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Show : Br 1 r MAMMOTH CITY, UTAH DAPHNE GETS THE BIG CHANCE THAT SHE HAS BEEN PRAYING FOR AND AT THE SAME TIME HAS FEARED. Synopsis. Clay Wiraburn, a young New Yorker on a visit to Cleveland, meets pretty Daphne Kip, whose brother is in the same office with Clay in Wall street. After a whirlwind courtship they become engaged. Dapfin'e goes .to New York with her mother to bu.y her trousseau. Daphnes brother, Bayard, has just married and left for Europe with his bride, Leila. Daphne and her mother install themselves in Bayards flat. who seems greatly atDaphne meets Tom Duane, tracted to her. Daphne accidentally discovers that Clay is penniless, except for his saiary. Baynard and his wife return to New York unexpectedly. The three women set out on a shopping excursion and the two younger women buy expensive gowns, having them charged to Bayard. Bayard is furious over the expense, seeing hard times ahead. Daphne, indignant, declares she will earn her 'own living and breaks her engagement with Clay. Through an introduction by Duane, Daphne induces Kcben, a theatrical magnate, to give her a position in one of his companies. Dor first rehearsal is a fiasco, but Reben, at Duanes request, . . . , , gives her another chance. , rltanical way, and she looked exceedingly clean and ; correct i Hpr very smile was neat exactly adjusted between those of the gracious hostess and of the landlady. Mrs. Chivvis led the way to the room that was for rent It took Daphne at once. Spotlessness is the first luxury in a rented room and Puritan beauty' has a grace all its own. The mahogany bed with its twisted posts, the excellent linen and the honesty of everything won her completely. She felt a seqse of, relief from the; rather gaudy beayty of Leilas apartment. She felt that Mrs. Chivvis, who showed such fine restraint in her furniture, would be equally, discreet in minding her own affairs. "Ill take it, she said ; "that Is, If youll take me. Mrs. Chivvis said she would. She said it with a New Englandish parsimony of enthusiasm, but her eyes were kindly and Daphne decided that she thought nice things but lacked the courage to say them. Daphne moved at once into the Chivvis apartment what belongings she had brought on from Cleveland, and her mother promised to dispatch the rest of them as soon as she reached home. Wesley could not be persuaded t stay over an unnecessary night. His business was in a, perilous condition. The mammoth Cowper firm had gone into bankruptcy, owing him a handsome sum of money which he was not likely to recover. The failure also closed an important and profitable market for his calculating machines. It frightened his banks as well, and he had wrestled like another Jacob with an almost invisible cashier for money enough to meet his pay roll. Yet he slipped a large bill, into Daphnes hand w hen he bade her good-b- y at the station late in the afterand he whispered to her she noon, , CjHAPTER XI , Continued. 8 And Well, I never ! he gasped. all this trip of your mothers and yours and all the expenses gone for nothing? was his first doleful thought. He remenibored the second mortgage he had placed on one of his properties to get the money for the vitally important wedding festival. And now there was to be no wedding.- - he who was to have assumed the burden bills . was banished. of Daphne's Daphne was again, her fatherst own - . ' child. He was glad to have her back, but he chuld have wdshed that she' had not gone awray, since he paid the freight in both directions. And now here was himself in New' York and nothing to show for all the spilt milk of time, ! , i money and emotions. At the critical moment Daphne mentioned that1 the star whose understudy she was would earn fifty thousand dollars that year in spite of the hard times. Fifty thousand dollars had a musical sound 'to Wesleys ears. If Daphne could earn a tenth of that he would believe in miracles. Where were you .planning to live, With honey," while yourq acting? Bayard, I suppose. Oh, no, said Daphne; weve ruined his honeymoon enough already. Who with, then? Oh, by myself, I suppose. Good Lord!, you couldnt do that very well a young girl like you. Why not? she said. He turned pale. This was like being asked why babies were found under cabbage leaves. He Was an father, and he had never been able to rise to the new school of discussing vitally important topics with the children vitally interested. Vhy, why, he stammered, why, because nobody does it, honey. Nice girls dont live alone. ' Daphne studied him with a tender amusement. lie was so innocent in his w ay, in spite of all he must know. She 'understood what he was