The Granite Enterprise. (Granite, Okla.), Vol. 18, No. 40, Ed. 1 Friday, February 8, 1918 Page: 3 of 8
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THE GRANITE ENTERPRISE
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THE REAL ADVENTURE
By HENRY KITCHELL WEBSTER
Copyright 191* bubfa* MrriUJ C*
ROSE STANTON ALDRICH MAKES AN OPPORTUNITY FOR
HERSELF OURINQ REHEARSALS OF THE MUSICAL
COMEDY IN WHICH SHE IS TO BE A CHORUS
GIRL AND FINDS HAPPINESS
8/nopiik—ito*« Stanton, of moderate clrrunoincM, marries
wealthy lti«!nry Aldrb h. on abort arquaintatxe, ami for mora than a
year Uvea In ldlen M and luxury tn Chicago, The Ufa pall* on her, aha
longs to do something useful. but decides that motherhood will ba a
big enough job. 8ba baa twins. however, and they ara put Into tba
rare of a professional nuraa. Komi again become* lutenaaly dUaatl*-
Ued with Idleuess. ao over tba violent protest of her doting buaband aha
disappear* Into the buainess world to make good uu bar own Initiative,
get* a Job In tba chorua of a musical comedy In rehearsal and Uvea
under an assumed name In a cheap rooming house. She la well liked
by tba abow producer becauae of ber Intelligent alforta and be commis-
sions ber to help costume the chorua. Iter fashionable frienda think sha
baa gone to California on a long vlalt.
CHAPTER XVII.—C
—12—
Rose, arriving promptly at the hour
•greed upon, had a wait of fifteen
minutes before any of her sisters of
the aextette or Mm. Goldsmith
rived. "I don't want anything Juat
now," ahe told the saleswoman. But
ahe hadn't. In theae few weeka of Clark
street, loat her air of one who will
buy If ahe sees anything worth buy-
ing. In fact, the saleswoman thought,
correctly, that she knew her, and
•bowed her the few really smart things
they bad in the store—a Pol ret evening
gown, a couple of afternoon frocks
from Jennie. There wasn't much, ahe
admitted, It being Juat between sea-
eons.
The rest of the sextette arrived in a
pair and a trio. One of them aquealed
"Hello, Dane!" The aaleswomun was
shocked on seeing Rose nod an ac-
knowledgment of this greeting, and
Just about that time they heard Mrs.
Ooldsmlth explaining who she was and
the nature of her errand to the man-
ager.
The sort of gowns she presently be-
gan exclaiming over with delight, and
ordering put Into the heap of possi-
bilities, were horrible enough to have
drawn a protest from the wax figures
In the windows. The more completely
the fundamental lines of a frock were
disguised with sartorial scroll-saw
work, the more successful this lady
felt it to be. An ornament, to Mrs.
Ooldsmlth, did not live up to Its pos-
sibilities, unless It In turn were dec-
orated with ornaments of its own;
like the fleas on the fleas of the dog.
Rose spent a miserable half-hour
worrying over these selections of the
wife of the principal owner of the
show, feeling she ought to put up
some sort of fight and hardly deterred
by the patent futility of such a course.
All the while she kept one eye on
the door and prayed for the arrival of
John Oalbraith.
He came in Just as Mrs. Goldsmith
finished her task—Just when, by a
process of studious elimination, every
passable thing In the store had been
discarded and the twelve most utterly
hopeless ones—two for each girl—laid
aside for purchase. The girls were
dispatched to put on the evening frocks
first, and were then paraded before
the director.
He was a diplomat and he was quick
on his feet. Rose, watching his face
very closely, thought that for Just a
spilt second she caught a gleam of in-
effable horror. But it was gone so
quickly she could almost have believed
that she had been mistaken. He didn't
say much about the costumes, but he
said It so promptly and adequately
that Mrs. Ooldsmlth beamed with pride.
She sent the girls away to put on the
other set—the afternoon frocks; and
once more the director's approbation,
though laconic, was one hundred per
cent pure.
"That's all," he said In sudden dis-
missal of the sextette. "Rehearsal at
eight-thirty."
Five of them scurried like children
let out of school around behind the set
of screens that made an extemporane-
ous dressing room, and began chang-
ing in a mad scramble, hoping to get
away and to get their dinners eaten
soon enough to enable them to see the
whole bill at a movie show before the
evening's rehearsal.
But Rose remained hanging about,
a couple of paces away from where
flnlbrultb was talking to Mrs. Gold-
smith. The only question that re-
mained, he was toiling her, was wheth-
er her selections were not too—well,
too refined, genteel, one might say, for
the utage.
