The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1919-01-11
Their Married Life
BY MABEL HERBERT URNEH

! agreed Warren Come on, let's see
| what's next
Beyond this was a scenic railway
where the cars rushed out in me
darkness, shot up to dizzy heights and
down sickening drops with their load
of shrieking passengers.
| IF were going to risk our necks on
/ these things We'll take our chances
at home" commented Warm as thev
passed on to glittering carousel re-
volyine dizzily to the tune of a steam
! callfope.
/ Instead of the usual prancing horses
and cameIs the steeds on this merry
go-rorInd were all pigs. Great pink
pigs with gilded saddles, astride of
which were number of good looking
Frenchrnen in evening dress and high
silk hats.
That's the French of it," laughted
Warren at Helen's establishment
They say on Friday nights the very
smartest people come here Everyone
wears evening dress and they take in
all these whirligigs."
shows and stands of popcorn, candy
and tawdry trinkets. Even Helen
could see that everything showed the
cheapest and f1imiest construction.
THEY'RE afraid to spend money
over here, that's what's the matter"
denounced Warren. ANY good sized
town at home could put up a better
amusement park than this
THAT looks interesting" Helen
stood on her toes to look through the
crowd at a sensational picture of
hypnotized girl suspended in mid air.
Dear, I've never seen anyone hypno-
tized. I'd love to go in there
AS this was more pretentious
show the admission was one frac. In
side were rows of rough board benches
and a gaudily painted stage.
Hot and stuffy," grumbled War
rem, land they'll not start this show
till they get crowd Think you
want to wait%
'Oh, yes, now that we've come in.
Helen was thinking of the two francs
admission.
In spite of the loud exhortations of
the man outside the crowd struggled
in slowly After few moments War
rem became impatient.
"Oh, come on. We've got no time
to waste here
But Just then the drumming and
exhorting outside ceased. The bark
err" came in, went to the piano by the
stage and banged out lively march
The place was darkened and the cur
tain went up.
Instead of the hypnotist scene there
was a group of girls in flesh-colored
tights posing as living pictures
Then the lights flashed out, a hurried
scuffIe on the darkened stage and the
same models were again shown in
different grouping, Venus apres lie
Balm
st should say Venus was slightly
bow-Iegged," was warren's irrelevant
comment
When a half dozen other groupings
had been shown the curtain was low
cred, the banging on the piano ceased
and a tall thin man in evening dress
stepped to the front of the stage
1t was the hypnotist. Helen could
not understand his rapid French but
plainly his rernarks were to impress
the audience with the scene that was
to follow. Then he stepped back and
the curtain rose.
Beside him on the stage stood girl
IN gauzy tinselled gown. It was the
same girl who had posed in the living
pictures as Venus.
She smiled down at the audience,
then lay down at the back of the stage
on a bench draped with blue velvet.
The hypnotist stood over her and
made mysterious passes with his
hands.
Slow1y-very slowly - the girls
rigid form seemed to rise from the
bench. The man continued to make
the passes until her body was sus
pended in the air about a foot above
the bench. Then. taking a hoop. he
dramatically passed 1t over and around
the girl
Through the audience rippled