The Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1???-1928, 1905-08-17


Do you know what society enter
tainer is. Miss Monahan? No? Well,
look at me. Yes. I'm one. Miss Nance
Olden. whose services are worth $50
a night--at least, they were one night.
Ginger brought me the note that
made me a society entertainer. 1t was
from a Mrs. Paul B. Gates, who had
been charmed by your clever imper-
sonatiens. Miss Olden, and write TO
know If you hate the leisure to enter
tain some friends at my house on
Thursday of this week"
Had | the leisure we'll ratherl /
showed the note to Gray, just to make
ner jealous. (oh. yes. she goes on all
right in the act with Lord Harold
every night. Catch her letting me wear
those things of hers twicell Well, she
just turned up her nose.
"Of course, you won't aecept?' she
said.
"Of course, | will"
"Oh. only thought you'd feel as !
should about appearing before a lot
of snobs, who'll treat you like a serv-
ant and"
who'll do nothing of the sort, and
who'll pay you well for it, put in
Obcrmuller. He had come up and was
\ reading the note | had handed to him.
You Just say yes, Nance" he went
on, after Gray had bounced of to her
| dressing-room. ut isn't such q bad
graft and-and this is just between us
! two, mind that little beggar Tausig,
has begun his tricks since you turned
his offer down. They can make things
hot for me, and if they do, 1t won't
be so bad for you to go in for this sort
Of thing-unless you go over to the
Trust"
| shook my head.
well, this thing will be an ad. for
you, besides-if the papers can be got
to notice It, They're coy with their
notices, confound them, since Tausig
let them know that big Trust ads, don't
appear In the same papers that boom
antitrust showsi"
"How long are you going to stand Il
Mr.. or"
Just as long as can't help myself;
not minute longer"
There ought to be q way-soms
way"
Eyes, there ought, but there isn't
They've got things down to a fiut
point, and the fellow they don't feal
has got to fear them. III pu
your number early tonight, SO this
you can get off by nine, Good lucl
Nance"
At nine, then, behold Nancy Olden |
her white muslin dress. long-sleeve
and high necked, and Just to her shoe
tops. with big white muslin sas
around her waist. Oh, she's no bab,
Is Nance, but she looks like one
this rig with her short hair--or rathe
like schoolgirl which makes II
stunts she does in mimicking the corl
ers of the profession all the more su
prising.
We're just little party" said Mr.
| Paul Gates, coming into the bedroo
where | was taking off my wrap
[ "And I'm so glad you could come. +
I my principal guest, Mr.. Latimer,
an invalid, who used to love the th
aters, but hasn't been to one since b
/ attack many years ago. count /
: your giving him, in way, condens'
l history in action of what is going {
on the stage"
] told her | would. But didn't ju
! know what was saying Think
Latimer there, Maggie, and think
! our last meeting! 1t made me treI
: BILE. Not that fancied for nome
, he'd betray me- The man that hel
you twice don't hurt you the thi
time, No, 1t wasn't that; 1t was on
that | longed to do well-well befo
. him, SO that
3 And then found myself in an alec
Q off the parlors, separated from the
$ by heavy curtains. 1t was such
D pretty little red bower. Right behil
K me was the red of the Turkish drape
of coy corner, and just as to-
g my place under the great chandelit
: the servants pulled the curtains aps
and the lights went out in the parlo
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