The Washington herald., 1913-08-24

bit the end of her frayed little glove.
Wiley Curran looked nervously at her +:
Hen" he said sadly, this is simply
awful y
81 guess it is. Worse than COW
tracks. But the rubes are just spelling
to be stung. And now we're all go
ing to have lunch at the Metropole TO
meet Miss Norman. We're going to
advance Miss Lindstrom one hundred
dollars so she can get some travelling
clothes. Maybe"-he added delicately
Shed like to shop this morning."
One hundred dollars for clothesi
She looked helplessly at Mr.. Curran.
But here was Angel Hen McFetridge
calmly counting out the bills. She
didn't know what to do-she sat fin
gering them and staring. And then
she murmured some thanks and was
out in the sunlight with Wiley, blind
ed by the effulgence of the money
and its magic.
The conspirators back in the lobby
looked after her. Nice girl" sighed
young Mr.. Hanbury. SCOT me dippy"
Young man." warned Ben, you
amt no playwright when we get start
ed-you're only the advance man.
Don't let her worry you. You blow
over to the Mercury-Journal and slip
'em half a column. And slip in some
thing about me and Hen cleaning up
fifteen thousand yesterday on Tulare
oil up FIVE points. 1t reads good"
Morris Feldman's calf-like face was
put throughSthe box-ofice window :
Now, easy on this oil talk with the
papers. We're troupin' now, and don't
queer the show"
And after the McFetridge twins had
gone, Mr.. Morris Feldman hunched
young Mr.. Hanbury in the ribs. Don't
get so sloppy about the girl before
these two fatheads from California
Keep off their route. Let EN- unhusk
What we want is for 'em 10 loosen
right down to their shoe taeks"
Young Mr.. Hanbury sighed. He
was far too young to write plays even
if he was sporting critic OF the Du-
buque Register. But they can't have
the girl" he murmured. I'm dippy
it! I'm stuck on her, Morris He took
out the second act and looked over
it and sighed again-"Ain't you?"
In month" answered Morris SOL
emnly, soon as she gets to know how
to wear the clothes these two blobs
from California are going to buy, that
girl is going to pull the whole show
away from Norman-act or no actv
And the next day they went away
in a chair-car up the valley; nine of
them, the two angels in red neckties,
the playwright, the manager, the stage
director, the second woman, the lead
ing man, the juvenile, the heavy and
the star. The actors were all very
pleasant, which was right, seeing that
they had been stranded in Earlvilie
for week and none of them could
get their baggage out of the hotels un-
til the McFetridges advanced the
money. So they were all very pleas
ant, the second woman chewing gum
and reading a dramatic review, and
calling Aurelie, "Dearie." The rest of
the histrions sprawled about over the
seats, rather unshaven and dowdy;
while the heavy man told Aurelie all
about his wife and two babies, and
the petunias they raised in a window
box last summer when they were play
ing stock in Toledo. And by and by,
for he knew she had had her salary
advanced, and no one else had, he con-
fidently borrowed two dollars. And
that night the pink-cheeked juvenile
told her about the hit he made in Dem
yer in summer stock, only now he was
crazy to get back to Broadway and
sign up with Frohman, and he bor-
rowed two dollars.
And the next day, after the reading
rehearsal, when the others were there,