The Spanish Fork press. [volume] (Spanish Fork, Utah) 1902-current, 1907-09-26

"Is this Mr. sutton" She was
handsome creature tall and willowy'
with masses Of red gold mar anu "
nose that was the quintessehce Vi
immdent sauciness.
Yes. that's my name, he repileu
sharply. and what is more alii
| busy f.,
so if would SEEM said the girl
quietly seating herself You are 100
occupied to even be polite
He gave her penetrating glance
from beneath his heavy eyebrows
and for the first time noticed she was
evidently from a station above those
win usually came to him in quest oil
position on the stage He was sure
that was her errand he had seen TOO
many to be mistaken, only this one
was pretty, refined and possessed Oh
charming impudence.
I'm Miss Lockwood" said the girl
in answer to his glance. Lillian
| Lockwood"
"Oh, so you are the Lockwood girl
| ne eNClal0leu. lou nave '"'iN" ~
eral times before"
Yes" replied Lillian. III am not
mistaken this is about the eighth time.
I've called and sent up my card. only
to be told that you were out, or too
| busy to see me-
And who let you up this morning?
NO one. | came up without permits
sion I was tired of being sent away
We'll, now you are here, what do
you want?'
"a position on the stage in one OF
your companies" replied Lillian, and
| am willing to begin in minor part.
There are no minor parts open,
replied Manager Sutton, shortly
"ln that case. | am very willing to
begin at the top replied his visitor
| quietly.
Hump snorted Sutton. What do
you think you can do?'
q think | can play the part of any
one of Shakespeare's heroines,' said
Lillian biting her lips to keep from
smiling at the audacity of her reply.
That was too much for Dan Sutton S
| patience.
Young woman" he fairly beloved
I'm hanged if you amt got gall
Don't you know that to play those
| parts you speak of requires great
beauty and transcendent genius?"
NO" replied Lillian, who was be.
ginning to lose her temper. 81 don't
know anything of the sort. I've seen
people playing Shakespearian roles
who didn't possess either one of the
qualifications you mention"
Then they had brass!" he cried
"and there is blamed sight too many
of them"
But how do you know" exclaimed
Lillian. that l don't possess transcen
dent genius?"
Manager Sutton gave her a wither
ing look. The girl did not wither.
How do | know" he went on afte
a moments pause, I've seen thou
sands just like you The woods ar,
full of EN-. Because you are prett,
you think you could make TRACED,
queen. 1t takes more than mere beau
ty to do that, besides merely prett!
face seldom has any brains behind it.
"Oh, thank you" cried Lillian risin,
In hot wrath.
Not at all, not at ALL" cried SUIT
ton good humoredly. You posses
perseverance, If you have no genius
and then you can't always Judge by
persons looks. So, if you want t
try 1t, I'll take you on as an extr
lady. There is drama being rehears
ed now in which there is rabble
1 You can come and be part of It,"
He was awful" confided Lillian t
her friend Florence Burton, over thei
afternoon tea, but have agreed t
be an extra lady"
AN extra LADY," exclaimed Mr..
Burton You don't mean a supern,
merary?"
Yes, | think that would be the Co
rect word" replied Lillian.
But Lillian, you wouldn't wea
tights, would you?" gasped Mrs. Blu
ton, turning pink and then white.
Il haven't such dreadful bad fl,
ure,' and Lillian drew her bright fac
down into sober lines, But have n
fears, this is drama. shall appea
in rags and down at heel"
Suppose Dick were to see vou?"
Il don't know that | am alway
bound to consider Dick Morton" an
Lillian's short nose took on an extr
curve of sauciness. Besides. | sha
wear a wig and dirty face"
That's better" breathed Florepc
mo one will know you in that guse
not even your own mother. and If m
knowledge of her serves me arigt
she would decline an introduction "
Yes, poor mamma has alwa,
thrown cold water upon my theartic,
aspirations" unused Lillian.
But to return to Dick" said Mr.
Burton. do you think you are trea
Ing him quite right? You must ha,
seen by this time how much he car,
for you; everyone else has"
That's the part | don't like" eric
Lillian. He carries his heart T.,