The Pacific commercial advertiser. [volume] (Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands) 1885-1921, 1904-09-04

bordered on the ludicrous, and one OF
| the characters committed suicide in the
! last minutes OF the play IN order to make
| It possible for the hero and heroine to
stand virtuously hand in hand as the
curtain fell The provincial playgoing
public, which, like other publics else
+, where, heartily dislikes anything in the
| least unconventional, laughed, wept,
| shuddered and went away happy. MIR.
| Saxemundum forsook Virginia cigar
cites in favor of threepenny cigars, and
the world went very well.
Before tine arrival of the new leading
man, Enid had begun to lose her en-
thusiasm for the stage. The constant
association with good-natured but ur-
educated and unwashed people, the bare,
poky dressing-rooms in fifth rate thea
tiers, the sordid lodgings in towns COM
posed mainly of factories totally unre
lieved by trees or gardens, were begin
ming to tell. Until the arrival of Blyton,
the romance which her imagination had
invested III the stage had been very far
to seek. he man who had played the
hero was a cockney of the most COM
mon-place type. He was most kind and
most thoughtful, but the constant drop
ping of his wears away tolerance. Bly,
tons arrival was very welcome to Enid
She found herself LISTENING to his voice
and watching his clean-buiIt. well-set-up
figure with delight Never had the
part, she thought, been played before,
and there were tenderness and a re-
spect in his way of making love on the
stage which made the evenings work
pleasure. Then, too, in the most unos-
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little thoughtful things were done to
made point of choosing her rooms. He
filed them with flowers before she ar
rived He took care that a cab should
be waiting for her each evening to take
her to and from the theater He him |
self conducted her TO any places of in |
terest there might be in or within rea-
sonable distance of the town.
OF course, people talked. People al |
ways do. But, until the night before |
Blyton's month was up. no one said a
word to Enid. Then. the girl who play
ed her sister could refrain no longer
Well Miss Edwards she said, under
lining her eyes with black stuff with a
hot hairpin, '.and how will you like it
when Mr.. Blvton leaves us and Eric
Thurloe comes back"
Ends brush dropped out of her hand
and fell on the bare boards of the
with bang. when does
Mr.. Blyton leave? she asked, trying to
Disguise the catch in her voice
Saturday night, dear, said the girl,
,heerfully In one way it'll be better
,or the play To my mind, B1yton's too
much of a gentleman to play lord I
hink Thurloe's better from the front be-
;ause he has TO act it. The public don't
the quiet method. Only this
my landlady's brother, who's
he special CORRESPONDENT of the Era
old me he thought Blyton was stick.
He's supposed to be a lord he says,
therefore, he says, why don't he dress
t like a lord?' he says. He comes on
n quiet clothes, for all the world like a
I. P. or an ordinary gentleman. Where's
he pink shirt and the diamond pin?' he
avs, and the white spats p"
Enid picked up her brush slowly, and
glanced at the bunch of flowers on her
lressing-table with eyes filled involun-
arilv with tears
"And I agree with him. continued the /.
,irl, in a loud, cheerful voice. You see,
n the stage you must put on the color
llick. Take me, now. Here | am play
ng poor clergyman daughter, your
lister, and one of fourteen | have a
inc to say that more often than not we
it with the gas turned down, being so
oor But what do you thiek would
appen if | didn't wear silk openwork
tockings and glace kid shoes, and all !,
hese diamond-paste, | mean-rings?
Why, the papers would never give me
notice, and the public would be dis
ppointed. It's the same with Thurloe
When he makes his entrance in our gar
en- in Somersetshire in midsummer in
tall hat, a frock coat, pepper-and-salt
patent boots, brown spats, and
n ebony stick with a silver knob, srnok- !
lg cigar with the label on it, he gets
round, because he's obviously lord.
Whereas Blyton, in a straw hat and
nit of gray fiannels, might be the sec I
nd man. nd goes unnoticed. See my
ONT, DEAR"
Yes" said Enid. stopping a tear {
uickly with her rabbits foot.
"Of course, dear, you'll miss him;
hats cersain. He's that kind. But. I
fter all, the plays the thing, isn't it :"
''Yes," said Enid.
In the distance, the orchestra struck q
p Sousa march, and shrill voice +
houted in the passage. It
Quarter of an hour, please" {
Il think Blyton might have told you, a
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