The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1910-10-15
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l showed some faint signs of life. Above the wide window, in all the glory of red and gold paint not yet faded, was
 the legend, ''Thfs Is Alexander the Great's.'' Inside, its face turned to- ward the glass, was a big framed | blackboard covered with pictorial ad-
 vertisements of various dishes, done | in chalks of. violent hues, while from
 a gf1ded strip of cornice depended
 large squares of cardboard gIorifying
 Alexander the Great and his system in
 lettering of black and scarlet.
 Yesterdays show,' explained Bill ''my work, the whole lot. The cards
 last out the week. but the meenoo on
 the bIackboard's new every day. I tell
 you, it takes brain work! Hurry up,
 chum I'm late."
 They went in, passing directly into
 room fitted up as a restaurant. The 1 walls were painted with 1urid repre- l sentations of Alexander the Greats | battles, the costumes and scenery hay ing been studied more with a view to | sensational effect than accuracy of his-
 torical detail.
 ''My 1dea,'' said Bill proudly. "Got | 1t from the name over the door as
 passed by that first day. Came to me
 like a shot. And then I thought of the l picture meenoos. When they're goin'
 to have rabbit, give lem a rabbit nib
 blin' a bit of 1ettuce-make it realis- | tic. When they're goin' to have punktn 1 pie, just make their mouths water
 only to see it's portrait in the window, | so they've got to walk in and eat
 chunk of the old original, if it takes their bottom nickel. Now, while work like heat nghtnin' you amuse yersef 1 ave irS Gh
 Alexander the Great Fights Fair,'
 announced one dangling card in the
 window. Alexander the Great Wins
 Every T1me," alleged another. "Alex-
 ander the Great Gives Great Grub.''
 ''Dtne at Alexander the Greats and
 You Dine Like a Prince" FfYou Get
 From Alexander the Great For 25c.
 More Than You Get Anywhere Else For Dollar" And so on, one glowing l eu1ogy after another, all around the
 window.
 Loveland had warmed himself thor
 oughly for the first time since leaving
 the Waldorf and had lost his disgusted
 sense of the close atmosphere when i the big red clock struck z. At the same moment some one pushed aside
 the door curtain and came into the restaurant from passageway at the f
 very handsome, very untfdy young
 Jewess.
 The girl came in yawning, but at i sight of Loveland her 1anguishing. | almond shaped eyes opened wide, and 1 lovely carnation stained the peachy
 salIowness of her rounded cheeks.
 "Ohi' she exclaimed, catching, to- 1 gether her unbuttoned wrapper at the 1 throat and taking a step backward to-
 ward the door. Suddenly she looked 1 naughty and a little defiant. T didn't
 know anybody was here, except Bill.
 We don't open till 7:3O. People don't
 come in this early. But if you''-
 Thank you, Pm afraid Pm not
 customer said Loveland, pulling off
 his cap and flushing a little with em- | barrassment for himself and for the
 girl
 '"This gents me friend. His names | Gordon-P. Gordon" explained Bill.
 The girl laughed, self consciously, | pleased, yet half suspicious of the 1 handsome young man who had paid her, the compliment of taking off his cap. She was not used to men who did that, even for pretty girls like her.
 'I must trespass on your hospitality l for a few minutes,'' Val said hastily.
 until MT. Willing has time to help me
 carry out my plans for the day. When | he's finished his work''-
 "You atn't in any ones way here, I'm sure," returned the young woman, still eying the mysterious stranger 1 a1oof1y, but with admiration. '1This is Miss Izzie, that told you
 about" announced Bill in his best so- c1ety manner, ''the boss daughter The girl bowed as she had seen s7 haiT infr f0 Ho.
 roes in plays at an adjacent melodra- 1 matic 6heater. s'How often must tell | you. Bill, not to call ne Miss Izzfe?'
 Miss Isidora, if you please. hate i Izzie." And she glanced out of the l corners of her long, almond shaped eyes at Loveland "You're an actor.
 atn't you, MT. Gordon ?" she asked.
 'tNo, I'm not,'' replied Val, stiffening 1 slightly
 Excuse me if I've said the wrong | thing,'' cooed the girl in her soft tones. s'I didn't see how Bill come to
 have swell friend unless twas an
 actor. But I must go. I only came down like this, Bill, to have a look round for pa, because he's sick with a | cold. told him I'd see after things till he's better. He don't like me fool ing round in business hours, with a lot
 of men staring and passing remarks 1 (she threw another glance at Val to see if he were impressed by this ex- | clusiveness), ''but he feels too bad to i care today. I'll go pour myself into my glad rags now and be down again | as soon as can."
 Boss sick. is hep said Bill, who was l fnishing-his work on the room side of l the blackboard by indicating a lobster with thick scarlet strokes of fast fly
 ing chalk. Wont be down till by and by?"
 The daughter of Alexander the Great 1 showed her dimpIes. 'eYou think that