The times-news., 1937-08-14
ay IDA RINER GLEASON
CAST oT CHARACTERS

inc. writer of greeting card verse
BOB MeTAVISH-hero. detee-
tive story writer.
PAT-the janitor who played
Cupid. ~
PROFESSOR BRAcEY-Esyp-
tologist.
Yesterday: Pat decides that
Bob's dog, Sehmstz, can be USED
=, an excuse to bring the young
couple together.
CCHAPTER iii
Lifting the dog in his arms fat
raped at Hathleen's door. when
she opened it. he managed a wor-
ried expression. Look, Miss
Kathy. would We be so kind as to
keep him till his master gifts PACK
He belongs to the new man up
stairs, Mr.. Bob McTaviSh. He's 4
writer or something. Quite like
ly young feller I'd say.
The girl held out her arms de-
liyhtedly. "Of course I'll keep
him. Be glad to. | saw him on the
stairs when they were moving IN
up there. Isn't he cute? His mas
ter's away you say"
well Schmatz couldn't git m.
That's the dogs name" Pat an
swered evasively. "Pll till ihm
where the terrier is directly.
Rhymes goin' all right"
81 guess So" She sighed lit
tie. "Pve got down to green,
queen, sheen. Maybe the dog can
help. His eyes look bright enough
to think up something.
She shut the door and at shook
his head and went back to ms
sweeping. After he finished, he
trudged heavily up the stairs and
knocked on Bob'S door. The
young man stuck his head out.
"Oh, hello" he said. Say, seen
anything of my dog? let him out
quite a while age"
"I see the gurl downstairs talk
in him in, | think" at answered
gravely. "She's got studio number
one. Thought I'd iist tell ye.
Thanks. I'll run right down
and get him." Bob started for the
stairs. Pat grinned. "It's a grand
little CURL she is now. Had that
studio quite a while. Writes
rhymes or something"
"Oh a poet"
"Well if green rhymes with
queen, she is" answered the
Irishman sagely and picked up his
dustpan. He watched Bob knock
at Kathleen's door.
Inside studio one, Schmatz
hurled himself delightedly at his
master, while Kathleen looked on
with a smile.
Positive proof that you're Mr..
McTavish," she said. Then went
on to explain how she happened
to have the dog, adding, And I'm
Kathleen 0'Shan, in case you
want to prosecute me for stealing
him."
Bob smiled back at her. She
made a pretty picture in her neat
apron, ready smile playing
around ruddy lips. Quite the pref
test thing he had seen since ne
came to the city, he decided.
"You say the janitor brought the
dog TO you?" he asked. When she
nodded, 81 see. Pat seems to have
the welfare of his tenants very
much at heart. He said you were
a poet"
"Wen if green rhymes with
queen, she is" answered the
Irishman sagely and picked up
his dustpan. He watched Bob
knock at Kathleen's door.
Inside studio one, Sehmatz
hurled himself dehghtedly at his
master, while Kathleen looked on
with a smile.
Positive proof that you're Mr..
McTaviSh," she said. Then went
on to explain how she happened
to have the dog, adding, "And Pm
Kathleen 0'Shan, in case you
want to prosecute me for steal
ing him."
Bob smiled back at her. She
made a pretty picture in her neat
apron, q ready smile playing
around ruddy lips. Quite the pref
tieSt thing he had seen since he
came to the city, he decided. You
say the janitor brought the dog
to you?" he asked. When she
nodded, II see. Pat seems to have
the welfare of his tenants very
much at heart. He said you were
a poet"
"Oh, no." Kathleen fastened to
correct him. "Nothing so arty
as that. Besides I've got to sup
port myself. l do greeting cards
for a living. You know, valen-
tines, birthdays, mothers day
cards, friendship cards and all
that. Sometimes it's fun and
sometimes it's an awful headache,
especially about now when 1t gets
near bill ltime. | get to worrying,
then can't rhyme anything but
due and blue"
"You mean to say you actually
make a business of selling those
cards? / always supposed they
lust printed them. Never thought
about the people who must write
them"
'..Wen, you can think about me
doing il now." Kathleen's tone