Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1906-09-29

er behind the left ear with a f1fty-eight-
pound dumbbell. Mr. Ransleld, who is at
heart most sympathetic person, quickly
regretted this manifestation OF humor on
his part and went out and purchased 10
cents worth of arnica for the gardener at
the corner drug store, after which he re-
svmed his hobby-horse exercise, the third
gardener not participating for the time In
the sport. Mr.. Ransfield maintains that all
of the effect and benefit of real horseback
riding to be obtained by riding hobby
horseback, and he has given orders that his
large stable of thoroughbred Arabian
horses. most of them presented to him by
the Bey OF Tunis and OF Tripoli. when his
yacht over in those waters last year,
shall be Immediately sold at auction.
Trance No: miss Berthe Frailey. less
formally aQd more affectionately known
as The Ankles by intimate friends, whose
long career on the New York comic opera
and extravaganza stage has been strangely
never been required to speak or say sim
gle word during any production. limiting
herself solely to ruminative parts In which
her statuesque proportions furnish all of
the necessary eloQuence. was the hgurante
IN an unusual adventure down in the prov
ince OF Sonora, in Old Mexico, last Tuesday.
Miss Frailey. as Is well known To the
American public. has been touring the land
of Montezuma for several weeks past in her
SS5.0O0 private car. accompanied by her
chaplain and a chaperon. On Tuesday last
Miss Frailey slipped away from her chap
lain and chaperon. and attended bull
fight.
SO inspired was she by the spectacle OF
the unimpeachable bravery Of the torea-
doris that she besought Gethecoinio. the IA
nous Spanish toreador, who was in charge
OF the arrangements, to permit her to APP
pear in the ring. The affable Gethecoinio
quickly fell in with her girlish suggestion
and loaned her one of his toreador rigs,
which fitted perfectly. all except the shoes
Miss Frailey fortunately had pair of high
heeled 1-B's-her size-with her When
she sprang into the arena none OF those
among the tremendous crowd knew but
that she was one of the regular toreadors
and when she performed the famous feat
Of waiting the onslaught OF the most savage
of the bulls while remaining calmly seated
in chair, piercing the bulls vitals with
the point OF her sword while retaining that
daringly auiescent attitude the crowd burst
into frenzy of acclaim Miss Frailey trip
ped lightly back to the dressing room. re-
sumed her travelling dress and regained her
private car, where she laughingy confessed
her successful little indiscretion to her
chaplain and chaperon, and declared to
them that she had enjoyed 1t more than
she had ever enjoyed the study OF any o:
entirely lineless parts in which she and her
strangely countourish neither limbs have
been appearing before the American pub
to visit (here insert name of city, presently
with the Fibber & Wheels Four-Flush
Company, with which organization her part
is still profoundly thoughtful but silent
one.
For the Soubrette.
Trance No. 5.-Miss Winksie Winedrop.
the ethereally gay little soubrette who re-
Gently picked up 100000 on the stock
market in playing Erie common, which
hasn't moved since the Seminole war,
the advice Of a noted fnancier who shall
be nameless here CTo Dramatic Editors:
Insert name If you want to-any old big
financier's name'n do) who became ad-
dicted to little Miss Winedrop some months
ago on account of her arch. artless ways.
has lately developed another of those
rious, yet amiable, fads for which she Is
noted. Miss winedrop has become a most
proficient bricklayer. Always devoted to
the most exacting forms of exercise Miss
Winksie toop up bricklaying for the pur-
pose of proving to a waiting public that
she is capable of doing something useful in
the world. something that will contribute
to the higher and nobler for which she
yearns. Every morning at about 4:l5, or
whatever modest hour she leaves Burns
or Jacks or Rectors. or whatever modest
little luncheon she repairs to after the per-
two broied live Holsters with the damp
trimmings-every morning she goes into the
back yard OF her villa on Riverside Drive.
overlooking the Hudson, and practices en-
Enthusiastically at her brcklaying.
Her assistant coachman and third cleo
trician mix the mortar and hand IL to her,
while her French maid picks up the bricks
which have been previously sprayed with
altar of roses-and holds them until Miss
Winksie is ready to put them in place.
Miss Winedrop wears elbow gloves OF Law
with hair and hat to match. The little
chimney which she builds every morning is
demolished during the day and the space
cleared for her to renew operations on the
following morning. Miss Winedrop claims
that the STOPPING over involved in this faddy
labor has caused her to lose all of four
and seven-eighths ounces of flesh, not to
speak OF the exalting example she is set
ting to the drones and idlers who persist
in remaining in the hay until the sun rises.
Trance No. 6-Mr. Jimmy Sewers. that
supple comedian who can fall downstairs
with trunk on top of him more graceful
ly and inspiredly than any other profound
student of the stage now before the pub
lie, recently completed a Encouragement Of
Sir Arthur Sullivans Lost Chord which
will shortly be given to the world. 1t Is
said to be decided Improvement on Sir
Arthurs composition. Mr.. Sewers himself
says
Trance No Miss Spike Soakem. the
champion female boxer and bag puncher of
the globe, has lately taken up painting in
water colors amusement to take her
mind from the exacting duties of her pro-
fession While visiting this city the last
time-and she is soon to come again-she
used in her water color painting water from
the (here insert the name OF the Potomac,
Ohio Mississippi, Missouri. James. or any
other river upon which the city in which
Miss Soakem is to appear is situated.
The above are just a few First Aids to
Press Agents" submitted in spirit of all
humility and benevolence. The public is
laundering and clamoring for at least an
occasional batch of fresh press agent stuff,
and we are for the public every time.
CLARENCE l.. CULLEN.