The Washington herald., 1922-08-11
Cortinued from Yesterday.

CONTINUES from feSteruuy.
Fourth Young Man: By CAD. What
an ass I am!
Second Young Man: What d'you
make of the bridesmaid who thinks
she's Nora Bayes? Kept telling me
she wished this was a ragtime we'd
ding. Names Haines or Hampton.
Dick: (Hurriedly spurring his
ina agination) Kane. you mean. Muriel
Kane. She's q sort of debt OF honor,
] believe. Once saved Gloria from
drowning, or something of the sort.
Second Young Man: / didn't think
she could stop that perpetual sway
ing long enough to swim FIJI UP
my glass. will you? Old man and
/ had a long talk about the weather
Just now.
Maury: Who? Old Adam?
Second Young Man: No. the
brides father. He must be with
weather bureau.
Dick: He's my uncle. Otis.
Otis: Well. it's an honorable
profession. Gaughter0
Sixth Young Man: Bride your
cousin. isn't she?
Dick: Yes, Cable, she is
Cable: She certainly is beauty.
Not like you. Dicky. Bet she brings
old Anthony to terms.
Maury: Why are all grooms
given the title "old?" I think mar
riage is an erro- of youth.
Dick: Maury. the professional
cynic.
Maury: why. you intellectual
faker!
Fifth Young Man: Battle of the
highbrows here. Otis. Pick up what
crumbs you can.
Dick: Faker yourself! What do
YOU know?
Maury: What do you know?
Dick: Ask me anything. Any
branch Of knowledge.
'Maury: All right. what's the
fundamental principle of biology?
Dick: You don't know yourself.
Maury: Don't hedge.
Dick: Well. natural selection?
Maury: Wrong.
Dick: / give it up.
Maury: Ontogony recapitulates
phyllogony.
Fifth Young Man: Take your
base,
Maury: Ask you another. What's
the influence of mice on the clover
crop? CLaughter.)
Fourth Young Man: what's the
influence of rats on the Decalosue?
Maury: Shut up. you saphead.
There is a connection.
Dick: What is 1t then?
Maury: (Pausing a moment In
growing disconcertion). Why, let's
see. 1 seem to have forgotten ex-
actly.. Something about the bees
eating the clover.
Fourth Young Man: And the
clover eating the mice! Haw! Haw!
Maury: (Frowning) Let me just
think a minute.
Dick: (sitting up suddenly
Listen,
"a voliey of chatter explodes
in the adjoining room. The
six young men arise. feeling
q at their neckties.)
Dick: (weightily) Wed better
Join the fring-squad. They're 60
ing to take the picture. 1 guess.
no. that's afterward.
Otis: Cable. you take the rag
ttnre bridesmaid
Fourth Young Man: 1 wish TO
God "a sent that present.
-,Sfauty: II you'll give me another
minute, I'll think of that about the
micel -
Otfs:,n j was usher last month
for odd Charlie Mcintyre and
n CThey move slowly toward the
=, ,,, door as the chatter becomes
.,hnlrda afbabel and the practising
-r'F preliminary to the overture
''H 7dissues in long pious groans
T.n nThnm,ffohi Adam Patch's organ0
M ilru, sIhi Anthony.
nTRerea were 500 eyes boring
Though, TIE back of his cutaway
and atheosHn glinting on the clergy
mans Hotnappropriately bourgeois
tgsthos1with difficulty he restrained
a a.IaGgfGloria was saying some
thingG,h "a, clear proud voice and
he t,tsissiifto think that the AFFAIR
was ssdirrevoeable. and that every
seeohts kAs significant, that his life
was. 6sing slashed into two periods
Su5 that The face of the world was
ehanginx1 bsfore him. He tried to
rsea ptuse nthat ecstatic sensation of
tEif1Hxeeks before. All these emo
tta4sI siRdsa him. he did not even
feel the physical nervousness of that
- ~