Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1913-01-26


N@Z Smiths of Tifn, Ohio. The remarks of
N1N~Mko Mrs. Clark who at the time buSlly
&SAAN engaged in trying to found a first family,
fingered long in the memory of those who
heard them; long in fact that Miss Norton standing
with NIagee in the hotel office awaiting the signal from
Peters that dinner ready could repeat them almost
verbatim.
Alagee cast humorous look about. Lucky the
manners and customs of summer folks aren't carried
into the winter, he said. Imagine Mrs. Clark
asked to sit table with the Mayor of Reuon and his
picturesque but somewhat soied friend, Mr.. Max!
hope the dinner is huge success
host she remarked Don't worry. The hermit and
his tins won't fail you
Its not the culinary end that worries me-" smiled
Nagee Its the repartee and wit | want the Mayor
feel home DO you know any good stories ascrlbed
to Congressman Jones of the Asquewan district"
Together they strolled to window. The snow had
begun fall again, and the lights of the little hamlet
below showed but dimly through the white blur
Il want you to know. said the girl, that trust you
And when the time comes, as it will soon,-to-
night going ask you to help me. | may ask
rather big thing, and ask to do bndly just trust
ing in me- as refused to trust in you She stopped and
looked seriously into Magees face.
I'm mighty glad, he answered in low tone. From
the moment saw you weeping in the station I've
wanted to be help to you The hso &
weeping woman meant trouble The tool! AS though
any trouble
"He was right" put in the girl at probably will
trouble
@As though any Storm" finished Magee, "woud not
be worth the rainbow of your smile at the end!'
aren't nice
There are few of u.s." replied Magee, "who can be
through the worst of them because of the rainbow
to come.
For answer she 1attened her finely modelled nose into
shapelessness against the cold pane.
pACK of them in the candelighted room the motley
- crew of Badpate's winter guests stood about in
various attitudes of waiting. In front of the fire the
holder of the chair of comparative literature quoted
poetry to Mrs. Norton, and probably it occurred
the old man that the woman to whom he talked
that nightmare of his life peroxd blond. Ten feet
away in the Pickering hafight the immense bulk of
the Mayor of Reuton reposed on the arm of leather
couch and before him stood his 1.-THE, unpleasant
panon Lou Max, side by side with Bland, whose talk
of haberdashery forever stiled The candles sput
tered the storm angrily ratified the windows Peters
fitted like hairy wrath about the table. So the
strange game that being played at Baldpate Inn
followed the example of good digestion and waited
appetite.
What Magee fippanty termed his dinner party
seated at last and there began meal destined to nger
long in the memories of those who partool of it. Puz
zled beyond words, the host took stock of his guests
Opposite him, at the foot of the table he could the
lined tired face of Mrs Norton, dazed, Incompetence
ing little frightened At his right the great red acreage
of Cargan's face held defiance and some amusement.
Beside sneered the cruel face of Max Beyond that
BANDS cOuntenanCe told story of and mpOtent
anger. And Magees left sat the professor bearded,
specialized calm seemingly undsturbed by this queer
furry of beside the fair girl of the station who
trusted Alagee at last. In the first few of
silence Magee compared her delicate features with the
knowing face of the at the tables foot
and inwardly answered "NO."
WITHOUT the genial complement of talk the dinner
w began. Peters appeared with another variety
of his canned soup, whereupOn the silence broken
by the gasrOnOmic endeavOrs of Max and the Mayor.
A1agee rejecting that conversation must be
COuraged, when Cargan suddenly spoke
Il hope amt putting you folks out none" he re-
marked with obvious sarcasm 1T amt my habit to
drop in unexpected like this But business"
CcllQhted