The Breckenridge news. (Cloverport, Ky.) 1876-1955, 1908-08-26

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"But I am" she insisted, smiling
/ brightly His heart was leaping high
so high that it filed his eyes. Every
/ thing has gone wrong with me today.
It's pretty trying to have to wait in
] front of a big Office building for fifteen
minutes. Every instant l expect a po-
! liceman to come up and order me to
move on. Don't they arrest people for
blocking the street,"
Eyes. and put them in awful, rat
swarming dungeons over in Dearborn
avenue. Poor Mr.. Gable, he should be
made TO suffer severely for his wretch
ed conduct The idea Of
Don't you dare to say anything
mean about dad" she warned.
But he's the cause Of all the trouble.
He's never done anything to make you
happy orr
"Stop! / take It all back I'm in a
perfectly adorable humOr 1t was
dreadfully mean Of me to be half an
cry with him, wasn't it? He's in there
now working his dear old brain to
pieces, and I'm out here with no brain
at ALL" she said ruefully.
To the ingenious youth such an ap-
peal to his gallantry was well nigh
irresistible, and for moment 1t seem
ed as II he would yield to the tempta-
ton to essay brilliant contradiction,
but his wits came to his rescue, for,
quickly realizing that not only were
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avoided, but likewise the danger OF
floundering helplessly about in the in
viting quicksands Of inanity he pre-
served silence, wise young man that
he was, and trusted to his eyes to ex-
press an eloquent refutation. At last,
however, something seemed to occur
to him. A smile broke on his face.
you had a stupid time last night"
he hazarded
What makes you think SOP
81 know who took you in to dinner"
The eyes of the girl narrowed slight
ly at the corners.
did he tell your
"No; | have neither seen nor heard
from any one present" She opened
her eyes wide now.
We'll Mr.. S. Holmes, who was it?"
''That imbecile, Medford."
Miss Gable sat up very straight in
the trap. Her little chin went up in
the air. She even went so far as to
make a pretense Of curbing the impa-
tience Of her horse.
Mr.. MedfOrd was most entertaining.
He was the life of the dinner" she re-
turned somewhat severely.
He's a professional"
"An actor" she cried incredulOusly.
"No; professional diner out. Wasn't
that rich young Jackson there"
why, yes. But do tell me how you
knew" The girl was softening a lit
tie. her curiosity aroused.
"Of course l will" he said boyishly,
at once pleased with himself and his
sympathetic audience. About $50 /
happened to be in the club Medford
was there and, as usual, catering to
Jackson. when the latter was called to
the phone. Naturally l put two and
two together" He paused to more
thoroughly enjoy the look of utter mys-
tlfcatiOn that lowered on the girls
cOuntenance. 1t was very apparent
that this method Of deduction through
addition was unsatisfying What
Jackson said to Medford on his re.
turn the young man continued, Il
did not hear, but from the expression
on the listeners face | could have wag-
cred that an invitation had been eX-
tended and accepted. Oh, we boys
have got it down fine. Garrison Isl
And who is Carlson"
Garrison is the head door man at
the club. It's positively amazing the
number Of telephone calls he receives
every afternoon from well known so
ciety women"
what about? And what's that got
to do with Mr.. Medford taking me in
to dinnerY
"Just this: Suppose Mrs. ROwden"-
Mrs. Rowdenw The girl was non
plused.
"Yes-wants to find out who's in the
club. She phones Garrison. Instant
ly, after ascertaining which set, young
er or old, is wanted, from a small
card upon which he has written a few
but choice names of club members he
submits a name to her"
Really, you don't mean to tell me
that such thing is actually donew ex-
claimed Miss Gable, who as yet was
socially so unsophisticated as to be
Mortified. You're joking, Of courseT
"But nine times out Of ten" ignoring
the interruption, at is met with: Don't
want him. Another: Makes a bad
combinationy A third: oh, no, my
dear, not a dollar to his name-hope-
lessly ineligiblev This last exclama-
ton, though intended solely for the Wis
itor at her ONE ELECTS from Garrison
low chuckie Of approval of the speak
er's discrimination, and presently he
hears, Coco ness me, Garrison, there
must be some one elsep Then, to her
delight, she is informed that Mr.. Jack
son has just come in, and he is request
ed to come to the phone Garrison be-
ing dismissed with thanks and the ex
pectation of seeing her butler in the