Casper Daily Tribune Newspaper, January 24, 1917, Page 3

GLORIAS + ROMANCE— Hy The and Mrs. ape Copyright, 191, by Adelade BM Hughes SYNOPSIS. Pierpont Stafford, with his daughter Gloria, is wintering at Palm Beach. Gloria is a vivacious but willful young lady who chafes under the restraining hand of a governess from whem she re- peatedly esca: Her childish capers cause young Doctor Royce to fall in love with her. Becoming lost in the evergiades she falls into the hands of the Seminole Indians. Gloria falis in love with her rescuer, Freneau. Five years later she leaves school and meets eneau at the theater; he has forgotten Gloria. Later Fren persuades her to forgive him. Gloria’ intensely jeal ing with’ Glo monia for Gloria, comes incensed at Freneau goes sieigh- It results in pneu- Freneau. he approaches Pierpont Stafford. Lois thre: i fens him with Gire pun-‘ahment. Her husband, Gloria's brother David, becomes suspicious. Freneau plans to have Mulry send Gloria a bunch of telegrams. Gloria sees from her window an attack made up- on Freneau. Doctor Royce convinces her it is delirium. Later, a telegram, followed by a letter, comes from Freneau. She re- plies, but her telegrams are returned. She sees the supposed suicide of Freneau re- ported in the paper. Gloria swears to find the murderer of her lover, Royce te! what he knows of Freneau to Mr. Bta! ford. Together they seek to prevent scan: dal from enveloping Glorla. She accuses them in her mind of conspiracy against her. Gloria goes to David's country home. She meets Mulry, who flees at ence. Giorla insists on going to Palm Beach. Again she sees Mulry there. He leaves for th North. She is recognized by her one-tt captor, the young Indian chiet He tells her that Royce and not Siena was her rescuer at that time. Gloria attends night court; she sees Mulry there, also the tramp who attacked Fre- neau. But Judge Freeman releases him. She follows the tramp when he leaves the court, and falls into the hands of holdup men. THIRTEENTH EPISODE The Midnight Riot. To Ww miles from home without street «wr fare is a luxury for the daughters of millionaires. Gloria Staffed would have taken her first ex?erience as a great Joke if she had 1702 been devoted to so important an errand. The footpad who stole her handbag stole also her transportation, She felt that she might as well have been lost in Florida everglades again. Of course, she would have had pro- tection by appealing to almost any of the wayfarers. But, after her encount- er with the pickpurse, she looked on everybody with suspicion. She slipped through the crowded streets and flitted along the deserted byways on the hunt for the murderer of her lover. She was afraid of everybody and every- thing, but most afraid of losing trat man. At last she saw him again ahead of her. He was wandering rather aim- lessly. Hevhad apparently dropped in at one or more of the little swinging doors that flapped on every corner. Gloria hastened after him, but before she could quite catch up he clambered on a surface car. The conductor had to help him aboard. He was so busy at that task that he did not see Gloria's wildly waved hands or hear her command, “Stop that car!” If Gloria hed caeght the car she could not have pail the fare, though she might have given the conductor a nickel’s worth of flirtation, At any rate, she missed the car. Several other cars came near not missing her as she stood irresolute in the middle of the street. Then a taxicab bustled along. Gloria felt more at home. She did not have to pay the taxicab till the end of the voyage. She could probably have the fure charged. From the look of the ramshackle thing she could buy the cab for nothing. She told the taxicab to follow the street car ahead and keep near it, without passing it. The taxi driver was greatly impressed, Novelized from the Motion Picture Play of the same name by George Kleine. er-in-law, Lois, becomes | whose family be-/ Royce is) summoned. Freneau’s finances being low, } ; “What's the game, miss. Are you a lady detackatuff?” Gloria looked wise and said nothing. As she hopped in, Doctor Royce caught sight of her from a distance. A taxicab was rather conspicuous down there. He wished for another, or e pir of wings, Then a motor ambulance came along, banging its bell. Dr. Royce had a “Don’t You Give Your Really, Truly, Name, Dearie.” wide acquaintance in ambulances. He dared to stop this one and ask the interne for a ride. And so they went—the taxicab pur- suing the street car; the ambulance pursuing the taxicab. It was an ap- propriate place for an ambulance. It was quite likely to be needed. But the ambulance had to turn into a side street before it overtook Gloria, and Royce was compelled to drop off and pursue afoot. Then the street car that carried Trask stopped. so abruptly that Glorla’s taxteab shot past it, almost annihilating Trask as it whizzed b Gloria caught a glimpse of Tras leaving the car, ‘grazing the taxicab and reeling down a dark street. She pounded on the glass and put her head out to check the driver. She ordered him to back up. He