Evening star., 1918-05-26

for the stricken in Europe,
and dear old Grandma Bunker
q and Mrs. WINNER had re-
turned to Mrs. Winners boarding
house full of the subject. 1t was still
too early for Mrs. WINNER to go
down to the dining room to make the
final arrangements for the evening
meal, and SO she climbed the stairs
to Grandma Bunker's room to have
a few final words about the bazaar.
The bazaar had been running three
days and had been an enormous sue
cess, and Mrs. WINNER, appearing at
the bazaar for the first time, had
found Lady Barr-Toskins in the art
booth. As both Mrs. WINNER and
Grandma Bunker had frequently aided
Lady Barr-Toskins in rolling ban
dages at the rooms of a War-reiei
society presided over by the titled
LADY, she welcomed them warmly and
insisted that Mrs. WINNER become
one of the workers in the booth, ana
the work Lady Barr-Toskins gave
her to do was pleasant enough. She
was to sell chances on painting pre-
sented to the booth by Roxby Ridge
The chances were twenty-five cents
each, and 1t was of this and the best
methods of selling chances at bazaars
that Mrs. WINNER was talking when
she entered Mrs. Bunker's room and
saw Jabez Bunker there. Mr.. Bunker
was stretched out on the bed, shoeless
and collarless, comfortably studying
his favorite work: The Complete
Confessions Of the King of Grafters' hten .
real nice time?"
II did indeed. Jabez," said his wife,
as she laid aside her hat. That there
bazaar is one of the grandest things
/ ever seen. Why. the church fairs
beside it,"
Lady Barr-Toskins was presiding
over the art BOOTH" said Mrs. VIM
mer with something of simper. and
she Immediately enlisted me as
'Mis' WINNER is goin' to sell
chances onto a picture painted by an
artist man by name of Riggs. ex-
planned Mrs. Bunker.
"Ridge." Mrs. WINNER corrected:
man. 1 understand"
"Hope he don't paint these here
cubic pictures I read so much about
said Mr.. Bunker.
Indeed; no" said aSl,i Mrs; " winner; inner
extreme detail. If he painted a--a
head, he would paint every hair.
every pore Now this newspaper he
painted
Il thought maybe it was a canvas
'Oh, you don't understand" said
Mrs. WINNER. 1T is painted on can
vas, but 1t is q picture of news
paper. It is the top of table. and
pair of gloves and pipe and pack
age of tobacco are on the table-and
under the package Of tobacco. And
you can see every grain of dust on
the table! And you can read every
word and every letter on the news
paper. 1t is wonderful art You must
take chance on the picture. Mr..
Bunker. You know who Roxby Ridge
Is. don't you?"
''welI. can't say I ever met him
out oroduna way" said Mr.. Bunker.
Hes Ssnebter ar''st Ann MIS- IS
engaged to marry" said Mrs. VIM
mer Surely you have heard how
Mrs. erby-F1ubb's heart is al
most broken because of the affair?
s5o0.ooo- to go to Paris or Peru and
stay there until Ann forgot him. But
he wouldn't go. They say Mrs.
Featherby-Flubb Is doing everything
possible to break the engagement.
They say she considers artists low
almost as bad as criminals. 1t will
be a great help in selling chances.
Roxby Ridge is going to be at the
booth personally every day while
am selling chances"
Thus 1t happened that, the next
day. fully attired In his best gar
ments, Mr.. Bunker accompanied his
dear old wife to the bazaar. Mr..
Bunker was greatly impressed Mrs.
WINNER told him the bazaar hoped
to net a million dollars profit. and
the mere mention of the figure made
Mr.. Bunker's chubby face glow.
Where a million dollars were chang
ing hands ought to be a good place
for an honest. conscientious CRATER
to do a little work. When Mrs. VIM
mer hurried away to begin her work
selling chances. Mr.. Bunker men,
toned this to Mrs. Bunker.
We'll. Jabez," said the dear old
lady, IT dare say you're right. I
guess nobody comes up here that
don't hgger to get stang good and