thinking of. She w as sophisticated in the manner of the nice girl of her time and she liked to trdafr submerged themes with chan candor. She thought that prudery was a form of slavery. If youve just got to stay in New York and just got tot work your mother could stay filth you, I suppose. But what beCbmefe bf you and your home? O .. Ill get along somehow. I dont -- son-in-la- i . ' matter." This broke her heart. She cried out : But you do matter, daddy; you matter terribly. Cant you understand, daddy, that Fra trying to relieve you and make myself useful, instead of a parasite? Thousands of women live atone professional women, art students, music students, college girls, normal-schoo- l women, besides the women in shops and factories. Its coming more and more. But youre not brought up to a trade." back. Dont you think women can be, trusted as far as convicts? I suppose so, he sighed. But he was convinced of the security of neither .the convicts nor of the women under these new anarchies. He was convinced of only one thing, and that was his helplessness. Daphne took him home in a taxicab. At the apartment they caught Bayard just rushing for his office. He greeted his father with whirlwind affection, but he knew that he would please Wesley better by hurrying on to his office than by neglecting his business for the purpose of entertainment. Wesley took Leila by storm with his lavish and whole-hearte- d praise. He had not seen her before. He gathered her to his breast, then held her out at arms length to praise her and to praise Bayard for bringing her into the family. Mrs. Kip did not delay long the assault on Daphnes position. But Wes-ley said : Weve had a long talk and I guess shes pretty set in her way. Shes a good girl, though, mamma. And she knows her own mind better than we do. Anyways, its her own mind. Let her have her way and if anything goes wrong she can always come back home. His wife boiled over. It made her feel as much at home as an old kettle on a stove to have her husband there to boil over on : Wesley Kip, are you going to set there and encourage that girl to ruin her life and her reputation without doing anything to protect ' her? ' Oh, I guess shes not going to ruin anything. After all, the best way to ' protect folks is to trust em. It was bald plagiarism, but Daphne made no complaint. Wesley got into trouble at once, however, by making tiie suggestion that his wife remain as a companion for her child. Mrs. Kip took it as a sign that he wanted to get rid of her, and Daphne refused to take it at all. Wesley sat pondering in silence for a while; theri he rose and, mumbling, Be back in a little while, took his hat and went out. They wondered what mischief he was up to and what folly he would commit. . He came back in half an hour with a smile of success. I guess its all right. ,1 been thinking about all the different things been said. We dont want Daphne living by herself and she dont feel like she ought to trespass on Leilas home; so I got an idea and went down and saw the janitor or superintendent or whatever he is, and I asked him mightnt it be there was somebody in this building wanted to rent a room to a nice girl. And he said there was a young couple felt the rent was a little high and had an extra room. So we went up and took a look at it. Right nice young woman, name of Chlvvis or something like that ; said shed be glad to take my daughter in. I was thinking that if Daphne was up there she could see Bayard and Leila when she was lonesome or anything; and shed be handy where they could keep an eye on her if she got sick or anything." The throe women looked at him in amazement. lie lmd solved the riddle Hint baffled them all and had compromised the Irreconcllables. "Ill bet the place Is n sight and the woman' a freak, said Mrs. Kip. Lets go have a look at her." So nil four went up in the elevator to the top floor. They were about to rlilg the bell of 'one of the big front apartments like Bayards but Wesley checked them. . , Itij in the back. The women exchanged glances and smiles behind the important shoulder blades of Wesley, the manager. He rang a bell and a young woman opened the door. As Leila said Afterward : "Sho had the whole map of New England In her face, and her middle I wish I had been. Well, that's a new complaint, anywell of course you way, but wouldnt do anj thing wrong; but if you lived alone youd be misjudged, and men would keep throwing temptation in your way. I had plenty of that when I was living at home. lie cried out In pain at Daphne I the very thought. She went on, ediwatlng him with n vengeance: "Plenty of temptation and plenty of opportunity, daddy. It wasnt your fmUf. fou gave