The San Francisco call., 1909-04-25

/ sat there crying and at last the chorus work
was over, and lot of them came down and patted
me on the back. 1t felt so good couldn't bear noA
to belong to them and to "The Bales in Woodland"
Lowell just called me into her room because some
she once knew somewhere had sent her box
of candy. 1t must have two or three dollars.
Feb 29-To go on with the notes about my hfe
They didn't fire me. The next morning the "old
man" sent word for me to know The Five Little
Pckaninnies' for rehearsal When got there with
the other girls Grandcourt up singing "Pierrot,
Pierrette, | Love You Yet" "Old Bill looked
around proudly, but nobody liked it. She sings
through her nose l am going to give S. to Hart
well to- send home because her mothers dead.
March 1-Mr. Bradley introduced me to young
man who travels for silver firm. Oh, yes-about
that song. After Grandcourt had finished got my
chance with the Pckaninnies again, so without say
ing anything they began plan my
costume. "Il be hung if that song ever gets on,
swore the stage manager Its no place for it,
in French pink boudoir."
Mr.. Orden looked awful quiet as if he hadn't heard,
and talked with the But it isn't in yet, and
the second month has come, and The Babes" was
a great success after we'd got little sleep Well.
l suppose the is making his thousands
of it. Pm glad somebody's rich.
March 5-The young man who travels for the
silver house took Lowell out to supper instead OF
was standing right there in the wings, too.
Men is unsincere.
March 6-Aint IT awful7 haven't been asked to
sing in the Little Pckaninnies yeti I've got an
awful cold in my head.
March Had a letter from mamma. She says
I'm famous in Paris, Ohio Well, that's some COM
forti There's many girls acting in Chicago.
March 10-"Hullo, Minnie" says Miss Wyncote
to last night; I'm going sing The Little
Pickaninnies next Monday night and you're to
stand next to in line and do your cute little
dance" Say you could have knocked down with
featherl OF course | might have known she'd
have gotten the song But she can't dance Thank
heaven, l amt been so fed up lobster and cham
pagne that 1 can't get around pretty lively yet
March 21--I went to lunch yesterday with man
named Bowsox.
March 30-Well, the costume of the Little Pick
aninnies" fitted me ike potato peel We sang it
last night. Say. it knockout. Mr. Bradley
says the audience was tired of the pink French
drawing room, anyway, and glad of change Audi
ences as a whole, he says, are shifty. First Miss
Wyncote sang her verse all through, then chorus
joined in, and then out and danced-like a bird
1t was something like the Dutch danes only more
niggery Well, they clapped and clapped, and Miss
Wyncote swept on and bowed and then they clapped
harder, and she looked worried and then ~Old
BilI came right over to himself: you've got
to do that dance over" he says, glum man you
owe money to- Then we sang the last chorus verse
over and danced again, and everything lovely.
except that somebody says MissSVVyncote cried all
through her powder when She toddled back to her
dressing room OF coufse hate<to make a lady
cry. But what was she expectingGs She isn't any
FRITZ Schefl Why, if it wasn't f9gEfhe Jofpnies
who come to see her figure She woufdhft1be prfna
donna. My voice has six more notes than hers,
three below and three above. And the playwright
came up and shook my hand, for of course his song
goes though he didn't write the dance
ITO T1r-- NJ