Palisadian. [volume] (Cliffside Park, N.J.) 1906-current, 1919-03-15

Jacks-she'll arrange"
He handed over the instrument to
the girl, who joined him few minutes
later with rather rueful look.
He wants me to come up there, or
down there, wherever it is" she said,
sin that backwoods place and rehearse
| know I'll just die. l detest the coun-
try. You're to come ON Tuesday, with
the others. He wants me to come to-
night. Says he'll meet me at the sta
ton, and his mother is fixing I'D the
spare room. Ought / to-er-do it,"
"Sure!' came the prompt rejoinder
eff you want to put the act on But
how in tn dickens he expects t play
jazz in that jerkwater town gets me-
it sure does"
Three young and dainty girls and
five men with the appearance of mu-
sicians from the cases that they bore.
alighted from the electric train at
little station in the woods and looked
about them disgustedly.
Bush Falls!" echoed the girls in
chorus. le g0dS
Can you direct me to Mr.. George
Trips place." demanded the leader
of the party, portly, ford individual.
of a half-asleep youth dawdling behind
the wheel of much-used Ford The
youth awoke with start and sur
veye0 the crowd with interest.
BE you tn crowd he's expectin'?'
he demanded, and they nodded well.
jump right in" The girls gasped, but
finally clambered in, and the over
stuffed machine departed for the Trip
place
Within sight of the big farmhouse
two figures stood up, at the top of an
immense haystack, and waved fran
tically to the approaching party.
9TH hay rubes be lookin' fer some
music said O'Brien in nasal accent.
can no wonder, after listenin' for a
whole day to Trip an that awful
score"
And then the couple in blue overalIs
and sunbeamers ran up to the ma
chine.
IT'S Fay" screamed the girls in
chorus.
It's Tripp!" yelled O'Brien, dunn
founded, Il knew you'd give that idea
up soon's y saw the score"
But we haven't" Fay and George
Trip answered in chorus.
"What? 2" cried O'Brien. "D'ye mean
you can do that cyclone stuff up here
in these peaceful hills? Why, even tn
sun slows up roundin' that curve back
yonder."
That's the very place to rehearse
this stuff answered Trip, brightly.
Even Fa-even Miss st. Jacque adj
mits it. Back in town, everything'S
going at top speed. There's too much
competition. You can't keep your
mind on your number. Up here we've
worked it up to perfection. The acts
going over big. Come on in" He
paused to help the girls off with their
wraps and invited them Hospitality into
a large living room. squared off at enc
end for a stage, and prepared efEideat
ly. for action and now it's this
way"
And with 0'Brien, Gregory and the
others listening raptly over his Shout
der, Trip plunged madly into the
widest, maddest, most Syncopated mu-
sic Bush Falls, O'Brien Or even all
Broadway had ever heard. And the
girls. ready for action, leaped upon
the improvised stage and soon We're
working madly.
For an hour or more they rehearsed,
company and orchestra, and then a lit
tie motherly woman whom George in
trOduced as his mother, opened the
doors of the dining room and wei
coined them to an old-fashioned coun-
try dinner. O'Brien twenty minutes
later, ioosenng his belt, looked quiz
Zicaly at Fay st. Jacque, who sat at
George Trips right at the head of
the table, and remarked, soto voce, 10
Gregory, Il never heard o. putin a
wildcat an a slOth in TIL same cage r
gettin' a funeral marcher t play rag
time, hut evidently it can be done.
An there's other things besides jerk
water towns as improves Jazz, evident
ly-romance, FIR instance"
And then as he noted the look that
Fay shyly gave Trip he was sure of