The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1899-04-14
EPIsTLES TO ST. PAUL.

Without knowing it. the Olympic thea
ter mas had on its bills for the last two
weeks souvenir of the Midway Plat
sance, that greatest of all the attractions
at the Worlds fair. This is Billy" Hair
rlsan, one OF clever sketch team, of
which the other member Is his wife.
whose stage name is Effie Harty. Harri-
gan was the inside manager of the Moor
ISM theater. and he had as fine a bunch
OF Syr1ans to handle as ever picked but
tercups on the slopes of the Lebanon
Like many OF the Midway attractions.
they enjoyed getting out and seeing
things themselves rather than viewing
life over the little footlights. But Harrl-
gan Kept a watchfut eye on them and
managed to keep them in line
One night, however, the time for the
performance came and most of the Syr-
ians were missing. The performance
started with the hope that the others
would show up. But they didn't Harri-
gan was in the air. He couldn't ring
down the curtain after the meager per-
formance that had been given, and he
didn't know what to do until he thought
Of himself. He rushed out to the dress
ing rooms, got down some OF the odd
but f1ashy clothes the foreigners wore,
put a big multi-colored turban on his
head and little tinting on his face that
gave 1t the color OF a mellow sunset.
Then ne made for the stage.
The theater was crowded. and the crowd
was glad to see another one Of the
bronzed boys from the shores Of the
Mediterranean. Harrigan began to sing
in language that he himself had never
heard and nobody else. but 1t went. He
began to dance. Dancing Is his strong
suit. He danced all the steps he ever
knew and as many more that he never
knew. The more he danced the wilder
grew the audience. Finally he exhausted
himself and gave up. Then the curtain
fell. after Harrigan had made the hit Of
his life.
Next day the recaicitrant actors were
on hand again. and everything moved
along as before the night that Harrigan
had saved the show
Some days later an attractive and styl-
ishly dressed young woman, whom Harri-
gan had observed had become a most
regular patron Of the place, and whom
he was beginning TO get interested In.
stepped up to him and remarked:
Pardon me. Aren't you connected
with this theater?''
I am" replied Harrigan.
well, can you tell what has become Of
that handsome young Syrian dancer you
had here short time ago9''
Harrigan blushed, as he knew she
was referring to himself, and looked
sharply at her to see whether she was
on or if she really was in earnest He
concluded she was serious. He said: "Oh,
he was so bad we bought him a ticket
and sent him back to Beyrout."
Back to Beyrout!' she repeated In a
disappointed tone. well, If the manage
ment had any sense 1t would have sent
some Of the rest of you home and kept
the best attraction on Midway"
The conductor on an interurban threw
his passengers into a joyous state of hi
larity Monday afternoon. One Of the pas
sengers was young woman, evidently a
friend of his. He smiled graciously at
her each time he passed, but obeyed the
though he evidently would like to have
his leisure moments he kept his eye on
the interesting passenger.
''Kent street, he shouted, as the car
rolled along into st. Paul.
''Mackubin street," he called a few sec
onds later.
The young lady arose and walked to-
ward the end of the car The bell rang
and as the car slowed up the conductor
and passenger had chance to exchange
a few short sentences, After she alighted
the conductor pulled the bell cord. but his
eyes still followed the woman. Then he
put his head in the door and howled:
Friday night"
AS the passengers set up a shout and
began to look around the conductor
caught himself and shouted:
ST mean Arundel street :"