Daily Kennebec journal., 1918-05-01
ADJUSTMENTS
Opera House Presents "The Trap"
with Alice Brady, Tomorrow.


were not broad enough to realize that
David Shaw, the fanatically religious
father was the real sinner, and that his
narrowness had been the cause of her
mothers flight with a lover.
One man only braved public opinion
and sought her as his wife, Nat Fletch-
er, and him she scorned.
In one of her rebellous moods she met
Stuart Kendall, wealthy artist who
had been ordered by his doctor to a sea
son of rest and solitude. Curiously she
crept up silently behind him, and after
examining the painting on his easel
voiced her criticism of 1t, startling him
She danced away from him into the
water. Kendall, despite his modish
white flannels, threatened. "If YOU
don't come out, I'll come in after you"'
with roguish twinkle she challenged
him by wading further out. AS he
caught her, she stopped and holding out
mussel shell. showed it to him. lie
bent curiously over it, and she gave him
push that, taking him off his guard,
threw him face down into the water.
Again he caught her. this time re-
preaching her for his dripping apparel.
She had an instant solution-he must
come with her to her fathers cottage
and borrow dry tarpaulins.
She stayed guard outside the cottage.
fearful as she saw Nat Fletcher ap-
proach. Nat had made a net she was
mending, his excuse for intruding. She
begged MN TO go away at once-she
would bring the net to him later His
suspicious aroused, Fletcher turned
away, only to dart behind a neiehborinp
cottage to spy.
He saw Kendall appear from the COT
rage and Jealously watched as the artist
and the girl lounged on the sand while
waiting for his clothes to dry in the sun
As Nat announced that Doris was "un
10 tricks In the Shaw cabin, satisfac
uon shone on their faces Humanlv
they all had prophesed evil of Doris
The leader spat first, that he might
enunciate more clearly. ITS our hound
en- duty to 'vestigate."
Doris and Kendall still laughed and
chatted III the sun. And the prvinc
Hsnerman hurried to David Shaw. work
ing around his boat at the waters edge
Ionceallng their pleasure at bearing
oao udlngs, they told him Of Doris as
sumed downfall.
David Snaw was in reality not a hy-
pocrlte, as were the others. His relis-
lous fervor was sincere, even as theirs
was a cloak for their frailties. And he
truly loved Doris, for all his sternness
ana dlstrust. The news was a blow to
MN, IN spite of the fear he had aIwa rs
llVed in that she might follow her
mothers footsteps.
AS he struggled, his fanatcism pltted
against his paternal love. the fisherman
eyed him resentfully. If he protected
Doris, all their efforts would be In vain
Skilfully, they goaded him. with here a
word and there a word, all against his
| daughter, until he led them across the
beach toward his home.
Doris, on the Shaw porch. now alone
looked at the approaching crowd. Some
premonition warned her. She rushed
to her father questioningly. but he
threw her from him, accusing her. She
protested her innocence, but to ears
that were deaf. He denounced her, true
to his convictions now that he had de.
cided his course. He pronounced ma
sentence upon her. This curse must be
driven out from God fearing people"
An outcast, Doris succeeded in work.
ing her way to New York Late one
afternoon she wandered into Washing.
ton Park, and sat on bench beside a
tramp who was ravenously devourng a
sandwich Fascinated. Doris watched
him-she was so hungry. At last, wea ry
and discoura ged, she turned and buried
her head in her arms, as sobs racked
her, forgetful Of the purse that lay or
the bench beside her. The tram-
turned to stare at her and caught sight
of the purse. Carefully he opened the
clasp and took out the few coins inside
then turned again to munchinE his
! frugal supper.
| At last Doris sat erect. She could no
| turn back-she must go on. She seizec
| her purse. oblivious of her loss. ant
| started down one of the side streets
| leading from the park. Some time lat
| er she stood before one of the little Bo
| hemian outdoor cafes of that vicinity, 9
rendezvous for artists and students, and
wondered whether she could afford tt
enter and have something to eat. Me
chanieally she opened her purse, to dis
cover for the first time the theft. ]
| moment later she fell forward acros
the entrance Of the cafe, unconscious.
They carried ner solicitously inside
Left alone with the sympathetic hcat
waitress, she told her story There wa:
a solution-her case was not hopeless
waitress was needed, If she would ac
cept the work. And Doris gladly ac
cepted.
During the several months that fol
lowed. Doris began to absorb some o
| the atmosphere of Greenwich Village
widely different from that of the fishe
village And one day she met Kendall
VINO sat at one Of the little tables ant
discussed with prosperous looking ad
verusing agent prospective poster fol
| Regal Baking Powder. Kendall hat
neen hnding difficulty in securing thu
proper model. Just then he glanced III
ana recogni .ed Doris. Here is th'
modei need" he realized, and th'
agent agreed with him. Doris was per
suaaed 10 pose for the poster.
"heh tne poster was finished. the ar
'ist IN Kendall had given way to th'
man. susceptible to Doris. charm. Blu