Evening journal., 1906-11-01
gypsy Jan
BY 6onsianes Darcy NSeksy
copsrisAs 400. by Ruby Douglas

layton struck OF from the wood
! he had been following to the main
He bad chosen the end Of Sep
<. ser for his vacation. Already sum.
y was mellowing into autumn. the
g blks were tipped with yellow, and
the dark rsceases Of the woods su-
3 hIowed with a color that was al
Il 1afnellke. As hc walked on ei-
hand stretched nelds OF alternate
;sie aud green grass. starred here
/ there By patches OF goidenrod or
sader purple asters. Fall sounds
ere In the air Late crickets chirped.
rows cnwed across the fences. Bits
thIssiedown noated lszlly In the
aornink sunlight. Except for occa-
slonal farlnhouscs standing by fhe
xay OF a passing team. the road was
eserted. and Clayton was 1using
loaaantly on It's solitude when an un-
xpeetdd turn past q clump Of trees
brought him upon a camp Of gypsies.
lie went forward with quickencd In
crest. r,l
ThsY had pitched their tents In llt.
lie hollow through which a stream ran.
Ia the background stood a canvas Gov
cred wagon and 4 half dozen lean.
telhored horses. In the foreground
snnoldered the ashes OF Gre Round
this ciustered a few half naked ch'l-
dren and some wrlnkled crones with
huge gilt earrings 10 their ears.
pThe men OF tho camp had evidently
gone fofaging. nor were the women
SLOW to turn a penny, for one OF them
called out to Clayton that she would
tell bis fortune. Clayton shook his
head lmpAtiehtiy and went on. II be
had Il told at all, II must be by some
young, blnck eyed girl. such a one as
be saw apptoAchlng half n mile be-
yond the camp, a tall, 1.-THE creature.
who walked with the grace OF those
accustomed to the open. She wore q
red skirt q white blouse falling away
from her throat and caught with q BIT
OF dull yellow that matched her girdle
One sleeve was torn, and her arm
showed through. dusky and rounded
Her dark hair was twisted with what
looked to be scarlet beads. but which
upon nearer inspection proved to be
rose fruit strung on grass.
@.rhe princess Of her tribe" thought
Clayton.
eho was playing With a curious dag
ger that she held and did not see him
TIL he accoetad her. Then she looked
up, startled
''Wiil yoii. tell my fortunei" he que
ried, smiling. and held out his hand.
eWhcn It hns been crossed with sll
ver,' she answered, her black eyei
cleaning.
"The life line Is deep" she went OF
quickly "You have made your wa!
80 far for you are ambitious an'
hardworking You do not come from
Brieriey village nor from the countr.
round here. You are from the city
You are nearly thirty and unmarried
DO read trueT' she asked. with
swift upward glance.
"Qnlte true" said clayton amusediy
mo woman has touched your heart
but there Is one who soon viii"
Dark OF fair7"
"Dark-and very wealthy. You vii
see her this afternoon at o'clock"
well I'm glad I'm warned" SAT-
clayton. with laugh. How lonl
have you been here7' noddIng In tn
direction Of the camp.
She shrugged her shoulders.
How can / teilg A few days
week maybe. We gypsles do not meas
ure time"
"And what is your namei"
"Jan," she answered, turning on he
heel with the indifference Of a queer
Now that she had told his fortune sh
seemed anxious to be gone.
"a mercehary young wretch, like tn
rest Of them" murmured Claytor
looking after her.
That afternoon he strolled towar
the village. The season was over, an
most Of the large hotels were CLOSED
So were the handsome private cottages
save few whose owners preferred th
luxury OF solitude.
Arden, the summer home OF Alyart
the copper king. was stu open. Mis-
Alyard, II was said, caring more 70
her stables and kennels than for *
ciety.
As clayton passed II. admiring II
green lawn and well kept flower bed
a smart trap came down the driveway
In II sat girl dressed In white. Clas
ton could not see her face. for she heI
4 lace parasol to screen her eyes. bu
be liked the patrician poise Of her heaC
AS they ratified past him with ga
clanking OF silver harness the coael
man turned In answer to some queI
tion.
'Irs exactly 4 o'clock. Miss Alyard.
be said deferentlaliy.
Clarion started and then laughed 8
himself for being foolish enough I
mind gypsy's prophecy. And yet
the prospect was alluring--a rich Wit
and money to pursue his studies ]
Paris untrammsled. for, though Cia.
tons name was beginning to be know
in the world OF architecture. IL ha
been hard 6ghtlpg every step of th
way. Even powsheswas pot free froI
financial dlnaeulties,. .snd Instead Of pu
ding up stt6s 1xup opsfcounUy' clu
which ives EtiltSopen ITO visitors
was housed In a farm at the villas
outskirte
But. whether the gypv had read b