New Britain herald., 1921-07-13
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la, and kissed her. She had an odd feeling that some day she would | say "Sheila Kemble? Oh, yes, I l Thew her when she was a tiny child I always said she would startle the | world'' | The house seemed still to culver after the neigh bors' young had left l and Mrs. Vickery asked: How did | you come to meet this little Kemble girl?'
 Dorothy explained: "Oh, I tele- phoned Clyde Burbage to come over | and play, and he said he couldn't | cause they had compny; and I said | Bring comp'ny along and he did, and she's his cousin 1 Mrs. Vickery smiled Why are you so silent, Eugene?'' she said. He shook his head evasively But Dorothy taunted shrilly: | Genes in love with Sheila!" | Well, what if am? ?'' he answered sullenly She's a darned sight smart er-and prettier'n some folks.'' Mamma" Eugene murmured pres ently.
 | Yes, honey"
 Do you spose I could write a play as good as Shakespeare did ?" l "Why-why, yes. I'm sure you could-if you tried"
 Mrs. Vickery had always understood l the rarely comprehended truth that praise creates less conceit than the withholding of it, as food builds strength and stays the hunger that cries for it.
 | Mamma
 | "Yes, honey" l | ''Fine!" she said | For Sheila' he went on. | "Oh!"
 Mrs. Vickery cast up her eyes and stole out, not knowing what to say. l 4
 CHAPTER II.
 The Training Ship.
 It was less than an hour after She ia had left Mrs. Vickery's when Mrs Jerrems was heard on the telephone plaintively demanding:
 Who On earth is this little Kem- ble girl?''
 Mrs. Vickery told her what she knew, and Mrs. Jerrems sighed: She's got Tommy simply bewitched.'
 Mrs. Jerrems and Mrs. Burbage | knew each other only slightly and liked each other something less than that. Yet Tommy and Sheila had ar- ranged that Mrs. Burbage and her | husband and her mother and the strangers wi lin their gates should all descend upon Mrs. Jerrems and pay five cents apiece for the privilege of | entering her drawing room to see the 1 performance of Hamlet" Sheila won an indisputa ble triumph for she had an uncanny power. After the final curtain the audience filed behind the sheet to lavish it's homage on the troupe.
 Mrs. Jerr ,ns had resolved to make the best of it once she was in for it and tried ., take the curse off the proclamation of collecting money from her guests by entertaining them and the actors at little supper. Mrs. Jerrems studied Roger Kem- ble and his wife, Miss Farren, sur reptitiously, as one would study a Martian or visitor from Tibet. For one thing, Polly Farren and Roger Kemble were pre- eminently fashion able. Perhaps partly as a result of this scrutiny the Kembles were glad to be gone as soon as they could decently take their leave and carry off their wonder child. Sheila was so exhausted by her la bors as editress, directress, and actress that she slept while her mother un- dressed her. Roger and Polly looked at her and smiled, shook their heads over her.
 She's hopelessly ours," said Rem. ble. I'm afraid there'll be no keep ing her off the stage when she grows up."
 Why should we try to?" asked Polly.
 Well, knowing what we do of the stage, my dear, it isn't exactly the ideal place for a girl, now is it?''
 No, of course not. But where i: the ideal place for a girl? Is there such a thing?"
 q rather fancy a smaller city"
 His wife laughed softly. "Yol ought to have heard what I've beer . hearing about Braywood. There are problem plays here-among busy church members, too-that make Ib- sen read like a copy of St. Nicholas
 You don't fancy small-town re spectability for your daughter, then 2
 '1 hope she'll be respectable. Blu there's so little real respecta bility ir