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By JANE McLEAN.
ER real name was Maggie Mur-
H phy, but she had changed it to!
Bella Nertl, Bhe nad the good {
sense not to adopt too glieer a nom de
plume. but the requisites of the stage |
seemed 1o demand something nnm-i
euphonious than her own name, |
Bella North was not ashamed of 11.'*1
name of Murphy. She I'ad been hap- |
plest when she had lived at home and |
she vaguely remembered a kind~|
hearted mother and a father who
used to come home tired out at night ]
and sit down to a hasty meal in his
shirt slecves. There had been ulhw'!
children, too, and Bella had .had to
wWork hard, for in those days Hu«rel
hadn't been Much money. ;
Finally she had saved up enough 1o |
come to New York. Like many an
other girl, she had wanted to see the
sights, and her father's small farm
had appealed to her (nly as a shelter
from bad weather. Not much of a |
shelter at that, for she had slept with
two of the vounger children. The lux
ury of a single bed had been unknown
in the Murphy family. |
Maggie was Irish, and quick at
repartee. Her brain worked overtime
beneath the Titian hair that rurledl
tlgh(ly over her head. Her small sav- |
ings had vanished all too quickly :nuli
Jobs in New York were not plentifnl,i
Besides Maggie had not been trained
* for any of the positions open to girlfl‘
in New York. And so she finally |
landed on, the stage. 1
Her Irish wit, combined with her
piquant face and her crown of curly
red hair had quickly obtained her a
position in one of the season's musi
cal comedy successes, iler work was
not hard, after the first deadly weeks
of rehearsal, when Magrie had lived
“in the theater with an occasional visit
1o the corner bakery for milk and
_rolls, or a cup of strong couffee.
But after the show was put on, her
~ time outside of the theater was her
g°'"‘ From the time when she had
“danced before the manager for the
_first time, she had determined to
- make herselfsworthy some day of u‘
_ place outside the chorus. |
Maggie never breathed her secret to j
2 soul, but she treasured it cl(-nely'
and watched and waited. llf she had
~only known the lon, hard road lhatl
- Mmust be traveled hefore one can ob
_tain a speaking part in a New York
- production she would not have been
80 sure that she would some time
have her wish. But she was secure in
~ her faith and bappy in her ignorance,
_and she simply waited. |
- It may have been due td persever
_Ance and a sunny dispogition, or it
~ may have been just an evidence of
E fatalist’s belief that if you want @
~ thing hard ehough, you can surely
- have it. Anyway, Bella had her
?eb&nce. Her quickness to see and
) understand things had.attracted the
~ @tténtion of the manager mcz'o than
- dnce. He was a veteran in the busi
_ hess ard knew that Bella was, as he
%;’1 it, “a good little kid.”
a 0 wasn't a great chance that came
" 10 Bella unexpectedly, but it was a
- thance to walk out on the stage and
. BAY Laree sentences and 1o sing 4 song
- that was what is popularly known as
A hit. Bella accepted the part ealm-
I¥: badn’t she always had faith® And
- she 411 it well, very well, so well In-(
@eed, “that she was noticed in that
an mgfummy and eharm and music
" And Della fas huf)m‘, One step-
Ping stone alwavs led to another. She
WAaSs yeung and strong and could wait,
Some day she could return to the lit
tle farm in the mumry{nml tall the
ot Murphys she had made good.
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ONG ago—oh, a few weeks or so—wa of the zone
L where the snow flies were wading waist deap In the
glisteny feathery stuff, whipping around corners in
& gale, with our nose pink and our finger tips numb. And
"The Points of
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-the Compass E
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OPULARLY, the compass-needle
P is supposed always to point to
the North Pole. But the Ter
restrial Pole ahd the Magnetic Pole
are, of course, by no means one and
the same.
The attraction of the earth differs
in degree in most parts of the earth,
50 that the Magnetic North is rarely
the True North. This difference the
mariner calls Compass Variation.
But the erratic lHiNe needle dosan't
always remain faithful to its allegi
ance, even to the Magnetic North, A
ship's captain has constantly to he on
the alert, lost the fickle propensities
of his guide lure him to disaster.
Sometimes the needle is deflected by
influences on board—such as the ma
terial of which the ship is built, the
funnels, cahbles, or even the cargo.
The angle to which it is thus lured
from the Compass North is called De
viation.
