The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1921-03-05
LUCKY SALLY
sy GERTRUDE CUSHING.

to cry and cry Tor hours on emu Az
you suppose I'll ever sing like thatT
The speaker dropped her chin into
her cupped hands and stared across
the shabby little cafe with gaze OF
almost tragic wistfulness,
A few blocks away the great opera
house was once more q silent, dark
ened cavern. In her dressing room the
prlma donna whose Butterfly" had
moved eager hundreds 10 envy. sad
ness or admlratlon-as the cnse might
be--was fretfu,ly removing her make
up and thinking Of the check in her
handbag and the delayed dinner which
would be ready in her apartment.
"Un bel d." hummed the girl In the
little cafe "oh do you think It viii
ever come to mcT'
Her companion. big, dnrk.eyed
girl. set down a cup OF viciousiy
strorg black coffee and grlpped her
| fists tensely on the edge OF the table.
Don't ever give II up. | never will.
It's worth any struggie--any sacri-
Gee"
A little old man sat opposite the
two girls. He was slipping tea, MUNICH
ing a ham sandwich, and around the
side OF his newspaper regarded them
with kindly quiEzicai eyes.
II take It you're music studentsr'
he advanced, cOurteously.
For the first time the girls became
aware OF his presence
"Yes, we are"
The old mans face grew genial and
encouraging. The girls responded:
"Did you hear Dorine tonightI Wasn't
| she superb?"
Madame Dorine Is a very great art.
list. know her. have known her
| for great many years. / have a
| fancy she would like you to hear he"
story. You particularly" He indicated
the darE-eyed girl who had last
spoken.
They bent forward glowing and ex.
pectant. Coffee and Ices were forgot.
| ten.
"She was born In small town out
West Sally Gcrrlsh her name was
Lucky Sally'-that's what they called
her. II began when my brother sent
her East To study singing You see my
niece and she were chums, almost In
| separable, and there was money In our
family while the Gerrlshes were poor
| at least too poor for that sort OF
thing.
| well, they came on here, found a
good teacher and settled down to hard
|
two girls you ever saw. My niece was
quiet little thing. Took everything
| pretty sober and thought long while
before she made up her mind.
Eat the end of year they were
both getting ahead fine. but my niece
had taken up with beau and she was
doing lot Of thinking about more
things than music. never saw him
but I guess he was pretty handsome
looking, and he was rich and sort OF n
swell. Well, about this time someone
heard my niece taking her lessons
and he was crazy about her voice. He
was looking for a soprano for his
church. and he hunted her up and Of
fered her the position.
81 don't know to this day the whole
thing. but Crystals young man had
something to do with Sally's getting
the church. She did get II, and the
! folks back home said again, 'Sally's
luck, and did anyone ever see any
! thing like itT
There's a lot OF things you can't
see right from distance. My niece
was the lucky one that time, though
no one knew IT, Her fine beau kinder
drifted away from her. and the next
thing we knew he and Sally sailed for
Europe on the same steamer. My
niece never talked much about Il. She
went home and she never came back
to study. She kept on with her sing.
Ing, and we all think In our town that
there never was voice quite so beau.
tiful. She's married now to a Upton
man, and she's got nice home and
three children-splendid youngsters.
The boys named for me.
Sally never went back home TIL
last spring. She stayed over In Europe
most Of the time and the newspapers
became her letters. We never heard
much any other way. She kept her
own counsel. The world knows her
as a great singer She's rich and she's
generous to. her people and back home
they stlu call her Lucky Sally The
man who led the two girls to the turn,
Ing point Of their lives lives In New
York. He's. married, too. ,
Last spring when Madam Dorine
went home she stayed three days, and
most of the time she spent at my
niece's playing with the children. She
was there when the telegram came
with an offer that took her post haste
to Paris My niece laughed when she
read II. You'll always be Lucky Sally
she said TO her.
Sally turned on her like a tIgress
she says. Don't let those words ever
cross your lips again. Lucky Sally
Oh the mockery Of itr Those were
just her words, and for some time she
paced back and forth without speak,
La IL. =