Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1911-04-06

CHAPTER XVI-Continued.
The performance concluded with a song
and chorus, specially composed for the
occasion. and sung by Mrs. farley and
her exhibits in spasmodic antistrophe.
Mrs. farley began:
Some ladies have one fgurc-one, home grown!
b. But ! have quite 2 lot. like Madam Tussaud
Just order me to make enr S and ri do So
I can make you wa1en figures that can walk.
or wave their arms. or turn and lock behind
Here. in attempting to suit the action to
the word, the singer tripped heavily over
her own train. and was only saved from
complete bouleversement by the miracu-
ed arm of Henry the Eighth. who was
sitting close behind Binks continued,
quite undisturbed:
And some Of them (the female ones3 can talk.
And it's wonderful how useful people find
so send for Mrs. farley the spot!
And she'll reproduce each feature that you've
It will save a deal Of trouble
Which VIII do your work when you would rather
Nov then; waxworks: All together:
Give them lead. Sousav'
| Mr.. Sousa Second from the end. o p.
side) obediently began to agitate his
baton. partially scalping Sunny Jim in the
process, and the waxworks sang out.
fortissimo. with distinct but unevenly
distributed accelerando toward the end:
Then send for Mrs farley on the spot!
And she'll reproduce each feature that you've got.
AZ your business she will see to,
| II you'll only put penny In the sot!''
The tune was good, and the chorus went
with q swing. But now g. difficulty arose.
The second verse should have been sung
by one of the late occupants Of the back
bench-Dorando, to be precise-and Mrs.
farley. realizing the circumstance, was
on the point Of beginning it herself, when
mufled voice. proceeding, apparently,
from the internal regions, struck into the
opening lines. Dorando faint yet pursu
ing, was evidently determined to fulfill
bis contract, even If he had to do it on his
head. For various reasons Chiefly dust
and incipient apoplexy). hts articulation
was not all that could be desired, and the
verse. which told Of the ingenious device
Of one Tommy Sparkes. who, faced by the
prospect OF corporal punishment,
| sent for Mrs. farley the spot.
And explained that be was going to get 1t hot
whereupon that resourceful lady
made a figure. small and rudy.
And TIE nSurs S got"wh.t Tommy should have
| got!'
was lost upon the audience, But every
one took up the chorus with will, and
Itne tn1rQ verse entered upon us career
under the happiest auspices.
On this occasion the lines were dis
tributed among the figures themselves.
''Now Mrs.. Bumble-Doodle gave a ball.
began Queen Elizabeth;
But twenty seven men all wired to Say"
continued Peter Pan;
That they very much regretted, after all"
caroled Sunny Jim;
ITO hnd they simply couldn't get away"
beloved voice (Oliver Cromwelrs) from
under the platform.
SAID Mrs. Bumble-Bo in despair"
resumed Master farley. after yell of
laughter had subsidized;
The ball will be q failure-not a doubt of it!''
announced Pierrette. with finality.
1.-THE sirla won't ind q single partner there
walled q waxwork in q kilt POSSIBLY Rob
Roy or Harry Lauder)-
| There was q break. The piano paused
expectantly. and all the waxworks turned
their heads (most unprofessionally) to see
what had happened to Cherry Ripe whose
turn 1t was to sing the next verse. APP
parentIy that lady had permitted her at
tention to wander, for she was scrutiniz-
| ing the audience, to the neglect OF her
cue. The sudden silence-or possibly the
attentions Of Master Jarley who BUSTED
up and assiduously oiled her mouth and
ears-seemed to recall her Grant wits.
| "Sorry!' she remarked, calmly, and
sang. in o clear voice
''Oh. what a mess! How are we to get out Of
| it,"
"she sent for Mrs. farley on the spot!''
detained that lady. triumphantly.
And the girls we're quite content with what
True. a dummy cannot dirt:
But he does not itesr your skirt,
Or say that he can dance when he cannot!'
"Now. then. all together!'
Mrs. farley, waxworks and audience
swung into the Anal chorus. Even the
-four inverted Casabiancas at the back as
sisted by swinging their legs.
.'She sent for Mrs. farley on the spot!
And the girls were quite content with what they
Who says: I don't much care for dancing.
But don't mind sitting out with you-eh,
But Cherry Ripe was not singing. She
was saying to heIeelf:
Not in the bah and not behind the
scenes! / wonder where he can have got
to. He may have missed his train, of
course; but then he could have wired,
Ehours ago. Well. Hughie, mon ami, If
that's the way you treat invitations-"
But the curtain had fallen, and all the
waxworks were scuffiing off their high
chairs and trooping to the dressing rooms.
Cherry Ripe. following their example, put
an arm round Pisrrette and said:
Come along, Sylvia! Home. supper and
a dance! That's the program now"
On reaching Manors Joan inquired of
Mr.. Goble:
is Mr.. Hushie back, John?"
| "'Deed, no, men,.
Amy telegram, or anything? asked
! loan carelesalV