The West Virginian. [volume] (Fairmont, W. Va.) 1914-1974, 1920-09-03

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hose keynote was the drao'oro% VT
IA conventional cheap board
Sn,,se-blrt there were nisn
Il az color where q gay SIX
icoat burst through the SVEN.
curtains OF corner closet, y.
bifik lingerie tumbled careles $50,
out Of halt-open drawer haG
wide couch that served ~ vim
By night was heaped hlgh WIZ
1orgeouB pillows-and for the rest
fheTe was MoreIla herself, reu'eola
m endowed by nature, sea Dlus
4 set beneath a thoughtful
W. q large, sweet mouth that
Rvayg smiled-ofttime When II
ganted. to droop with weariness-I,
q tiny mite Of u Moreli1 VINO couiI
Nance like an eli on the Drlm %
va Magic Fountain, and who could
sfng cheerily In the dull room as
she sewed spangles on gossamer
elfin wings that she must wear
HEAVY Footsteps sounded outside
fler door, and she heard the pldlli-
tive voice OF her landlauy. 49,.
"a gentleman TO see you, miss
eTIue-here's his card. me Steps
ndered away and Morella snatcn,
al the bit OF white pasteboard
1der the door. "Anurew-- She
Fbreathed softly. Andrew Feuton
-Coming here TO see me! MoteIIu'
Make up, his IS u uream--ItS
Nke-Nony Waite has played
Yes on you and is nS% giBgttHs ~
parlor downstairs" Neyerthe-
she kIssed the card and TUCK
n away in her wOrkbusket. IN
loment she had changed the
mona Tor little gray gown
twisted her glorious muir into
sembIance OF order ana Went ue'
murely downstairs to the grim par
lOr wnere Andrew Fenton. authoS
OF the musical show me MaB'|
Fountain" was waiting 70 see het
-for Morella was the humpiest
ember OF the dancing gives.
ometimes Fenton HAD talked TO
der behind the scenes, but TINS wa
the first time ho had singled hef
Ut FOR marked attention.
Andrew Fenton was u clever
Ming man oil thirty-tlHe, Win
brilliant dark eyes and me
Y.nouth that smiled down at Morei'
las establishment In very kindly
Its a glorious day, Miss De-
Nine" he said. You looked pale
fast night-iny car is outside ana
I.m going to CAKE you out ~ me
Shore to see the waves dancing IN
he neutrality-suspicious. you might
3u could teach the waves TO ny!
.tAnSelic mani" sighed MOreila.
In roses In her Cneeis, feeling
9 saucy Nony. Waite.
iater, when the wheels OF the
erful machine crunched u sau-
shore anu the fresh au4na
,ze had whipped more color into
reIla's lovely little race, feuton
hight the conversation around 70
play, MocellG's part i'll II, anu
llly asked her bluntiy WHAT Snv
doing in New YORK uny way,
alone ut her age.
Born here" SAID Morella Gfiel
ut not bred here" smiled Fen.
ell-we did live in little
II died and father married
well, Eve always longed tor
orls. and Broadway-!Snt IL
tuIE'' She slghea the sign
neophyte.
Ron laughed. Dear child,
8t is Broadway
t'Broadway is New York an:
CIV York IS Broadway-!t is HE,
Ablazed defiance
is display or fireworks
Are daZzled BY It. What you
life s-well-thrge.quarLers OF
the men and women streaming II!
and out pr the brightly ltgnteu
places are country lolk diZZy with
the lights and the music and dane.
ing-some day, often too late, the:
wake up"
Morella was a little frightened.
In spite OF her bravaGO sac HaG
grown TO fear the mercIless CITY.
"But / am part OF .NeM 4o.N,
She protested at last. 4 help to
gsinake II gay w4tu M uGncihS--uL
course l know l am only DIT OF
the tfnsel OF life all the fresh
color drained from her face. Il
hope you will pardon me--but !
Tead in the paper the other day
81 your engagement, her voice be-
lame hating. She is very beau
'You mean Miss yure?"
She is beautirul-but we are no
ger engaged, and he BIT
HiIp yIciously and Morellu saw
ut the memory OF the other S!rl
u am sorry" she said, and tried
to talk of other things, but her
voice JAILED. She cOulu not help
thinking about the girl he loved
8 girl who was pure gold and not
Unset OIL llG blaBSs Ns+L AlShb a.
abe dressed for the last scene she
hated the glitter!ug elfin dress
creature of the hot lights OF Broad.
way. Once some one asked her II
slle felt Ill, but she shook her head
and went on smiling, dancing
stRrry.eyed, beautiful until the cur
tain rang down, when suddenly she
BECAME weary, draggled elf-the
asst tic, leave the dressing room.
-Then, as she was leaving, q
sweet feminine voice drew her
back again. The great empty
mace behind the stage WIS va
nj. with here and there a dim
"a burning in wire cage and
Srello gasped as she recognized
@charming girl In u rich evening
81, who had an elusive air or
siouging to the gold of life.
sfit was Andrew FentOn's Miss
II couldn't find messenger"
ahe said pIaintively, 'and l won.
5er e you will be kind enough to
lind out II Mr.. FentOn IS here-nnd
fake a message"
Morella was quite pale. She
vas wearing the little gray dress
md hat and her hair was knotteI
+ !, phalI I,n rslo a