The star. (Reynoldsville, Pa.) 1892-1946, 1897-03-17

else. You're rs good as the best of 'em,
though it's money out of my pocket to
tell you so! You'll need some drilling
about the stage business of course; that
But don't you worry, I'll fix it all right!
You've got a month or six weeks re-
hearsals, and you'll catch on as quick as
most gals, guess"
Thus far the glory and delight of the
merely musical aspect of the adventure
had so dazzled Beatrix's eyes that she
had thought of nothing else, but now II
new idea entered her head.
cam to be paid for doing thisr' she
asked, glancing from her father to Jocc-
lyn. "Of course mean by and by-if
l succeed. Is that what you meant
when you talked about my winning
fortunep But would rather not make
money in that way-I would rather
make it in some other way than by sing
ing, because But | couldn't
make it in any other way, suppose"
she added, faltering little. Singing
is all can do! And, after all, it would
be good if my singing would help pay
even of music, would it, papa? wouldn't
take money to get rich, but would to
prevent your being troubled any more
by Oh, papa, can it be true:
I'm sure you are very kind, Gen. lingo;
and thank you FOR telling him of me,
Mr.. Jocelyn."
This speech-a broken medley of mu-
sical tones, smiles, wet eyelashes, pauses
of reflection and eager utterance-ccm-
pleted the generals captivation. He
thumped his fat fist down on the table
cloth and exclaimed, by Jupiter! gen
tlemen, move we drink the health of
the new prima donna"-
"And christen her at the same time,
put in Jocelyn quickly. "You haven't
heard your new stage name, Beatrix.
Henceforward you are to be known to
the world, not as Beatrix Randolph, but
as-what is 1t, general?"
"Mademoiselle Marana," said lingo
"Here's Mademoiselle Marana's health
boys! May she stand at the top of the
profession, and sing pearls and diamonds,
like the gal in the fairy tale! Down she
goes!"
Cup she goes! you mean," said Joce,
lyn laughing. "Well, mademoiselle,
how do you like your new namey'
"It's very pretty" answered she; "but
how did get it9"
"If you or your father had been in
New York lately you wouldn't need to
ask. The name Of Mademoiselle Ma.
rama, the great prima donna from St
Petersburg and Moscow, is placarded all
over town. All the world is agog to see
and hear her. The new opera house was
built expressly for her."
"But how
"rm going to tell you. There's an.
other lady somewhere, who sings under
that name, and whom lingo had invited
to sing here. But she refused to keeE
her word at the last moment, and since
the public must have some new divinity
to worship, and since know it would
be painful to your father to have you
appear under your own name, advised
lingo to put you in her place. That's the
whole story"
Beatrix's clear eyes grew troubled. "It
doesn't seem right to pretend to be an
other person-it would be deceiving peo
ple," she said.
Nobody goes on the stage under hi
own naine," replied Jocelyn. ITO 90 OF
the stage is to change your identity, and
become some one else. Nobody's de
ceived, because nobody expects anything
else."
But Beatrix at once detected the flaw
in this argument. "Why should I b,
called Marana?" she demanded. "Why
not give ine some other name that no
body has?'
1T seems to me that that might b,