The San Francisco call., 1897-06-13
passed the door and

| Then Gladys Wallis passed the door and
/ stopped a moment.
Talking about voting or what?" she
asked in her bright little way.
"Oh, the hats. Now what is the differ
/ ence if every one Is com Portable and
/ happy? Why should they BE- so particular
about their lookS?'
But suppose they catch cold" some
one suggested.
Then let them wear something over
! their heads. Don't you remem ber those
/ dainty, gauzy fascinators the girls used to
wear and how effective and becoming thew
were? It's too much trouble to be un-
comfortable" she said, nesting against
the door. 'it's so much easier to always be
cczy."
And you may wonder how she nestles
against anything as blank and hard as
door, but that's a way she has and a
very captivating little way, too. There
| are some people, you know, who would
make an iceberg look warm and a barn
! appear as a palace. Miss Wallis is n
nestly, cozy sort of girl, who [ fancy
! could not b, uncomfortable even though
| she tried.
! But every lady can't be comfortable"
| Miss Bates said, because we can't laugh
! at what every one else does and not care.
! Women are selfish, of course. 1 wouldn't
| dare deny it, and those big hats used to
! be appa!lin-, but that couldn't compare
J with some things that the men do.
"For instance" she went on, "at the
end of the last act, just before the curtain
goes down, the men begin to reach for
| their hats and canes and overcoass
| Not only that but l have seen
dozen from all parts of the
| house actually stand I'D in the
aisle and brgin TO put their coats on. OF
course that starts the others The people
! who would be considerate enough to hear
us to the end can't see anything and can
hear less, SO they begin to get their things
and usually people are going out before We
see the last OF them. Now. if that isn't
Sc, fish l don't know what is"
She stopped after her little grafton and
seated herself on the corner OF a box,
while he rest of US settled ourselves to
! hear more.
And 1 know there's not a girl in the
country who wouldn't have Lowell to be
there in that cozy little room, with the
silks and satins and dazzling white gowns
hanging all around us on the walls, a
great white wig on the table, oceans of
hairpins, paint and powder and laces
and jewels, and three actresses who have
won applause, while there foated in to us
from the outside the music from the re-
hearsing orchestra. For there is a charm
about theater and everything and every
one connected with it that we all feel. It
may be only curiosity that prompts us to
watch for an actor as he comes out of the
stage door, but it is a curiosity not un-
mixed with awe and admiration. too.
whats the use of ttoubling?' asked
the comfortable girl.
Why you can't help it," said Miss
Busby in a half troubled way "You
! can't help being annoyed at things, espe-
cially when YOU'RE trying TO make hit"
ITS discouraging, Miss Bates went on,
lawfully discouragino. Just as soon as
the audience loses interest, l lose all
heart. When you're killing yourself to
captivate them-at the very least SO that
they will so away with the sweetest men,
DRY OF you-to have them get up in the
midst of your smile and grasp wildly for
an uninterestiaG hat and coat is too, too
bad. " MURIEL BAILY.