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About The Omaha morning bee. (Omaha [Neb.]) 1922-1927 | View Entire Issue (Jan. 31, 1925)
“THE GOLDEN BED” 1 By WALLACE IRWIN. Produced M a Paramount Picture by leclle B. IteYlille From a Screen Adaptation by Jeanie Marpherion. (Caarrlebt. 1114) (Continued from Yeotrrday.) Adinah awoke early from a poor night* sleep. Dully he look his shower and a glass of something to Kill ihe pain In his head; then fce dressed and went out for a at roll around the grounds. It was barely seven and he dared not disturb 1he luutlne of eight o'clock breakfast; he himself, had set the hour. Out In I lie garden he found a morning os sweet ** May ran ever he. A clean sun sparkled through baby green leaves; a robin hopped by, his beak half open Irom a full crop. An In clement Spring has relented and lilacs had come out almost overnight; .their white and purple clusters pleased’the eye and filled the air wllh sweetness. The climbing roses were beginning to open, too. They're mighty pretty, thought Ad mah Holts, leaning clumsily to touch a blossom; then he sprang back, ashamed of his caress. It might have been Flora I,es he had touched eo wistfully. Sealed on the edge of a stone bench he let hi* eyes wander over the ex terior glories of a house which he had purchased on a. complicated sys tem of loans. A heap too big for them, h® decided, but it would be a nice place for the children. Flora i.ee would steady down a lot after the th at one was burn. It was I hat wav with women. . . . Hook at Ma Holt/.. . . (taxing along the white, tall-plllsi ed facade, he wandered what Ala would have done In a flue place like that. She'd have tired most of the darkles. Ire reckoned, and lit Into the house work with both hands. Hut, of course, Ma. wouldn't have cared for such s house. It might have been built to order for Flora I.ee. . . . High hayed verandah and long j)? French windows with graceful curves w" In th® leaded glass. What was it It reminded him of? He'd seen It before . . . the Peake house! That was It. Flora I.ee had insisted on this one among all the new-rich dwelling! along the River Boulevard. It hail been offered for reasons that were disquieting. Had It been a lonely wreck In some grove of whispering pine* no negro would have gone near it. Familiarly it was known as Hoo rton House. Chester A. Alonigan, a sand and gravel contractor, built it nine years before; the week It was finished he was Indicted for a. fraud that sent him In the penitentiary. 'ITicn it went to a mysterious couple named Gage; after Gage was found dead in his bath his wife decided tc sell. Admah bought It from Airs IVilbur Ketten. widow of the corn syrup king; Ketten was killed In a motor accident while making haste with another man’s wife. /-*-' New York ••Day by Day L_-_J Hy O. O. M'INTYRE. New York, Jan. 30.—The effort of New Yorkers to build up ft rock-rib bed; puncture proof society—a new lour Hundred—- failed dismally. It v.es i-» be know as the Monday Opera club and the list Included something |e-s than 500 r.imes. The Idea didn't i lick. Men of vast affairs who were included to ihe list were just a bit skittish. They rather felt there might be some reaction fr> such arrant snob t a.*. > gn the whole project died aborn ing to the merriment of the hour geoise. As a master of fact, there has been quite a bit of silent hut firm dlsap prnval. of certain genuflections to ward the flrand Duchess Cyril end the prince of Wales here. Quite a number of social climbers found themselves the laughing stock of the pices. Rnrlely for some time has done lit tle in New- York hut give Impetus to Puck—that practically all of us mor tals Si-e fools. When the president of the Pyramid Pants company finds lie has pyramided enough pants to buy a home on Park avenue and a box at the opera he trice to crash In to society. He hires a press agent end e social secretary and begins the campaign, 1U gives luxurious dinners and magnificent, week end parties,, and be fore long he finds he Is in the Inner circle. Money does the trick. A society reporter estimates that for sn expenditure of *100,00(1 anv person