The Greenville journal. [volume] (Greenville, Ohio) 1850-1918, 1913-05-15

I ries about the early days up there
Berny's Indifferent glance became
bright and fixed under the steadyinI
effect Of sudden interest.
Been in the Klondike?" she re
peated. What was his name?"
"Buford. James Delay Buford. He'd
been an actor at the opera house al
Dawson"
"Buford," said Berry, turning tc
place a helping Of pease on the plate
the Chlnaman held toward her 81
never heard of him. thought per.
haps It might have been some actor
I'd seen play. I'd like to know an
actor in private life. They must be
so different"
She ladled a second spoonful OF
pease on to her own plate and as she
began to eat them, said:
1T must have been interesting hav-
Ing the Cannons up there. When |
read In the paper that they we're in
Antelope too. was awfully glad be-
cause / thought 1t would be such a
good thing for you to get to know the
old man well, as you would. showed
In that way together"
Il knew him before. Ny father and
mother have been friends OF his for
years"
Il know that. You've often told me.
But that's a different thing. I thought
II he got to know you intimately and
liked you, as he probably would
she glanced at him with a coquettish
smile. but his face was bent over his
plate-"why. then, something might
come Of 1t. something in a business
way. She again looked at him, quick
ly. with sidelong investigation, to see
how he took the remark. She did not
want to irritate him by alluding to his
small means, anyway on this night of
reconciliation.
1T would be 80 useful for you to get
solid with a man like Bill Cannon"
she concluded with something Of tim.
idity in her manner.
Despite her caution, Dominick
seemed annoyed. He frowned and
gave his head an impatient jerk.
Oh. there was nothing of that
Kind" he said hurriedly. I'VE were
just showed in at the same hotel.
There was no question of intimacy or
friendship about It, any more than
there was between Judge Washburne
and me, or even the actor"
Berny was exceedingly disappoint.
ed. Had the occasion been a less mo
mentous one she would have ex.
pressed herself freely. In her mind
she thought It was 'just like Domi.
nick to have such an opportunity and
let 1t go. A slight color deepened the
artificial rose of her cheeks and for
moment she had to exert some con.
troll to maintain the silence that was
wisdom. She picked daintlly at her
food while she wrestled with her irri.
tation Dominick showed no desire
to resume the conversation, and a 81.
lence Of some minutes duration rest.
ed over them. until she broke 1t by
saying with a resolute cheerfulness
Of tone:
Rose Cannon was there, too, the
paper said. suppose you got to know
her quite well?"
II don't know. saw a good deal Of
her. There was only one sitting-room
and we all sat there. She was there
with the others"
whats she like?" said Berry, her
curiosity on the subject of this spoiled
child Of fortune overcoming her recent
annoyance.
you've seen her." he answered.
you know what she looks like"
1--we never seen her to know who
she was. l suppose I've passed her
on the streets and at the theaters. Is
she cordial and pleasant, or does she
give herself airs because she's Bill
Cannon's daughter?"
Domlnick moved his feet under the
table. 1t was difficult for him to an.
swer Berny's questions politely.
"She doesn't give herself the least
airs. She's perfectly simple and nat
Iral and kind"
That's Just what I've heard" his