The Montgomery advertiser., 1905-12-17

Thomas Montclair was an extraordinary y:ung person. He was drawing a big salary and was the favorite star of the great theatrical trust. According tc his press agent, MT. Montclair's artistic temperament had made of him a singu- | larly assinine young person. Mir. Mont l clair, whose real name was Martin | stood for the stories of the placing ot oak leaves on the pavements around his hotel to keep pedestrians from dis
 turbing his artistic nerves; of his love of Wordsworth; of his fondness for l birds and flowers and the simple things of the pasture and field, because he had confidence in his press agent and want ed the money that accrued from these efforts on the part of that active indi- vidual.
 In reality, Mir. Montclair had fond ness for dog fights. and read The Sport ing News more than he read the lines of his play. Wordsworth was an un- known quantity to him and he would have given more to shake hands with Napoleon LaJoie than to have dined with Heinrich Isben. But MT. Mont clair could see little gain to be gath realized that after a solid season on Broadway, he was in for a season of one night stands and his next stop was Peaville.
 Whats the outlook for this tank?" asked Mr. Montclair of his manager as their special car sped Peavilleward.
 Pretty nice, Willie wires me-" ex- plained that important individual. Pretty nice. New theatre. Town crazy about you. Willing to pay any thing to see you and Willie was willing to allow them the privilege. From what I hear I wish all of these tanks were like Peaville."
 well, I guess it might be worse" growled Montclair, and he again di- rected his attention to his unwhole- some-looking pipe loaded with plug of the leading magazines were filled with his pictures and autographs re- commenting various and sundry Turk ish cigarettes.
 70. don't know. It's pretty hard to spend Sunday in dry town" murmured the manager.
 This town can go playhouse over more blame fool things" observed Mir James O'Leary to his good friend and co-political worker. MT. Abe Bodenber- ger. as with MT. Albert Scott the three stared at highly colored Autograph depicting the climax of the third act of MT. Montclair's production of Lady Clement" The three sheeter was the work or the pest lithographer of Goth am and stirrngly depicted MT. Mont clair as Henry Atmore in the act of rescuing Lady Clement by the force of argument contained in the muzzle of a sS Smith & Wesson
 "A few weeks ago the people went batty on reform" went on O'Leary. and now they are just as crazy about this fellow Montclair. I've been fool enough to expend a couple of bucks of my hard-earned funds to see the guy myself" he admitted smiling Euiltily.
 Me too." sighed Bodenberger and Scott showed his ticket as the best evil dence of his falling in with the herd.
 O'Leary continued to study the post CT. Suddenly he emitted a Hibernian howl that caused the other two to look up in amazement.
 "What's the matter?" asked Boden- berger, 'Hydrophobia or the pip?"
 ''Worse," yelled the Fenian, "I have a nIan by which We can cure the good town of Peaville of the distressing dis ease of reformitis. Listen he com rnanded. and he pulled them into a con veTfient cabriolet.
 seated at a table they found Mark Pylant. sheriff of Peaville County, elected four years before through the instramentality of the machine whose