Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1913-09-21

mystifed by husbands behavior sighed little
his maynard moods.
y few days later she to with the startling
that Deering had a chance go wits
vaudeville sketch silly sketch called The
Husband but it might after all give him
he had been waiting for.
1t three days later that she back to the
the dolorous Information Deerins had
refused to appear in The Jealous Husband"
found merely to be nterpolated number in
Harlem moving picture hall. He refused to any
identified with the ceuloid drama, he contemp-
tuousy termed It.
1t was week later that she came to the studio
again and acknowledged her husband had found
work 'balyhoo" for Third museum 1t
work. and it kept him sorts 0
weather, but he was getting a dollar and half day
for it.
Before the week over however, Deering had
give up his work "ballyhoo." His wife brought
that he down with the grip. He recovered
In a weeks time, but his throat kept troubling him,
my emissary reported. 1t bad fact that she
became alarmed and proceeded to take things in her
usually docle hands, This belated energy
operation behring's throat Bellevue clinic where
a small fbrod tunnor removed.
A week later she brought the OF his
covery. But there neither relief JOY her
she told me of it. When asked il l might
and see him. hesitated flushed said she would
rather that did not.
won't he look for work again." inquired.
torn-up studio about for my last day in
city. only added to the Of the encounter and
made the afternoon heavy with vague sense OF
desoation.
can't. now" were answering words. And
the cerulean baby-bue actual tears, the
first I had there
why not?" l sharply inquired.
His voice is gone! she huskily admitted.
And this proved. in way, to be true His voice,
his speaking voice. not completely lost But from
standpoint of the stage it thing of the past
As organ, instrument it had parted with It's
The final blow had fallen The seal OF ultimate
failure had been imposed him.
Gould / come and him before sail?" asked.
exasperated by knowledge there in which
] could actually help them Money. knew, they would
off If at
could give it. would be merely postponenent OF tho
inevitable.
wouldn't do any good.' was her response
But why can't him. L demanded, and tried
TO picture the broken man his gloomy back room.
He likes being. alone now the only answer
she gave me-
1t was late in the second fall when finally returned
from abroad 1 came back without that OF exha-
ration which accompany the return to ones native
country. in some way l was able to blame the
behring's for it.
NV very studio seemed shadowy with their sonber
figures 1 several times written to their old adj
dress it is true word had back from them
And now back between the walls on which they had
left their memories l was more tnan ever Iouoioa
their fate
made my way to their old roomng house. but
could learn nothing about them. l made inquiries but
no one seemed remember them. They were merely
two small in that tumutuous and ever-hurryins
food city life which had been swept away and
but With h, me at sas II 5hsy saa
left was this ssne 81 Of
me "a. JERSEY a the ns 81
clear skies jocund colorng Of that autumnaI
landscape brought my lost spirits back to me.
early afternoon when had set out my
n sss ssb box oak h:'f
bhssfuly alone with my trees and skies and rocks
when the valley was filled with sudden IN
tending to make ones back hair stand and. up :n
parliament Of hillocks beheld galiopans and scream,
Ing halfnaked Comanche Indians sinister with
war paint embazoned with feathers and suggestive
The chieftain that fleeing band. / saw, carried
across his saddle pommel a slender bodied white girl
of about sixteen a white girl on whose face could
plainly see protest and horror.
But | had no time dwell that startling and
somewhat dstressfu figure, for tearing after tho
fleeing Indians came a gallopng swarmng shouting
band of cowboys And these cowboys. perceived,
kept discharging their SIX shooters they rode
They nothing more or less than band OF
moving going through their turns for
l had wandered into the realm of the
movies" / had caught glimpse of canned drama"
in the making, Deering had called it.
/ O go with sketcmng. But 1t
less. That landscape Of seemed denuded
Of tranquility though fire had swept through II
from end to end. So repacked my sketch box folded
village whose spires showed the next dip in tho
hills.
There I stumbled road vista that seemed 10
of into misty second valley of
road with elms one side and the color OF
caught my eye and held there And there painted