Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1904-01-14

preceding nlBnJ-DuL ne Olu not regret
the cost.
II shall get 1t back thousand fold"
he muttered; "and If it wer not so
would not care. would give my
hearts blood to win one word-one
look of love from her. But patience,
patience! The prize is almost within
my grasp! Joan-my love, my dar-
ling, my queen-and the two mil.
| lions of money"
CHAPTER XXI.
1t was the first night of "a False
Love-" and the Coronet was crowded
Not only the first nighters" present,
but the ultra-fashionable world, the
mysterious class known as society"
moved to curiosity by all that had
been said and written concerning Miss
Ida Trevelyan, was there so that the
pit and upper circle were filled with
persons who usually occupy the dress
seats, and the gallery was dotted here
and there with evening attire.
1t was said that as much as ten
pounds had been offered for a stall,
and that many of the dress circle
seats had been sold by the spectators
fer guinea.
Mr. Giffard was, as usual with him
on first nights, calm but serious, and
deep and intense anxiety reigned
behind the curtains.
1t was to be critical test for the
new actress. She had succeeded as a
Fairy Queen; it now remained to be
seen whether she was worthy of any
thing higher or whether she would
have to stick to playing pantomime
and burlesque.
Joan fully realized the importance
OF the occasion, but she was hopeful.
though very quiet and reserved.
She had done all that she could do
to prepare for the ordeal and like all
persons who have done their best, she
awaited the result with composure
Emily ran in and out of the dress
ing'room every now and then, much
more excited and agitated than Joan,
and uttered bird-like notes of en-
enlargement OF her own part the
unselfish little mite scarcely thought
In comparison with Joan's
You'll bring the house down.
dear!" she said. DO you remember
your first night, your first appear.
ance?"
I'm not likely to forget it," said
Joan, smiling.
Wei. they made row enough then,
but it is nothing to what they will
do tonight; you'll see!"
And nothing to what they will do
If fall" said Joan.
Fall" exclaimed Emily, scorn.
tnlly, and the dresser, as she put The
finishing touch to the magnific any
evening dress in which Joan was to
apear in the first act, laughed in
harmony.
Miss Trevelyan only talks of fail.
ing to make her success all the
greater" she said.
NO, she Doesn't" retorted Emily
MISS Trevelyan never PLAYS tricks
OF that kind. She says it because she
is really modest, which you will newer
oeiieVe' MRS. Jones, because you have
Deen about theaters all your life,"
you'll make me vain enough be.
tween you!" said Joan, with a laugh.
And If we don't the public will,
SAID Emily. Il wonder how II is -
she added, with her head on one side
that everything you put on seems ~
become you! Now that color would
Try nan the women l know. but II
seems as If it We're made for Won
and" 'ou
Fiease turn Miss Montressor ont
MRS. JONES'" said Joan. "or sbe,u
TURN my head!" and Emily ran ont
laughing. ou'
Mr. Giffard came once, but said lit.
tie beyond; "a great triumph before
you tonight, Miss Trevelya1!"
Or great failure!" said Joan.
but, no. will not fail, for your sake.
Mr.. Giffard," she added. with the
smile which won peoples hearts more
than anything else about her.
The house could be heard from
where she sat patiently waiting. and
she recalled the night when she had
sat and waited in the same fashion.
But then she was nobody. and now
she was-Miss Ida Trevelyan.
The orchestra commenced. and the
actors in the first scene were called.
Joan did not make her appearance
until nearly the end of the first act,
and she stood at the wings and
watched. One of the best romantic
actors of the day had been engaged to
play lover to her. and he received a
pleasant welcome from the audience.
which encouraged the rest. The house
was crammed; Joan thought that she
had never seen ii so fun before. and
certainly never with so brilliant an
audience
Presently her time came. She gave
just once glance, womanlike, at the
small glass that hung at the wings,
then glided on. There was an
instants pause-the audience was
struck dumb by her beauty. and more
than all else the exquisite refinement
OF her presence-then there came an
ovation. She paused for n moment