Casper Daily Tribune Newspaper, December 31, 1922, Page 17

SUNDAY, DECEMBER 31, 1922 ‘SOULS FOR SALE”---4 Great Novel of Hollywood L. CHAPTER XVIII. 5) HE lay stitl, reciin.og, not tn pain but in wonderment, as the wag- on sild on its side, the driver umbling along and still clinging to lines es if be tried to hold giant faicons im leash.» The caravan grew restive, (00, @nd Mem was consumed with perplexty as she saw one of animals forced to its knees not far from her, The sheik, or whatever he waa, tumbled from the saddle ang ran to A bruwn face looked out from the hood, and from the scarlet lips eur- rounded by @ short beard came a voice startlingly Un-Arablc “Miss Steddon! Miss Remember Sted@oar” She was so dazed that she could doubly dark against the blinding sun. The Arab smiled and laughed. “You don't know me? recall Mr, Woodville?” This frightened her and confused her unbearably. “Who are you?" she gasped. “As @ matter of fact, I'm only Mr. Hglby—Tom Holby— acommon movie ‘or out on location. But the last time you saw me you called me Mr. Woodville." ‘Oh, aid I? I was thinking of my Don’t you =———__—_—_—_— women who were of a quite opposite mind that he was amused by the quaint backwoods ideal of regarding charm as a fing unmentionable in Polite society. While he was trying to keep his stranght, as he apologized, a Voice broke in upon them. A man in @ pith helmet, dark goggles, fas i ip see ays to be disciplined with care, lie race horses, yet curbed somehow. If Holby could be freed from Teele’s Comination, even by the sharp knife of jealousy, !t might be a good thing for the next picture. Folger cast another look at Mem. There was @ fresh meekness about her, an aura of gracious appeal, It Casper Sunday Borning Crioune BY RUPERT HUGHES on your camel, for the camera menjhear her. He was in every position. ®re just about ready to crap.” As his camel rose to its knees, Holby We wet spurs to his horses and rode|"** Slopped about tn the air with a across the field, with his megaphone Violence that threetened to throw his to his lips as he bellowed his orders. head diac tike a stone in @ sling. The ccravan resumed its plodding) When the camel had estabi'shed it- jadvance, an Holby turned back to/se!f on its four sofa cushioned feet say to Remember [it moved off with an undulating mo “T've taken a great Mberty. I can’t /‘on as sickening as an English Chan- bear the thought of your working as "¢! steamer's. la servant when there may be a big) Mem turned to appeal to the man career before you in the pictures.|Wbo had promised to drive her to the |The director saw you and he wants, Randles ranch. you to — to he'p him out .There is a|fur out in a sea of sage and cactus, shortage in the company for the big! ol regarding his wagon, which scene and you'd be a godsend. Try it |) | } on j2nd see sf you lke it. If you don’t, |half wheels spinning in air and the jthere’s no harm done and you'll be |Mther haif of one scattered about the paid well for your trouble. If you do/| desert. its back with three and a Uke {t, why— But to please me—r! While Mem floundered tn the sands that Mem was appalled at the prog.|¢Ty that she did not understand, with pect of playing in the movies, and|'shting equipment, with airplane that his one hope was to put his|Propellers to kick up @ sandstorm, lgift in the form of a petition. \and with paraphernelia of every sort. Before she could quite realize what} After these walked and rode a she was doing, Mem hac said : | great crowd of men andi women in Wall. <0 eae tt would be do-|AFabinn costumes, their faces and ing.you @.favor— hands painted in raw colors, Ellis Aw iramense favor.” checked one of the cars in which sat ‘a woman, Mra, Kittery, to whom he But he was : “Get t= here, my dear,” said Mrs. | Hindu another, a farm wife again, « Kittery. squew, or @ harem odalisque. Mem And before Mem coyid protest Mr.| felt that the extra woman's life haf Ets had flung her suitcase in, help-| its fascinations. ea her to @ seat, slammed the tin] The art wan “the bus! door on her, swung into his ead(te| yukinson, and she called it t and eway. was . generous with grease pain The car kept to what road there} information, she had Mra, | o¢ village ed to the tgnor f! cusge she could understand. Only such a steady-eouled could have ke: Mem from b n= in panic before the ordeal of having her 28 cal ned and tinted, as not a Chinese, a Turk, an Indien, She could et least under. stand English. After a long and furiously or golty er eye ‘ rte the =) leadod er | © of motors and the mob of © é. ee nye kage Ni acge doags