New Mexico state record. (Santa Fe, N.M.) 1914-19??, 1917-09-14

for Il shock. 1t is fortunate that you
are a millionaire"
John laughed as he paid the bill and
ludicrously Overtipped the waiter.
"You are so convincing !" Sophy muir.
INJURED. "But remember that your flu
ture entertainment Is in the hands of
two women, n of whom Is a deserv-
ing but struggling young artist without
the means of gratifying her expensive
tastes"
my Children said Louise, rising,
1--WE must remember that we are going
to the Palace. 1t is quite time we
started"
They made. their way down two
flights of narrow stairs into the street.
The cOmmissiOnnaire raised his whis-
tie to his lips, but Louise stopped him.
"We will walk" she suggested. "This
way, Mr.. Strangewey!"
They passed down the long, narrow
street, with Its dingy foreign cafes and
shops, scarcely n of which seemed to
be English. The people who thrOnged
the pavement were Of a new race to
John, swarthy, a little furtive. a class
of foreigner seldom seen except in
alien lands. Men and m in all
| stages of dishabille were leaning out
of the windows or standing on the door
steps. The girls whom they met Occa-
sionally--young m Of all ages,
walking arm in arm, with shawls on
their heads in place of hats-laughed
openly in Johns face.
"COnquests everywhere he gOes!"
Louise sighed. "We shall never keep
him, Sophy!"
"We have him for this evening, at
any rate" Sophy replied cOntentedly;
land he hasn't spent all his fortune
yet. l nm not at all sure that / shall
not hint at supper when we come out
of the Palace"
"a pity he fell into bad hands so
quickly" Louise laughed. "Here we
are! Stalls, please, MI. Millionaire. l
wouldn't be seen tonight in the seats
of the mighty"
John risked n reprOOf, however, and
was fortunate enough to find a olsen
gagged box. They devoted their atten-
ton to the show, Louise and SOphy at
first with only a moderate amount of
interest, John with the real enthusiasm
of one to whom everything is new His
laughter was so hearty, his apprecia-
ton 50 sincere, that his companions
found it infectious, and began to ap-
plaud everything.
"The bioscope," Louise at last de-
cided firmly, 81 refuse to have anything
to do with. You have had all the en-
tertainment you are going to have this
evening, Mr.. Countryman.'
"Now for supper, then" he proposed.
"Luigi's," Sophy declared firmly.
'The only place in London"
They drove toward the Strand. John
looked around him with interest as
they entered the restaurant. Luigi,
who came forward to welcome SOphy,
escorted them to one of the best tables.
"You must be very nice to this gen
tleman, Luigi" she said. "He Is a very
great friend of mine, just arrived in
London. He has come up on purpose
to see me, and we shall probably de-
eide to make this our favorlte restau-
81 shall be VARY happy" Luigi de-
clared, with a bow.
II I'm beginning to regret, Mr..
Strangewey, that I ever introduced you
TO Sophy," Louise remarked, as she
sank back into her chair. "You won't
believe that all my friends are as
frivolous us this, will you"
"They aren't" SOphy proclaimed con-
~ an the n person who
succeeds in keeping Louise with her
feet upon the earth. She has never
had supper here before. Dry biscuits,
hot milk, and a volume of poems are
her relaxation after the theater. She
herself too seriously"
81 wonder If / do" Louise MUIR
INJURED, as she helped herself to caviar.
She was suddenly pensive. Her eyes
to be looking out of the res
Sophy was exchanging ameni-
ties with a little party Of friends at
the next table.
"One must sometimes be serious"
John remarked, "Or life would have no
)oise at ALL"
81 have a friend who scOlds me-" she
.Onfided. sometimes he almost loses
patience with me. He declares that
attitude toward life is too analyti-
al. When happiness comes my way, l
shrink back. l keep my emotions in
he background, while my brain works,
lissectlng, wondering, specializing. Per-
laps what he says Is true. l believe
hat If one gets into the habit of an
Lying too much, n loses all elias
lefty Of emotion, the capacity to recOg-
lize and embrace the great things
When they come"