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Teung Bertrsm had made a suddan
spring into popular favor, but It win
hardiy true, a* his detractors claimed,
that he owed hla aucces# entirely to
good fortune.
Fortune had been very kind to him
to far aa physical matters went. He
was strikingly handsome In face and
figure, with s grace of presence that
was almost matchless, and a voice that
In Itaelf might have won a man fmm*.
Further than thla. however. Fortune
left Nlchol Hartram very much as she
leaves the majority of people.
He was a hard student. His pro
feaslon he had taken up seriously. He
read history, studied Shakespeare and
Goethe and Dante and lived among
kings and heroes.
Hla fame had preceded him to North
Falls, and the beauty and fashion of
the city had assembled at the Par
nassus theater to see him In Romeo.
Dines of carriages extended up and
down ths Intersecting streets like a
dark Greek cross under the garish elec
tric lights. Inside the thester silks
rustled Jewels glittered, and gay fans
waved back and forth while the audi
ence waited.
Fur behind the drop curtain, nt the
entrance of a narrow passageway, a
young girl stood looking through an
opening between two stretches of scen
ery. At the sound of footsteps she
started on toward her dressing room
hurr'edly. It was Stella Deems, the
Jul et of the company
M ss Deems was not R great actress,
but she played acceptably, with an
evenness of manner that was always
not'-d by the dramatic critics of the
newspapers.
ghe was still young, barely 10. and
moreover was very pretty ami engag
ing Her presence here must be ex
plained by the fact that she had left her
room on an errand, and had been tempt
ed to take a premature peep at the
atsrt'cnce. ,
"Stella, wait. It’s I," a man s voice
entreated In clear, low accents. "Let
me have a moment— only on*."
"What can one say In a moment, Mr.
Bartram?" smiled the girl half shyly
•a She felt her hands clasped.
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ens of love letters from the great la
dles.”
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this. Stella—ln all thla house there is for
me hut one 'great lady.' Say you love
me. that you will be my wife, and I will
play rs 1 have never played before!''
Their ey e met In a flush of rosy light
that darted out of o suddenly opened
door. Stella‘k face was rudlantly re
sponsive.
Borne one was coming. Bartram knew
It was Larry Maxwell, once his friend,
hul now his rival and he did not stop
to say more, but hurried to his room
full of unutterable delight.
Meanwhile people continued to pour
Into the theater. The ushers tripped
nimbly up and down the sloping aisles,
seating tßte comers In unexpected va
cancies, while rows of heads arranged
themselves In two great semicircles un
der the galleries. At last the curtain
rolled up nnd the ploy proceeded.
Nlchol Bartram did not disappoint the
audience. Happy Bartram! He did lot
see the audience. He was playing for
Stella. What wonder that, with his
heart aflame, the words of the text
should fall glowing with Inspiration
from his lips? Ovation followed ova
tion. The people forgot their sober dig
nities and cheered wildly.
It was marly 11 o'clock, but no one
thought of time. There were no fllt
t ngs away to the railroad stations to
catch late accommodation trains. To
the charmed audience there was but
one place— Verona, where the Capulets
and the Montagues were fighting their
battles, hating and loving.
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Capulct garden behind the trees" A bit
of realism, some thought. The play
was finely mounted. Others did not no
tice the illumination, so intent were
they with what was going on upon the
•tag*.
The glimmer grew brighter, brighter.
Many noticed it presently, and some
whispered uneasily to friend* at their
aide*.
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tween two scenery trees, stole upward,
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scenery. laatong acroaa the ataga. and
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It waa a repetition of a *cen* often
depleted hy the newspaper* under the
head of "A Theater Horror." Ther* :
war the furtou* ru»h of people to the
door*: women fainted and were tram
pled by the frenzied crowd, elbowing,
struggling. leaping ovef seats to find
quick exit, and all the while flame*
roared louder, destroying varnlahed
wood and silken draperli-a. eating into
the floor, lapping fiery fang* about the
gallerlea, pressing closer and closer up
on the escaping people.
