The Bamberg herald. [volume] (Bamberg, S.C.) 1891-1972, 1921-03-17
SYNOPSIS.

the home of his sweetheart, Madge Van
Teller, chagrined because OF her refusal
Of his proposal of marriage. His income,
$4,000 a year, which he must surrender
If q certain Miss Imogen Pamela Thorn
ton (whom he has seen only as small
girl ten years before) is found, Is not
considered by the girl Of his heart ade-
Quate to modern needs In don't care
mood Randolph enters taxi unseen by
the driver, and Is driven to the stage
door Of a theater. A man he knows,
Duke Beamer, induces girl to enter the
cab. Beamer, attempting to follow, is
pushed back by Randolph and the cab
moves on. His new acquaintance tells
Randolph she is a chorus girl, and has
lost her position. She is in distress, even
hungry, and he takes her to his apart
ment. There, after lunch, a chance re-
mark convinces him the girl is the miss
ing Pamela Thornton. He does not tell
her Of her good fortune, but secures her
promise to stay in the fiat until the
morning, and leaves her. In whimsical
mood also realizing that the girls reap
,pearance has left him practically pennl-
less, he bribes the taxi driver to let him
take his job, and leaving word with the
legal representative of the Thornton es-
tate where he can find Pamela, takes up
his new duties under the name OF slim
Hervey" He loves the girl, but his pride
forbids him approaching her under their
changed conditions.
PART u-One evening he is engaged
by Beacher fremont, notorious profigate,
to drive him and Madge Van Teller to a
hostelry known as "Greenwood." Aware
of the evil nature Of the place, Randolph
Sriv hn ir~ fn GraanUnnS
Infuriated, Beacher gets out of the cab
and Randolph leaves him there, taking
the girl (who has awakened to a realiza-
ton Of her folly) to her home. Madge
recognizes him.
What a dream of night said
the clear voice of Miss Van Teller.
"Shall I be a traitor to my sex and
betray one of its secrets to you?
"Please do,' murmured Mr.. Ire
mont. From the very tone Of his voice
one could divine that he had slipped
an arm around her and was holding
her close.
"Well, it's this" she continued.
"Women are not conquered by man
alone, but by man and atmosphere.
We never rush at the precipice; we
hutter toward it with many stops and
pauses. The silliest breeZes of i'm
pulse may carry US on or a puff of
unkind aid hold us back. 1t all really
depends on the man imposing his at
mosphere so steadily that the drifting
soul of woman forgets it's inborn title
to vagrancy and sleepily assumes it's
enemy's goal"
"Madge," said Mr. fremont almost
earnestly, "you frighten me. I never
knew you could talk like that. You
frighten me because I have terror
of analyzed personal relations"
Randolph could hear a faint rustling
of her robe as though she had nestled
closer to her escort. II never meant
to startle you, Beacher," her voice
continued, not quite so clear. Into its
tone had crept, hesitatingly, a trace
of unaccustomed emotion. II was only
warning you. Every man can make
world of his arms for one woman; !;
not all can hold the illusion to be-
yond possession"
81 can, if you will only help me-"
whispered fremont, and paused as
though his own earnestness were TAX
ing him by surprise.
Il wonder" said Miss Van Teller.
'You have played the right game.
You have never said a vulgar thing
to me or stopped to the usual hypo-
crisies; those are compliments by in
ference that have fattered the best
that is in me. You have set the play
in a high plane that winning, wins
all of me; but"
''But what?" asked fremont.
But there is danger in the high
flight" finished Miss Van Teller "An
air-pocket in your atmosphere and,
pouf! all is lost-the good in ne that
you will have missed as we'll as the
bad that you could have won by a
baser effort"
What do you mean?" asked Ire
mont, no longer making the slightest
effort to hide his awakened interest.
II was thinking" said Miss Van Tel
lier. dreamily, that every woman is
Il group OF three individuals. Shall
I tell YOU their names?"
Yes" said fremont.
THE first" continued the girl, her
voice floating from her as though
carried Oh the bosom of her dream,
''is called Flesh; the second, Spirit,
and the third-the third I shall name
the Yelled God"
"Madge!" CRIED fremont, and Ran
doiph, listening viii! all his ears, could
almost feel the clutch on his own
arms with which the man had seized
the girls, as though to drag her back
from her minds far distance
"People WONDER" she continued, her
mood unbr0ken, ''at the wreck of ap-
parently perfect marriages and yet
it's 80 elnfple to any woman that
it's amazing that should be the first
to display our open secret. Only the
,..1o<. 1ox-or c,n no Spcurp OF his