backed into the very street car that Trask had just left. There was a crash, a tinkle of broken glass, and Gloria was evicted through the broken door. The chauffeur got dowa and began the usual wrangle with the motorman and the conductor of the street car; the passengers piled out; a crowd gathered. Two policemen ran up and began to make notes. Gloria tugged at the coat of the chauffeur, but he was too busy to pay any attention and she had no money te pay him. she left him and ran for Trask, not entirely sorry that she had saved her fare, The delay had enabled Doctor Royce to gain some ground, but he lost it gain trying to ask the excited chauffeur where his passenger was. Gloria could see Trask’s tall, griz- zled head over the heads of the crowd, and she was nearly at his heels when a belated truck, bearing a long steel girder, drove across her path. It seemed to take forever to move by. When at last it cleared the way Trask was almost out of sight. He hesitated before €wo or three saloon doors and So |- THE CASPER otia had retrieved’ most of ner :ost distance. Then, suddenly, he turned and dashed into a batroom. Gloria was headstrong, and~ she startled herself with her own behavior, but instinct drew the line at entering such a place. Her eyes were attracted by the sign, “Ladies’ entrance” over a side door. She did not know that it led to a large dance hall at the rear of the barroom. She ventured along the grimy corridor until she heard the music and the shuffling of feet. Then she understood and would have retreated if a brace of typsy gun- men had not come lurching in from the street and cut off her escape, She backed away from them in terror and backed into the dance hall—a large, noisy, dirty room, filled with vicious and shabby characters. Couples were dancing in characteristic clinches or sprawling about the tables. Gloria was of such a different sort that her sudden appeurance caused a silence. She turned and stared. A burley ruffian called Choey, a waterfront benu, smoking a cigarette nub, saw her and, leaving his com- panion, went to Gloria with adm'ring e nthusiasm and roared: ee, kid, but you're chust my Style, an’ chust in time for a toin.” Gloria declined his invitation with terrified thanks and started for the door, but Choey seized her by the waist, whipped her into his arms and fox-trotted away with her. She was more disgusted than afraid. She re- sisted vainly, pushing against him aad struggling. He laughed; the crowd laughed. She struck up at the villali’s face, but he held his head too high for her to reach and, laughing, whirled her round and round through the crowd, About this time Doctor Royce was tu hot pursuit of Gloria. He had caught a glimpse of her hat, and he thought he saw it turn in at a door, He was almost more angry than anxious. He tried all the doors. At length he reached the dance hall. He glanced at the crowd and felt sure that Gloria could not be there. He was about to retreat when Choey’s late companion, Moll, admired him and danced up to him, daring him to invite her to a spiel. And then he saw Gloria—a most astonishing Gloria. She had been so enraged by her captor's insistence that she seized him by the neck scarf and, leaping up, caught him by the hair and dragging his head down slapped his face. Choey was a believer in the equality of women, and he made ready-to re- turn blow for blow. Royce made a wild rush and blocked the attack. He drew Gloria’s arm through his and started out. The crowd watched. stopped dancing and Choey was not in the habit The Whole Place Fell Into an Uproar. of surrendering. He let out a yell and seized Gloria’s other arm. Royce broke his grip by jiu jitsu and flung him off. He fell against a table, up- setting the occupants, who rose and struck at him, then at one another. Choey leaped at Royce. The zest of battle filled the air. Royce put Gloria back of him and met Choey half way. Royce was a college boxer and Choey had a schooling in the east side rings. It was a pretty exhibition of two schools of science. The spectators were of divided opinions and begal to take sides, Men and women quarreled and smote. The whole place fell into up- roar. Royce was attacked on all sides. He seized a chair and cleared a space for Gloria. It was wrenched from him. Bottles were thrown. «Royce went to his knees‘and rose with a gash on his head. Gloria did her best to protéct him til] he got up, but she was a novice in such scenes. Through a terrific melee Royce slowly fought backward to the door. Even the musicians entered the fight, Gideon-Trask, never dreaming thet he was the cause of it all, watched the battle from the barroom door, through which the aproned ‘barkeepers entered the fray. Choey’s neglected lady friend began to fear for him, She forgave him the slight he had put on her, and when she saw him slip on the wet floor aud go skidding under the feet of the trampling herd she was al for his manly beauty. — fshe ¢ from the womn'’s entrance and down the street to where two policemen ye Ghe'ran up to — Masts & + 5 3 DAILY TRIBUNE ‘Say, dere’s a swell guy tn