The Syracuse Journal, Volume 19, Number 27, Syracuse, Kosciusko County, 4 November 1926 — Page 7

[The GIRL in the MIRROR

___ — A i —II •TORY FROM THE START Uurf* Devon, successful pl»y---4 wrlght, but iom(wh»l Inclined to wildness. attends the wedding of hi* slater, Barbara, to whom has been left the great Pevon fortune. Laurie had been a lay young chap, but for the last year ho has been toeing the mark, through the efforts of Barbara. CHAPTER I—Continued Bangs nodded, vaguely. Hla brown •eyes were alternately on the bride and on hla chum and partner, her brother. He was conscious of an odd depression, of an emotion, new and poignant, that made him understand the tears of Barbara’s women friends. Under the Influence of this, he spoke o-acularty: -Weddings are beastly depressing things. Wbat the public wants to see U something cheerful!” Epstein nodded In his turn. His ' Thoughts, too, were busy. Like many of those around him, he was mentally reducing the spectacle he was watching to terms that he could understand. A wedding conducted on this scale, be estimated, probably represented a total cost of about ten thousand dollars. But what was that to a bride of thirty or forty millions? It was strange her family had left them all to her and none to the boy, even If the boy had been a little wild. But the boy was all right now. He'd make Ms own fortune If life and woman sad the devil would let him alone. He had made a good start already. A few more successes like **The Man Above" would make Kpstein forget several failures he had already and unwisely produced this season. If he could get Hangs and Devon to start work at once, on another good play— A little later. In the automobile that whirled him and Epstein out to the wedding-reception at Devon house, Itodney Bangs briefly developed the wedding theme. “l suppose the reason why women cry at weddings and men feel glum Is that they know what the bride's In for." he remarked gloomily. Epstein grunted. “You an’ me Is bachelors," he reminded the momentarily cynical youth. “Ve should vorry r "What I'm worrying about Is laturie,” Bangs admitted. Epstein turned to him with awakened interest. “Veil.” he demanded, “what about laiurie? He’* all right, ain't he?'' “Hla slater has always kept a collar and leash on l,aurie," Bangs reminded Mm. “and Laurie baa needed them both. Now ahe's off for Japan on a four-months' honeymoon. The leash and collar are off. too. It's going to be mighty Interesting and rather anxious business for us to aee what a chap Ilka Laurie does with hla new freedom. Hla nature hasn't changed in n year, you aee, though hla dreamatnncas ha vs." he added, slowly. "And all hla promises to Barbara are •ff. Hla yarn of probation la over.” Epstein grunted again He waa fond of saying that be loved Bangs and Laurie as if tbey were the sons be had never had: but be was oot given to analysis of hitnaetf or others, and be had little patience with It His reply showed a tolerance unusual la him. “Vail, ve keep an eye on him, don't eel" he predicted. Bangs frowned. “We’ll have to do It mighty carefully." he muttered. “If Devon catches us at it. be won’t leave us an eye to keep on anything!” Kpstein grunted again. “Ve keep him busy." be suggested, eagerly. ' Start Kim right avay on another play. Kh? That’s the Idea?" Bangs shook bis bead. "That’s It." he conceded. “But Laurie has decided that be won’t work again, Juat yet. He alya he’s tired and wants a few months* rest. Besides, he thinks America will declare war before the winter's over. He's going to volunteer as soon as It doea. and he doesn't want any loose ends dragging here, any half-finished plays, for example." Epstein looked worried. Thi* waa serious news. Without allowing him time to recover from It. Bangs administered a second Jolt “And of course. In that case.” he added simply. “I'd volunteer, too." Under the double blow Kpsteln’a need and shoulders went down. He knew In that moment what even he himself had sometimes donbted. that his boasted love for the boys waa d#p •ad sincere "Oh, v«ll,“'he maid vaguely. “I guess wo meet all that if It comoa. eh? Vo needn’t go to It today." At Devon house tbey found the congestion characteristic of weddingreceptions. A certain line had been drawn at the church. Seemingly no line at all Mad been drawn in the matter of guests at the reception. All Barbara Devon’s proteges were there, and they were many: alt the young folks In her dobs; all the old and new friends of her crowded life. Each of the great and beautiful rooms on the main floor of Devon house held a human friese as a background for the f hmog of new-comer* that grew rather than lessened as the hours passed As Bangs and Rpateiu entered the main hall I-aurie Devon saw them over •be heads of the crowd and hurried to meet them, throwing an arm across rite shoulder of each. He wan in a mood both men loved and feared, a ’not'd of high and reckless exhilaration. He liked and approved of his t new brother-in-law. The memory of bis own New York triumph was still *re*h enough to give him a thrill. He win devoted to bis partner*, and proud of his association with them and their work. Bat must of all. and this he himself would loyally knee denied. deep in hla Heart be waa exulting fiercely over hi* coming freedom. Laurie loved hi* slater, but he was weary of the leading string*. Henceforth be couhl live his own life. It should be a life worth while on that ■he had decided, and *t should continue free front the vices of gambling and ■

