Evening star., 1921-03-20

close to the stars l could kiss 'em and
floating through the middle of a
night that's got it all over the pur-
pie and silver model 1 sold the day
before I left. How Maisie grudged
me that sale
! And you're getting acquainted with
a sky over your head that you never
even saw before except between tail
buildings when you looked up to de-
| eide if you was going to carry an UNI
brella."
sometimes when the Welsh-rab-
bit amt cooked enough or you've
talked your heart and soul out the
day before tryin' to sell six-hun-
dred dollar import to d New-Rich
who used to sell 'em herself and
knows the game-sometimes you get
to fioatin' off like this. too. but then
you begin to fall over the edge OF
things and wake up. Oh-h: BE care
full how you land. Mr.. Proxies.
Easy there-no hurry-taSe YOU your
time-here now. your hand-aiways
stand in the middle of BOAT
| whoop la-so"
"Nonsense-look. you stepped out
as neat as sardine from his can
ITS been a swell ride. MT frokes.
What about tomorrow night. Miss
Fink-paddIin' you is the best fun
I've had at this convention
"Tomorrow, Amt that shame
now-Mr. Gilly's off duty at and
he's going to row me over to little
island. But say--I can be back by
| 10 if it amt too late for you
"Sure it amt. Id wait later than
that to paddle sweet little girl ike
you"
Good"
"There's going to be swell dance
! A week from tomorrow night, MISS
! Fink-installin' the new grand mas
/ ters and the closin' of the conVen-
ton. I amt much on dancin.. and 1t
| a long way off, but I'd kinda like to
| know you're going with me-
Sure"
Great. This way. sister, we'll take
| the long road through the pines.
Gee. amt 1t black IN therc anu
quiet?"
! coat sleeve with the primitive ges-
| ture of a child
YOU amt scared when you're with
| me. are you, little sister,
Scared nothin.
+, she linked her arm in his and her
| laughter scuttled back over the wa
| ter.
i. 4 X
THE magenta light Of declining
day lay on the water and red-
/ dened it as il monsters were spilling
! gore in a subaquatic battle. "A low
! far-away sun that had lost much OF
| it's heat and no longer daZzled. the
| eyes, slipped as if most deiicately
| contrived windlass was letting it
down cog by cog into the horizon
| For a second it rested on the surface
of the water, then. dipped, broke the
circle and dropped gradually down
| into its tomorrow.
! Miss Fink clicked down her pink
parasol and shifted her position on
| the sand. Her feet were curled under
| her like shah's.
"Say. wouldn't a model tunic gown
draped in hot-looking pink chiffon
the same color as that camel-shaped
| cloud out there, be swell?"
Neat little sky, amt it? I know
! n fellow made a fortune out OF an
idea like that-Al Levy; he's the iei-
low nut out the Sunset Sextette Girls
| that was such scream in four-a-d day
vaudeville last year. knew him
| when he was seilin' tickets in iron,
Of the Rialto in the old scalper days
"An aboard for Sunset Land tri
la la la-tra la la.
"Sure. that's the act! ] knew al
them little girls like they was m.
sisters. remember Daisy de Ver'
when she was carrying tin speal
in the fourth row of a fifth compan!
of the Gaiety Girls. Daisy Away
| knew when her show came in on tn
road and she could get dollar room
land off me-and pay me when he
luck turned. Them was the good ole
days at the Rialto House-good Ole
days.
A theme or retrospection. subsid
| iary. Du; insistent as left-hant
theme marching beneath the trill o
treble arpeggios, crept into Mr.. Gilly'
voice; he burrowed an equally re-
Irrespective forefinger knuckle deel
into the sand, drew il out and peere'
into the little well.
Them was good old days-I never
ought to have left Broadway for thu
resorts nohow-gettin' back is like
Icharacter man tryin' to convince ;
manager he can play juvenile. But
j say kiddo IL You'll Mear a nnuzxII