Carrizozo outlook. [volume] (Carrizozo, N.M.) 1910-1945, 1919-04-25
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duced TO seven, not including the man.
ager. Two Of 'em escaped before the
smash. The low comedian and char
acter old woman Joe Buckley and his
wife. That left the old mani mean
Mr.. Rushcroft. the star-Lyndon Rush
croft, you know-myself and Bacon,
Tommy Gray, Miss Rushcroft, Miss
Hughes and q woman named Bradley,
seven % US. The woman named Brad
ley said her mother was dying In Buff
falo, ~ the rest OF us scraped together
all the money we had-nine dollars
and sixty cents-and did the right
thing by her. Actors are always do
Ing darn-fool things like that, Mr..
Barnes. And what do you suppose she
did1 She took that money and bought
two tickets to Albany, one for herself
and another for the manager Of the
company-the lowest. means1t orner
lest white man that ever But I am
grabbing the old mans part. You
ought TO hear what he has TO say about
Mr.. Manager. He can use words I
nsver even heard Of before. So that
leaves Just the four Of US here. work.
Ing OF the two days board bill Of
Bradley and the manager. Rushcrofts
ungOdly spree. and at the same time
keeping our own slate clean. Miss
Thackerny will no doubt make up your
bed In the morning. She Is tempo
rarily a chambermaid. Cracking nne
girl. too. Are you all readyf I'll lead
you to the dining room. Or would you
prefer n little appetizer beforehand
The taproom is right on the way. You
mustn't call II the bar. Everybody In
that little graveyard town down the
road would turn over completely II
you did. Hallowed tradition. you
know"
81 don't mind having a cocktail. win
you Join mef
"As n matter OF fact, I'm expected
to-" confessed Mr.. Dillingford. "We've
been drawing quite n bit Of custom to
the taproom. The rubes like TO Ht
around and listen to conversation
about Broadway and Bunker Hill and
Old Point Comfort and other places,
and then go home and tell the neigh
bors that they know quite n number
OF stage people. Human nature, l
guess. Listen Hear that1 Rush.
croft r~ecltlng 'Gunga DIM You can't
hear the thunder for the noise he's
making"
They descended the stairs and en-
tered the taproom, where n dozen men
were seated around the tables, all OF
them with pewter mugs In front OF
them. Standing at the top table-that
Is to say, the one farthest removed
from the door and commanding the at
tentlOn of every creature In the room
was the imposing figure of Lyndon
Rushcroft. He was recltlng, In n so
nOrous voice and with tremendous fer
vor, the famous Klpllng poem. A
genial smile wiped the tragic express
sion from his face, He advanced upon
Barnes and the beamlng Mr.. billing
ford, his hand extended.
my dear fellow" he exclaimed re-
s%oundingly, "how are your Cordial
ity doomed In his voice. 81 heard you
had arrived. Welcome-thrlccfOld well
I comet" lie neglected 10 say that Mr.
Montague Bacon. in passing n fe"
minutes before, had leaned over anu
whispered behind his hand:
Fellow upstairs from New York
MH Rushcroft-follow named BarneS
/ Quite a swell, believe me-"
II was a well placed tip. for Mr.
Rushcroft had been telling the natives
| for days that he knew everybody
, worth knowing In New York.
Barnes was ~momentarily taker
aback. Then he rose TO the spirit Of
p the occasion.
%"Iiello. RushcrOft," he greeted, as u
. meeting an old-time and greatly be
2 loved friend. ''rhls Is good. 'POl
= my soul you are like a thriving dat,
palm In the middle of an endless des
ert. How are your
4 They shook hands warmly. Mr.. oil
llngford slapped the newcomer on IN,
shoulder ~afrectionately, familiarity, an,
i shouted:
!, "Who would have dreamed we'd rul
d across good old Barnesy up herel b.
4 Jove, it's marvellous r.
"Frlends, countrymen," doomed Mi
, Rushcroft. "this IL Mr.. Barnes of New
York. Not the man the book wa
written about but one OF the hest Eel
q lows God ever put into this little worl.
OF ours. | do moi recall your namel
y gentlemen, or | would Introduce eac
OF you separately and dlyislbly."
d Lyndon Rushcroft was n tall, sagg
man OF nifty. Despite his determine
greatness he wns inclined to sng fror
the shoulders down. His head, hug
and gray appeared TO be much to
II ponderous for his yielding body, an
yet he carried II manfully, even the
4 atrlcally. The lines In his dark, ees