The Sunday telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1914-1927, 1916-03-26

WQull EAAFb SUI hpSAANAJ ARNAA
her slender shoulders, but in the part
OF the lnsoucIant ingenue she never
failed to score. She was the quaint
blending which modern life has evolved,
of an oId-fashloned small town up
bringing, veneered with a bright crust
Of bravado born Of battling for her liv-
ing in city brimming with tempta-
tons, but she had never lost her gay
defiance nor had she lost the corner
stone OF her simple creed, "Be decent,
loyal to your friends and don't go
around with crouch"
Her gaiety was infectious, and as she
Z. tripped up the two steps to the wit
ness chair she nodded familiar greet
ing to the Judge and smiled at the jury.
'Mlss Barton Langdon, "you
have told us of the experience with Mr..
Pollock that led to your sudden resig-
nation from The Blue Feather COM
pany. Did you see him at any time
after that?"
"see him againl" she retorted. why.
that man was regular epidemicl" A
delighted giggle greeted the words.
emanating from the jury-box itself.
''We bumped into him the day we land
ed our first real job for the road. We
were on our way to the Prentiss Agen-
cy. Wed been there before and they'd
handed us the call again sign, so we
were playing a return date though we
hadn't much hopes. Old Miss Prentiss
Is such a sour old maid she'd never
hand anybody job II she could get
her commissions any other way, but
she has the inside with some OF the
good managers and you can't overlook
any bets in the show business. So we
went back, and while we were going
down the hall Mary looked so blue that
I had to play Little Sunshine with
much business OF Tve-a-hunch-that-
well-land- today'-to try and make her
smile and look pretty for any possible
manager. That's why We didn't see
David Pollock till We fairly bumped
into him, and he made a grab for
Mary's hand. Then he began to spill
out an apology. He said he'd been
searching every theatrical agency and
every theatre in town looking for Mary,
I've been wretched, Mary he said. Z
think must have been crazy that night
nj the "BIue Feather. I was Jealous
and angry and hurt besides. and I lost
my head. Won't you forgive me2 I'm
not going to bother you any more. but
I can't live without your forgiveness
By that time Mary had got the power
of speech back and she terked her hand
away from his as if Il burnt. I am
perfectly willing to forgive you she
said. and accept your apology, but
do not care to continue any acquaint-
ance with YOU With that we both
sailed by him and into the Office, where
there was fine young llne-up OF leads
and heaYies and capital rs, waiting t.
be selected by manager who was
closeted with Miss Prentiss."
.Did you and Miss Page secure posi-
lions In .that new company?"
Eyes, The minute the manager spot
ted Mary. he picked her for the lead
because she was the proper type. and
Mary, the darling, said she couldn't
take the Job unless / went along too
So he handed me an ingenue role with
about ten sides and twenty-five beans
as salary. Old Miss prentiss was Sc
friendly after that thought she was
going to kiss US goodbye, but she
didn't and we got away with our first
call for rehearsal and our contracts
tucked in our handbags. Mary's In
Guided the fact that she was to be fea-
tured In the play which had the giddy
monlker OF "A, won1an's Pledge"
MAY It please the court" broke II
the prosecutors, getting lazlly 20 his feet
call this Is no doubt very interesting
delightful. IN fact, and might prove Of
great help TO us IL we had stage aspt-
rations. But" with a sudden change
OF tone) 1--WE are here to decide the
guilt or innocence OF Mary Page, whom
tho state declares to have murdered
David Pollock. / fan to see. your Hon
or, whore the somewhat rambling fable
In slang which the witness ID telling
has any bearing upon this case.r
%Your Honor. and gentlemen OF the
fury" Langdon's voice rose before the
words OF the prosecutor had died away
"the story which the witness Is telling
saa everything to do with the question
OF the murder Of David Pollock II
viii show how again and again hi
forced his attentions upon Miss Page
ana Of the horror in which she held
him: and OF the almost inevitable men.
tai collapse that followed his brutal et-
forts to make her marry him. II have
allowed the witness to tell the story II
her own way. It Is simply that wish