The Marshall republican., 1913-05-30
D0!kGS AT THE OPERA
By O. 8. PHILIPPE.

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31 asss ss over ~ 70 Tss;;;sssTsaEIl9sSs s
tMfdlfS OF IT. assfS3tAHfet Prom
"otN3k.F agsented bubs per-
l cssSRt ,S'isl ass ita65f3o,
my $500 Paris gown and my Russian
sablos and the diamond tarara | had
such a time getting through the GUS
toms house. and ] went in my new
$4,000 limousine, tool"
Wake upl" commanded Miss Fat
tershall. They'll let you in for less
than tbatl I went the other night
myself. and, really there's iust as much
.pfresh air up In the clouds as down in
thA parquet. The Wow was Grand. 1
Gould looh down .tnbos mosts o. the
tbPYiA and see, what ogrSery Bast peo-
pie were wearing. In some tafes II
16ad not eake long. >
There was one woman with u white
feather duster eighteen inches long.
stuck in her hair. who fascinated me.
Did she have a hole cut in the roof
of her automobile, or did she sit on
its floor while she was coming. or did
che stick her head out OF the window
all The way. as though she vas going
20 yell for the police?
81 noticed that most OF the women
had feather busters OF some sort or
other. more or less. fastened 10 their
coifurcs." Miss Fattcrshall went on,
"and that must have been why the
men were %cternally leaving the boxes.
] suppose they stood It rs long as
they could and then they had 10 retire
to tho lobby to snoosc. should think
each Of them would slip a pair Of
scissors into his yost pocket and snip
on those feathers when they became
troublesome. No matter whore tho
men rat or how they stretched their
neeks. those ~aigruttgs always struck
them right across the nose
"Ono young man kept stretching his
neck to get above the bird Of poffdise
that "a tickling his countenaucc, un.
III became alarmed for fear his
ncys would give way, under the strain.
Bul even from n distance / could toll
that he would endure FAR woFae for
the sake Of shgyawgfiGgwd that he
"The young 9ncst nreh draadftliy
funny! II oozes 0it arIoSef them that
they are tickled 90 pieces to DEMON
strato their social progroGs. They
seem TO be ~thinliug; Two yonrs ago
In the balcony. last year ~ the par
quot aud now hero | am IN q boy
hoerny' Bless their little heartf
81 raw my bose son ana hoIr. Ntl.
liam Farc-you-wcli pyc, I'm oao OF thc
boxes. lie was trailing Il slim ypcrs
person who looked like q pink iurka
from where | grt. Unless Nilillm
has sworn of since no d"iftcd away
from tho mahogany desk father pu,
IN hero at the office for him, ssSfik
snake IN his line Of yiFiaD .mUkgy him
feel right ut homo. Yet she r6cmed
ronl fiattered at having hln ash IA
though he had never laid eyes on
u pretty girl before.
81 got kind OF mixed on the op'ra
Itself, You see. | had read the librgttc
carefully. 30 ia know what TO expect
and Il certainly sounded exciting
There was the duel between the
rivals. for instance, with Lady
Leonora falling souscless nj tho furi
GUS clash OF steel by the two who
hated each other desperately. AZ
least. that's what the llhrctto led me
TO expect. What happened was that
after the basso had politely waited fol
the tenor to finish his warbling about
L hsuu hA kuaA anInu 20 a1unh HIM A.
mlncemeat the two crossed thoii
swords In the air as though preparing
f@t the chorus to walk under IN Q
procession, and Leonora brushed .
fly on her ear and gazod into the
wings while the curtain fell
Then" proceeded Misc Fattorshall
when the rivals are trying TO abduct
Leonora from the convent the libretts
told how distracted she was and how
she finally yields to the troubadoul
who carries her of trIumphantly
Well. | wish you could have seen hel
toddle meekly of after him. assthougf
she was going to buy n spool o.
Il. thread. and merely wondered who
could be the good looking gentlemaI
In front of her. a - /,
"nut say! When they como, I'm nni
> tell the troubadour that his lmathsI
is heing burned alive at tlia stake
l wish you could have seen the .wa,
that man throw his arms gr1cofull,
+ TO heaven and struck attitudes ant
4 tried his voice In different keys ant
+ warbled arias to Leonora. II was. Il
my mind. a mighty poor imitation o.
: man rushing 10 the rescue OF his poo
old parent.
I I'm bet he found only about a thin
a bleful of ashes when he got there
3 And" .
. But interrupted the s~tenogiaplIel
I from across tho hall, how about tn.
! musicY Wasn't there any music q
the op'rar
"Oh, YES" said Miss Fattefsball
hastily. II forgot that. Tho must,
wal perfectly grand. believe mel
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