By ELIZABETH JORDAN 4 (g kr The Century Company.) WNU Service drinking, of which he was sure he had cured himself In the past year. H® had come Into a full realisation of the folly of these and of the glory of the work one lovea He hadn't the least notion what he waa going to do with hts independence, but a boundless delight filled him In the prospect of IL Whatever life held he was convinced would be good. Looking down from his slender height on the plump Epstein and the stocky Bangs, he smiled Into the sober face of each, and under the Influence of that smile their momentary solemnity fell from them like dropped veils. “t’omy and see Barbara," Laurie buoyantly suggested. “She wants to say good-by to you. and to tell you how to tuck me Into my crib every night. She’s going to slip away pretty toon, you know. Bob and I have got her off in an alcove to get a few minutes’ rest." He led them to this havetx of which only fifty or sixty other guests seemed aware, for the room waa but comfortably filled. They found Barbara sitting In a high-backed Spanish chair, against which, in her bridal array and her extraordinary beauty, she made a picture that unaccountably deepened the flew depression in Kodney's soul. On her train by the side of the chair, the Infant Samuel slumbered in peace, like an exhausted puppy. Warren, hovering near his wife, shook hands with the newcomers and responded to their congratulations. Then, slipping his arm through Ijiurie'.*., he drew him across the room to where his Rlster. Mrs. Ordway. was languidly talking to several of the bride’a old friends. He knew that Barbara wanted a final and serious word with her brother's partners. Laurie knew It. too. and winked at the pair like an Impish child as he permitted himself to be led away. Young Mrs. Warren, whose title was still so new that she looked startled when they addressed ner by It. greeted them warmly and Indicated the sleeping Samuel with an apologetic smile. "Ills mother Is lost somewhere in the crowd.” she explained. "He has had two glasses of milk, fopr fat cakes and three plates of Ice cream; and he's either asleep or unconscious, I’m not sure which.” Her manner sobered “I’m so glad to have a moment with you two.” she said gently. “You know what I want to talk about” “We can guess It.” Hangs smiled at her with the odd wistfulness his smile always took on when tie spoke to Barbara. To Bangs. Barbara had become a temple at whose portal he removed his earth-stained shoe*. “You want us to look after Laurie,” he added quietly. “Well, you bet we're going to do It” She smiled again, this time the rare •mile that warmed her face tike n light from within. "Then I shall go away happy.” she told them. "And there's nothing more to »e said: for of course you both understand that I don’t distrust Laurie. How could L after he has been so wonderful all this year. It’a only—" she hesitated —“I suppose It’s life I’m afraid of,” she confessed. “I never used to be. But—well, I learned In New York how helpless we are, sometimes.” Rodney’s nod was understanding. “I know," he robustly agreed. "But It's going to be absolutely all right Be sure of that” Epstein added hts well-meaning but none too happily chosen bit. “Laurie can’t get Into no scrape ve can't get him out of.” he earnestly assured l.auric's sister. Barbara laughed. A circle of new-, comers was forming around them. , “We’ll let It go at that." she said, and extended a hand to each man. “(Jood-by. I won't try to thsnk you. But —God Mess you both P* Under the Influence of this final benediction. Epstein waddled over to the corner where Warren, very pale, and I-oulse Ordway. very ranch, bored, stood surrounded by s group that Included Sonya Orieneff. Firmly detaching the bridegroom from this congenial assemblage, Kpstein led him to one side. “Varren.” he Mid solemnly. “I got to congratulate yon ail over again. You got too vomnn In » million— No, you got von vnman in eighty million !“ Warren .laughed, rather shakily. Over the head* of the crowd his eyes caught his wife's and held them for an instant. “Make It a million million.” he suggested Joyously, and led Kpstein to the supper room. Laurie was there with Bangs and a group of friends, who. having patronised toting Devon a year ago, were endeavoring to wipe oat the memory of this indiscretion by an excess of frien>Hy attention “No," Warren and Kpstein heard him say to Mrs. Lydton and Mr*. Renway. “there’s nothing I'd like better than to route, thank you. But I’m going hack to New York tomorrow. Too see.” he added, “this business of marrying off a sister, and attending to all the details and seeing that she conducts herself properly as tong as she's In my care, is a bit of a strain I've got to get back to town and recuperate." “I suppose you wilt rest your mind by writing another play?” gushed Mrs, Ken way. Laurie shook his black head.' “Not a bit of It!" he asserted. “Don’t even suggest such a thing before Epstein, there. It sounds abhorrently like work.” Mr*. Hen way's curiosity had a brief and losing struggle with her good breeding. “Then what are yon going to do?” she demanded coquettlshly. The young man {tendered, as If considering the question for the Mrs* time. "Well," he said at last, “between you and me. I’m going in for adventure. I intend to devote the next four months to discovering *how much excitement a worthy youth can crowd into bis life If he makes a business of going after the gay bird of adventure.