He wasn't looking at her as he
She found the other girls on the
point of departure. But Edna offered
to wait for ber.
"No, you run along," Rose said. "I've
some errands, and I don't feel like see-
ing a movie tonight, anyway."
Edna looked a little odd about It,
but hurried along after the others.
A saleswoman—the same one the
manager had assigned to Rose, under
the misconcepUon which that smart
French ulster of hers had created
when she came into the store—now
came around behind the screen to
gather up the frocks the girls had shed.
"Will you please bring me," said
Rose, "the Polret model you showed
me before the others came in 7 IU1
try it on."
The saleswoman's manner was dif-
ferent now, and she grumbled some-
thing about Its being closing time.
"Then, if you'll bring It at once ..."
said Rose. And the saleswoman went
on the errand.
Five minutes later, Galbralth, from
staring gloomily at the mournful heap
of trouble Mrs. Goldsmith had left on
his hands, looked up to confront a
vision that made him gasp.
"I wanted you to see if you liked
this," said Rose.
"If I like It I- he echoed. "Look
here! If you knew enough to pick
out things like that, why did you let
that woman waste everybody's time
with Junk like this? Why didn't you
help her out?"
"I couldn't have done much," Rose
said, "even if my offering to do any-
thing hadn't made her angry—and I
think It would have. You see, she's
got lots of taste, only It's bad. She
wasn't bewildered a bit. She knew
just what she wanted, and she got it.
It's the badness of these things she
likes. And I thought . . She
hesitated a little over this ... "I
thought that it would be easier to
throw them all out and get a fresh
start."
He stared at her with a frown of
curiosity. "That's good sense," he
said. "But why should you bother to
think of it?"
Her color came up perceptibly as she
answered. "Why—I want the piece to
succeed, of course . . ." Rose turned
rather suddenly to the saleswoman. "I
wish you'd get that little Empire frock
In maize and cornflower," she said.
'I'd like Mr. Galbralth to see that,
too." And the saleswoman, now pla-
cated, bustled away.
"This thing that I've got on," said
Rose swiftly, "costs a hundred and
fifty dollars, but I know I can copy it
for twenty. I can't get the materials
exactly, of course, but I can come
near enough."
"Will you try this one on, miss?'
asked the saleswoman, coming on the
scene again with the frock she had
been sent for.
"No," said Rose. "Just hold it up."
Galbralth admitted it was beautiful,
but wusn't overwhelmed at all as he
had been by the other.
"It's not quite so much your style,
is it? Not drive enough?"
"It isn't for me," said Rose. "It's
for Edna Larson to wear In that 'All
Alone' number for the sextette."
Galbralth stared at her a moment.
Then, "Put on your street things," he
said brusquely. "I'll wait"
priM- over bis having made a request
Instead « f giving an order
"I* you think yaa'll be able to con-
vince Mrs. (loldsnilth." she asked,
as they walked dow a Ibe eaat aide of
the avenue together, "that ber guwns
don't look well on the stage?"
"Probably not." he sold. "So, ahe
won't be convinced, and If 1 know
Goldsmith, he'll aay bla Ife's taste Is
fond enough for bltu. Ho If we want a
change, we've a light on our hand*"
The way be had unconsciously
phrased that sentence startled hint
Utile.
"The question la," be went «
"whether they're worth making a fight
about. Are they as bad as I thiuJt
they sre?"
"Oh. yea," said Rose. "They're dow
dy and fourtb-claas and ridiculous, of
course I don't know how many people
In the audience would know that."
"And I don't care." said John Oal
braith, with a flush of Intensity that
rauda ber look around at hitn. "That's
not a consideration I'll give suy weight
to. When I put a production under my
name, it's the best I can make with
what I've got. When I have to take
a cynical view and try to get by with
bad work because most of the people
out in front won't know the difference,
I'll go out to iny Uttle farm on Long
Island and raise garden truck."
There was snother momentary si'
Ience, for the girl made no comment
at all on this statement of his credo.
But he felt sure, somehow, that ahe
understood It, and presently he went
on speaking.
"Would It ba possible, do you think,
to get better gowns that would also
be cheaper? That argument would
bring Goldsmith around In a hurry. It's
ridiculous, of course, but that's the
trouble with making a production for
amateurs. You apend more time fight-
ing them than you do producing the
show."
"I don't beUeve," said Rose, "that
you could get better ready-made cos-
tumes a lot cheaper; the two or three
we might be able to find wouldn't help
us much."
"And I suppose," he said dubiously,
'It's out of the question getting them
any other way than ready made; that
is, and cheaper, too."
