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1 The Difference I •y ANNIE MNHCISEN J j (Copyright, UU, by A»octaUd Pre*.) j The chorus girl and the chorus soldier boy swung Into place In the | marching, singing column. "Our life Is a glorious glitter," they, ! sang. p "It's a glitter all right," muttered the soldier boy, "a silly, tinsel glit ter." The choruß girl looked at him In ! surprise. Per weeks they had march-1 ed side by In the chorus ot "The » Fighting, Pnnce," and, this was the I first time he had ever spoken to her. j "You don't like It?" sne asked. "I hate it. Do you care for it?" The leading lady was singing. They were at the rear of the stage. "I have no Illusions about it," she ! answered. "It is a means of bread and butter." "I had illusions, an artistic ideal and operatic ambitions." "Have you kept them?" 1 have learned tbe limit of my ! , ability. The best I can do Is to carry a tin sword and strut in a chorus with a score of otlyer mediocre war-' biers. I leave the stage at the end of my contract. Say," he hesitated * like a bashful schoolboy, "I know you are—you are awfully particular j and prudish, but would you—won't you have supper with me after the show tonight? I abhor this whole crowd, except you. I've wanted to know you—you are different frdm the others." The girl looked squarely into his eyes. "You're different, too," she said; frankly "I'll go v.ith you." "You are more different than ever in your street clothes," he informed , her across the restaurant table. "So are you 1 ," she retorted. "In citizen's apparel, with your face washed clean you look like—may I say it?" "Go on." "Like a nice, well raised young man from some quiet, little city a long i way from New York." "Good. At least, I was well raised and the home city is quiet and little aud far away." "And probably your father was the wealthy man of the little town and your mother was the grand lady. You; - , "Take That to Her!" lived in a big, old-fashioned house, j They sent you away to college and gave you everything you wanted." "How do you know all this?" "You ,are stamped mentally and physically by your environment." j "Next month I shall return to the little far away city and a jJesk in my, father's bank. Do you intend to re-] main on the stage?" "As there is no father, no bank and no for me I shall re main in the chorus of 'The Fighting l , Prince.'" "I wish you wouldn't," he said earnestly. "It is not the life for a girl like you. There are other voca ' tions. School teaching, nursing or something like that would give you ' better opportunities for the develop- j ment of the vromanly virtues you. surely On the stage you ] learn all the seams of the world, al] Its dark spots, Its tragedy. You are exposed to a thousand hideous' ex periences which the sheltered woman » never knows. Spme day you will want to marry. The right sort of j man—and you could never care for j the wrong, sort —chooses his wife; from an environment that makes a ' girl gentle, trusting and thoroughly womanly. Give yourself such an en vironment" , "Little country boy," laughed the girl, "don't lecture this worldly, > wicked chorus lady." "You are a good, true woman. Your eyes are clear and gentle and steady. Your mouth is tender and that dimpled chin is as firm as gran ite." On the last night of his engage ment with "The Fighting Prince" they went to the t»ble where they had eaten their flrsk supper together. "It Is tbe good old life for me again, Eleanor, and I am happy at the .prospect; regular habits, home cook ing, simple ideals." • She nodded comprehendingly. "It is the life for you," she agreed. "To* will work hard and gratify your ' father's pride. You will be the rising young, man ot the little city. Your, will be picnics and straw-1 kerry festivals. There will be a girl. a sweet, charming, conventional girl with domestic tastes and little knowl edge of the outside world." "There is such a girl there." "An old sweetheart. Jack?" "We grew up together in the little I city. She is my ideal woman—con ) rentional, domestic and Innocent" I "You will be very happy," she com- I men ted dully. The color had left her j face and her lips were rigid. "I wish you would leave the stage, j Eleanor. You have been a good I friend, a true comrade in this last ; month. I shall be happier If I can think of you in a different less dis illusionizing environment" "Don't think of me at all. I am a child of this great, wicked city. After i tonight we shall never see each other ; cgaln." •••• • ■ • "It's no use to send a letter In to I Miss Mayne," the doorkeeper was say lag to an insistent young man. "She never reads stage door letters nor speaks to Johnnies." I The young man wrote his name be ! neath the superscription