1 j and finding It, and patting salt on Ita tall!" The pussled countenance of Mrs. Renway cleared. "Oh. I aee," she said brightly, “you’re Joking.” Laurie smiled and turned to greet a late guest who had come up behind him. to the little group that had overheard him three pairs of eyes met In startled glances. “Humph!" said Warren. “Hear that?" “Nice prospect tor us!" muttered Rodney Bangs. Jacob Epstein looked harassed. A little later he Joined the throng In the main hall, and watched the showers of rice fall harmlessly from the polished sides of Barbara’s limousine as the bride and groom were whirled away from the brilliant entrance of Devon house. “She’s gone.” he said to Bangs as the two men turned and re-entered the still crowded yet suddenly empty house. And he added solemnly, “Believe me. Bangs, on that Job she’s left us you an' me ve got our hands full 1“ CHAPTER II Rodney Loses a Rattle Rodney Bangs, author of “The Black Pearl” and co-author of “The Man Above.” was annoyed. When Mr. Bangs was annoyed he usually betrayed the fact, for his was an open nature. He was betraying It now. His clear, red-brown eyes were clouded. The healthy pink of his youthful cheeks had deepened to an unbecoming flush. Ills wide, engaging grin, the grin of a friendly bulldog, was lacking, and hit Ups were set tight. Sitting on a low chair In the dressing room of the bachelor apartment j he and Lawrence Devon occupied together. Rodney drew on a shoe and stamped his foot down into it with an emphasis that shook the floor. Devon, fastening his tie before the fall-length mirror set In the door leading to their common bathroom, started at the sound, like a high-strung prlma donna. This was one of Laurie’s temperainen tal mornings. “What the devil’s the matter with you. Bangs?” he demanded, but with out 111 humor. “Can’t yon get on a shoe without imitating the recoil of » seventy-five centimeter gun?” Bangs granted, on the othet shoe, and drove his foot Into It with Increased energy. I .auric looked at him, and this time there was a spark In his black eyes. Very quietly he turned, crossed the small room. and. planting himself In front of his chum resentfully stared down at the dy namic youth. "What’s the Idea?" he demanded “Are you deliberately trying to be an nojring?” Rodney did not raise his head. His fingers were busy with a complicated knot. “Oh, shut up!” he muttered. Laurie; his hands In Ms pockets, remained where he was. Under his continued Inspection the fingers of Bangs grew clumsy. He fumbled with thf knot, and, having unfastened It. prolonged to the utmost the process ol lacing his shoes. He knew what must come as soon as he settled back In hl» chair. It had been coming for days He was In for an unpleasant ten min utes. Bat the situation was one h* j had deliberately created as the only | possible way of bringing a boat a serf oos talk frith his friend. Now that It waa here he was onx’ous to make the most of it. With head bent and thoughts busy he played for time. At last, the shoes laced an<J his cam palgn mapped out, he and met Laurie’s eyes. Their expression ol antagonism, temporary though he knew It to be. hurt him. Devon, when he had his own way. and he usually had It. was a singularly sweet-tem pered chap. Never before, throughout their year of close association, had he J looked at Bangs like that. Rodney j knew that he deserved the look. For | days past he had deliberately subject ! ed his companion, so a series of annoy ! anoe*. small but Intensely Irritating “Well r demanded Laurie. “What's the answer?” •What answer?" Rodney was In the position of a small boy challenged to combat In cold blood. He was ex i perienrlng some difficulty In working himself up to the necessary heat for an engagement. But 1-aurles next word* helped him out. “You’ve been making a d—d nuisance of you reels for the laat week." -he said deliberately. “I want to know why." Bangs squared hla stocky shoulder* and rose to his fret His brown eyes were below the level of hi* chum’s black ones, hut the Iwo glances met sharply and a flash pawed between them. Under the torce of hla rising excitement the voice of Rodney shook. “The reason I've been a d—d nnl ranee." he raid curtly. “I* because ; y»o*ve been acting like an Infernal fool, and ton sick of it.” Laurie’s lips tightened bnt the other , rushed on without giving him a chance to reply. The moment was his. He j must crowd Into it all had not > dared to any before mid might not he given a chance to say again. “Oh. I know what you’ll any!" he cried. “It’s none of my business, and you're your own master and all that j sort of rot. And I know yoa'ne not drinking, and ood knows I’m not as* enough to take on any high moral tone and try to preach to you. what- j ever you do. What gets my goat. Devon, and the only thing ton worry- I ing about, is this infernal waste of j your time and mine." .....—. as a : m ! i ass The girl in the mirror makes her first appearance. Watch for her. (TO ns COMIMKI) , Salary Not AH Velvet The official salary of the bishop of London Is $30,000. The greater part of this, however, goes In diocesan and ofcher expense; it- * Vr • - '’" ' ~

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