Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1931-01-25

HE'D TAKE HER up in the plane and land
somewhere and have picnic.
But, she suddenly remembered the publicity
which was not to have publicity. TT can't
go where any one will see me-"
She thought he'd surely ask why. But he
was an amazingly talented young man.
Mop" he said "An right You needn't I
know place just over the San Bernardino
ridge where there's practically nothing but sand.
Weather permitting, we can land there as safe
and private as you please"
The weather did permit. They chartered and
rggled as they climbed In for the start Straight
inland they headed, climbing over the noun
tains, dropping little again. till the desert
began to show yellow below them. The village
Of Lachen Lake was q minute speck in the
houseless hatness. And at its edge was tiny
cluster OF tents. He dropped till they could see
line Of people before the largest tent.
Travelling theaterI" he shouted
"Oh, let's go!"
When the plane had slipped to a neat land
ing she had moments qualm. But only a
moments. This was so far from Hollywood
OF course one would know her. It
would be such fun.
They found seats at the back of the dim.
stuf1y tent. An absurd, shopworn melodrama
alone In the City, or Luck Through Pluck"
All about the innocent little country girl who
goes to that wicked New York, resists tempta-
ton and makes good as a singer. frai girl
with cough played the heroine Bad scenery
and ridiculous lines. And Jimmy and Earle
loved every word Of it. They laughed at the
jokes and Kissed the villain, and ate peanuts
out OF bag, and stole glances at each other
now and then to reaSSure themselves that they
were actually there together and having such
fun.
The play was in two parts. the second to
follow the next day.
Wen have to go back and see the second
part, won't we, Jimmy?" she said as she left
him on her own beach.
Wen have to if you say so-Anastasia."
He paused just enough over that name to
let her substitute another one But she
only laughed and ran of up her path. What
tun 1t was! Never till now had she been i,lst
Q pretty girl having secret, exciting interlude
with handsome boy.
She tore through her part the next morning
with the speed and snap of lightning
He took both her hands in his when he met
her, standing tall and laughing by the plane.
You know, Anastasia, the Bolsheviki have
nothing on me. I've been looking for you all
my life"
She laughed back but somehow her heart
was still going at rather a trot when they
strolled for the second time UP to the little
tent show The performance had not begun
Earle proposed that they poke around in the
little group of tents a while
The four forlorn little tents behind the big
one were obviously serving the double purpose
OF sleeping and dressing rooms. Suddenly a
quick burst Of angry talk, the flap of the
nearest tent pushed open, and girl, running
out, bumped full tilt ink Earle.
"Oh!" The thin girl N1sn the tear-stained
face drew back. It was the disheveled figure
of yesterdays leading lady. She coughed and
murmured I'm sorry" in a hoarse whisper.
Never was such woebegone figure
What's the matter?" asked Zarie on a
quick impulse of pity.
1--we lost my voice. I can't" The
hoarse rasp ended on another At of coughing,
and the coughing brought more tears.
IT know. You've lost your voice, and you
can't play this afternoon, and it's general hell"
The girl looked up amazed.
Are you trooper, too?"