Evening star., 1918-06-16

q Miss Deare. across the table,
sighed 1t made her sad to hear Jabez
Bunker eat soup, for she had just
come down from the Catskills, where
she had spent blessed and happy
ten weeks; and when she closed her
eyes and listened to Mr.. Bunker eat
soup. It recalled the gurgle OF the
mountain brook by which the summer
had been spent.
In the movie" magazines Miss
Deare ws known as Vera Deare, al
though she had been chriStened Mag
gle O'Toole by her parents. but she
deserved her self-given name, for she
was a charming little creature. With
a little black stuff on her eyelashes
and some red stuff on her lips she had
been one of the best "onjynoo' sub
JectS a camera ever shot; but Tor
year she had been, in the parlance OF
flmdom, dead up against it,. That
time she leaped off the yacht into the
icy waters of Long Island sound Gn
the picture representing Alaska), the
pneumonia had been waiting to grab
her. And grab her it did. leaving her
frafl body a shadow and her lungs SO
bad that the medicine men said She
was on the way to be 'T. B." and
she had to throw up her contract with
the Rectangle company and get into
the mountains Now she had ventured
back. She should not have done it.
but her money was gone. She had
to get to work, T. B. or no T. B.
The trouble with Vera Deare was
that she had lost her curves. Her
poor, white cheeks, instead of being
the convex side of a peachblow vase.
were now the hollow sides of white
saucer. She was just about right to
do the last act of Camille but her
round of the agencies only brought
sympathetic words-there was no T.
B. part in anything being produced
by the cinema companies just then.
AS one agent told her: 'I'll keep my
eyes open-but l dunno! They mostly
want plump chickens this season"
In Mrs. Winners select boarding
house Miss Deare would have been
stranger had it not been for Miss
Fogarty. The day Miss Deare re-
Deare had had her trunks removed
from the AID street station of the
West Shore Miss Fogarty had recon-
mended Mrs. Winners place as good
and cheap and as her own roosting
place. One glance at Miss Fogarty
convinced Miss Deare that Mrs. VIM
mer's must be good place to board.
for Miss Fogarty looked like tasty
dessert-peaches and cream. In ad-
dition to this, Miss Fogarty was
superplump and superjolly.
Miss Fogarty was late. Grandpa
Bunker had almost finished his soup
when Miss Fogarty came into the
dining room, hitting her pompadour
from below with her snow-white
hand and beaming generally. She
Deare.
''Oh. say. Miss Deare" she -exclaim-
ed. II guess we got a place where
we can put you! Amt it grand? You
don't know Oily Oliver Pipps Bsowp do
Brown is beyond doubt the eighteenth
greatest American author. Honest!
But of course we don't say that when
we're trying to sell his stuff. We say
he is the greatest and let it go at
that Mr.. Cudd says he's worth a
hundred thousand dollars. Think of
an author worth that"
"Did you say there might be a
place for me-" asked Miss Deare.
TREMENDOUSLY.
Gee! Aia't 1 awful when I get to
talking". laughed Miss Fogarty.
"Why. yes. honey. Mr.. Cudd told
Mr.. Oliver Pipps Brown you was just
the sketch he needed for his hero
wine. I guess you amt read Mr.. Oil
yer Pipps Browns book. THE Making
Of James, have you?"
mo, I don't think /"
"Well, it's a wonder-book for fair"
said Miss Fogarty enthusiastically. II
ain I redQ IL myself, nor neltneF mas
Mr.. Cudd. but Mr.. Oliver Pipps Brown
says it is, and he ought to know-he
wrote it 1t ran serially in the I'M
perial Monthly and was brought out
as a book and had a perfectly enor-
nous sale. Mr.. Oliver Pipps Brown
says so. Gee. honey, it's hard to sell
the movie-makers anything these
days."
No one had time to say anything.
sfor Miss Fogarty went right on in
her rushing way:
Them big concerns is all getting
cheesy, if you want to ask me. Mr.,
Cudd says soS He told Mr. Oliver
Pipps Brown SO. He says: Now, you
take a big book like this of yours,
Mr.. Oliver Pipps Brown, wrote by
Americas foremost author, and them
big concerns ought to grab it, but
believe me" he says. they're all
nutty! They don't know a MASTER
piece when they see one. The small
concerns is doing the big things in
movies today he says. Why, you've
got a story here in this Making of
James" that is a world-beater, bar
have "Cabirfa" and 1.-THE Birth of a
Nation" stunned to standstill.'
That's the way Mr.. Cudd talks, but
he's a rough diamond, just the same"
81 thought you said" began Miss
Deare.
THAT'S what I'm coming to-" said
Miss Fogarty. "Mr. Cudd says to Mr..
oliver Pipps Brown: This book is
too big to waste with those old fossil
producers. anyway. There's a for
tune in 1t. Now. 1 know a director
that has got them all beaten-Mike
Hartway. He's been out of a job for