The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1903-11-01

be stuck on each odder's company, and
don't have to have in de ~neighbors to see
how comfey dey is getting along.
what do you want Ell to do, woman"
I asks her. do you want EN- to have de
limelight trun on EN- ali de time when dey
is satisfied for to be up stage. and doing no
song and dance for de gallery; or do you
want EN- to rough house for a romance?'
Gould you write a play about em?" says
Duchess.
mo, nor you couldn't write no Police
Court story about EN-. II dat Is de kind
Of ting dat you calls romance, why do you
let out such a high c brand of holler when
1 takes a night off witout asking you to
keep tabs on me route?"
'It Is of a difference" dat goil says.
Zones own husband must be of de be-
havior conventional; but de husbands of
odder women is of de commonplace when
dey is always a cat by de fireplace. One
does not wish to be a play, but to see a
play"
OATS a funny ting about women, and I
hasn't found de ting about EN- dat's not
| funny, dat you never hear EN- talking about
husbands what is de kind Of husbands dey
wants for themselves. OATS de difference
between husbands and bonnets; every wom-
an would like her bonnet talked about, but
| none Of EN- wants DER hubby de talk of de
town. Even de women dat changes hus-
| bands near as often as dey changes bonnets;
dey want de husbands dey has to be a good
boy; dough its dollars to d~oughnuts dat de
reason dey picks out a new husband was
dat he ~rough-housed his own fireside, and
so made q hit wit de divorce-and-remarry
star.
But, as 1 was saying, Mr.. Paul, he looks
up like he'd just had "A dream dat was true,
and he says, Me DEAR" he says. TN
thinking of writing a play"
what will it be about?" asks Miss Fan
ME, ''crime or crinoline?"
Oats de very point" Mr.. Paul says,
pushing his glass to de edge of de table so
as I'd know 1t wasn't out of commission. 81
has 1t all settled but de subject"
Perhaps IL don't need none," Miss Fan
ME says. Some dat we has gone to dis
season had no subject visible to de naked
eye."
But dey was wrote for gold. not fame"
says Mr.. Paul. $50 long as I has you, a
loaf Of bread, a flask of wine, singing by de
side of me In de wilderness, 1 am to de
good" he says, two UP, and one to go,
wit de clubhouse in sight, and all me new
balls In de caddie's pockets, and all his old
balls in me club bag"
Paul" says Miss Fannie, what In ever
are you talking about?"
Heaven he says. Now I'll tell you
about me play. De dilogue will be spark
ling, witty and epigastic-"
How's dat? E~pigramatic? OATS de void.
/ didn't have quite a strangle holt on 1t.
Some of MIR. Paul's woids. like dat one, he
makes up as he goes along, just to give de
ha-ha to de void books.
"Dat'n be splendid" Miss Fannie says.
''Dere's everything In de di'logue."
Everything but de dough-" says Mr..
Paul., t%aughtful like. "a play wit noting
but beautiful di'logus would have to run on
hot air; and I'm told by certain gents in de
business end of de profession, dat dere is
noting in dis wide woild dat will shrivel up
so fast under de influence of a strict hot
air treatment as a play"
Den you must give 1t something else,"
Miss Fannie says, getting interested.
80 I am told by de experts I has en-
gagged to advise me. I shall have a sus-
pended interest hung up In de foist part Of
de foist act, and never cut it down till de
curtain at de end of de last act"
IT should tink 1t would holt de interest
for to be hung so long, Miss Fannie says.
Couldn't de poor ting be let down now and
den, for de doctors to feel of it's pulse. and
see was it alive?"
dat will be a good ting" Mr.. Paul says.