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By JANE McLEAN.
ER real name a Maggie Mur
H phy, but she d anged it t
Bella Ncrt She nad tl 1000 l |
erise ( to adopt too gueer a nom d
piume, but the re 1 f the stage |
seemed D ¢ n d omet g maovre |
iphonious than her oy am 1
Bella North was not ashamed of the |
ame of Murphsy She ad bec ha !
yiest wlie ‘ i ved a om 1 ]
she ague rememopered ' ind- |
learted mothe LN ¢ fathe vl
lied to come home tired out at nig
and sit down 1 sty mesa n ais )
hirt COVes There 1d been other !
hildre; d Belln had had to!
WwWaor A( 01 oS« davs there |
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wdn’t bes much money !
Finally she ad saved up enough 1« i
ome to New Yori Like many an '
Ll Ziri ‘i.‘ A ) W ted 10 sers ;l"
sights, and her father's small I,un.’
ni y) LDpe |'L' o 1 Y 8 A S .'.‘ er
fron ad weathe Not much 1 1
shielter at thay, fol he had slept with |
two of the voungel iidren. The 1 |
ury of a sing! wed had been unkno l']
n the Marphy family {
Maggie vas Irish wnd quick ll
aparie« Her brai: orked overtime |
beneat he Titian hair that <'.lli"|ll
ightly over her hea« Her small sav-!
ngs had vanished : too quickly and |
jobg in New York ere not plentiful
Besides Maggie had not been frair !
for any of the positions open to A:.H.».i
n New Yorl And so she finally |
wanded on the stage
Her Irish wit, combined with er
piquant face and her crown of curls
red hal id quickly obtained her a
position in one of the season's musi
al comedy successes Her work was
not hard, after the first deadiv weeks
of rehearsal, win Magrie ha ived
n ihe theater with an occasional visit
o the corner bakery for mil nd
rolle. or a cup of «tyre offer
But after the show s putl ol
time outside of the theater was her
own From the time when she had
lanced before the manager for the
first time, she had determined to
make herself worthy some day of al
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ace outside the chorus
Maggie never breathed her secret {c !
¢ poul, but she treasured it closely |
anti watched and waited If she had |
only known the long hard road that
must be I\r veled before one can ob
RliNn a 4 speaking part in a New York
woduction she would not have been
S 0 sure that she would some time
have her wish. But she was secure in |
er faith and happy in her ignorance, |
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and she simply walited, !
It may have heen due to persever- |
ance and a sunny disposition, or it |
nay have been just an evidence of
the fatalist's belief that if you want uI
thing hard enough, vou can surely |
have it Anyway, Bella had her|
chance Her quickness to see and
understand things had attracted the
attention of the manager more than
Mce He was a veteran in the busi
yess ard knew that Bella was, as he |
put it " good little kid."” |
It wasn't a great chance that came
to Bella unexpectedly, but it was al
‘hance to walk out on the stage and |
Y three sentences and to sing a song
that was what is popularly known as !
2 hit Bella accepted the part calm- |
i¥y: hadn't she always had faith? And!
she did it well, very well, so well ~n,t
deed. that she was noticed in that |
tangle of beauty ahd eharm and musio
and lights, t
And Bella was hapnpy One step- |
ping stone always led to another. She |
wWas young and stroug and could wait
Some day she could return to the lit
tie farm in the country and tell the
other Murphys she had made good !
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ONG ago—oh, a few weeks or so—-we of the zome
L where the snow flies were wading waist deep in the
glisteny feathery stuff, whipping around corners in
& gale, with our nose pink and our finger tips numb. And
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% ['he Points of
-the Compass |
OPULARLY, the compass-needle
P is supposed always to point to
the North Pole. But the Ter
restrial Pole and the Magnetic Pole
are, of course, by no means one and
the same.
The attraction of the earth differs
in degree in most parts qt the earth,
#0 that the Magnetic North is rarely
the True North. This difference the
mariner calls Compass Variation.
