The Sunday morning news. [volume] (Jersey City [N.J.]) 1886-1891, 1890-07-27

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DON'T DE FUNNY SAID HE.
Touchy pounded on my dressing room
door and shouted: q Are you ready
NO, I'm not, said /.
knew had been long getting my
make up off, but rough aoubrette part
takes so much paint.
How long do you think am going to
wait for your Touchy shouted again.
answered shortly: You needn't an
other minute. No one asked You, any
how
Dead silence fell I grew anxious, 1t
was late and raining on the icy walks.
As soon as l got my dress on opened
the door. Touchy stood digging hole
in a post that supported the stage. Isaid
meekly:
you'll have the stage down on us"
He was in furious temper and turned
round with jerk.
sDon't be funnyla said he. 81 only
waited because have something serious
to say"
For heavens sairel'' said !.
"What would you have done had I
gone and left your Touchy asked SCI
varely.
heard Nibbs, our Props. = whistling,
and promptly returned: asked Nibbs
to take me, oT--or gone alone"
Touchy brought his fist down on my
table. What's Just it. If you think I'm
standing around to do things for you be-
cause others are not there, you are mis-
takenl What you want done In this
company I'll do. The sooner You under
stand il the better. That or nothing.
Did ever one hear such irnpudence2 I
stamped my foot and made more noise
than HIS fist had. and said emphatically:
Then, Mr. Gerald Touch, it's nothingl
won't have you or any one taking upon
himself to do everything for me. You
haven't done very much. goodness knows,
and yon were not asked to do that; and
it gives you no right to bully me. ] can
take caro- Of myself"
ssAll right said Touchy, witha lordly
sweep Of his hand, and he put on his hat
and strobe toward the back door.
"Gerald Touch, cried, "are you de-
liberately going to leave me when it's so
so slippery" -
Miss Katie Tempest has refused my
assistance and is, mocking me, Eat lib
.erty to take care Of herself"
you're a BRUTE said /, storlniIy.
Touchy considered moment and then
said: II won't be mean. Come along.
But after this He made a gesture
that was cross between washing his
hands of me and expressing utter con-
tempt for me. Only a thought Of the
slippery pave prevented my ordering
him home, when voice sung out from
a back room: Don't go with him. Ka-
tie; III take care Of you"
sOh thank your shouted back.
Touchy damned his hat over his eyes
and slammed himself out.
/ sat down on a barrel of nails and
waited for Mr.. Straight, or Mr.. Ned, as
] always called him. Mr.. Straight was
SO formal, yet, being older than the boys
and married, it didn't seem just right to
say Ned.
If there is a theatre in the country
that Is a hole of place it is this one In
Cinciunatb The dressing rooms are
down cellar, and such cellari Thought
as l looked around what glittering life
, an actress isl Here was I, the envied
of many, soubrette with good part
in first class company. sitting on keg
of nails, down cellar, at half-past II at
night, having had my head bullied off by
one man and now relying on the good ma
ture Of another to get me home through
puddles and over wet ice to the hotel,
Home2 Ughi And all the lights going
out, too.
Just then Mr.. Ned's door opened, the
streak of yellow Light was thrown across
the floor, scattering the cockroaches.
whats the matter with Touehy?" Mr..
Ned asked, still shaking himself into his
coat.
After I had helped him, and been
hauled up the icy steps, and well started
hcmeward through the puddles, / began
plaintive explanation: s'Touchy is so
exacting. can't agree to let just him do
everything for me, can II And he bulIies
me SO. rdrather take care Of myself than
be ordered and dumped around. III
won't have it," / began to sputter again.
'sAfany girls would be proud to hareso
handsome fellow as Touchy anxious to
take care Of them, Mr.. Ned remarked,
laughing shortly.
"They would make great mistake, /
protested. 1T is supposed to be a flne
thing when man is anxious to do things
for one. Instead, it IS only wearing to
death. Touchy was much nicer when he
let me more alone"
"But he cares more for you now"
"Of course. Oil love stories are
frauds. Now that he cares for me. /
must do as he says or be bullied. I'm
dragged out for long walks when I'm
tired. He takes my money and sends it
to the bank, when / don't want to save
1t OF all. He makes me cut bread and
cheese alone IL ny room, after the
theatre, because be says can't afford a
restaurant, and that it's improper for
people TO como 80 lute 70 my room. I
might stand il II cared for Toachy, but
J don't Oh. 2 man who likes you bet