Gilpin observer., 1920-05-27
THE DREAMERS
By VINCENT G. PERRY.
70. 1920. by Mcclure Newspaper syndicateJ

tSI AszV. py Mcclure Newspaper Syndicate.)
The dreamers sat side by side on
a log, looking away out over the wa
ters of the lake. The scene was
strangely peaceful-tiny, ripping
waves gently kissing the wet line Of
the beach, made the only sound. Then
from out of the horizon rose thin,
black line, line that widened as the
minutes passed, widened and swelled
into smoke clouds. Fascinated, the
pair watched until the great lake
freighter, with Its belching smokestack,
was clearly outlined and gained mo-
nopoly of the scene. Nearer and
nearer came the freighter-a steady,
onward force that rode the mighty
waters with the air of conqueror.
"Someday l am going to be like
that" The girl broke the silence. II
am going to spring up out of the back
ground and swiftly take place of
prominence in the world. Like that
steamer, | will travel on and on,
nothing will stop me, nothing can, un-
til have achieved greatness"
The boy smiled. He. too. had
dreams.
II will be like these waves" he said.
II will travel slowly, gently, surely.
I will go around the things in my way,
pass over or carry with me the small
things l may be pushed back, like
the waves, but like them will come
back again. Always will be reaching
out, out, out"
1t was many years later. Jack Tenn
pie, millionaire broker left his Of
flee, his head heavy and aching. Big
business had meant always headache
for Jack. Despite his remarkable
achievements and his worldwide fame
as the cleverest and coolest financier
on Wall street, he still faced every
battle nervously, still battled at a
tension; but none save Jack knew
that-to Wall street he was a man
without nerves, a man with an iron
constitution.
1t was for men like Jack "the tired
business man" form of entertainment
shows had no attraction for him that
night.
"Anything but n musical show" he
told his chauffeur, after he had given
up the thought of eating. II don't
care where. Even melodrama would
be welcome tonight"
So it was that the car drew up al
a small theater playing "The Bubble
Breakers" The name could apply tC
any show. but the glaring Autographs
displayed in front of the theater pro
claimed 1t melodrama without doubt
| Jack went in without flinching. II,
smiled when his chauffeur declined al
Invitation to accompany him-that il
itself was sufficient guarantee that th'
show was poor one. but Jack wa
there at his own bidding, and he neve
went back on himself.
The house was well filed. TIL,
cheaper seats were all occupied, bu
some of the more expensive ones wer'
vacant. Jacks seat was near the front
The curtain went up on the first &c
before the millionaire had chance t.
study the types around him.
The scene was beach. The waite
in the background was poor scent
effect, but the log and the pair seate'
upon 1t looked natural enough. Thel
appeared at the head of the canvas
black line. 1t was some time befor
the audience could grasp that it wa
intended for smoke, but when light
appeared and the form of poorl
painted lake freighter attached itsel
to the thin smoke line the riddle wa
solved.
Then the pair began to speak. TIL
girl spoke first. Her voice was lo'
and sweet; there was nothing of TN
forced melodrama in her tone. Sh
was just n child, barely fourteen, JAG
thought. His mind was more on tn
little actress than on the words sh
was saying. but when the boy spoke h
realized that they were dreamer'
dreaming of the future. Such foo
ish, useless pastime 1t was.
But Jack could not become bored b
the play. The plot was ragged, bu
the bright little actress protraying tn
childs part kept life enough In tn
play to hold his interest.
1t was between the third and fourt
acts that Jack came to his decision
His life had been such n lonely, bal
rem sort of thing, why couldn't h
do something worth while now? h
asked himself. Here was his chanC
to spend some of his millions on ai
other, here was his chance to Civ
| this child-drenmer the means of reali.
ing some of her dreams.
Lenore Roselby sank to the chal
before her dressing table and gave
sigh of relief. The play was owe
and she was glad of II. for her pal
was hard one and she had exerte
her every effort to portray 1t. lie
maid entered with a card. The actres
gave the card but n tleeting glanc
Cards meant only one thing In he