The only sign of excitement there
was in the girl's voice when she an-
CHAPTER XVIII.
A Business Proposition.
Buzzing around in the back of John
Galbralth's mind was an unworded
protest against the way Rose had just
killed her own beauty, with a thick
white veil, so nearly opaque that all it
let him see of her face was an inter-
mittent gleam of her eyes. The busi-
Think They
Are They as Bad as
Are?"
talked, and presently, as his gaze wan- ness between them was over, and
tiered abont the store. It encountered I all she was waiting for was a word
Rose's face. She hadn't prepared it of dismissal, to nod him a fure-
lor the encounter, and It wore, hardly well and go swinging awnv down the
veiled, n look of humorous apprecla- I avenue. Still he didn't speak, ami she
tlon. His sentence broke, then com- moved a Uttle restlessly. At last:
*• etad itself. She turned away, but j "Do you mind crossing the street?"
e next moment he called out to her: he asked abruptly. "Then we can talk
frere you waiting to see me. Dane?" j as we walk almis." She must have
"i d like to speak to you a minute," hesitated, because he ndded, "It's too
le said, "when you have time." .-,>1.1 o stand here."
change ynur ' -Of morse." «he said ;h-n. All that
1 had roati** h« r Mtati* wu her ur-
swered, was a sort of exaggerated mat-
ter-of-factness. "I could design the
costumes and pick out the materials,"
she said, "but we'd have to get a good
sewing woman—perhaps more than
one—to get them done."
He wasn't greatly surprised. Per-
haps the notion that she might suggest
something of the sort was responsible
for the tentative, dubious way in which
he had said he supposed it couldn't
be done.
You've had—experience in design-
ing gowns, have you?" Galbralth
asked.
"Only for myself," she admitted.
"But I know I can do that part of it.
I'm not good at sewing, though"—she
reverted to the other part of the plan.
"I'd have to have somebody awfully
good, who'd do exactly what I told
her."
"Oh, that can be managed," he said
a' little absently, and at the end of a
silence which lasted while they walked
a whole block : "I was Just figuring out
a way to work It." he said, explaining
his sileuce. "I shall tell Goldsmith and
Block (Block was the Junior partner
in the enterprise) that I've got hold
of a costumer who agrees to deliver
twelve costumes satisfactory to me. at
an average of. say. twenty per cent
less than tbe ones Mrs. Goldsmith
picked out If they arent satisfactory.
it's lb* raetnmar's l««a and we ran
buy those thai Mr*. Goldsmith picked
oat. or others that will do as well, at
Leasing*. I think that saving will be
decisive with them."
"But do you know a costumer?"
Rose aaked.
"You're tbe costumer," aald Gal-
bralth. "You design the costumes, buy
the fabrics, sui>ertntend the msktng of
Ibetn. As for tbe womsn you speak
of, we'll get tbe wardrobe mistress
at the Globe. I happen to know she's
competent, and she's at a loose end
Just now, becauae ber show is closing
when ours opens. You'll buy the fab-
rics and you'll pay ber. And what profit
you csn make out of the deal, you're
entitled to. I'll finance you myeetf. If
they won't take what we show them,
why. you'll be out your time snd
troutle. and I'll be out the price of
materials and the woman's labor."
'I don't think It would be fair." ahe
said, and she found difficulty In speak
Ing at all because of a sudden dispo-
sition of ber teeth to chatter—"I don't
think It would be fair for me to take
all the profit and you take all tbe
risk."
"Well, I can't take any profit, that's
clear enough." he said; and she no-
ticed now a tinge of amusement In his
voice. "Tou see I'm retained—body
and soul—to put this production over.
I can't make money out of those fel-
lows on the side. But you're not re-
tained. You're employed as a member
of the chorus. And. so far, you're not
even paid fer the work you're doing.
So long as you work to my satisfaction
there on the stage, nothing more can
be asked of you. As for the risk, I
don't believe It's serious. I don't think
you'll fall down on the Job, and I don't
believe Goldsmith and Block will
throw away a chance to save some
money."
And then he pressed her for an im-
mediate decision. The Job would be a
good deal of a scramble at best, as the
time was short. They had reached the
Randolph street end of the avenue, and
policeman, like Moses cleaving the
Red sea, had opened a way through
the tide of motors for a throng of pe-
destrians.
"Come across here," said Galbralth,
taking her by the arm and stemming
this current with her, "We've got to
have a minute of shelter to finish this
up In," and he led her into the north
lobby of the public library. The stale,
baked air of the place almost made
them gasp. But, anyway, it was quiet
and altogether deserted. They could
hear themselves think in there, he said,
and led the way to a marble bench
alongside the staircase.
