Atlanta tri-weekly journal. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1920-19??, 1923-01-25

FERROUS about the past of DR.. Dick Liv-
ingstone, who lives with his adopted I'M
cle DR.. David Livingtone, in the little
suburban village of Haverly. Dick in
love with Elizabeth, q gentle, self-sacrl-
ficing girl, quite different from her mar
ried sister Nina Wallie Sayre, the
wealthiest youth in the town, also is in
love with Elizabeth. Dick and Elizabeth
plan to go to the theater Wednesday
night to see the famous actress Beverly
Carlysle, in THE Valley" Dick tells
David he has determined to return to
Norada, Wyo., to clear up the mystery
in his life. David, worried, goes to the !
city and consults a great specialist on
the mind Now so on with the story.
~ INSIDE, in the corridor, David remem-
1 bered to put on his hat. Happiness
~ and a normal occupation, yes. But
no shock.
He attended to his work that evening as
usual, but he felt very tired, and Lucy, going
in at o'clock, found him doing in his
chair.
At midnight they heard the car go in, and
the slamming of the stable door, followed
bv Dicks footsteps on the walk outside. Lucy
was very pale, and the hands that held her
sewing twitched nervously. Suddenly she
stood up and put hand on David's shoulder.
Dick was whistling outside.
a T THE end of the second act Louis Bas-
II sett was standing at the back of the
h theater, talking to the publicity man
of ''The Valley company, Fred Gregory. He
was calm and only slightly interested. By
the end of the first act he had realized that
the star was giving fine performance, that
she had even grown in power, and that his
sentimental memory of her was considerably
dearer than the reality.
Beside his robust physique, Gregory, the
publicity man, sank into insignificance. Even
his pale spats, at which Bassett had shot a
COMBINATIONS glance, his highly expensive
tailoring, failed to make him appear more
than he was, a little, dapper man, with
pale cold eye and a rather too frequent smile
He hesitated, then added: "She's my sister
For bushes sreasons, I don't publish the re-
lationship.'
Bassett glanced at him.
'1That so? Well, I'm glad she decided to
come back. She's too good to bury"
But if he expected Gregory - follow the
lead, he was disappointed. His eyes, blank
and expressionless, were wandering over the
house. The curtain came down, and the
lights flashed up. Gregory stirred and
glanced casually at the reporter:
cts going like a house aflre, he SAID
triumph. She's the greatest there is, and
they know it"
"Does she know it," Bassett inquired
"she doesn't throw any temperament, If
that's what you mean. She"
He checked himself suddenly, and stood,
ing into the audience. Bassett watched him,
surprised. 1t took great deal
to startle a theatrical publicity man, yet
Gregory looked as though he had seen al
ghost.
mostened his dry lips.
There's man sitting down there-see
here, the sixth row, next the AISLE see hlln
Do you know who he is?
"Neyer saw him before"
min
ned to stare After time~h turned and
passing behind the hoxes made his way INTO
the wings Bassett's curiosity was aroused
especially when, shortly after, Gregory reap
peared bringing with him small man IN an
untidy suit, who was probably, BasSetC sur
missed, the stage manager.
He saw the small stare, nod, stand
Watching and finally disappear and Gregory
resume his former position and attitude
against the side wall.
Bassett's training made him quick 10
scent a story. He was not sure, of course |
hut the situation appeared to him at least |
suggestive He wandered out within the
crowd, edging his way close to. the man ana
oir1 who had focused Gregory's attention, !
and followed them into the street. He
saw only a small and rather shabby car.
Bassett noted, carefully, the license num-
ber
Then. still curious and extremely inter
ested. he walked briskly around to the
stage entrance, nodded to the doorkeeper,
and went in.
Gregory was not in sight, but the stage
manager was there, directing the striking
of the last act.
I'm waiting for Gregory" Bassett said.
Hasn't tainted, has hep
t'What d'you mean, fainted?' inquired
the stage manager, with a. touch of hos
tility.
81 was with him when he thought he
recognized somebody. I don't think it was
the person in question. Do your
The stage managers hostility faded, and
he fell into the trap. you know about
it, them"
''I was with Gregory when he saw him.
Unfortunately, I couldn't help him out"