ined, and red dots put here and/a! to a halt on the shady ere to give depth. ride of a cluster of Arabian tents. wipers To her the crated Ike an Indian warrtor’s cluding certain biotches of ca in- ne, aire, really Mrs, Devid Wilkineon. whose husband had been killed in the war, leaving with three chfidren| Which she explained whom she supported by this form of} “My is broad and fist, She preferred it to her previous|80 I paint the sides of it red and experiences school teacher and aj that Dhotorraphs like a shadow; and trained nurse, Sho made from forty|I bave @ double chin which disap to fifty dollars a week, and some:|pears In the picture, thanks to the | nose too toil. to times more, and she led a life of pic-|/red; and I narrow my fat cheeks the Mem was dazed by reference to her beauty. had been a guiding praising children jllke slaps in the face. bracelets, Mem was soon so < that when Leva Lemaire offe & peek makeup box she could not zerognizt herrelf at all And in are cut out of the final picture. Otherwise {t's a nice life.” And now that her pores were stu ed w rm had hot svreat to her skin and the blown sand¢ PAGE SEVEN ife this A princ made ther first compliments These came But she was to finé them stimulating. time Mem was the ral y = varnished was, ang, Mix: ittery foon learned | mind that translated to Mem’s cillage|Mrs. Kittery had arrived with gaucy how a lem's imnocenee was. | mind these foreign customs in 2 lan-|costumes, earrings, necklaces. an in the mirrored top She looked Mke a cheap 0 of somebody else. 1 two things yo ees if you sta you've got te get v mean the director—do this, won't/of her own uncertainties many cam-| Mrs. Kittery asked ons of the extra|Or@tiom of the face with any color}an ungodly hour and break yo Hata! as wast ks, bra cee te | women ts make up Bre, Woodellie|{om outaide had been hitherto an ad-|making ready on time. And t He knew people well enough to|'T#ppings. Then followed @ string of|while she found a costume in tha|ertisement of eager vice. And now | you Ape evened itor: homes |from. the first glance into her eyes, lsht automobiles loaded with machin-|hamper. This amlabie person wns qhe wee‘a painted woman, too re with nothing te do. Ha stil unknown to fame as Leva Lem-| Mrs. Wilkinson's own face was deo-|t!¢ time they fon't reach you all 4 st of the scenes you're rf. bh paint which it was dir : with a handkerehie task of waiting while nd brought the great drops of M husband.” |sho was a failure no one would know| “I don't know anything, you cies es zi a s es “Your husband! You wero Miss it, I¢ she were a d'scovery. be would |=20¥-" introdu: Mra. Woodvitle, explain-|turesque travel from nationality tojsame way. But you don't need any of|kept up an incessant seratching. Steddon a week or two ago.” | “ e - “That's all the better. You tave! ine what was to be done with her. _nationality—a Mexican ono week, a/that modeling. You're perfect.” (Continued Next Sunday.) % , et the credit. ——— | “Yes; but—" | Set the credit. It would not hurt him! joening to unlearn. Here's Mr. Ell's, = = | jto do Holby a favor, for the Girec-ithe assistant director. He'll take care tor’s own contract was under ques-|of you. I've got to go.” tion of renewal end a good word from) He introduced a young man who Holby would not come amiss, rode up and dismounted with all the “All right," he said, “I'll take a/meckness of the meckest office on chance. Two of the extra women keel-|earth, that of assistant director. In “Oh, I ace! You have taken the fatal step since then. Is that Mr. Woodville playing tag with those dan- cing demons over there?” “Oh no! He's dead.” only stare into the mysterious face To Our Friends and fellow “As the strangely-garbed approached she recognized him as the Happy New Year Dead, already! ried a few reed x Rig peoseh ce great Tom Holby.” ed over this morning from the heat./a tone of more than vice-presidential : earth—” =f * I'll have any assistant take her to the | humility Ellis explained to Mem what atrons horse close to them and was complain-| wardrobe woman and get her fitteé)she was to do. Inj }out and made up. She can appear in| She was aghast at thie sudden “Say, Holby, do you realize you're|the famine scene, and I'll bring her/plunge into the deep waters of an un- keeping the whole company waiting |forward for a comc-up. If she looks!known sea, She turned to tell Tom in this ghastly heat?” good in the rashes, we'l! keep her on.'Holby that she really could not ac: “I be your pardon, Mr. Folger.