The Neihart herald. [volume] (Neihart, Mont.) 1890-1901, 1893-07-08

ly looked everywhere for her par
ents, but in vain.
Much to her regret, at the ting of
a bell the beautiful picture suddenly
rolled up, and a maidservant, who
was busting a table, began to tell the
people all about her masters and
mistress affairs.
Then, to Dolly's utter astonish-
ment, who should appear just be-
hind the row of lights but her own
motherl She was beautifully dressed,
but she seemed in a dreadful way
and began talking and throwing her
arms about just as she was doing
that day before the mirror. And
then her father, too, came in, and he
seemed dreadfully cross with her
mother.
Dolly couldn't make it out at all.
They called each other Paul" and
Clara" instead of George" and
Gypsy" and they were quite cross
with each other. Then there came
in a lot of people Dolly didn't know,
and at last Dolly's mother was left
alone with a gentleman who kept
calling her a dove and asking her to
fly, which was of course absurd.
After awhile the beautiful picture
was unrolled again, and the people
round about commenced to clap
their hands and stamp their feet,
and Dolly's mother and father and
the other ladies and gentlemen came
on and bowed, and the beautiful
band played again.
Again the picture rolled up, and
Dolly began to feel sorry that she
had come there. Her mamma seemed
more distressed than ever and began
to talk about her little ones, and the
gentleman Dolly didn't know kept
asking her to fly. Dolly thought
once or twice of calling out to her
mother and asking her to come
home, but she didn't quite like to be-
fore SO many people.
Just before the picture was un-
rolled a second time things reached a
dreadful pass. The disagreeable gen.
tleman quarreled with Dolly's papa,
and they agreed to fight with pistols,
and at last Dolly's mother consented
to fly with the ~disagreeable gentle
man, and the stout lady next to Dol
ly and a lot of others pulled out
their handkerchiefs and began to
cry.
Dolly felt she couldn't let things
go en- any further and determined to
speak to her mother and father and
bring about a reconciliation and in
cidentally to give the ~disagreeable
gentleman a piece of her mind.
So when the picture was unrolled
again, and a lot of people went out,
as they said to have a glass. she left
her seat and said to the gentleman
at the door:
Can l go up there, please, behind
that beautiful pictureg"
what for, my little dearg" the
man asked. where's your mother
and fathera You surely amt here
alonea"
Eyes, l am, she said. 'Mymamma
and papa r behind the picture
Please, I'm Dolly Morland."
The man looked at her very puz
zled and then said:
You'd better go round to the stage
door, miss; second to the left"
She was a long time finding the
stage door and went up a few steps
and then came to a swing door. This
opened into a dark space, and she
crept along very carefully, feeling
very much inclined to cry.
She heard the beautiful band play
ing and went in the direction of the
sound. Two men in white linen jack
cts passed her, and one of them asked
who she was and what she wanted
She told him she was Dolly Morland
went on.
Somebody shouted, Beginners
pleaseT and soon afterward the
music stopped, and Dolly could heal
her mamma talking, not very fa1
from her, either. She threaded hel
way between huge sheets of canvas
with funny things painted on then
and up and down a lot of passages
and began to feel quite lost, only she
could hear her mothers voice, some
times near, sometimes farther off, al
the while.
At last she came to a gentleman
who was holding a big sheet of tin
like a tray, and amusing himself by
shaking it every now and them ant
making a dreadful noise, so thai
Dolly had to shout quite loud to him
II want my mammal; she's Mrs
Morland:"
Then the man said, You can't SET
her; she's in the O. P. wing" ani
Dolly, fearing she was too late, raj
along as fast as she could so as topre
vent her mother from flying on al
o. P. wing.
The man with the huge tray called
after her, but she couldnS stop, an(
he seemed too much taken up will
his amusement to run after her.
At last, to her great relief, he:
mothers voice sounded quite close
There was a kind of canvas door il
a canvas wall, and through this sh'
could hear what was said quite plain
ly and through the crack could SCI
all the people sitting down I'D the the