New Britain herald., 1929-08-03

Burnham, that's no way to taiK to Molly"
 He put his arms around his daughter, and held her tightly.
 your mothers a little mite up- set. Molly-O," he siad. We're old fashioned, you know-me and your mother. And your mothers not SO young as she used to be. =.
 ".Young!" cried Mrs. Burnham. "I'd like to know what young has to do with it. Young or old, it's a dirty play. and not fit for decent people-let alone your own father and mother"
 "Jack!"
 Molly turned toward him appeal ingly.
 why are they talking 10 me like that, Jack?. You liked it, didn'c you, Jack? You tell them. dear. Tell them there wasn't anything wrong. Why--the way everybody clapped and clapped! The audience liked it., Mother. Don't you know, Dad, the way everybody applauded? They wouldn't have done that, If it was what mother says " -e.
 "Oh, yes they would!" insisted Mrs. Burnham. "I guess I know these New Workers"
 Molly dear, it's sure-fire suc- cess" declared Jack gently. There's TO doubt about it. You're all made. little Molly. wish you could have heard what people had to say in the lobby. The morning papers will be out pretty soon. You'll see, dear. You've written the outstanding suc- cess Of the season.
 q bet you have" announced her father staunchly. Now don't you mind mother, Molly" Its all about bad women," lamented Mrs. Burnham, and mur- der, and drugs and drink" ,.. But, Mother, of course it is. It's crime play"
 T don't see why you couldn't have written about something de- cent. Land alive. I'll be ashamed to hold up my head for the rest of my days"
 Ashamed to hold your head up!" calculated MT. Burnham. With d daughter famous like Molly?"
 That's what I said" repeated Mrs. Burnham. Ashamed 10 holi up my head. And you would be, too, William, If you had any de- cent pride in you"
 Pride, Mother! Why I got 50 much pride for Molly, I'm darn near busting with it right now"
 Gratefully Molly kissed her father.
 Thank you. Dad"
 "Oh, your father don't like it any better than l do." cut in her mother savagely. Hes just an old softly, that's alI He thinks it's just as bad as I do. thought your father was going to have apoplexy,. that's what I thought. And if I'd died of shame right where I sat. it would have been your fault, my fine young lady"
 "Tell me the truth, Dad" Molly put her hands on her father'f shoulders. Are you proud of your Molly-O or ashamed of herr"
 Proud" he declared firmly You're an. awful smart girl. Molly
 May God never strike you dead for telling lies." enjoined Mrs Burnham piously.
 Molly had grown very pale, bn nobody could know that, in thu ; dark little alley. , I'm awfully sorry" she said. ', wanted you all to be proud of me. , NOW, Molly" objected hel mother "you know that it isn't thu truth. What you want is career and you don't care what happen! to any of us, 30 long as you ge , what you're after. Not me, nol your father. nor MT. Wells here . You've as much as broken your en !. gagement already. And goodness knows you've broken all ou z hearts"
 . Please, Mother" besought Molly ! Perhaps I'm as selfish as you say , But let's not talk about it any nor 7 now. MT. Durbin had invited yo, all to little supper party. But
 guess you don't want to go." } Some high-falutin' affair, I sup , pose?" surmised her mother. r I'm afraid you'd think 50, t agreed Molly wearily. Why don . you take mother back to the hote , Dad? Perhaps you'd come a littl n later with Jack?" .
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