Fulton County tribune. (Wauseon, Ohio) 1883-1925, 1914-08-21
CHAPTER vii.
Merry Disappears.

Suddenly, as if the earth had swal
lowed him, Merry disappeared. A
week passed. Grant Oswald, in a
fever of enthusiasm, had begun prepa-
rations for a Broadway production.
He turned a vast amount of RESPONSE
bility over to Wentworth, who shout
dered it thankfully. 1t kept at arms
length the possibility of dwelling
much with his own thoughts: they
were not cheerful company, and he
was racked by constant anxiety about
Merry. There was not a single mo
ment to spare when he could go into
the highways and byways of a great
city to search, as he had searched be
fore when the man was his friend.
He could not delegate the task to
another. He had prepared a tale for
the public Of Merry's whereabouts
Oswald believed the actor was study.
ing his part and stood ready to appear
at a moments notice. Enoch went
ahead with the tremendous load of de
tail that fell upon him, toiling day and
night, while his mind alternated be
tween terror and hope.
Every day the man was acquiring
traits new to his nature. When a
strange accident had tossed before
him the possibility of satisfying his
dearest ambition, conscience entreat-
ed loudly against the theft of another
mans life-work. Every noble instinct
N Enoch made its appeal; his honesty,
his generosity, an innate demand for
fair play, the love Of his sister and
friend, all cried aloud to him dur
ing the lonely hours of the night.
There had been moments when he
would have gladly retraced his steps,
but the die had been cast. He was
like a racer who, by some ~treacherous
ruse. had pushed aside an opponent
and was close to the goal. The intoxi.
cation of applause was beginning to
sound in his ears and the future held
untold possibilities. 1t was too late
to turn back; it would NEAR the down.
fall of great ambitions and bitter
shame-it might even NEAR crime. 1t
seemed easier to take the chances.
Occasionally Andrews logged face
flashed back to his memory when he
cried, Il will see what the law can
do to protect a man from theft"
Enoch felt his face blanch at the
thought of it. Many a mar had gone
down and out for a crime less knavish
| than this. But he knew Andrew Merry
well, and he trusted to one trait which
was predominant in the man-his
queer, exaggerated idea of honor.
Day by day his conscience lquieted
| down, self-confidence took the place of
wavering, and the fear of exposure
| seemed to recede. At last he could
look the situation in the face without
f%linching. The task of putting on a
theatrical production began to absorb
him completely. He had always
longed for such a chance; he had been
storing away ideas he could now uti;
lie, besides he knew New York thor
oughly, and he had observed for years
the system of producing a play. Os-
valid looked on with appreciation as
Enoch put his plans into shape. He
knew how was the combi-
nation of such talents in the same
mantle ability to write a virile play,
then to stage it with practical skill
and artistic feeling and originality. A
remarkably strong company was e
gagged. Oswald insisted on filling even
the smallest parts with people far
above the level of subordinate actors.
The salary list grew to ~stupendous
figures. One morning Wentworth re-
monstrated against paying n hun
dred dollars g week to an actor who
was to play the %janitor.
"Breen is a far bigger mar than you
need" he objected. He has played
leads to many of the biggest stars
We need a mere bit of character work
in this-he isn't on the stage half an
hour. l can get a first-rate man for
half that price"
"Breen can make the janitor so true
to life that the audience will regret
seeing him for only half an hour" Ca
valid rajoined. That's the test oil
quality. When l pay a hundred dol
lars l want a hu~ndred-doiiar man"
(TO BE CONTINUED9 !.