Judge — December 4, 1920 — page 12: what you’re looking at

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Another evening Billy Hanley, an- f= other boarder, was waiting for her on / the corner. He was resident buyer for one of the big shops. He flashed a pair of Hippodrome seats and wanted her company. She thanked him, but n't possible. And the way she good-natured as | it ws smiled left before. At vo " proached by the house. and the 4 aimles shim as ious times she was also ap ‘our other young men of All had plenty of money, | theatre list was canvassed | y by each. Maude nd gracious, but her negatives was un: ia exciter ] | were inflexible } re Archie Jay found a moment 1 } trea ass urer of a prosperous theatre.“ You're boarding “Tt isn’t your natu would / he said. iF] ral environment, girlic. ” be You | | with her and tried his luck Wh third time. He was stant Hie ly wasted in a a winner in the theatre. “What do you mean?” she t “Why, there isn’t a girl in the 1 wisi rus in ‘The New Moon’ that shines as ow vou could. And Iam the boy. th “Don’t you think I'm popular where I am? “But the theatre has no fascination for me front row of the balcony with some one I like.” ‘Oh! Then you have a suite “T didn’t say so. But I don’t need one.” After the various young men were satisfied not for their society they held} little and compared notes. might as well be candid with one another. to think more of her than e Vo could get you there, if you care for popularity and all tha “Altogether too popular for such an environment.” unless I'm in the that experience AS long as all were hopeless, And they all seemed GONE she was meetings they otchman asking her to go with him some- where last night,” said Grafton, “and although she smiled at him just as she = smiles at all of us, it was useless. A | swell chance that tightwad would have, wouldn’t he?” : } “The movies are his size,” replied — Hanley, “and if in an insane moment he should ask a girl to go, his pecu- niary regret after the show would be ignant.”” The young man referred to Donald Ferguson, who was said to be thriving in the skirt and suit trade, | which is a highly competitive busi- His name alone suggested his { origin, for he was a New Yorker born {And he was as good to look at as any of them. Ina quiet way Donald had been as susceptible to the charms of Maude as the others, but his frugality ,| wasastanding jest. He seemed to be + the only young male about who had a) not bought Maude beribboned boxes of candy and flowers. “Well.” said Archie Jay, “she’s one peach of a girl, She'd make a great hit in a‘ beauty chorus.” The boarding-house loitered and heard something of the conversation. talking about Maude,” she remarked to Archie, the wrong tack. She would never become an actress. engaged to be married There was a chorus of queries as to when, and about the man in the case “T don’t know the lucky man, or when; but she has given me notice. She will leave two days before Christmas,” said the mis- tress. Let's club together in a purse for her,” suggested Grafton, as Donald Ferguson was seen entering. “We'll make it a Christmas present as well as a matrimonial compliment. “replied Archie. ‘And we'll show up the Scotchman. Let’s all give the same amount, and make it worth while Grafton wrote a check for fifty dollars. The others responded each with a like amount, as Fer- guson came forward. Grafton explained what they were doing. “Surely, Ferguson,” he said “ you must think as much of the as the rest of us And Christmas is ¢ “T think a lot Ferguson’s reply. “Well, we have financed our good-will. Come across! Donald wrote a check for fifty dollars without a word and put it with the others. “You're a brick, after all!” said Hanle “We didn’t think you'd do it. “Why shouldn’t I do it?” asked Donald. “I’m to marry the lady.” was ness. poinied boy—Now! DANGED RED, YOU cot mistress had “If you're you're on She's was Passé I cannot sing the dear old songs, I sang long years ago } Drawn by GB. Lswoop J “Ax' THAT An'r ALL, Moruer. Arter Santa Lert aut PRESENTS, WE HEARD HIM LET ik THE CAT OUT AN’ SHAKE DOWN THE FURNACE ’ For they all call for good strong jazz, And tell me I’m too slow 12