San Antonio light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1911-1993, 1924-03-23

Dear, do you want me to cough
when your ten minutes are up?'
Helen was drawing on her sixteen
button white gloves as they TAXED
down the avenue.
Don't worry, I'll cut it short, all
| right" Warren covered out at the
| glistening tops and FREELY lights Of
the swarming motors.
You've got your notes?" anxiously.
Didn't make any"
"Oh, Warren, / begged you to !!
There'll be lot Of prominent people.
Let me see that letter again. Who else
IL to speak,
didn't say" fumbling in bis din
ner coat pocket.
Switching on the light overhead,
Helen scanned the letter he tossed her.
my dear Curtis:
"At the dinner the Civic Club is
giving Alvin Gregory, we want you 10
make one Of the ten-minute talks.
You have known Gregory for a
number of years, and the committee
feel You can give us something a little
more intimate than the cut and dried
after-dinner spiel.
louis.
&c. r. WAGNER"
Il wonder who else they'll have?
returning the letter. ''Dear, don't be-
gin with that old threadbare I'm glad
to be here this evening or 1T gives
me great pleasure to-"
Where's he goingy Warren pound
ed on the glass. Turn off here"
.One way street, SIR" the driver
I IlnH No. % ,,,I
"And don't try to be funny! l hate
that straining after a laugh. And
don't tell that story about the Scotch
juryman. You always drag that in"
Guess / can make ten-minute
Dear, you're good at most things
I'm not. eh:" bristling. "S'pose
you'd prescribe Professor Bunko's
mail order course How to Bryanize
in Six Lessons 2"
"And. dear. don't play with the sill
yer. I'd rather you put your hands
in your pockets. It's not just the
thing. but you look more at ease"
Anything else wrong with this
picture?" grunted Warren.
Yes, 1 didn't like the way you
stood when You talked at that asso-
citation. You sort of bowed your legs
and teetered back and forth"
Think they'll all crawl under the
table to lamp my legs?"
Just stand squarely and force
fully as you always do. It's only
when you get up to talk-you sort Of
see-saw. And, dear, don't eat much
/ read the other day that no one can
speak well after n hearty dinner"
PITY they didn't call on you" as
they drew up before the hotel en-
trance.
The Gregory dinner was in one OF
the banquet rooms on the top floor.
Though the cards had said Seven
thirty" by the time they had checked
their wraps it was almost eight, and
the guests were just being seated.
There's the Merwins," futtered
Helen. "Oh, good evening. Yes, we'd
love to sit at your table, but Mr.. Cur
It's is going to speak. presume we'll
be at the speakers table"
Been looking for youa Curtis" Mr..
Wagner gripped Warren. We've put
You and Mrs. Curtis next TO Senator
Palayer," leading them to, the flower
| decked table.
A series of introductions, and Helen
found herself proudly seated at the
long speakers table between Warren
and the portly, pompous senator.
Everyone cheered as Alvin Gregory,
| their retiring president, took the seat
of honor.
Mr.. Wagner, the chairman, now
raped for order.
Just a moment. The photograph
| ers are ready to take the flash light"
A general stir of facing the gallery
where the camera was being focused.
Helen assumed her most effective
pose--a chin-tilted, profiled wistful-
ness.
Dear, don't look straight at it.
That flash always makes you squint." y