Dodgeville chronicle. [volume] (Dodgeville, Wis.) 1862-current, 1864-11-17
DODGEVILLE, WISCONSIN, THURSDAY, NOVEMBER IT,

in the back ground, talking to herself il
a low tone, and gesticulating violently
as she moved backward and forward
One man, in corsair's dress, was kneel
ing at the feet of an exceedingly pretty
nun, who was toying with the curls on
his forehead and arranging them in
picturesque confusion. My arrival was
unnoticed for an instant, then a gentle
man in white sheet, apparently, came
over to me.
"Mr. Smith %
eyes, sir ; will you have the good
ness-''
ooh, Mr.. Smith," said the lady in
/ black, coming forward, "did Harry re-
member the owl?"
'sAnd the torches are the torches
coming ?" said the pretty burnette.
"Oh, Mr. Smith, who's to speak 2"
AS they were by this time all speak
ing at once, | considered this question
rather superduous. l was lnost deaf
ened
"Why didn't you come together?"
cried one.
"Harry's dreadfully late," screamed
another
''Are they written ?" yelled third
"We are rhined without the OWL
murmured the lady in black.
'Ladies and gentleman I began.
"Oh. bother. a speech y said the cor
sair, impatieptly "Give me the papers. y
ono, " interrupted the powder wigged
gentleman, ''give them to me-.
"But, really, my friends! y I said,
again. t
Come, old fellow the papers. Hand
them over" said The sailor, joining the
outcry.
"Here am, at last !" cried a cheer
ful voice behind me.
We all turned to see the newcomer,
who stood in the doorway. He was a
tall, rosy checked young man, evidently
just in from the storm.
"Nellie," he said, tossing bundle of
papers to the fcttered damsel s'Here
are the papers. The other things are in
the library; Smith couldn't come.'
"Couldn't come r cried chorus of
voices, and all eyes turned opon me.
"Why," said the new conner, "whom
have we here ?"
Glad to have an opportunity of speak
ing, said
II am Mr.. Smith, sir, from New
York, who, having lost his way in the
storm"
A roar of laughter interrupted me,
and then one after another n1y tormen-
tors spoke.
"Thc wrong man p SAID one.
"What did you think ?" inquired an
other.
"Of all absurd things, this is the fun
NEST, said third.
''Such a remarkable name" said a
fourth.
eve owe you thousand Apologies,
said the brigand, raising his voice above
the Babel Of tongues, and silencing
them "and must trust to your good
nature to grant us pardon for our err
ror. Allow me, ladies and gentleman,
to explain the facts to this gentleman"
Then to me again, he said 'We are a
party of ameteur actors and actresses,
sir. and this evening give our first per-
formance here in about an hour. Ny
brother Harry went to New York yes
teardy to secure the services ola friend
of his, Mr.. Smith, who was to come
down, write our prologue and epilogue,
and act as prompter. We have been
expecting him all day, and the similari-
ty of names must be our excuse for our
error. If you will accept place in
front here, we shall be very happy to
have your opinion Of our performances" :"
[ need only add that, after seeing sew
eral fine tableaux, scenes from different
plays, and hearing some good, some bad
recitations, I was shown to comfort
able room for the night, ane after par
taking of hearty breakfast, at which
the white-robed lady presided in a
pretty wrapper, with the hair 'done up
in approved style, I was driven to my
friends house, where my late adventures
made a beatty laugh for the old doctor.