Then the little flirt is llable te sue
cumb to what s called Local Attrac
tion. This is exerted by forces not on
board the ship, but near her. Another
vessel, an iron bullding, a crane, or
some local voleanic influence, may
tempt the needle far indeed from the
path of rectitude,
Agaln, the needle responds immedi.
ately to the slightest list of the ship.
The more acute the angle at which
the vessel leans, the less is the com
pass 1o be depended on for an honest
indlcation of her course. This the
captain calls Heeling Frror.
Finally, if the !ittie needle s on its
best behavior, proving, for once in a
way, adamant to all wilea, even then
the navigtaor dare not trust it im
plleitly. Often a ship's frothing wake
will show that she is falling off con
siderably from her compass course.
She is making what seamen call Lee
way, and the captain, comparing the
angle of the wake astern with the
course he is stesring, must correct the
latter accordingly.
Thus it will be seen that, though
the sallor trusts his little friend to
gulde him over the trackless deep, he
trusts it with considerable reserva
tion. The course he actually steers
he calls the Compuss Course, Core
rec\mr that for Deviation and l.ee-
Way, he arrives at Magnetic o ‘ourse.
Another correction for Variation--
And thén-—and not until then-the
mariner finds his True Course.
The Heart of Wetona
Novelized from the Fronman-Be
lasco production of George Scarbor
ough's play, now running at the Ly
ceum Tswa!er. New York. Copyrigit,
1916, International News Service,
~ By ANNE LISLE.
¢¢"THE whole journey's going to
. be just like that night for us.
We'll waltz our way and hand
in hand we'll do a minuet through
eternity! Ah, little Princess, I'm play
ing true-I mean it--I love you-—I
want yoy-——"
And Wotona gave him her lips,
Then a moment later the eternal
Eve within her stirved. Man takes a
moment of love for what the moment
is worth, but woman always wants to
make a moment last forever. “When
You take Wetona with you?" asked
the girl, with woman's natural in
stinet to assure the future,’
] Full of Protests.
And Tony drew away, a little dis
concerted, but insisted suavely that
that was exactly what he had come
to talk over. Then Wetona kissed him
quickly, flercely, almost as if she
were persuading herself, and then es
caped from his arms suddenly and
‘demanded that he sit across the room
and tell her his pian.
~ Tony was ready with all sorts of
‘gmesu. Hardin would come in be
re he got halfway through, and it
Was quite impossible to take him or
ahyone else into their confidence yet;
and, besides, it wouldn't be safe to
take Anx definite step while still the
Comanches were so angry at a white
man for having won her,
All that protected Hardin was lLis
position and power. And Tony fin
ished up his specious u:umom quite
As speciously as he had begun it:
“T've ?t A better plan—we can talk
ovo?'t ing over at our lelsure and not
be llturgcd if you'll just lsten to
me”
T “What is 117 demanded Wetona,
suddenly,
There was a moment's pause, and
then Tony glanced around the roam
almost irrelevantly. ¢'l like this old
house a lot, don't you* Everything
except that room-—it's Hardin's room,
isn't It™ And Mr, Wells indicated
the center door.
UNo: that guest room,” returned
Wetona, innocently. “Since I've been
In house he vo?- kind and sleep in
room Way around at end of gallery ”
Tony crossed over toward the other
door, which ovgned off the extreme
left corner of the room “Funny
Cholee of location—l think' I'd have
my den in here.” |
“Oh, :lnan' K 0 in there!"” cried We.
tona defensively, as Tony started to ‘
cpen the door. Tony closed it aga'n
-
we vwore comforis of fur and worried about the apple
blossoms in our too precocious Spring bonnet. No wad
ing now of any kind—we walk abroad and twiddle our
thumbs and are bewildered—but we dream of wading to
come—heavy green sea-water—with the foam like the
and smiled. It was exactly as he had
expactad—though he had not duredj
hope all he suspected. His voice had a
little tone of warm and pleased in
sinuation which Wetona did not quite
fully understand. *“Oh, it's yours; I
beg your pardon . 1 wasn't sure. * * ‘1
You don’'t keep this door locked;
nights?” |
“No,” returped the girl, simply. |
“Don’t lock it tonight.” |
“Way not?”
Wetona Thinks Again. &
“Hardin's excesy of Kentucky hos
pitality has caused him to invite me
up to spend the night—did you ever
see such luck? 1 accepted the invi
tation”
Wetona thought aloud. “But Mis
ter John go to Chickasha on the 10
o'clock train tonight.”
