The Tabor independent. [volume] (Tabor, S.D.) 1913-19??, 1914-04-09

noticed II. Arne Vance had ~truculent
ly attributed II to politics-Harlan wa
going the way of the old gang, was he
Well, Arne had grimly ~forecasted II
4 Associations ana traditions were to,
strong for Harlan. " "5
Curran and Harlan faced each othe
now with a dumb recognition OF tn
hurt In each others eyes. The old glat
faith-where had 1t gone2
Curran had been at brief troubled
analysis of It all, eve with thet turmoil
of his battle. And Janet's serene aloof
ness, yet steadfast ardor for his sue
cess. They think I o her" he hat
muttered restlessly, time and again
"I-why, it's ridiculous! Twice he
age, and-lordy! getting bald as an
and everything about me-a triflel
with women" And then he studied
Well that .kidl God bless her! Moth
ing ever hit me so hard. I wish they't
understand" .,.t.@gH..
But to save Mr.. Curran he couldn't
make out what he wanted any one K
understand. He was in some Devil
dering struggle, he told himself--ant
could not understand himself! r.
He stood across his desk from tho
imperturbable young man. How Har'
Ian had grown these years! His mans
bulk and dignity. his outgiving o.
power and personality. Wiley had en-,
We'd II, even with his great hurt love
for the boy 1t was curious how things
come to n man without price FOL
which another struggles lifelong tr
vain. He tried now to come back tc
the dear familiar ground with Harlan
and Harlan would not have II.
The younger man was unfolding O
paper from his pocket. And suddenly
a fear shot through Curran that 1t had
to do with that hushed story Of La
deau's. They had kept it well quiet
yet 1t haunted his counsels. But Har-
Ian. his voice cool. tense. spoke OF an
other matter:
Wiley, did Q see this from the
Chicago papers2"
Wiley took the review Of last weeks
opening Of 1.-THE Girl and the Burglar"
He stifled a shout of amazement. The
woman who had been doing the leading
comedy business had been taken Ill
chorus, who had understudied the part.
had played her role. Aureliel
Saved the first night" gasped Mr..
Curran. And I've been on the road
n never heard q word Of I'll"
The grim young man silently extend
ed other clippings. The reviewers were
surprised, felicitious. Cohan g. Snitz
a got by" with a musical comedy
that had been on its last legs until the
Chicago opening. And a new face-a
girl with a funny personality had
pulled 1t through. A girl who sang
and laughed with q happy audacity. A
refreshing person who had no ingenue
tricks, no footlight mannerisms-noth-
ing except laughter and ignorance of
convention. The reviewers suddenly
recalled that this was the newspaper
beauty contest winner of-let's see?
Was 1t two years ago7 No one cared.
Only, to that fact Conan & SMITHS pub
Lefty bureau seized as only a drowning
Hebrew manager can seize on a drawn
Ing $4,000 show. They flung it broad
side; they screamed 1t on every fence.
h star roared n resigned. It did
her no glory. Conan g. Snitz would
have deified their office boy IL he could
have saved THE Girl and the Burg
lar; and here an unknown western
girl Of their chorus had all the press
with her, and all the public by some
happy-go-lucky nerve.
Mr.. Curran laid down those clippings
and wiped his eyes. Where have !
beenT" he gasped again. Asleep"
Read on" demanded Harlan.
Aurelie had been interviewed by the
Times. She said she was from Rome,
Ia, but adored q bull pup and lobster
Newburgh. She was interviewed for
plement, specially posed photos and q
sketch by "Max"-and said she liked
all the Johnnies and used their notes
to stuff q pillow for the bull pup. Next
day, declared the Veracious publicity
bureau, h received eight pups from
eight millionaires and fifty mash notes.
Wiley laid down the clippings once
Eight million pups and eight million
m~ilIionaires - I'd not carey" He
looked UP to meet Harlan's eyes.
And two months ago she was
living in New York-cooking oatmeal
over a gas jet! She's a humdinger!"
Humdingers are not in the Van Hart
~genealogy. In 1742, Ebenezer Van Hart
married Agatha Ann Bunker, inden-
tured servant The Mrs. Van Harris
OF today never read the paragraph on
page 2s about Agatha Ann, one time
humdinger.
Harlan broke out wrathfully. Wiley!
You rejoice at it,"
on just 5oyously! All she's done! The
money she's sent back to Lindstrom's
to pull 'em through! And now she's
got Uncle Mtch's patent leg paid for
at last, And Uncle Mich sem Peter
In to ask me to come out. A regular
party to christen Mich's leg-that is
what Aurelte said we must have-with
happyI"
Young Mr.. Van Hart arose. II was
no use to quarrel with Wiley when his
eyes were shining sol No use to re-
mind him OF congress. No use TO charge
him with making a fool Of himself.
But Harlan shouted from the door:
"Aureite-you got her into thisl And
you ought to know how girls get on In
these music shOws-the only wayi
No he shouted on passionately-
you don't love her-it's a jokel"
The editor stood up and wiped his
glasses and looked after Harlan's re-
treating figure. Love her? Confound
the boy!" He knocked his pipe out on
the desk edge. "Hey-OI II I was
IL he sighed. But when 1 was 2l
there was Janet, and I went out to see
the ttnsel world he sighed again,
And now Aurelie and her tinsel show
Yet l reckon I'm glad I am what I ami"
After supper he went UP the bluff
road Along this trail she had come
Tying to him in despair. Above were
the hills In whose autumn glory she
mad b hGr loneliness. There the
oleak held about the Lindstrom cottage
lay: Out Of all this meagerness she
had como. And he had lifted herI
HVen Lindstrom. gaunt and silent
welcoming him from the raveninR dogs
could not chill his Jubilance. He waved
n papers toward old Mich. The house
hold stared at him.
Hear this--aIl Of you'll" And he be-