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f/ssued Weekly, By Subscription $2.50 per year. No. 15. Marion Marlowe in Buffalo: NEW YORK, January 5, 1901. Fentered as Second Class Matter at the N. Y. Post Office, by STREET & SMITH, = he Erm i St.. Ive a Entered According to Act ef Congress in the year 1900, in the Office of the Librarian ef Congress, Washington, D.C. —— a eee — Price Five Cents. OR, BETRAYED BY A RIVAL COMPANY. By GRACE SHIRLEY. CHAPTER I. A SURPRISE. “In the name. of all the sacred snakes, Temple, just listen to this: ‘Marion Marlowe, the most beautiful actress upon the Ameri- can stage, has been engaged and will posi- tively appear with the Rippel and Rose The- atrical Combination at the Palace Theatre on Main street this evening!’ Now, what in thunderation do you make out of that? Has Marion gone crazy, or is it the paper ?” Bert Jackson blurted out the words in a tone of genuine surprise, at the same time handing the paper he was reading to his com- panion to look at. Mr. Temple, proprietor and manager of the Temple Theatrical Com- pany, took the paper, eagerly. As he ran his eye over the notice his face grew blank with astonishment. “IT can’t understand it, Jackson,” after a minute. “I would as soon expect the sun to refuse to shine as for Miss Marlowe to he said, go back on us, but how would they dare print such a notice if there wasn’t any truth init?” The two gentlemen were standing in the railroad station at Buffalo one crisp morning in January, and, as they stared at the news- paper, another member of their company eee them. “I see you have heard the news, Mr. Tem- ple,” he began, abruptly. “So Miss Marlowe has left us and gone over to the enemy. Well, I’m surprised, I can tell you! I would not have believed it possible !’’ “Neither is it possible, Jones!” said Bert Jackson, promptly. ‘Miss Marlowe has no notion of leaving the company. This notice is a fake or a mistake or something.” Mr. Jones, who had been hired as 4 “ supe” and then promoted to play the “villain” in an emergency, shook his head 2 little dubiously at Bert Jackson’s answer. “You can’t ever tell anything about a wo- man, he remarked, very sagely; “no doubt Conniclooolks (SO)