Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1915-09-07

two days when the reason for her trip
was made clear TO her She had gone
TO the theatre because the drama was
her hobby. and she ionged some day TO-
stand before the curtain aucceHtIu|
playwright. Her experiences had been
anything but pleasant. since Nan was
not made Of the fibre that copes favor.
ably with managerial personaiites. Her
sketches had been kept IN theR tfical Of
fees and returned to her w'tnout COM
ment after months had passed.
SO while Nan sat scanning the pro-
gram Il did not occur to her that one
OF the greatest moments OF her life was
about to transpire.
when the curtain went up Mans breath
seemed 20 be flung back into her lungs
as in a great flame. The scene before
her was OF her own creation. She had
dreamed It in moment Of Inspiration,
and had put Il into the sketch that man
ayers had returned TO her. Nan felt
that she would die ss she sat there IN
the theatre with the knowledge that her
wonderful plot had been stolen and
turned into a strong three-act play. She
was dizzy, and for the FIRST time In her
life longed for violence with which
man would attack the person who had
robbed him.
Nan arose from her seat because she
could not sit longer and retain her con-
troll. She wanted TO scream out at those
puppets who were speaking her very lines
unmindful of her emotions. Not con-
| scious of where she was going, Nan found
| herself seeking the manager Luckily
| he was I'm the theatre and she stormed
| at him i'm so volcanic and incoherent a
manner that he only laughed at her.
MY dear child" he said finally, II
| know nothing whatever about you or
your play. This play has been running
| for six months. and you can sue as much
| as you like. ] think you'll find II losing
| game. Good afternoon"
She could not stay in Chicago longer.
With her own play running to packed
| houses and making n fortune for these
who had stolen 1t from her, Nan dashed
| back TO New York, hurled there by that
unseen force which had sent her to Chi
| cago.
Your manner of demanding your rights
! was rather volcanic. wasn't it?" he asked.
He looked at her tenderly. Now tell
me the exact claims you have against
! the producer. Have you all your copy
righted papers from Washington, your
| letters and receipts from the manager TO
whom you sent 1t and the original manu-
script?"
Nan laughed.
"I am sufficient of a business woman
to have kept them ALL" she told him.
"will you trust them to me for a short
time. l am not in the least sure that 1
| can do anything, but let me have look
at all the papers you have"
In an incredibly short space of time
John Muller returned from a trip West
He had considered the winning of Nan
well worth the trip in her interests.
knowing his business well. Muller had
instigated proceedings against the CO.
authors of the play and also sued for
back royalties, as well the appearances
of Mans name in connection with the
production.
Man." he said, when he handed her a
check for such a sum as 20 make her
gasp, IT am glad your play was stolen,
because / have decided now to become a
theatrical lawyer. There is splendid
money in that game"
Nan gazed steadily in Muller's eyes and
the truth of her own emotion regarding
him swept suddenly over her. She leaned
quickly nearer him and her soft arms
twined about him.
"And have decided that cannot get
along another moment without you I
think 1 have loved you forever, but had
not vision enough to see the reality Of
, it."
"You think you can find some use ~
, a man after ALL" John laughed hapYSA
and gathered her into his arms.
Copyright 1918. ~