dere moiderin’ de whole bunch.” The policemen ran .with her, rap- ping the pavement. One of them stopped to telephone the station for the patrol wagon. Two other police- men galloped in from side streets. Royce and Gloria had struggled through to the door just as the police- men poured in at their backs. Royce being the first man they found, they seized him roughly. Gloria interceded with anger and was threatened with a back-handed blow. Policemen have to act quickly and vigorously in riots, and these officers were not accustomed to finding well-bred young women from good homes in that quarter. All the gang, men and women, in- cluding Moll, pointed to Royce and to Gloria as the disturbers of a peaceful gathering. While they yelled and wrangled a patrol wagon rolled into the street and backed up to the curb, The reserves tumbled out. A second wagon was on the way up. The police began to hustle every- body toward the wagons. Gloria was willing enough to leave the place, but the thought of taking a ride in the patrol wagon was absolutely intolera- ble. When an officer tried to shove her along she brushed his hand from her arm and snatched off his hat, cry- ing: “Take off your hat when yon speak to me.” The officer was enraged, then amaz- ed. He picked up his hat, put it on, took it off, and then bowed to her in mock politeness, Then she went out very haughtily. The whole crowd was rushed into the two patrol wagons except Trask, who had hidden back of the bar when the officers descended. As Gloria sat in the wagon clinging to Royce’s arm and shivering with shame, a blowzy female with a long feather in her hat leaned over and plucked her by the sleeve. Gloria winced, The crone laughed and sald: “Don't give your really truly name, dearie.” Gloria blushed a little deeper, but she was thankful for the hint, and sald so. She advised Royce to do the same, and she sat about trying to imagine a good nom de patrol wagon. It was wasted energy for, though she didn't know it, she was going right back to the night court she came from roing a8 a guest and not as a spec- tator. At that m ent the police wires were notifying Judge Freeman that a raid had been made and a load of pris- oners was coming. The courtroom was empty. The attendants were yawning. The judge was sentencing a young pickpocket. He dismissed court, rose and went to his retiring room Gloria’s father was there, impatiently looking at his watch and wondering where on earth his daughter was. He had searched for her in vain and re- turned to the place of her disappear- ance, The judge was taking off his robe when the attendant called him to the telephone. He listened, nodded his head, put up the telephone and turned to Pierpont: “We have to wait a little while. They have just raided an enst side dance hall.” Pierpont looked at his watch for the unnumbered time and paced the floor, humming: “O, Where Is My Wander- ing Girl Tonight?” The old crone had fallen asleep on Gloria’s shoulder, her hat feather was tickling Gloria's nose. Gloria and Royce loéked at each other. °She snuggled close to him for shelter. He was very tender with her. coiled, remembering and said: “O, I forgot I'm not speaking to you any more.” Royce tried to appease her. She turned her back on him. She hated him immensely, considering how much she liked him. Then the wagon backed up. ‘The police yelled, “All out!” Gloria recognized where she was. She did not know whether to be glad or sad now that she was coming into Judge Freeman's power, i “Phe prisoners were hustied down an alleyway and through an iron door and upstairs like frixhtened sheep, Then they were herded into a big room of ¢vil odor and appearance. Gloria cowered before the disgrace of being She re- * “Mr. Mulry, ve Got You at Last!” for the disreputable crowd that had been gathered in with her. Then she saw Frank Mulry. She had forgotten his existence, to say noth- ing of the fact that she had abused justice and asked the judge to detain him. Mulry had not seen her when she whispered to the judge. The sight of her pow as one of a huddle of such wretches made him question his eyes. He had fled from the snows of Westchester to the palms of Florida to escape her, and back again, only to be cnught in a cell as a fellow prisoner. But Gloria forgot her own dubious position In her triumph. She advanced on him and murmured: “And now, Mr. Mulry, I have got you at last. I want to have a few words with you.” “Sit down,” he said, offering her a place on a benc! “No, thanks,” she answered. He rose, and she demanded: “What do you know about poor Mr. Freneau’s death that you are afraid to tell me?” She would not relent. “Why deceive me as to where he w Where was he actually going Then, in that strange place, inspira- Yon came to Mulry, and he spoke the beautiful Me he had not been able to think of before. He sald: “Miss Stafford, poor Dick had noth- ing dishonorable to conceal from you. He was fll. His doctor told him he must have an operation for appendi- citis. He would have to be in a hospi- did he 8s going? taL He was afraid that if he told you that