Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1903-12-07

| to Saxton as he studied them in the mirror.
| was now disclosed fully In the soft CANDLE
bending forward when She spoke, which
was characteristic and quite In keeping with
| the frankness of her speech; there was no
hint OF cOQuetry or archneSS about her. Her
| eyes, which SaXton had thought blue in the
drawing room, were now gray by candle
| light. She was Very like her father; she
| had his clear-cut features. though softened
and refined, and thoroughly feminine. His
| eyes were smaller and there was a quizzi-
CAL furtive play of humor in Them which
hers lacked. William Porter always seemed
to be laughing at YOU his daughter laughed
with you. You might question the friendl-
ness of her fathers quiet joking sometimes,
but there was nothing equivocal in her
smile Or speech.
woman who il not too subservient to
fashion may reveal good deal Of herself
In the way she wears her hair. The straight
part in Evelyn Porter's seemed to be akin
to her clear, frank eyes, contributing to an
impression of simplicity and directness.
The waves came down upon her forehead
and then retreated quickly to each side, az
If they had been conscious intruders there
and were only secure when they found ref
uge in the knot that was gathered low be-
hind. There was in her hair that pretty
ripple which men are reluctant to believe is
acquired by processes in which nature has
little part. The result in Eve1yn's case was
to give the light better playground, and
1t caught and frightened wherever a ripple
held it. Her arms were bare from the ell
bow, and there were suppleneSs and
strength In their firm outlines: her hands
were long and slender and had known Wig
orous service with racket and driver.
Porter was full of scheme for planting
line of poplars around some lots which,
it seemed, he owned in another part of the
town: but he dropped this during a prolong-
ed absence of the waitress from the room,
to ask where the girl had gone and whether
there was going to be any more dinner.
ITS bad enough, child, for us to forget
I>,ytv I,.rA
rub it in by starving him after he's at the
table.
There is food out there. father, II you'll
abide in patience. This is a new girl and
and then forgot to tell anybody he'd come"
She wished to touch on this without recur-
ring to the awkward plight in which Saxton
had been placed; and John now seized the
chance to minimize it, SO that the incident
might be closed.
"Oh. it was very fattering to me! She
left me alone with an air that implied my
familiar acquaintance with the house. It
was much kinder than asking for creden-
tails"
You're not nard enough on these people.
Evelyn" declared Porter. That's some
thing they didn't teach you at college II
You let the Impression get out that you're
easy. you'll never make a housekeeper Fire
them! fire them whenever you find they're
no good!' He looked to Saxton for corrob-
Grafton, with severe air, as If this were
SoiuotHluS tjidl masculine mlnQS understood
but which was beyond the reach of women.
When all were served he grew distracted
as he ate, and Saxton appealed to his host
ess. as one college graduate may appeal to
another along the line Of their college ex-
pertences. They had, 1t appeared, several
acquaintances In common, and Saxton re-
called that some of his classmates had
often visited the college in which Miss Por-
ter had been a student; and a little of the
old ache crept into his heart as he remem-
bered the ways in which the social side of
college life had meant so much less to him
than to most Of the men he knew; but as
she talked freely OF her own experience he
found that her humor was contagious, and
he even fell so far under its spell as to re-
count anecdotes of his own student life In
which his part had not been heroic Porter
came back occasionally from the land of his
commercial dreams, and they all laughed
together at the cllmaxes. He presently d.
rected the talk to the cattle business
You'd better get Mr.. Saxton to tell you
how much fun ranchfng is." he said, turn
ing to the boy. WHO at once became inter-
ested IN Saxton.
I'm going to be ranchman," the lad
declared. Fathers going to buy me the