The Fairmont West Virginian. (Fairmont, W. Va.) 1904-1914, 1914-09-26

are you LuEinE me-
/ 40 Deianey's dressing room she
firmly. replied. pushing him aI1ead OF
| her by one elbow, fllte d country shefe
i taking his hrst local malefaetor 70
the lookup: and as ttiexetnbles as lnte-
| lenting fate, she, pnshdd him vi, tho
IEstaifs and into the star comedtan's
ltdressing room, where the grand glafnas
costumes hung upon their hooks IN
sgaudy array. and ! elancy own mus
lssy assortment Of grease paints lay
spread out upon .Ioseph's coat OF
chamois skin. ~, g,55
But look here. VI. persisted Blacks
ie, genuinely panic stricken: "you don't
know. what you're running i me up
against: i can'tr
.'Take of your coat and vest and col.
lar and tie and shirt, and rub that cold
cream all over your face" she ordered
"I'll be back as soon as I've seen
whether Melissa Trip is having fits
or only the ague."
"Just one moment commanded
Blackie, holding up compelling hand.
care you on the dead level about
this?"
"Why, certainly am: You're exact
ly Delancy's size. You know aIl the
lines, business and cues, and you know
the words and music OF every song.
You play the Grand Lama tonight"
"But sing like pig under barbed
wire fence" still objected Blackie.
who, however, had already removed
his coat and vest and was now tug
ging at his collar. -
Violet disdalned to answer that fool
fish objection and started out the door.
! but Blackie recalled her.
"You win" he gave In, "but want a
case OF 1870 proof rye up here in five
minutes" esI
Violet turned and contemplated him
thoughtfully. 5''I believe that is no..
BILE little idea" she agreed. "l'll send
for it right away, but you must let me
feed it to you. There's nobody in this
world, not even you yourself, can tell
as good as can when you've got just
the right edge on" "a
. Somebody repeated Blaekie's first
cue to him three times a little later on
and pushed him on the stage. he ut
tered the well remembered FIRST line in
a dazed air to no one in particular, and
out in front everybody laughed. As
one in a dream Blackie went through
the part Of the Grand Lama in pre-
ciscly the manner in which for
month he had been urging Delaney to
play 1t. When the curtain rang down
on the first act Miss Devoe hated him
for life, for the recalls were all for
him. Violet Bonnie threw her arms
around him with gurgles of joy.
"This is the nroudest minute Of my
lifem she exclaimed.
"Give me a goblet of rye" begged
Blackie huskiiy.
"Clear" yelled the stage manager
to the pro tenn star comedian and bis
wife.
sect out of the road. your snapped
grip man as he slammed past them
with set of marble steps on his
shoulder. GIL.
The next BIackie remembered was
having his costume torn Off him in
the dressing room and another one
thrust upon him.
you'd better step out and tell them
that Delancy's sick apd that an under
study was put on at a moments no.
tice,r, he suggested IN his only lucid I'M
tervnl.s I'D - .fs,sH ia, yTaa j.. I'll
Somebody laughed at that It sound
ed, like his wife. Then he was on the,
stage again and great, lpeals OF, laughter
were rolling NJ, to him and aver him !,
from out that vast, ynwning pit of dim;
human mistiness, !. IT, followed: him
wherever it went 1t annoyed lhim,l
whenever he. spoke, because he was
never allowed to finish what be had stolI
say, but there was something, inl IT.
that he seemed to like too. 1t seemed
to liver, him up and. make. him more
active.ss .a...z.. wxs aAis t50a3 ite Z,
It was SO \ all through the tplay. Be;;I
fore the evening was half oyer the ex7a
perienced Violet Bonnie went around,
shaking hands with everybody who,
would stand still long enough. and with
herself when nobody else was was handy
for "The Lama:s Coat was i sacross!!Yi,,
She: was the happiest woman in the
world. and the prpudest. for Blackie,
had done it nil! She told him as much.
over and over, until she almost mndes
him believe 1T after the last act. "A
''Well." he finally conceded, II never
would have done it, it it. hadn't been
for that souse.'H'i. y.n ssGeas B.a s|
"souse!' she :, repeated. laughing
"Why, Blackie, you haven't had
drink today" and she pointed to the
still uncorked bottle upon El ihis makeup.
table. Sl;!ti ,.a !, J, s' q. Z, =
finally believed that too. Somebody
get me corkscrew,ss,h he directed I've
got eight drinks ,cpming:!' .,il. ,...s.r !
The stage manager burst into tho,
dressing room just at Blackie, submits
ting to- Cocoon butter, was taking the
second Of his sbelated drinks and all
but embraced him. rs; FRA. ", III
"Your regulations made from this
minute" the stage manager exclaimed.