The Moving Picture Girls; Or, First Appearances in Photo Dramas

you feel like singing and dancing? Come

ulated the taller of two girls, who stood in the

orter of the twain, a girl rather plump and pretty, with merry brown eyes, put her arm about the waist of her sister and endeavored to lea

in rather fretfu

nce in a while? Why always that 'maiden all forlorn' look on your face? Why that far-away, distant look in your eyes-'Anne, Sister Anne

money! Aren't you glad? It will mean so much to us! Money! Why, I haven't seen enough real money of late to have a speaking acquain

and stood facing her, arm still about her waist, the laughing brown eyes

t. I'm just as glad as you are that daddy has an engage

s. "Why, I can hardly keep still. La-la-la-la! La-la-la-la! La-la-la!" She hummed the air of a Viennese wa

on't!" object

uth. I've just go

crashed to the floor from a tab

ng at the ruin she had unwittingly wrought. "

h only seventeen, and but two years older than her sister, wa

tood and looked at me, and you wouldn't join in, and

ng off rather dismally as she stoope

en she looked up the merry brown eyes were veiled

lp it. Don't worry. Daddy won't mind when you tell him you were just d

gled with the dark brown tresses of her

I'll tell dad myself. I'm glad, anyhow, even if the vase is broken. I

Alice, that i

gave it to her when they were married, but rea

" returned Ruth, with gentle dignity. "Y

vase for the moment forgotten. "Am I really like her, Ruth? I'm so glad! Tell

ars old, but such a tiny little th

glance at her plump figure. Yet she was not over-plump, b

er what is keeping daddy? He telephoned that he would come

e about rehearsals," replied Alice. "What t

t's one of the nices

footlights, and to hear the orchestra tuning up. And you know, while he had no engagement dad woul

too, to attend a play now and again. I'm getting quite rust

I had!" broke in Alice. "I want so

ar. But with things

"It was like being shipwrecked, when the sailors have

ed Ruth, rat

into his eyes and sighs. 'Have another morsel of boot soup, darling!' Why, the time dad had to use the money he had half promised me for that charmeuse, and we bough

to do with shipwrecked sailors e

Mr. Blake, and I took the money that was to have been paid for my charmeuse, and slipped out to Mr.

, Al

other, with a half sigh. "I don't know what we are g

few do

't be for a time yet. And we really ought to celebrate in some way, now

hear you. The walls of this apart

ement for ever so long. And they know we haven't any what you might call-resou

. But you are so

ice, sweet, romantic sister, and some day I hope the Fairy Prince will come riding past on his milk-white steed-

like a lost hope, it's white. Of course I know they can keep a circus horse milk-white, but it isn't practical for princes or heroes. The first mud puddle he splashed through-And, oh, say! If the princ

st on his changing his steed for one

e silly,

p it. Hark, is t

turning their heads towa

er at the Dalwoods'-

ased. There were hasty footste

with you, and you needn't come sneaking

ss," whisp

er sister noted a slight

voice in e

for you, and get you something f

o-go it alone, and I don't want to hea

look

and a body crashed up against

Ruth and Ali

imself from falling. The girls had a glimpse of their neighbor across the hal

unceremoniously, slipping down two or three steps bef

or, quickly, Ali