Montana oil and mining journal. [volume] (Great Falls, Mont.) 1931-1953, 1937-09-04
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Thornton started for the shafts Of the
ricksha, she stopped him.
Ever thought OF going INTO pic
mo" said Thornton, embarrassed.
why don't you think OF it2"
~Why-er-I don't act.
How do you know you don't, till
Lisa laughed. Look at mel What
training did / have? Or genius either.
Waiting on tables In railroad lunch.
Parading around at beauty contests.
It's Just personality that's all there
'T'm afraid I wouldn't have the per-
I souality" said Thornton. Shall ] take
! you back to the hotel now, MiSs2 You
I engaged the ricksha for two hours
and If we start back now, Wen just
aOf course, 60 on back, If you're in
such a hurry" said Lisa, shortly.
If Lisa hadn't quarreled with Cecil
Trane she would probably never have
given a second thought to Thornton
Wingate. But Cecil, after playing OPP
! poSite her in two pictures, had given
out publicity that he was leaving the
company to play lead to that cheap,
over bleached upstart, Margot Farnen.
OF course, Lisa had refused TO allow
Cecil co-star billing. But she had
thought-just as Cecil had said, him
self, when he was first engaged for
her picture-that the great friendship
between them was all that really mat !
tered.
And now Cecil had let her down.
And here was this handsome 'ricksha 4
man, who could put sun tan oil on 4
her naked back with no more emotion 4
than he might have felt in lathering /
his own face for shavingl What was
she losing her glamour? The magic l
something that had carried her to
fame and Stardom and riches?
When Thornton halted the 'ricksha
in the patio of FL MiraSol, Lisa didn't
wait for his hand to assist her, but
sprang out quickly and gave Thornton
the. two. dollar. fee for the two hours
and a five dollar tip extra.
Left alone, Thornton looked at the
crisp, green bill in his hand and was
surprised at his lack of pleasure in it's
size. He went to the 'rickSha livery and
checked out. He went to drug store
and ate an inexpensive and very tough :
steak for dinner. He strolled back to
his rented room, a sort OF cave beneath
a cheap yellow adobe hotel, and under
a dim, hanging, electric light bulb, .
wrote a letter to Janice.
She was the girl back home, whom
he'd known since they'd been children {
together in BoSton's Back Bay district. ]
When Thornton had dropped out Of {
his engineering course, so his mother !
could continue with her maid and her
teas and her activities as president Of /
the local d. A. r., Janice had sale +"
he was perfectly right. She knew the /
traditions. 8
The Wingates were all full of tradi- g
lions. Heroes in four wars In peace,
donating time and money
Tor the public good. And when mis-
fortune came, meeting 1t with fine
courage and no complaints. q
When Thornton had said goodby :
20 Janice to take the boat for Califor-
Tia, she had looked at him as If she
would have liked him to kiss her. But
yhen he hadn't done so, she had smiled,
understanding that, also.
Now, he wrote her of all the money
le was saving from his wages and the
large tips. He'd be able
o finish his engineering course, next
ear. He'd be ready for that job his
Incle had promised Did she think
he'd like Central America?
Next morning at the 'ricksha livery,
'hornton found another call from FL
dirasol. Again 1t was Miss Lisa
In the bright desert sunshine, Lisa
loated across the patio to Thornton,
mis- time in pareu of soft, hand woven
men, peach tan in color, matching
er lovely skin. Thornton touched the
10 of his sun helmet to her as she
anne close and searched his brown eyes
18th her blue ones.
Still no glowl Lisa asked:
How far is it to Palm canyon?"
Rather over four miles, Miss"
hornton replied.
Gould you pull me there and back?"
Certainly, but it would take more
IAN two hours"
,epped into the 'ricksha. There's
,mpany from our studio shooting ex-
.riorS in the canyon. want to drop
on them"
Along Indian avenue, a row Of tam
isk trees held back the desert sun,
1t once on the main highway, 1t struck
rect. Still Thornton trudged on at
4 even pace, legs driving into the
lst of the roadside, piston-like and
Ithout apparent fatigue.
He was rather impressive as a horse:
ack sloped forward slightly to give
lie utmost In power, shoulders squared,
sad unbowed. proud somewhat even
the harness of the 'ricksha. Lisa
.ther resented the way three girls
a passing cabriolet turned to stare
him.
Thornton made four miles in little
er an hour, then paused before
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