Rose unpinned her veil and, to his
surprise, because of course she was
going in a minute, put it into her ulster
pocket But, curiously enough, the
sight of her face only Intensified an
Impression that had been strong upon
him during the last part of their walk
—the impression that she was a long
way off. It wasn't the familiar con-
templative brown study, either. There
was an active, eager excitement about
it that made it more beautiful than
he had ever seen it before. But it
was as if she were looking at some-
thing he couldn't see—listening to
words he couldn't hear.
"Well," he said a little impatiently,
"are you going to do it?"
And at that the glow of her was
turned fairly upon him. "Yes," she
said, "I'm going to do It I suppose I
mustn't thank you," she went on, "be-
cause you say it isn't anything you're
doing for me. But it is—a great thing
for me—greater—than I could tell you.
And I won't falL You needn't be
afraid."
He counted out a hundred and twen-
ty dollars, which he handed over to
her. She folded It and put it away in
her wristbag. The glow of her hadn't
faded, but once more it was turned on
something—or someone—else. It wasn't
unUl he rose a Uttle abruptly from the
marble bench that she roused herself
with a shake of the head, arose too,
and once more faced him.
"You're right about our having to
hurry," she said, and before he could
find the first of the words he wanted,
she had given him that curt farewell
nod which from the first had stirred
and warmed him, and turned away
toward the door.
And she had never seen what was
fairly shining in his face.
She couldn't, of course, have missed
a thing as plain as that but for a com-
plete preoccupation of thought aud
feeling that would have left her ob-
livious to almost anything that could
happen to her.
The flaming vortex of thoughts,
hopes, desires which enveloped her
was so intense as almost to evoke a
sense of the physical presence of the
subject of them—of that big, powerful-
minded, clean-souled husband of hers,
who loved her so rapturously, and who
had driven her away from him because
that rapture was the only thing he
would share with her.
Since she had left his bouse and
begun this new life of her*, she had.
as best ahe could, been fighting him
out of her thoughts altogether. She
had shrunk from anything that car-
ried aaenHatfcMl af Mm wirt ti ffcat
all ifcMwfcta a ad mmrnrtm at hi*
■MMt air.mwiy be painful, im had
taken far granted
Bat with this awddea lighting ep of
she A wag tbe rioted dour wide
a ad railed ber boafcaad bach lata her
thought* Thi* bard thing that ah«-
was going to do—this thing thai ateaat
alrvplrea alghfn. Bad f «e*lsfcly active
day*-—wa* aa e«|fai m simply af
ber love for him a aecnftrlal offering
to be laid before the shrine of Mm
la ber bean
Yet. tbe fart that Hoes'* heart was
raring and ber nervee were tingling
with a newly welcomed sm*e of ber
lover's spiritual preeen. e did not pre-
vent her flying along weet on Ran
dolph atreet and aontb again on tbe
west aide of Rtate. with a eery dear-
ly vlaoallied purpose Half an bour
later she hailed • paaelng cab and de
posited In It one dreeemaklng form, a j PO
huge bundle of paper catuliflc--In
black, wblte and waatied-out blue, and .
ber own weary but still excited and
exultant aelf.
It wii after eight o'clofk when ahe |
reached her room. Rehearsal was at
eight-thirty and she hsd bad nothing
to eat since noon. Rut ahe stole the
time, nevertheless, to tear the wrap-
pings off her "form" and gase on lu
respectable nakedness for two or three
minutes with a contemplative eye
Then, reluctantly—It was tbe first
time she hsd left thst room with re
luctance—she turned out the light and
hurried off to the Uttle lunch roots
that lay on the way to the dance balL
It was during that first rehearsal
which «be so narrowly missed belni
late for, that she got tha genera!
schemes for both aeta of costumes
She begun studying the girls for theli
Individual pecullaritlea of style. Each
one of the costumes she made was go
Ing to be for a particular girl.
At last when a shout from Gal
braith aroused her to the fact thai
ahe had mlased an entrance cue alto-
gether, In her entranced absorption In
these visions of hers, and had cauaerf
that unpardonable thing, a stsge wait
she resolutely clamped down the lid
upc her imagination and, until thej
were dismissed, devoted herself to th<
rehearsal.
But the pressure kept monntlnj
higher and higher, and she found her
self furiously Impstlent to get away.
back to her own private wonderland
the squalid little room down th«
street, that had three bolts of cam
brie in It and a dressmaker's manne
quln—the raw materiala for her magic
Rose couldn't draw a bit Sh«
hadn't the faintest Impulse to make t
beginning by putting a picture dowi
on paper and making a dress from li i
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FOREIGN LEGION NEAR END
Famous Body of Soldiers In the Serv.
