New Britain herald., 1921-07-15
THE STORY so FAR

 of terror from the interior of ner home. Rushing into the house she stumbled over the form of her son lying on the floor, her daughter hung across the arm of chair, a young nephew was stretched out on the floor and on a divan lay the form of a neighbours son. A beautiful girl whom she had never seen before, lay sidelong, apparently in death, on panther skin before the fireplace.
 Fearful that some dreadful catas- trophe had occurred, Mrs. Vickers was relieved to learn that the chill dren were only playing dead, having just finished a rehearsal of Hamlet" !"
 The Juvenile home talent produc- ton had been produced under the clever direction of Sheila Kemble, the pecocious daughter of the great Roger Kemble and his wife, also an actress, whose stage name was Miss Polly Farren. Sheila proves to have all the acting ability of her parents and appears to be quite genius in organizing other children into thea trical companies. Mrs. Vickery, who entertains old fashioned notions of tn emorals of actor folks, Is pained to learn that her young son shows signs of falling in love with the actress child.
 Later on SheilA prevails upon her parents to permit her to go on the stage. She meets and becomes at- tached to Floyd Eldon. A fellow actor named Tuen has just died from appendicitis.
 Eldon succeeds him in the cast Later Sheila went west with another company where later on she again meets Eugene Vickery, who tells her he has succeeded in his lifelong am bition of writing her play He meets her next day in her managers office where the play is read. The age to Sheila, tells Vickery his play is not satisfactory, but they agree to try it out in a stock company. Eldon joins the same stock company and shows unmistakable signs of being jealous of vickery. Later Sheila meets a Bret Winfield, who one time had been thrashed by Eldon under the impression that he had insulted pASAid. NiChSIy SuOWS SlSuS OI DClHE jealous of both Eldon and Reben, the manager. He invites her to go mo- toring with him and Winfield where he tells her he has discovered some thing in the first act of the play, which had made a hit on it's opening night
 But sheila was thinking of the man at the wheel He was rich enough to own car and clever enough to guide it through a swarm of traffic with skill and coolness. Now and then he threw a few words over his left shoulder and presently drew up to the curb and got down, mo- tioning to vickery with the thumb of authority:
 'Im tired of letting you monopo- lize Miss Kemble, Gene. I'm going to ask1her to sit up with me-"
 "Bu Pm telling her about my play" Ybjected vickery.
 If. you don't mind," said Sheila, T should like to ride up with MT. Winfield. The airs better
 Winfield opened the door for her, helped her down and in again, and resumed his place.
 The chatter ran about as impor- tantly as the engines, but it was cheerful and brisk, lasting until Sheila had to go to the theater. After the evening performance she found Win field waiting in his car. He asked her to take bit of the air for her health's sake. She consented-for the sake of her health.
 Winfield had reasoned that if the generality of pretty girls who motored with men were prepared for dalliance, by so much more would an actress be. Consequently, when he reached a hilltop where there was good ex- cuse for pausing to admire view of moon plated river laid along a dark valley. he shut off the power and slid his left arm behind Sheila.
 She sat forward promptly, and his heart began to chug.
 Sheila did not want to hate this nice young man. But she did not want to be hugged. She groped for appropriate words. Winfie1d's big. lenses over his eyes, was brought nearer and nearer to her cheek. Then she inquired quite casually:
 "Is it true that they can send you to the penitentiary if you hit a man
  glasses ?'
 Sheila was as astounded as Win field was at this most unexpected query.
 .I don't know. But why? What about it?'
 Because, if its true, l want you either to take your arm away or take your glasses off
 "For the Lords sake!" Winfield sasped, relaxing his clutch. "I beg your pardon very humbly. Shall we turn lack now?"
 '1f you please"
 He was young enough to grumble a little:
 Are you in love with that man EldonT
 Hes very nice"
 You love him, then?"
 Not at all"
 Well, then, if you keep me at such a distance, why do you-how can you let him put his arms around you and kiss YOU twice a day before