But the erratic little needle doesn't
always remain faithful to its aullegi
ance, sven to the Magnetic North., A
ship’s captain has constantly to be on
the alert, lest the fickle propensities
of his gulde 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, cables, or even the cargo.
The angle to which It is thus lured
from the Compass North is called De
viation,
Then the tittle flirt is liable to suce
cumb to what is called Local Attraoc
tion. This Is exerted by forces not on
board thq ship, but near her. Another
Vessel, an iron building. & crane. or
some local voleanie influence, may
temiA the needle far indeed from the
path of rectitude,
Again, the needle responds immedi.
ately to the slightest lish of the ship.
The more acute the angle at which
the vessel leans, the less is the com
pass 10 be depended oy for an honest
indlcation of her course. This the
capiain calls Heeling Ervor,
Finally, if the littic needle is on its
best behavior, proving, for once in A
way, adamant to all wiles, sven then
the navigtaor dare not trust it ime
plicitly. Often a ship's frothing wake
will show that she is falling off con
siderably from her compans course,
She is making what seamen eall Lee
way, and the captain, comparing the
angle of the wake astern with the
Course he is steering, must correct the
iatter accordingly.
Thus it will be seen that, though
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®ulde Lim over the trackiess deep, he
trusts it with considerable reserva
tion. The course he actually steers
he culls the M':u Course. Cor.
tmflt‘.mfl tur Viation and Laee.
way, arvives at Magnetie Course. |
Anuther correction for Varlation-.
and theo—and not until !M-\h‘{
mariner finds his Troe Course,
The Heart of Wetona "2 iw-
Novelized from the Monman-Be
lasco production of George Scarbor
ough's play, now running at the Ly
ceum Theater, New York., Copyrignt,
1916, International News Service,
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‘6 whole journey's going to
I be just like thal night for us.
We'll waltz our way and hand
in hand we'll do a minuet through
clernity! Ah, little Princess, 'm play
ing true—l mean it—l love you-—1
want youg-——"
And Wetona gave him her lips=,
Then a moment later the eternal
Eve within her stirred. Man takes "
moment of love for what the moment
is worth, but woman always w'uu to
make a’'moment last forever. 'th'ni
You take Wetona with you? asked
the girl, with woman's natural ine
Stinct 1o assure the future. |
Full of Protests.
And Tony drew away, a little dis
concerted, but insisted suavely that
that was exactly what e had come
to talk over. Then Wetona kissed him
quickly, flercely, al! tas If she
were persuading hnx-nd then es.
taped from his arms suddenly and
demanded that he sit across the room
and tell her his plan,
Tony was ready with all sorts of
protests. Hardin would come in be
fore he got hufwair‘ wm-’n. and It
Was quite impossible to take him or
Gnyone else into their confidence yet;
and, besides, !t wouldn't be safe to
take any definite step while still the
Comanches were so angry at a white
man for having won her.
All thmt nrotmd Hardin was his
position 1“. power. And Tony n!-‘u
txhed up specious t guite
as speciously as he fl begun it
“I've got a better plan-\we can talk
chlmn over at our lelaure and not
be disturbed If you'll Just lsten to
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“What s 7 demanded Wetona,
wuddeniy
There was a moments pause, and
then Tony glanced around the room
almost irrelevantly, “l 1 like' this old
honse ‘Mm' don't “y.w? Everything
except that reom-—it's Hardin's
\;n.‘t R:; And Mr. Wells b‘m
the cen! door.
“No; that guest room.” rveturned
Wetona. Innocently. “Since I've been
in house m kind and sleep in
room way ut end of gallery.”
