Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1931-03-22

breakfast; breakfast, thought they in
their odd way, had something to do
with moral fiber.
They were all there Betty and Kathleen,
even Ken. Everybody said hello, except Ken,
who said good afternoon, thinking as usual that
that was a really good crack. But nobody
scoided. 1t was such a gay June morning, the
sun came dancing in from the garden in such
light, happy fashion, that scoldng girl for
being late to breakfast would have been posi-
lively crude.
But Connie did wonder what they would think
if they knew that under her frock, pinned
securely on the one garment which she wore
in the name of decency, was Gerald Gfddings'
fraternity pin. Fraternity pins we're not allowed
in this family unless you were a fancee, duly
accredited 50, If you had one, the thing to do
was simply wear it underneath and say nothing
The less you tell parents the better of they
are, anyway.
Ken was holding forth on the merits of a
certain racing car that could be had for the
laughable sum of $40o, and father was having
fun snorting.
But gee, father it's such bargain!" pro-
tested Ken
when w2s boy" said father, IT used the
trolley and even my legs once in while"
But the family merriment submerged him
completely. trolley car! Father certainly
was riot
DEITY gulped last cup of coffee and hur-
ried off to catch a train to town. Betty
had gone high-minded this year; she was work.
ing In a settlement house Ninth avenue all
because she was engaged to divinity student.
Flows the Greek god?" asked Kathleen.
Kathleen was always disrespectful about Con-
MES young man. She was the beauty Of the
family she lived within solid massed circle
of love-crazed and desperate males, and she
thought because she was % and Connie was 10
that Comics affairs were entirely unimportant.
Ties grand, thanks"
"She's crazy about him." offered Ken.
"Wen he sure is a handsome dog" said
Kathleen. "Such shoulders my dearsl And
such proflel"
"Oh, shut up" said Connie.
(which one" asked her father. lis the Greek
god?"
Jay Giddings' boy, papa" sinnpered Kathleen
In her best burlesQue manner. You know old
Jay Giddings the wizard Of Wall Street It's
his son-Gerald. And listen, pa, what do you
suppose this rich, comely, clean-living hero has
gone and done? He has taken fancy to our
little Constance, our baby, our dove, and they
say don't know, but they say he wants to
marry the girl and make fine lady OF her"
'This family" said Connie rehectively "is
simply pitiful when it tries to be funny
Check" said Ken.
Double check" said father.
"But, dearies," began Kathleen again, this b
no joke"
"Oh, Kathleen" said Mrs Leacroft, YEARLY,
"do be stu. Finish your breakfasts all Of you,
and clear out"
Listen father" began Ken, "can have the
Car tonight?"
NO." said father, 'your mother and lit may
be very droll of us-but we don't choose to walk
the four miles to the club tonight"
"Oh, gosh. Well, what about the roadster?"
"Ive spoken for that" said Connie
sWhat?" cried Kathleen. why Gerald Cid
dings has a whole fleet of high powered"
Gerald is going to New York today, IL
must explain" replied Connie icily, land Eddie
Is coming OUT
Eddie Yackey, the boy with the college-yen
name?" asked Ken.
Eddie Yackey," repeated Connie firmly.
"And he hasn't any car and we're going to use
the roadster and go somewhere to dinner, and
you Kenneth darling, can take your little red
headed, dish-faced queen out in public taxi,
or as father suggests, on a trolley"
Eddie Yackey Eddie Yackey Yack Yack-
Yack-" chanted Ken.
win you get up and go some placer" cried
Mrs. Leacroft then, suddenly gone wild.
The thing that Connie really wondered about
was whether she wanted to marry Gerald or
not. Gerald was thrilling, he was good-looking,
he danced like angel from heaven, he was
darling sweet and she had his fraternity pin,
but did she want to be engaged to hfn2