The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1909-01-19

ed as if he would yield to the .tempta- tion to essay brilliant contradiction. 1 but his wits came to his rescue, for, quickly realizing that not only were 1 the frowning rocks of offense to be avoided. but likewise the danger of | foundering helplessly about in the in- l viting quicksands of inanity. he pre- | served silence, wise young man that he was, and trusted to his eyes to ex- 1 press an eloquent refutation. At last. however, something seemed to occur | to him. A smile broke on his face You had stupid time last night, :" he hazarded.
 What makes you think SO" "I know who took you in to dinner" | The eyes of the girl narrowed slight | l5- at the corners.
 Did he tell you?''
 "No; l have neither seen nor heard from any one, present" She opened her eyes wide now.
 Well. MT. s. Holmes, who was it?"
 That imbecile. Medford." Miss Cable sat up very straight in the trap. Her little chin went up in
 
 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 lit tie, her curiosity aroused.
 'Of course l will" he said boyishly, at once pleased with himself and his sympathetic audience. About 5:3O happened to be in the club. Medford was there and. as usual. catering to Jackson. when the latter was called to the phone. Naturally I put two and two together" He paused to more thoroughly enjoy the look of utter mys- tiication that lowered on the girls 'ountenance. It was very apparent hat this method of deduction through addition was unsatisfying What Jackson said to Medford on his re. turn" the young man continued. T did not hear, but from the expression on the listeners face could have wag- cred that an invitation had beea ex- tended and accepted. Oh, we boys have got 1t down fine. Garrison is'-
 And who is Garrison Y
 Garrison is the head door man at the club. It's positively amazing the number of telephone calls he receives of Sr. ciety women"
 What about? And what's that got to do with MT. Medford taking me in to dinner|'
 ''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 CT or old, is wanted, from a small card upon which he has written few but choice names of club members he submits name to her.
 Really, you don't mean to tell me that such thing is actually done" ex- claimed Miss Cable, who as yet was socially so unsophisticated as to be mortified. You're joking. of course!
 "But nine times out of ten." ignoring the interruption. ''it is met with: Don't want himv Another: Makes a bad combination third: oh, no, my dear, not a dollar to his name-hope- lessly ineligiblev This last exclama- tion. though intended solely for the wis., itor at her home elicits from Garrison a low chuckle of approval of the speak er's discrimination, and presently he hears, Goodness me, Garrison, there must be some one eIse!' Then, to her delight, she is informed that MT. 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 morning"
 "How perfectly deliciousw came from the girl. 'I can almost hear Mrs. Row. den telling Jackson that he will be the dearest boy in the world if he will! dine with her."
 And bring some one with him, as she is one man short," laughed Cray don, as he wound up lightly: And here is where the professional comes in. We're all on to Medford! Why, Garri- son has half a dozen requests night six times fve-$30 Not bad-but then the mans who's who that never makes mistakes. l won't be positive that he does not draw pay from both ends. For, men like Med ford, outside of the club, probably tip him to give them the preference It would be good business"
 There was so much self satisfaction in the speakers manner of uttering these last words that it would not have required the wisdom of one older than Miss Cable to detect that he was thor oughly enjoying his pose of man of the world. He was indeed young. for he had yet to learn that not to disillusion the girl, but to conform as much as possible to her ideals. was the surest way to win her favor. and his vanity surely would have received a blow had not David Cable at that moment come out of the doorway across the side walk. pausing for a moment to con- verse with the man who accompanied him. The girls face lighted with pleasure and relief, but the younz mar