Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1913-09-16
CHAPTER XXI.
The Tinsel Show.


The publicity bureau had spread far
upon the value of that 100000
prize beauty" contest Everything
was fish. or more properly, Kosher
meat that came to the net Of Cohan
& Snitz.
l"And to think" murmured Mr.. Cur
ran that morning after breakfast at
the Sherman House, that Vawter,
the artist, and me Of the News were
at the bottom Of it," a
Aurelie had made a go Of 1t, that
was certain. Wiley learned Of her ho-
tel at the box office. 1t was one that
startled him, for the sober Midlands,
1t stood for all the city's opulence;
to Wiley it was barbaric. Byzantine,
dangerous. go
"What?" he muttered, has our
little Iowa girl got to do, living at the
Graystone? How the mischief can
she afford it?"
For he couldn't free himself from
Aurelie's vagabondage Of the rabbit
hunting days. She was many-sided
person who could skin rabbits or
sing enticfngly each night: II Were
the Only Girl in the World, Don't
You Think You Could Love me? or
some one other Of those American
folk-songs which the Hebrews write
for us and sell us. Wiley passed a
whole window pyramided with the
great song hit, and Aurelie's picture
was on top Of It
"well, TIL be damned" he said.
"You kid"
He went In and bought copy OF
II 1 Were the Only Girl, etc. Then
he ran across Jeffries Of the Times,
whom he used to know in Rome, and
who envied Wiley for being his own
master and the big frog in the little
puddle; and Wiley said, That's So"
but secretly envied Jeffries his place
in the big puddle of city newspaper
dom.
Then Jeffries said curiously: saw
you were in politics down in the old
town. wiley?" .....
"Sort of. The Delroy bunch got
me to run against Jim Hall, and, bless
me, II don't beat his head of In the
primary"
"Thunder-you in congress! Oh,
great guns. Wiley"
That's what they all say"
"Is Thad unanimous?"
"The old skunk will knife me. but
the court house ring Is about down
and out, I think. Had to put Harlan
Van Hart. on their ticket this fall to
sort Of brace it up. The people has
riz up, and let a yelp, Benny. and
I'm on the riz with 'em. Come on.
I'll take you to a show this after
noon"
"Ain't one in town worth killing.
whats the matter with The Girl
and the Burglar"
Some more bunk handed us from
Broadway. But the girl in 1t is all to
the good. She's peeled off a three
Dagger with this town.
"sing?" quavered Mr.. curran pal
pitatingly.
mot much. No one can in these
shows"
"Act?" continued Mr.. Curran, more
palpitatingly.
mot much. She doesn't have to.
Nobody does. But this girls got the
nerve and personality, and the dear
old pub always falls to that. She
Just reaches out over the lights and
grabs 'em with her smile"
''What-" faltered Mr.. Curran. rs
her name?"
"Ain't you heard? Aurelie Lind
storm. She came out Of your corn
belt somewhere. First season In Dig
business. Cohan & Snitz took her out
of a Broadway bunch green as grass
and the first night here she saved
the show by making faces. The lead
ing woman blew up and quit right
there"
Lets CO." cried Mr.. Curran.
Cant. I'm on the city hall today.
But take 1t in, she'll do to pass an
hour with"
Mr.. Curran hurried away. de
walked four blocks and gazed into
another store front piled with, II
Were the Only Girl, ETC., featured by
Aurelie Iindstorm in The Girl and
the Burglar" and then another and
another! And finally he went TO the
lake front and gazed on the massive
pile wherein she lived. He lost MS
nerve; he was afraid to go In. He
forgot all about congress and analrs
of state. He went to see a whole
sale paper house on business, ano
took in the Art Museum, resolved
that he would call on Aurelie at nVe
Then he reasoned that was too close
TO dinner and he'd be hanging arouno
in the portieres; so he dined alone al
the Annex and drank pint OF cham
pagne as riotously as a country edi'
tor can drink champagne. After dln-
ner II was too late to see her, so ne
concluded II would be best to watcn
her act first and make up his mlno
unprejudiced by personal contact. BY
great luck he got a ticket from
speculator, for the house was SOLO
out. His ticket was for the last row
down stairs, but he didn't care; II
was enough to be under the same
roof with Aurelie; the orchestra
sauawking and the program boys
hustling over his feet; and all abou'
him the dinner filled and waddly i'm
nortance with which people got &C
shows. Wiley had been long enougf
away from cities to take a pleasure
I'm watching the mob crowd In, ano
hearing the rustic Of their gowns ane
hats, and smelling their perfumes. Inc
esthete's soul in him drew away
from their lust Of feed and spectacle
their exploiting banality. yet he knew
this repugnance had no place in
nolitician and he was trying to be
politician.
Then the orchestra played tha