The Yale expositor. (Yale, St. Clair County, Mich.) 1894-current, 1905-11-03
Opportunity
Bald Head
By MARGARET RICHARDS
CopyiGkl. 1905. by. K. A. Whi,ehead
y MARGARET RICHARDS
Copydqi. 1905. by K. A. whisshead

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With 4 weary little sigh Margaret
Huston pushed aside tle closely writ
ten pages. II was no use The story
would not go.
For six months now she had written
stOriCs-ciever, harmless little things
which her friends easily could have
forgiven her had she not insisted upon
regarding them MI as legitimate ma
tcria!' She moved In world of iic-
ton; she revealed in situations; incipi-
ent plots ran riot IN her brain.
But today Us she pushed back her
chair ana walked with graceful, i'm
patient movement to the open window,
she found no solution TO her problem.
The story was ut a standstill. Up to
this point it had progressed smoothly
enough After series of vicissltudes
Of the kind peculiar to young authors
the hero had boarded an eastern bound
express at san Francisco. The heroine.
Il victim OF diverse and equally salts
flying misfortuues, had unwittingly
taken this same express at Denver.
What the result would be was obvious,
but il was right here that the hero
failed IL rise to the occasion with his
customary alacrity.
No.. 49,, - trai,, ;" ,,,,,,,,,.,,,T ,i,o fatr
IN, ,,.r;,nIi,,r ha, nrott,. faro,,ooa
no,.,loroJIy "rIo co,,ld NOT oct IN tbo
ne,oI 49,, CLIO r,nt,n,,ad ro,nin;scont-
Iy nc ,.ari,ns nirtIros &c moonIit
marches ann noi', sheltered cornnrs
lifted acros, her memory. at is \
situation that would have TO work it.
self out" \ sudden thought stained
the white skin scarlet. "Oh. no. I
never could do that" she WHISPERED.
While the soft breeze famed her hot
chpeka. "GU; IL wouli only be in the
interest Of art" inSinUatCd the temptcr.
Artists must sacrifice themselves TO
their work. And John Shcrwood's
doom was sealed.
short sharp puG's Of escaping steam,
q jolt n f.ui vibration. and the New
YcTl. tr2iA steamed slowly out Of ARDS
Al unaware ii3t lie was bun a pawn
in Li; fair I!.ly's game. John Sherwood
leaned forward IA his seat and regard
ed her with wondering. Ccligntal eyes.
TEs sudden -gaci,u,ucss. dis unoX-
plalrn, .fe uegvarsncss. the flushed half
averie- face bore but ou. uicrDreta-
ton 70 his eager lovers heart. SIZE was
G.ar II him. this slcpGpr.
maiden: how dear he had
ucvcr .2farc cutie dared TO say. bur
now
,yhov had so,,ul ea,i. an tha river.
clio TO sottirc eru eb4+ o. ruivarinn
crimson shaft ocross tl,a water and
cr,,vuod Tho onrositc morptofps with
,oft ,,,ldcn Iiah+ Sbo m1de mentol
poto ~ tbo voIio,y enlcndor .Of course
thero wgs no river in her story but
,yastoru mountain RIDGES batbed in
sunset ,rlory vo,,l I've . fitting hack.
ground s,r her hero's iupaesioned an
,y-+I
Tobp Ioonod toward her .AIarcorct"
ba eoid ,mnulsivo,v "di1 Won pver hear
WIN orrortunftv is suDnosed IN have
n hold head"
She turned ber head with resentful
LITTLE gesture He was beginning bad
lv No bald head. even that of Oppor-
tunitv had n place I'm her picture Of
youtb and shifting golden lights and
passionate appeal: then. remembering
her role of heroine. she nodded with a
forced little smile
With faint grinding protest the
train STONED Mt Dobbs Ferry. A girl
with two small children IN tow entered
the car: behind her trailed q woman
In somber widows weeds. Margaret
rejected the children as being too
stit,,v hut the sunset. the widows
carb of woe I'm sharp contrast to the |
iero's impassioned declaration
sItecouse Onnortunity's head "a