"I hope he does. If he don't go—
why, we'll have to be a little careful
and wait till he and Nauma have
quieted down-—lit's safe and simple.”
- “Tony!” gasped the girl.
Tony Wells did not realize what
a far road he had traveled and
what strange %odn he had come to
worship, Perhaps even his own
sensuous, emotional, selfish nature
might have balked at what he was
planning to do if his feellngs had
not been tinged with a careless
scorn for the man who made hood
winking him so%%easy’,
It is always a dangerous thing te
let & man of primitive emotiens
despise you, John Hardifr knew that
well, indeed, when it came to deal
ing with the Indians, but it looked
a bit as if he had miscaleculated when
he permitted Tony \\'ox to think
him a doting husband O was al
most clamoring to he deceived. Not
even Wetona's little exclamation of
horror could stop Tony now, He
had given his emotions full sway..
There was a riot of love to set hie
gnlnn beating. He had never denied
imse!f nn‘mlnc. He could not deny
himself what he wanted now. uu]
ROYAL
BAKlqgmggyDEß
sleet 10 bea. tne blood into our cheeks—no slesves, ne
fur, no Spring bonnet to worry about, but a fres body and
a warm skin in the sun. Wa are just at the uncomfort
able, awkward space that lies between sports.
~NELL BRINKLEY.
Tony Plans to
Betray Two
Voice took on a note of mastery: “It's
a wonderful night for music and
dancing and love—that's why you
mustn’y lock your door., After Har
din’s gone to Chickasha at 10 o'clock,
and Nauma goes to sleep, it's barely
possible that 1 might come back that
way.” He indicated the door which
opened on the garden. “That's why
you mustn't lock the door,”
But Wetona was going through a
strange reaction. She had a mo
ment of revelation, a moment in
which a sudden flare of honor called
all her spirit of fair play into re
voit. .She was utterly heartsick “Oh
,—-"ron,\’w-l 80 sorrx—and ashame.”
Sorry 1 love you?” cried thie man
that Wetona could question him.
She had accepted his viewpoint so
implicitly that he never for a mo
ment doubted she would continue to
accept ft, s
A Bit of lllumination,
“It almos’ make me doubt if you
do,” cried the girl,
Wells' tone was lordly. “You don't
think I'd risk my life and reputation
to come here and see you if I didn't
love you?" he asked in a flare of
anger,
“Please go now-1 sorry vyou come
at all.” Wetona was weary. It al
ways hurts a woman llke that when
she loves a weak man and comes in
one flash of ilumination to see him ar
he is. But Wetona did not Kknow
what it was that had come to her;
she was groping vaguely in the dark.
Love may falter at sight of the truth,
but love as complete as hers can not
be destroyed all in one moment.
Tony would not give her up =
casily, If he had blundered he mean%
to cetrieve {t. “Ah, now, little &irl,
listen to Tony—ll'd much rather my«
self that we could just take another
one of those wonderful rides in the
moonlight instead-—on little Nano and
that bay.”
Wetona started suddenly. In a mo.
ment of repulsion she hated the meme
ory of these moonlight rides she had
taken so long ago—when she was
young—and happy.
But Tony thought it eaution which
made her start away from him, and
he blundered aléhg. “Buot I know
we'll be seen. I've got s 6 many things
to talk to you about. I'm doing the
best 1 can to arrange it. But it may
be several montis vet before we can
get ready to marry”
“Months?" askea the girl
“l can’t see you safely any other
way, darling—it's only because |
love you”——
“No, no. 1 only wan’ you to come
to see me honorable. Please go
way till you can.” .
To Be Continued Tomorrow.
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A Serial Every One Should Read
The Struggles of
& a Wie ¥
Myra Is Seolded by Grace for Being Late in Getting
Home.
By Virginia Terhune Van De
Water.
CHAPTER XXV.
(Copyright, 1916, Star Company.)
YRA WEBB had never been
l\/l jealous of her husband. Nor‘l
had lLe ever given her cause
to be jealous. ‘
So today she felt no indignation at
his having lunched with some young
woman. She simply wondered who
the person was and how it happened
‘that Horace had takem her to Du
quesne’s.
- But she was disturbed lest he might
question her as to her presence down
town when he had supposed her to be
safe at home—for he might express
disapproval of her course of action.
