The times., 1897-04-11

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| the girl, because she was that slouchy tEat
| ] couldn't abide her in tights, and ire
quent have 1 twitted Jerry stage mai
| ager, he were, and as good man as ever
| drew breath when that breath was sober,
| twitted him because OF his Keeping Ci5o-
| patry in the regular chorus, when extras
! round as robins and pretty as plnks
was turned by dozens away. Bat jerry
| was as firm as rocks, once he made up
| that mind of his, and he always stuck toit
| that Jones was like them poems that set
into waste baskets when by tights they
| ought to have frontspieces and be bound
| in blue and gold.
| 1 soon found out that the poor thing
couldn't sew much better than she could
| act, but she showed great talent for
| picking up scraps and pulling out hastings,
so we worked together off and on until
along comes the Easter Monday rehearsal
that takes nearly all day and L had to
finish the rest of my work without her.
l had got the costumes all folded and
ticketed and was sitting after supper,
| as l anu now, with bit of sewing my
| lap waiting for the chorus girls to come
and get their things. Amy was taking
a cat nap on the lounge and Mason, the
ianitor, was whistling as he went around
lighting the gas i'll the theater and turn
ing the Jets down dim Presently heard
stems rushing down the narrow passage
leading to my room, and in bolts Cleopatry
Jones and shuts the door with slam
She was always so solemn and slow
that 1T startled ME to see her standing
there with her mouth open and her eyes
set, and when L jumped up and caught
her by tie hand--i think my intention was
good to shake her-it fairly put my heart
i'll my mouth to feel the way II trembled
and how it dripped with sweat.
Them dogs she whispered, in words
that came out Jerky-Iike between her
chattering teeth, Il passed them on my
way FROM the green room--and-they made
me--scarei.'
Dear me, how foolish Of you, chirpcd
out Amy jumping up with wide. ex cited
ewes I'm not bit afraid OF them, and
| | have To strike them with my wand
hurry, Moinmy, / am waiting to dress. y
You will just wait your turn, young
lady," I answered, for batch OF fairies
had come piling in. laughing ami chatting
like so many gpne-mad sparrowS, and
was already filling my arms with skirts
and wands and wings.
Let Jones wait the girls insisted
Amy almost nervous enough to cry. You
J know I'm TO he discovered
$50 is Jones'
"Oh, but she's no account nobody will
notice her, her name isn't even on the
bills and oh Mommy, there are the hoofs
OF horses The Demon Huntsman has
come -
1t seems that Amy viii always have her
own way in life and by the time Jones
mad packed off the chorus, Amy was
dressed in white frosted tulle with big
silver wings served at her back and 2
star-tipped wand in her hand. She looked
very beautiful, dear heart, and could see
that poor Jones felt the difference between
them, though she praised the childin what
, | took 10 be a downright heartfelt way.
Yes" said Amy, with a friendly nod
. at herself in the glass, II am pretty
little thing, and I'm going to make the
hit of the evening, just you see
Suppose You We're ugly and scrawny,"
said poor Jones, frowning at her own
! image II might study forever and no
one would ever notice me-"
But the fiddles down in the orchestra
had commenced TO hunt for tie key to turn
on, and Amy shot off like star.
"You love her very dearly, don't you,
Mrs. Bailey, ma am asked Jones, in a
soft like, wistful way.
!, sLor', yes child, but no more than
, your mother loves you, l reckon"
: Il haven't got any mother-rIor no thing. y
tThat's bad, said. shaking my head.
You ought to lie getting married then,
| Cleopatry, and have little folks of your
own, for between you and me you ain
: going to get along in the profession as you
, said yourself a minute ago"
II never expect to get along at any
!. thing" she said, more TO herself than
2 me- reckon, for she picked up her skirts
/ and slowly walked to the door She looked
/ SO forloIn and childish, though almost IN
: her twenties, that / had a notion to offer
= TO belp her dress, but | was dead tired
g and there was so much still to do.
What a crowded house it wasi How tht
! lights blazed and the magic fountain
:, changed to every color under the sun! Ant
how proud l was of my Amy, Queen o
s the Fairies the play bills called her, a:
D she rode in a tiny chariot with dozens o
: mink and green fairies about her, waving
v their golden wands.
z There was Jones among them, waving
$ hers like she was Keeping flies off "a
L BILE, and looking for all the world Ike
e wilted cabbage in her gas-green skirts: ant
l then, when Amy's song was over, the seem
+ changed and brought on the Demon Hunts
e man and his dogs.
d am not afraid of dogs in general, bn
G when saw them two notified monsters
l with their bloodshot eyes and siobber
i mouths, shook to that extent that Mogg
o had to hold me by m Y gathers.
II "WonIarl,' he growled, do you want
r spile the evening by falling down into til
: fddies? That ferociousness is only hig
n art: besides, don't you see the dogs al
chained?"
), Maybe they were, but felt heaps easie
when Moggs had rung the curtain dow
IL three times without anything going wron:
.e I even blamed Jones for putting the scar
e In my head; and was glad ladn dresSe
her It was long, troublesome plec
withtraps andtransformationS andmarche
{ and Lor's knows what else, but it ended a
n last in fairyland, with Amy on shinin
N throne and the huntsman in chains at he
s. feet I remember there was bit OF speec
X to be made, and then the child tripped 1
n her pretty, fearless manner over 10 tn
I dogs that were enchanted princes an
e struck at them with her wand.
y "Then every man and woman in tf
d whole thcater began shouting togethe
I'd and 7 heard Cleopatry's voice ring oil
le in n scream that cut through the noi'
y like the sweep Of q sword blade. som
how got the idea that the chemicals ha
Is set the scenes abaZe, for Moggs ma
n clapped his hands before my eyes al