The Tupelo journal., 1916-01-28

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M.L., u..h.rt THE work l did
liz. was worth more,
= and he knew 1t!
Now I'm through. Didn't I glory in
telling him!"
"But these moving picture people
how did you get in touch with them?"
"Mr. Carr boarded where | did last
winter. He thought then he could
get me in-but only as an extra. They
pay five dollars a day, but the works
uncertain and l was afraid to risk 1t.
Last week he called up and said there
was a chance in the regular company;
to come right over and see Mr.. Stan
ley, the director"
"And he engaged you at once:
mo, I'd no experience except that
one week with the Universal. But
they were to take some pictures in
Jersey the next day, Sunday, and he
said he'd try me out. l was terrified.
/ felt everything depended on my
work that day. But 1t was cloudy and
they didn't do much, SO / had only
one scene Monday they put me in
stock at thirty a week. Now it's up
to me to make good"
"Oh. you WILL" encouraged Helen,
warmly. II know you WILL"
"If only l had some clothes! I
need an evening gown desperately.
They lent me one for a supper scene.
but 1t was a mile too big"
ssuyLx, TIL ,loJ1 IT, lopd uo, arv ~
NINE"
ooh, 1 didn't mean that" Then
impetuously. But If you could-until
I have a chance to get some"
"You know I'd love to. Come In
here, we'll look over what l have"
Her best gowns Helen kept in the
large. hall closet. And new she took
down several from their hangers and
turned them right side out.
you've so many!" ~enviously. ooh,
how attractive! love this!" Laura
held up a pale blue chiffon, with a
anticipated underskirt.
That's old. l got that In London
on III first trip, three years ago.
Look how badly it's worn-the chif-
fon's all pulled in front"
But that wouldn't show in the pic
lures. 1t doesn't matter if they're
soiled or worn, it's only the style and
material that show"
"Try 1t on" urged Helen. mo,
sir, you can't lie there!" lifting Pussy
Purr-Mew from the soft 1ufiness Of a
white charmeuse.
Slipping out of her shirtwaist and
skirt, Laura, radiantly expectant,
raised the blue chiffon over her head.
"Your corset covers too high" as
Helen started to hook the gown. wait,
/ a turn it in"
"Oh, it's SO graceful-and it just fits
me! I'm wild about it,"
ut does look well. / didn't think
We were so near the same size"
"What're you two doing in there?"
called Warren, who always resented
being left alone In the evening.
"Laura's trying on some Of my
gowns. She may have to borrow n
for the pictures" Then impulsively,
Go let Warren see you in that"
Aslow with excitement, Laura ran
into the library.
Great" laying down his paper.
Say. that's stunning on you! Suits
you better than 1t does Helen"
Helen knew this was true, but she
sshrank from having 1t put into words.
Though they had been schoolmates.
Laura, with her cloudy hair and vivid
.coloring. was several years younger;
and, beside her. Helen felt suddenly
tcolorless and old.
, When she tried on the next gown,
she whirled about before the mirror.
then darted OF with q joyous Il want
MI. Curtis to see this one.
'"Turn around" commanded War
rem. "Jove. you can wea Helen's
clothes all right. That suits you to
IT"
Helen had grown very quiet. She
was genuinely fond of Laura. but she
could not keep back the vague bitter
ness that every feels toward
another who is younger and
striking.
As she hooked Laura into the last
gown, she glanced over her shoulder
into the glass. Yes, she looked older,
decidedly older.
II shouldn't think of borrowing this
its too new and fresh"
..Oh. you wouldn't hurt It," Helen
tried to be generous.
Mono, n OF the others will do
Just as we'll"
This time when she ran in for War
ren's approval, Helen did not go with
her. Instead, she stood waiting BY
the dresser, slowly sticking the pins