Charlevoix county herald., 1919-01-03


to be made up. The flat case was
huge makeup outfit.
He had it open now and was taking
out various articles OF apparel, mostly
OF silk and satin, as IL seemed TO me.
These h" tossed on the bed
He took up a bottle and a small
sponge, and approached me where
stood In my shirt sleeves.
"St down, il you please" he re-
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complied.
"A little picric acid for your skin,
sir" he went on. pulling the cork and
wetting the sponge. "'Tain't strong,
an twill give your skin just about tn
right touch of yellow. Better shut
your eyes for a minute"
He began to sweep the sponge over
my face and on down my neck to well
below the band OF my shirt. The stuff
prickled slightly, but dried quickly.
| sat with my eyes fast shut till he
finished my face and picked up
cate yellowisE shade took the place Of
the natural color OF my skin.
In a way, the man was an artist.
| For instance, he shaded his staining to
| simulate nature, making il dark and
even spotted on the outer and upper
| sides of the forearms, lighter on the
bottoms and insides, and lighter still
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ed lightly with the well-nigh dried
| sponge.
AN now for your hair" he re-
marked as he put up the bottle OF
stain.
He took up another flask and mois-
tened small comb in the fluid. He
began to comb my hair quickly.
1T should be several shades dark
err" he explained. "an' this will do it
in few minutes. though you'll have
to have il cut later as the color won't
fade none to speak Of
Never mind that" l urged.
He finished my hair and went once
more to his case. He came back with
yet another bottle
With a small brush he touched the
outer corsers of my eyelids slightly.
I felt the stuff draw and pucker, CIV
ing my lids tense, uplifted feeling.
He nodded in apparent satisfaction.
caught up a stick of paste, and attack
ed my lips stood back and viewed me
made final touch here and there. and
tossed the cosmetic back into the
case
"And now, sir, if you'll take off
your clothes an put on these others"
He indicated the silken garments.
lost no time in following his direc-
tons. | slipped out OF my shirt, trous-
ers, shoes and socks, and lifted the
clothing from the bed. In the mean
time the man was gathering up my
discarded apparel and folding it up to
put in his case.
1T will be sent to the hotel" he told
me as he packed II away.
| smiled. / saw now how Duals
suit and hat and shoes had come back
to us.
slipped into the socks and Oriental
slippers l discovered, drew on pair
of Tapping pantaloons, and thrust my
arms through the sleeves OF silken
Jacket, which hung loosely down be-
low my waist. Lastly I added cap,
and then | walked over to the mirror
filled door of closet in the room and
had a good look at myself.
The yellowish face of seeming
Oriental was thrown back to my eyes.
Even the eyes themselves seemed
slightly slanted by the contracting
pull of the stuff the man had placed
at their outer corners. My yellowed
hands and wrists stuck out OF the
Jackets flowing sleeves.
was pretty fair counterfeit Of a
Chinaman as / saw IL.
went to the phone again and asked
for a taxi. gave the key OF the room
to the man with the case and left the
room.
felt rather bizarre, in way, as
walked across the foyer OF the hotel.
had entered as Gordon Glaze and
was leaving as the apparent servant
OF an Oriental prince. I wondered IL
any watching eyes would detect the
connection. / rather FANCY not
Ny taxi was waiting and l entered
it at once, giving my driver the direc-
ton in singsong voice through the
tube.
We were off.
leaned back and let myself relax
az we darted through the traffic OF
Market, and I chuckled. The adven-
ture took hold and swept me along.
Once, years before. when I first
knew him, Dual had disguised me as
his personal attendant, and we had
gone to the rescue OF the daughter OF
the same old Colonel Sheldon who was
now mounting guard over the girl in
the st. Francis hotel
The present circumstance brought
back the former, and with II the thrill
of that other masquerade. Then. as
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