Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1921-01-08
SUNNY DUCROW
me In love with Bertl"
she burst into a merry peal OF laugh
BY HENRY ST. JOHN COOPER

had'-she paused--"the measles once
when was a kiddie. and had the diph-
theria once and went to the isolation
ns,,ssd ,orsspdital did, ,.1,,mh and done we'll" She
one way and another, but I amt caught
love. and dent mean to. I've, got no
Bert-you know 'ow helpless he is-he
left aione-if there wasn't me to look
after him. Could he?'
rinston IS said. "Not Very Vsr bright, should
"Berts q perfect ijuti" she said
briefly. Hes got TO have some one to
look after him. That's why I've got to
amt no hurry. Me and him have fixed
It up to get married when we are forty"
II see," he said SLOWLY see"
"oh. thank goodness for that. then!"
turned turned to sSRi Sim-"you didn't better come me
farther"
She held out her hand.
I'll see you home"
He had his way. He saw her to the
door There he shook hands with her;
for few moments longer. perhaps, than
was absolutely necessary
Goodnight. Sunny; and-and I think
n" vo, he .p pausedwI ,nI think you will find out
wrong about what?" she asked.
About being proof against love. I
fancy It'll come to you one day, little
girl, and when It does yours will be q
love it viii not Be with any ordinary
love-it win be heart and soul 1t will
be great and wonderful love, yours,
Sunny, and he who wins 1t will be a
happy and fortunate man! Goodnight,
He wr,,no her band and turned awav
Sunny stared after him.
What's he mean by that?" she asked
herself. He's gone of his onion!''
And then she went Indoors.
duction. Max Hemminsway had spent
money like water. He had laid himsel:
out to offer his best to the public, but
one thing was lacking. The popular IA
vorite. NJ Miss Leslie Montressor. was
other side Of the Atlantic, Miss Mon
tressor was big loss. There was no
one else In London quite UP to her stand
ard: She was a personality. She alone
had the power to draw, and Hemming-
young and even prettier than Leslie
Montressor. She was very charming
and very graceful. but she was not Les
lie Montressor.
r,,novs rot course they'll miss her" ,s Hem M
Even the British public has a grain OF
loyalty In it's composition. They'll miss
Leslie Montressor. I'm nervous about
the .Blythedale girl she's stif. She
don't let herself go like Leslie did. I
hope it's going to be all right -
all ride. didn't id?"
ut ought to be, but what ought to be
very often isn't" Hemmingway said II
just hope it's going to be all right"
Aa the frat Iau draxu Ham,
mingway grew more and more anxious
and inclined to be Respondent.
II dell you." Rostheimer said, dat
song dat feller-vat's his name?-sings
Soh, sans 'Si him. Hemminsway said.
Yes, 1t isn't so bad. It'll go, l dare say
But I'm worried. think I've made a
mistake. Rostheimer, about that Blythe.
dale girl. She's nice and pretty and
Sns 81 hes s but ssnt sant se sss
jump about She's stiff The public
hate any thing that's stif. She don't
film fling E, herself into the part. Come and
the stage a dress rehearsal was In pro-
gress
Hemingway was right; Miss Blythe.
dale. for all her youthful charms, was
distinctly e, II In the lovemaking scene
In the cornfelds. She did not let herself
She did not in the least look like a
country maiden in her print dress and
her sun-bonnet She looked like a
smart London young lady dressed UP
in clothes that did not belong to her.
srosned 'Tse Ieok aGto at her. ss9nS mincins snS
pranclng about. Picture Leslie in such
a part she would have been it"
For goodness sake, Miss Blythedale."
he said, "do-do let yourself go Get
fsis Stf your high horse Here do 1t like
He pushed her aside. He took her
place on the haycart.
You've got to be coy and rogyishw
full Of fun. See?" he shouted. You've
a 'bus-it's a haycart It's stuck out
here In the country; 1t isn't Piccadilly
Now. then, have another try"
Miss Blythedale was In tears. II was
hopeless--more hopeless than before.
That girl is going to ruin the whole
mad to choose her. I thought she could
do It I made a mistake. She's only At
for a walklnsdn part She's great as
Lady Marigd Mansold 'wur.el the
society young lady. with four lines to
sR:as sss sas Ss' % shf' helpless fraud at this
He tramped up and down the wings.
and wrenched his cuft-links of in the
agitation Of his mind.
IT dell you. old Teller. der mistake
oughd to have put dat little Sunny girl
into dis bart"
IT believe you are right She knows
how to be natural" Hemmingway said.
But it's too late now"
heimer said.
Yes. but hang 1t; two days, man
alive! Are you mad? No; IT'S going
to go through. We've got to trust TO
luck. There's the scenery and the
standard and bit beyond. We've just
got to risk the Blythedale girl"
Hemmingway's interference at re-
hearsal had done considerably more
harm than good. Before that Miss
siythedaie ,, had ID been merely merely stiff and
and the combination had a terrible ef-
feet on her part OF Marian Dobbins, the
country maiden. Leslie Montressor. as
Hemingway had said: would have
part. She would have ceased to exist
In her own personality. She would
have become a country girl with a rich
Somerset accent. and the audience
would have gone mad about her. Grace
st ,s was mot only spobns lin her
Hemingway held his head In his
hands and groaned In bitterness OF
spirit He saw failure before him, and
failure meant the loss Of many thou
sands of pounds, apart from the blow
to his name as successful producer Of
high class revue.
"Ive been a fool!" he said. II can't
imagine now what was thinking about.
! ought to have bagged Molly Des-
champs or Lucy Lane for the part.
Either of them would have done II all
right; now I've got that stick !"
'Or der liddle Sunny GIRL" Rost-
heimer said.
Hang her! She's got no experience
aha'a nnlU ha0 Iap,y, In