Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1915-04-05
WOMAN AND THE HOME
The Daily Story
Through the Song

ing TO be gained by WORKING
bltterN' ne plcKeu up her hote OF re-
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't,., , 'ite. ".,, was ,lys guy ,I'o' ,,,a,.,
known himself that he was lacking in
somethinp that other fellows hadp
why even that dream chasing music
student across the court has that some
thing ! haven't" he reflected gloomily
THAT something that makes people ad-
mre one"
He rose from his chair and went to the
window Yes, the chap was at worl, now.
Clear and strong his voice rose in monot-
onous solfeggio.
And with his load to carry!" muir
INJURED Frank in admiration
1t had been a puzzle 80 him, ever
stncc he had met Dreycourt, to under
stand how the fellow had tho heart to
plod on at his work when the girl he
loved and had worshipel all his lie was
engaged to another man. Frank had
seen the girls picture ON Dreycourts
lmcau. She was certainly worth break
ing ones heart over. If ever Eirl was
And she's as sympathetic as she Is
beautiful Dreycourt had told him wor-
shipfulIN. shes always made me thlnN
OF harp-her nature is so responsive
and her voice SO clear and ripping
lie never did say that ne had written
a song about her but Frank knew that
he had As If all the college didn't know
that! When his haunting baritone voice
rose in this wonderful "Iiaru Song" the
windows surrounding the court were
crowded with silent, listening figures.
,oo,, q, ,oor ,,., ,,r.,,
When | have thoughts Of you!
sometimes II ouls, uIe~ Pcc'eulS' Phs
,rrai ,,I c,,,,,o,t,,,a. H. stoIa
out wistfully To melt into the setting
am Ever, cadence of n fold of n hone
yielded up.
with q sudden fierce determination to
find out, Frank flung himself out OF his
room and across the court.
NO. Keep on practicing.' he begged
Dreycourt as he slipped through the fell
lows door and into a big arm chair.
"Plcaso don't stop ! like to hear YOU.
To tell the truth, | want to see If |
can't catch some of your VIM
Dreycourt sat like statue on the
piano stool His face was white and inn
passive. He seemed TO stare into Franks
ewes and yet not to see them.
"Tve got to keep on he said in low,
represslve voice. III don't I'll so mad;
she died last night. Pneumonia. She is
no longer in this world" He swayed'
toppled
But he caught himself before Frank
could get to him. He was aShen white
now. but refused to leave the stool.
i've got to keep on. I've got to. ne
kept on repeating.
DoggedIy he turned bach to the piano.
What his voice could not practice his
fingers did Loud on the piano sounded
tho monotous solfcggio
termined solreggio practice.
softly. with a new. broken mean
ing, the wonderful song broke upon the
twilight:
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When have fhoughts Of YOU.
'''" ''''e ''','','. ,,. r1o
FRANK chapman "TdI" ~" '',p ,I, e,,
sprang to his feet II" paced 'ne moor;
There. with al nope Rone.",., eII,a ,m' ,ms Gm.
forever out OF reach-that 't'loN M"S
accepting what me hamueu NM W wa"
going on lie was gong on as Wasner
and Beethoven ana ohIpIh va" S"nr ti ,iro
was determined TO make OUT o, ms llts
what they had maze OF tneIrS; re WASH Masm
going to waste his one ne just necause
he couldn't have everything ne "ahteu,
ne was gong TO nave SunletnI',s, , @ - NV
everything. All at once r'nIN I""p''a"
knew what II was ne hau lacheu' IT,.
And Frank chapman, 100 was Eu'lE
desk before him' there would ne t1l,-
top business man deSk' lhSteau ol inns
student chair, there would ne an unce
swivel chalr. AZ one manu- "Oulu pe +"
telephone at the other stenoGrapner'
Frank chapman was Eo"s TO ne sue
cess among men!
suddenly, eagerly, he snatched pen
Dear JOY, he wrote swiity' II shal
be as you wish Don't feel hadly apo't
me; Ill get on all right. WORK IS a. sreat
panacea-a stimulating panacea! There Is
nothing one can't drown i'm work. Some
day, when I'm out in the world with other
men, you'll have the satisfaction of know
ing that your influence helped To MAKE
me. | thank you for that, JOY, dear Still
your Frank"
He sealed the note and ran down stairs
with it.
Here, boy" he called to one of the err
rand bows that always olled around the
door TO Miss Mason, No. Liberty
,,l,aaad ,.fgnrnusIv. nm the stairs On tho
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