anaheim-gazette 1926-03-11

Mr. and Mrs. Sallie being the Confessions of a new wife by Gladys Baker Illustrated by Paul Robinson Copyright 1925 by Publishers Autocaster Service A Woman Transformed by Love The curtains of the box parted to admit Barrington Pierce. He entered and reseated himself in the chair directly behind mine. Simultaneously the curtains of the stage were drawn, revealing the third act of "Manon." "It's all right," whispered a voice from the shadowy box. I had resolved not to mention the subject at all, but an imp of devilment, an echo of the old Sallie, prodded me on. "Why did you hold my hand?" I asked. was Barry who spoke and he continued talking with his head bent close to mine, so that the others might not hear. He referred to the interview he had just had behind the scenes with Lemoyne. "She's promised to make up for everything and to do some of her best work. It was a sweet thought of yours, Sallie, and thank you for making me do the thing I should have done, unprompted, before." When he spoke of the young singer there was no spirit of conquest in his manner nor was any trace of bragadocio in his voice. However, he unconstitually betrayed the fact that her love for him was an acknowledged condition, as far as their friends were concerned. Then our attention was focused on the brilliant stage. It was a radiant Lemoyne who now played the part of the famous courtisan—she was like a vivid tropical flower in her bouffant gown of the early eighteenth century. Her chic chapeau was audaciously becoming and made a happy background for her chestnut curls that peeped coquettishly over her shoulder and softly framed her face. She was the toast of Paris and indeed she played the part, singing with sudden and irresistible charm. There was still an undercurrent of dissatisfaction in the audience in spite of the tangible transformation that had taken place. They could not forget at once that the new prima donna had not given them the "Little Table" song as splendidly as Kousne oft was wont to do. I expressed my anxiety to Barry. "Wait until the next scene at the seminary," he replied, "watch what I tell you, she'll win them to a man!" And indeed he proved to be right, for the scene which followed was one which it will be impossible for Time's energetic fingers to erase. Before us was a vibrant Manon pleading with Chevalier not to take the holy orders and be lost forever to her love, but rather to turn his back on the bleak monastic life and respond again to her overwhelming desire. But Chevalier is unmoved. She falls upon the floor, clasping his knees with pleading, dramatic hands. She sings, the words are winged with gentle seduction and artless allure. Gone, the indifferent Manon of the first few scenes, here A nation-wide observation phone's fiftieth birth March 10. In honor century ago, when Bell sent the first through his instructelephone people unhouse" celebration to who uses the service. Contrasting the day working with his onA. Watson, making h ment carry speech f in the Boston work hundreds of telepho were thrown open the intricate equivnation-wide telephone was shown to the viand city. As much hical operations of lay mind can grasp Manager Beard, ophone and Telegra- "open house." Wedn hours of 10 a.m. m. central office buildi The passing of l historic day when sending his famou Watson, come here; the wire presents contrasts. When L there were but two mitter and a recei "I expressed my anxiety to Barry." "Wait until the next scene at the seminary," he replied, "watch what I tell you, she'll win them to a man!" And indeed he proved to be right, for the scene which followed was one which it will be impossible for Time's energetic fingers to erase. Before us was a vibrant Manon pleading with Chevalier not to take the holy orders and be lost forever to her love, but rather to turn his back on the bleak monastic life and respond again to her overwhelming desire. But Chevalier is unmoved. She falls upon the floor, clasping his knees with pleading, dramatic hands. She sings, the words are winged with gentle seduction and artless allure. Gone, the indifferent Manon of the first few scenes, here instead a living creature of flesh and blood singing her way straight into our hearts and each one of the audience putting a personal interpretation on her song. "Listen!" Barry exclaimed, "she's won them. They're going wild!" The floating note of the aria had become a faint echo of liquid gold. "Bravo! Bravo, Danielle!" cried the crowd, "Fort bien! Bravo, Danielle!" Over and over again they shouted their lusty praise. So thrilled was I by the magnificent music and by the undeniable triumph of Lemoyne that not until the last note had been sung did I realize that my hand had been clasped and held closely by the young musician at my side. I disengaged my fingers just