The Washington herald., 1913-08-17

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back to the old town: And on VIVA,
the McFetridge halt miihon wouio
have done if he had found It! bul
they were right. Wiley would nave
seen only stars in the COW tracks-he
never saw anything but stars, some
way or other. But ne smiled cordially
| It's great. boys. Come round to the
News tomorrow and see me-.
Sure We want some stuff in the
/, papers about us. Who's doing the
Earlville Mercury Journal correspon-
dence?'
Miss Amelia Parsons"
,"Oh. lordr cried Hen-"we're on
big as a house! Wen have two-col-
umn cut made of us and shove it in.
Maybe YOU can use one in the News,
400"
Surely" Wiley laughed-since the
days when they and Rube Van Har,
and all the kids batted. flies on the
News lot he had enjoyed the McFet.
ridges.
Same old town, Wiley"
Same old town, Hen
What it needs is a few funerals.
Maybe some of 'em will drop dead
when thew know Ben and me got
money. Where can a man get drink
in this town easiest?"
Wiley looked at .Rube Van Hart
! Rube winked at Wiley. The Macca-
bees were cluttering up the hall with
cake and conversation, and Old Now
nv and Hicks, the pressman with their
enormous reception badges of white
satin and wired roses, were enough
for welcome committee. Rube
| winked at Wiley. and the four went
out and downstairs.
"I'll bet" said Hen to Ben, that
there's been as much bootleg booze
drunk at Carmichael's stable since we
sold out as before, and that's going
some"
Rube arranged a row of beer bottles
along the side of a horse stall after an
errand to the hay. Shut the door,"
he said: .the Iethodists are coming
home from Mrs. Blake's, and Car
micbaers irving to corral an agree
ment with 'em TO do all the hauling
for the assembly next summer. Car
michaers wife is going TO Join 'em to
cinch itp
"Oh, lord! roared Ben, Same old
town.
"Wem throw a fit into en-" said
Hen; watch us
Rube and Wiley drank their beer
and listened. Poo. old Rube, who once
had batted 400 with the Cubs. and
was now chambermaid to Carmichels
horses. and Wiley T. Curran, who had
the ink OH his hands of three dollar
and twenty-five cent printing Job from
the Gem Restaurant! They listened
hungrily to all this magic-they, too,
had come back to the old town!
SAY" went on Hen. after all the
West had been rehearsed, we got a
scheme that's a wonder. We're going
to buy the tin opera house.
Crazy about the show business"
'Why, these old zooks here don't
know they're alive" continued Hen.
what do they get here? Swiss Bell
Ringers and Flint. the Hypnotist or
some dead one with picture show on
art, that these women's clubs round
up. If you want to go to a show you
got to go TO Earlville. and the blamed
cars stop at eleven-fifteen. Now, amt
that nice for a man with girle Sup
pose he wants to pull off little eat
49, sHN SHS"'
"Oh, my Aunt Maria! whispered
Wiley softly. Where-thls side of
Chicago?"
Leave it to US. We had more fun
out in Frisco with the show business
than anything you ever heard of.
These actors and managers think
they're wise. and they did get some of
our money, but we had our fun.
Backed one show and it broke up for
twenty thousand--but that's all right.
You see there's always a lot of phony
shows around waiting to be financed,
and when Hen and me sail in like two
little angels from the long uncut, they
can't do enough for US. And when
we've had all the fun We want we cut
the string, and down comes the show
Hop
rubbed his aureate nose.
-Four shows now out on the coast