The morning call., 1895-01-13

bravery. 81 will jist show you how silly 1t Is
to be scared of only wax flyer"
He took hold OF my arm aud started TO put
his hand under my chin when, SILL keeping my
eyes on his, said, in as deep and mechanical
voice as could assume:
Repent, and sin no more ~
He gave one blOOd-curdllng howl and start ed
on a dead run for the door, his wife following
with trembling limbs. Others became very
much excited and followed the couple TO The
door, and for few moments pandemonium
relgned.
When the attendant tried to stop the man he
dropped on his knees and, lifting his clasped
hands, said:
'Tll never touch another drop as long a I
live. Mister, please let me go! Maria, there,
she'll witness what l say-won't you, Maria?
Oh, Lord, 10 think Pve got 'em so bad hear
wax tigers talk ~
After considerable talk they composed him
little and then the attendant told him l was
only mechanical piece that talked when l
was touched. He seemed relieved at that and
was finally persuaded 10 60 back and see the
rest, bur he would not look at me again no
matter how many times he stood near me. and
1t was very funny TO see how persistently he
avoided my eyes.
The whole affair was so droll that gave up
for that afternoon. for l could nos get the man
out of my mind, and every few moments
would find myself smiling Droauly at the re-
membrance of it ALL
/ went downstairs into the chamber Of hor
rors the next day, and took seat near the
Baker tragedy where the light Is little dim:
and an actor, who Is member oil comic opera
company, came along and seated themselves
near me. They had paid little attention TO me,
my fixed position giving them the idea that
was wax figure, so / became the recipient of
a very interesting bit OF conversation.
81 don't care" she said. "Every one can see
that she is in love with you. Every night am
there watch her III all her insolent beauty and
feel as If could choke her when sne looks at
you So"
.My dear child" he said, in drawing tones,
ssyou must not come to the theater so often
then. You know l love only you, but must
be pleasant 10 her, anyway. Don't worry your
little head about her. She don't care for me"
Yes, she does; every one says she does, and
can't stand 1t. She has got figure like a bag
of meal, anyWay-eyen II her face Is beautiful"
That's very true" he iIasiene 10 IS ure her.
with glance at her own trim little figure, land
l."
They moved away, and could not catch the
rest of the sentence.
1 did not notice the approach OF two "chap.
pies" until l heard one OF them say, leaning
over and looking in my face:
by Jove, Charlie. II This wasn't wax girl
I'd be tempted TO kiss her. How wonderfully
lie life they make these things"
/ looked straight az him and slowly wnked
one eye.
He looked at me in shamefaced manner and
then, without word, drew his companion to
further corner of the corridor. aud could see
by their glances that l WAS the subject of con-
versatiOD. They came toward me again in a
few moments, and l heard the one who had
spoken hIst say: II am going 10 see, and If she
is alive I'll make her talk" He stepped up
and put bis hand on my shoulder. l gave a
prolonged groan, and he dropped his hand.
walt minute, Jack, old boy. Let me see
what can do" said the other, making stride
In my direction. l could see myself in his eye,
and thought 1t time TO put stop 10 their fun.
With as much dignity as l could assume got
up ana Waiked away, leaving them staring aft err
Herald.