|And now, fur Heaven's sake get back cept. Eut he was in no position to Just a moment, old man. Let me pre- = = = = = sent you to Miss—Mrs. Woodville,” ‘The director touched his helmet and nooded curtly. As he whirled his | horse to ride back to his caravun, | Holby ran and, seizing his bridle, led) She dropped her head. Sho could not face the rush of sympathetic hor- ror in these famous eyes. Sho could not think in the flailing sunbeams pounding her aching head. Holby read this as grief and sighed, “You Gon't wart to talk about it, ot course. Forgive me. But you can’t stay here.” * CHAPTER XIX. ‘They say that the Magdalen was Our business has grown the past year beyond our expectations and for this suc- We Thank You One year from today we trust that 1923 will take its place in your memory as the happiest year of all your life. ct really a magdalen—that tradition ‘ag forgotten the text and mixed her with @ woman of Bethany just as Potiphar'’s wife is carelessly branded with the deeds of anothr woman. But Mem, as she cowered on the sand, felt as humble as the Magdalen in the pictures, though the man who looked down upon her so tenderly had never posed as a Galilean even in the miracle play they give overy sum: mer in the canon at Hollywood. Tom Holby’s profession was. the op- posite of @ preacher. He tried to show how people actually did behave, not how they ought to. %{!s authors would not let him be ver® real, but always forced a moral, and that !s the true immorality of the moving pletures; not that they present wick- edness so that innocent people may imitate it, but that they present life as if it punished wickedness and re- warded virtue; which is a pretty lie, but a He none the “ss, While Holby had an ‘instant sus- picjon that Mem was not telling him uf truth, he felt no call to rebuke or to wring it from her. He thought: “She's pretty. ‘She's in trou ble. My business is to be as nice to her as I can.” He lifted her from the sand, brush: ed her off, and went for her suitcase, which had been Cumped into the stunted stubs of a cholla cactus, that vegetable porc.pine whose frosty barbs were fiendishly ingenious in creeping into his skin. Holby brought away a few spines that would ca him long agony uatil with a knife and pliers he should gouse them out. The darts of Cupid might have bee | piucked from the same bush; ant) Holby found the thoughts of this sh girl like cactus spines embedded ‘* his thoughts tormentingly. As lugged the suitcase beck to the r he tripped on the tony skirts of b Arabien burnous. He ‘had pract'cet walk'ng in it when he was before the m now. ~ : ie was thinking: “She was ‘not arried when I met her on the train; < later she is a widow. She has cone through two earthquakes in quick suecession-~a honeymoon an¢: a funeral. I fhave. found that, when- ever a calamity occurs to anybody, k of money adds to the horror of Tis instinct was not to save her put to make her body comfort: | And so when he set the suitcase down by Mem he asked her to rest upon 2t, and stood between her nd} the sun while he spoke very earnest- ly: “Tell me to mind my own business | if I'm impertinent, but may I ask| you one question? Did your husband } leave you any money?” Mem was so startled that she mum: m bled: t “A Iittle.”* jot: much?” fot much.” “Dnough?* or a while.” “Have you come here to be with your parents or friends or relatives?” “No. T am looking for @ position as a chambermaid.” “My Godt You!” Her eyes were He crie@ again: “You with your beauty? OR, ‘nor She had been brought up on & mot- to, “Praise to the face is open dis- grace.” She snubbed him with @ flerce: toss of the head. He laughed aloud. He had been a small-town youth and bad known that; motto but he had beén so long amongs hud ® riding sult had steeed a restive; at his horror. camera, but he was thinking of|/ the horse aside and talked to Folger earnestly. “Look here, old man, That girl ts @ friend of mine and beautiful as a peach. She's got the skin and the eyes that photograph to beat the band. She's just lost her husband and come out to this hell hole to be a chambermaid It's too ortrageous to think of, Give her a chance, won't you?” The director twisted in his sadd'c and stareg at Mem with expert eyes then laughed at Hoyhy: Is she a sweetic of yours?” “None of that, now! She's as nice as they make ‘em. But I can’t stand the thought of her working on a ranch, making beds an@ wrestling slop jars. Give her a test and put her in the mob scene or something. And don't tell Robina I told you to, in Heaven's name.” Folger was puzzled. Robina Teele was a trouble maker in the company. 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