it would endanger your health. You were so ill then, and so frail. So he concocted that imaginary business trip, and wrote the letters, and as £ was going on a journey to our branch offices, he had me mail them. I only learned of his death when I returned.” Gloria The almost swooned with joy. explanation was so Uke what the Dick she loved would have done that she could not doubt it, It was too beautiful not to be believed, It lighted the whole dingy cell with its radiance, Her love for Freneau came back in a blaze of splendor. She seized Mulry's hand and wrung it. She had much more to say to him, but the police be- gan to yell to the prisoners to come along. It was a cruel return to harsh fact, but she had once more her ideals and her mission, and she marched into the courtroom with the pride of a lit- le empress going to her coronation. She was lost in the crowd, and the judge did not see her at first. Nor did her father, who sat at his side, The police told thier story and thrust Doctor Royce forward as the chief offender. When the judge saw him he was astounded; and then Gloria emerged and the judge sprang up from his desk, Pierpont leaped from his chair. Of all the places in the world to find his exquisite child! The judge asked Gloria to explain. She moved around behind the bench. The officer whose hat she had taken off tried to stop her and force her into the witness chair, She slapped at him. He backed away. The judge, smiling, permitted her to march through the clerk’s gate and back to his own desk. Pierpont confronted her, and she WORLD THAT IS BOY’S OWN He Shares Companionship of Brook ‘With None Save Perhaps Compan- fon of His Own Age. Only the boy knows, I am sure, what the brook is really like, especially the brook in its deep pool under the high- way bridge. The grown man goes over—in farm wagons, motor cars, on hayricks orson foot—but to him it is @ brook under a ige, no more. But |the boy turns down through the black- berry tangle or tall ferns, perches him- self in the fork of the willow that bends its knees to the brown peaty water and is at home in his surround- ings. If he is lucky enough at the moment to be barefooted he dips his toes to see how cold {t is after the rains. He notes the swirl of the cur- rent and the little overflows which are like patterus raised on the surface of the water by @ master hand. He hears the brook'’s song as well as the cat- bird’s ditty from the bough. He looks under the bridge to the sutiift pool on the other side and sees the swarming midges light against the sky, not dark against the water, as they appear from above, Sedge and watergrass are his Mulry could not escape. | ce Ce i nek Paused to straighten her hat and kiss him, Then she shook hands with the gasping judge, drew up a chair, and sat down to explain while the police- man and the prisoners gaped at her. Gloria told her story, rising now and then to point to Choey and the other thugs. The Judge tried to keep his face straight as she denounced Choey and described his treatment of her and Doctor Royce, Judge Freeman calmed Gloria and spoke : “Miss Gloria, what does your honor wish to have done to this man?” “I think Doctor Royce has done enough to him, Better let them all off.” This was an unexpectedly popular suggestion. The judge pondered. The prisoners pushed forward appealingly. The judge smiled and ordered every- Gloria Told Her Story. body discharged. They broke into loud cheers. The judge banged his desk with the gavel. The officers cleared the court, pushing the whole crowd out«by the spectators’ gate. Doctor Royce was called up to the bench. Pierpont shook his head over Glorla and was cold to Royce. Gloria spoke: “Don’t blame Doctor Royce. If it hadn't been for him heaven knows what would have be- come of me. It's all your fault, judge, for letting the murderer off. I nearly got him, and I'll get him yet. I've got new reasons to go after him.” Pierpont was too tired to say any- thing but “Let’s go home,” or to do anything else. (TO BE CONTINUED.) —ooOoeee—eeaeaeeeeeeeeeeaeeeeeeeees~s willow trees. He sees the trout leap and the minnows swim and the water thrush busy in and out among the forth-thrusting roots and branches of the streamside trees. He is fisherman, hunter, explorer, citizen in a world of adventure and romance which he has no means of sharing, except by a sym- pathetic silence in companionship with a fellow adventurer-of- bis own age. It is a world which even his sister and his mother do not enter. Much Water, Church—How are those lots you bought ? Gotham—You ought to try and find ‘em. Why, they're half covered with water. “Oh, well, you're not so badly off. You must remember that 72 per cent— or nearly three-quarters—of the sur- face of the globe is covered with wa- ter,’ Just Like Real. “Why don't you go over and play with those other little girls, Bessie?" said the mother of the Uttle girl, whom she found all alone on the street. “I am playing with ‘em, mamma,” was Bessie’s reply. “We're. piayin’ housekeepin’ and I'm the cook what's companions on the washed «and by the Just lett”