Forest City press. (Forest City, Potter County, D.T. [S.D.]) 1883-19??, 1914-04-24
That's what they all say"

AN OAA "AAA AAAA SA1s Wv
the courthouse ring Is about down
and out. 1 think. Had to put Harlan
a Hart on their ticket this fall to
sort OF brace it up. The people has riz
up, n let a yelp. Benny. and I'm on
the riz with 'em. Come on. I'll take
You to a show this afternoon"
Amt one in town worth killing"
whats the matter with 1.-The Girl
and the Burglar"
Some more bunk handed us from
Broadway. But the girl in 1t is all to
the good. She's peeled off a three-bag-
ger with this town"
"Sing"" %quavered Mr.. Curran palpi-
tatingly.
Not much. No one can in these
shows
"Act?" continued Mr.. Curran. more
palpitatingly.
Not much. She doesn't have to.
Nobody does. But this girls got the
nerve and personality. and the dear old
public always falls for that. She just
reaches out over the lights n grabs
'em with her smile"
What faltered Mr.. Curran. "is
her name?"
"Ain't you heard? Aurelie Lindstrom.
She came out Of your corn belt some
where. First season in the big bust
ness. Cohan & Snitz too her out of
a Broadway bunch green as grass. and
the first night here she saved the show
i ny IudhlIl8 x6COS. LII lG6O1IlS WOilA1l
blew up and quit right there"
Let's go!" cried Mr.. Curran.
Cant. I'm on the city hall. today.
But take 1t in. she'll do to pass an
hour with"
Mr.. Curran hurried away. He walked
four blocks and gazed into another
store front, piled with IL l Were the
Only Girl" etc.. featured by Aurelie
Lindstrom in 1.-The Girl and the Burg
lar" and then another and another!
And finally he went to the lake front
and gazed on the massive pile wherein
she lived. He had lost his nerve: he
was afraid to go in. He forgot all about
congress n affairs Of state. He went
to see a wholesale paper house on bust
ness. and took in the art museum, re-
solved that he would call on Aurelie
at S. Then he reasoned hat was too
close to dinner and he'd probably both
er her and six or seven m~illionaires
who'd be hanging aroun in the por-
there's: 81 he d1ned alone at the Annex
and drank a pint Of champagne as ri
otously as a country editor car drink
champagne. After dinner 1t was too
late to see her, so he concluded 1t would
be best to watch her act first and make
up his mind un%prejudiced by personal
contact. BY great luck he got a ticket
from a Spectator. for the house was
sold out. His ticket was for the last
row, downstairs. but he didn't care; it
was enough to be under the same roof
with Aurelie; the orchestra squawking
his feet: and all about him the dinner
filled and waddly Importance with
which people go to shows. Wiley had
been long enough away from cities to
take a pleasure in watching the mot
crowd in. and hearing the rustic Of
their gowns and hats n smelling their
perfumes. The esthete's soul in him
drew away from their lust Of feed and
spectacle. their exploiting banality, yet
he knew this repugnance had no place
in a politician and he was trying to be
a politician.
Then the orchestra played that CHR
rupy. zing-zing music. with which all
musical comedies begin. and the cur
tain shot up to discover that theatric
novelty which all good shows must
have-the dilemma of the rich young
man. This time he was in disguise
daughter of the Wall street operator.
Then the German innkeeper, the Eng
fish lord. the American aunt. the chauf-
feur, the waiter. the girls In the
cafe. the cablegram. the ticker. and all
those novel things for which the Amer
laugh delightedly. There wasn't N
burglar. but he was necessary.
Mr. Curran waited feverishly. That
kid. something surely would go wrong
and spoil his delight!
But-she came.
Mr.. curran forgot to breathe. She
was beautiful. n yet not so as he
had seen her in the woods. But 1t
wasn't that-out Of her Astounding and
fun loving health came alternately q
droll abandon and then occurrences;
h was apart from all the professional
people about her because of the de-
light with which h romped through
her part. She hadn't a ghost Of a stage
voice, or a stage look. or a stage walk;
the people were beginning to laugh
when she came on, and she was laugh
ing with them; and out Of the silly
dialogue Of the rich young man. who
delighted everybody by stealing the
chauffeur's coat. she drew more 50
mirth for Cohan & Snitz.
She a act!" gasped Mr.. Curran,
Mortified. It's just only Aurelie!"
That was it. Just Aurelie enjoying
herself immensely. laughing in a Won
drous creation Of a gown that wilted
Mr.. Curran even to think upon. Then
she began to sing. still in a great good
humor. that heart throb Of the Am
erican people: If I Were the Only
Girl in h World. Don't You Think
You Could Love Me?" Inc the boys in
the gallery raised a tremendous racket.
She had to sing it four times and each
time Mr.. Curran rocked and moaned.
"She can't sing! Oh. Aurelie!"
But presently. with the uproarious
pleasure Of all these people, a great
rapture came to Wiley Curran's heart.
She. was just Aurelie. yet magically
she won her way. all health and grace
and honest gaiety. That was all she
had to give.
He went out after the act and had a
drink. the tears in his eyes. 1.-The kid
the dear kid" he murmured, and had
another drink.
When he got back the stage was a
great splash of color. girls. hats, gowns,
arms. legs. imitation champagne, con-