The Glenwood post., 1924-04-03
Stage
Door.
Visitor
By MORRIS SCHULTZ
%. 1874. Western Newspaper unisn.

"T1M. If that Mr.. Harrison comes
4 to the stage door bothering to-
night, give him this note" said Elsie
F'arren, the star Of the cast.
Tim grunted surlily, for Mr.. Harri-
son, gilded youth in his early TWEEN
ties, had been bothering him nightly
about Miss Farren, and slipping him
| fives and tens, which bothered him
more, for Tim was torn between the
love Of tip and his duties as watch
dog.
Elsie Fnrren smiled. Mr.. Harrison
was so very ingenious in his notes
processing eternal alteration. She had
not the heart to turn him away alto
gether.
"Oh, If you think it's worth while,
my dear" said her chum. Nellie James,
when she broached the suggestion.
That night young Mr.. Harrison,
sucking his cane, was amazed and de-
lighted to receive the little note from
| Tim:
Dear Mr.. Harrison: 1 am much
touched by your letters, and though
can't come out to dinner with you, as
you suggest, I shall be pleased If you
will take dinner with me and my
friend, Miss James, in our little apart
ment."
Dinner with beautiful star in her
own apartment What could be bet
ter? He did not think much about
Miss James, He wasn't bothering
about her. He rushed around to
florists and filled the car with flowers.
So that the heavily yelled Miss Far
rem stepped into little den Of per
fumery when she emerged from the
theater.
Not much was said-there was not
much to say during the drive to Miss
Farren's little apartment. It was
wonderful place, filled with Oriental
rugs. divans, wonderful pillows,
splashes of scarlet, gold and blue. A
great fan of peacocks' feathers stood
in front of the gas log.
"Now, Mr.. Harrison" said Miss Far
ren, 81 want to thank you very much
for admiring me-"
She threw back her veil, disclosing
to young Mr.. Harrison's dismay, the
Miss Farren was perhaps fifty, her
hair was silvery under the very OBJ
vious wig, and she-she was shipper
ing!
Come, take me into dinner" she
said, taking his arm, as the maid Just
then announced that dinner was ready.
In miserable dream young Mr..
Harrison escorted Miss Farren into
the dining room. 1t was done In Chi
nese Chippendale, but young Mr.. Har-
rison hardly noticed that. This elderly
woman was gushing at his side:
"Do tell me how you came to admire
me first, Mr.. Harrison And do you
think look young on the stage? They
tell me don't look day over twenty
five, and I'm nearer forty than thirty"
And Miss Farren Uttered.
Miss James threw Mr.. Harrison a
commiserating glance from time to
time, which only added to his unhappi-
ness.
They adjourned into the living-room
again. Miss Farren sat down very
close to Mr.. Harrison on the lounge.
"Do you know" she Uttered, "how
secluded we stage people really livef
It's ever so long since had a young
man who really admired me. Oh, Mr..
Harrison"-she cfasped her hands
"those letters of yours-i shall always
cherish them. 1 read them whenever
feel lonely. didn't dream that such
devotion really existed in this world.
I want us always to be warm friends.
Promise mel"
Mr.. Harrison promised, and, as soon
as decency permitted, arose to 20.
Must you really GOT" pleaded Miss
Farren, following him into the dimly
lighted little hall. She stood very close
to him, looking up at him. And there
was only one thing to do. Young Mr..
Harrison kissed her.
"Good-by; I'll come again soon," he
said, and fairly few.
"Poor young man. what shamei"
said Nellie James, as Elsie washed
away the grease-paint and shook the
powder out Of her hair revealing q
charming young woman of twenty-five.
''Oh, we'll, they've got to have their
lesson-some way" said Elsie.