Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1882-04-25


nesses, and I'm call tomorrow and ask him to
give me all the facts. Then We can pass them
around"
Then Mrs. Smyth threaded her needle and Mr..
Ssnyth stretched himself on the lounge for nap.
Prom the Chicago Tribune.
81 saw you at the theater last EVENING"" said
the dramatic critic to the horse reporter; you
don't often favor dramatic representations with
your presence, do your"
NO." was the reply. "As q rule my chances
into the domain Of Thespis have been infrequent.
and since the death Of Longfellow have kept
more aloof from the giddy throng than ever
DsortsOs se7sDer ce,ss'a. you know"
81 think you are laboring under misappre-
hension regarding the party who died." said the
dramatic critic. 1T was not the horse, but the
poet"
''Oh, / know that well enough" replied the
friend Of Maud 8; ''but nobody ever heard Of
the poet until the horse beat the mile and
thrce-quarter record; 30 we concluded to
honor his memory, although there are plenty
of good poets, while frst-class race horses are
scarce"
''You seemed to take good deal Of intercst
In the play that night. though" said the critic;
your party Dad private DOX.
''ls that what you call that placer"
"Why. certainly"
''Well, I'm glad You told me- because we were
little puzzled about it. You sec q lot OF us
fellows concluded to go together. and one fell
low he marched up to the patrol judges place
out in the front hall Of the theatsr-"
"You probably mean the ticket-0flec," sug-
gested the dramatic critic.
II guess likely do" was the reply; ''but.
anyhow. he went up there and says to the man.
Il want bOx-stalls for five, with plenty of hay on
the floor and no leaks in the roof The track
superintendent"
''ricket-seller," intcr,ected the critic
"Weil, whoever he was, he said els was the
price, and when one Of the boys asked him if
there was any chance to declare out before the
race started by paying half forfeit, he only
smiled, and said no. And then another young
man he tore the receipt for entrance money in
two pieces kept one Of them, and opened a
door We went in and a third young man
made move like he wanted to get the other
half Of that ticket. But you bet he didn't. We
hadn't been through the Michigan circuit five
seasons without being pretty fly. We let him
look at it though and he scored US around the
outside Of the track and into that box-stall
where you saw us thought it was the Judges
stand at first. but concluded was wrong. Then
we watched the play, and Of all tho no-aceount.
slObbery plays l ever saw that one sells first
choice When we arrived there was . bed on
the stage and q little boy In It. he was nice.
clean little boy, but couldn't see much dram q
about that, and the Imprinted bills on the
that this was an emotional drama Pretty
soon woman came along. She had goggles
on-same a. the boys wear when they are going
to drive . slow horse on . dusty day. She
scores alongside Of the bed and Oops down on
her knees: Blind staggers.' 1 says to enc Of
the boys, but he said no; she was only acting.
It's good thing, se explained, because / was
lust going to ask II there was . veterinary in
the audience, and have her bled-you know
that's the boss remedy for blind-staggers."
III presume So" said the critic, "but about
wen. thz woman, she began kissing tho
little boy and hec-hawed around him O good
deal. The boy he said his own dear mamma was
dead, and was going on to give quite an account
OF his life and career when the woman pulled of
the goggles, snatched the kid out of the he'd. and
said she was his own dear mother. l guess she
must have yanked him around little too CAV.
for when she was done kissing him he was dead
i have killed me cheeild,' she said. and put him
10 bed again. Then the curtain fell.
Cheerful play, this / says to one Of the
boys
..'Great DRAMA says ne-woman heavinr a
sick child around like it wasa stick of cOrd-wo0d
she was trying TO shoulder
"Well. pretty quick the curtain went nm
again. and there was the woman lying In the
same bed that little Tommy Cold Toes-or
whatever his name was-had lust died in.
She was pretty sick, and mumblin' something
to herself. Then q man came In. He had
patent-leathcr shoes ON, SO knew he was an
actor. Great God! Isabel, Ii this you ? ne
says She said II was her, and then they
1awed awhile about her having left him. Then
she said she was dying About this time be-
gan to weaken Little myself thinking maybe it
was pnk-eye, or scwef-gas, or something that
might nip tho balance OF us before the evening
was over, hut concluded to trot the race out.
anyhow. Finally the woman said slow and feeble
hike I want to see Lucy Well, Of course knew
that Lucy died i've years ago, Just after she had
her second colt, and I says to myself This
woman is lJony: the pink-eye has got her, sure,
But Just then out scoops the little boy that died
about ten minutes before. He had girls clothes
On he was Lucy. The woman slammed herself
around IN the bed for awhile and died Then the
curtain went down. and the people began to
leave. Our crowd never moved. Finally .
fellow came around and said we had better go.
Not much, says [. we have seen the mother
and one or the children die. and we are bound to
SIC here until the old man Is attacked, II il takes
all night.' But the usher said there wouldn't be
any more drama that evening, and % we went
away"
at WA evidently Inst Lynsse thas you saw. -
said fise slrauatic critic, ''and Q great many
people consider it q fine play"
.'Thcy do. EN-? Wen, In that case q treat
many people ought TO have their heads over.
hauled and then sc-pvcti on again Don't faik
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