Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1912-08-11

with, fancy. But perhaps she lost it in the green
sea, or traded it off for the golden jewels On the
whole I'm not sure that she didn't make good
bargain. What do you think, Miss Hampden?"
Priscilla lifted wide eyes from an earnest scru-
tiny of the kitten. Il can imagine times when
souls would be superhuous encunbrances," she
assented demurely, land the jewels were prob
ably very nice and shiny.
"And if she dropped them into the sea too, in
an absentminded moment said Jacquellne, Il
suppose she should thank her lucky little silver
stars that she had had them to play with, and
forget all about that immortal trite called
soul"
Priscilla deposited light kiss on top of the
kittens fluffy head "Perhaps her eyes
restless because she wanted more shining jew
elry, she suggested sweetly i don THINK that
a soul would have been particularly useful in her
business"
"Oh, GOMEZ protested Mark Indignantly. "Of
course she wanted her soul back. Don't you
think so, Miss Campbell:'
Il shouldn't be surprised agreed Jacqueline;
"only it is easier to get more jewelry than more
souls; so she probably made the best of it. There's
use crying over lost souls.
HOW extremely philosopher remarked Char
II teris from the threshold May | come IN!
The butler told me to come up here. He seemed
oppressed by many cares and laden down with
tea-thingS. Am | supposed to shake hands with
the kitten, Miss Hampden?'
II shouldn't advise it, said Priscilla gravely.
kittens have claws you knOw-even little bits
of kittens. Put the tea-things here. Lane, and
b benS the not water at once ''SA'' MISS "'
Thanks two humps, and much cream as
you can spare. | am un-dieting nowadays. Aren't
you going to speak to me, Leonardo"
"My dear Jacqueline. is it possible | could
not believe my very fortunate eyes! understood
that you were coming at FIVE and was desolated
at the prospect of missing YOU
at was so stupid of mel" mur1nured Jacque-
line, selecting fat little cake with jam inside it
and thin little cake with frosting on top of it,
and balancing them with infinite care on the edge
of her saucer. 81 got all mixed up and came at
three. Wasn't it atrocious of me?'
"No sugar and a very little cream, thanks,
Charters replied to Priscillas inquiring brows.
$50 your phenomenal memory had played you
false lack! Well, it is the first time that it has
tricked you in my remenbrance-you may lay
that fattering JUNCTION to your SOUL"
Don't be ridiculous Jacqueline admonlshed
serenely. "My phenomenal memory is Pigment
of YOUR phenomenal brain. ! have just been ex-
planning my chronic lack of it to Miss Hampden.
Under severe emotional strain | have even been
known, like Alice, to forget myself"
"How you have tricked us all!' said Charters
admiringly. upon my word, you are clever,
Jack Do you know, could have sworn that you
never forgot anything in your life.
"You are mixing me up with that woman with
the firm bang and the reCeding chin who took you
in to dinner last night She vibrated between
quoting you socalistic statistics and all the inn
moral passages from your books heard her"
$50 did l." said Charters. "She was quite the
most atrocious creature with which l ever came
in contact. If there is one thing hate more than
a moralist it's socialist, and if there's thing
that l hate more than either, it's suffragette.
But to encounter moral sOcialistic suffragette
is a foretaste of hell on earth. l thirsted for
blood
"Poor Casar!' condoled Jacqueine soothngly.