The star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1908-1909, 1908-06-23
CHAPTER X.
NV HATEVER may be the effect
w elsewhere of such orders as
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letters ana OBJECTS or Jest in the dress
Ing rooms of the chorus ladies of that
well-known temple of mirth and music.
the Long Acre Theatre, on New York's
Great White Way, where Patsy and
Nora were playing.
The particular dressing room they
shared in common with seven of their
fellow singers and dancers was a good
sized one under the roof. Around three
sides of 1t, against the whitewashed
walls II between the windows, were
long dressing tables, in rear of which
We're mirrors. On the remaining wall,
which was pierced by the door. were
COWS of hooks for hanging hats and
clothes. In the centre was a marble
washstand with six bowls in 1t. Chairs
formed the only other articles Of furni-
lure.
As recorded on the program, when
they happened to be favored with a
part hat carried with 1t the signal
honor of being designated in print, h
roommates of the O'Brien girls, a
comedy assortment of blends n bru-
nettes, We're Minnie Sultzer, Inez Blair,
Evelyn La Rue, Rita Nichols, Lou
Archer, Nal Delaney and Sylvia Simp-
son., a 'show girl"
Seated at her table one evening, Nora
paid little attention to the other girls,
who were changing from their street
costumes into those in which they
were soon to appear on the stage. She
was thoughtful and wore a worried
look as she poured ove a sporting
daily. Patsy had not yet arrived.
Inez Blair was entertaining her COM
panions with an account of an adven-
ture with a stage door johnnie" whose
advances she had resented by threatens
ing to call her brother and a policeman.
when Mrs. George Adams Coote, who
presided over the wardrobe, entered the
room. She vas a corpulent, vivacious
person who some time in the distant
past had been a chorus girl herself.
She was never tired of asserting that
she had once been slim, with a form to
rave about, though the girls refused to
believe hat she ever weighed less h
200 pounds. f4aa1 te4n sa
"Say, George, did you mend that
waist?" asked Evelyn La Rue from her
toilet table, interrupting the story of
the "Johnnie's' discontinue in order
to ascertain.
at certainly did, Miss La Rue" the
woman assured her.
"Well, I hope it stays up. You must
"a used a redhot needle and burned
thread last time, for it fell right off my
shoulder" Evelyn declared.
Most of your clothes seem to get
that habit, Miss La Rue snapped
Coote. you ought to leave sqmethin'
to the imagination. Rita, seen Miss
Simpson tonight?"
NO" replied Rita. "She amt here.
She won't come before the second act.
She's bein' bridesmaid to Maize Jones'"
Miss Jones had been a chorus girl for
several seasons at the Long Acre. The
announcement of her marriage was
news to Mrs. Coote.
For goodness sake, that man amt
married Maiziel" she exclaimed.
Looks that way" chimed in Mai De-
laney.
Amt them saucer-eyed blondes won
ders, thought" commented the ward
robe woman.
No; it's mommer that's the WONDER
corrected Lou Archer.
That's right, LOU" assented Evelyn.
"a mother can do anything for you in
this business. from maxim you a star
to a duchess"
Mile was curious to know whether
MdlZle ) 0uSDdDQ was wealthy.
HES from ~Pittsburg," said Lou la
conically, and amid general laughter.
mo use cryin' over split milk, but 1
wisht we'd "a played Pittsburg when
1 was with 'Evangeline,' ;" sighed Mrs.
Coote. Il ulster make a real cute boy"
You'd make a dozen now was Eve
lyn's disparaging criticism.
Coote was touchy on the score of her
- -. -. 1..-t-
to her excessive e~mbonpoint.
You chorus girls is too fresh,' she
retorted w%rathfully. I'd hand you a
slam in the map If 1 wasn't a lady"
please DON'T" expostulated Milly,
plaintively. "Everybody's fightin', Pat
sy an Simpson scrap at every perform
ance, an now you two's %beglnnin'. My
nerves is just gone all to the devil"
Half hour! Half houri Half hour"
came the warning cry of the call boy
in the corridor outside.
"Patsy's late as well as Simpson," re-
marked Coote, sitting down to mend a
tear in a dress. rs she at the we'd
din too?"
Not on yer life!' declared Inez.
"She can't stand for Maizie's push"
Milly wondered what Simpson wore
at the wedding and hoped she would
come straight to the theatre from the
ceremony.
"She won't lose n chance to maks
a gallery play to us" Inez assured her.
Talk about marryin' easy Pitts
burgers, she don't have to. She's got
money enough to buy a prince said
Evelyn obviously.
shes awfully aristocratic in her
IDEAS" put in Mai.
Her mother ulster wash for the best
families" observed Coote without look
ing up from her work.
1T don't know about that" said Mil
ly, but Simpson made her money In
Wall Street"
A boisterous outburst of hilarity
greeted this information.
"Milly, when 1t comes to a stall
you're a %tapioca," declared Lou pity
ingly.
"She did" insisted Milly, IAN she's
goin' to give me a tip on stocks as soon
as I make a lot of none on the ponies.
Girls, don't you wish we knew Who'd
win tomorrow"
II wouldn't mind KNOWN the name
an address of a horse that's goin' to
win," admitted Inez. "Say, Nora..' she
added, you don't happen to know of
a 100 to / shot that's due to be UNI
corked tomorrow"
mo, 1 wish I did," replied Nora.
"Say, you look all to the bad tonight,
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