who can read or w^'lie can break the barriers. It. was for this reason that Ihe Monday Opera club launched Its plan to take In the alack and give nociety a new statu*. The power of suggestion ty astnnd In?, I started on a brisk walk feeling as chipper a* a frolicsome puppy. My! Mv! At my age. too! About, eight blocks away a drug store window was filled with a patent nostrum whose herald* read: "Puts Dash and fio In Run-Down Men." A little dis tance away a. papier marhe. figure stood In another window with hi* fin ger pointing at me. saying: "Have w You That All (lone Feeling?" T look l»xl home anil went to lied. My pFb was gone. T sometime* wonder If sunshine and cleanliness have the therapeu lie value w* attribute to them. Thera Is a section of New York, over neur the West street water front, that is occupied by fishmongers, poultry sell era and butchers. Jt Is a drab, aimless section and the odors gove the stranger s feeling of nausea. The air Is heavy and Impure and the gullets are dolled with flhh. Vet the men unit women you see there sre rosy cheeked, plump and reeking with health. They have dear eyes and complexions. IJttle children, too, seem strong and virile. Much more «n In ilead than the spindly wen urchlnr w|ih their nurse maids in the mall of exclusive Park avenue. Vet there Is another side to the pic ture. In the Kast Side tenement die trlct where there i» dirt and homes sis dark and cheerless the children are anaemic and sickly. perhaps dirt Is good for some and had for other*. I seam to have drifted hurriedly from society to the slum* without slopping on middle ground. Ho I'd Ilk* to report that my favorite Ison drvman ha* a set of triplet* III* motto baa* been: "I wash everything hut the hahy." T believe lie lias, tier annuity speaking, gut to mndlfv III*! •logsn s little. licit entally T saw the triplets for W ’tbs first time They weie In e crib M like SS three peas They sic !«’>* and 1 think he ha* hit iiimui capital tismaa for them Turn, Hick and 1 tarry. (OAPrrlfhli ltll-> But It suited Flora Lee, and that Whs enough, Admah concluded, and felt pride of ownership.* It was like the old house in In ness Street, only It had the shallow look which imlta lions usually w^ar. The Peake place had been of stone. Some day, thought | Admah, Flora Lee should have a sollder house, the kind she’d been brought up to. But a« things stood now he’d have to look around a little to pay the quarterly Interest. Presently he walked up the knoll, and his favorite view of the River reminded him of his duty. He ought to ask Uncle Lafe and Aunt Brownie to have dinner with them; yet he couldn't quite see Flora Lee sitting across the table from the assertive hog farmer and his original little wife. Rut wrhy not? Flora Lee had her own folks whenever she took a notion. Garnett Peake had come up Charleston long enough to patro nize his son-in-law and borrow a few thousand dollars. Roland, too, had renewed his Intimacy and hinted at a high salaried position in the T. A P. Admah had done his best to like Roland. Heigh ho! He went In to breakfast, his brain clearing a little from re cent dissipations. In the big dining room with its very new Italian an tiques and machine paneling he mad? a breakfast of much coffee and little food. Unpleasant memories of last night at t He Sycamore Club camt stealing into spoil his dav. And yei he hadn't done anything that he could remember—not anything to throw Flora Lee into such a state of mind. How he wished that lie could have a minute with her; hut that was out of the question. Hhe hated to he aroused before ten. And in her condi tion she ought to get plenty of rest. Her door was closed, but he knew that it wouldn't be locked. She never locked anything. Yielding to tempta tion, he peered in. The black shades were down, but » half raised window admitted a beam of sun and bird songs and the crisp1 snard of a landmower. In the sub dued light Flora Lee’s furniture glowed pallidly; then the sight of her ornate French coverlid stirred his re sentment as it always did—the sw ans the hounds, the pheasants stalking over the silken thing, and the queer French motto in