Marion Marlowe in St. Paul, or, The Company's Mascot in a Double Deal — page 3: what you’re looking at

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MY QUEE A WEEKLY JOURNAL FOR YOUNG WOMEN rye he N.Y. Post Office, by STREET & SMITH, 238 William St., N.Y. ly—By Subscription Oper year. Entered as Second Class Matter at ¢ Ss) isos " atertal erie to Act of Congress, in the year 1901 in the Office of the Librarian of Congress, Washington, D.C. No. 21. NEW YORK, February 16, 1901. Price Five Cents. Marion Marlowe in St. Paul; OR, THE COMPANY'S MASCOT IN A DOUBLE DEAL. / CHAPTER I. AN INSULTING WAGER. “Hello! Who in the world is that! Look, Dan! J mean that girl on the poster that the fellow ts sticking up over yonder!” The speaker, a coarse-featured, but well- dressed man of fifty, stopped suddenly upon the main street of the city of St. Paul and pointed to a bill-poster on the other side of the thoroughfare, who had just pasted the likeness of a beautiful young woman on a convenient brick wall. His companion, who was younger than himself, raised a pair of glasses to his eyes and looked at the poster scrutinizingly. ‘Don’t’ you know that face, Tupham? That’s Marion Marlowe, the prettiest actress on the stage. Her pictures are all over town: I’ve seen a hundred of them!” he said, briefly. “An actress, is she?’ was the sneering answer; “well, for once in my life, I have made a mistake. I would have said that was By GRACE SHIRLEY. the face of a respectable girl—but it only goes to show that appearances are deceitful.” He was still staring at the poster when his friend moved on impatiently. “Come on, Tupham! I’m in a hurry! You are gaping at that poster as if you’d sud- denly gone daft. If you’re ‘stuck’ on the face, here’s a bit. of informatton that will please you. Marion Marlowe is the star of the Temple Theatrical Company, and they’re due here to-morrow. They are booked for a week at the Olympia Theatre.” “You manage to keep posted on all these things, Dan,” said the man, as he finally joined his companion; “you’ve got a taste like my own—you dote on actresses!” “Well, what other women are as interest- ing?” was the vulgar answer. “An actress knows the world as no other woman knows it. She is chic, gay, generous, well formed and pretty—all very necessary attributes where men are to be considered. Oh. ves, I like actresses and I’ve had my pick of them!” “Well, I’ve received smiles from a few of COMICOoOoOkKS.€O