The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1897-11-26
CORINNE'S
SHOW HELD.
Under Sheriff Lucas Served At
tachment Papers
On the COmpany's Property at
CraWfOrd's Last Night.
$4,000 is INVOLVED.
j. F. Rich Claims That Amount
For Breach of Contract.
CONSERVATION OverwheIms the
Company Temporarily.
A Way Out is Found and the
Company Left Today.

not in the best of humor. She drew on
a light jacket and as she dropped into
a chair remarked that six hours sleep
and two performances were entirely too
wearing on the nerves and complexion.
She tossed her dark wig into a corner
where the more becoming blonde one
was already reposing, and started to
take down her hair. AS the last hair
pin clinked with the others in her lap,
and her brown tresses dropped short
distance only about her head, she was
startled by a knock at the dressing
room door.
She picked up the hair pins in one
hand and stepped to the door and open
ed it with the other. The happy look
ing cOuntenance of Under Sheriff Bert
Lucas met her gaze.
COrinne had never seen Under Sheriff
Lucas before, and her large eyes open
ed wide in inquiry at the big man who
completely filled the space of the dress
ing room door. She was in too petulant
a humOr to admire his distinguished
bearing and fine physique, or appreci-
ate his good natured smile which bios
somed perceptibly under the sunshine of
her gaze. After a minute of mutual in
SpectiOn Sheriff Lucas broke the silence.
Miss COrinne, 1 guess I'll have to
cause you a little trouble. Sorry to do
it, you know, but guess 1 must. This
is for you
He handed her a paper. The actress
eyes dropped from the Sherif'S cOun-
tenance to the sheet, but only for a
moment. Suddenly they We're raised
again, this time with a bewildered, half
injured expression.
Whats this?' she exclaimed, her
bosom heaving perceptibly under the
| light jacket she wore and the express
sion of her eyes changing from injury
to Indignation. Attached, my show
attached. BY whom, sir, and for what?
What's this you mean?''
L guess you've struck it, Miss. Bag,
baggage and scenery attached as you'll
see if you read that paper. I'm awful
sorry to do it, or to cause you any trou-
BILE, but
But the peerless COrinne did not wait
for the gallant under sheriff to explain
to her the exact extent of his sorrow.
She swept out of the dressing room, and
her Monte Carlo gown swept the floor
of the stage on it's own account, and
crossed to where a group of men We're
standing talking. Clarence she cried,
as she caught one of the men by the
arm. Clarence, We're attached. Read
that paper"
Clarence took the paper thrust into
his hands and glanced at the heavy
print Attachment" He was the young
man who directed the orchestra and
6irted with COrinne on the stage from
his position behind the piano In
moment he was even more excited than
the cOmedienne.
Show me the man who dares to at
tach this show" he called as he StrOde
across the stage in the direction of
Under Sheriff Lucas. What do you
mean by this interference" ?" he said as
he reached the officer. You have an
attachment here issued against Miss
Corinne Kimball. and she doesn't own
the show or hasn't since the eighth day
of last September. 1, SIR and with
this he stuck his thumbs in the arm
holes of his vest and drew himself up
on his tip toes, 'OWn the whole darned
show and I'm not getting off a bur-
lesque on the fat boy song either"
L can't help who owns the show"
said Under Sheriff Lucas, the smile on
his cOuntenance disappearing and his
face assuming a business expression.
The shows attached and you're tied
up until you unite yourselves, and that
settles it,
But what right have you to attach
do you bring this attachments" shout
| ed COrinne'S Clarence getting red in
| the face.
"Wen, read that paper and you'll
| see,'' said the sheriff's officer.
| well can't you tell me yourself re-
| torted the musical director.
I can if you can't read responded
Lucas.
'Oh, you're a fool, man." exclaimed
the pianist, at the same time, however,
stepping out of the reach of the big Of
| hcer'S arms.
Here. here don't do those things.
don't do those things" sung out a voice
until that time unheard in the contro-
| versy, and a new form made it's ap
| pearance IN the ring. Who could fol-
| low those remarks but the Hon. Bayley
| Bangle, of the firm of Bangle, Budd &,
| Bingle, prOprietOrs of the greatest show
| on or off the earth, otherwise known in
| his street clothes as Frank David, lead
| ing support of the peerless Corinne. 1t
| was he, and he at once proceeded to
| inject a little business sagacity into
| the wrangle.
There's no use getting excited over
this thing he commenced, -
| Why, of course not" chimed in the
| peerless Corinne herself. as she ad-
| vanced to a position alongside of Mr.
| David. Now, never get excited over
| little things like this
LAS 1 started to say" resumed the
| erstWhile Bangle, there's not a bit of
use of getting ratified and starting a
row, and what you folks want to do, is
| to look into this matter in a business
| like way. Let me see that paper
| minute
The attachment order was handed
| him and he glanced over it for a few
/ minutes. Other members of the COM
| pany emerged from the dressing rooms
| and gathered about the little group BY
| the time Mr.. David looked up from the
| paper, the entire Corinne Opera COM
| pany and three sheriff's officers were
| watching him.
| This is an attachment order'' said
| he, issued on application of J. F.
| Rich, who has brought suit against