's sizing up !
one of the Mattresses. You couldn't
blame her. All that cerise hair would |
have been startling enough II 1t had
been done plain, but twisted and |
rated the way It was, It sure was an !
eyefull. And the face under 1t was
. hard face.
~I not like that one says Inez-
sShe-she's stuck up"
Something like that, anyway"
says I. No, don't think shed be
q matey person to work with Besides |
this looks to me like bunch Of non |
tippor9. Let's move
We must be an impressive pair.
lot Of folks who seemed in a hurry |
10 get somewhere took time enough |
on to turn for a second look. Maybe
L was that bargain sale blouse which
[nex was sporting in honor of the
Kind Of vivid taste Miss
Petersen has. when 1t comes to dress
goods, and while I do my best to
keep her color scheme toned down,
there's no holding her IL a shirt waist
strikes her fancy. This one was
Harry Lauder plaid. mostly greens
Ind reds. and it should have been
presented to a Siwash squaw to
wear at the annual spring potlach
,r some such festive occasion. At
least. il shouldn't have been worn
with an Alice blue skirt by an ash
,n upper Broadway. could tell that
lust by the way some of those young
ladies' held their mouths when they
passed us.
Not that I'm any mirror of fashion
myself. But generally 1 stick to a
doesn't point the finger of scorn at
my cinnamon hair and face freckles. |
and while I may not be any October |
symphony I kid myself that most |
people will forgive me for being |
homely il I'm modest about 1t. So |
now you ought to have the picture.
Il suppose you haven't any definite |
Ideas, Inez." says /. "as to what kind |
Of a position you'd care to accept?"
. Me-" says IneZ. NO
That's helpful" says l.
But it wasn't two minutes later
before she has stopped with her
mouth open. Look" says she.
Pretty! Yesr
I steered her over to the edge of
the sidewalk SO I could get a good
view of what had worked her up that
way. And what do you guess? It's
\ white tiled hole-in-the-walI where
they sell this orangeade drink. You
know. On the white counter Is a big
goldfish globe full of the stuff, with |
sliced fruit floating tempting and a
couple of dozen real oranges piled
around. The pimple- |