Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1882-02-05
Lovejoy looked round and. seeing the

Lovejoy looked round and. seeing the
trombones perfectly ready, awaited the
raising of the curtain. It was an agon-
izing moment. The silence was posi-
lively painful. One might have heard a
pin drop. The small bell was heard
again. MIR. Loyeioy tapped his desk,
and the curtain slowly rose-in solemn
silence MIR. Lovejoy began beating the
time slowly, and had even accomplished
| few strokes before he realized the fact.
Turning round to ascertain the mean
ing of this extraordinary circumstance,
his surprise and bewilderment may well
be imagined at seeing the two trombone
PLAYERS hard at work, distending their
cheeks to their utmost capacity, ner-
vously manipulating their instruments
and producing not sound And the
next unaccountable thing was they
never took their eyes off one another.
Mr.. Lovejoy was transfxed with amaze
| ment.
"This is very STRANGE" thought Mr..
Whites. 81 wonder when that fellow
is going to begin"
The little bell tingled again and again.
Mr.. Russell stepped upon the stage with
some amount of dignity and left it with
out any, under the impression that he
was trife too 500. The stage man
ager, gentleman of excitable tempera-
ment and much addicted to the use Of
passionate language, who played one Of
the principal parts in the piece, rushed
from his room, discharged on the spot
an inoffensive "super' who, unfort-
unately, happened to cross his path
went, half-a-dozen at q time, down the
score of rickety stairs, at the imminent
hazard of breaking his neck, and, ap-
pearing at the little door under the
stage, that led into the orchestra, de-
manded in unmeasured terms what the
very bad words Mr.. Aovejoy meant
by such conduct, and why the-excess-
ively-rude observation didn'tgo on?
Mr.. Lovejoy was too astounded to make
a reply. He could only point, in silent
wonder, to the two trombones.
There they sat putting and blowing
vigorously, but with no result. The
stage-manager gesticulated violently and
| nearly had fit. The audience, unable
to comprehend what was going on be-
fore their eyes, Kissed loudly; and,
finally, the curtain fell. Then Mr..
Lovejoy gave vent to his feelings. He
leaped from his seat and rushed toward
Mr.. Whites, who, painting with ex
haustion after his unaccustomed exer-
tons, was wiping the perspiration from
his lace, wondering what on earth was
going to happen next. No sooner, how
ever, did he perceive the angry conduc
tor advancing toward him than, with an
intuitive perception that something IN
pleasant was about to occur, he made q
precipitate rush through the little door
and sought safety under the stage, hotly
pursued by MIR. Lovejoyg who oppor
timely came across the foreign gentle
man quietly sneaking away, and fell
upon him tooth and nail. The foreign
gentleman, being choleric, knocked Mr..
Lovejoy down. Mr.. Loveioy, being by
no means deficient in pluck, regained
the perpendicular and-in the language
of the ring-let the foreign gentleman
shave it. The Individual next seized
the astonished Whites and endeavored
to drag him before Mr.. Lovejoy, in Or
der that he might undergo condign pun
ishment, when the foreign gentleman
slipped; they both fell, and the two
trombone-players mysteriously disap-
peared.
They had fallen down an unused well
under the stage, Mr.. WHITES under
most. There being but very little water
they were soon exhicated, and, fortu-
nately, no bones were broken.
The two gentlemen-aftera rather ex-
citing interview with the stage manager
we're, shortly afterward, permitted to
take their departure.
Mr.. OLeary, next day, was duly in
formed of the disaster, and lost his stu
alton. The same fate befel the unfort-
unate Pufi1er, who, it appeared upon
inquiry, was really laboring under some
severe indisposition that threatened to
confne him to his bed and, being nat
urally unwilling to lose his salary. he
provided substitute, like Mr.. Whites,
utterly unable to play, and to whom he
gave, in effect, instructions almost iden-
tical with those given to our hero by
Mr.. OLeary.
Mr.. Whites returned to the home Of
his ancestors sadder and wiser man.
He has never been in theater since, and
never thinks, without shudder, of his
terrible adventure connected with the
Two Trombones.