me all the protection that anybody could, daddy. But you cufrt protect people all the time. Ahd It was when you (rusted mo most that you protected me most. People are Ju'jt beginning jo realize that even In penitentiaries tnc higher the walls and the stricter the guards the more prisoners try to escape. u ling convicts out to work Theyre w with no guards at all. mime vns Bostr m roads And they do their weal m Rut she was young, in a placid. vne s - Pu- - should have other whenever she called on him. Daphne reached the theater at seven oclock and sat in the dark on a canvas rock, watching the, stage hands gather and listening to their repartee. Batterson arrived at length. He was in one of his humane moods'. He asked Daphne if she had memorized her lines and she said she had. He told her that he would give her another rehearsal the next day after breakfast. After breakfast, he-- explained, was one oclock p. m.' Next morning Daphne presented herself to Batterson and endured one of his rehearsals, with his assistant reading all the cues in a lifeless voice. Batterson was more discouraged than she was. He showed it for a time by a patience that was of the sort one shows to a shy imbecile. He was so restrained that Daphne broke out for him, Do you think I am a complete idiot, Mr. Batterson? Far from it, my dear, said BatterYou are a very intelligent young son, woman. The trouble is that you are too intelligent for the childs play of the stage. Its all a kind of big nursery and you cant forget that facts are not facts in this toy game. If you could let yourself go and be foolish and play doll house you might succeed. Its hard even when you know, how. But its Impossible as long as you try to reason it out. Its like music and fiction and all the arts. Youve got to pretend or you cant feel and you cant make anybody else feel. And that, indeed, was Daphnes agony. She could not release her imagination or command her clear vision to sge What was not there. Night 'after night she reported at n the theater and left It when the, rose. On one of these evenings Tom Duane met her oritside the stage door. His apology was that he felt it ' his duty to look after his client. 'to Tide invited home in jHd Daphne his car, which was waiting at the curb. She declined with thanks!' He urged cur-'tai- r ! She! ,tite for anothers autobiography. found it easy to tell him of her difficulties! He extracted encouragement or? indirect compliment out bf ali of ' them. When they arrived at her apartment house she said, Sorry I cant ask you and up, but I have no reception room, Im tired out, . . . , , . ' . You have wasted enough of your Ill see you to time on me, he said. . i , the elevator, r As Daphne stepped into the hallway she found Clay Wlmburnr there,; waiting grimly. He sprang to his feet with a gasp of relief. He. caught sight of Duane and his joy died instantly. Wimburn loved Daphne and wanted her for his own. He had counted her his own, and still had neither refunded the engagement ring nor paid for It. Daphne was more pleased with Wim-burmisery than with Duanes fe' . licity. Wont you come up, ' Clay? she asked. He murmured, Can we be alone for , a little talk?" 'Im afraid not The Chiwises, you know. Will you take a little walk with me in the park? All right, she said as she led the Im pretty way out into the street tired, though. I walked home from the theater. "With Duane! Clay snarled. "You werent too tired for that Daphne thought of the motor ride dnd the supper she had declined. She said, Are you dragging me out here for the sake of a light? Therell be no fight if youll cut out that man Duane., . Am I to have no friends at all? You can have all yw want, provided Let me give you one little hint, Clay, for your own information. Every time this Mr. Duane that youre so afraid of meets me he does his best to help me get my chance and he tells me only pleasant things. Every time youve come to see me lately youve been either a sick cat or a roaring ' tiger. She was planning to urge him to help her and make their meetings rosier. But, lover-likhe took umbrage and pain and despair from her advice, and since they were again at the vestibule he' Sighed, Good night, Mrs. Duane, and flung out into the dark. Daphne sighed, and the poor elevator man who saw so much of this sort of thing sighed with her and for her. i . ' i that she take a little spin in the park. She declined without thanks. He sighed thut It was a pity to lose the , moonlight. She said she would get enough when she walked home, lie asked if he might toddle along." She could hardly refuse without crassly insulting him. They loitered slowly up the quiet reach of Seventh avenue. 