Catoctin clarion. [volume] (Mechanicstown, Md.) 1871-1940, 1913-10-09
NOT IN THE PLAY.
ActH Found Martyrdom to
Which He Resigned in
SANITY Manner.
BY MRS. GENERAL PICKETT.

right dangling helplesSly III a sing,
and rides triumphantly Off the field
with me.
by the Lord Harry" said the hero
one night when he had dropped me
after we had achieved our exit, IF
you gain another sixteenth Of an
ounce the company will be wrecked
The prospect threw me into state
of extra biueness, which ought to have
relieved me Of many pounds. While
was in this state OF woful, IL prosper
Jus looking, uncertainty, | recovered
consciousness one evening in the sec
ond act on the hospital cot, where the
hero was in the habi. of depositing
me after my rescue, and saw a new
ace bending over ME with an express
sion which must have looked very
sympathetic from the front. Hereto
fore ! had been accustomed to open
ing my eyes upon shock-headed boy
with a pug nose and habit of jab-
Ding me on the forehead when he
ought to have smoothed my pillow af-
fectiOnately.
Where am I?" ! said in the lines Of
the play, feebly, but with due refer
ence to the pit and gallery. Then in
an undertone-"yoA are an angel
Tell me who you are and how you
came
You are safe, rescued by the hero
ism of your noble captain" she re-
piled for the Information Of the
audience To me privately" Don't be
goose and spoil the play"
watched her as she performed the
duties which the playwright had pre-
scribed as necessary to my restora-
lion to active service in my countrys
cause, my heart sinking as | realized
that ii was all for the entertainment
Of the sOuless public When her blue
eyes were turned upon my face in ten
der solicitude, fell into deep depres-
sion, rejecting that it was only in ac-
cordance with explicit stage direc-
tions. 1t was not long before the state
of my mind began to prey upon me to
an alarming extent.
by UC HdlluOlu. lhO
hero-not that the hero knew what
his halidom was any more than | did.
He had been reading historic novels OF
the middle period with view to dis
covering a character worthy OF his
histrionic abiity-"me worthy squire,
thou art becoming lean and hungry
Cassius. Gadzooks! ! could circle
the tower with thee by the strength
of my good right ARM
After a time Lois told me her sor-
rowful little story.
If people had not fancied that |
was pretty it might not have happen
3D." she said despairingly. Why did
they ever think so?'
Il suppose. because they are not
blind"
Don't be stupid in real life. It's
bad enough on the stage. didn't mind
It as long as it was only papa and the
aunts and uncles who thought SO.
Your own people have a right to
think anything they want about you.
But when Mr.. Bracebrook took to
thinking SO, it was more than | could
stand
Who is Mr. Bracebrook?'
oh he is "a mana rich man.
If / were a girl would rather a
rich man would think me pretty than
d poor one" | said with sinking OF
the heart as | reflected how insignlti-
cant would be the value of my opinion
OF any girls beauty
You never We're girl. You don't
knew anything about it. Mr.. Brace
brook is siXty-seven years old
There is no law either in nature or
courts of state that requires man
to lose his sight at sixty-seven.'
NO. but | am-seventeen.'
Adorable age."
And he wanted to marry me and
that is all, except that papa wanted
him to and that was the worst
of all"
oh, SO you ran away and came
here?"
Papa and your manager are old
friends. Once when we were rehears-
ing for charity play the manager
came and watched US and gave US
pointers. He told me that If ever |
should want to go on the stage in real
earnest | must come to him. thought
then that | never should, but | reck-
oned without Mr.. Bracebrook."
However we'll adapted might have
become to my minor part the play was
bound to come to an end with the pub
lie. Plays are like human lives; they
are born, they live their little term,
they die, and new ones take their
places.
Then we brought out that little
thing of Clitch's wherein |, in the
character of a desperate villain, lead
party Of freebooters against castle
in which the princess Is lodged for
safety and incidentally carry off
Lois as the oriental maid of the
princess.
One day at rehearsal she told me
that she had seen her father.
He did not see me, but he may at
any time"
He will never recognize you In the
play"
The popular idea Of oriental
beauty as dark and lustious he'd
completely hidden the blonde identity
of Lois.
Il can't stay shut Up all the time
rm on the stage"