Montana oil and mining journal. [volume] (Great Falls, Mont.) 1931-1953, 1937-09-11

night. He told her he was going to be-
come picture star. He knew the news
would shock her, and he tried to ex-
plain how different things were in this
changing world. One must be practicall
Why spend another year at engineer
ing college to be eligible for that job
his uncle offered, a job with salary
of hundred and twenty-five month,
when he could get two hundred a week
in Hollywood? Two hundred just to
start with
He told his mother about Lisa, too
AS well as he could describe the miracle
of her in words. He explained he was
going to let her go on being picture
actress only until he could earn enough
as an actor to support her in the style
to which she was accustomed.
He wrote to Janice, too. He felt II
was the only honorable thing TO do.
He told her that he had decided noe
to go to Central America. He was going
to stay in Hollywood and become a
picture actor. MY reason for this is
Lisa Claire If you have seen her on
the screen, you viii understand" he
wrote. And he knew that Janice would
understand.
He signed himself yours sincerely"
instead of the customary significant,
Yours" and with his conscience re-
lieved lay down on his uncomfortable
bed and gazed out at the golden, desert
moonlight, quite sleepless until morn
ing.
his 'ricksha, and wearing q wel-tailoredi
but two-year- gray suit. At the hotel
desk, he was told that Miss Claire
was resting and had left word that her
suite was not to be rung for any reason
whatsoever.
So Thornton went to florist, and
spent half weeks wages for golden
roses In the afternoon he tried again
at the hotel; and in the evening. But
without success. Nor was he able to
On the fourth morning he was pull
ing his 'ricksha again. At nine O'Clock
he took the Dalton twins and their
nurse to the outdoor kindergarten.
Then he pulled Mrs. Romber's 200
pounds to the mud baths. and, on the
way back, listened patiently to her
prattle of three pounds, shed. He took
q fidgety old gentleman to the airport.
At noon. he was standing in the patio
Of FL Mirasol, waiting patiently to pick
up another fare, again only human
horse.
He saw Lisa coming across the clipped
grass, this time in draperies the color Of
young, spring leaves. A large green oval
of hat slanted on her candle-flame
curls. She was linked to the arm Of
man, superb of profile, man whose /
progress with her across the patio, |
what with the curious eyes and craning /
necks Of other hotel guests, was almost |
a parade.
Thornton stepped up, hesitantly, to
Lisa, but her blue eyes were far away
and misty and did not even see him. /.
It was Cecil frame, of the superb pro- /
file, who spoke to him:
Boy. we want to go to the Date Club
swimming pool"
path. As he trudged on, scraps Of con- /
versation came to his ears:
Never quarrel again" Just pub
hctty," so many gardenias,
'.Adargot FarnelI" SDumbl Cheapl
Awful" What do l care about |
screen billingP" "Darlingl" !. i
Sweetheart" i. Then, unmistakable,
the sound Of kiss.
Silence after that, except for Thorn
tons beating feet, until they passed /
through the blue and white portals Of /
the Date Club. Then Cecips drawl:
Not bad idea, these ,rickshas. Kind
Of gives you kick to bowl along in
Anywhere with you. darling" Lisa
crooned.
Cecii's voice again: ~And the ,ricksha
men certainly fit into the picture dtst COL
lege boys. aren't they2"
Lisa brought her eyes to the white
helmet in front of her: to the broad,
sloped shoulders; the long, cream
Drowned legs. She twisted her neck,
and looked at all Of Thorntons profile
she could look at, when she was di-
rectly behind his back And then, she
remembered.
why, it's Tawneyl Cecil, want you
TO look at him Hes got the cutest
face. he really ought to go into pic
lures. Tawney, turn round"
Thornton stopped. Probably because
he could SO no further, having reached
the marble edge Of the swimming pool.
But he didn't turn around. His legs
were planted firmly his head strained