Show GEORGE n r r 0 II 11 A LOVE LOTIE STORY OF pa PARIS pj S DU MAURIER B TRILBY R this famous novel is la given in serial form to readers of this news FAMOUS J JK paper through arrange arrangement ment with richard walton walten tully pro ducer nf of the tho screen vers hersl version ion and first national pictures inc STORY OT 1 UK air I 1 is distributor of the motion botio n picture copyright and this heartrending tra degy this great historical epic in two dozen lines at which some five or six thousand gay french people are sniffing and mopping their eyes like so fao many is just a common old french comic song a mere nursery y ditty like little bopeep bo peep to the tune wo we wont go home till morning till daylight doth appear and after a second or two of silence oppressive and impressive as that which occurs at a burial when the handful of earth is being dropped on the coffin lid the audience bursts once more into mad deness and la Sv ngali engall who accepts no encores has to bow for five minutes standing amid a sea of flowers then comes her great and final performance the orchestra swiftly plays the first four bars of the I 1 bass in chapins Cho pins impromptu A 1 flat and suddenly without words as a light nymph catching the whirl of a double skipping rope la sven gall gali breaks in and vocalizes that astounding piece of musio that so few pianists can even play but no pianist has ever given out such notes as these every single phrase is a string of perfect gems of purest ray serene strung together on a loose golden thread the higher and shriller sh riller she sings flings the sweeter it is higher and shriller sh riller than any woman had ever sung before waves of sweet and tender the very heart and essence of 0 innocent high spirited girlhood alive to all that is simple and joyous and elementary in nature the freshness of the morning the ripple of the stream the click of 0 the mill tile the mcp of wind in the trees the song of the lark in the cloudless sky the sun arli the dew the scent of early flowers and summer woods and meadows the sight of birds and bees and butterflies and frolic some young animals at play all the S sights and scents and sounds that th at are the birthright of happy children happy savages in favored climes things within the remembrance and the reach of most of us I 1 all this the memory and the feel of it are in trilbus bys voice as she warbles that long smooth lilting dancing laugh that wondrous song without words and those who hear feel it all and remember it with her it Is on oil no words no pictures could ever do the like so that the tears that are shed out of all these many french eyes are tears of pure un mixed delight in happy reminiscence chopin it is true may have meant something quite different a hothouse hot house perhaps with orchids and arum lilies and tube roses and hydrangea but that is neither here nor there then comes the slow movement the sudden adagio with its capricious ornaments the waking of the virgin heart the st stirring of the sap the dawn of love its doubts and fears and questionings mellow powerful deep chest notes are like the pealing of 0 great golden bells with a light little pearl shower tinkling round drops from the up per fringe of her grand voice as is she shakes it then back again the quick part childhood once more da capo only quicker hurry hurry but distinct as aa ever loud and shrill and sweet beyond compare drowning the orchestra or of a piercing quality quite qu to ineffable a joy there is no telling a clear purling crystal stream that gurgles and foams and bubbles along over sunlit stones a wonder a worlds delight and there is not a sign of effort of difficulty overcome all through trilbus bys smiles were broad angelic smile her lips well parted her big white w hite teeth glistening as she ahe gently jerks her head from side to side in time to engalls Sv baton as it if to shake the willing notes out quicker and higher and shriller sh riller part VI continued and in a minute or two it is all over like the lovely bouquet of fireworks at the end of the show and she ahe lets what remains rem ains of it die out and away like the afterglow of fading bengal fires her voice receding into the distance coming back to you like an echo from all round from anywhere you please quite soft hardly more than a breath but such a breath then one last chromatically ascending rocket roe e pianissimo up to E in alt and the then darkness and silence and after a little pause the many headed beaded rises risea as one and waves its ais hats biats and sticks and hand kerchiefs and abd stamps and shouts vive la ngali vive la Sv engall ngali rigali steps on to the opi plat at orm orin by his cifes side and kisses her liand hand and they both bow them copyright 1894 by harper bros by gerald du maurier and may du selver backward through the curtains which fall to rise again and again and again on this astounding pair such was la Sv engalls debut in paris Parl S it had lasted little over an all ho hour ur one quarter of 0 which at least leas t had bad been spent in plaudits pl audits and e courtesies 0 11 arte rte our three heroes walked back to the boulevards the only silent ones amid the throng that poured through the rue st honore as the cirque des Bashiba emptied itself of its overexcited over excited audience they went arm in arm as usual but this time little billee was in the middle he wished to feel on oil each side of him the warm and genial contact of his hib two beloved old friends it seemed as if they had suddenly been restored to him after five long years of separation his heart was overflowing with affection for them too full to speak just yet overflowing indeed with the love of love the love of life the love of death the love of al all i that is and ever was and ever will be just as in his old way he could have hugged them both in the open street before the whole world and the delight of it was that this was no dream about that there was no mistake JH ahe e was himself again at last after five years and wide awake and he owed it all to trilby 1 and what did he feel for trilby he tell yet it was too vast as yet to be measured and alas it was weighted with such a burden of sorrow and regret that he might well put off the thought of it a little while longer and gather in what bliss he might like the man whose hearing rias has been restored after long years he would revel in ia the mere physical delight of hearing for a space and not go out of his way as yet to listen for the bad news that was already in the air and would come to roost quito soon enough taffy and the laird were silent also trilbus bys voice was still in their ears and hearts her image in their eyes and utter bewilderment still oppressed them and kept them dumb it was a warm and balmy night almost like midsummer and they stopped at the first cafe