The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1910-10-26

HOMELAND SET TO WORK TO MANUFACTURES
 SOME CRUDE POSTERS.
 into parts only three days ago. I've got the play, and half the parts are done.'
 A new play by Sidney Cremer ought to be a draw even here," said Lillie, land Lord Bob is brand new as new as tomorrows bread"
 "Lord Bob," by Sydney Cremer- Loyeland remembered seeing the post CTS up in New York, and for the last year or two the young American play wright's name had been well known even in London. This piece Love1and believed had been produced for the very first time on his first night in New York. Yet these transformers had got hold of it.
 'There are only three women-two girls and an old lady-in the play. That would suit all right said Eddy eagerly. ''As for the men, it isn't quite so easy-never is. But there are only five Ones a servant, another policeman. And there's no scenery to speak of. I guess we could fake.''
 Loveland, whose idea it had been to put up the entertainment, went out at once, luckily catching the local man ager of the grandiloquently named opera house just as he was virtuous- ly setting forth to church.
 Jacobus, 1t seemed, had settled up all right with him the night before, and he was surprised to hear of the flight. He stipulated for two-thirds of the profits, if any, above expenses and would not unbend.
 All the rest of the day Loveland was busy. He finished copying the parts, which must be learned and rehearsed, so that the play might be produced tomorrow night.
 There was Q newspaper in Ashville which came out once a week. and the company decided, after stormy de bate to spend one of the six dollars in buying from the office large sheets or rolls of the coarse white paper on which this weekly publication was printed. Having secured a good SUD- ply and obtained black paint and big brush from a sympathetic sign painter who was a customer of the hotel, Loveland set to work, with Bin ney's aid and direction. to manufac- ture some crude posters.
 He announced in black letters so gi- gantic as to be almost convincing that the principal members of the little human f1ower's'' all star company had been persuaded to remain for special three nights engagement in order to produce the sparkling comedy Lord Bob," New York's latest and biggest success, by the popular playwright. Sidney Cremer.
 He toiled like a slave through a whole day and hslf a night to save Ed Binney fatigue.
 After midnight. when the impromptu posters were ready. Loveland and Pa Winter went out together with big rolls of paper under their arms and huge pot of four paste stirred up (for the sake of Gordon's beauX yeux) by the hand of the landlords niece over the kitchen fire.
 What remained of the night he spent in committing to memory the part of Lord Bob, for which, without dis senting voice. the five other members of the company had cast him.
 They went out to rehearsal early next morniHg and were thankful that there had b\,n neither rain nor snow to destroy the fragile posters. In front of one which Noveland had put up on the face of the opera house stood a girl and an old man, talking in low voices.
 "I shall certainly write and tell them what's going on,'' remarked the girl to her companion, who was probably her father '1t's a shame. Something ought to be done.'
 EfWe might telegraph if you think it would be worth while,' replied the old | man.
 LoyeIand heard the words, spoken as the pair turned away to walk down the l street toward the residence part of the town. but he attached no importance to the disjointed sentences.
 Everybody was in deadly earnest, 1 and the rehearsal went off very well, 1 all it's disadvantages.
 Ed Binney's cough had not i'm proved. but he was kept up on strong hot coffee, and they got through the 1 performance that night, two men short, | almost without Il hitch.
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