on the let ; ter 1 . "Take that to her." i A few minutes later he was in a j stage dressing room. I "I've come back," he announced. "To carry a tin sword in the chorus?" "No; to take a certain girl out of the chorus; to take her back with me ( ] to a quiet, little town." "To visit your wife?" "To be my wife." "But the other girl, the first sweet-' t heart, the Innocent " "We have broken our engagement. ! She is as glad to be free as I am. I When I went back she—she, 1 don't j want to talk like a cad, but 1 wart; i you to know the truth —she bored me. Her innocence and convention ality are the result of a narrow i n j vironment. She knows only the lit tle world of the i'ttle town, and sha 1s satisfied that that is all there is worth while In life. She welcomed me as a prodigal and ''expected a bended knee repentance and confes sion of the sins I must surely have committed out In the wicked world, j We have not iftie taste or Interest In ! common, except the picnics and the strawberry festivals. The woman* I love is one who has lived in the big, wicked world, who knows life and has kept her soul pure and true The little town Is a lovely, quiet spot, and it will be a heaven if —if you are thore. Will you cor n back with j me?" "The right sort of man chooses his j wife from an environment which I makes her innocent " "This man has learned a few f things about women, and he will I learn more if you will teach him. I jam an ignorant country boy " . "You are not. You are everything that is clever and wise and dear, and j course, I am going back with you." Another Cure by Thunder. « ! Another case has been added to the ] long list of those who are said to ! have been cured of deafness and I dumbness by a sudden shock. This I time the story comes from Amiens, where a woman is said to have recov ered her speech gfter a particularly loud clap of thunder. There have been | heavy storms In the region for the last few days, accompanied with hail, ; rain, thunder an«'. lightning, and trees : Jn soxue placjijl i the rootf At others lighining struck j houses and barns and horses and cat • {le Safe been killed. A woman | forty-eight years of age, the wife of i a workman, had completely lost her i speech since 1905. She was still able ! to hear, but the only way she had of | communicating with any-one was by writing. She was subjected to various treatments, among others that of elec tricity; but they seemed to have no , effect ✓ During the recent thunder j storms shß was seized with a terrible i nervous attack, and suddenly she re j covered her speech, and is now able J to converse as 'ef.sily as before. Sev eral physicians have come to question | her, and her cure is talked of as al I most miraculous —— A Cheering Arabian plant. "I Baw a little of Arabia in my trip 1 around the world -by way of the Suez j canal," said Reuben Ferguson of Mary 1 land. "An EngUsh tourist suggested j that I ought togtako a turn with the laughing plant of tbe Arabian region. I He had a native find some of the i plant and the seeds thereof, predicting that if I would make a tea out of the seeds or even make the seeds and leaves Into a powder and take a dose of It occasionally the effect would be cheering and that I would desire to ! laugh for an hour or more without ap ; parent reason. I "Once assured that there .was no danger from the effects*! tried the seeds and am ashamed to tell what Vhers told me of my antics It was a case of high Jinks, dancing and fool ishness both in conversation and ac tions. I cannot recall what I said or what sort of capers I was guilty of. but those who were with me seemed to take delight in tAiling of my intoxi cation and the utter nonsense of my conversation. Once they had told me of a few things I decided to have nothing more to do with the laughing plant" Terrifying. The little boy regarded the pictures of the harem skirt with starting eye balls. "Does It mean that I am to have twice as many trousers cut down for me?" he shrieked. Then he fell on his knees andj prayed as never before that several] | sisters might be vouchsafed him ID ! the future. Guarding , the Valuables 1 After the Blakes moved into their new quarters Mrs. Blake still kept ber account at the outlying bank where she had always done bußihess That - was the reason when she received the note and the mortgage she did not In stantly put them into her safety de posit box. When she was preparing to leave the house for the first time she hid tbe papers successively behind a sofa, undei a pillow, under a rug, under the i dresser 6carf and behind the picture of Sir Galahad in the library Then \ when she was a block away she re- | turned hastily, because it had Just occurred to that the house might ; burn down during her