The Waterbury Democrat., 1936-11-24
CHAPTER KY

In Q little alcoVe behind the or- cheStra platform, Julia stood nerV- ously waiting for the moment when she would make her first profession- al appearance as . singer. She wore her white satin, the gown that Amy liked because it made the most oi Julia's splendid figure. Her hair wal different than she had ever worn it bcfore--a iast.minute, trembling in- Spiration before the mirror in the room that Tony Latta said wal hers. Almost all her life, since she wns a little girl, she had wanted tC wear her hair like this and never had. It was piled high on her head brushed ID from tho back of her Blinpely neck, and sophisticated coli fure that was neither new nor old but which could Dc worn with all Empire gown as easily aS with tht clinging white satin.
 For Julia had not forgotten her interview with Henri Lamb. the owner of the Green Club. "'Take of your hat" he had gaid--and he had said 1t aB if 1t were important She had got at least something from that terrible afternoon when Peter Kemp had betrayed her ans bition with . sealed note to Henri Lamb. If they did not like her singing, then perhaps they might somehow like her. Standing there in the little alcoye, listening Co the last plaintive wall of c modern tune, Julia clung to thb.
 The cabaret room of Tony Latta 2 gambling ship was literally packed, Men and women were at the tables, ranged along the cocktail bar, and some stood by the entrance. Julia wondered if it was always like thb, or whether Tony had whispered it around that there was Co Dc q new entertainer. But, at any rate, they had been drifting Into the cabaret for the past half hour. But now the aH was gray-blue with cigarette smoke, drifting lagily in the shafts from the baby Bpotlight8 that ranged along one wall.
 Suddenly from her vantage point Julih saw ono of the baby Bpot- lights 70 amber, streaming n pool of light just in front of the band platform. The inlisIc stopped, and Julia heard the leader say, "fadIcs and gentlemen want to introduce girl who b new to you, but l think you're going to like hor. Miss Julia Craig --slnging, You Are My Lucky Star"
 That was all, and then she heard fAttaB voice by her shoulder. "totS Of luck Julia. Remember that Tony will Dc listening to you"
 She nodded nervOlBly, walked out onto the floor and under the ans bcr spot, She waB dimly conscious Of R Bea Of inccB -~Of white dlBcH that seemed somehow suspended between the ceiling and the floor They were no more than that, At frbt, and then came tiny ripple or applause from one of the tables Others joined in, 70 that it became . wave ..~ a warm, friendly wave that washed I'D Co where Julia BtOod and made her feel alive and happy and Blire of herself. i3ha sfniled; and when Dhe smiled the applause grew louder.
 Bhc would never remember qulto how She got through the H0ng. All day long she had been afraid that she might bc unable Co rcmembcI the lyrics But the words 6ecmcd to rush Up inside her, come neatly in order aB they had been written Tn that first moment her voice wa, weak and uncertain, but by tht time Bbc reached the chorus Bht had attained that husky quallt, which b the essential medium oi all our modern Bongg,