Arizona republican., 1907-11-22


 clean. wholesome girl means every thing to a man; especially when he is
 bucking the line against odds 1t is
 moral food and drink. Feminine so- ciety man demands. If he cannot get it pure he will take it otherwise. owen hadn't a feminine friend in all New York. and l didn't want him to know the kind you would not care to
 introduce to your mother or sister. So decided that he must know Miss Scott. and if I could get him a hear ing with her father so much the better.
 But it was her influence I banked on most.
 Though I knew Scott well. also
 knew it would be hard to get owen a hearing. so I went about it in the so- ciety way. I induced owen to dine at the Scotts' one night-the girl did the rest. As I had planned. she liked owen from the first. and newell. un- romantic men of 50 have worshipped
 Miss Scott, and owen was only a boy. He walked home that night with his head in the stars. Harrison. l believe In love at first sight On such rare occasions it is nit the lips that speak. but the soul. From that moment knew that owen was safe. He had found the star To hitch his chariot to.
 He was content merely to love. He d.d not dare hope for any return. But I knew better. I had seen q light come to Miss Scott's eyes when talk ing to the boy that l had never seen
 before. I tell you. Harrison. a man
 who has never seen the light in a woman's eyes has missed everything in this world. Of course. woman-like. she hid her feelings. and better than a man can hide his sins.
 "An underwater was needed to fi- nance owens romance. As an excuse suggested that we open small joint bank account with separate check books and either signature good for its pooled funds. On the side l showed in $500 for him 10 draw on. I thought that the best way to get around his pride. Then Scott. his daughter back of him, promised to give owen hearing. He did, and. as l expected. owens playing turned the trick. Scotts a great enough artist himself to be broad minded. Its only the little dogs who are afraid of their bones. There was a great concert coming off at the Cosmopolitan, and Scott billed owen for the last half of the programme. In fact. he believed so much in the boys genius that he gave out advance press notices and postered him all over town. I myself did the pictures. and 1t was a labor of love. owen couldn't l. makes man a pessimist. He was an engine with the eccentric blown away. His chance in life had come. and it meant everything to Miss Scott but he did not know it. She knew and knew that her chance of happiness lay in owens success that night. Sue cess or failure, sine loved him. believed in him. but owen would never ask her to share failure.
 The concert was to take place in a week and so owen shut himself in his little room. the score and the picture of the girl he loved before him. He was preparing for his last performance in that great serio-comic tragedy of life called Making Good
 ''The following day I left town on ppl NdAll DuSlHtSs- lteiI Af Hp AIlu II went, blind to owens condition. should have let business float. Harri-
 son. and watched Owen. For the boy was delirious with the hope of sudden success-success, and starvation. Do you know. he hadn't drawn a cent over his own pitiful balance at the bank? |? Not a cent. He said he had mo right when his future was gamble. I found all this out afterward. I don't think he knew his own condition. That week fc seldom left his room. seldom ate. seldom slept. His whole soul was concentrated on the score. the girl he loved and what it all meant to him. The night of the concert found him living on nerve alone-keyed up to the snapping point, the word success beating. beating. beating in his brain He was practically delirious from over work, lack of nourishment,' nervous excitement. He was due at the Cos mopolitian at 10 o'clock He hadn't had two hours conservative sleep in a week. At 6 o'clock he threw him. self on the bed. trying to get grip on himself. When next he woke it was 10 o'clock to the minute. owen tells me that he thinks he went a good many degrees insane at that moment His chance in life was slipping away at every clock-tick: running through his feverish second there went with it all that made life worth the living. His brain in a chaos, he seized his score, showed his violin under his coat. and rushed bareheaded into the street.
 He was in a half-demented state, and did not wait for car.