New-York tribune., 1921-12-18

old friend George long enough to investigate
what sounded like something new and inter-
esting to have. "Do they operate?"
May Whitley and Mr.. Tucker, it had de-
veloped, came from the same county.
"To think" marveled May, "of your having
been in Slocum Falsl"
"Its not one bit stranger than your having
visited in Catnip Center!" Mr.. Tucker was al
most incredulous. Moreover, they tracked
down the astounding coincidence that an in
law of fuckers had married Mays fourth
cousin.
Mr.. Cribbage told several anecdotes every
body had heard, SO they knew when to laugh,
and the major told one that no one had heard
and everybody laughed too soon or not at ali,
but it went very well, considering that it was
a new one.
And so the dinner was a success in every
way. Samson had added style and Katie in
the kitchen had done herself proud
"lt must be wonderful to live in boarding
house, Miss Nobbs envied her friend Miss
Ounce. IF l ever get to be an assistant buyer
like you, will. It's so friendly Where /
rent my room I never seen any one from one
weeks end to another"
Mrs. Ames might have been eating her
dinner at the best hotel in this city," said Mrs
Canary to Mrs. Hatfield, ''but she came to ossr
simple little home as a compliment to Mr.
Colt"
After hilarious game of hearts the events
that followed made the proud landlady declage
n Mr.
salons you read about"
Gerald Spencer recited poem he had writ
ten himself. Mr.. Tucker did some card tricks.
Gertie and Miss Francis contributed musical
program George Hatfield told them all about
drop-forging, and his wife knew recipe that
had never failed yet. The major told some of
his war experiences and Gertie told hers, and
while they were several wars apart, both had
been first class wars in their day.
May Whitley alone dropped apart from the
gay scene. Gertie was welcome to Mr. Spencer
as far as she was concerned Her imagination
was busy picturlng Dave Hemisphere at
real party, no doubt by this time victim of
the charm, beauty and briliancy of the
hostess sister Ceft independently. Of course,
she would suecunlb to Dawes fascination, May
never doubted. Tomorrow she would have to
listen to his enthusiastic descriptions.
Mr.. Hemisphere has certainly missed de-
lightful soiree," Mrs. Canary commented. "But,
of course, he has had splendid time himself;
he is so popular socially"
AS it happened, at that moment Dave Heniis-
phere had just come out of movie" and de-
cided that he could now go home. He had had
a wretched dinner at an obscure restaurant
after an entire afternoon Of time killing. The
previous morning his friend, Topman, had
phcned that two OF the children were Ill, moth
ing serious, but still one never could tell-and
he and Dolly were awfuIy sorry, old man, and
Dave surely must come out just as soon as
things were Strengthened out at the fiat"
Dawes was proud nature. He would not
give that bunch at Mrs. Canarys, especially
Gertie Golightly, the hee-haw on him. No. He
would save his face even if he did put in
miserable day alone. But now he could GO
home, thank goodness!
He entered the crowded room, almost
timidly
If there wasn't Gertie with every man In
the room crowding around her, including that
interloper with the broad riDpcn on his 81 ses.
He returned her greeting with what he hoped
was casual coolness-and went directly over
to May Whitley.
slows the little blonde girl this evening?"
he asked.
"Finel" declared May, suddenly radiant
u suppose you had wonderful time."
~Soa,a tuna. I'll say!" But there was GER
tain modest note in Dave's voice. ~Say, May,
did they finish the turkey? Let's you and I
sneak down to the kitchen and see what We
can scare up. Long trip-from Topman'as