The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1892-05-19
THE FREE PASS FIENO.
He Makes the Life of q Theatrical Man
ager Weary.

He Makes the Life of q Theatrical Man
ager Weary.
This" said a theatrical manager, sis
a very pretty town; it ought to have
hall built around it, that might reflect in
the sky so that the surrounding countries
could see and admire. Between whites,
when you are not being stood upand sand
bagged for your money, they stand you
up for passes. Upon my honor was in
troduced to man on Monday and on
Tuesday he buttonholed me on Fifth
avenue and said he would like to come
down and see us. so you shall, my
boy said |, the box Office fs open from
8 to and your dollars are always well
come
Another time l was sort Of en-
forced escort to young LADY who was
belated and had missed her friends. !
knew her slightly, and, as a gentleman
should, offered to see her home. There
isn't a blessed relative she has that /
haven't passed into this house, and only
the other day the young woman met me
and said her sister was going to be mar
ried, and wouldn't give her a box, so
her brother-in-law-to-be could give a
farewell stag party. l dlned at first
class restaurant last week, where they
serve second class meals, and the clerk,
as he struck me for two dollars, re-
marked, You might just as well use
the other side of that check to make me
out pass
81 chucked an infant under the chin
the other day and said it was the living
image of its mother. got letter from
its father the next day asking for two
seats at the matinee, and please he
added, keep the third chair vacant if
you can. Baby is going along, as it is
nurses day out, and the little fellow
may want to have his mothers knee.
Another day in crowded street car
exchanged my seat for strap, to which
young lady was holding On. What do
you t. ink, she came into my Office only
this morning and wanted to know if
wouldn't be so 'perlite as 20 give her a
seat in the theater also. She thought l
was so much of a gentleman she didn't
Al cllO lC<fcb drohA4lSo
My pastor begs for passes. My land
lady demands them and pays off her
milk bill with them. When I treat a
man he looks as if he expected pass at
the bottom of the glass. The street car
conductor thinks one ought TO go with
every fare pay him. Young women pre-
sent me with roses, wearing a won't
Observation-Disclosures sort of
expression, and their brothers walk
along the avenue with me and call me
my boy and want to know what night
me and sis can find a couple of seats.
Then they take some other fellows SIS
ter. But for the cock of the cake walk
give me a fellow on Fifth avenue whom
| asked Monday to send me down some
things G. o. d.
we don't trust theatrical people at
all, my dear sir. We find it doesn't
pay l wanted the things straightaway
and with difficulty made up the sum out
of the change in my pocket. The next
night the gentleman was at the theater
door just as l came forward.
"I suppose it's all right' he said.
"'What's all right? said |.
"'Oh, you know me. You did bust
ness with me yesterday. Isn't it all
right?
81 didn't wait to say word, but I
rushed home and for five minutes
yelled blue devils up the chimney Of my
fireplace, after which l went back to the
thaater and for tyUO h01rS cOul6D't
break the line of people waiting for
passes"
Then the manager, signing YEARLY
and wiping his perspiring brow, wrote
on the margin of a newspaper, "Pass
Mr.. Jones and party to box" When he
finished he whispered: my best girls
mothers divorced husband, who at the
present time is standing in again with
the old lady. If things continue bloom
ing there will be a double wedding
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