The producers news. [volume] (Plentywood, Mont.) 1918-1937, 1926-09-24

And so when Barry came to call
one evening not long after Ellie and
4 had had our talk, had made up nv
mind to tell him that I would become
his wife. Ellie, with her usual diplo-
macy, had seen to it that she and Car
men had both disappeared with their
dates before he arrived.
We seated ourselves Can Ellie's
dOwn-cushiOned divan. He took both
my hands in his, and l thought he
would discuss his concert but, with his
usual impetuosity, he came directly to
the subject which was always upper
most in his mind:
"Well, petite Oiseau," he always
used French in his tenderer moods.
lam l to have my answer tonight q?
I've been thinking all day of won
derful place we can spend our honey
moon. High up in the Swiss Alps at
the beautiful little village of Caux.
1t oVerloOks Lac Leman-the bluest
of all the lakes in the world-and in
May the hillside and valley are an I'M
broken bed of white narcissi. There s
a splendid hotel and at that season
there are very few guests, Caux be-
ing famous, really, you know, for its
winter sports and" he went ON, his
eyes bright with his plans, Gin the
Springtime the air is so deliciOusly
sharp that huge logs roar in fire
places at either end of the lounge,
the sides of which are made of in
Vulnerable windows through which
one always gets a matchless view of
dancing, sun-kissed water and snow
capped Alps. You'll love Caux!" he
finished, "and from there we can go
to other places that are sure to fill
you with delight"
"But what about your music Bar
ry?" I asked tentatively for it was
his art that l was most interested In
and not the lovers paradise he had
so charmingly painted in picturesque
terms.
Later, Adoree, we shall return to
Paris to dive, or perhaps you would
like a pretty chateau in FOntaine-
bleau" with fervent enthusiasm he
continued making his plans, "we1l
have such jolly times, Sallie-dear,
won't you please tell me that you'll
marry me soon? ?"
care you sure that you love me so
much ?" I finally asked in an effort
to gain further time before my final
reply.
MY silence and the question which
followed gave Barry hope. He took
me in his arms: "Oh, my beloved"
my hair, ''why will you tantalize me
Ii Tsv,r
had found my mouth and he kissed
me with tender yearning again and
again. /, who had longed so for
Curtiss and his caresses, found my
self as rigid and unresponsive as a
piece Of ice in the arms Of another
man. Then confused, disordered
thoughts came pounding in on me and
a strenuous mental conflict ensued
while I disengaged myself from his
embrace. i couldn't marry Barry I
couldn'tl I had not realized until now
all that il would mean. I had only
thought of going 20 him as a comrade,
a friend to help and inspire him I'm
his great work, with the intimate pic
ture he had drawing Of our honey
moon dancing i'm my brain and his
kisses still warm against my mouth
the whole situation stood revealed. a.
wave Of terror swept over me at the
thought Of dissolving my matrimonial
ties and becoming the wife of some
one else.
Then ] bowed my face IN my hands
and sobbed AS If my heart had lost
its sunshine and its JOY.
why, dearest. what on earth rs the
mattert" Barry asked. chow sorry I
ami Forgive me. won't you precious.
Tor being a boor. Not for am the