a moment before the lights flared up. There was no time for analyzing the situation then, for the DeWights were preparing to leave, though my cheeks still burned from the indignation I felt towards Barrington Pierce. He was talking with Mrs. DeWight. "You wait and bring Lemoyne," she said, then turning to me, "you're to come with us, Sallie. We're having a little party to celebrate Lemoyne's success." I hesitated a moment. There was really no graceful way I could refuse to accept, although I felt that Curtiss would be uneasy if the hour were late when I returned. Still, on the other hand, my thoughts were far from sleep. I was strangely excited too. Why should I go home and go to bed when It meant missing a good time? Curtiss could have postponed his business engagement, it seemed to me, and besides, I wouldn't always be in Paris on such a gala night. In the end I silenced my conscience and decided to go. From the moment I entered the DeWights' apartment I was conscious of the luxurious atmosphere of the place. Our host was a collector with an innate desire to possess exquisite things, and from all over the world he had assembled rare tapestries, old bric-a-brac and inlaid cabinets which gave the rooms a personality at once compelling and bizarre. There was a faint hint of exotic incense in the air. A long, refectory table of black marble was pleasingly appointed with crystal of jade, green which exactly harmonized with the gown and jewels Mrs. DeWight had chosen for that night. "She always uses her jewels for the color motif in giving a dinner," explained Andre Mollere, who had followed my eyes and caught their approving light. Lemoyne was upstairs removing her wraps. Barry was greeting some guests. Naturally, the conversation between Andre Mollere and myself drifted into the main topic of the evening—the ovation Lemoyne had received. "She was not act it was real drama nounced. "What do you know. "Just this, that she was pleading Pierce. She worshipped she realized greater love." "Oh, you must rupted, "surely h. She's altogether loved. "So think we all that matter, but I'm paled before the first time," he began, than as if he had no right of his friends. "My type," he concluded, the hunter and trader. "You mean that show a beloved on loved. That's harmless." "Perhaps, but this bit of tactful indifference than all t of a rosebud mourns." Telephone Co. Celebrates 50th Birthday From messengers to managers, the telephone people of the nation are uniting in observance of the telephone's fifth birthday. It was on March 16, 1876, that Alexander Graham Bell succeeded in telephoning the first complete sentence. Harry Dipert, messenger boy, is shown in the photograph decorating the cost of General Manager N. R. Powley of The Pacific Telephone and Telegraph Company with a semi-centennial pin. Chicago Capitalist Sounds Warning Declares Orange County Must Conserve Water or Perish George E. Marcy, prominent grain operator in Chicago and owner of the Marcy Heights, one of the beauty spots of Orange county, today had added his voice to those who are advocating steps for conservation of waters of the Santa Ana river and other streams in the county to insure the future of Orange county. Writing the Santa Ana Chamber of Commerce on the subject of water conservation, and giving his views on the importance of water conservation, the Chicago financier says: "I am taking the liberty of writing to you, as a member of your association, who has, for the last 15 years, watched very carefully the development of the resources of Southern California, especially Orange county, and have had the greatest confidence from the beginning in the wonderful Orange county opportunities. "Within the last two or three years, however, I have developed the feeling that certain sections of Southern California, especially Orange county, are in the greatest danger, and I can almost visualize, at times, a large section of wonderfully developed property going back to desert. "One only has to look a little bit into history and see what apparently happened in western sections, a great many years ago, which were apparently most prosperous and highly cultivated. From the lack of foresight, the inhabitants gradually were destroyed together with all their development, simply because of lack of water. "The situation, as I look at it, is startlingly dangerous and, unless steps are taken immediately, all kinds of trouble will soon develop. Then your beautiful Orange county soon will be placed in the discard." An editorial in the Santa Ana Register of February 15, alluded to the Great Depression of the Santa Ana river. From the first rung of the ladder to the top, telephone people in Southern California are observing the fifth anniversary of the telephone. N. R. Powley, general manager of The Pacific Telephone and Telegraph