Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1933-04-16
BY ISABEL WATT

THE tall trees r,stled menacingly. Resale
] shivered, running till she could feel her
heart pounding fit to burst. Thank heaven
mother hadn't let her wear baby Louis heeasl
If only a car would come along Half .
mile She had to catch her breath. Yes.
car was coming. Frantically she hailed 1t.
"A little girl like you walking back homer
cried . fAtherly man. taking her In. What
are mothers thinking of nowadays!"
Quick! Would he take her to the nearest
telephone? She wanted to call the police.
They left her at the nearest house. and sped
away. not wishing to be mixed up in anything.
Five three-Seven, ne-nine-One," Resale re-
peated to the phone Yes, this State. And
the moneys safe somewhere on West Stress
near Burbank, unless it's been picked up. IN
show you obout where I threw it out Of the
window All right Mr.. Maxwell. I'll wait hero
for you"
By the time Chief Maxwell took Resale back
to the dance the party in furore. True.
they were still dancing, but with rare excite
ment, now that the janitor had been found
collapsed over his empty ticket table. He was
feeling better now. though large lump was
swelling frightfully on his forehead, and telling
the story to an eager group of listeners.
There was three of them, all masked an
with drawn revolvers" he related. The Big
gest man Dashed me over the head whilst two
of them held me an another put his hand
over my mouth before I could say Jack
Robinson
Rosalie set the bag down on the table. Here's
the money" she said simply.
The little group augmented till there was
scarcely a couple left on the dance floor. The
news spread like wildfire that Resale Taylor
had seen the robbery. hidden herself in the
bandit car, and rescued the school funds. They
crowded around. asking eager questions
Corrine Smythe went into Mysteries, but
Claude who'd danced with her all the evening,
sidled up to Rosalie. II think you're one great
girl" he said. May II"
Why not? It was nearly IL o'clock. Resale
f1oated away with Claude AS she passed the
door, Mr.. Allen. director of athletics, signaled
her. May II" He, too! Resale dropped
Claude and seized the astonished Mr. Allen.
Il just wanted to tell you he said, that
they've caught the thieves. Mr.. Maxwell just
received the message. The chief wants you to
identify them tomorrow at o'clock, he said"
II can do It," smiled Rosalie.
How? Did you see their faces in the DARK.
mo. Voices. One of them lisps."
Gee but she's smart isn't She Mr.. Alen?"
praised Claude, grasping Rosae's waist once
more.
MAY II" May -" May I?"-even Ruth5
gangiing cousin! Was every boy in the room
cutting in On that last dance?
ELEVEN strokes from the town clock. The
L taxi-her taxi-Rosalie shuddered . little
would be waiting.
May see you homer" Claude was Actually
humble SAY" he asked when she got out
"W1n you 90 to the Salmagundi with me next
Washineton's birthday"
Sure" grinned Rosalie running up the 'front.'
steps.
Have . good time, darling?" called hex
mother sleepily.
Swell"
Dance with any boys?"
"Un-huh"
"Who?"
"Oh, Harris Seeley and, oh, everybody.
Mother I'm starved. I'd love some hot cocoa.
May II"
why of course I'll make it while you get
out of that dress"
Mrs Taylor was nonplussed when ROsa6e
threw her arms around her and burst into
sobs.
1--we got a boy for next WashingtonS
birthday dance" she wept. Isn't that juse
low l0velv2 WON'T have to 90 StaQl"