Custer weekly chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, S.D.) 1890-1931, 1893-08-05
ITO be ContihLed.)
PLAYERS Baked BY A 100000.
Following the Cross-Eyed Man.
Yellow Dog and Black Cat.

Miss Maggie Stern sat in the only
rocking-chair at the communal home
of the Operate Dramatic company last
night and caudidly confessed that she
was feeling blue. at isn't Charley's
fault. though" said she, "and I'm not
blaming him. It's because luck has
been against US. / never believed in
stage superstition before, but now I'm
converted. The first night we played
In Denver the company nearly broke
up because the first person who APP
piled at the box-ollice for n ticket was
cross-eyed. The ticket-seiler did not
notice it, but Mr.. Abramowitz did and
a meeting of the members of the COM
pany was hastily called. Some were
for burning all the properties, but Mr.
Rosenthal--that's Charley. you know
wouldn't consent. He pooh-poohed
the superstition. said 1t was all non
sense, and even refused 20 burn pa. &.
of the scenery to kill the hoodoo. ]
sided with him then, but / don't know,
now" and pretty Miss Stern shook aor
head dolefully.
She and Charles Rosenthal are un-
der verbal bonds TO Justice lie Bert TO
get married, but somehow they can
not get the wherewithal. The whole
company live together, and perform
i'm German once u week-every Sum
day night--usually at West Turner
Hall. From the net proceeds they pay
all the bills that have accumulated
against them at their home on Market
and Twelfth streets, and whatever re-
mains over is divided among them.
For three weeks now Charley and
Maggie have been hoping vainly for
an audience large enough to furnish
them forth with coin of the realm. For
three weeks the orange blossom
wreath has hung on a nail in Miss
Storms room, and there are flies on it.
"Just before our second perform
ance," continued Miss Stern. "and
while the tickets were going with rea-
sonable CELEBRITY, Mr. Robmoritz, who
was standing in the lobby, saw a nasty
yellow dog walk right BY him and 20
shifting at the doorkeeper's shins. Mr..
Robmoritz gave a yell, almost. and
, rushed back to tell us. Even Char
ley's hopefulness was shaken by this
hoodoo, ms he knew there was no cure
for it. You could kill the hoodoo OF
the cross-eved man or woman by burn
ing the stage properties, they told me,
but there was nothing that could coun-
terbalance the yellow dog in the lobby.
"But Charley was hopeful, and at
the next performance two of the con-
pany who came on the stage late in
the play remained outside to see That
the first person who bought a ticket
was not cross-eyed and that no yellow
dog got into the lobby. Charley had
gone to the ~janitor the day before and
asked him if there were any black cats
about the place. The ~janitor swore on
his honor he had never seen a black
cat near the hall. so. take it altogether,
we felt pretty safe from hoodoos. The
gentlemen who were stationed in from,
came back in time and told us that al
was safe. That was the best house we
had had during our engagement here,
and we were all feeling pretty good,
when in the middle of the second &C,
a black cat walked deliberately across
the stage. No n saw where it came
from. 1t just seemed to drop from
somewhere.
~You can imagine we were worked
M over this, and well we need be. fol
we have not had a good house since
Here Miss Stern sighed deeply and
looked interpretive. IF Charley had
only consented to cremate the hoo.
doo," she murmured, and it was evil
dent that the first barrier i'm the love
Of the devoted couple had been raised
"a theatrical friend Of Charley's ha,
suggested a benefit for u.s. she contin,
ued, "but Charley is so proud he viii
not consent. This friend said the kind.
hearted people of Denver would attend
the beuefit in droves when they learn.
ed that the object was TO raise enough
money TO pay The expenses of our mar.
riage. Charley, though. will not con
sem He says it would look like beg
piu0."- Deaper Republican.