The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1909-01-28

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 blunder came to him.
 Good heavensv' he muttered, stop ping short 'sWhat a fool I'm getting to be-meeting old Elias, in place like this! The theater crowds-Aeyerybody in town will be, here by il! Curse me, for hopeless ass! must get him away at oncev'
 Grumbling at himsGlf, he passed ints the restaurant Gabe offered him the choice of various tables. He selected one which commanded a view of the entrances and ordered a perfunctory Scotch Nervous and anxious, he was more troubled than he cared to admit even to himself. Fortunately there were not many people in the the place soon halted before the small alcove fin the east end containing a table with wine glasses, in waiting, set for large party. The clock, back of the cigar stand, said it was five minutes after Il.
 Bansemer impatiently watched the two doors leading to the street and was beginning to wonder whether the message had reached the old clerk when presently the uncouth shape of broom appeared sinking through the so called ladies' entrance with the shrinking attitude of one unaccustom- ed to fashionable restaurants and doubtful of his reception. Bansemer motioned to him.
 oc IT oar <yOf Yru al apl he was saying, at the same time beck oning to 8 waiter, well move out of this. It will be crowded in never thought, a stall at Chapin & Gore's will be better. Here. waiter, my check! Pm in hurry! The devi1!''
 As the exclamation burst from his and through a door quickly thrown open by waiter number of gay, fashionably dressed people, all smiling and trembling with the cold. Immedi ately this party attracted the attention of the room Walters rushed hitheI and thither relieving the ladies of their costly lace and fur wraps and the men of their heavy overcoats. Of the ex pected theater corners these were the first to arrive, but presently others fol lowed, and soon the quiet cafe of the early evening became transformed into one of hustle and excitement by the eager, animated throng. With dismay Bansemer noticed that those to whom his attention had been attracted were blocking his way to the doors. Es- cape was out of the question. Reluc- tantly he returned to his seat and or dered the clerk to take the one op- posite him. Then scanning the party making its passage to the alcove he perceived three or four men whom he knew and presently, to his surprise and consternation, his son. The recogni- tion was mutual, Graydon making his way around a small table in order to affectionately greet him. AS he ap- preached his eyes fastened themselves on his fathers companion. With amazement he recognized the queer figure of the lanky, gangling Droom; but, too kind hearted and we'll bred to allow his features in the slightest de. gree to express the astonishment which he felt at sight of such comic incon. gruity, the young man voiced few kindly words to the old man, while from the table in the alcove where the smart little supper party were seating themselves Miss Gable was smiling her cheery recognition to her pros- pective father-in-law; then Graydon made his way back to his seat by her side
 Why did you come here?" asked broom, feeling somewhat akin to the proverbial fish out of water
 Because thought thought you couldn't find any other place." replied Bansemer confusedly.
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