Marion Marlowe in Salt Lake City — page 9: what you’re looking at

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, re elas a ie . a MY QUEEN. 7 tion in the wings, where they could watch the beautiful young actress. Miss Allyn caught sight of them and was tempted to stop for another look, when Jackets bobbed up suddenly from behind a pile of old scenery and made a grimace at her. : “Come erlong, Miss Allyn! I’ve got er secret fer yer!” he whispered, mysteriously ; and the “leading lady” allowed him to drag her half way across the sceneroom. “Oh, Jackets! you wicked mascot! Where in the world did you go to-day, and what did those two beastly soldiers do with the poor Indians?”-she asked, as soon as they were safely out of sight and hearing of the two gentlemen. | ‘“Dat’s wot I wanted ter know, an’ dat’s 9) wy I skipped de tra-la-loo,” was the quick answer. “Hully gee! But youse had orter seen dem sojers punch de two Injuns, Miss Allyn! W’y, I tought, sure Mike, dey’d smash de faces off’n ’em!” “The poor things!” cried Miss Allyn, with ““Oh, I just wish there Was some way to punish them, Jackets!” an indignant frown. “Den dey pumped dis kid like good ’uns,”’ went on the boy, his eyes twinkling, “but youse kin bet yer tintype I strung ’em ter beat de band! Gee! De fairy tales an’ poip dreams wot | give dat push wuz corkers an’ no mistake! I’d orter have er medal, an’ dat’s straight, Miss Allyn!” “Oh, Jackets! You didn’t lie to them, did you?” asked Miss Allyn, trying hard to “You know Miss Mar- lowe would not like you to tell lies about keep a sober face. (?? - her! The boy’s face softened and his head drooped a little, but there was still a flash of mischief in his eyes as he looked up slyly. “Tink I wuz goin’ ter give her erway? Not muchie! I told ’em she wuz de richest ; ioidy in de hull a of New York an’ dat she * wid de wind blowin’ wuz goin’ ter have a millyun settled on her Gee! But didn’t de An’ didn’t de duffer troo his w’iskers do de w’en she wuz married. kernel swell up at dat! flimflam act ter perfecshun !” “For goodness sake, what do you mean!” began Miss Allyn, when she heard Miss Ellis calling her. “Ouick! Alma!” called the mgenué, sharply. Miss SAllyn bounded. toward the passing Dr. Brookes just as he made his exit. They’ve given your cue twice, stage, The young man’s face was pale, and he did not-even look at her, but Alma knew it was because he had caught sight of the vis- itor who was still chatting with Mr. Temple. A moment fater Marion left the stage and came face to face with her manager and his guest, and, with a meaning glance into her eyes, Mr. Temple introduced them. Marion had not noticed the gentleman be- fore, and knew nothing about him, but the fact that he was in Mr. Temple’s company made her treat him very civilly. “You are very kind,” she murmured, as the gentleman complimented her on her act- ing. There was a flush on her cheeks ‘and, as she spoke, the man who looked like Brig- ham Young was studying her attentively, There were a few words of pleasant conver- sation, and then Marion was obliged to leave” them, but by the time she had gone her new admirer had arrived at a conclusion. This beautiful young actress was quite the most charming girl that he had ever met, and if there was-a weakness in his nature, it was for the company of charming young ladies. More than this, he registered a mental vow at that moment. He did not intend that Marion Marlowe should ever leave Utah. He was a powerful man in Salt Lake City and knew no such word as failure: the question was how should he go about it to ace plish his purpose. COMmIiCcoooks.c©