The West Virginian. [volume] (Fairmont, W. Va.) 1914-1974, 1921-08-04
THE DAILY
SHORT STORY
"A Corner In Purple
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TAETWEEN two nickering gas
i Jets IN an old fashioned dress
slug rpom a cracked mirror
eied for sk whole nights reflected
far prettier face than many q,
pler glass OF superior station But
The Tinkltpg eyes and he round
I exq1isttely featured face that had
tllumtned the drab darkness of
fAls middle western theatre now
reflected Q dismal look. And hen
as Flo heard knock at her door
she turned With a half frightened
gesture and said timidly, Come
"oh, its you!" she exclaimed
n relief as her partner, Joe vii.
llams, stepped in AMI closed The
YES. your stage door loyer with
OCT the usual flowers,r he answer
Cd ~himsioally but his attempted
tlippapey did not wipe the look Of
worry from his face.
Isis he going to stick to lt?"
asked Flo anxiously.
He Is" sroWled Joe, flinging
himself dejectedly on the only re-
naming chair. We are canned
Newsstand no place to land.
The agent agrees to give US three
Nights at the next stop and no
more Says we're dead ones-he
could get 80 acts like ours-out
' ~ the gutter.
,'Jeeih she cried in dismay, "he
didn't Say"
Fact he replied grimly. II ask
rd him where he could find an
pthet pretty face like yours and he
sad the farms were full OF 'em
Farms, mind youi So guess its
back TO Broadway for US"
sop what7" demanded Flo, with
aretprn OF her old spirit 81 have
no conductor friends. Isn't there
Tome way for us"
Yes--and no. interrupted Joe.
" we can show Berger some new
sultan act with a bang-he'll
look at It: And that's all he has
promised to do"
y have It,, she cried jumping up
ana looking al him. You say
y.else to get three nights at Park.
ogti, Well get TO Berger through
friend Of mine who controls the
theater there. I'll ask Tom Gil.
iisn-,
'sYop will not flared Joe an.
srily. ASK that old political high.
binder for a favor? Why, Flo, /
Wouldn't think OF It,"
But I would and have. she re.
tolted coolly. He'd do almost any
thins for me-says So himself. He
Is in love With me and"
Joe recoiled and eyed her amaz
sFlo, dearest, do you know what
1ulre saying? Arc you in love
18th that"
she atepped up to him with an
enEry look and put her hand over
his mouth.
Don't Joe" And then she step.
Beg back out OF his reach. You've
Alled. Joe. Something's got TO be
dose or we'll be broke"
She returned to her seat at the
drifting table and dabbed q little
po%der on her nose while her dis
consolae partner and would-be hus
band eyed her fixedly for full
two minutes. And then with a
whooo he leaned over her eagerly.
sJoe and Flo-The Purple Pair"
hes cried enigmatIvcally. "Tnat's
the bic scream, Flo have 1t,
grille, I have 1t. It's the biggest
IDEA west OF Broadway. Purple all
oysr-purple hauglnss. purple cos
fines, purple lishts-the very"
shS regarded him with wistful
cent. Joe was always like
Visionary dreamer
she agreed and Joe. hap.
6, dashed out OF the dress.
ms oorn,
As their train pulled into Park.
Atown early the following Monday
iHlorning Flo missed Joe but as she
Mapped off the train she saw Tom
Gillian, big, buff and devourlng,
BEARING down on her with hands
ottstretched.
Little Flo!" he exclaimed bols.
terppsly. Come, here's my ma
chine-tump In" And he follow
Cd her into the car,
Got your postal" he told her
yholeips 4 fat warm hand over her
little cool one. What's the big
.deal7n
Flo told him. Not that she lack
Ped confidence in her partner, she
sxplained but then Tom could help
en so much, She explained the
le project, sketched briefly the
setting for the act that was
ik them famous and asked
iow be liked It. 4 cunning
in his eye escaped her but
smile he turned to her was
rming.
sGreat! And can fix It for you
tkerything In this town-they do
aSf II tell 'en. You ought to marry
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