The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1909-06-08

get my temper back again. What's your appointment about?"
 At the Erareek?' he asked falling m. as ever. with her lightning change or mood. "Oh. nothing much It's a meeting of the Board of Governors Ihere's man in the Club who got in py influence, before they realized just what sort of punk feller he was An now they've called a meeting to see about kickin' him out. There's to be vote on it. An he's to appear before 'em to-day to defend himself Not quite reg'lar in Club bylaws. Calne tells me. But that's what's to be done They say: his business That's the sp'cific charge I b'lieve"
 But what have you got to do with all that?"
 'Nothin'-Except I'm the srinkin'
 You. Is it-a joker"
 Not on me. I'll fix it all right Don't you worry now. I wouldn't a. told you about it if hadn't known I'd win out"
 You're sure?"
 "Of course I am. What chance has that bunch of mutton-heads against anyone with mans size brains in his skull? Sure I'll win. Now. don't look like that, Dey. It breaks me all up to have you blue. tell you it'll be all right
 Who are the Governors?"
 I our friend Blacarda is one"
 "Oh!' That's bad.'
 ''Only counts one vote And Gaines another. He's on my side. He has carda."
 T wonder why you and MT. Caine are such friends. There never were two other men as different"
 He owns the biggest noospaper in Granite, an he belongs to one of the top-notch families. So he's a power n iC nxx-r1 f0, oil hoe odd fish. Eccentric they call it, don't they? Why do we travel together? That lazy don't care way, of his and his trick of twistin' sentences upside kind of amoosin'. Besides. he's of use to me. That explains my side of it. I'm of use to him. That explains my side of ft. I'm of use to him. That explains his. He'll more'n offset Bla- carda.''
 Who are the rest?'
 ''Hawarden's one. Husband of your chap'rone friend"
 "oh. I wish I'd known. I'd have asked her to-"
 '1 don't think it's nee c'ssary," evaded Caleb. Hell be all right, I guess.''
 .I didn't know you knew him."
 NO more I do. But I've an idea he'll vote for me-
 "Just the same I wished I asked Mrs. Hawarden to make him do it. Shes been so nice to me, I'm sure she'd have done me one more favor."
 'fNice to you, is ske?'' Reely nicer"
 She's a dear. Just think of a wo- man in her position hunting me out and making friends with me and ask ing me all the time to her. house and introducing me to people who wouldn't otherwise have even poked me with a silver handled umbrellal Nice? I should think she was.''
 ''Yes," drawled Conover, solemnly, 'tI guess she must be. Old Reuben standish is one of the Governors. too. Know him? President of the Aaron Burr Bank. Big society bug, tradin' on family that's dead an fortune that's dribbled through his fingers. Sort of man that's so stiff he never till he's broke.''
 T think I've met him." reflected De- siree. Doesn't he look just like a rail? Gray and long and mossy-with a sort of homemade face? And one eye that toes in just a httle?" high approval. There's two kinds of fnanciers: the thick-necked, red fac ed kind, with chests that have slip ped down;-an' the cold gray kind. SGag cofgea hair gray eyes gray sin' gray souls, too. That sort never take on weight. And there's just enough hu- manness in their faces to put you in mind of the North Pole. Thank the Lord, I'm one of the thick, red breeop'
 ,"Do you mean all over or just your head?" queried Desiree innocently, as she glanced at his stiff, carroty hair. 'Oh, it's awfully nice of you to laugh at my poor little jokes. I wonder what you'd do if you ever met a real y clever woman?"
 '1 s'pose I'd begin fgurin' out how stupid she'd frame up alongside of
 You were talking about Mr. Stan dish. Is he going to vote for you?'
 "As I lent his bank s96, 900 last year when it was shaky from a run, guess | he is. Not that he's overgrareful. But his banks in a bad way again and he's li'ble to need me-" ''so you are going to discount his future gratitude?"
 Just so. He needs me. An need lim. Not only for to-day. but for a | plan I've been thinlxin over.''
 II wish could help you with him. | I've met his daughter, Lefty, once or | twice. They say she's engaged to MT. | Caine. Mrs. Hawarden tells me they've | been in love with each other ever since | she stopped playing with dolls. I | should have hated to give up dolls just | n exchange for MT. Caine. Are there | any more Governors?"
 "A few. None that you know. I l must te off. Now, remember. you arent's to worry. It's all right. I wouldn't bother to keep in the Club | IL was Hhe IlOSl pldCeS OL tudl hlHO. But it isn't. The Arareek's an in in Granite. If you ain't in t, you're nobody. An at Ladies Day m times like that. the Big people al- ways show up. It's a good thing to belong. Besides. feller gets lots of lew experience by joinin a country lub. For instance, I never knew what eel lonesoneness was till I went to CIV of their Ladies' Days an Field Days. I might as well a been on a lesert island"
 You poor boy! It's a burning hame! Why do you-?''
 "Oh, it ain't always goin' to be like hat. Don't be sorry about it. I'll Tbip 'em into shape before I'm done." The soaring. clear song of a canary T., l