Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1922-10-21

In row. Knocked the bull over into
an areaway and the bulls conk split.
Same name he has today--Danicl Stew.
art. The newspaper files of the time
reported the case In few lines. There
was nothing about the trial. Wore u
beard and was deeply tanned, as IL he
had been at sea. In this burg man.
slaughter isn't such much unless
you're somebody. well. Daniel was
apparently nobody: so they put him on
the north bound in jig-tme. But be-
hind the hour Of the deed--blank as
your palm. Nothing as to where he
came from, who his people were, and
all that. This got me digging into old
city directories and telephone books.
No Daniel Stewart in either. of that
year. What's the answer? Why. he
Kept his real name doggo. Nobody
recognized him on account Of his
'Manslaughter! -" And always
hunting for the face of some woman
But why all this energy?"
Poor child! After we have his iron
boys in our jeans, we can add to it
from time to time
; None of that In mine, bo; not in
mine!' said the Shadow. resolutely.
Have you ever had this guy look at
|
How do you mean?''
-, When you do something he doesn't
lke. Ever have ice slipped down your
PACK! That's what I mean. I'm going
and fade"
Suit yourself.".
That's me, George But man
slaughter. How did it happen"
| rlpu to got infn n hans. x,,bor,
there was an auction going on. Seemed
TO go berserker: pulled people right
ana ieft and Knocked over woman.
Inc bull jumped him and hauled him
INTO the street. A minute later It was
all over; and the Professor was on his
way to the Tombs. Then he became the
great grandfather Of all clhms. But
the man in the adjoining cell said he
heard the professor sobbng all through
the night. He got his monickcr up there
because he was d walking encyclopedia.
What do your think of IL"
Nice bit of work for you, George ::
put II you want my advice, forget II
Nemember, he can turn on you and give
You ten years, on a whistle. He's got
us both that's just why we were hired.
but this hicE in the ambassadors =
"Where!"
The Shadow once more recounted the
comedy. Belllnan rOared with laughter.
Go ahead said the Shadow. sar-
castically; get the ha -ha off your
chest. hut watch your step il he comes
to Interview you. lie passed me in the
lobby little while before YOU came
re had on dress-suit, and looked as
II he had been born to it. Now, when
get into those glad rags, look like
waiter or chorusman. But what's
the big gnmc? Why the Great Adyen.
turc Company?'
Hanged If I know" answered Bell
man, 'or care"
The Girl on the BillbOartls
At the time Bancroft entered the
theatre, Nancy bowman sat in her
dressing room, waiting for her call.
She heard the volcy Of laughter in
reply to some witty--or supposedly
witty-lincs uttered by the popular
ilSht-opcrn comedian. Ling Foo dozcd
in her lap. and Nancy was absently
drawing her fingers through the double
run ,I, that reached below his shoulders
What's the matter with me, Ling
Foo? Why should l hate 1t, when II
means bread and butter. clothes and
rent all winter! l ought to be grateful
for my luck. / wonder how | do It
go out there and dance, and sing.
laugh. and make a fool of myself, when
all the time my soul is in rcbellion?"
There came n knock on the door.
"All ready, Miss Bowman.'
She lcashcd the dog TO the dresser,
gave her hnir pat, and went forth to
drudgery. The moment she was on the
stage, 1t seemed to her that her soul
returned to the dressing room and left
q rollicking automaton down center.
Perhaps this very lack of self con-
seriousness made her the success she
was.
No doubt It may appear incredible
that young woman who had lifted q
mediocre part into New York triumph
should not be aware of her success, but
nevertheless Nancy was not aware Of
It in the sense she should have been.
The moment she appeared there was but
ons, notion in her head-to do the
work she was paid to do, as swiftly
and correctly as possible, and hurry
home. Her presence was electrical,
put snap into the lines and actions
and all because she was In a hurry to
be gone. 1t is doubtful if she COM
pretended the nightly ripple of applause
as she made her first appearance. All
her energies were riveted upon the i'm
mediate object of thought-to get
through and so home.
| In the wings stood two men, dis.
cussing her. They were in evening
dress. One was elderly. with an ami
mated Semitic cast Of countenance.
His companion was in the thirt!cs.
touched with certain marks of dissipn-
! ton. There was in his blue eyes an cX-
preston which, d2incdA might have
said l have seen everything and found
nothing.
Nineteenth thousand last week. For
nm angel you're going to do pretty
well. Craig.'
1T has given me deal Of umuse-
ment, Nanny, to watch the thing grow
| Oh, it's hit; but that girl out there
has turned the trick. Didn't you notice
last night that her understudy wasn't
received with any particular warmth"
Yes. Funny. you never can tell
where the lightning is going TO strike:
Nobody dreamed the part would stand
out like this
Nobody but this girl would have
made It stand out. How much are
you giving herr"
Seventy -fve."
"That won't do. Better make 1t
two fifty"
"Craig, I would il I dared"
"What do you mean by that, Mann
helm"
"She wouldn't understand that 1t
was due to merit. She's instantly
jump to the conclusion that ! had
ulterior designs. I've been in this busi-
ness all my life, but ! cant make. out
this one. Never any question about