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PAGE TEN And .all the whilet he longing for a home, a single love, a normal averâ€" age life, alterated with onsets of cynâ€" ical defiance for the conventions. Sheâ€" was in a marriage mood and her heart and her friends gave her conflicting counsel: Don‘t marry an actor! Don‘t marry an author! Don‘t marry a businesss man! Don‘t marry anybody! * \ Ned â€"Ling was one of Mem‘s most abject worshipers. He had taught Mannerisms that directors or critics pointed . out, or that. she discovered for herself, eed her to distraction. It was a strange thing to recognize in herself a fault that she detested in others and was yet unable to eradiâ€" cate. Striing to avoid these recurâ€" rent tricks, she grew selfâ€"conscious, and people said that she was getting a swelled head when she was most in a panic. / What they took for gonceit was the bluff of a rabbit at bay. Young Cleland fell pray to her growing fascinations, but he was so much her business rival and their professional love scenes were such duels for points, that she could not think of him as an amateur in love. Besides, an unsuspected loyalty to Tom Holby was wakened in her heart by the pretense that this raw youth was Tom‘s "successor." Holby was out in the Mojave Des Holby was out in the Mojave Desâ€" ert on location, and his absence pleadâ€" ed for him like a still, small voice that interfered with the murmurs of nearer lovers. She had fallen out of love with herâ€" self. She toiled all the while at her own technic. When she finished the short comedy with Ned Ling she was drawn back to the Bermond studio for the principal role of a big picture. She was not yet to be starred, but she was to be "featured‘ with a young man, Clive Cleland, who was spoken of as Tom Holby‘s successor. He was so thwarted and rejected that he sent her home alone. 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TENDERS WANTED SUPREME BUILDING For Sale By The Irvin Lumber Company, ,-;‘Z‘=EZ:}_-.. & Th °i B Sfi' SAI‘ EC uP * euPEl| HU@H b& M l oace Eventually she met him again at the golden wedding anniversary of an old actor and accepted his apologies and his company home. 3 "I wouldn‘t give up my career for all the happiness in the world." I don‘t suppose any woman gave up her career when she got married." "How do you mean ?" : "Most women have been brought up for a career of housekeeping. A father or mother told them what to But these highly advertised tactics were not to Mem‘s liking, at least at the moment. When the grew too fierce she struck him in the mouth with a fist that had stout muscles for a driving bar, and she brought the blood to his nose with a slash of her elbow. _ She railed at his awkward confusâ€" ion, but hereafter she was out when he called. _"How wonderful," she said. on the palmâ€"gloomed way, "to be loved by one man for fifty years!" _ e "I could love you for a hundred," Tom groaned. ‘"Let‘s get married and quit wasting so much time. _: He grew morbid for her. He cast away his fears of love and his horror of marriage and his sense of humor at the same time. He flew into temâ€" pests of anger at her unresponsiveâ€" ness and became a tragic clown at whom she could not help smiling. He made comic exits from her presâ€" ence, swearing he would never see her again, and comic returns. But Mem would only flirt with him, and with anyone else who amused her. , Tom Holby came back from the desert browner than ever, less subtle, more undeniable than ever. He fought hard for her in the spirit of the hero he was playing at the time, a man who acted on the theory that the cave man is woman‘s ideal and that she prefers above all things to be carâ€" essed with a club. helped her tragedy thereby. Without being able to laught at himself, he taught her to laught at herself and at him. ) her the mechaniecs of comedy, __‘an('i P eurrer HUGHLS] ILLUSTRATED â€"BY DONALD RILEY Weston, Ont. xâ€"52â€"1t "They‘re pretty popular, though: They‘re more decent than the old way â€"and divorces are as ancient as the world. Moses brought down from heaven the easiest system." "‘Yes, but Christ saidâ€"" "Christ said nothing about a wom= an ever getting a divorce at all. He onlyn allowed a man. to get it on one ground." & ‘As long as it didn‘t mean anyâ€" thing." "But it might come toâ€"‘" "Well, for the matter of that, a lot of hugging goes on in a lot of homes â€"and outside of them. No guaranty ever went with marriage that was good for anythinng, and there‘s none now. We‘ve goto as good a chance as anybody." He took her in his arms, but Mem was not in a gambling mood, and withdrew herself,. She wanted to pon: der a while longer. . .. x When she was under Tom Holby‘s spell, she was easily convinced that the ideal partnership was an actor and an actress. She had been of a mind that actress and director made the perfect combination. Claymore had left his autograph on her soul.