The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1928-06-21

The Story of Handsome Man
Whose Fancy Did Not I urn to Love
lpihe Spring of His Life

<AIVlI0OlN > picture IN WHICH Lava appeared
as governor was great success Davids
part was small. As the husband Of faith
less woman. whose lover was scoundrel. he
acted in six short scenes. Though the 6lm Gre
ated much comment. David's name and part
were overlooked by the critics of the press.
It was to one Of the smaller Broadway houses
that he went to see himself on the screen.
The theater lights went out the picture on.
The next few moments of his life were CHASTITY.
Outwardly he sat there calm enough. lnwardly.
his heart was dripping blood. That man-that
thick. square-jawed. bald man-himselfl Good
God. that man was odd
Fat-old-he felt both as he let himself into
HE impressive. empty rooms He felt all his
movements were thick-inelastic. His body
dragged as If it were weighted with lead.
Just a snatch Of life left! Nothing to do
with it; no one to care about it unless -.
bright hope quivered like butterflies within
him. There was always the little house waiting
the house that was the heart of Suzanne.
OF a sudden he felt slim again; young again:
beautiful He would write her. Mol He would
20 to her at once. He got up to ring for his
man but just then his man came in.
"A message for you. sir. he said and gave
telegram to David.
David ripped open the message. Ages crushed
over him. He had been put out of his house. 1t
was closed to him forever. She had married
Brent that morning.
Life dragged One had to do something. He
travelled widely the next FIVE years. But he did
not go alone. In Pekin; in Rome: in Cairo;
ever at his elbow was the image of Suzanne.
When he was forty-seven he returned to the
town Of his birth.
!, As he went up the steps Of Brent's cottage.
he thought: Truly the house Of Suzanne! How
"Daddyl Daddyl" called an ecstatic voice
and little boy came salloping down to the door.
"Oh. thought you were my daddy" said the
little piping voice.
David tried to speak but could not. From his
great height. he looked blindly down into eye: 80
like Suzanne's that almost it seemed as If they
were kissing his bruised spirit.
"Davidl''
"Suzanne!"
She came down the hall-more beautifully a
thing Of light even than memory had painted her.
He stopped still. arrested by the Sabbath joy of
her; by the something hushed that was different
She held out her hands to him and he leapt for
ward to meet her.
Clingns to her fingers. he let her draw him in
Then she was sitting in chair and he was kneel-
ing beside her. all the fine phrases he had re-
hearsed utterly swept away.
Ooh. Suzanne. how dreadful for both Of
Poor little boy" she said. Poor
David"
He looked up expectantly to meet in her eye.
not the old light Of love but the cruel light Of
pity. He shrank from it-hurt as nothing had
ever hurt him before. He got up and went
away from her. across the room.
But she came and stood before him.
David" she said. Il thought loved you
once
He could not meet her eyes.
Did you2' His voice was hollow.
'You know it, she answered. Il waited for
you ten years and then"
you changed3 Oh. why did you changer"
he asked quickly.
She answered: Il think il must have been be-
cause learned to see real beauty"
He looked up questoninsy and saw again the