Lewiston evening teller. [volume] (Lewiston, Idaho) 1903-1911, 1906-07-25
Yellow Sweet
Clover
BY virginia Leila Wentx
Copyright, 1905, by r. A. Whitehead
BY virginia Leila Wentx

Il think IL you'd take run home,
dear, for a few weeks 1t would be all
right with the governor, and you'd get
your roses back Jim gave his little
wife gentle pinch on her pale cheeks.
Five years ago. when he had married
her. she had possessed something Of
the evanescent charm Of four petaled
dog rose, exquisite, ethereal, but the
KIND to fall in moment. Jim belong
ed to 1.-The profession" and Madge al
ways accompanied him upon tours, I'M
dergoing cheerfully the hardships that
a player OF lone night stands must
endure In the interest Of art Matters
did not go well financially, so present
~ she became walking lady" final.
ly soubrette. This was only to last.
however. until Jim made what the
dramatic critics describe as "favora.
bic impression"
And now although five years had
gone by. they were still waiting for
that distinct success. That It had not
come-they were merely humaa-they
ascribed of course to a lack of oppor-
tunity. Meanwhile Madge's health was
beginning to fail She was fretting for
the country. SO when Jim insisted
because she was yearning for her ia
Tiers forgiveness, because she did
want her "roses" back for the first
time since she had left it she set out
for her childhood's home.
After she had got out at the little
country station unheralded she wound
her way up the old farm road Moth
Ing seemed to have changed. She
heard the cows lowing far off: she in
hailed the loamy incense of her an
cestral land. 1t was so sweet that It
panied her The dear, familiar farm
house came in sight, and her eyes grew
misty. She opened the gate which led
to the yard path, bordered by lilacs
and hollyhocks. There. pulling up
some weeds from underneath the lilacs.
she came face to face with her father.
At first he could find no words to say.
He only glared at her through his spec
tacles. Then:
"Where is he-that scoundrel. that
vaga bond. that
"My husband" corrected Madge.
drawing back with a touch OF dainty
pride.
Then" Numbered the old farmer.
hinging down his trowel In rage.
go back to him-go back to your hus-
band!' The veins in his neck were
swollen like cords That he did not
fall with stroke of apoplexy was
miracle indeed.
So Madge passed out Of the gate OF
her fathers home once more. When
she reached New York. Jim had lust
hnnn n 70 $hc
she was conscious only Of one thing.
Jim was Ill. terribly Ill, and calling for
her. Later the doctors sentences re-
turned t. her. There had been an ac-
cident-iniury to the spine.-never walk
again-a cripple for life Why. all.
why. had she ever left her beloved?
When, at the beginning Of the next
season, 1t was time to go ION the road"
again Madge had to start with a vari-
ETY. company alone. But while she was
doing an eccentric dance in crimson
ballet skirt her whole heart and soul
,, were with man suffering in stuffy.
top room in Eighth street.
! Something like six weeks after its
departure from New York the variety
company collapsed" in Ohio. Madge
was obllSeu 10 return east anu seek an
other engagement. Each evening when
she had come back from her weary
tour of the theatrical agencies the ques-
ton would come anxiously almost be-
fore she had closed the door
Anything today, Madge darling"
And always the answer would come
! with brave smile as she shook her
head in the negative:
you see. this Is the bad part Of the
season. And the profession Is really
overcrowded."
! Meanwhile medicine was requiring
cash and the landlady was insisting on
having her weekly Increasing lodging
bill paid
AS Madge entered the room one even
Ing, bracing her heart to meet the
customary question, she heard new,
CHEEKY words instead:
"Come over here. little woman. I've
something to show you
! Jim. who lay propped up by pillows,
had a bright flush on each cheek. and
his eyes were like stars. He held to-
ward her a bundle OF manuscript. 1t
was play he'd been writing unknown
to his wife or doctor 1t was con-
structed from Incidents Of his own life.
Madge and he were the leading charac-
tiers. In the last act they both made
tremendous hits and were discover
ed" Wealth poured in upon the long
disappointed artitts. and they were
able to leave poverty behind them.
when we sell the play. what shall
we do with all our money. dearT' she
asked. smiling through her tears as
at last she finished reading the priced
manuscript He turned YEARLY.
"Ah, We'll move into the country,
fresh and green. Wen buy little