absence and j then where" would she be in respect j to those precious papers? She discarded the small mesh hag ' she was carrying and got out her b'g j gest leather shopping bag, although it J was decidedly Inconvenient to take i to an afternoon tea. However, she j could carry the papers in it , The bag j being big and square, bumped into j , everybody and sot her disliked She j nearly wept that evening a? she ! begged ber husband to take care of | the papers for her. "I will not!" he told her. "You stm- I j ply must learn to look nftor your own | j business affairs, so you might as well j make up your mind -to it! Why on j j earth are you carting Jewelry around j I In that bng too*" He asked It it; tha 1 , tone that a man uses when the fool- ' j ish peculiarities of the feminine half ' j of the world are utterly, absolutely ! | beyond liim "Because It's the safest j>lace for my ! rings end things'" retorted his wife. I "Every woman does it!" His demeanor still disclosing skf>rt! . I clsm, she went on: "If you leave' I things at home and the new servants don't turn burglars, then th« bogus ! 'j gas inspectors and the sham telephone j I men will get them' I've read about I j all those tricks!" "You'll lose the whole affair!" de ll clared her husband. ' j "I certainly won't when the bag Is ! , ! slippedjjight over my army like this." | i said Mrs Blake, loftily "I shall go to j i the bank just as scon ak I can, and I I you are perfectly horrid to make me ij carry this bag to the theater tonieht. I i j The papers won't tuck insido of tny • , waist and there's positively nothing •j else I can do with them!" , I ] Frequently that evening the [! slipped from her lap and each time 1 she almost had hysterics, thinking i ; | she had lost it After Blake had [ bumped hia head the third time while [' filling out the hag from beneath the; ' row of F»eat* In front he put It in his : chair and snt on It But he made her | carry !t home. Something happened fvery day for three days to prevent Mrs. Blake's go i ing to the bank. She ate, slept and i visited In company ,wlth her leather shopping hag and she positively began | to grow thin from her continuous and 1 Strenuous efforts to keep a watchful | eye on It. An afternoon progressive bridge | party nearly finished her, because she ! insisted on hanging the hag over her t chair back, and epch time she moved I she forgot it. Missing it, she would S i Imagine that she had lost it coming | to the party nnd would have to be re | vlved with fans and kind words til! it j >■ was discovered She was a nervous ) j wreck when the afternoon was efi>r j and had in addition the consciousness that all her partners disliked her In | tensely because she had so lowered their scores by her wttd, abstracted j playing 1 "I'll go to the bank tomorrow If it i is the afternoon party that I have to j miss!" she declared. J Then she lugged the fatal bap to a club directors' meeting, to a luncheon, where It fell to the floor and wag nearly eaten up by the hostess' p£t j deg before it was discovered, and on ; a shopping trip , She hung to the bag with an energy that gave rise to the idea In the minds of casual observers that is must be filled with dynamite or dia j monds 'Thank goodness!", she muttered as , , she neared her home ."I've got these awful papers safely through a whole ! week and the first thing tomorrow morning sees them in the safety de i posit box, and then maybe I can draw a long breath! What's; that door open for?" She ran up the steps and through the swinging door. It was most un j usual. The house appeared tranquil, ! however. Laying down her bag. she pulled off her gloves and coat and j then, being still uneasy, mounted to the second floor. The second fioor also was calm. "It's the queerest thing," she said as ; she started downstairs and headed for , the kitchen to see if the cook had re- I turned, it being the cook's day out. ; In the hall she stopped transfixed, i with her eyes} staring at the table . where she h/idi laid her shopping bag. The bag was gone! "The burglar," Blake explained to her wlthi righteous reproach that night, "must have Just got inside when you came and probably he hid behind the piano. When you went uf>- stairs he grabbed, your tag and de parted by the front door. I can. fix up the note and the mortgage, but not the rings!" "Anyhow," said his wife, "I don't see,why he couldn't have stolen It the I first day I carted that' bag around in-" ! stead bf waiting till I had dope it for ' a week!" #303333333 333333 333333333% a $ * WMr « Atlantic Coast Line 1 8 g a P ■ . ■ 1 EXCURSION • 1 a- > 0 ® Q 6.: • ' O £ AUGUST Ist g - 1 0 Washington, D. G. - $5.50 9 ?;> ' /. y Richmond. 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