The Washington herald., 1922-12-30

Bob" Savage didn't intend to
see Geneva Mitchell again otter
the Pogo Girl" spurnsd him on
his foilslre to remember his soed-
ding date Uith her. But Fate
threto them together tn an acci-
dental meeting. In today's in
stalment Of his remarkable story,
published exclusively IN The
Washington Herald, Savage tells
of his encounter aud hos0 It led
to their etopenent.
By ROBERT 1. BOB SAVAGE.
Copyright. 1879. by New York Amsricsn.)
Special TO The Washington Herald.
MY life in New Haven was very
AVA tame for the month after
Geneva Mitchell. beauty Of the Mid
night Frolic, Tilted me.
On my return to New Haven !
discovered my collegiate standing
was worse than had first imagined
and I faced the prospect Of being
obliged to leave school II did not
take some special coaching in sub
jects in which 1 was deficient.
l returned to the old ways
had trodden before the interlude
in New York. Athletics. studies
and the companionship of friends
kept me busy.
ARRANGE NEW PARTY.
I did continue my efforts to OBJ
tain some word from Geneva, but
she refused to answer all letters,
kilograms and long-distance calls
Finally. / decided she was in ear.
nest and made no further attempt
to get in touch with her.
On Washington's Birthday, which
fell on Wednesday this year, 1t
was of course a school holiday.
A classmate of mine, the nephew
Of a famous financier. invited me
to go to New York with him over
the holiday. Times were dull In
New Haven. had not been to New
York since Christmas. so I accepted.
My friend had fixed it up for
the party in advance. Two beauties
Of the "Frolic" were to go with us
to a large party at a Broadway
cafe. my old "hangout" in New
York. where all our gang was to
gather.
TEARS FLOOD EYES.
Arriving in New York, my friend
the Frolic should be out. After the
last act was ended we presented
ourselves at the stage door and
asked for the two girls with whom
my friend had made a date.
As we sat in an ante-room wait
ing for the two girls. in walked
Geneva Mitchell!
It was the first time we had seen
each other face to face since she
gave me the gate" just after New
Year.
looked at her. and her beauty
seemed greater than anything I
had ever dreamed of. In that mo-
ment she seemed to me the most
desirable thing in all the world.
As Geneva looked at me the
tears came into her eyes.
/ stretched out nv arms, she
ran across the room and threw
her arms around my neck and again
we kissed-one of the most beau
tiful and intoxicating kisses in the
world that only Geneva can give.
MISTAKE, SHE CRIES.
She cried. smiling through her
tears:
1T was all a mistake. Bobbie,
darling. Mother didn't want me to
marry you. She had forced me to
give you up"
The old spell was on.
cared nothing about the other
girls that my friend had picked
for me that night. Geneva was
the only thing in ethworld / want
ed, and 1 wanted her more than
the rest of the world.
The party was soon arranged and
another fellow secured for the girl
I was to have escorted. I didn't
kno wand didn't care who was on
that party. i had eyes only for
Geneva, and In the few brief hours
allowed US we lived again the &C.
stasy Of our first moments to.
gether.
My friend had to drag me away
from Geneva by physical violence
to get aboard the milk train" that
was to take US back to New
Haven in time for classes the
next morning.
But he didn't get me away be
fore 1 had fixed it up TO see Geneva
| the next weekend.
On Saturday. March 4, / arrived
| in New York to keep an appoint
ment with Geneva. Several Of
the boys had come down with me