New Britain herald., 1925-05-27

Gloria says that If Mother Gregory goes, she won't. Dick refuses to tell his mother that Gloria doesn't want her along. 4 few hours after, Dick and his mother leave on their trip, Gloria sets out for New York. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY Gloria felt as If she were sleep walking as she followed the redcap who carried her bag, through the great noisy railroad terminal.
 Outside, she drew a deep breath of air . . New York air. She shook herself. She was really here! Free at last" she sighed. I'm glad l came. I'll never go back! Never.'
 Her heart beat high and wildly as she hailed taxicab.
 A woman on the train had told her about a clean little hotel in | West Eleventh street.
 Gloria made up her mind that she would go there first 10 freshen up. She was dirty and tired, after her tourney.
 .. And then - and then, she would hunt ur Stanley Wayburn' 1 She sat back in corner of the ! taxicab and watched New York whirl by outside the windows In the pale sunshine. the tall buildings seemed rich and wonderful. The very trucks and busses seemed mar yelous to Gloria that day She was going to see Stanley Wayburn' Perhaps she would go on the stage and become great star! =. And this big, careless town this New York. would he hers tc struggle with, to conquer, Perhap' she would write her name in cleo tric lights against the night sky 0 Broadway yet.
 At the little hotel she registered as Miss Gloria Gordon a bet ter stage name than Gloria Greg ory," she decided.
 She went upstairs to the tidy. de humanized hotel room, and un packed her bag.
 She bathed. She brushed her red gold hair until it shone like polished copper She did" her nails. ant rubbed perfume into the palms c her hands, and on the nape of hel neck. She rougcd her cheeks.
 "'When tulips bloom in Cnior Square /" sang Gloria, happ, for the first time in weeks.
 She vas happy!
 And wasn't she pretty, though She put her head on one side an' laughed at herself in the lookini glass. Oh. she could land a jo' in a beauty-show all right
 If Stan couldn't help find her job, she'd go to Kit Cameron.
 Kit was chorus girl in tn "Gayrties' the most b"autifu chorus in the world, And Kit coul introduce her 10 the great GinfeIc himself.
 Gloria was sure that if Ginfcl saw her. he would give her plac ! in tho "Gayetios' .. She vas sur she was beautiful. Dick lad alway told her she was the pretti"st woIu an in the world.
 Dick Tho thought Of him mad Glorias heart ache for Just a mir ute She put the thought of hir aside. .. She closed her heal against him,
 She threw back her head, an studied herself with eyes that wer - like dark stars under their whit lids. She smiled into the miro She knew that she was betterlool ing than Kt Cameron had eye dared 10 he,
 GlorIa's spirits began 70 sink z she stood on the sidewalk an 'ookoI up al the dingy, narro building that vas Stanley Wa! burns boarding house.
 T wonder if hell be glad 70 sf me she thought.
 She was filled with panic as sl Q went up the worn stone steps, al rang 'he doorbcll
 n "Is thts where Mir. Wayburn l!vl ... Mir. stanley Wayburn?' sf askrd the tall, black-haired woma who opened the door.
 Yes. 'tis," the woman ansUere Who's wanting him."
 I'm - I'm him sister," Glor faltored.
 Well, he ain't home" the won an said. He'd ought 10 be here few minutes. Wsnta go up al walt for him?"
 Yes. thank you" said Glori She followed the boarding -hou keeper up the red-carpeted stai 10 tn" second floor.
 Stans rooms were at the back the house, overlooking dir backyarI. Upstairs, someone V practising on A doletul saxophon'
 But the rooms themselves we cheerful enough.
 There were magazines scatter about. A tin box of cigare's and cocktail shaked stood on the tab Stan's bright silk house-cost V thrown over the back of chair.
 Everywhere there were pictur of women . . the photograp that Gloria first had seen in staI