Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1900-07-16
FlRsr TINE Al q SHOW.
The Lastins lnDrsssien On ths Hen.
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Chance and rainy night found . lit
tie box party at q frugal repast Of old
fashioned melodrama. There was the
''real thing villain doing bovine stride
across the stage and masticatins his
whiskers, q, ffail girl who locked like she
needed three course dinner more than
the husband for whom she was pinins
and the foreman OF mine who was de-
termined to die honorably In and for the
love Of somebody.
.Do you remember the arst show you
ever saw" asked one.
Yes. 1t was Hazel Kirke.' The show
came to my little home town up In Maine
My guardian took me to see It. For two
weeks inter 1t left haunted our old mill
dam looking for young ladies who might
fall into it. i became 30 internal morbid
the doctor took It for liver complaint and
filled me full OF calomel. My sisters had
q taffy pulling at our house . few nights
aftcrward. swallowed q hunk of the
stuff and was salivated for month
Mine was Ranch No. TO- or some
thing like that said another. II never
can forget the play For an hour before
the curtain rose / sat in the gallery front
row and tried to look through the drop
curtain. It seemed like an age. At last
the mnnhole opened and the orchestra
came up. That in itself was hit with
me. Where they came from was past I'M
derstnnding. Nobody near me seemed to
know, but when the leader blew his
breath against space and thousands Of
lights burst into bloom, grabbed hold OF
the railing and held on. had no idea
when the wheels would move and the
whole theater swim of into eternity to
the music that rippled under us, yet al
ready the great wonderful building was
lurching from side 10 side, like d ship in
storm. Through the mass Of enchant-
ment came the sharp, keen tinkle OF a
bell. It struck into harmony multitude
of sounds just as the swirling melody in
the orchestra pit swooned away. was
at the time devouring bag Of dates
when some bronzed denizen OF the docks
leaned over the tier above me and grab
bed the bag. was about to protest
when be made such a hideous face at me
sneaked way down to the other end Of
the seat and remained breathless. Agnin
| the bell tinkled, and up went the curtain.
| "A vision Of lovcliness smote me to the
| heart! You could have run over me with
q hose wagon, and would have been
/ glad. My lower jaw fell. ny eyes opened,
and the rest OF the night l was in a
| trance.
From a woods where trees grew in
/ velvet stepped out a human being that
was not all human. He was part divine,
wearing boots that looked ten feet high.
Ills hair curled in unison with lis
i mustachc, and across that stage he strobe
like king.
1t was confusing. Still knew that
somewhere on earth people walked like
that. Perhaps in the palaces had read
about in the yellow backs. Somehow l
seemed to have faint recollection of
them and to have been among them, but
that was thousands of years before.
II was with him. for he had no more
idea OF fear than mouse has OF Thanks
4 giving day. followed him through
duels with pistols and with swords l
saw him killed three times, and three
times he assembled and went back to
work. marked the villain and would
have gladly gone around to the stage en-
trance aud put him on to what was be-