The Meridian times. (Meridian, Idaho) 1909-1938, 1917-07-27

ried association Of him with 1t. That
all thoughts and memories of him
must necessarily be painful, she had
taken for granted.
But with this sudden lighting up OF
hope, she flung the closed door wide
and called her husband back into her
thoughts. This hard thing that she
was going to do--this thing that meant
sIeepless nights, and feverishly active
days--was an expression simply of
her love for him--a sacrificial offering
to be laid before the shrine of him
In her heart.
Yet the fact that Roses heart was
racing and her nerves were tingling
with a newly welcomed sense of her
lovers spiritual presence, did not pre-
vent her flying along west on Ran
dolph street and south again on the
west side of State, with very clear
ly visualized purpose. Half an hour
later she hailed passing cab and de-
posted In 1t one dressmaking form,
huge bundle of paper cambric-in
black, white and washed-out blue, and
her own weary but still excited and
exultant self.
It was after eight o'clock when she
reached her room. Rehearsal was at
eight-thirty and she had had nothing
to eat since noon. But she stole the
time, nevertheless, to tear the wrap
pings off her "form" and gaze on its
respectable nakedness for two or three
minutes with a contemplative eye.
Then, reluctantly-it was the first
time she had left that room with re.
luctance-she turned out the light and
hurried off to the little lunch room
that lay on the way to the dance hall
1t was during that first rehearsal
which she so narrowly missed being
late for, that she got the general
schemes for both sets of costumes
She began studying the girls for their
individual peculiarities of style. Each
one of the costumes she made was go
ing to be for particular girl.
AT last when a shout from Gal
braith aroused her to the fact thai
she had missed an entrance cue alto
gether, in her entranced absorption ii
! these visions of hers, and had caused
that objectionable thing, stage wait
she resolutely clamped down the liz
upc- her Imagination and, until the.
were dismissed, devoted herself to thu
rehearsal.
But the pressure kept mounting
higher and higher, and she found her
self furiously impatient to get away
the squalid little room down tn
street, that had three bolts of cam
brio In 1t and dressmaker's manne
quin-the raw materials for her magic
Rose couldn't draw a bit. Sh
hadn't the faintest impulse to make
beginning by putting a picture dow
on paper and making dress from
afterward. She couldn't have told jus
why she had bought those three shade
: of paper cambria.
What she had felt, of course, at tn
; very outset, was the need of somethin
to indicate, roughly, the darks an
lights in her design. And, short of tn
wild extravaganza of slashing into tn
fabrics themselves and making he
mistakes at their expense, she coul
think of nothing better than tn
. scheme she chose.
Rehearsal was dismissed a fttl
early that night, and she was back
her room by eleven. Arrived Their
she took off her outer clothes, So
down cross-legged on the floor, an
went to work.
When at last. with a little sigh an
TREMENDOUSLY smiling acknowledi
ment of fatigue, she got up and locke
at her watch, it was four o'clock
the morning. She'd had one of thos
experiences of which every artist ca
remember few in his life, when 1t
impossible for anything to go wrong
. when the vision 'miraculously better
.. itself in the execution; when the onl
difficulty is that which the hands ha,
in the purely mechanical operation {
keeping up.