The Albany register. [volume] (Albany, Or.) 1868-18??, 1875-03-26


Panganais' Classical Cirque National, and
get married.
Now, you know most people, when
they fall in love, do it by taking fancy
to face. Well, that's natural p'r'aps
but didn't, for took fancy to my
wlfes way of doing the scarf trick on
horseback. dare say you know what /
mean-when they make a bit of muslin
float over them, and all that sort of thing.
Well, it struck me one day as the girl
who was so clever at that and was always
quiet at rehearsing, and never stood any
chatting, could be clever at other things !;
and, I said to myself, "That's a settler
If she'll have me I'll have She" And
very next night, when we were going
through the Flying Indians-a piece on
two horses, you know, that we'd done
dozens of times before In a quiet bust
ness way-Pd got to gallop after her
horse while she was pretending to flee
from me, and me of course done up in
style with feathers and SO on. Then
when her horse was so swift could not
ketch her, makes lot of dumb mo-
tions, and SHE'D my tomahawk at her
horse, which begins to halt and then
limp, when close up and pass my arm
around her and bring her onto my horse,
she pretending to resist, and as she
stands going around backwards, she
hangs away as hold her.
Well, being very pretty thing, if it
Is well done, people was all very atten-
tive that night-the one that came after
I'd made up my mind-and we'd got to
the part where I'd killed her horse, and
1t was lying in the middle of the ring,
when, the music playing SO that no one
could hear what said, / says
81 Mary dear her name on the bill
was Mademoiselle Marioni = Mary
dear, l says, MAXI it real
st What p says she.
g Let's make it real, I says and then,
out loud, sc On, horse ~
Don't talk nonsense" she says.
Put your arm little more round my
waist I'm slipping p
81 was Just going to, darling" I says,
You shan't slip ; I'll support YOU
All this time of course she was hang
but when said, 'tI'n support you"
she half laughed, and said
:" You wouldn' t like to I eat so much. :"
Try me, !" said; 6 I'm in earnest, and
mean it. Mind your balance"
Don't please, - she says, then, and I
quite started to hear how pitifully she
spoke.
Well, won't DEAR I says only
let's make it real
'Wen,' she says saucily, ssI will
make it real
And she hung away from me fiercer
than ever, Just like wild Indian maid,
while the people clapped again. And
she did make it real, for / found the
tongue to say SO much that the piece was
acted real right through, and when at
last it came to her coming round and
resting her arms on my shoulders, and
me with my arm round her waist hold
ing her right mp, and all the time -four
ishing my bow In the other, while the
horse went as hard as he could, felt so
happy and SO satisfied with one word
that had never been said to me before,
that finished the piece with what
mean to say was a real touch of
nature. I drew her little closer to me
and kissed her, regularly bringing down
| the house.
As we went off, there was Mary's
| father, who did the sword trick and the
rings; Fo-to Limo his name was in the
profession, though we always called him
by his proper name, Bodger Dodd.
Well-there was Mary's father waiting
with a shawl and her galoshes, and he
| says to me very fierce:
"You're nation fast, Tom French. ]
never see that last bit in the Flying In
dams afore.''
ssNo more didn't /, old man." says,
| slapping him on the shoulder; tHbut
we're a-going to make it real"
| The old man and had it over that
night over some oysters, and Mary was
| there, looking as blushing and as sweet
as girl could look and a month after,
sir, we made it real, very much to our
managers disgust, for / wouldn't let
| Mary into the ring any more after put
| ting her finger into the little one
bought. We were very happy for six
years, all the time that I could be at
| home and then, after months trip, ]
| got back one day, to find her father
there, for he'd joined another troupe,
and the old chap had got the news be-
fore did, and he shook hands with me,
and then broke down crying like child.
But couldn't cry; ] couldn't believe
| it couldn't think that it WAS real as
all thisHthat she was gone-gone for
ever. It seemed something couldn't
| understand, though they told me again
and again as she was dead, and had been
put in the cold ground two days before.
At last, though, it seemed to come
| home to me, and / sat there, / think, fol-
three days, doing nothing hardly but
| look at the three little ones that were
| left me. But at the end of those three
DAYS my manager came to hunt me up,
and took me back with him and he
always was trump to me, though was
never the same man again while
p'r'aps it was all for the best that poor
Mary went, for it saved her many 6
heartache, and no end of poverty.
It was about year after she died that
I was doing clown for the trip, making
faces and saying the same funny things
over and over again, night after night
while I was doing half dozen summer
sets running, put one foot on a piece
of orange peel.
only I left that town a cripple. gel
soft If I think about it, for am afrai6
/ 1 was very proud of what was as q man
/ Sensation Of the Guill0tined.
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