The Oakley herald. [volume] (Oakley, Idaho) 1908-1961, 1923-10-19

these you can have II you will let u
take you East. or course. If / fin,
you cannot take this part, / will, hole
myself accountable for you. l will no
let you be loser in any way by the
experiment With your beauty''-Yar
nall fell back In his chair and gapet
from the excited speaker to the silent
listener = "and your extraordinary
voice, and your magnetism. you must
be especially fitted for career OF
some kind l promise to find you
your career"
Every drop of blood had fallen from
James face and the rough hands on
her knee were locked together.
"What part" she asked In quick,
low voice, is this that you think I
could learn to do7"
Jasper changed his position. He
came nearer and spoke more rapidly.
1T Is the story of a girl savage
girl, whom a man takes up and trains.
He trains her as a professional might
train lioness. 1t is a passion with
him to break spirits and shape them
to his will. He trains her with coax
ing and lashing-not actual flashing,
though / believe In one place he does
come near TO beating her-and he gets
her broken so that she lies at his
feet and eats out of his hand. All this,
you understand, while he's an exile
from his own world. Then, in the Sec
ond act-that is the second part of
the play-he takes his tanned lioness
back to civilization. They go to Lon
don and there the woman does his
training infinite credit. She is extraor.
dinarily beautiful she is civilized, sue
cessful. courted. Her eccentricities
only add to her charm. So 1t goes on
very prettily for while. Then he
makes a mistake. He blunders very
badly. He gives his lioness cause for
Jealousy and-to con- to the point
she flies at his throat. You see, he
hadn't really tanned her. She was I'M
der the skin, lioness. a beast, at
heart"
Jasper had been absorbed in the
plot and had not noticed Jane, but
Yarnall for several minutes had been
leaning forward, his hands frightened.
on the arms of his chair. The instant
Jasper stopped he held up his hand.
Quiet Jane' he said softly as
man might speak to a plunging horse.
STEADY"
Jane got to her feet. She was very
white. She put up her hand and
pressed the back of 1t against her
she looked at the two men with eyes
of such astonished pain and beauty as
they could never forget
"Yes," she said presently; "that's
something could do"
At once Jasper FASTENED to retrieve !
his error. "Oh, I'm so sorry. I've been |
clumsy. Do forgive me. Do let me |
explain. l didn't mean that you were I
a Wild"
She let the hand fall and held it up
to stop his speech. "I'm not taking
Mr.. Morena,' she said. "You
say you arrange plays and that you
have been seeking for some one to
play that girl. that lioness-girl who
wasn't rightly tanned. though the man
had done his worst to break her?"
Jasper nodded with a puzzled,
anxious air. For all his skill and sub
-lety, he could not Interpret her tone.
"And you think Pm beautiful?"
my dear child. i know you are"
'aid he. "You try to disguise it. And
know that in many other ways you
lisguise yourself. l think you make
great mistake. Your work is hard
md rough"
She smiled. I'm not complaining of
ny work." she said. ITS rough and
% am |. oh. yes, I'm real. true rough.
was born to roughness and raised to
t. I'm not anything l don't seem, Mr..
1orena. I've had rough travel all my
lays, only-only-" She sat down
gain, twisting her hands painfully in
er apron and bending her face down
rom the sight of the two men. The
Inc of her long, bent neck was a
eautiful thing to see. She spoke low
nd rapidly. holding down her emo
ion, though she could not control all
he exquisite modulatlons of her
dice. There's only one part of my
ravel that l want to forget and that's .
he one smooth bit. And It's hateful
} me and you've been reminding me
1t. / must tell you now that I'd
ather be burnt by white-hot IRON
ere she gave him wide and horri-
ed look like a child who speaks of
ome dreadful remembered punish ,
lent-"than do that thing you've ;
sked of me. ! hate everything you've |
cen telling me about. dop't want :
} be beautiful l don't want any one
} be telling me such things. / don't
ant to be any different from what l
m now. This is my real self. Ii is. l y
ate beauty. | hate it. Tn not good y
lough to love 1T. Beauty and learn e
z and-and music" s
Her. head had been bending lower
Id lower. her voice rocking under
] weight of restrained anguish. On L
e word music" she dropped her
,ad to her knees and was silent.
81 can't talk no more" she said,