The Kalispell bee. [volume] (Kalispell, Mont.) 1900-192?, 1903-04-07

SAYS she shall have it first if he has to
| wait ten years for her ! think that's
dreadful, to waste your youth like that
But if it's the way to bring her up to
him suppose it's right"
Then she came down to the actual
news of the matter. 1t appeared that
Miss Lee had played only small parts
| and had had Indifferent success in
| them. She had seemed likely to miss
an engagement altogether in the cur
rent season and had shed many tears
about it, but Wilton had kept her spir-
it's up Suddenly an Unhoped for
| chance had come to read Il leading part
In competition with several other ac-
tresses of much greater reputation.
IL don't think she'll get it." said Mrs.
McAndrew, but Mr.. Wilton says that
that doesn't make any difference. It's
a question of doing your best. he says.
"rhere may be something in that" |
admitted.
On the following afternoon had the
pleasure of hearing Miss Lee again.
The ease with which sound Travelled
through those black doors and heavy
me what Il mouse for stiffness my land
lady must have been. ! was home rath-
er earlier than usual that day, and for
full hour l heard a most distressful
outcry. When | first came in, Miss Lee
seemed to be pleading that somebody
shouldn't be told Of something
Don't tell Lionel. Don't tell Lilo
nell" she reiterated And Wilton was
all the time insisting that she didn't
take it hard enough.
Then they went back to Il hysterical
, scene. and it ended i'll a case of gcnu-
inc hysteria, with Miss Lee weeping
upon our landlady's bosom and dcclar-
: ing that she would never, never, never
9 amount to anything; that she might as
= we'll give up and marry Mr.. Wilton if
/ he could still care for her. And | could
5 hear Mrs McAndrcw soothing her and
telling her that she spoke her lines
f "pcrfectly lovely" while Wilton paced
= the floor With heavy tread and re,
! morselcssly called upon the poor girl to
o brace up and try it again.
$ For my own part this and subsequent
II rehearSalS convinced me that Miss Lee
e. did not possess what the late Mr.. Nc
| Andrew had called the spark" by
It my way of thinking she was strained
1t and unnatural, and Wilton was all the
A. time trying to make her more so. He
le would say constantly: Build it up
IN Hold it up. Work. You've got to Suf
1t fer in this part That's what it's for
III That's what genius is for-to voice thu
Cry of the human soul. l want t.
)" hear your soul sobbing in agony, an'
a then I'll be satisfied
This seemed unkind from man VIII,
e. loved her, but tender hearted Mrs. Nc
at Andrew approved the sentiment.
tie One day l ventured to say to on
ed landlady that l thought Miss Lee ha
ISIS mistaken her vocation. The effect wa
S. remarkable and unexpected. Mrs. No
rs Andrew looked at me with sort Q
ief pitiful distrust, with panied SUI
of prise. and from that time she neve
mentioned Miss Lees efforts and asp
ac- rations
lch A few days later the agony in til
let front parlor seemed to eliminate, and
ed, heard no more of it. l judged tn;
Miss Lee had had her reading and ha
nth peen found wanting. She appeared
the table always with look of d
re- spair, and there We're dark lines und
lily her pretty eyes. Mrs. McAndre
never passed her chair without layir
low q caressing hand upon her shoulde