Walker Lake bulletin. (Hawthorne, Nev.) 1883-1926, 1903-10-30
HER CAREER.
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Its way gracefully In and out the wind
ing paths. Among the cushions which
were piled In luxurious confusion Il
young man lay laziy pulling cigar
and watching between the clouds OF
smoke the sweet face Of the girl op-
posite, as she sklllfully guided their
light bark homeward.
Then you are determinedT re-
marked the young man. as he puffed
ring Of smoke and watched 1t disap-
pear. Quite" came promptly from
the girl, and she smiled as II It were
waste of time for her to have any
doubts on the subject uppermost in her
mind Silence reigned until broken by
her companion, who exclaimed, impa-
tiently: Beatrice, why can't you lis
ten to reason? | have told you of the
life which actresses lead! | do not
mean morally. | know you are strong
and good. In fact" In a softer tone,
the dearest and best little girl ON
earth; but the hardships they endure
are appalling even to a masculine
mind"
80, to your mind, man Is better
able to endure hardship, overcome
temptations and meet success than a
woman" Indignantly. Another good
reason to continue on my chosen path,
to show just such men as you what
we can DO" She smiled triumphant
ly, and vigorously piled the paddle.
Soon they arrived az the landing, and
after having housed the canoe, walked
leisurely homsward. "A penny for your
thoughts, little GIRL he said, playfully
They are worth more" she an
swered, her voice filled with emotion.
II was thinking OF this dear old place
that viii have to leave: all the old
familiar associations, too"
"Oh, becoming homesick SO soon2
What will 1t be when you are really
Comet l understand, dear. /, too, have
left home and friends, and-but you
are determinsdT
Burton. don't" she said. appealing
ly. You make 1t so hard" she con-
tinued, the tears gathering on her
iashes. II try to be 80 brave and
accomplish something. l must make It
success. l have made a good start
Everyone (but you encourages me- l
know the life is hard, but 1t would not
be true success II 1t came easily; and
am willing to try, oh! so hard" And
she smiled at him through her tears.
II leave tomorrow" Burton said, as
they reached the gate of her home
'and God only knows when | shall see
you again. You start on the road In
September, believe you said" try
ing hard to betray no anxiety. She
turned her head. He bent forward
and looked tenderly into her face; but
this last was too much, and, bursting
into sobs, she buried her head on his
shoulder and cried as though her heart
would break. He clasped her to him
and said: Beatrice. promise me
should you ever need friend you will
come to me. and II you ever give up
this life you will be my own little
wife for better or for worse!'' Kiss
ing her passionately, he put her from
him, while with dropping head she re-
piled, slowly; 81 promise, Burton
mile. Ninon, am so sorry, but your
violin accompanist has met with an
accident, and l have had to engage a
new man, very fine musician,
though. May ask you to be in readi-
ness In about five minutesr" and with
out further ado the busy manager
rushed back TO his place on the stage.
leaving Mile. Ninon very much irri-
tated by the news. 1t was so annoying
to be obliged 20 rehearse with new
man at the last moment. But after all
the little prima donna was warm heart
ed, and It was her old friends acci-
dent which concerned her Most
Seven years ago we knew Mile.
Ninon as Beatrice Diliaway, a young
girl full OF lofty ambitions; to-day she
is a successful singer. and the old
yiolinist had been like a father to her
through all her trials and she loved
the venerable musician and felt sad on
account OF his Illness. Then she unused
on the past and wondered why she had
not heard from Burton In the last four
years. and II he had heard OF her sue
cess. A little sigh escaped her as she
arose In answer TO her call bell.
A hush sell upon the company as
Mile Ninon began to sing. She did not
notice the new musician; she had for
gotten all save the tender words of her
song-her whole heart and soul were
In the rendering of 1t, and rs II died
out In low tones of love and ecstasy
her eyes dwelt on the new violinist
with a bewildered expression. Before
she was aware Of 1t. Burton Leslie, for
It was he, imprisoned her hands In his.
and, regardless of the assembled COM
pany, was exclaiming: Beatrice,
Beatrice. how you have changed. But
/ should know you anywhere" Then
followed explanations while the COM
pAny, silently dismissed By the man