The citizen., 1916-06-29

drove them directly to the shopping
center, believing that under the innu-
encc Of hats and gloves they would re-
gain their customary cheer.
In this he was largely justified They
had a delightful hour trying on mil
inery and coats and gloves
Silent, blushing, tousled by the hands
Of her decorators, Berrie permitted
hats to be perched on her head and
jackets buttoned and unbuttoned about
her shoulders TIL she felt like a worn
clothes horse. Wayland beamed with
delight, but she was far less satisfied
than he. and when at last selection
was made she still had her doubts, not
Of the clothes, but Of her ability to
wear them They seemed so alien to
her, so restrictive and enslaving.
you're an easy fitter," said the sales
woman. "But''-here she lowered her
voice-"you need a new corset This
old one Is out of dnte. Nobody Is wear
ing hips now"
Thereupon Berrie meekly permitted
herself to be led away to n torture
room. wayland waited patiently, and
when she reappeared all traces Of Bear
Tooth forest had vanished. In a neat
tailored suit and a very chic hat. with
shoes. gloves and stockings to match,
she was 80 transformed, so charmingly
girlish In her self conscious glory, that
he was tempted to embrace her In the
presence OF the saleswoman. But he
didn't He merely said: II see the gov
ernors finish. Let's go to lunch. You
are stunninsr'
81 don't know myself" responded
Berrie. The only thing that feels nat
ural is my hand. They cinched me so
tight can't eat a thing. and my shoes
hurt" She laughed as she said this,
for her use Of the vernacular was con-
scious. I'm a fraud. Your father will
spot my brand first shot. Look at my
face-red as a saddler'
Don't let that trouble you. This b
the time OF year when tan is fashion
able. Don'tsyou be afraid Of the gov
ernor. Just smile at him. give him
your grip. and he'll melt"
I'm the one to melt I'm beginning
now"
Notwithstanding his confident advice
Wayland led the two silent and In
wardly dismayed women into the
snowy cafe Of the hotel with some de-
gree Of personal apprehension concern
Ing the approaching interview with his
father. or course he did not permit
this TO appear In the slightest degree.
II pleased him 20 observe the admir-
ing glances which were turned upon
Berrie, whose hat became her might
ly, and, leaning over he said in q low
voice to Mrs. McFarlane: "Who is the
lovely young lady oppositef Won't you
introduce mer
This little play being over. he said,
"Now. while our order Is coming I'll
run out to the desk and see II the gov.
ernor has come In or not"
wayland returned with an Increase
Of tension In his face.
Hes herel I've sent word sayinp
y am lunching In the cafe with ladies.
I think he'll come round. But don't
be afraid of him. He's a good deal
|
heart. OF course he's q bluff old bust
ness man and not at all pretty. and
he'll transfix you with n kind Of estd
mating glare as II you were a tree
but he's actually very easy to manage
II you know how to handle him. Now
I'm not going to try to explain every
thing TO him at the beginning. In
| lasr eA n Z
casual kind Of way and give him tint
to take to you both. He forms hi
likes and dislikes very quickly"
What II he doesn't like usr In
quired Berrie. with troubled brow.
"He can't help H." His tone was ~
positive that her eyes misted with hap
piness But here comes our food.
hope you aren't too nervous to eat
Here is where I shine as provider
This IL the kind OF camp fare I car
recommend"
Berries healthy appetite rose abov'
her apprehension. and she ate with tn
keen enjoyment OF a child. and he
mother sai1. "It surely In treat Il
get a chance at somebody else's cook
ing"
Don't you slander your home fare.
warned wayland. ITS as good Al
this. only different"
He sat where he could watch tn
door. and despite his jocund pose hi
eyes expressed growing impatienc'
and some anxiety. They were all wei
Into their dessers before he called ont
"Here he isr'
Mrs. McFarlane could not SEQ tn
newcomer from where she sat, bu'
Berrie rose In great excitement a.
heavy set. full faced man with short
gray mustache and high. smooth brow
entered the room. He did not smile ai
he greeted his son, and his penetrating
glance questioned even before h'
spoke. He seemed TO silently ask
"Well, what's all thisf How do yol
happen TO be herei Who are thes'
womenT'
Wayland said: Mrs. McFarlane, thii
is my father. Father. this Is Mis-
Berea McFarlane Of Bear Tooti
Springs"
The elder NOrcross shook hands will
Mrs. McFarlsne politely. coldly, but h'
betrayed surprise as Berea took hil