Company, places a "fifth birthday" pln on the lapel of Harry Dipert, messenger boy. Anaheim Station Kept 'Open House' Yesterday And Received Hundreds of Visitors A nation-wide observance of the telephone's fiftieth birthday was held on March 10. In honor of the day, half a century ago, when Alexander Graham Bell sent the first spoken sentence through his instrument, Pacific coast telephone people united in an "open house" celebration to which every one who uses the service was invited. Contrasting the days when Bell was working with his one assistant, Thomas A. Watson, making his primitive equipment carry speech from room to room in the Boston workshop, the doors of hundreds of telephone central offices were thrown open to the public. All the intricate equipment which makes nation-wide telephone service possible was shown to the visitors in each town and city. As much of the highly technical operations of the system as the lay mind can grasp was explained. Manager Beard of the Pacific Telephone and Telegraph Company kept "open house" Wednesday between the hours of 10 a.m. and 8 p.m. in the central office building at Anaheim. The passing of 50 years since the historic day when Bell succeeded in sending his famous sentence, "Mr. Watson, come here; I want you," over the wire presents striking telephone contrasts. When Bell called Watson there were but two telephones—a transmitter and a receiver; today the Bell name owns and operates local and long distance lines which total 44,500,000 miles of wire. Bell and Watson were then the world's only telephone workers; today more than 360,000 men and women supply the every-hour human effort which makes neighbors of the nation. That unassuming sentence, "Mr. Watson, come here; I want you," seems typical of the telephone service of the past half century and of the part the Bell system has played in the upbuilding of the nation. There was nothing spectacular or pretentious about those seven words. It was just a sentence which did its part in the work of the day as more than 67,000,000 telephone messages now do their part in the work and play and social life of this country each 24 hours. It has been as if Bell's casual summons to young Watson had been given prophetic significance. "I want you" has been the summons of the public, and the American telephone worker has heard and answered—answered with the most widespread, most dependable and most economical telephone service in the world. For the United States, with only 6 per cent of the world's population and but 5 per cent of the world's area, has 61 per cent of the world's telephones. While the company's central offices into history and see what apparently happened in western sections, a great many years ago, which were apparently most prosperous and highly cultivated. From the lack of foresight, the inhabitants gradually were destroyed, together with all their development, simply because of lack of water. "The situation, as I look at it, is startlingly dangerous and, unless steps are taken immediately, all kinds of trouble will soon develop. Then your beautiful Orange county soon will be placed in the discard. "An editorial in the Santa Ana Register of February 15, alluded to the flood danger of the Santa Ana river and called for control from the flood point. That, of course, is desirable to avoid what probably will happen one of these years, and if the Santa Ana river floods it will do a lot of temporary damage. The great need is to prevent that water, which would cause a food damage, in order to prevent orange county disappearing as an agricultural section. "I have for years, read articles and card C.E. Utt talk regarding the addition or building a dam in the Santa Ana canyon to accumulate this water to provide Orange county with a supply. No one can dispute Utt's far-gatedness and his great knowledge of know about anything and least of all about me?" "You're very analytical. N'est-ce-pas? he observed. "I'm more often thought of as a Mayfly, I'm afraid, but there are a lot of things I'd like to know." "For instance?" I had resolved not to mention the subject at all, but an imp of devilment, an echo of the old Sailile, prodded me on. "Why did you hold my hand?" I asked. The moment the question had been asked I would have given much to have taken it back. A discussion of personalities was bound to ensue. Don't miss next week's installment. "She was not acting towards the last. It was real drama she played," he announced. "What do you mean?" I wanted to know. "Just this, that instead of Chevaller, she was pleading with Barrington Pierce. She worships him and I believe she realizes that hers is the greater love." "Oh, you must be wrong!" I interrupted, "surely he must adore her. She's altogether lovely." "So think we all and Barry too, for that matter, but methinks his love has