The Oklahoma City times. [volume] (Oklahoma City, Okla.) 1908-1984, 1915-06-16
Beth, The Girl Who Went Right.
An Autobiography
Recorded by Ethel LLOYD Patterson.

AA ult y Nl''h lUtll nNlu To my
sister And II am little late,
wait Tor mp, Marion"
expected her to leave me. but
She stood STILL started when /
heard Mr. BurIowe's voice suu at
my elbow.
How do You think the show Is go
Ing to come OUT he asked.
| looked at him bmukly for d mo
ment puzzled. II Wag So obviously
silly for an experienced leading man
to ash me, AN INEXPERIENCED chorus
'Nrl my opinion NJ the possibilities uf
the production.
why couldn't / stay ana watch you
rchrar,cf' II was MuHuus voice this
time on the other side NJ me.
Mr. BarIowe coughcd aud II dawncd
upon me that my sister and the fnm.
GUS tenor were waiting, aud none too
patiently. FOR me 10 Introduce them
10 each other
MY sister Miss Rarmore." | mur
INJURED. MIR Buruwe."
At once the tenor stepped forward
with his flashing ingratlating smile.
Are YOU wanting To 10 on the
stage he asked Marion.
She caspcd her hands You would
have thought her whole HE was
wrapped up In u dramatic career.
On, l do want II chance 80 much y'
she breathed. Il have always wanted
to 20 on the stage. But It's so hard
10 get started. You must know that.
Mr.. Barlowe. And now, after all our
dlScouragrmentS, find cant even
get something 10 do here with my
sister"
My mouth opened. All our dlscour.
ngcments How could she talk ike
that when she know perfectly she
never before had tried to get anything
10 do.
who told you there was no room
for you hereY Mr. Barlowc asked.
spoke before Marion could. actu.
ated 10y some instinct which was not
plain 10 myself | know now did
not wish her to be- near Mr. Barlowe.
That I'm their proximity tu each other
'Ai' ~ NNNlA w NNNktIs
The stage manager told me quite
plainly that there was not Il chance
| said.
Mr. Barlowe drew himself up.
On he did, did hcT he exclaimed
/ We'll, wen just see about that Mis-.
Barmore. | guess II should happen
to want place for you, 1t could b,
arranged"
My sister came close to him, and
To my surprise put both her llttl,
hands ON his arm.
"Oh do she begged
Mr Barlowe hesitated but mo
ment
AN right" he said finally. Il thlnl
It can be arranged Suppose you mnrl
with me and | can tell you by thpi
whether I'll be able 10 put II over o
not Meet me at the Hyperian res
tauranL three blocks up the avenue
at half past one think III be able [,
give you good news"
Apparently they both had forgotten
my existence.
But Marion" | protested.
MIR Barlowe interrupted me he
fore | could finish my sentence.
"Ot course you win come. too. Mis-
Barmorp,' he said. courteously. "YoI
must, you know, to chaperon us"
How clever he wasl He touched IN
one string which could actuate m
ever VII down at the table with hlr
again, In my ears were ringing IN
! words Of Stella on the first night
hnd seen my sister across the restau
} rant; shes your sister, you know
You have got to stand hy aud no
steam ahead There was nothing I
/ do but accept Mr Barlowe.s invitation
, Besides, perhaps It would give me
: few moments In which 10 talk In MAJ
Ion before we met hlm and tell he
/ the sort ot man he was. That he wa
married and that he had little bah,
and that he had no reverence FOR hi
, own wife nor for amy other girl tha
walked ON earth.
. We'll. them concluded MIR BaI
: lowe hurrledly, that's settled Yo
! two meet me NJ half past one" n
| waved his hand I'm off" he sal
: and disappeared into the stage ei
r trance.
p ! looked AZ my sister.
"Oh, Mahonw | began.
= My sister turned ON her heel.
e We have taken Nh the collection
/ she flung back over her shoulder
don't think I'll wait for the sermo
9 Goodbye tn half past one"
started back tn my work with
n heavy heart was being made
countcnance something which kne
Q To he wrong and which, too. cou
n only lead 10 further mischief II
! were continued.