The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1929-08-13

AASAAk. o0t COulO you give me the
vaguest notion Of how much actu,l
money I may get out Of it?"
Mr.. Durbin raised his eyebrows
Wen. there's Ann Nichols" he said
They say she's made q couple mil.
lions. And then there are ali the Ma -.
that flop-the countless. countles.
failures. There's no telling. Miss p,,rr
ham Maybe you'll make some none
Perhaps . lot. And then again ma yb.
you won't"
Well. I'm thrilled to death anv.
how" she told him.
Hysterically gay, she telephone,
Jack from . booth in the lobby.
"Oh Jack! Jack! Mr.. Durbin.s o.
ing TO produce my play! Isn't that
wonderfully" ~
But Jacks enthusiasm was tenn.
pered. ~
That's fine" he declared. HOWE
you been, Molly?"
oh, great! I'm dying to see vo,,
I've so much to tell you. Gee. .Iact
I'm about thrilled to death. ISM !,
Just too wonderful to Be true?"
I told you you'd make 4 career for
yourself" he reminded her. II euesz
you're getting the breaks for both Of
US. honey"
Aren't things going we'll with youa,
Not so hot" he told her. .Maybe
my old girl will give me q Job arounrl
the theatre"
Don't joke that way" she protest.
ed. you know. Jack Wells. that yo,,.re
going to design some great library. q,
something. and be famous. like Hu,l-
finch and Stanford White. Listen
Jack. I'm hungry. Let's have luncheon
together. and I'll tell you about Mr.
Durbin and Delphine Darrows."
Iher was q seconds silence. The,
hesitatinely. Jack said: I'm anfulIv
sorry. Molly. I'm going out to West
chester this afternoon
You don't want to take me,, she
cried.
Il didn't say that"
No. but you meant il. You know
perfectly we'll you could see me If Won
wanted to. Why, Jack, it's been weeks
and weeks!'
i know. But we made an arree.
ment before you went away. Molly.
There's no good seeing each other.
honey"
All right. I won't eve telephone
you again. Jack. ! won't bother 0
any more"
Now Molly! Don't be like that" he
besoueht.
Maybe you'll come to the openin,
night OF my play?' she inquired po-
litely.
why. OF course I will. III send YOU
flowers" he promised.
I'LL send you tickets" she
gulped. "D-down f.front.'
She wondered why she wanted -
cry. Jack was simply beinK hateful.
OF course he could take her to lunch
con II he wanted. He needn't have
been afraid she'd make love to him.
Just as II they couldn't be friends.
wen II he didn't want to be sweet
hearts! She hung up the receiver
abruptly. and swallowed an unac
countable lump in her throat.
I'm going to be famous" she
vowed. And have my name up in
electric lights"
The amazing effrcntery Of youth,
The sweet, mad impudence Of Molly!
4
Now, maybe it VAS luck. And may
be. as some critics say. she had III.
spark Of genius. It doesn't. after all.
make much difference. The important
thing is the way the public has ac-
Claimed The Death Of Delphine OAR
rows
Probably you read Of that spec
tacular first night. And you know how
its been packing them in ever since.
You've read what the reviewers have
to say. A good many Of you have seen
the play. Before the summer is over
millions more will have thrilled to it
for they are filming it now for the
talking movies. The fame OF Molly has
swept from coast to coast. There are
five companies on the road now. And
the original cast is opening in Lendon
in the fall.
Do you remember reading Of the
opening night. and how they called
on Molly for a speech? Her mother
and father were sitting down front
with Jack. He had met them at the
station. after Molly sent him word
that she did not want to see any OF
them until after the final curtain.
Molly was SO nervous that nigh.
that Red Flynn was sure she vas 60
ing to faint. She had bought a green
gown. with pearls like frosted der-
drops cleaning on its bodice. And she
wore a cap Of pearls on her red hair.
They say She looked like a medi-
eval princess. with her long. full skirt
and her little jeweled slippers. and
the strands on strands Of pearls she
wore.
"Author!" they cried. Author!
Author!"
And Red Flynn took her hand and
dragged her acros the stage-ant
left her standing there. with her ARM
full Of flowers. and her pearl cap on
sideways. and her face all flushed
and beautiful.
Then Molly opened her mouth, and
tried to speak.
Ito BE Continuedl