The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1895-07-06

will her I fancy he'll notl I'll pay him
out Wait till Monday night He'll find
bis leading lady out Of town. Where'll his
blooming opera be them"
"You can't do that. miss, can your"
asked the maid
81 can't, can't II You see II l can't My
old mans been begging me to give up
here. He'll take me TO America, he says.
He'll buy me Doctors certificate. I'll
play Walker with Mr.. Henley, the duff
feri tn be Tommy Dodd' with his old
opera"
That was enough for Constance. Poor
girl, she was in aquandary. All the Blan-
ville's talk might be mere boast. What
was Constance to dor She couldn't be a
telltale and warn Henley. II would look,
too, like currying favor, and how could she
tell him the source of her informationf OF
course she knew as well as il she had
shared in the scene all that had taken
place in the star dressing room on the first
floor, knew who the speakers were as well
as If she had seen their lips moving.
She fastened from the theater. Saturday
morning kind note from Henley advis-
ing her, If she were bit i'll, not to come
to the theater, either to the matinee or
evening performance. 81 want you to be
bright and strong for the last rehearsal
Monday" ran the note It made the tears
start to Constance's bright eyes when she
read the words the "last rehearsal. "
Now, when stage manager writes note
Of this sort TO a chorus girl it means
good deal. You may not know stage ETH
quette, and as the boys say, "I'll give you
that for Upper" But you and l do know
that Constance was not i'll at all. Never
theless she remained at home Saturday
and did not 90 out on that or the follow
ing day. Both Henley and Kenyon called
at the door of her lodging between matt
nee and night performances, but she sim
ply sent "A message in reply to their que
ries, saying that she was much better and
would certainly be all right Monday morn
ing
The eventful day arrived. Eventful days
are always acting that way-in fact, all
days are eyentful to some one or another,
and they continue to turn up as regularly
as tax bills.
Contrary to the usual plan, there had
been no Sunday rehearsal. Every one was
dead letter perfect" and the interested
parties had decided that good days rest
before the final rehearsal was worth more
than one more going over the opera
Ten a. m. Monday found everybody who
should be present on the stage of the Folly
theater. The customary "20 minutes
grace" was uncalled for. Every one felt
so deep an interest in the new production
and had so much pride in doing the best
for their fellow managers and directors
opera that, as the low comedy man said,
"They sat up all night to be on time and
would have come on crutches, except that
that might suggest lame performance. 4"
1.-THE Wayside Inn was bound to be "a
great go" so everybody said.
The orchestra got good grasp upon the
note A-that is to say, every member of
the band put his instrument in tune.
The scene for act l of "The Wayside
Inn" was set, and Henley said in a low
voice, standing in front of Kenyon's desk,
81 think we're all ready, Corbett.'' Ken
yon raped his men to attention and held
his baton aloft A lad came to Henley's
side and touched his arm, and the baton
slowly descended. "Well, what is it, Will
liamsY" sharply asked Henley.
81 don't think Miss Blanville is here,
sir, " replied the callboy.
Henley said afterward that so far as
temperature was concerned the call boys
words prepared him for arctic exploration
in just two seconds. He was outwardly
calm, however, and seemed careless in his
remark:
"All right, Wen have to wait few min
utes then. She's got five minutes more of
grace anyhow" looking at his watch He
did not need even the five minutes, for a
messenger boy appeared and handed him
letter. He tore the envelope open and
read as follows:
MONDAY MORNING.
To Forbes Henley. Esq. Stage Manager Folly
Theater:
certificate, witch will show you can't sing to-
night. Maybee | shan't smoke no more ciga-
rettes anyway In your theater. yours truly.
ROSE BIANvILLE-
Miss Blanville was better singer than
a speller.
The Enclosure was as follows:
This is to certify that, being professionally
called in yesterday Sunday by Miss Rose Blan-
vile, find her suffering with acute bronchitis
IL would probably cause the loss of her voice
should she attempt to sing for several weeks
TO come. and in my professional capacity /
have forbidden her to use her voice until
give her permission so to do.
FRANCIS A. CLARRIDGE, NJ. d.
"It's liel' said Henley hoarsely. He
paused only a moment and then turned to
the assembled company, each man, woman
and child of which had seen something
was "gone wrong" and said in steady
but very precise manner of speech:
Ladies and gentlemen, l regret to say
that | have a Doctors certificate here an
nouncing the sudden illness of Miss Blan-
vile. The rehearsal is postponed for one
hour, If you please, while the management
Mr. Kenyon and myself-consult as to
what will be done in the emergency.
Please do me the favor not to speak of the
matter about town yet awhile. Everything
may come out all right. rely upon your
cooperation
There was murmur which seemed a
ground swell of pity and commiseration for
their stage manager and the men were
ugly in their remarks about that $50 and
so" Blanville, and the women said, ''What
a shameW etc, for no one believed par
ticle in Miss Blanville's illness. The peo-
pie were slowly departing when Constance
Marriott came down stage and stood before
Henley. She said in quiet, confident way:
"Mr. Henley, wish you would call the
people back
Miss Marriott, this is no time for pleas
antry hardly expected it OF you, - re-
joined the stage manager, with an empha-
sis ON the "you."
pardon me, Mr.. Henley II you will
only try me, know can sing every note