The Prescott daily news., 1908-03-25
A Change Of Bill

..he stage
 |tbsnged to s. o noon,e glanced at
 ID .r rosrams and stumbled over the as,r ssa.ss p,D which announced senor Avar- pal'' .nd Dainty Marguerita in the
 ll' ,su anu death-defying knife-throwing
 I u,sb they wouldn't have such sa,d the woman with the firm slu'I1 'sin In the first box. Tt Is so nerve, I.,esing! What # knife shoula |sip? ,o,, lie breath with |.,s same mental question as the cur ..,, S went up and disclosed the large |pDrght n'a board against which Dainty Dainty |gLsrauerita ,L twice a day was outlined sr @ ,bp deadly hatchets and knives of |,ss N sDanish gentleman attired in crim- s0n and yellow and with the sweeping ~n.tacbe Always when he first came ]. and bowed to the plaudits Senor syarillo was wont to wave hand up ",.a and through one side of the mus ..,ho hefore he gracefully whirled sbou, toward the board. Marguerite, rnsmIlingly lowing, wondered with a dull weariness how many hundred limos she had seen him make that Identical gesture.
 There even had been a time when | shs too, admired 1t, but that had hsen three years ago, when she had ust married him and he had cared |aSOut her It had been some time now since she had come to realize |bst everything was ended for her. When Ayarllo grew tired he also erew brutal Not that he struck her. His cruelty was as graceful and subtle |as his stage gestures. When she had reproached him with the patent fact that he cared for her no more he had merely murmured endearing phrases in his own tongue and smiled, |snd that smile had piled the last stone lon the tomb of her hopes. It was not love for him, AS she watched him sorting his deadly weap- oDs and noted his gratified vanity at the interest of the spectators she won dered if she did not hate him des-  |perately. She had reached such 2 negative state of mind that she was bot certain even about that. She was only deadly tired; tired of the botlights glaring in her face. of the rustling of the half-seen people In he body of the theater. of the orches- Ira music, and, most of all. of standing fastered against the board.
 once he glanced at her seeingiy, and his eyes were malignant. They enansed as they swept to the wings, where stood the song-snd-dance wom. 9n' who came next-all pink satin and rouge, With her languid eyes bent upon him. Marguerite understood. but leaiousy did not torment her, for one se's beyond that after a time. She dld not care.
 IL came to her that if only she sOaid care about something - could
 " happy or enraged-life would look Simpler.
 mere came an excited rustling from
 Ie spectators as the large frame p.''eu over With manila paper was set " ID front of her as she rested saas' ua the board. for this was the 1''iiing male of Avarillo's act. When 'us was thus hidden both from him m. u 'ne people in the theater, the s, 'i' With an apparent blindfold over -' eyes hurled his knives through the s. s', up and down either side of her. h. .Aen' With a flourish. tore down VI. nimsy shield to show Mareuer,ta s.ae, m anu smiling amid the shining one counted mechanically the a,hos ana thuds. One-the knife |pa Ips sa ioot' Then gradually they crept
 Ds, ie'' side toward her head
 sos siVhenlng disgust. the climax of kuaaa a''ery' swept over her. With q |Bsarvas "efceness she desperately hs, s'sea ai.t behind the paper barrier from |IDo pJs,uon r,,, toward the right to he in |thsr ",'n ., the course of the knives as |sss, ssy should make the turn Nr,,ps over naS aS
 .rS %. ana creep down that side. ! |lns u, Sinslng knives were making the bad mp,. p 'ne left side, from which she |er~anS S'ea' at her waist. little high. |spoth" u 'hen from the spectators a with su bas cry as the knife. on a level three ino, neart curved and landed
 Ns,a nVnes closer than it should,
 ed her s,S was pause as if they await. eontinOaa' sn'iek' and then Senor Avarillo
 rhaped raa his throwing. ' A'"''.'o tapea ,"C woman against the hoard eiaated e' o' mead and stared with fas. | A eu tSe eyes, in which borror .'n n,o,,' las pierce Tua.e hau that had been thrown to nsht ,n neI heart. The spectators h ro