Wausau pilot. [volume] (Wausau, Wis.) 1896-1940, 1922-04-27

amt too late for you"
| "Sure 1t amt. Id wait later than
that to paddle sweet little girl like
you.''
"Good."
N"There's going to be a swell dance
week from tomorrow night, Miss
Fink-installin' the new grand mas
/ ter and the closin of the convention.
| amt much on dancin and it's long
way off. but I'd kinda like to know
1 you're going with me-"
"Sure."
Great! This way, sister; wen take
the long road through the pines"
Gee. amt it black in there and
quietf"
She closed her hand over his rough
coat sleeve with the primitive gesture
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 water.
The magenta light OF declining day
/ lay on the water and reddened il as
IL monsters were spilling gore in a sub.
aquatic battle. low, far-away sun
that had lost much of its heat and no
longer dazzied the eyes, slipped, as
IL most delicately contrived windlass
was letting ii down cog by cog into the
horizon. For 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 model tunic gown
draped in hot-looking pink chiffon, the
same color as that camei-shaped cloud
out there, be swell?"
Neat little sky, amt 1t? know Z
fellow made fortune out Of an ides
like that-Al Levy; he's the fellow put
out the Sunset Sextette Girls that was
such a scream in four-a-day vaudeville
last year. l knew him when he wa,
sellin' tickets In front of the Rialto In
the old scalper days"
\ '.All aboard for Sunset Land--tra
la 10 la--tra la la"
Sure, that's the act! / know al
them little girls like they was my sis
ters / remember Daisy de We're wher
she was carrying tin spear in tn,
fourth row of fifth company of thu
Gaiety Girls. Daisy always knew
when her show came In Off the r0aC
that she could get dollar room-anC
or me-and pay me when her lucl
turned. Them was the good old days
at the Rlalto house-good old days"
A theme Of retrospection, snbsid
larry, but insistent as left-hand
theme marching beneath the trill OF
treble arpeggios. crept into Mr.. Gilly's
voice; he burrowed an equally retro
spective foretinger knuckle deep into
the Sand, drew 1t out and peered into
the little well.
"Them was good old days-I never
ought to have left Broadway for the
resorts nohow-gettin' back Is like q
character man tryin' to convince 8
manager he can play juvenile. But
say, kiddo, IL you'll wear a muzzle
about it. I'll whisper something in your
ear"
Sure"
at looks like I'm going to land be-
hind the counter of the new McPhee-
tiers when it opens next month !"
"Oh THE new thirty one on
Thirty-second street?''
"Right-oh! My friend Kells man
aging 1t and he promised the counter
to me before the plans were even
dry!p
"Say, but that's some jobr'
81 amt sure yet, but I'lr know any
day now. l may run down to Chicago
to see him when he comes West next
week--and If l land it, Birdie-birdie
believe me, I'll invite you out to the
SWEETEST little supper between here
and Forty-seccnd street. How'd you
like to see me behind alabaster
gilt-edged counter, Ell, kiddo"
"Not so bad y