Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1927-01-02

to present itself IN the ugnt o
yet another proof of the wa.
in which all things work to
gether for good. In 1t he see
the finger of Providence; and whel
marshaling evidence to support hi
theory that a means of escape from
the most formidable perils will Away
be vouchsafed to the righteous and de
serving. this is the episode which h
advances as Exhibit A.
The thing had it's beginning in th'
Haymarket one afternoon toward tn
middle of the Summer. We had beer
launching at my expense at the Pal
Mall Restaurant, and as we came out
a large and shiny car drew up. The
chauffeur, alighting, opened the bon
net and began to fiddle about in it:
interior.
Ukridge steered me up to assist him
an giving the toiler moral support
About two minutes after, the latter
looked up.
"Ullo?' he observed.
"Why, halo, Frederick" said
Ckridge Didn't recognize you. Is
this the new carr"
"Ah," nodded the chauffeur.
pal of mine," explained Ukridge to
me. MET him in pub" London was
congested with pals whom Ukridge
had met in pubs. What's the trou-
ble?"
Missing" said Frederick. "soon
ave her right"
After a short interval. he closed the
bonnet and wiped his hands.
Got to go to Addington. Pick uI
the guv'nor, playin' golf there" He
seemed to hesitate for moment, then
che influence of the sunshine asserted
itself. Like a ride as far as East
Croydon? Get a train back from
Ahere."
We climbed in, Frederick trod on
Ghe lf-starter, and off we bowled,
two gentlemen of fashion taking their
afternoon airing.
We had stopped at the foot Of the
street to allow the north bound traffic
Co pass, when our after-luncheon tor.
pidity was shattered by a violent
shout.
That the Shouter was addressing us
there was no room for doubt. He was
standing not feet away-a stout,
bearded man of middle age, unsuitably
clad, considering the weather and the
sartorial prejudices of society, in a
frock coat and a bowler hat. Hi.
You!" he beloved.
Frederick. the chauffeur, had ceased
to interest himself in this undignif1ed
i
serve that Ukridge was betraying all
taken in a trap. He was staring
straight ahead Of him In a piteous
effort to ignore what manifestly would
not be ignored.
And then matters proceeded with
rapidity. The traffic had begun to
move on now, and the man appeared
70 realize that IL 'twere done, 'twere
well 'twere done quickly. He exc.
cuted a leap and landed on our run.
ning-board; and Ukridge, coming sud.
denly to life, put out a hand and
pushed. The intruder dropped off, and
the last saw of him he was in immi.
nent danger Of being run over by a
No. 8 omnibus.
'Bloke / owe bit of money to"
explained Ukridge.
y r - y
II WAS willing to hear more, but he
= relapsed into a moody silence. We
were moving into Chaplain Common
when the second of the incidents &C.
CURED which were to make this drive
Iinger in the memory. Just as we
came In sight Of the common girl
doomed up before our front wheels.
She had been crossing the road and
now, after the manner Of her species.
she lost her head. She was a large.
silly-looking girl, and she darted to
and fro like a lunatic hen, and as
Ukridge and rose from our seats.
clutching each other in agony, she
tripped over her feet and fell. But
Frederick. master of his craft, had
the situation well in hand. He made
an inspired swerve, and when we
stopped moment later, the girl was
picking herself up dusty. but still
in one n'ece
sr do hope" babbled Ukridge, ''you
aren't hurt? Do tell me you aren't
hurt"
mo. reelv. thanks"
'sBut shaken what?"
ct id come down fair old bang"
chuckied this repe'lent female.
"T thought so. You must let me
drive you home"
"'Erer' said Frederick. the chauf
Eeur.
"Fh?"
SCOT 20 get on to Atdington"
eyes yes vas" said TIkridge. with
tes+v 'raoa +ianca quite the setgneur
SOsenting interference from an under.
Ting. But there's plenty Of time tc