At the aide entrance, flying to a place j
of *afety, Larry Maxwell felt hla arm
grasped.
"For heaven's sake. Max. do you
know where Bttd!a la?”
It was Bart ram— Romeo, smoke be
grimed and desperate looking, with
the plume of his hat singed to a mere
quill and his fantastic Roman cloak
half hurned tiway.
Maxwell's lips closed tightly, and an
t-vll light glittered In his eyes 11.- was
Jealous of Bartram—Jealous of the lat
ter's fame. Jealous of his sorlal sur
ras", but. most of all. J*alous of h'» de
votion to Htelta Deems. Ah he looked
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even their common peril and (he fact
that danger and death were In the air
did not soften the bitterness of hla
malic*. He controlled hi* voire, how
ever, and managed to say with well
feigned alarm and regret:
-Why. really. I don’t know where
Stella is, Bartramt I thought she was
one of those yon carried out s moment !
ago. No? Then, good God, she must
be In her dressing room! She’ll be”—
Bartram did not wait to hear more.
He had been told that Stella had es
caped. and he had accepted the In
formation as a fact and bravely ad
dressed himself to the work of saving
some people that were screaming for
aid In one of the boxes. With inex
pressible horror he realised now that he
must have been misinformed about the
young girl's safety.
The dressing room section of the thea
ter was by this time a mass of flames,
but Bartram rushed back across the
stage, defying the firemen, who were
now on the roof shouting to him not to
throw away hie life.
In one of the property rooms he
snatched up a woolen cloak ami ran on,
gasping in the smoke, breasting show
ers of lurid sparks, leaping through
wreathing tongues of Arc.
"Stella. Stella!” he called, pitting his
voice aga'nst thy roar of the contend
ing elements. But no voice responded.
At lust he gained tb« spot, burst open
the door and reeled into the empty
room.
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call thl* saving my Ilfs?” he exclaimed
bitterly to the doctor* at the hospital,
when, some six months after the ca
tastrophe. he And beheld his scarred
face and mlsshmieu body in a mirror.
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him.
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ly that the busy nrweimpers took no
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to the dead. The gap In time had clos
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and married and feasted And praised
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The wild wind moans and sonata
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Among the waving houghs
The emotu nests fife stockings swim
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venge.
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that Maxwell bad Intentionally deceived
him *n regard to St-dla Deems' *afety at
the time of the Are. Maxwell w»* 8t 1-
la'a h-isband now. The iwo had been
married a v»ar after the tread event.
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plars gleamed overhead, emi’tlng a
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electric globes.
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strangely full of women and children,
Bartram thought, as he darted into a
dark alley to avoid a group of merry
shoppers. He had forgotten that it was
the evening before Christmas.
At the new Parnassus theater Max
well and his wife were playing. Bar
trnm had planned to meet his enemy at
the door of the theater. By one well
aimed thrust he hoped to cancel the
deadly obligation. But the plan had
failed. Maxwell, always alert and sus
picious, bad evidently seen him and -en
tered by another door.
Disappointed, the cripple stole away.
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•Tonight! It shall be tonight or never."
The house that Bartram sought was a
pottage that set hack a ltttie distance
from the straot. He hobbled up to the
porch, wh-re he rested for a few min
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s-lf. "It waa the old law. It la the
la-.v of nature. It t* Ju*t.”
Ilestrd. he tried the front door. To
hi* surprise It opened readily. Bartram
entered the little hall quietly and turn
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ing l»w. All wa» quiet In the houae. A
dork ticked In one of the llfeles* down
stair room*.
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tious!'* am! stole Into the quietness of
the front chamber. The window shades
rvere rolled up. and the light from the
street was sufficient to enable one clear
ly to distinguish objects In the room.
Bartram noted the white draped bed
and the chairs and the tall mirror on
the dressing case.
He sat down and walled. Only re
venge was in his thoughts. All the
sweetness and poetry of his nature had
turnen to passionate hatred of the one
man that bad wronged him.
