The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1914-11-15

her voice getting choked up with tears
or excitement or something We could
have taken a dozen or so more encores.
But when The Savage had sung as long
as she possibly could she ran off the
stage and fought her way through the
crowd of girls standing in the wings, al
though they tried their best to stop her
and to wiring her hands and pat her on
the back. When she had staggered over
to her dressing room she jerked 1t
open and then slammed and locked IL
right in the face of Mr.. AL Meyer who.
l think, would have Rugged her If he
had caught her.
Here were The Savage and I alone
again, and without word she threw
herself into the chair before the mir
ror and then flung her arms on the
dr. ssing table and. burying her head in
them. sobbed out loud. Just as if she
were little girl who had stubbed her
toe. But she was all right again before
the finale, and when the act was over
and the curtain had gone down it was
wonderful what a fuss they made over
her.
Father was there and the lady from
Cos Cob and mother, in new dress,
which | think she must have bought
with another little something on ac-
count My. but THE Lady From
Longacre" was mad. and went about
telling every one that she could have
got those encorcs. too, If anybody had
told her what the old thing (meaning
mc) was about. The Musical Director
I came back on the stage. grinning all
over, and The Savage did the only Thing
that ! ever saw her do that | thought
was unfair to me. She ran right nm to
the Musical Director and threw her
arms around his neck and kissed him
on h"th che, ks. | suppose he is a good
eh"ush Musical Director, but he di-
r''t'd the songs for all the other ladies.
ana | didn't see them kiss him.
MA 'Hc newspapers We're fine to us tho
next morning and one said Ailcen
Mooney would wake up to find herself
iim"us' which | hope she did. Another
paper warned everybody who went to
see our play TO he there 10y Q O'Clock.
because that was when The Savage and
| dId our turn. That day Mr.. Van
lsenberg had "A big sign painted that
called me THE Song Hit of the Century. "
and had it put on the top of high
building on Broadway, and that same
night think they must have played me
in every cafe and restaurant in New
York
1t certainly was funny to see all the
beautiful ladies and gay gentlemen
seated at the tables with the red lamp
shades on them nudge each other when
the band started to play me. and hear
them say: That's the hit from The
Lady of Longacre.' Two or three DAYS
later they began sending me in little
pastebOard tubes all over the country.
| and in almost no time | was whistled
and sung and played in every big city
and every little town from New York to
/ the Pacific coast. The orchestra PLAYED
me very well at some places, but the
! pretty young girls in the small towns
land every one of them who owned a
| piano had copy of me, in my green
coat with the gold trimmings) always
| played me-oh SO badly They didn't
! known what | meant at all.
Aiccn Mooney and | stayed at the
same theatre in New York for six happy
months and then the hot days of sum-
mcr came, and The Savage and all the
ladies of the company insisted on going
! to the seashore or the mountains, and
Mr.. Al Meyer, much against his will
closed the theatre and | was shut up
in the book with the rest of the music
and put in trunk in the cellar of
| the theatre. | must say, however, it
was much cooler than on the music rack
in the orchestra. so near the hot foot
! LIGHTS.
But or course the green coat copies
were travelling further and further all
| the lime. and when | Quit in New York
"A number of them had met and passed
ON their way around the world All that
| summer they played me on New Jersey
merry go rounds, ON the porches Of the
Saratoga hotels, at beer gardens in Ger
many and in front of the cafes in Paris
| and they sang me with Neapoll,an
words on the beautiful canals at Venice
and in the hot. s'uffy music halls In
London, but what think | enjoyed tho