Newark evening star and Newark advertiser., 1910-09-14
CONTINUED From yesterday1

The second man nodded in answer.
That's right enough" he assented,
land It's rough on his old man, too.
He's an awfully good sort, the old chap.
And Jack could amount to something,
IL he wanted 70. That's the bad part.
He was never cut out for a soak"
Doesn't he do anything at all9" some
one asked.
The first man shook his head. mot a
thing" he answered. THE old man
gives him an allowance, 1 understand,
or else he inherited something from his
mother: I don't really know which.
And Jacks playing Alcohol to win,
guess. and Suburban Electric for
place." He grinned at his own joke.
The second man turned suddenly to
Turner. Say. Jim, you know every
thing" he said; what about this uncle
of Jacks-this Henry Carleton? / seem
to hear a lot about him lately. He's
the whole shooting-match downtown.
What sort OF man is he, anyway"
Turner launched a little family Of
smoke-rings into the air, and watched
them float upward before he replied
"Oh, I don't know he answered indif-
ferently, hes smart as the devil. for
one thing. l know that for fact"
"Yes, that's right" the first man
chimed in, Everybody says that. And
yet, you know. It's funny, but there's
always something that strikes me as
disagreeable about that mans looks
He seems 30 confoundedly self-as-
sertive, and sure of himself, somehow"
Turner rose to take his departure
"Oh, I don't KNOW" he said again. First
we sit here and damn a man for being
a sport, and then we turn around and
damn another man because he's smart,
and we don't like his face. It's mighty
easy to criticize" He paused a mo-
ment, then added, with what for him
was almost an excess of feeling, I'm
really sorry about Jack, though. It's
too bad"
Meantime once out in the street, the
air seemed for the moment to steady
Carleton, and he started off briskly
enough for the South station. AS he
walked along he pulled letter from
his pocket read II through carefully,
and then, as though striving to recall
something that had escaped him. pro-
ceeded on his way with a puzzled and
dissatisfied expression on his face.
Friday, Friday" he muttered to HIM
self, something else, but can't seem to
think what Guess nothing important,
anyway, can't think"
In due time he reached the station
and took his stand opposite the gate
way through which tho passengers from
the incoming Eversley train would
pass There he stood, from time to
time absent-mindedly consulting his
watch. until at length from a distant
rumble and cloud of smoke emerged
the big engine, with flashing headlight
and changing bell. and large wheels
revolving more and more slowly until
at length, with one last Jerk, the whole
train came suddenly to a stand. Then
under the arc light hustled forth the
figures of the incoming passengers
first one, then another, then twos and
threes, lines, groupS-all hurrying, in
tent and eager, bound for their destina-
ton, and restlessly anxious to get there
at once, wasting as little time as pos
sible in transit. Scrutinizing them with
care, II was not until the very end OF
the procession was reached that Carle-
ton started suddenly forward. At the
same instant the girl discovered him
and came quickly toward him.
Carletons masculine eye could hardly
have appreciated all the details of her
dress, yet the general effect was GER
tainly not lost on him. knowledge Of
the name of the dainty gown of blue
and white would probably have con-
veyed no impression to his mind, but
the way in which 1t fitted and the sig
niflcant emphasis 1t lent to the graceful
lines of the girls figure were matters
which ne viewed with no unapprecia-
tive eye. Surveying her critically as she
from head to foot, from the
hat of simple straw, with it's clusters
of blue flowers. to the tip of the dainty
slipper, with just a glimpse of silken
stocking above. he nodded in gracious