The San Francisco call., 1909-05-09

Then the rest of the thing went on just it al
ways had night after night for months, and Mr..
Bradley went through his three lines all right, but
nobody laughed. 1 guess Chicago is easy pleased
was so excited when 1t time fcr The Pick
aninnes Old Alabam' could hardly get into the
rig And in the wings stood Miss Wyncote.
Feel my hand" says she I'm scared to DEATH
and her hand was like ice. But she strutted and
got her note all right. Then danced, and got en-
cored four times. Old Bill wouldn't ler go out
the fifth time and the owner patted me the head
afterward.
We've got great little dancer here says he.
Cant I be the understudy?" says 1. quick-like
that
~Grandcourt is understudy' growled Old Bill, and
the owner just laughed
was that depressed in the dressing room could
hardly keep from boohooing right out before all
those ladies; some of them talking very grand
about Sherrys and DeImonico's and Rectors' al
ready but my dance was over. and even if did do
we'll what do l get out Of it. thinks Just IL 4
weekend hard work-and mammals sick and Paris
Ohio is such long way off Not letter from
Jim Burns either>. Men unsneere-
Then it was time for the merry-merry m act g.
and then we got dressed for the New York Peaches
song 1 was scared I didn't think that audience out
there had taken to the pink boudoir and al the
heroes and eagles and pickannnies and things
bit Perhaps The Babes" wouldn't last any longer
after tonight anyway; perhaps ~The Babes would
Just turn up its right here, then you could have
knocked me down with featheri ! looked up and
there was Grandcourt getting into an all white cos
tune for that song and every bit OF IT. inch Tor ineh
like Miss Wyncotes.
Every one IN the dressing got quiet as If
one Of those pins you've heard about going
drop.
What scheme to get attention to herself, but how
dared she7 She smiled just as usual, siding OF
the door with her hat in her hand because it
big Then she put it on, and there Miss Wyn-
cote all in white in the wings. She just blazed She
rushed at Grandcourt and shook her her teeth
clicked.
~You impudent horrid, impudent. disgusting impu-
dent" she screams, "how dare your" And Old Bill
came rushing up. For Gawds sake, Miss Wyncote,
he says, @it's almost time for you go You've
got a lot of lines-keep cool, keep cool"
'It's your fault, you horrid impudent, horrid i'm
pudent"-she began him, and then she began to
laugh do you think I'll go IN the gown
chorus grl?" she asks in a grand Then she
begins to cry and had Mysteries, and somebody led
her to her dressing ROOM and Old Bill pulls his hair
and grnds his teeth "Oh, well" he says last with
grin to Grandcourt you go on-youre her
understudy; now's your chance"
c Grandcourt Strengthened up and smiled At him,
then she draws away from and smiles proudly
if she already and takes step toward the
I stage then she keels in dead faint-from
citement.
Old Bill was frantic and we was an scared to
death. The star came off and says, My Gawdi What's
y the matter you all dead7"
I "No," says I, mot dead, but sleeping"
: Perhaps you can go on" says Old Bin me,
I casticaly
, "Oh, very WE'LL" says l. tossing my chin in the air
: and making for the stage thought of FRITZ Sche
i I thought of all the others and knew was one Of
them (To Be Continued Next Week.