Accidentally he touched the window
shutter, and there was a creak. In a
moment the man heard a light step In
th. next room.
"Is that you, papa?" a child s voice
called
Bartram raised himself in the hsif
light end caught his breath. Surprise
made him dumb. He had never heard
that Maxwell had a child.
Presently, however, the communicat
ing door opened, and a small, white
clad figure, with an aureole of yellow
hair, stood In the passageway.
The child looked at Bartram without
a trace of fear. A flash of light from
the window showed a smile on the fair
little face.
"Is you Santa Claus?” she asked.
The startled Bartram felt his blood
grow chill in his veins. "My name Is
Nlchol Bartram.” he trembled, wonder
ing If It were a real child or an appa
rition that he was addressing. The
wretched man was more inclined to
rive credence to the latter idea because
the small being manifested no horror of
his deformity.
“Nlchol.” the little one repeated.
"That’s nearly the same as St. Nich
olas. Is It you who gives us the pres
ents? Oh, how I wish I could ##* you!
But 1 was born blind.”
"Blind!” groan, d Bartram- half to
himself. “Ah, now- I unde -stand.”
"J think you must be very beautiful.
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tle one questioning!y.
"Why do you think so?" asked Bar
tram, scarcely knowing what he said.
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I think you must be like your voice. My
name la Estelle Maxwell. You make me
-eimoa: see beautiful things when you
•peek. May I come close to you and
feel your face?*' With which she ad
vanced a few of her short paces.
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and every one hv a birthday once a
year?
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Little Mary 4with a wlatful atghl—
Dear me! What a lot of cake!
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ly tn hi* gentlest tone. "I could not per
mit you to touch tne!”
The little glr! stamped still. The small
face was full of wondering inquiry and
awe ”1* It because you are holy that
you mustn’t be touched?” *he asked,
half apolog- tlcally.
“Child, child!” remonstrated Bartram
In a choking voice. Again he felt that
she must be aomethlng more than mor
tal. Else why that rebuke?
Aa he turned about some one lighted
the g.is In the hall and advanced: ad
vanc'd. and then stood still.
It was Maxwell. The latter’s face
paled at the Bight of the midnight In
truder.
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old foe face to face.
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guilty man. shrinking back.
B- fore Bartram could answer a small
voice Interposed. "Oh. papa, thla Is the
good Rt. Nicho as!” She put her arras
around her father’s neck, drawing the
frightened face down and kissing it.
The clock struck 12. With the last
stroke the church bells began to chime.
"Listen, papa, and perhaps we may
hear the angel* singing ’Glory to God
In the highest, and on earth peace and
good Will.’ ” said little Estelle.
For a moment the two men regarded
each other mutely over the child’s gold
en curls. Then, as If actuated by a
common impulse, they both dropped up
on their knees, with bowed heads.
When they rose, they shook hands,
and shortly afterward Bartram walked
quietly out into the starry Christmas
morning. _____
Christum* Versos Thonksalxlng.
It has often been remarked by intelli
gent English traveler* who stay long
enough In the United States to get a
fair idea of the people and their cus
toms that the American Thanksgiving
more nearly approaches the British type
of Christmas than the American Christ
mas.
This November holiday, which orig
inated among the perils and trials of
New England colonization, has secured
a prominence In the affections of the
people that may almost be termed
unique. When families have their re
unions. the plump turkey is sacrificed
on the altar of hospitality, and general
good will prevails.
One of the travelers already referred
to says: “I think that your Thanksgiv
ing Is more Joliy than your Christmas
because the participants in the festivi
ties are not weighed down by the fact
that they have spent all their money
for presents. There is no gift giving in
November, but the December holiday
seems to be the occasion for lavish and
often extravagant expenditure."
Knew Hl* Business-
She (enthusiastically) —Oh, George,
don’t you think the greatest Joy in ill*
is the pursuit of the good, the true ana
th* beautiful?
He—That's what I am here for.