paled before the flame. There was a time," he began, then stopped suddenly, as if he had no right to reveal a secret of his friends, "Man always reverts to type," he concluded, "he must ever be the hunter and track his game." "You mean that one should never show a beloved one how much they are loved. That's hard and extremely unfair." "Perhaps, but true nevertheless. A bit of tactful indifference wins a man quicker than all the proffered caresses of a rosebud mouth." IRREPRESSIBLE SALLIE The dinner was a brilliant affair. It has been as if Bell's casual summons to young Watson had been given prophetic significance. "I want you" has been the summons of the public, and the American telephone worker, has heard and answered—answered with the most widespread, most dependable and most economical telephone service in the world. For the United States, with only 6 per cent of the world's population and but 5 per cent of the world's area, has 61 per cent of the world's telephones. While the company's central offices are always open to visitors, this will be a special opportunity for each customer to see the central office which serves his particular telephone. There was a ready flow of wine and wit. Barry, of all the guests, was the only one who wore a quiet mien. Lemoyne was gay. Apparently her brief seance with Barry had been most satisfactory and had made her as blithe some as a day in June. "The wine is really quite good," I said to Barry, who was at my side. "There is only one thing I would be tempted to drink tonight," he answered so quietly that only I could hear his low-pitched voice, "Nepenthes, of the ancients, a subtle drug that banishes sorrow and pain." That was all there was time for then and it was not until later that I saw him alone. I was standing in a small room apart from the others, exclaiming an amazing reproduction of Mona Lisa, in an intricate Florentine frame. "Are you trying to get behind the smile? You might as well concern yourself with the riddle of the sphinx." "It was Barry who had come quietly up and was standing by my side." "I was just thinking how I'd hate to live in the house with that smile. She completely disturbs my poise. She says to me, 'I know all about your innermost thoughts and what do you..." water conditions, which I do not think is equalled by any other man in Southern California. His long experience and thorough study also makes him the greatest of experts in the line of agricultural conditions. "I feel that the matter is so serious that your association should throw your complete strength, even to the detriment and sacrifice of other more desirable ideas and plans for development, to one side temporarily, and every man, woman and child in Orange county should put their shoulder to the wheel and work on this water proposition. "To be sure, it will take a lot of money but it is one thing that will save this section. "In my opinion, the development of new roads, especially in the mountains, REPETITION AND REPUTATION "Although there is a difference between the mere power of repetition in itself, and the other and great power in writing attractively and convincingly, mere naked repetition has a power of its own. Advertisers fail if they do not get clearly into their minds the power of repetition alone, without any ornament or paint or varnish of fancy trimming."—Arthur Brisbane. To solve the problem of perpetual motion, all one has to do is to find some way to eliminate friction. should be put to one side for the present, also other developments which take money should be held in abeyance while working out this water proposition." Cactus or Oranges? WHEN the first Edison water-power plant was built in 1893 the coyote lurked in the shadow of cactus and chaparral. These same hills, covered with orange groves, are now valued from $1000 to $5000 an acre. Water pumped by electric power is Cactus or Oranges? WHEN the first Edison water-power plant was built in 1893 the coyote lurked in the shadow of cactus and chaparral. These same hills, covered with orange groves, are now valued from $1000 to $5000 an acre. Water pumped by electric power is responsible for the change. Over 1,000,000 acres, previously unproductive, are now supplied with Edison power. American initiative and the western pioneering spirit have given California the greatest electric system in the world. And, best of all, the cost for this service is less than before the war while the average of all other commodities is 65 per cent higher. Think of this the next time you see an orange tree. SOUTHERN CALIFORNIA EDISON COMPANY Owned by Those it Serves ierra Gasoline A PERFECT MOTOR FUEL It will give you a high mileage; your motor will have more pep and punch; makes starting easier, and will give wonderful service in every way. 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