Catoctin clarion., 1911-03-23

Spring merged into early summer.
and with the coming OF warmer days
she appeared more frail and dropping.
He was alarmed as he noticed her fail
Ing health
Once he asked her II she wasn't
"rendy TO give 1t all up and go back
home"
NO" she answered. but he detected
q shade of hesitancy In her voice.
The Irish cop also saw she was
'lookln' bit piney" and felt genuine
sympathy for her. He pondered on
whom and what they might be. but.
failing Of any reasonable conclusions.
dismissed them from his mind for
the time as a pair of ''sintimintai i'd
jits."
One day they were sitting on
bench near the fountain. Two gaudily
attired girls we're coming along one
of the walks and must necessarily pass
them. Polly was Immediately covered
with confusion and prayed inwardly
that they might turn into another
path.
Of Il certain exaggerated type OF chorus
girl with which the theatrical profes-
sion Is usually afflicted. In high heel
ed shoes they minced their steps. their
hats were enormous, their gowns were
extreme In fashion. and no effort had
been made to conceal the fact that
compilations and hair were OF artificial
cOloring.
Polly glanced away. assuming not
to see them. but her flaming cheeks
belied her pretense.
The girls snickered and coughed and
tried to attract her attention, looking
back until they were out Of sight.
"Who are they?" he asked. his voice
sterner than she had ever heard 1t
before.
"A couple of students at the dramat-
tc school," she replied. with forced in
difference
lis that the kind they are where you
are learning to be an actress?'
"Oh. few; not all. of course. You
see
"I'll go tomorrow and see for my
SELF" he interrupted decisively.
And he went.
The class In dramatic art. in quite
abbreviated skirts, was engaged at its
fencing lesson when the unannounced
visitor strode into the room.
1t was big, bare place. the dingy
walls hung with cheap prints and
posters of well known members Of the
theatrical profession. AT one end OF
the room was a stage with tawdry,
mismatched scenery and dusty fittings.
an ugly and glaring example of sham
representation of art and genius.
The fencing class. comprised OF
couple of dozen. II few OF whom were
men, was distributed over the main
floor at regular distances. A German
instructor. perSpiring and voluble III
his language was calling out the
strokes and fuming because the class
had stopped and piled its attention on
the newcomer. Several of the girls
ogled him boldly, aud the two who
had seen him with Polly in the park
| CHANGED the remark
"roIly's angel. Girls. that's Polly's
angel"
Tp remained but minute or two.
taking a cool survey of the premises
the while. He had nothing to say to
| the attendant who approached him.
He singled out Polly, and his gaze
rested steadily upon her for mo-
ment. She resemhled lily among
| bunch of carnations. though she was
blushing painfully at the moment.
Then he retreated. slamming the
door after him with an expressive and
very jarring bang
Ii was nearly week before he WIS.,
tied the square again. She went daily,
| and when he didn't appear at the
usual time she looked disappointed
the corners of her little mouth drew
down pathetically. and she went away
so much as written.
81 thought they'd be havin' fare
up purity soon" commented the cop
"They was too swate altogether to
| last"
Then he came again. She was wait
ing. and he greeted her pleasantly.
| But there was a determined express
! sion in his eyes that troubled her
peace Of mind not little.
"Polly," he said and so loud that
several of the weary hoboes on the
benches woke up and looked around.
"you're going home with me tomor-
row"
| Polly started.
Homer she repeated inquiringly
"Home? Why-why, it's fully two
| months vet before the school closes
| 1t would Interfere tremendously with
nv studies to 20 now. You see. Steve.
| IL ! am to follow a dramatic career
must work for It,"
| "But you're going home neverthe-
less" he reiterated doggedly
| ~ cannot 20 now. Indeed. can
not" she protested.
"WeIl, dramatic career be hanged!'
exclaimed the irreverent and unappre-
ciative Steve pumping against tho
back of the bench sulkily. yet deter
minedly. when you came down her,
to New York to learn acting we all
thought you were going In for that
Shakespeare stuff and nice ladylike
plays where you'd wear long. trailin.
dresses and all that sort of thing. W.
| didn't suppose you would have TO GET
mixed up In the short petticoated'
kicking kind Of plays"
'That Is merely practice. 1t comes
in the regular course of instruction,
you see An actor must De fitted for