Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1926-07-18

feet an entry was a harder task /
raped for q fun minute without re-
suit, then shouted, and was about
to conclude that Uhridge was not at
home when the door suddenly opened.
Sorry, old horse, z said Ukridge.
wouldn't have kept you waiting IL
I'd known who 1t was. Thought you
were Gooch, the grocer--goods sup.
piled to the value of 6 pounds 81
penny. !. M
II see.''
He keeps bounding me for his
beastly money" said Ukridge, bit.
terly, as he led the way into the sit.
ting room. It's a little hard. / come
down here to inaugurate a. vast bust
ness and do the natives a bit Of good
their midst, and the first thing you
know they turn round and bite the
hand that was going to feed them. "A
little trust, q little sympathy, q. little
of the good old give-and-ta spirit
that was all / asked. And what hap
pened? They wanted q bit on ac.
count! Kept bothering me for q bit
on account, III trouble you, Just when
needed all my thoughts and all my
energy and every ounce of concentra.
ton at my command for my extraOrdi.
narily difficult and delicate work. ]
couldn't give them a bit on account.
Later on. IL they had only exercised
reasonable patience. I would no doubt
have been In q position to settle, their
internal bills so times over. But the
time was not ripe. reasoned with
the men. ! said,. Here am I, albusy
man, trying hard to educate si2
Pekingese dogs for the music. hall
| 3catS sr1kf, x,zxt
attention and inpairing my efficiency
by babbling about a. bit on account.
It isn't the pulltogether spirit. said.
1t isn't the spirit that wins to
wealth. These narrow. petty-cash
ideas can never make for success.
But no, they couldn't see It. They
started calling here at all hours and
waylaying me in the public highways
till life became an absolute curse.
And now what do you think has hap
pened?''
'Wha4?"
THE dogs"
Got disteanper?'
mo. Worse. My landlords
pinched them as security for his in
fernal rent! Crippled the business at
your life heard Of anything SO das-
tardly? / know 1 agreed to pay the
rent weekly and I'm about six weeks
behind, but, my gosh! surely O man
with a huge enterprise on his hands
isn't supposed to have to worry about
trifleS when he's occupied with the
most delicate Well, put all that
to old NickersOn, but a. fat lot of good
it did. So then wired to YOU
"Ah!" ! said, and there was a
pause.
"I thought" said Ukridge, media.
lively. that you might be able to sug.
gest somebody could touch"
He spoke In detached and almost
casual way, but his eye was cleaning
at me significantly, and avoided IL
me that, IL ever there was q. time for
passing the buck, this was 1t.
unused tensely. 1t was an occasion for
quick thinking.
George Tupperr' I cried, on the
crest Of a. brainwave.
George Tupper?'' echoed Ukridge,
radiantly, his gloom melting like fog
before the sun. THE very man, by
Cad! It's a most amazing thing. but
never thought Of him. George Tup-
per. Of course. Big hearted, George.
the old school chum. He'll do italile
a shot and won't miss Athe money.
Rush back to town, laddie, with all
speed, get hold OF Tuppy. lush him
up, and bite his ear for 20 quid. Now
is the time for all good men to come
to the aid of the party"
+ 4 %s*
II HAD been convinced that George
= Topper would not fail us, nor did
he. He parted without q. n1ur1ndr-
even with enthusiasm. The consign-
ment was one that might have been
made to order for him. AS a. boy.
George used to write sentimental