The Ocala evening star. [volume] (Ocala, Fla.) 1895-1943, 1912-08-13
Copyright LOG by the Bobbs- Merrill Co.
Illustrations by
Dom. j. LAWN

brought out tnrOng or people. Every
seat in the lines Of benches was full
and foot passengers kept constantly
coming up, standing for a few meas
ures, and then moving on. They were
Of all kinds. The beauty of the day
had even tempted the more fashion
able element out, and the two sisters
saw many elegantly-dressed ladies of
the sort on whom Hazel fitted hats all
day, and that evoked in Berry a deep
and respectable curiosity. Both WON
en-, sitting high in their chairs, craned
their necks this way and that, spying
through breaks in the crowd, and fol
lowing attractive figures with lodging
movements of their heads. When
either one saw anything she liked or
thought interesting she laid hand on
the others knee, giving 1t slight dig,
and designated the object of her at
tention in a few broken words, de-
tached and disconnected like notes
for a sentence.
They were thus engaged when Ha-
eel saw Dominick and, rising, hailed
him with a reckoning hand. He made
his way toward them, moving DELHI
erately, once or twice pausing to greet
acquaintances. He was taller than
any man in the surrounding throng
and Berry, watching him, felt sense
Of proprietary pride swelling in her
when she noted his superiority. The
son Of an Irish laborer and girl who
had begun life as the general servant
in miners clearinghouse, he looked
as If his forebears might have been
the flower of the nation. He wore a
loose-fitttng suit of gray tweed, wide,
gray felt sombrero, and round his
waist belt of yellow leather. His col
lar turning back from his neck exposed
tho brown strength of his throat, and
on lifting his hat in a passing saluta.
ton, his head with it's cropped curly
hair, the ears growing close against
it, showed golden brown in the sun.
light.
With a phrase Of greeting he joined
them, and then as they swept their
skirts off the chair they had been hid
ing, slipped in front of Berry and sat
down. Hazel began to talk to him
! Her conversation was of a rallying
| joking sort, at which she was quite
! proficient. Berry heard him laugh and
| knew by the tone of his voice that he
was pretending and was not really
| amused. She had nothing particular
| to say to him, feeling that she accom-
| plished enough in inducing him to joir
them, and, sitting forward on the edge
of her chair, continued to watch the
people. A blonde couture some rows
in front caught her eye and she was
studying it's intricacies through the in
! terstices that came and went between
| the moving heads, when the suddeI
| emergence into view of an unusually
striking female figure diverted her at
tention. The woman had come III
from behind and, temporarily stopped
by the crowd, had come to a standstil
a few rows in front of where the sis
ters sat. She was accompanied By
young man dressed in the Sunday
| dignity of frock-coat and silk hat Al
he turned to survey the lines Of filled
chairs, Berry saw that he had pal'
skin, a small black mustache, and darl
eyes.
! But her. interest in him was Of thu
slightest. Her attention was immedi
ately riveted upon the woman, who be
came the object Of glance which in
spected her with piercing eagernes'
from her hat to the hem of her skirt
Berry could not see her face, but he
habiliments were Of the latest mode
and of an unusual and subdued ele
gance which bespoke an origin in
more sophisticated center than Sal
Francisco. Berry, all agog with curl
osity, stared at the lady's back, not
ing not only her clothes but a certain
carelessness in the way they were pu
on. Her hat was not quite straight
The comb, which crossed the back o
her head and kept her hair smooth
was crooked, and blonde wisps huns
from it over her collar. The hand tina
held up her skirt in a loose perfume
tory manner, as though these rich en-
castings were possessions Of no mo
ment, was covered by a not particular
ly white glove.
Such Inconsistencies added the dis
tinction of Indifference to the alread,
marked figure. Berry wondered NOR,
than ever who it was and longed t,
see the averted face. She was abou
to lean across Dominick and attrac
Hazeps attention by a poking fnge
directed against her knee, when tn,
woman, with word to her companion
moved her head and let a slow glanc.
sweep over the rows Of faces.
Hazel" Berry Kissed across Domi
nick, look at that girl Who is she =?
She did not divert her eyes from tn
woman's face, which she now saw fl
profile. 1t was pretty, she thought
more from a rich, unmingled purit,
Of coloring than from any particula
beauty of feature. The head with 1t
gravely-traveling glance continued I
turn till Berry had the satisfaction O
seeing the face in three-quarters.
moment later the moving eyes rghte
indifferently, bruskly, as thoug
checked by the imperative stoppage o
regulating machinery.
Only a person watching closel.
would have noticed it, but Berry wa
watching with the most vigilant close
ness. She saw the infusion of new
and keener interest transform tn.
glance, concentrate its lazy, diffuset