Yet she did not want to deceive him
‘about this affair, which was, after all,
iher own, and perfectly proper.
- Moreover, he had undoubtedly seen
‘ that the person seated opposite her at
the little table by the window was a
man. |
Well, it made no difference whether
iliora.c'e had seen her companiof or'
'not—she must tell him the truth.
;Wou]d he be displeased at what she
i had done? ’
~ He had no right to be displeased,
‘she told herself defiantly. Had he not
done the same kind of thing himself?
And she, his wife, did not resent this
'fam. Very ‘well, then—what was
right for him was right for her. ‘
- At all evemts, she decided, she
~would no! introduce the subject. If
\any questions were to be asked, he‘
must ask them. |
’ It happened that on this evening
(yrace was to dine at the home of one
of ner friends.
She had invited tc her house only
- such young people as could not enter
tain so elaborately ‘as to make her
feel out of place in their midst. And
the was learning the great truth that
wealth and refinement are not always
SYNONYINous.
Scolded by Grace.
Some of the girls who had been
mere acquaintances of hers at college
l were now hecoming her friends. They
| were not poor girle—in fact, were in
Better circumstances than was she—
but they were not of the rich get
whom she shunned nowadays. And it
was one of these girls to whose home
Grace was going this evening.
She had returned from school and
was correcting exercises when her
mother reached home. i
“Where under the sun have you
been, mother?” she ealled, as Myra
entered the door of the apartment.
“Downtown,” the mother said
briefly, going on into her own room.
If Grace was busy she would not
have time to ask ineonvenient ques
tions, Myra reflected. Of this she
‘ was glad. j
But she was destined to disap
pointment, for in a moment her
daughter appeared on the threshold
of the bedroom. A
“Really, mother, you ought to knotv
better than to go out on such a day!”
she exclaimed. “If you are not more
careful we will have you sick on
our hands. It's storming fearfully,
Why did you go out?”
“I had business to attend to,” Myra
replied.
“Business that could not possibly
wait?” the girl demanded. Then, as
the mother did not answer immedi
ately, she added: “It is poor busi
ness, or economy, or whatever you
call it, to go downtowx} to see about
selling some story or article when
you make yourself so ill that wvour
doctor’s bills will come to more than
the price of the manuscript—even
supposing you find a market for it.”
“Oh, Grace!” the mother exclaimed,
a 4 note of exasperation creeping into
her voice, “please, my dear, don't be
S 0 positive!”
“Excuse me,” the girl said stifly,
“I only spoke because I do not want
you to be ill. I realize that it is no
affair of mine, and that you have
every right to be as imprudent as
you wish, even though, if you are
ill, I will have to tdke care of you'"
She Plans to Aid.
She turned and left the room ab
ruptly, and the older woman stood
still, battling with the indignation
that made her long to give vent to
the torrent of impatient words that
rushed to her lips. .
But instead she took off her coat
and hat, changed her shoes for a
pair of slippers, and then, with her
temper in good control. crossed the
hall and knocked at her daughter's
door. L
“Come in!"”
The tone was not inviting, and the
eyes raised to meet the mother's were
hostile.
“Dear,” Myra said gently, “T spoke
fretfully and peevishly just now, and
[am sorry! Let us forget it, please.
I was very impatient, I fear.”
“Oh, that's all right,” Qrace re
joined. “I only meant to protest
against your imprudence—but, as I
said then, I ought not to have done
so. If I did not care about you, how
ever, T would not worry when you
risk your health.”
“I know, dear,” the mother forced
herseif to respond affectionately
“And it was very good of you to
think of my health. I went down
town to see about a piece of work
that, T hope, will mean gome money,
and I do not want to defer making
arrangements about it. You know
one likes to get such matters set
tled.”
. “The arrangements could probably
have waited until the sun shone
again,” Grace observed practically.
“But let us talk about something
else. 1 am wondering what to wear
to the Dakins' to dinner this evening.
Oh, dear! I wish I could manage to
Squeeze out enough money from m.
salary to.get a new dress.”
“I wish you could, dear!” the
mother echoed,
In her heart she was already won
dering if she might not use a little
of the money she hoped to get from
her next story toward a new evening
gown for poor Grace.
She tried to be happy in planning
things for her child, and not to
reflect on how uncongenial she and
lcrace sometimes were.
(Te Be Coninued.)