The San Francisco call., 1913-12-06
The Family Cupboard
A Dramatic Story of High Society Life in New York
Adapted from Owen Davis Broadway Success.

Well? What about 1t! T wouldn't
look to be headlined on a bill with a
millionaire-but this 'mama's baby
graft is pretty punk. Mama will buy
baby all the candy baby wants CUR
, gle, gurgle"-he minced with sneer
that masqueraded for a laugh-"but
mama tightens up when 1t comes to
buying Paris hats for a soubrette"
He went over and took possession
of Kitty's hand. All the happy-go
lucky laughter was gone out of his
smoothly featured young old face
now.
Kitty shook off his OBTAINING hand
and jumped up angrily.
You look out what you say" she
snarled.
Dick backed off in honest astonish-
ment.
MY Gawd. Say. Kitty. what are
you? Oh, cut out the bunk. Kitty.
Quit kiddin' yourselfr'
BY this time he had recovered his
poise, and the radiant smile that dis
closed his strong white teeth
Kitty spoke with impassioned ear
nestness.
Dick. 1 wouldn't leave this boy, if
he didn't have car fare-not yet any
how-not till get the thing 1 want"
Dick knew the devious ways of
"soubrettes"-and graft-and black
mail.
Lightly he asked: Are you figur-
Ing you can make. this boys father
pay?,
In the short second before she an
swered Kitty stood staring back into
the past-back into one morning a
month ago. She saw a sobbing girl
spurned In her pleading She heard
that girl cry: "I'll stick-Pm no
CRATER" She saw a strong man put
ting that girl aside at the moment
when he was forced out into the open
She saw that girl flung back on her
self-saw her fall shaken and trem-
bling into massive chair, while the
, man she longed for swung heavy
doors between her life and his-and
was gone Gone out of her love-but
not out of her life. Not yet, Charles
Nelsonl She heard that girls burning
VOW: IF you leave me like this-now
that you don't have toll get you
Charlie, don't make me hate you
Don't leave me-or I'll get you I'll
get you If it's the last thing l ever
do"
And Kitty answered in a hard
tone, with far deeper meaning than
Dick or Jim could ever guess:
'i'm going to make the boys father
-payw
Dick was greatly relieved Here
was game he could understand or
thought he could
''Oh, / heard he was broke. hut
you'd know, of course You wouldn't
take any chances. Sorry l said
anything, Kitty. Your Judgment is
pound to be 0. K. I guess every fell
low gets soft once in a while"
jim considered this a moment for
one j. Garrity to take the center OF
the stage again. He started off on
MS reminiscence with great relish
but neither Kitty nor Dick had atten-
tlon for him. Kitty stood still tense
with purpose. Dick strode nervously
around the room. 1t is easy to dis
miss careless speech with an apology
but the feeling that prompted it goes
deeper than apology-it is not SO
quickly dismissed.
Sure. Say! l remember one night
before these blamed taxis ruined the
city Jim stopped to shake his
nead over the good old days
Well, one night in the DAYS of kebs.
| picked up fellow and a girl In
front of Shanley's-the old place. yo,,
know. This guy was pretty well
loaded and
TO the obvious relief of his un-
willing and unheeding listeners Ken
meth let himself into his chambers
just then-and came forward eagerly
to take Kitty's hand.
Il am SO glad to see You" he said
with obvious truth, and indeed he saw
no one but Kitty.
Kitty smiled prettily.
JIM GETS HIS
4 am so glad to be herer"
f1ne day, amt it?" remarked Jim
with the geniality born of warmth
and "a good smoke.
Ken beheld the Chauffeur" sitting
at ease in one OF his chairs and smok-
ing one of his cigars
What are you doing here's" he
asked angrily
Meg' Poor old Jim. He took the
cigar out of his mouth and stared at
Ken reproachfully.
Go downstairs. where you belongr'
said Kenneth very sharply.
Jim rose angrily
Say, When I was drivin' nv own
cab. nobody
Kitty rose to the occasion with a
flourish. She spoke warningly:
"JAMES.'
And before that was piano player
down to Harry Hills. I'm guessing
I'm just as good as continued Jim
the meek, now thoroughly aroused.
JAMES," Kittys voice was venom
| ously cool. Her finger pointed with a
gesture about whose inexorabIe firm
ness Jim could not deceive himself.
Who? Ali Excuse me, maamr He
drew himself up with futile attempt
to copy Potter's manner II got to
go downstairs and give the auto
4 mn 10 TO \, L.
cover his retreat
Kenneth flung his hat carelessly or
the piano.
! Why do you keep such an ole
scoundrel?" asked Mr.. Nelson easily.
Poor fellow, He has been in the
family for so long, said Kitty, char
| itably.
| This seemed to amuse Dick vastly
| He turned away to 1augh-while Ken
meth murmured his boyish apologies.
Il was brute. You are always
| like that, So good to every one
| Dick felt trifie de trop
I'm going down to get the dope or
Fanny s.; if the jockey is right. ]
| lhave hunch to play her Shall put
| five in for you. Kitty
Il don't care to gamble" said Kitty
primly.
"Oh, How stupid of me. do de-
clare" Dicks flexible voice took on
its best society intonation.
.I'H be back for the big eats. You
don't need no chaperon. Kenneth. not
with girl like Kitty, Careful
though. boy, Remember she's only
a woman-and I'm afraid you're a sort
of naughty little guy"
Knowing exactly how much more
care there was need for Ken than
for Kitty, it amused Dick vastly to
play to the gallery of his own sense
of humor.
The other two scarcely heard him
and Kenneth turned with smile to