The Durham recorder. [volume] (Durham, N.C.) 1879-19??, 1910-02-17
Novelized From
Eugene Walters
Great Play "

IT human motives put into the
simplest forms Of expression.
There is no waste of material.
no attempt to norolize. no break
in the continuity. The three men
who are the central figures in
the story stand ont in admirable
disfincfness from the very first.
and the one woman whose splen-
did recfifude Eliminates ii ali
lives from The moment of her
appearance. Although it is GER
tain to produce frequent thrills.
the story Is neither mslodra-
n1afic nor sensational Its powe,
lies in IFS hunlanness.
"Oh. l nc ver enjoyed a walk so in
my lifer' declared Emma. 1T was
magnificent. / couldn't have slept,
couldn't have stayed in bed. If hadn'i
taken it,
But Mrs. Harris refused to be mol
lifted.
And l won't be able to sleep be-
cause you've made me so nervous"
she complained.
Emma went to her. put her arm
about her and kissed her.
Don't be cross. mother" she plead.
ed. You know this is my 1irst sni1r
Of real country for century. and !
nave never been in the Catskills be.
fore and therefore never so near heav-
en-. am a little girl again. as full Of
childish joy as used to be when IA
Their took US on those trips which now
seem like dream, they were so long
ago"
IF your father hadn't been so easy
we'd be owning handsome cottage
at one Of the fashionable places In the
Adirondacks instead Of hiring a mean
little bungalow here lamented Mrs.
Harris. No fashionable people ever
come here, and one has TO be so partic-
ular. But what Is one 70 dos One
can't remain In New York in the dog
days.
For me, I'm sick and tired Of the
mountains" announced Beth. I'D like
to go to Newport, where we'd stand a
change Of meeting somebody and
where anyhow we'd be able TO see real
society people"
Bother society," said Emma hap
ply.
Both her mother and Beth looked
shocked.
Emma. how can you say such a
thlng?' reproved Mrs. Harris. envel.
oping herself in an air Of holiness.
Il hope you have not allowed your
self TO be Influenced by the anarchistic
vaporings oryour-of that unspeakable
person whose name Is not 70 be men,
toned
1--WE read somewhere that fine soci-
ETY. IS only a self protection against the
vulgarities Of the street and the tav.
ern." chirped Beth primly.
THAT all depends on how you define
fine society Beth said Emma.
Il mean the society Of wealth, the
-Four Hundred, Of course. pray every
night that may marry a duke or a
count"
Beth has such elevated ideasr' CON-
mented her mother admiringly.
such petitions.- observed Emma.
becoming grave. never reach the
mercy seat Il il said that &C mid
night every New Years eve. when the
bells Of the churches ring out the
dying year. there issue from the bel.
fries streams Of vapory spirits with
terrified faces. their hands
clasped 10 their ears. They are the
prayers that never rose any higher.
prayers OF worshipers In the churches
who repeated them mechanically. as
they are accustomed 10 do every sun.
day. without realization Of the signin.
rance Of the words they utter: prayers
muttered By those whose thoughts
were on other things: prayers Of the
kypocrite: prayers Of the bumbug:
applications to the most high for the
and the impossible; pray.
srs o. those who do not practice what
they preach: prayers Of those who do
hose things which they ought not 20
DO aud leave undone those things
which they ought TO do and think |
heir weekly glib confession OF Il and
heir ohoIus IN the collection plate alb !
'oIse them. With the jangling and
of the bells they are borne by |
be winds over mountain and sea. and |
ire lost forever 10 the eternal void |
,etwcen the worlds. All such prayers
wherever uttered must share this
ate
By this time Mrs. Harris was agape.
90 astonisbed 20 utter word.
-Gracious. Emma gasped Eeih.
'ysu talk like book. ! don't know
gnnt's come over you"
~ is my new birth I told you Il
no as though I had been bm1i aesia