The Press., 1910-12-14
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us she sat beside him and was frankly amazed. She was a thin, slight crea- ture, a splendid representative of a most intelligent refinement, woman of superior education and environment, the daughter of Professor Fullerton of the greatest university in America his own-a woman whose beauty could only be appreciated by those who knew how much culture and intellect make for beauty. And yet she sat beside him so calmly, saying that she would go through what to his mind was a degrading experiment no matter what the outcome might be.
 And that outcome?
 He had led fairly decent life. It had had its valleys, its dales. but had never struck the lowest depths, though he knew something of the underworld, ~ as every young man of his position in New York city did. He even knew one or two chorus girls, and this ex- perience had led him to have no re- spect for theatricals. And now here was the woman whom he loved, the woman to whom he was engaged, the woman of his own class. as he con- stdered it, who said frankly that she was going on the stage and that she would win success no matter what the outcome might be. Even his limited world knowledge told him that the last place to seek success with such un- bridled spirit was the theater.
 .'But, Dora," when the young man had finally recovered himself, If you were going with a big company or un- der big management I could under stand it. You are the daughter of Pro- lessor Fullerton of Harvard, you are a woman of education and refinement, and here you are going out with''-he hesitated-"a fly by night proposition that may last only a couple of weeks. I would not object so much if you would try some amateur theatricals first and see if you have the talent you think you have. You are going out in the theater dead cold; you are going to play a series of one night stands, the troupe is a cheap one, and the whole atmosphere is wrong"
 "Graham'-the girl spoke slowly, having evidently cultivated the habit of thinking before she spoke-"this is not only my opportunity, but it is my escape. If l had not been driven into this I might have gone on as you sug- gest, under more pleasant auspices, but&I want those one night stands, I want the inconspicuous company, oT1f5S hnI mi the low association"
 "Doraw
 "Oh, Graham, don't mean what you are thinking. don't mean what Aunt Cornelia is continually saying, that I have low instincts, but I'want to know he people, of the stage-it's humanity. What right have to use my fathers name to bolster myself up, to get DO. sition in New York, go on as a maid, saying The carnage waits and have my pictures printed in the papers and get attention more than is given to the woman of ability simply because I am the daughter of Professor Full. lerton? You abhor yellow journalism md yet you encourage it. got my position as Miss Fullerton without in- fluences and that-to me-is the only way to start. If I fail I fail; if I sue. ceed l succeed. If have any of the ability think I have, if have any thing except the disreputable instincts Aunt Cornelia thinks I have inherited, the credit for my success will be mine, and, Graham, dear, sooner or later, before Aunt Cornelia has killed me ab- solutely, l am going to do something in this world that will be absolutely mine'
 Now and then somebody passed the earnest couple, but they were too wrought up with their own problem to pay much attention to casual &C., quaintances. AS they neared Long Is- land City the young man made his final plea.
 "Dora," he said, and there was a ht- tie break in his voice, "T don't want you to do this thing, but if you must, why not let us get married first and let me go with your'