the « enter with the coat of arms. People had tittered when It was shown at the auction. . . . Then he saw her naked sift, pro* jecting from Its luxurious shelter: she was holding a pillow over her head to shut out the day-sounds. Sinking on ills knees, he spied upon the little face he adored. My darling, he said over and over, what cun I give you to make you a little happier? AYh.it have I done to offend you? AY hat shall 1 be, what shall I make of my self that you may approve me more? But Flora Lee lay still, infatuated with her own dream. When she looked so young and helpless he won dered that she had the power to wound him so Then a win* puffed in, a door ba need. »Y 11II HllUl - wnai . we K. •< ». p, > ■ > h sitting position, peering with a sort of blind alert ness. “I just came in, honey,” he grinned “and llie door blew shut.” “What did you come In for?" she asked, sinking back so limply tiiat her hones seemed to cling to the run 11 re ms. A bached, lie was shuffling a wav hi* hand was on the doorknob when he hp-rd her- voice wooing him ago hi \\dmah:" She lay there, lips |an Kidd, smiling, arms stretched out to him. “Won't you kiss me good mawnln'? You didn't’ kiss me last night, either. Do you hate me still. Admah?" For answer he lifted her In his arms. “There, let me down—great crush Ing gorilla!' she demanded. “Tell me. Grump, whs i perfectly awful? “I reckon 1 was." he evaded. “Mo I,ee. I been thinking about it. W * ought to quit for h while. “Quit what?” ller line eves weie now active. “Drinkln’ and cm ryln’ on all night.” “King of the Oocoemits! ' she laughed, taking him by both lapels If you want to go oil the wagon you'll ha\ e to ride alone, t ome here. Old Cute, and te|| me what really happened to make you so mad a* me.” “It wasn't you so much.” he re plied. fondling her worshipful hand. Hot I couldn't stand that skunk O’Neill naming a racehorse after you calling her a ‘filly,* bragging about her 'action' ami She giggled. “You’ve got. to get used to Hnotie the way you got used to my long red earings. He's part «l the decorations. If you’ll stop being so piggishly prejudiced you'll get to liking him. Everybody e|«e doe* " "Anyhow, it's nice to be in with the crowd.” he conceded The Sycamore f'lnh?” sh» laughed I II” C\> .... ' , - - - - .... .1 ■. ■ — — — - ■ Second Honeymoon* % 1 ■ 1 ' ' ' " “ " ' ” Go Right dowm aimO * VVMY ThRV X>©M T 6UI» Thunks op • - i can t do a Thing UMTIO I GET OUT or J TiiESC OiRTV T P AVfUING clothes ~y 4 triumphantly. “They simply crawled to get ua bwk. We’re in a position now. Admah, where we ran he the whole show—music and everything.' He had an uncomfortable feeling that something was going to cost him money before she explained. “They want a new boathouse tu go on that old liver dock. i had a talk wilii make you commodore of the boat dub. How * that. Commodore Holtz?” She sat up In hod, saluting so gallantly that Commodore Holtz must needs kiss her again before hi* de pasture. ••Kin l.ee, I’ve got some kin folks we (Might to ask to dinner or some thing,” he said, seeing his advantage I 'nrle latfe end his w ife. You know . I mentioned ent." "oh, yea." she replied drowsily cuddling her pillows. "Where did you say they live'."’ "At Della Jjtndlng. lie'* a stock breeder. . . . The uncle that gave mo .1 start In the T. A I' ' In Ills efl'o. I | to stress I'nrle la<fes Importance ib added, lie * one t*f the Principality director*, connected with the Alter bury'*." „ . •'1 suppose we must hat e etn She had lost Interest. lie went thoughtfully out to hi* ear, realising that he had just ■ utn mined himself to i large endowment and I he pllrvha ae of a ho.it that was pi a* tint My a yacht. K|t» I/f h«* wanted him to do these things. *"« ahe h*d kissed him very sweetly, f«* giving his ganrheties (T* He CnttliHel Monday.) t»on't fail to are the gorgeous C’ectl H p* Mitle production .*f "The Ooloen P*<< ,t the Si > mn<1 Theater starting Saturday January It —.SJyrrtlarmcnt._____ _ • n ' 1 III_ THE NEBBS THE MODERN DELILAH. Directed tor I ne umana dec uy jui (Copyright 1925) I nevteudiw I ENNMft. ! 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