The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1910-11-30

other tables gave animation and color to the And an excellent dinner mainly from ee refrigera- tor,. seemed to successfully back my judgment to summer resorts. But North grumbled all dur ing the meal, and cursed his lawyers and prated so of his confounded camp in the woods that 1 began to wish he would go back there and leave in my peaceful city retreat.
 After dining went to roof of-garden vaudeville that being much praised. There found a good bill, an artifcially cooled atmosphere, cold drinks, prompt service and gay, welldressed au- dience. North bored.
 "If this isn't comfortable enough for you on the hottest August night for five years" said, little sarcastically, "you might think about the kids down in Delaney and Hester streets lying out the fire escapes with their tongues hanging out trying to get breath of afr that hasn't been fried on both sides. The contrast might increase your enjoyment"
 Don't talk Socialism," said North. '1 gave five hundred dollars to the free ice fund the first of May Pm contrasting these stale, artificial. hol low, wearisome 'amusements' with the enjoyment a get in the woods You should the frs and pines do skirt dances during storm; and lie down flat and drink out of a mountain branch at the end of days tramp after the deer. That's the only way to spend summer. Get out and live with nature"
 T agree with you absolutely" said l. with en- phasis.
 For one moment had relaxed my vigilance, and had spoken my true sentiments. North looked at long and curiously.
 Then why, fin the name of Pan and Apollo" he asked, have you been singing this deceitfu paean to summer in town?"
 I suppose looked my guilt.
 "Ha," said North, T May ask her name?"
 Annie Ashton" said l, simply "She played Nannette in Binkley & Bing's production of The Silver Cord She Is to have better part next season."
 |, Take to see her," said North
 Miss Ashton lived with her mother in a small hotel. They of the West. and had little money that bridged the seasons. As press agent of Binkley & Bing had tried to keep her before the public. As Robert James Vandiver T had hoped withdraw her; for if made to keep company with said Vandiyer and smell the salt breeze on the south shore of Long Island and listen to the ducks quack in the watches of fhe night it the Ashton set forth above
 But she had soul above ducks-above nightin gales; ave- even above birds of paradise. She very beautiful, with quiet ways. and seemed genu- inc. She had both taste and talent for the stage, and she liked to stay at home and read and make caps for her mother. She unvaryingly kind and friendly with Binkey Bings press agent Since the theatre had closed Ehe had allowed Mr. vandver call in unofficial role. had often spoken her of my friend. Spencer Grenville North; and so as It was early, the nrst turn or the vaudeville being not yet over. we left to find a telephone.
 Miss Ashton would be very glad to Mr. Van diver and Mir North
 We found her fitting a cap her mother. I her look charming
 North made himself d;sagreeably entertaining. He good talker and had way with him. Besides. he had two, ten. thirty millions. I've forgotten which. incautiously admired the moth er's cap. whereupon she brought out her store of 3 dozen or two and took course in edgings and frls. Even though Annie's fingers had pinked. ruched. hemmed, whatever you do to 'em, they palled upon And could hear North driveling to Annie about his odious Adirondack camp
 Two days after that North in his motor