The pioneer express. [volume] (Pembina, Dakota [N.D.]) 1883-1928, 1895-12-13

"Dead lucky to have got even these
and Mary take possession Of two In
the front row Of the dress circle.
Everything else bought up three
| weeks ago, I'm told. You'll be fret
ting for your stalls"
"Not l." says Mary. II think for
seeing the first row here Is best"
"Good little Mary. Always content
cdr says her brother in tones full Of
admiration. giving her surreptitlous
pinch under the pretense Of loOsening
the laces round her throat.
II am o dullard!" says Miss Sylves-
ter, with serious saf-contempt. Il
shouldn't have come here, or any
where, with you. might have re-
WONDERED that you don't know how
to conduct yourself with the smallest
sense of propriety. can only hope
that this new play will afford me some
consolation"
"If putting means anything, 1t should
stir the cookies Of even heart Of
granite like yours" says the brother.
"But don't believe in putting myself.
Always stand or fall on your own
merits. say l."
At this Miss Sylvester very unkind-
ly gives way to mirth.
"Eh?" says he.
"I'm thinking you'll fall. Dicky,"
Gays she.
mot bit Of it," says he, wriggling
in his seat as IL to test the merits of
1t. "Unsound as all things are nova
days, fancy this apology for chair
will last me till the curtain goes
down."
AS he speaks 1t rises and the first
scene Is gone through, admirably act
ed, by some of the first actors Of the
year, and with sufficient go In the
piece itself to almost ensure its sue
cess. The first and last scenes are
usually the crucial tests; and the be-
ginning here has been undoubtedly
good and full of promise. Even Dali
rymple, sitting in the stalls beside Sir
John, feels interest in 1t rising In his
breast. 80 strong that only the down.
fall Of the curtain carries him back
with a pang of self-reproach to the
one trouble that is ever present with
him.
"Bless me, there's John Amory in
the stallsr' says Dicky Sylvester,
nudgtng his sister, who. now the cur
tain is down, is enjoying herself look
ing round and seeing what friends are
here, and what ut home. Naughty
boy, out by himself" Miss Sylvester.
starting little and finding herself
locking into A,nory's eyes, who indeed
is mourning severe crick in his neck
in his vain efforts to examine every
part Of the house at once in his en-
deavor to discover her, changes color
perceptiby. to her brothers delight.
| VyXyI,ok onloo e. md HTnllp u1yo no
"Never mind, don't answer It.
you, at all events. And see. he has
got the disconsolate one beside him.
| Dalrymple in the flesh! He's got
your stall, shouldn't wonder. See
how foolish it is to quarrel with peO-
pie ON the eve of play such as this
promises to be-"
II never quarrel" Feplies his sister,
with dignity. If she has fondly dwelt
on the hops Of subduing him she finds
herself indeed mistaken,
mot co." says he, with lively scorn.
''Think ] forget how. you used to
grab our my hair in handfuls all be-
cause of the vivisectiop of q beastly
doll or two? There! 60 to! Don't
hope to impose upon me. Keep all
that sort of thing for Amory. I shan't
tell. by the by, there's Stanley, too,
lorsling 1t In the stalls, and Weyman
and MOrdaunt, There must be q bank
holiday somewhere"
81 really never saw 10 many men
in the stalls before me and 80 few
women says his-sister, glad to turn
his thoughts into another channel.
"That's because all the women have
gone out for drink" says Dicky, in
nocently.
Really, Dicky," says she. indlg-
nantly. II do wish you would arrange
your conversation properly when with
ME. must beg you will not speak
like that" She Is still q little angry
with him about that allusion to her
quarrel with Amory.
NO" with mild surprise. 'Well, ]
won't then. The truth, know ,is nj.
ways hateful. But thought you were
one Of the woman-righters, or should
not have spoken"
There's one woman you know, III
the theater, at all events" says she,
resentfully. miss Burgess. I see her
over there in the second box"
"Do you know, never can see that
GIRL" said Dicky, promptly. "Her
teeth IRE too much for me. They're
lot bigger than she is; they're tusks!
They hide her from me. II she would
not laugh there would be q chance for
me; but she laughs all day and all
night. I'm told" heavy and severe en-.
phasis on this.
II don't wish to discuss her." says
Miss Sylvester. u merely mean to
say that she, at all events" whitening.
", "has not gone out for drink rs
you very rudely said n moment ago."
She couldn't" says Dicky. "Don't
you know. she's been forbidden! The
bar wouldn't stand 1t. Shed bite bits
out Of all the tumblers, and that
wouldn't pay
OF this. Miss Sylvester refuses, very
properly, to take any notice. She
turns aside he- head and looks con.
temptuous. This comes easily to her,
as she has arranged her expression ia
meet An,ory's imploring look.
The latter catches 1t and is instantly
reduced to despair.
whats the matter with you, now r.
al Rn T. 49,.