they met on the boulevards Boule varde d de e la A madeleine adeleine 1 comme autre autrefois fols and ordered bocks 0 of beer and sat at a little table on the pai pavement the only one unoccupied for the cafe was already crowded the hum of lively talk was great and la ngali was in every mouth the laird was the first to speak he emptied his bock at a draught and called for another and lit a cigar and said 1 I dont believe it was trilby after alev all it was the first time her name had been mentioned between them that evening and tor for five years good heavens said taffy can you doubt it oh yes that was trilby said little billee the laird proceeded to explain that putting aside the impossibility lity of trilbus bys ever being taught to ling ing in tune and her well remembered loathing for sven gall gali he had bad narrowly scanned her face through his opera glass and found that in spite of a likeness liken quite marvelous marve lons there were well marked differences her face was narrower and longer her eyes larger andl and their expression not the same then she seemed taller and stouter and her shoulders broader and more drooping and so forth but the others hear of it and voted him cracked and declared they even recognized the peculiar twang of her old speaking voice in the voice she now sang san with especially when she sang low down and they all three fell to discussing the wonders of her performance for mance like everybody elso else all round little billee leading with an eloquence and a a seeming of technical musical knowledge that quite impressed them and made them feel happy and at ease for they were an anxious for his sake about the effect this sudden and so unexpected sight or of her would have upon him after all that had passed lie he seemed transcendently happy and elate incomprehensibly so in fact and looked at them both with quite a new light in his eyes as if all the music he had heard had trebled not only his joy in being alive but his pleasure at t being with them evidently lie he had quite outgrown ills his old passion tor for her and that was a comfort indeed but little billee knew better ho he knew that his old passion for her r had all a come back and was a so overwhelming and immense that he could not feel it just the VIL hideous yet aar no yet pangs of a jealousy so consuming that it would burn big ls life up he gave himself ai another iother twenty four hours but he had not to wait so long maurlee coles he woke up after a short un uneasy easy sleep that very night to find that the flood was over him and he realized how hopelessly desperately wickedly insanely he loved th this 1 woman who might have been his b but u t was now the wife of abnot another her m man a n a greater than he and on one t to 0 whom she owed it that she ahe was wab more glorious than any other woman on earth a queen among q queens beens a goddess for what was any earthly throne compared to that she established in the hea hearts rig and souls of all who came within the sight and hearing of her beautiful as she was besides beamut beautiful ifal beautiful and A nd what must be her love tor for the man who had taught her and trained her and revealed her tower towering lug genius to herself and i to the world a in man an resplendent also handsome and tall and eom corn manding a great artist from the crown of his head to the sole of his foot and the remembrance of them i hand in hand master and pupil A i husband and wife smiling and i bowing in the face of all that SDI asplen en i did tumult they had called forth and could not quell stung and tortured and maddened him so that lie he could not lie still but got up tip 1 and raged and rampaged up and down his hot narrow stuffy bed room and longed for his old fa millar brain disease to come back f and narcotize his trouble and be f his friend and stay with him till he died I 1 where was he to fly for relief from such new memories as these which would never cease and the old memories and all the glamour and grace of 0 them that had been so 4 suddenly called out of 0 the grave and how could he escape now that J he felt the sight of her face and the sound of her voice would be a craving a daily want like that thal oc some poor staT starring ving outcast for warmth and meat and drink and little innocent pathetic ineffable well remembered sweetness es of her changing face kept paint ing themselves on his retina and incomparable tones of this new nent thing her voice her infinite voice went ringing in his head till he all 1 but shrieked aloud in his agony and then the poisoned and delirious sweetness of those mad kisses by hopeless fancy feigned on lips that are for others and then the grew some physical jealousy that miserable inheritance of all artistic sons of adam that plague and torment of the dramatic plastic I 1 imagination agitation in agi nation which can idealize so well and yet real ize adaso keenly after three or i four hours spent like this he could stand it no longer madness was 1 lying his way so he hurried on a garment and went and knocked at door I 1 good god the matter with you exclaimed the good j taffy as little billee tumbled into his room calling out oh taffy taffy love ive g g gone mad I 1 think and then shiver ing all over and stammering incoherently herent ly he tried to tell his friend what was the matter matteal with him with great simplicity taffy in much alarm slipped on his trousers and made little billio billee got get into his bed and sat by his side holding his hand he was greatly perplexed fearing the recurrence of another attack like that of five years back bach he dare leave him for an instant to wake the laird and send for a doctor suddenly little billee buried his bli face in the pillow and began to sob A aj and some instinct told taffy this was the best thing that could nap j pen the boy had always been a highly strung emotional over ex cita blei oversensitive over sensitive and quite uncontrolled mammy si darling a 6 crybaby cry baby sort of chap who bad never been to school it was au all a 3 part of his genius and also a parl pa of his charm it would do nim good once more to have a good bin after five ayearst years after a while will little billee grow grew quieter and then suddenly he said what a anil able ass you must tak think me what an unmanly duffer why my friend why lahy tor for going on in this idiotic I 1 it wa way Y I 1 really help beso went mad I 1 tell you jove a III ir walking up and down my roon room med to go s seemed night till everything see round 11 so have L I 1 you what that for it the very same reason 1 what I was just as fond of trilby 11 y to as you were bwy she happened prefer you ayou what ha cried little were fond of trilby 1 I believe you my ha inlove with hera her 1 I believe you my boy 1 shet she never nevar kno o it then oh she did yes to be conten continued ed ra |