Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-10-27
The Manicure
Lady
By WILLIAM F. KIRK.

ut HEY'VE been getting after
the plays lately, haven't
they?" said the Head Barber,
throwing aside the morning paper.
Il should say they have" said the
Manicure Lady and as the old gent
was saying up home last night, it is
about time that something should be
did. | amt been TO see none of the
daring ones. but from what l hear
some of them is pretty risky. l
wouldn't go to no show like that any
how, and besides, the spectators has
all the seats"
THE producers say they are giving
the people what they want observed
the Head Barber.
They are giving the people what
the people are being taught to want
by them producers" declared the
Manicure Lady. Gee, | don't know
what this town is coming to. People
are saying that it is getting wicked,
but it amt that If it was only d
little wicked with some brains thrown
in. it wouldn't be so bad. The town
amt getting wicked, George-it'S
getting simple minded. The town is
wiggling and swapping its fingers
like a cabaret dancer. The town is
sides.
1.-The only plays that l ever liked,
George, or at least the plays | liked
the best of all, was the pretty old
rural dramas. l know the wise fish
nowadays wouldn't turn out to see a
play like Shore Acres, and if good
old Denman Thompson was in his
prime now he would starve. | can
see them old plays now, when | shut
my eyes. They was all about the
same in a way, but they was all fine.
There was always the old homestead,
which at least one of the family
didn't want sold. 1t had been the
home of their dads and granddads,
the family had moved to the city and
got proud, and now the old home
stead had to be sold.
"One little daughter stuck by the
old home with her dad and mother.
And in all of the plays she had a
beau with an honest heart and warts
on his thumbs. His father would own
the next farm, of course, and it had
always been the dream of the old
folks that the two would marry and
then the two farms would become
one. Then along would come some
young city fellow, usually a surveyor
ne WOulu De the .NllldlIl, anu uOT
know why they always picked out
that profession for a villain. There
is a lot of surveyors that is perfect
gents. Anyhow, he would come there
with his city ways and his oily tongue,
and he would steal that little gal
away from her fair minded Jasper
| beau. She would find out before it
was too late that he was a villain
and while she was finding that out
| her jasper beau would be finding out
that there was oil on the old home
stead and that the villain knew it
all the time. The end of it would be
| that the surveyor would have to go
| back to his compass and the gal would
marry her Abner, and the old home
stead would be saved"
"They always had a swell male
| quartet Of rubes in them shows
! too" said the Head Barber. Il used
| to like to hear them singing My Old
Kentucky Home and Way Down
| Upon the Suwanee River | guess
you are right when you say we are
| getting foolish in the head. And ]
suppose there won't be no more of
them good old plays. It's too bad
too. Me and the Missus would &c
oftener if we could see something like
that, but | amt going to dig up four
bones to go and see a problem play
! that deals with the same problem
Adam and Eve knew about. And !
wouldn't go across the street to see
a musical comedy no more, so when
we don't go to vaudeville or the
movies we have some friends up to
| the fiat or go calling on them That
way we won't get poisoned none"
You're right, George" said the
Manicure Lady. You have the right
| aneCdote."