Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1911-08-06


To-day you're only part woman. The rest of you
is just kid. If it wasn't for that knot of hair, I'd take
you for boy-a very nice, good looking boy"
She looked up at him mischievously "You know
YOU have faculty of saying unpleasant things very
is of growing old. don't think like the idea of your
thinking anything unfeminine."
He glanced frankly her protruding knee. a don't
Most of you is woman all right but you don't
half so much this morning"
"Why should you be scared? You haven't struck me
as being man who could be scared at anything
mot out here; but inside, in the drawing room,
you've got disadvantage. I'm to soft
speeches, low lights, and the way you Eastern
dress. There's too much glamour. 1 never know
whether you mean what you say whether it's all
just a game-and I'm it,
She threw back her head and laughed with full
throat You DEAR delicious, impossible creature!
Don't you know that the world is tange of illusions,
and that you and | and everybody else made to
help keep them tangled? Nobody means what he
Half Of the Joy in life consists in making people
think you different from what you are.
(Which are you, the kid on the horse or the woman
back there-last night?a
do you think III tell your"
mo, suppose not. And it wouldn't help me much
if you're going to lie about it mean, he corrected,
"f you're trying to keep me guessing"
my poor, deuied friend, you wouldn't believe me
if told you So what's the use? For the present., she
added defantly, I'm the kid on the horse"
and guess I'm 1t, all right he laughed.
A they approached Chelten Hills they made out at
the crossroads number Of figures horseback.
The sun, pale, madden ball, had suddenly sprung from
behind the hills and painted with its rosy hues the
streaks of mist that hung in the valleys below them
AS its shadows deepened and its glow turned from pink
to orange the figures the crossroads stood out in
silhouette against the frosty meadows beyond. There
were three and at least dozen men, most of
them wearing the club coors which took added brlance
the emerged from behind the distant hills. cloud
of vapor from the TANKS of the horses There
much haloong and waving of riding crops the hunts
and his dogs rode into, their midst and the two
parties met. brief consultation, and the dogs
sent down a lane and wooden bridge
toward patch of woods that darkened the hillside half
a mile away
"We1l draw that cover first" said Curtis Janney
"Perhaps we can coax the old Chelten fox to come
today" 1t the name they had given to an old
quarry of theirs the elusive victor in half dozen
in the last few years.
Cortland Bent had refused to relinqush his post be-
side Camilla. There seemed no why he should,
since Gretchen had completely appropriated Larry,
and Jeff, Mrs Cheyne.
"Be careful, Camilla" he saying. you're
at this game, and the going is none too safe"
But Camilla only smiled. She looked forward at
Mrs. Cheynes intoerant back and there was joyous
flash in her eyes like the he remembered two years
before when she led the chase of coyote which she
down and roped unaded She leaned forward gaily and
patted her horses neck "We understand each other,
don't We Macknaw?'
And then as though to express her emancipation from
all earthly BARRIERS she gave her horse his head in the
pasture and followed party that had scorned the open
gate. Mackinaw took the three rails like bird and
shook his head vicously when Camilla restrained him.
Cortland followed her smiling, and in moment they
had all stopped the foot of the hill while the hounds
went forward into the cover.
TANNEY had planned well. They waited awhile chat
ting among themselves and then suddenly the dogs
gave tongue. AT the farther end of the cover taking
diagonal old corneld up the hill the
old fox emerged, while the hounds, getting the scent,
followed hOtfOOt after him,