â€" Then a rich man fell into her orbit and wanted to pu "big money" back of her, organize The Remember Stedâ€" don Productions, Inc. and make picâ€" tures eclusively for her. But he talkâ€" (13d so large that he frightened off her ove. do, and scolded them when t}?fiy did something else. They learned how tc make dresses and sew and cook, and that was their business. . When they married they just moved their shop over to their husband‘s home, and exâ€" pected him to provide the raw stock and tell them what to do and scold ‘em if they didn‘t do it, of spank ‘m." "But you‘d be hugging other girls before the cameraâ€"and other men would be hugging me." "But what if we should fall out? Divorces are loathsome." This love business was driving Mem frantic. In all the pictures she had played, as in the traditions of her girlhood, love was a thin@ that came once and never came agaiin. Good women knew their true fateâ€"mates at once and never swerved in their deâ€" votion. Yet there she was, passionately inâ€" terested in several gentlemen, finding each of them fascinating just so far, and faultful thereafter. Instead of giving herself meekly to the bliss of matrimony she was debating its adâ€" visability, practicability, and profit. She must be at heart a bad woman; one of those adventuresses. What could she do nowâ€"not to perâ€" fect her shame, but to make a living ? She would be poorer than her father. She would have to discontinue the inâ€" stallments of that conscience, fund" which she had learned ~to «expect from Doctor Bretherick. She could not even pay the installments on numerous vanities she had bought for herself from the shops. _ 2 Most of the motionâ€"picture: facâ€" tories disarmed entirely, and the,rest of them nearly, . The Bermond Studâ€" ios kept one company at work, and it was not Mem‘s company. 5 Then came The Pause. Hard times struck the movies so hard that in the studios they became no times at all. She was stricken with terror as she confronted her problems. Her lovers were as defutured as herself, Authors, actors, directorsâ€" allâ€"instead of marriage they talked poverty. _ s t bg y We can‘t star you now. But I beâ€" lieve in you. I want people to know you. And when the good times come against you must be ready for them. So I‘ll go on paying your salary and send you out on a tour of personal Bermond and fruit t saw to it to give her Soon aft of New Yo gaging eye town were No one had talked hard times longâ€" er or louder than Bermond. Having heard him croak of disaster so long, Mem assumed her contract would be canceled. Bermond sent for her and she went prepared for the guillotine,. He said: ; s "I like you, Miss Steddon. You‘ve worked hard. I find that â€" the exâ€" hibitors are wiring in: ‘Give us more Steddon stuff. Why don‘t you star her?‘ What the exhibitors say goes â€"as far as is can. "Your â€" last knock out. I‘n Clive Cleland‘s yours alone. I to New York ar all the big citi see you when t "We‘ll pay y Bermond sent a bushel of flowers and fruit to her drawing room. _ He saw to it that there were reporters to give her a good sendâ€"off. Soon after her arrival the papers of New York were publishing her enâ€" gaging eyes, the billboards all about town were announcing her, andâ€" in paragraph and advertisment she was celebrated. But so many others were also claiming the public eye! Other newâ€"comers and favorites in impregâ€" nable esteem. and so yc our guest, "Of cou ever so k ©Of course." Me ever so kind of yc The â€" abandoned made a sorry squa station. They stare iliated devotion. People who had come from Calverly were claiming Mem as a fellowâ€"citâ€" izen and feeling that they