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STELLA, A STAR
By George Elmer Cobb
(Copyright, 1916, W. G. Chapman.)
Always had Dale Arnold longed for
money and he had dreams how he
would spend it when it came. His
predilections were essentially Bohe
mian. He had been a reporter on a
local newspaper, hut soon found out
that he was not much of a writer. As
an advertising man he scored a bet
ter success and fairly made a living.
Neither was he an actor, but he
doted on such. Whenever a show
came to town he had free entree
from his newspaper connection and
attended nightly. He even became
acquainted with the members of sev
ral visiting dramatic organizations.
He was present at one of their sup
pers. The careless good nature of
the men, the sharp, cheery intelli
gence of the women, the glamour of
tinsel and heroics fascinated Dale.
They were "true children of the
heart," up today, down tomorrow,
but never discouraged, buoyed up by
the shifting variety of their unreal
Stella Rossiter real name, Mrs.
Jasper Wynant was leading lady
of one special troupe that came
twice a year to Linden Grove. Miss
Rossiter was, indeed, a lady, and
leading. She was 22, independent,
but gracious, made of acting a busi
ness and in private life was unpre
tentious, but sparkling, a friend to
everybody and irreproachable char
acter. The manager of the company
held her dictation in awe, for she was
the main attraction in the old pop
ular plays the company produced
over and over again, season after
The little company was playing to
poor houses at a small city 500 miles
from Lmden Grove one week, when
the manager came to the star just
after a rehearsal.
"Well," he spoke, a broad grin on
b's face, "who do you think blew into
town and into my hotel this morn
ing?" Stella made it known that she, was
poor at guessing.
"Dale Arnold," explained ihe man
ager, and he chuckled serenely.
"Who's he?" inquired Stella, who,
meeting odd hundreds a night, could
Stella Rossiter Was Leading Lady
not keep close track or memory of
all of them.
"You remember Linden Grove?"
"Oh, yes that pretty country
town back in Wisconsin."
"That's the burg. And don't you,
as well, recall the fall guy who was
crazy to act and couldn't, fancied he
was a dramatic critic and missed it
hard, and for one evening fancied he
was a genuine Bohemian because we
let him pay for a feed for the whole
"I remember Mr. Arnold very well,"
answered Stella, with a reminiscent