Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1904-07-18

| SYNOPSIS
Nance Olden the light Fingered. who has just re-
ceived a stolen gold watch from her pal. Tom
Dorgan. seeks safety in empty. carriage
the part Of a young lady from boarding school
suffering from oversfudy. and makes the bishop
| for whom she has been waiting
| With cropped hair and in buttons Nance is
| "Nat." bell boy. In Brooklyn hotel. where
is stopping Mrs. Kingdom wealthy widow.
who, is being cogrted BY one George NORWAY;
diamonds and exctedly rings for a bell boy.
Nance responds and anohserved finds the jewels.
With the police whistles ringing in her
and pursued by Norway Nance jumps
low garden wall and darts into the house.
women's clothing In these she arrays herself
and descends into the garden. where she is
Latimer Invalid. who had her hasty
entry upon his domain. and. craving excite
| the police and NORWAY enter Latimer intro
| duces Nance Mise Omar. who reads to him.
is suspicious of Miss Omar but Nance outwlts
| him and finally. when they alone. she cor
mopds to him. Nance puts Tom Dorgan onto
Lat.mer's place. They attempt to crack 1t,
| Marco is 'Iet on y To free Tom Nance goes
to shopl!fting. She enters department store
maniaing' piece of Malta lace Passing
herself of as floor walker Nance gets pos,
| darts into apartment house. where she
makes her way to the roof A window of the
next house Is open 8nd she climbs In and Is
captured by Fred Oeermuller. who occupies the
room. He is a vaudeville manager. who sees
In Nance the ma king OF an actress. Nance goes
into vaudeville and gets mixed up with th'
stars" diamonds. She plays the part of
Charity Girl In sketch and outshines the star.
VII.
And that's why, Marguerite de Monahan,
1 want YOU to buy a with the madam here.
Let EN- keep on calling It Troyon's as much
as they want. but you're to be partner on
the money I'll give You If this fairy story
lasts. I'll be your 6wn. Maya sort of COM
mission you get0on my take-off of you.
But If anything happens to the world-if it
should sc crazy, or get sane, and not love
Nancy Oiden any more why, EcTeN be
place fo- me. too
Does It look that KAY? Divil a bit. you
Croaker, 1t looks-it -looks-listcn and I'll
tell you how it looks.
1t looks as though Gray and the great
Gray rose diamond and the three Charities
Lad all become a. bic IF background for
Nance Olden to play upon
1t LOOKS though the audience likes the
sound of my voice as, ,much almost 1 do
myself. anyway, as much as it does the
sight Of me. - ! >: ar si..-.a,- -. .--
1t looks as though Skile press if you please,
lad discovered q 4iew' sta sc star. for down
comes a little reporter TO interview meme,
Nancy Olden. Think of that Mag. I re-
ceived him all In my Charity rig, and in
Obermullers Office. ana ',e asks me silly
questions and tel hin lot of nonsense.
but some truths. too. about the Cruelty.
Fancy, hi. didn't know what the Cruelty
was. g. p. c. c.. he calls it. And all the
time we talked a lOnS-hetred German artist
he had brought with him was sketching
Nance Olden in different poses. Isn't that
the limit?
What dye think Tom Dorgan.d say to see
half page of Nancy Olden In the X-ray?
Wouldn't his eyes pop? Poor old Tom!
No danger-they won't let him have
the papers. My old Tommy!
What is it. Mag? Oh, what was 1 say
ing7 Yes-yes. how it looks
Well. it looks as though the trust-yes,
the big and mighty T. T-short for theatre
cal trust. you innocent-had heard of that
same Nance Olden you read about IN the
papers. For one night last week, when q
just come off and the house was yelling and
shouting behind me- Obermuller meets me
in the wings and trots me off to his private
office
What for?" I asked him on the way.
You'll find out in minute. Come on.
l pulled up my stocking and followed.
You know | wear it in that act without a
garter and it's always coming down the
way yours used to, Mag Even when it
doesn't come down l pull 1t up, I'm so in
the habit Of doing 1t.
! A little bit of a man. bald headed. with a
| dyspeptic little black mustache turned
| down at the corners watched me come in.
! He grinned at my makeup, and then at
Clever little girl" he says through his
| nose. How much do you stick Obermuller
| for?'
Clever little man." say 1. bold brass
| and through my own nose, none of your
! business"
"Hi-you. Olden?" roared Obermuler. as
| though I'd run away and he was trying to
| get the bit from between my teeth. An
| swer the gentleman prettily. Don't you
| know representative of the mighty T. I.
| when you see him? Can't you see the syn
| dictate aureoe about his noble brow? This
| gentleman. Nance, is the great and only
| Max Tausig He humbleth the exalted and
| uplfteth the lowly-or. II there's more
money In 1t, he gives to him that hath and
| steals from him that hasn't, but would
| mighty we'll like to have. He has no con-
| science. no bowels, no heart. But he has
! got tin and nerve and power to beat the
| band. In short. and for all practical pur-
| poses for one in your profession. Nancy
Olden, he's just God. Down on your knees
and lick his boots-trust gods wear boots,
| patent leathers-and thank him for permit
| ting 1t. you lucky baggage
1 looked at the little man; the angry red
| was just fading from the top of his cocoa
| nut-shaped bald head.
You always were fool opermuiler, ne
| said cordially. And you were always over
| fond Of your low-comedian jokes. If you
| hadn't been so smart with your tongue
| you'd had more friends and not so many
enemies m r.t7.
'In the heavenly syndicate. Ell? Well.
| have lived withoutA''h
You have lived but"
But where do I expect to go when die?
| Good theatrical managers Nance. when
| they die as individuals go to heaven-they
| get into the trust, After that they just
! touch buttons; the trust does the rest Bad
| ones-the Nckers-the Fred Obermullers-
| go to-a place where salaries cease from
| troubling and royalties are at rest. It's a
| slow place whereEwhere, in short. there's
| nothing doing. And only one thing s done
the kicker. It's that place Mr. Tausig thinks
I'm bound for. And it's that place he's
| come to rescue you from. from sheer good
ness of heart and wary eye for all there's
| in it, Cinch him, Olden, for all the traffic
| will bear
1 looked from one to the other-Obermul-
| Ter. big and savage underneath all his gay
| talk. knew him well enough to see that;
! the little man. his mouth turned down at
| the corners and a sneer in his eye FOR the
| fellow that wasn't clever enough to get In
| with the push.
''You must not give the young woman the
| big head. Obermuller. Her own Is big
! enough, I'll bet. as 1t is. Amt prepared
| to make any startling offer to little girl
| that's just barely got her nose above the
wall. The slightest shake might knock her