gained some mystic authority from mere vicâ€" inage. Some of them called upon her in person or by telephone and set her heart agog. _ > send you out appearances. The night her own picture was shown she stepped out before what seemed to be the world in convention assembled. She felt as tiny as she looked to the farthest girl in the ulâ€" timate seat up under the back rafters. She parroted the little speech that Bermond‘s publicity man had written for her and afterward wondered what she had said. There was a cloudâ€" burst of handclapping and a salvo from the orchestra that swept her from the stage into the wings. w And that was that! _ aclififices. q it th e her a 1 after w York zx eyes, were a your ist picture looks like a I‘m going to take down id‘s name â€"and feature I want you to go Eastâ€" c and Boston, Philly, Chi., cities, and let the people n they see the picture. y your traveling expenses mother can go along as !U oned _ suitors squad at the stared at her Mem. _ you d sendâ€"off. arrival the pa; publishing her billboards all al cried s of Mem Santa Fe with humâ€" And THE WESTON TIMES & GUIDE its _ "But you‘d be hugging ‘other | would be bugeging me." â€" It is not hard to seduce an actâ€" iress from the stage, but it is hard to ‘keep her off. There is a courtship that the public alone can offer, and mo one man can give her as much ‘applause as a nightly throng‘s. That form. of polyandry is irresistable to most of the women who have been lucky enough to get on the stage or ‘the sereen and to win success there. _ He might have won Mem via pity, if he had not tried to win her from her career. He was a monopolist by inheritance, and he wanted all there was of Mem. (Boas had one terrific rival, the manyâ€"headed monster. â€"â€"One day Bermond summoned her to his New York office. andsaid: Austin Boas came humbly to Mem to pay his respects, and his enormous name made her tremble as her bisque daintiness set him aquiver. He was shy, ashamed of his own lack of heroâ€" ic beauty; and Mem was dazed to find herself feeling sorry for him. Pity was a dangerous mood for her. There was no difficulty about meetâ€" ing Mem for a man whose name spelled of millions honestly amassed and gracefully dispersed. beauty and her terror smote him. 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Chapman‘s Radio Store Long after their spell had been forâ€" gotten, the sad gaze of Boas as he cried goodâ€"bye haunted her. Meo it?" he asked. The young man kept on the desk and repeated the questâ€" on the desk an drepeated the. quesâ€" tion. Instantly the other looked up, surprised to see the chief at his elâ€" bow. ©‘I beg your pardon, were you speaking to me?" ‘"Merely inquired about the timeâ€"that‘s all," said â€"the other. The bookkeeper glanced about him, located the office clock, and said, "Iâ€" shall be waiting," said Boas. And he gave up with a groan: "Marry me anyway and have your career, too. Ill put my money into your company. I‘ll back you to the limit." § At Buffalo and at Cleveland she paused to come before huge audiâ€" ences and prattle her little piece. When she reached Chicago she found awaitinng her a long letter from the manager of the movingâ€"picture house in Calverly. He implored her to visit her old home town and make an apâ€" pearance at his theatre. He promised that everybody would be there.. She had murmured to him, "When I make another picture or two I may decide to be sensible, and thenâ€"if you are stillâ€"*" Austin Boas was at the station to see ~Mem off. For his last fling he filled her drawingâ€"room with flowers â€"poor things that drooped and died and were flung from the platform by the porter. A young bookkeeper was employed in the passenger department of a great railroad. It was just a little before lunch. Some of the clerks were putting on their coats, some leaving for the washroom, some consulting the clock; some were still busy, sudâ€" denly the "boss" entered. He glanced about him and then approached the young bookkeeper. "What time is This was success indeed! To apâ€" pear in New York was triumph, but to appear in her native village was almost a divine vengeance. And she could have flung her arms about him and kissed him. ‘How about geting to work again ? 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