their powerful searchlights. And above a glorious full moon shown, though there was so much artificial light that hardly anybody noticed the moon, and the paled sky was dotted with myriad stars. It was a scene of rare and exotic, man-manufactured beauty that it would have taken an aviator a thousand feet aloft truly to appreciate.
This was by far the most crowded and prosperous evening of the Fair. One could move about with difficulty on account of the masses of people. Mrs. Peabody and Mrs. Hurd and their quiet, well-dressed friends could be glimpsed mostly upon the fringe of the hectic activity. They had loaned the influence of their names, and their daughters with their carefully modulated clothes and voices were playing the rôles of salesladies at the refreshment and fancy articles booths. They had given their money to help defray expenses. But they did not feel called upon to risk being trampled under foot by taking a more active part in the scene.
Carmelita's and Lucy Hodge's crowd, more loudly voiced and dressed, were laboring hard to have a good time in their own way, patronizing everything, especially the mild games of chance, buying everything in sight, dancing with each other's wives and promoting their little private intrigues upon the stern-seats of