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' I this while Daphne was kept ip readiness to take Miss Kembles part in case the Illness of her child should result in death and in the further case that she should be unable to finish her With the theatrical performances. season in such bad estate and most of Reben.s companies and theaters losing money heavily, Sheila Kemble was his one certain dependence.He called - her his breadwinner. i Miss Kembles baby passed the crisis and recovered. And then the mother, worn out with the double strain, caught a little chill that became a Minding, choking cold. She went through the Saturday matinee in a whisper, but the night performance was beyond her. And now at last Daphnes chance arrived. The Saturday night house was enormous in Spite of the heat. There were enough people there to make fourteen hundred dollars twenty-fiv- e ! hundred for the day. Daphne, trudging to the theater for her usual stupid rebuff, walked Into this crisis of her life, Reben himself knocked at her dressing room door where Miss Winsor was He helping her with her make-uimplored her to be calm, and he was so tremulous "ihat he stuttered. He told her that if she made good he would let her ' play the part till Miss Kemble got 'well. He would pay her a handsome bonus. He would put her out at the head of a number two company next season. Batterson came at last and ordered him off the stage. Reben obeyed him. Then Batterson talked to her. He told her .that there was no reason to fear the housp. ' A Saturday night audience was! alwiys easy. It wanted Its moneys worth! It would help to get it. Im not T see, said Daphne. afraid of the audience. Then what on earth are you afraid p. ' !f ways told me. The curtain rose. Miss Winsor and the young man skipped onto their job ; the butler stalked ; Eldon entered and Wade his exit. Mrs. VIning spread her skirts and sailed on, then Eldon went back'. Finally Daphnes cue ' came. a little as Batter-so- n was startled She nudged her forward. She went to the door and opened it on her new career to make her public debut with How d you do? tiie She saw before her the drawing room la a weird light. Beyond It was a fiercely radiant fog and beyond that an agglomeration of faces the mass of tomato enns that she was not going to be afraid of. And she vas qpt afraid. She wus curious to study them. She was eager to remember her lines. And she remembered them. Then cues came more or less far apart and each evoked from her mind the appropriate answer. She made never a slip, and yet she began to realize that Mr. Eldon seemed unhappy. j At length she realized that tno audl-- 1 WITH GREAT " POETS John Greenieaf Whittle Has Written His Name Among the Immortals V " , of the Earth. ( All " ' e, ! ' Habit . Im' afraid of me! Oh, Batterson laughed scornfully. Youre going to score a knockyou out. Youre going to make a big hit! so youve alYes,1" said Daphne, ' A Valuable -- of? She Reached the Theater at Seven oClock and Sat in the Dark on a Canvaa Rock Watching 'he Stage Hands Gather, and to l' Their Repartee. 'ence wrs strangely quiet. A sense of vaulty emptiness oppressed her. She went on with her lines. 'She understood at last that .she was getting no laughs. She was hot provoking those punctuating roars that Shelia. Kemble brought, forth,. The audience had evi-1 dently had a hard week, , . She, decided that she musL.be playing .too quietly ; j3ha quickened her tempo and threw more vivacity into her manner. She moved briskly about the scene, to Eldons bewilderment He seemed unable tgfindjbqr. She went through to the bitter end and' spoke every 'line. Butf the audience was not with, herjqr a moment She used all her intellect to find the secret of its pleasure, but she could ,pot surprise it. , She tried harder and harder, acted with the intense devotion of a wrestling bont, but she could i not score a point ' ; The company looked worried and fagged.. The audience would not rise to anything humor, pathos, thrill. When the play was over everyone seemed to avoid her. She rubbed off her make-u- p and resumed her, mufti. As she walked out ' I wont." , . , aVJJ.W. , John Greenleaf Whittier, one of the best loved and most famous of Amer lean poets, and, perhaps, the most ardent Tibolitionist" known to United ! States history,- was born' December IT ' near Haverhill, Mass. He;was apprenticed to journalism and became an editor at the early age of twenty-two- . He held various editorial positions, and throughout his life devoted Jiimself to the writing of both prose and poetry, having no doubt" a deep inspiration in that he belonged to the sjime age that gave Emerson and Longfellow to Amer- - : tea and Tennyson