New-York tribune., 1903-03-22

Maud in fifteen minutes ago, but 1 haven't
seen her yet Seven o'clock, you say?"
The IdIer grew mellow in his mood. He
noticed a tall girl in black standing in the doorway
talking to a theatrical manager. Her golden hair
like a halo against the light without All
that gIttters is not gold. even in a halo" he
thought, but sti-a managers life IS not all
thorns and nettles.'' Presently she called TO one
of the soda clerks with familiarity of long
to-nership. for plain soda and received II at his
hands over the heads OF small matinee girls
who were giggling into their glasses. She drank
II slowly in the doorway while the manager talked.
and outside the heads Of the passers bobbed by in
endless procession More women came in well up
holstered by nature or art, and adorned by the
5eweNer They too ordered soda. and the tooth
brush counter was pressed into service. Most OF
them had been TO Mr.. Blue Beard
Amt McAvoy funny said one. holding her
handkerchief the swelling front Of her bodice
lest a drop Of orange phosphate should stain the
silk
Yes" said another who eating vanilla ice
cream greediIy with long handled spoon which
had tried TO be a contortonist when young. but
what took my eyes was the scenery Ny IT must
have cost a sight Of money! That's my Idea OF a
show
More chorus girls came in There was fine air
Of Unconcern about them, bred Of long familiarity
with the fact that they are Indispensable members
Of society. The soda clerks nodded greeting over
spIashed and dirty white Jackets. and shook
their drinks into a foam with particular good will.
The Idler looked kindly on themY too 1t was the
eyes for him. which was untraditional and grieved
who used to study Caesar and walnut fudge with
From Brooklyn. Re said to himself
Later three, youths entered. They ordered Ice
cream soda philosopher has rem remarked that no
yTility than that Of male eating ice % cream soda
IN proof of their manliness. and ogled the chorus
srs for further aFEument S youth snd6sr y6esfI
met the glance OF two dark eyes below the roll
Of q pompadour.
He went outside presently and stood on the cor
ner. The chorus children who appear IN Mr.. Blue
Beard" had finished dressing. and were coming out
OF the stage entrance OF the theatre Their toilets
had been hastily made perhaps IN stray Of
the passages. and on their little cheeks the paint
was pitifully apparent in the bright daylight
They poured out TO the street chattennG gayly
however as children do who stream from school
Of an afternoon and they dangIed their cloaks
their arms trailed them over their should
erT banners OF the spring. They talked among
themselves OF their shop. OF their triumphs in the
ballet or The Song Bird Of Melody IL dAns nt" and me-, one
oEte leer that vas sHaae9 h,r noafs and
in obedience TO the ancient call OF Nature The
ider corraIed three Of the little girls and bought
friend Just then apGesred IS friends have n;oT an
ns mood: Come Up TO Alfred M he Hsr,zs tavern
sHf hays s55 he s tR de is
gated to s2da-to soda. violets. asphalt and The
You are involving yourself in contradiction
In terms"
Not st ALL" said the IdIer. 'Tt is very plain
you have never seen The Prince OF Pilsen' -
Have missed much?' the friend asked anx-
iouGly.
Hun said the Idsr Well: there's %, only one
ing"
The Idler lifted his eyebrows By way Of inteTro-
Eation, at the end Of the first act
Well said his friend. the violets there
ell night q great bunch Of them dollhouse or
property. / don't know which, with song to
match And In sure there vas soda, not Pisner.
IN those stems the students waved high when
tAsy sang about dear Heidelberg, e Ia college glSs