Ice of France Has Been Almost
Exterminated.
France's most famous division of
•oldiera, the Foreign legion, most des-
perate and ferocioua of all organiza-
tions of soldiers, is rapidly nearing de-
pletion. At the beginning of the war
It numbered 80,000 men, all natives of
countries other than France, all out-
casts, daredevils, men to whom noth-
ing of life remained but adventure, the
world'a greatest collection of ne'er-do-
wells. Now their number has shrunk
to less than 8,000.
Throughout the war It has fought
with singular abandon and bravery,
caring nothing for danger, asking no
quarter and giving none. It Is not be-
ing recruited owing to the fact that
nearly all the forelgnera who would
have Joined It are now enrolling under
their own flags.
, The remainder of the legion, how-
afterward. She couldn't have told jusi ever, still maintains Its terrible repu-
why she had bought those three shadet tatlon for whimsical Intrepidity. Be-
of paper cambric. fore each attack the word Is passed
What she had felt of course, at th< among them to collect certain souve-
very outset, was the need of something nlrs from the enemy. Sometimes they
to Indicate, roughly, the darks anc decide to bring back helmets, some-
lights In her design. And, short of th< times bayonets, sometimes officers' but-
wild extravagance of slashing Into th« ' tons, sometimes automatics, sometimes
fabrics themselves and making hei binoculars, sometimes the left shoes of
mistakes at their expense, she coulc j Hun lieutenants, sometimes right
think of nothing better than th« shoes of sergeants, anything and every-
scheme she chose, ; thing that possesses them.
Rehearsal was dismissed a little j
early that night, and she was back Ie j Privilege Restricted.
her room by eleven. Arrived there 1 Bobby was playing he was driving
she took off her outer clothes, sal a laundry wagon. He would come to
down cross-legged on the floor, and 'I16 door and his mamma would give
went to work. i him the package of laundry and soon
When at last, with a little sigh, and he would deliver it again to her. The
a tremulously smiling acknowledg- m°ther, as she received the bundle,
ment of fatigue, she got up and looked sa'f* *n a hurst of affection, "Could
at her watch, It was four o'clock in J*ou SIve me a kIss. Bobble?" Bobble
the morning. She'd had one of those drew himself up with pride and dis-
erperiences of which every artist can daln, "No; laundryman don't kiss my
remember a few In his life, when It is j tuamma."
Impossible for anything to go wrong; j
when the vision miraculously betters) Personal Touch.
itself In the execution; when the only ! Malsle—Wasn't Ethel amused when
difficulty is that which the hands have 1 she saw your mustache?
In the purely mechanical operatlan of
keeping up.
There comes Into Rose's Ufa
a new crisis which means more
hard work and much worry. The
next installment covers import-
ant developments in the story.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Luminous Eyes.
Cats among mammals, and owls
among birds, says W. H. Hudson in his
book "Idle Days in Patagonia," are the
most highly favored of any creatures
in the matter of luminous eyes. "The
feline eyes, as of a puma or wildcat
blazing with wrath, sometimes affect
one like an electric shock; but for In-
tense brilliance the yellow globes of
the owl are unparalleled." Mr. Hud-
son asserts that nature has done com-
paratively little for the human eye
either In these terrifying splendors or
in beauty. He says that in Brazil he
was greatly Impressed with the mag-
nificent appearance of many of the ne-
gro women; but that if they had only
possessed the "golden irides" of cer-
tain Intensely black tropical birds
their "unique loveliness" would hav
been complete.—Outlook.
Woman Landscape Gardener Succeeds.
Miss Mabel Keyes Babcock, for four
years in charge of the department oi
horticulture and landscape architec-
ture at Wellesley college, has be- i
chosen to design the great formal gar
den which is to be a feature of the
new residence of the president of tbe
Massachusetts Institute of Technology
at Boston, and which Is to be an Un-
presslve detail of the magnificent ne
installation of that Institution, if'
Babcock is one of the most dist,;
guished landscape gardeners of ber •*->
In the country, and she has done no?
table work In landscape effects for tbe
Wellealey grounds, for several great
eatates In Chlcaf* and alao in greater
Reggie—M'yes; it rather tickles her
sometimes!—London Opinion.
Usual Sequence.
"Are you lending money?"
"Yes, and borrowing trouble."—Bal-
timore American.
Unlike
other cereals
Grape-Nuts
requires only about
half the ordinary qua-
ntify of milk or cream
Likewise because of
its natural sweetness
it requires no su&ar.
Grape-Nuts the
ready cooked food,
is an all-round saven
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