Putnam patriot., 1913-08-01

travelling in circle, clashed it's stem whistlings and organ, wailings against 6 drum-and-tromboneb band. while these distinct strata of sound were cut across by an outcropping of graphe- phones and megaphones. Always out of sympathy with such displays. but now more than ever repelled by them. Grace and Gregory hurried away to find themselves penned in a court, surrounded on all sides by strident cries of ~barkers," cracking reports from target-practiee. fusillades at the ~doil-bnoies," changing jars from strength-testers and the like; while from this borrid field of misguided en- iergy, thye was no outlet save the mar TOW entrance they had unwittingly used
 "Horribie," exclaimed Grace, half stumbling over the tent-ropes that entangied the ground. We must get out of this"
 It was not easy to turn about, so dense was the crowd.
 Scarcely had they accomplished the lmaneuver when Grace exclaimed be- How her breath, ~There he isi"
 Sure enough, Robert Clinton stood at the narrowest point of their way He was ciinging to an upright, and while thus lifted above the heads of the multitude, sought to scan every face
 q don't think he has seen us," nut tered Hamilton Gregory, instinctively lowering his head.
 We can't get out now" Grace lamented "No, he hasn't seen us yet. But that's the only place of-of lescape-and he keeps looking so curi- Iously-he must have been to thesto He knows I'm away. He may have gone to the house."
 It was because every side-show of the carnival company had insisted on occupying space around the court house, and because this space was meager, that the country folk and ex- cursionists and townsmen showed in such compressed numbers at every turn. In reality, however, they were by no means countless; and if Rob- ert's eagle glance continued to travel from face to face, with that madden ing thoroughness-
 Wed better separate" Gregory hoarsely whispered. Well meet at the station"
 "No. If he sees us, what would be the use7 Anyway, he'll have to know tomorrow f. everybody will know Homorrowi No" said Grace, overeom- ling slight indecfsion, "the important thing Is not to be stopped. whoever sees. Come this way"
 ~But there's no chance out, that way" Gregory returned. with the ob- stinacy of the weak. And if he does see us, it won't do to be seeming to try to hide"
 But we are hiding" Grace said defi- nitely. Possibly we can keep moving about, and he will go away
 Why should we hide. anyhow" de- m anded Gregory, with sudden show of spirit.
 To that, she made no reply. If he didn't know, what was the use to tell him?
 Gregory moved on, but glanced back over his shoulder 'fNow. he's getting down" he said in agitation. Hes making his way right toward us. All right, let him comel"
 Tn here-quicki" cried Grace, drag iging him to one side. Quick"
 A voice stopped them with, Your tickets, please"
 ''Oh, mo- walled Gregory, mot into a show, Grace. We can't go into show. It's-it's impossible"
 She spoke rapidly: 'We must. We'll be safe in there, because no one would ever suppose we'd go into such a place."
 But Grace" said Gregory firmly, -T cannot-I will not go into show.
 The voice addressed him again: -It's fxst-class in every particular, lady. There is nothing here to bring the blush of shame to the cheek of the most fastidious. See those fierce man. eating lions that have been captured in the remotest jungles of Africa
 Gregory looked back
 Robert Clinton was drawing nearer. As yet he had not discovered them, but his eyes, grown fercer and more impatient, were never at rest.
 With a groan, Gregory thrust some money into the showman's hand, and he and Grace mingled with the noisy sight-seers focking under the black tent.