The sun., 1913-11-02

BeIle meadow country Club
and came to a halt before the carriage
s,p Its occupants-a woman of mid
d., age fashionably gowned, a slender,
dreamy eyed girl and a man radiant in
The latest motoring garb-alighted,
aided by the dcfcrential head steward,
and were led to a choice corner table on
the vcranda.
The girl sank wearily into roomy
wicker chair and leaned back among
a.. cushions.
What a perfectly beautiful place to
ntr'" she said softly. II have never
been here before
The man leaned forward alert, eager
e. catch her every word.
Yes it IS good sort Of place for the
three summer months--service excel
lent and everything top notch. It's near
the property I'm developing at present
too that's very important factor"
The girl turned her large eyes upon
him and her lips curled slightly at the
corners.
Il was not thinking Of any Of those
things when said it was beautiful"
she remarked, as II she were speaking
10 child. Look at the mysterious
gloom of the thick woods over there,
and that queer blue shadowy line at
gold light on the lake"
Kent smiled and shook his head en-
Enthusiastically.
"Oh, yes; you mean the scenery.
Well, wish you could read the boost
We give 1t in our advertising booklets.
Why that scenery is worth fifty thou
sand a year to me-"
The girl looked at him curiously for
a moment, then shrugged her shoulders
ever SO slightly and began to fuss with
the tea service that a waiter had placed
before her
It was the mother who tried To fill in
the breach.
Enid is such a fanciful child Mr.
Kent" she purred. gazing at him the
while through a disconcerting lorgnon.
Her father and I tell her she is a posi-
Tive anachronism. She should have
hyed in the time of Sir Galahad She's
al dreams and fantasy"
Kent took the cup Enid was holding
toward him.
Those chaps are all right between
limp leather covers with Illuminated
type and gilt edges; but how long do
you suppose one Of 'em would last in
Wall Street."
How long would a Wall Street man
have lasted in the search for the Holy
Grail?" she retorted gravely. There
are no men nowadays. There are only
mae creatures who appropriate the
title with impunity!"
Under the scathing assault Kent
quailed at first then rallied bravely.
Aren't you a trifle hard, Miss Fos-
ter?" he ventured at length. Just what
is your definition Of man."
The girl leaned her slender arms on
the table before her and placed her
chin in the hollow of her clasped hands
Her eyes were luminous: her lips. viv-
IDLY rcd, parted slightly.
"A man" she began slowly. "is one
who has the courage Of his convictions
and will walk into the jaws Of death 10
realize them. a man feels himself the
natural protector OF all women and will
court danger to shelter the sex. man
is both tender and brutal. weak and
strong, with a heart that loves passion
ately and that hates just as passion
ately when any meanness or treachery
shows itself. That is my definition Of a
man"
She stopped speaking and looked deep
into Kents eyes. He shifted uneasily
under the calm. steady scrutiny, and
lighted a cigarette to soOthe his nerves.
Well" he declared finally with as
much bravadO as he could summon al
the moment, "those chaps back in the
early days had it all over us in the mat
ter Of trimmings, with their suits OF mail
and horses laden with gay trappings
and battlements and moats and things
he finished rather indefinitely.
"Of course" Mrs. Foster chimed In
between two sips OF tea.
Why Kent went on. warming tc
the argument, "just imagine a man try
ing to he knightlike in the middle OF
Broadway, II he yanks a woman from
under an automobile truck he's only 4
dub. but in the old days. / suppose
they'd have put q wreath Of laurel on
his BROW"
The girl looked her scorn across the
table and 1t stung.
The qualities OF knight do not lie
N woven clothes and clinklng armor,
she retorted Indignantly. "They are en-
hrdd"d in the heart and soul OF their
puSScsSOr,"
This seemed to finish the discussion
That it should have done so there's no
denying, but the man was loath to let
20. He saw his hearts desire slipping
from him and he reached out wildly to
say" it.
"Well. what can a man do nowadays
20 prove he's not coward; tell me
that?" he asked meekly What could
man do to-day, for instance, that would
seem Ike deed Of knightly chivalry?'
The girl threw back her head and
laughed heartily, and the laugh hurt
M"'" than a sharp retort.
II m sure don't know" she said
rayiy, and consulted a tiny watch in the
handle of her parasol. III we're to be
hack in time to dress for dinner I'm
afraid well have to be moving, mother
dear"
Kent push.l hack his chair and sum-