The Yale expositor., 1913-05-08

one Of the three specified afternoons,
between the hours Of two and four,
he would be deeply honored and
obliged.
In his "Klondike Monologue" at the
Orpheum, Buford, the actor, made a
sudden and unexpected hit. The morn
ing after his first appearance, both
Dominick and Berry read in the paper
eulogistic notices OF the new star.
Dominick was particularly interested.
ry while at Antelope and was glad to
see that the unlucky player was, In
the parlance of his own world, max
ing good"
Now, from what he heard, Buford's
hard times should be at an end. Such
hit as he had made should give him
the required impetus. Men Dominick
knew, who had theatrical affiliations.
told him that Buford was made" The
actor could now command a good sal
airy on any OF the vaudeville circuits
in the country, and II 'he had 1t in
him" he might ascend the ladder
toward the heights OF legitimate COM
edy. His humorous talent was unique
and brilliant. 1t was odd, considering
his age, that It had not been discov-
cred sooner.
Berry was very anxious to see him.
Hazel and Josh had seen him on one
OF the first evenings and pronounced
him simply great" She extorted
promise from Dominick that, at the
earliest opportunity he would buy
tickets for her, and, II he could not
accompany her himself, she could go
with one of her sisters.
He stopped to buy the tickets one
midday on his way to lunch. He made
up his mind to buy three, then Berry
could either take her two sisters, or
Hazel and Josh, whose craving for
the theater was an unassuageable pas
sion. He was turning from the ticket
office window when a sonorous voice
at his elbow arrested him:
'Mr. Ryan," 1t doomed out, do see
you at last?"
1t was Buford, but a rejuvenated
and prosperous Buford, the reflection
of his good fortune shining from his
beaming face and fashionable figure
! The red rasped look had left his fea-
lures and the hollows beneath his
high cheek-bones were filled out.
Glad to see you, Buford," he said,
"and glad to hear you've made such a
success of ii"
Buford acknowledged these compli-
ments with cool. acquiescent compla-
cence.
81 have struck my gait" he said,
nodding his head in condescending ac-
ceptance. 81 have at last won my
spurs. The ways of fate-or let me
say Providence-are truly inscrutable.
l turned my face to the North in a
bitter hour, and It was in bitter hour
that l adopted the stage"
Then you went on the stage I'D
there? You've only been on a few
years?"
Nearly four" said the actor. He
looked down at his shoe for a moment
as II considering. and repeated with
out looking up, at will be four next
September Trouble drove me to those
far distant lands and hard luck drove
me on the stage. I'd never had any.
thing to do with 1t till then; hadn't
a stage game about me. There'd even
been a time when had strong preju-
dice against the theater and never
went to one. But a man must live
and"
He stopped, his attention arrested
by hand laid softly on his sleeve. A
youth OF Hebraic countenance had is.
sued from a door behind him. and
touching his arm with hesitating. un.
clean finger. began to speak In a low
tone.
DUTY calls" said Buford. 81 am
sorry, but they want me inside. ]
hope later to be able to place a box
at your disposal. Madame, you say. IL
very DESTROYS Of seeing me. Well, I'll
see to II that she does so under the