The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1914-02-25
Copyrishs. 1915. by the BobBs-Merrial
 Company
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rOA mamma, laughed the girl, were too late for breakfastl Isn't t shame?'
 From tears to smiles, said MT. Ma gee, taking the girls hand. What worked the transformation Not the Commercial House, know, for pass. ed it last evening. .sSo. hardly the Commercial House. laughed the girl Rather the sunshine of winter morning. the brisk walk up the mountain and the sight of the heFmfE of Baldpate with eyes like saul GArs staring Ht q little girl who once bought his postal cards 7
 sThen you know MT. Peters r 1nqulr7 Cd Masee
 srs firaf his name9 You see, [ never met him in private Iffehe was just fhe herSnit wien E knew him used t1 come to Baldpafe fnz the sum l1n'ars sInd sslid his cards back to the folks at home #fn dream dreams of his love. story when from my window I saw xhe Hkht 6f ais shack atz night 1as11 sd glad te meet Mfr Peters dnf formal
 She heId oat her hand but Peters, 6v inrlz practice wary of women, had Ahrdehed himself with brea kfast pla tes 4shieh sprevenfed his cIasping it He fstIfter4d ssHow dye doTf and fled to- ward the door, narrowly av erting what would have proved 8 serious collision ssith tke large woman on the way
 s4Mr. Peters meets so few of your rex fIs winter. A1agee apoTogizeds syou sz,is.f a,a1fIou his e1l1 1fnsfnesss This gen 41<s:t1f N he indicated the professor, who arose-s7s Thaddeus Bolton dis ffn&ulshsd mem Der of 2 certain univer- sitT faculty. who has lied to Baldpate to escape the press of America Ana this Is MT Bland, who hides here rom the world the scars of broken nearI. The girl smiled brightly. And yotI'1-- she asked -sWflliam HalloWeI Magee,P he re turned. Lowing low 'sI have neat IstfIe T6llection Of stories accounting for my presence here from w41c D. shall allow you to choose iaLer- Not to mention inc real one, which IS simple almost to fault ..I am so happy to meet you all, { said The girl 'sWe shall no doubt become very good friends, for mamma apo nave also come to BaIdpate 1nn--Eo stay ssszss = ESr5 fsIand opened wide his usually narrow eyes and ran his hand thou gnt- fully oyer his one days beard. ro- ''F75 lessor Bolton blinked his aston1snm ent- dr AEagee smiled T for one am delighted eo hear It. he said ,- My name went on the girl sis HFsrv Norton May present my 0tns CT. Mrs. Norton 7''
 The older woman adopted what was cbv5ousiv her society manner. Sss
 1I certainly am pleased to meet you all.p she said in her heavy voice . A ll int st a lovely morning after the storm The slanss almost bIinding
 Some explanations 2 put in Miss Nor fon quickly. Sis due you tf I am to thrust myself thus upon you.x T am perfecfly willing to tell why am here, but the matter mustn t leak out can trust you, I'm sure- ~
 ~The bandits of Baldpateg MaEee re marked hippantly, glancina at the two men. sshave their own code of honor, and the first rule is never to betTay pal
 s.Splendfdgs laughed the girl. ou said. believe, that Professor Bolton was fleeing from the newspapers ] am fleeing for the newspapers-toa at- tract their attention, to lure them into giving me that thing so necessary to a woman in my profession-publicity. You see. am an actress The name ! gave you is not my stage name That Derhaps you would know. I employ a zantlen1an to keep me before the public as much as possible. It's horTids know. but it means bread and butter to me That gentleman, my press agenf, evolved the present schemes mysterious disappearance"
 She paused and looked at the others Mr- Magee surveyed her narroWly- Ht wondered
 .sssI am to disappear completely for . ffnne,v she went on AS though tht earth had swallowed me- will be ths good old phrase of the reporters. am to finger here at Baldpate inn, . key to which my press agent has SC cured for me Meanwhile the papers will speak tearfuI1y of me in taeil headlines, at least hope they will Can't you just see them those head Ifness Beautiful Actress Drops From sightr '' She stopped. blushing. .Ever1 woman who gets into print, you know is beautiful ''
 ssBut it'd be no lie in your case dearje.v put in Mrs. Norton, feeling carefully of her atroeiously blond stor' hair
 ssYour mother takes the words iron my mouth, z smiled Mir. Magee-
 ..F-rom what part of Ireland do vol come se laughed the girl She seehnet s0nnewhat embarrass by her moth CTS open admiration. Well, setting all blarney Hside, such will be th' headlines And when the last clew il exhausted and my press agent is th' Aame I come back to appear in 8 new play. a well known actress. or sucl alppant things is a Broadway reputa fzon bt1iIt,'
 rye ali wish you success, I'm sure.' ff~E RfaUae searfsf,ed his ruenaorv ir vain for this actress name and fame The answer was simple. An ether fable was being spun from whole cloth beneath the roof of Baldpate inn We have q New York paper here, 7 h, went on. esbut as yet there seems to b,