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were about to ransack the apartment
The door opened; there was a sound
of a grip dropping on the floor with
a thump, a quick step across the ball
and Dick stood in the doorway of the
living room. "" -
It seemed to me that I screamed
and then I knew no more for quite
a while. When I came to myself Dick
was chafing my hands.
There was a smell of camphor and
my night dress and the bedclothes
seemed saturated with it. For a min
ute or two I did not realize what had
happened. Then Dick brought me to
myself by saying: "What is the mat
ter, Margie? Why are you all alone?
Why did you-faint?" When he asked
this, even though he had me in his
arms, I flamed with anger.
"I expect I am alone because my
husband sees fit to stay away from
me for over a week without letting
me know where he was."
Dick's voice had that exasperating
quality as though he were explaining
to a child. "But, Margie, you know
I had to go to see Jack, who was
"Jack was well enough to leave the
hospital two days ago and well
enough so that you could leave the
city, ostensibly to come home, the
I day before he left"
Dick's face grew red. "Been spy
ing!" he exclaimed contentiously.
"No, but things here have come to
such a pass that I though it necessary
for you to come home and so I tele
phoned the hospital and they gave me
the information as a matter of
Dick rushed for the evening paper
and as he read the item about Mr.
Hatton's going away and that he was
in pursuit of him, his one comment
was "H !"
(To Be Continued Monday.)
MARY FULLER LIKESMOVlE FANS AND SHE
LIKES TO GET LETTERS FROM THEM
BY MARY FULLER
(Written specially for The Day Book)
(Copyright, 1915, by the Newspapei
The young actress on the "legiti
mate" stage is used to "mash" notes,
to love notes, to letters inviting her
to go out to supper, to bouquets with
little missives concealed in them.
The movie actress necessarily gets
a different kind of correspondence
because, so often, she is not in the
city where her acting or her per
sonality have made an impression.
For instance, as these chats are
intensely personal, take my own case.
Films of myself have appeared in
many cities and countries where I
will, perhaps, never set foot Nat
urally, if I please an audience in some
such faraway land I will not get the
ordinary "mash" note or love note.
What I do get are the kind of letters
that often hearten one on a blue day,
a rainy day, a day that has gone all
There are letters telling me how
some lonely cowpunchers way out in
Wyoming iked me in a certain film
and how he would like to have my
picture for his room in, the ranch
house. Or it may be from a sheen
herder in faraway New Zealand, or
from a farmer in South Africa. But,
of course, many of my letters, if not
most, come from young girls here at
The cynical may call it a mixture
of gush and slush, but there is not
one whose heart is not touched by
such frank, friendly admiration,
which is without a thought of guile
or selfishness It is a pleasure to send
such girls your photo, duly auto
graphed. My movie fans are very dear to me
and many packages containing hun
dreds of letters neatly tied up and in
scribed, attest my appreciation. I
keep them as medicine when I am