Las Vegas optic., 1914-07-24
NOT MADE
TO ORDER

William Beatue was n lonesome
man even as he had been lonesome
boy. All through his lonesome youth
he had the most ardent feelings to
ward the girls with whom he came in
contact, but something in his retiring
nature forbade him to express these
Feelings or TO get on even friendly
terms with the objects Of his admira-
kion and desire.
In the meantime ne was most faith
sui and efficient in business and pros
pered accordingly At thirty he found
himself comparatively a rich man,
with boundless prospects before him
But he was not satisfied. Far from
It, he was restless. morose-savageiy
angry with bis fate.
what boots 1t that have success.
money, the respect and fear Of men, ;"
he said to himself, when l cannot
have the love OF woman-the one great
thing have wanted all my life?"
you have not tried" replied his In
ner self. relentlessly.
Z cannot" he responded. savagely.
Mature left some void In my make
up, and try as will. I am tongue-tied
In the presence OF women"
William Beattie, however. realized
thoroughly the value of wealth, of hard
cash. He knew its power over men
and women. and In his business deal
fngs he never made any mistakes in
dealing with women any more than he
did with men. 1t was only when he
attempted to put himself into personal
relations with women that he became
tongue-ied and impotent.
Finally at thirty he made great
resolve.
Il can never win woman's love
that is clear" he said to himself, "And
q woman's love is the only thing in all
the world that l want. have
achieved business means. ! have all
the money l will ever need-and plenty
more coming. Nothing can stop that
/ have never failed in single enter
prise to which gave my mind and
energy Why not give this same
mind and energy to secure what
want more than all else-a woman's
love. To feel soft arms about my
neck, to have languid eyes look into
mine, to have a clinging. yielding form
in my arms. To have children clamor-
ing about my knees-for all this l
would work harder, sacrifice more,
than / have ever done. In fact | would
give all have acquired and all hope
20 acquire"
why don't you do something about
it," inquired his inner self. relent-
iessly.
II am going to-" he replied, sharply
~ am going to devote all my energy
and brains hereafter to securing a
y oman to complete my life. Since l
cannot win a woman, l will start out
at the beginning and rear one for my
n{purposes. | will buy baby girl
and have her reared and educated for
the express purpose of becoming my
wife
And with this determination he
started out. He haunted orphan asy-
Inms and lying-in hospitals. He
sought the poor districts, where chill
dren are. of necessity, burden. 1t
was long before he found what he
wanted, but eventually he did find It.
It was IN st. Anthony's orphan asy-
Ium-and the face of the little girl
q child OF FIVE or six-attracted and
thrilled him. Her dark. passionate
eyes, her olive skin. her jet-black hair,
her 1.-THE young figure-an gave prom
Ase of glorious womanhood.
Inquiry developed that she was the
daughter of poor Italian girl of mar
velous beauty, who had been brought
TO the lying-in hospital across the way
by a big-hearted stranger, with plenty
OF money, and an air which bespoke
blue blood. He had paid all her ex-
penses literally in advance, and then
had faded away and was heard of no
more
After her recovery, the young moth
tzer, being unable to take care of the
child, had placed it in the orphan asy
Ium across the way. Beattie eagerly
, sought the mother. Though worn by
years of coarsening toll, and still more
coarsening associations. she still re
tained a remnant of passionate type
of beauty which put Beattie's nerves
on edge and made his pulses bound
Not at all intellectual was Anita Maj
foil, not educated or refined or intel
1ectual, but she possessed all thu
splendid Latin possibilities of love-
and showed it in every motion.
"If she were sixteen instead of thir
rty, and fresh instead of being a worn
out wreck, and young and pliable ant
tractable. would marry her today ant
defy the world"
Vie heard her pftiful story-the oil
story OF pretty and voluptuous youn
Italian girl, debonair man of tn
world-and a child without a name
Who the handsome stranger was VIII
1lashed across her orbit for brte
moment, and then passed on, she ha
no sort of conception, except that h
was a gentleman. and that his da
Nance by the wayside with her was
distinct concession on his part. and
cause for pride on hers.
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