Tony crossed over toward the other
door, which r off ihe extreme
left cormer the room. “Punny
choles of Jocation—-1 think I'd have
my den in here”
SO doan’ xo in there!” eried Wee
tona defensively, as Tony started to
Gpen the door. Tony closed 1t again
we wore comforts of fur and worried about the apple
blossoms in our too precocious Spring bonnet. No wad
ing now of any kind-—we walk abroad amd 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,
expected-—though he had net dared
hope all he suspected. His voice had a
little tone of warm and pleased ln-‘
sinuation which Wetona did not quite
fully understand. “Oh, it's yours; 1
beg your pardon . T wasn't sure, *
You don't Kkeep this door locked
nights?™ |
“No,” returned the girl, simply. 1
“Don’t jock it tonight.” |
“Why not?” |
” Wetona Thinks Again.
“Hardin's excess of Kentucky hos
pitality m*:nmwd 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
tef John go to Chickasha on the 10
o'clock train tonight.”
“I hope he does. If he don't go-—
vh:. we'll have to be a little careful
and wait till he and Navma have
quieted down--it's safo and simple.”
~ "“Tony!" gasped the girl.
Tony Wells did not realize what
}.hl':‘r road he hnti! thr::‘elod and
w st s he come to
Twmilp.r‘nm” even his own
Aensuous, emotional, selfish nature
might have balked at what he was
planning to do If his feelings had
lot been tinged with a careless
scorn for the man who rmade hood
winking him so easy.
It is always a dangerous thing to
et & man of primitive emotions
)...pu- vou. John Hardin knew that
'vtdl. indeed, when it came to deal
\lug. with the Indians, but It looked
& bit as If he had miscalculated when
he permitted Tony Wells to think
him a‘:mlnflg m:.ub:a who m\al
most clamoring to decelved. Not
even Wetona's little exclamation of
horror could stop Tony now. He
had given his emotions full sway.
here (was a riot of love to set hie
Bimecie anytting e Souid ‘ot e
an L not ¥y
himaelf vnl he wanted now. His
ROYAL
BAKIN‘E;P”Q'WDER
sleet to beac tne blood into our cheeks—no sleeves, ne
fur, no Spring bonnet to worry about,*but a free body and
& warm skin in the sun., We are just at the uncomfort
able, awkward space that lies between sports.
-NELL BRINKLEY.
voice took on a note of mastery: “lt'nl
a wonderful night for music and
dancing and love—that's why you
mustn’'t 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 mustin'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 nonor called
all her spirit of fair play into re
volt. She was utterly heartsick “Oh
~—Tony—l so sorry—and ashame.”
“Sorry 1 love you?” eried the man
that Wetona could question him.
¥he had accepted his viewpoint so
implicitly that he never for a mo
;mt daubwd she would continue to
accept {t,
‘ A Bit of lllumination.
- "It almos’ make me doubt If you
do,” cried the girl,
} Wells' tone was lordly. “You don't
think I'? risk my life and reputation
to come here and seo you if 1 didn't
love you? he asked In a flare of
anger.
“Please "c now-I sorry sou come
at all” Wetona was weary., It al
ways hurts & woman llke that when
she loves a weak man and comes in
one flash of illumination to see him wr
he is. But Wetona did not know
what it was that had come to her:
she wns 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 wo
easily. If he had blundered he meant
to, retrieve it. “Ah, now, little girl,
listen to Tony —l'd much rather my
self that we could just take another
tom of those wonderful rides in the
‘moonlight instead—on little Nano and
that bay "™
Wétona started suddenly. In a mo.
ment of repulsion she hated the mem-
ory of these moonlight rides she had
taken sv long ago—when she was
young—and happy.
But Tony thought it caution which
made her staft away from him, and
he blundered along. “But I know
we'll be seen. I've got s 0 many things
to talk to you abouts I'm doing the
best 1 can to arrange it. But it may
be several months yet 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 1
love you"——
“No, no. 1 only wan’ you to come
to see me honorable. Pleass. go
way till you can.”
To Be Continued Tomorrow.
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A Serial Every One Should Read
The Struggles of
$ A Wite & |
Myra Is Scolded by Grace for Being Late in Getting
Home.
By Virginia Terhune Van De
Water. |
! CHAPTER XXV.
i (Copyright, 1816, Star Company.)
