Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1933-07-09


like Pavlowa's and q chest like the
front of an Erie scow. And how he
could run!
week before this Grand National Steeple-
chase young Ezra Clark was sitting in his
Paris lodgings without thought OF Jockeys
and horsehesh. Almost finished with two
years of study that he'd won on scholarship.
he was so engrossed in a problem Of archi-
tectural stresses that he couldn't even take
time to sit around the dome with his fellow
students and talk about art.
There came letter to the courtyard studio
which he occupied Jest off the rue des Petits
Peres principally because it was cheap, but
partly because it faced magnolia tree very
much like the one on the lawn OF Zoe Atkins
home in Hillsdale, vt.
The letter came from California. 1t told
the Young architect that committee of noted
artists and solid business men had selected his
design as the finest among the thousands sub
mitted for an exposition building. 1t in
formed him that there was $4,000 awaiting
him. and that the money would be deposited
to his account in any bank of his selection
Young Ezra stared steadily at that piece OF
paper His knees felt weak. He sat down in
a chair looking out at the magnolia tree like
the one back home at ZoeS, and thought OF all
the furnaces he'd tended, and all the lawns he'd
moved, and all the plates Of hash he'd served
to the foot ball squads in college. He thought
of his mother who would be awfully happy
when he cabled her about this great news
\ IOSILY however he thought of Zoe Atkins,
W. old Col Atkins daughter, who had lived
in the big white house ON the hill that gave
Hllsdale its name but who nevertheless had
gone to college proms and Summertime dances
and other places with boy of no importance
from the little mill village.
To throe hat afternoon
was to his mother; one to that benevolent
committee in California; the other was this
one to Zoe, care Of Morgan & Grenfen, Ltd
in London
Important see you Immediately
aohere can find you Ezra.
To this last important cable there came back
the following, longer and typical Of its sender:
Meet you hotel adelphi Hperpoo. friday
night attend grand national saturday
aren't you nery impetuous Zoe.
Two days later Ezra was kicking his heels
in the Liverpool hotel. At last Zoe came, and
at the sight Of her Ezra's heart went up like
q skyrocket.
Ezra! You dear! It's wonderful to have
you here. You must meet my friends"
The young man looked to the rear and saw
that two young Britons, men Of the world to
the tips Of their fingers, we're Zoe's escort.
"Damn!" said Ezra silently, suffering him.
self to be presented to Lord Wolverhampton.
and q Mr. Somebody. Zoe ratified along trying
to fuse the trio into one compact, delighted
escort instead of two strange, alien, and hostile
claimants to her attention.
I'VE had the most wonderful journey down
from London, Ezra" she informed him. In
Lord Wolverhampton's plane-the darlingest-
at some unbelievable number OF miles per min
ute"
She turned to her Britons Ezra IS one OF
the Oldest and dearest-relable like the Old
Geyser-but then, you probably never heard OF
Old Faithful"
"Something in your Yosemite, isn't H?"
Lord Wolverhampton objected. "Spouts water,
and what-not?"
Just water" said Ezra.
A LONE at last!
~ Now then, old headlong!" said Zoe.
what important business could you have that
required me immediately"
Ezra, like some other Vermonters, was man
of few words. II wanted to ask you to marry
me-" he said bluntly.
"Oh!"
~Whenu we do it?" asked Ezra.
Il don't like that question quite 50 much"
she reproved him
Ezra just sat there till she turned to regard
him Wont you?" he asked.
why, old garrulous? Loosen up and tell me
why?" There were sparkles Of mischief IN the
cvec uhere Ezras GAZE WAS drowning