and the Brownings to England. With such as his content- - ; ! porartes Whittier, being himself bless-ed with natural talents, coqld do no ; less than what he did in literature Whittier, however, Is better known to fame because of his poems."Hta ' prose Is not So exalted, though trne. He wrote My Psalm, Barclay. ,ot. At Sun-- , Barbara Frietchle, Ury, down and various other wonderful He lived to be eighty-fiv- e poems. years old, dying peacefully September 1 ., -- Then go home and dont get married." I wont go home. Theres one other place to go. Good night. , , , " 7, 1892.' , He walked off and she was left alone. She had the stage to herself. LABOR DRIVEN .TO ITS LIMIT She stood in the big void and felt . , i j alien forever alien. She shook her Hardest of Hard Work Demanded of head. This place was not for her. Boatmen in the Early Days ' She had been tried in the balance and of the Country. found wanting. She wondered if there were anywhere a balance that she The high moral courage of the miscould bring down. sionaries who strove to convert the She dreaded the forlorn journey Indians of the Canadian Northwest Is home to her dreary room. As she well Illustrated by the life of Father stepped out of the door someone Lacombe,- - who dared to rebuke Chief moved forward with uplifted hat. It - Factor Rowan of the Hudson Bay was Tom Duane. He looked . very company for heirtlesfeness 'toward the spick and span, His smile illumined companys fnen , Katherine Hughes the dull street and his hand clasped describes the Incident In her biography hers with a saving strength. It lifted of Father Lacombe. The factor and .her from the depths like a rope let the priest were Journeying to Edmon' ! down from the sky.-- ' ton In a keel boat towed by a comDaphne would have been more conpany of cordeliers. tent if Duane had been Clay Wimburn. Of the boatmans toll Father. Hoto-bIt was Clays duty there at such lcombe has written: Imagine, if you a time, of all times. a few hours on j please, after resting Of course he did not know that this the bare earth, to hear at 3 oclock the night was to ha crucial for her, but cry, Level Level Et puls, hurrah! be should have8 known. Mr. Duane to pull and pull on the Jines drawing knew. It never occurred to Daphne the heavy boat up against the current, that Reben had warned Duane of the walking In the mud, the rocks, the debut of his protegee and had invited swamp, along cliffs, nnd sometimes In him in fact, had dared him to watch water to their armpits and this under the test of her abilities. a burning sun or beating rain from All she knew was that Duane was early morning until darkness fell about f proffering homage and smiles and the 9 oclock. Without havjng seen it one prefaces of courtship. Daphne might can form no Idea dfthe hardships, have failed to gain the hearts of her the cruel fatigues, of these boatmen. Youth's Companion. . audience, for all her toll, but here was a heart that was hers without effort Aid In Perhaps Duane was her career. He It Is a good practice for people to was at least an audience that she could sway. And she was miserably in need make a practice of doing something of some one that would pay her the every day for their development, that they dont want to do, And then to tribute of submission. So now when he said, Wont you deny themselves every day something let me take you home In my car?" she they want. This should not be for a day, a week or a year, but a life work. mescould hardly snub a heaven-sen- t In no other way can a man become senger. She said, Thank you youre very master of himself. Dr. J. H. Telden. . t kind but ' And Oh, all right Prsspects of Palestine. she bounded In. Palestine has never had a 1 When Duane said: You must be boundary except' the sea on Its hungry after all that ' hard work. wfit, but It Is understood to be about Arent you? she said, Yes, I guess I Ifi.OOO miles In extent. Much of this am a little." , , area Is too dry and rocky for'tlllnge; When he said, Where shall we eat? large pnrts are too dry even for cuttlo she answered, Anywhere. or sheep. ! Claremont? he suggested. , This startled her, gave her pause. The Movie 'Tariff. ?et there was something piquant about wns told - to rdm over and narold '( Ihe proposal. see what the prices were for $,fipeclal picture showing at the movlea that evening. When he ciime' hack be fh Id : Its 11 cents for chlldreni and 17 cents for the overgqon. , . ' i e , t 1 well-define- d ' . , - Gigantic Amaxon. The Amazon drains an area of 2,(10'' 000 square miles ten times the area France and li connection with the n er arid Its trllmrnrlea there are said io be 50.000 mllca of navigable water. ' (TO BB CONTINUED.) I |