Evening star., 1921-07-31
A LINE OF AUNT LUEELA B, s..s. For.
SUPPOSE we. dk have rather a

~ SUPPOSE We. ali have rather a
wild crowd in the cave that eve
ming. Especially after the send
OF dinner to Daddy Gill got well
under way. Zents GILL, the landscape
painter, you know. He had wound up
his summer art class early, and had
SsS,a down from his, place in Con-
3 nscticut e 80 abroad for few
fnohths, and about a dozen of his
students had trailed along to work
mp this going away affair as a slight
token Of how well he stood with them.
Judging from the way they went to
il he must be more or less popular.
too. 'i.
Anyway. that's the idea the COM
mittee left with me when they came
around early In the afternoon to make
ths arrangements. Hes just an old
dear. Daddy Gill is explained one
of the girls to me. and we want to
give him a good time So / rustled
up some dinner favors. and bags of
confetti. and a few gas balloons, and
decorated one of the big tables. OF
course. Daddy Gill turns out to be a
gentle-mannered old bach with a
straw-colored vandyke and mild eyes.
young people from small towns who
din't take their paint daubing or any
thing else very seriousiy.t
- Yet, when they got on the fancy
paper caps and started to pepper each
other with confetti, and began tying
UP Daddy Gil!s whiskers with pink
ribbons. and broke loose with occa-
4ional bursts Of song. they might
have looked more or less riotous to
an outsider. The four young chaps
In from the next tabls and weren't
altogether discouraged. Then there
: were the usual commuter delegations.
seeing Greenwich Village for the first
time. and ready to take hand in
any any kind OF merriment that was go
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TIL admit l like to see a lively lot
having dinner. It's. good for busi-
ness. Tor one thing: and then again,
they're not so apt to notice that the
chicken ia tough or the service slow.
Also it helps keep Inez from yawn-
ing. which is the last thing a white
goddess ought to be caught at In her
ofncial capacity. That is. not II she
means to put the proper amount OF
pep In her act. And you know l have
to jog lnez up occasionally, as she
she's apt to slump on the throne. II
you get me.
Say. dearie." l have to tell her.
you know this Is no sleeping prin-
cess stunt you're supposed to be pull
Ing. Come now; chin up, shoulders
back. That's II. Bright and snappy,
or else some one will get past you
without cashing .n."
But I didn't have to prod her any
on this particular evening. No. There
vas too much going on. Especially
when the art students got to singing
I'm. Wild Prairie Fl0Wer," and
drinking a ginger ale stoaN to the
health Of Gen. Boom -Boohh Then the
commuters and out t-of-to~n buyers
knew they were getting theiH. moneys
worth. Absolutely. -.
Oh. fnezT' says !. ~
Lolita eat-ups," says she.
But all quite innocent and harm
less Rayety," says l.. Its lucky we're
90 far back from the street, though,
or some of these old ninth .warders
would be siccing p raiding party ON
US. I should saysthat e good time
aE.eep. Ger one.%,says Ine.; See, Her
Sure enough. I had overlooked this
high -chested, straight-haired- female
with the sharp nose and ,tAs narrow-
gauge eyes. You could tell by the
pucIered seams. of her shirt waist
aud the millinery atrocity pinned to
drifted IN from the 'cAeest and
Widen .wasn't. SO: surprising sIyheH you.
cssfsiSereA the firm set tqE jaw,
sndJtse soar sag. to her m6ukA. corS
6SdnNOw that kind generally