[ YRA WEBB had never been
M jealous of her husband. Nor
had he ever given her cause
to be jealous.
So today she felt no indignation at
hig having lunched with some young
woman. She simply wondered who
the person was and how it happened
that Horace had taken her to Du
quesne’s,
But she was disturbed lest he might
cuestion her as to her presence down
town when he had supposed her to be
zafe 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,
her 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
Horace had seen her companion or
not—she must tell him the truth,
Would he be displeased at what she
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
!fact. Very well, then—what was
right, for him was right for her.
I At all events, she decided, she
{ would not introduce the subject. If
'any questions were to be asked, he
must ask them.
It happened that on this évening
Grace was to dine at the home of one
of ner friends. . .
« She had invited t¢ her house only
such young peonle as could not enter
{ tain so elaborately as to make her
| sec! out of place in their midst. And
luhe was learning the great truth that.
s wealth und refinement are not always
synonymous.
‘ Scolded by Grace.
{ Some of the girls who had been
mere acquaintances of hers at college
were now becoming her friends. They
were not poor girls—in fact, were in
better circumstances than was she—
but they were not of the rich set
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,
“Where under the sun have you
been, mother?” she called, 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 inconvenient ques
tions, Myra reflected. Of this she
was glad. i
But she was dcal‘qd to disap
pointment, for in a moment her
daughter appeared on the threshold
of the bedroom.
‘ “Really, mother, you ocught to know
better than to go out on such a day!”
she exclaimed. “If you are not more
lcarefnl we will have you sick on
N
our hands. It’s storming fearfuliy
Why did you go out?”
“I had business to attend te,” Myirg
replied.
“Business that could not possiniy
wait?”’ the girl demanded. Then, agy
the mother did not auswer immedi.
|ately,'she added: )‘lt is poor busie
ness, or economy, or whatever ygy
call it, to go downtown to see about
selling some story or article when'
you make yourself so ill that youp
doctor’s bills will come to more thap
the price of the manuseript—even
supposing you find a market for it »
“Oh, Grace!” the mother exclaimedg,
a note of' exasperation creeping intg
her voice, “please, my dear, don’t he
S 0 positive!” \
“Excuse Ime,” the girl said stifly,
“I only spoke because I do not want
you to be ill. I realize that it is ne
affair of mine, and that you have
every right to be as imprudent as
you wish, even though, if you ars
ill, I will have to take cate of you!” ‘
She Plans to Aid. |
She turned and left the room ahe
ruptly, and the older woman stood
still, battling with the indignation
that made her long to give vent to
the torrent of impatient words thai
rushed to her lips.
But jnstead sbe took off her coat
and hat, changed her shoes for a
pair of slippers, and then, with her
temper in good control, crossed thy
hall and knocked at her daughter's
door.
“Come int”
l The tone was not inviting, and the
eyes raised to meet the mother's were
| hostile. {
“Dear,” Myra said gently, “I spoke
fretfully and peevishly just now, an
lam sorry! Let us forget it, please,
1 was very impatient, 1 fear.”
“Oh, that's all right,” Grace re-
Joined. “I only meant to protest
against your imprudence—but, as |
said then, T dught not to have dons
so. If I did not care about you, how -
ever, I would not worry when you
risk your health.”
“I know, dear,” the mother forced
herself to respond affectionatel:.’
“And it was very good of you to
think of my health. I went down
town to see about a plece of worl:
that, T hope, will mean some monesy,
and I do not want to defer making
arrangements about it. You know
one likes to get such matters soi
tled.” e
“The arrangements could probably
have waited until the sun shore
again,” Grace observed practically,
“But let us talk about something
else. I am wondering what to wes -
to the Dakins' to dinner this evening,
Oh, dear! 1 wish I could manage to
Squeeze out enough money from my
salary to get a new dress.”™
“I wish you could, ,dear!” the
mother echoed. £
In her heart she was already wor -
dering if she might not use a littl
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 1o
reflect on how uncongefiial she and
Grace sometimes were,
(To Be Coninued.)