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Updated: May 1, 2025
Bob figured confidently on another Whoop of 50 points and a double string of Pearls for Elphye. But when the poor Loon had a Temperature of 5 above Par and had to cling to the Brass Rail to keep from taking the Count, he lost his Nerve entirely.
He scolded his Aunt Mary for doing her own Housework and told the Colored Men how to lay the Cement Walk down through the Grape Arbor. He promised his Father not to play Poker any more and vowed to his Mother that she was a better Chef than the one up at Del's. But his sub-conscious Self was so considerate of Elphye that he never brought in her Name at all, at all.
Annie said it was wrong to Gamble and he was not to read the Papers or fuss with Visitors until Doc gave the word. Suddenly he remembered that he was engaged to Elphye and he wondered if she had forgotten. So many things can happen in a Great City within two weeks. He told Nurse about Elphye.
Elphye came out two days later made up as a Princess in the Christmas Pantomime and diffusing pleasant Odors in all directions. She sat down alongside of Annie and immediately she was shown up and went back to the Minors. Her Second-Reader Conversation, complicated with the phoney Boston sound of "A" as in "Squash," did not improve her General Average.
Bob suddenly realized that in getting rid of the Bronxes and the Nicotine and various other Toxins, he also had lost his appetite for Elphye. But he was Game and willing to go through on his own Proposition. He sent Nurse for a glass of Water and then begged his Fiancee to smuggle in a Newspaper so he could find out the name of his getting-off Station.
Then he recalled a previous Existence in which the Dripped Absinthe was a Breakfast and the Cigarette a Luncheon and Elphye was trotting in her Glads and he had a Swell Bet down on Tin Bucket Preferred. The whole Lay-Out seemed unreal and remote and entirely disconnected with Friend Nurse.
Bob took one Look and crawled under the Covers. The Market had gone Blooey. Bucket Preferred was down in the Subway, bleeding from a dozen Wounds. The Whole List was on the Blinkety Fritz. "Courage, Dearie," said Bob, taking Elphye by the Rings. "Your little Playmate is erased from the map." Elphye upset two Rolling Chairs and one Interne getting from the Convalescent Department to the open Air.
She tried to model herself on the lines of a string Bean, slightly warped by the Sun. The Ascending Star of the Financial World was stunned by the Apparition. No one had tipped it off to him that the Queen of Sheba was to be reincarnated. He found Elphye ever and ever so accomplished. She knew all the Songs that now blister the Varnish off the Pianos in so many well-ordered Homes.
When Elphye did a little Barnum and Bailey down the main Chute of a Terrapin Bazaar, rest assured that every Eye in the Resort was aimed at her gleaming Vertebrae. Bob showed her his monthly Statements and she confessed to being very fond of him. So it was planned that they would Marry some afternoon, if she could get away from the Masseuse early enough.
An early hour was named because many of them were not made up for the cold Daylight. About the time he began to discover Vintages he discovered Elphye also. She was an Actress who was too busy to perform on the Stage. Elphye had a good Social Position back at her Home lot but, for some reason, she never sent for it.
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