Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1920-12-31

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audience was swept off It's feet. y
might be acting. II might be real, II
tight all be part of the performance.
including the interruption just now
Il had been 80 well done, there had been
such an undercurrent Of pathos through
II oil, such an appeal to their good ma
ture, that they answered to " nobly.
in they the first nst cpf aet but that was nothing
to the chorus Of approval and the hand.
clapping that they awarded to sunny
She was herself again. She had not
he slightest trace Of fear left. She
her hand, and then she went on with her
part. She ,orgot nothing. Her memory
was as fresh rs It had been at rehearsal.
Her part was not much---a few words
a swing: AT the end Of the second verse
she had the major part Of the house
Joining In the chorus:
work il Piceadiiiyy.
A-stieking Of the labels on the Jam.
He's a soidler-boy in khaki--and a manr'
There was not much in It, but Bert
shifted nervously from foot to foot as
he he enrd e d n' s ss ays Ss rpSssd es SsseS SSs e
her three times, and she had to sing the
last verse over that number OF times
before they would let her go. Then It
Little as it h"d been i f had ~%s ensrossed s
the house for four times the original
length Of time allotted to It.
Nv Nj Ss sSa in y fse Geo4Ee SnTs
He looked at her. Then he composed
mean. Miss Ducrow?" he asked Btcrnly.
h,. What ,S, does What mean? she asked; ss
was that speech you made to the audi
"oh. 'ad to Say something" she said.
II couldn't stand there looking like a
Il out of my head. For the life Of me,
l couldn't remember a word. I couldn't
na ad o,,S to say something SO nn said jqs, ,,
very !" he said srimiy. I'm future.
Miss Ducrow, you will content yourseiI
With speaking the lines written for you.
Anyhow, 1t didn't go so dusty. ! don't
see what you're grousing about" she
Look here, young woman. II al
the audience as you did, how do you
should we be by midnight7 We shouldn't
havo got through the FRS, nos act, ,,d
"All right u Sunny SAID I'm sorry -
Mr.. Hemmingway turned away to
hide smile that he could not repress:
thins would be an end to organisation
and routine, an end to all law and order.
and an end to stage-management,
7 wonder 90 II was give i, ,n,, me the tip
dered. Couldn't ave been old EN-
mingway,, yet 1 thought 1t sounded like
c.
that she shared with the other ladies OF
Well, 4 you haven't got a cheek"'
they, greeted her, ...,,
standing there. spouting all about
yourself and your chance" one said
you've got a nerve. expect Uncle
ide1rn, aem1min'gway will give you the push-ou'
And good thing, too" another girl
| said with lofty disdain: 1T was cheaT
bit Of business altogether. AS FOR the
song. 1t was rotten !"
many Of the faces was an expression
that she Immediately knew for jealousy
| 1t was the surest sign that she had
made a success, II the others were teal'
''s sunny m v'i did not know much of the
world. but she knew a good many Things
instinctively.
She was changing for the third act
| anu but HuIIIlltu 10 ncTbtil hS bic uiu ~
the refrain of her own song. 1t was
| certainly a very catchy tune
Shouldn't be surprised II they had
that there tune on the origins In day
| or two"
"oh. don't natter yourself" one Of the
| girls said. Miss Idalia Clifton had from
the start made herself particularly OBJ
| noxious to sunny 1t was she who had
she had come to the dressing room.
THE organs don't touch potty songs
of twopenny- apenny beginners; It's the
| stars songs they want"
then" Sunny said. Don't you worry.
"You a star !" The girl laughed shrilly.
She laughed more shrilly and more I'll
temperedly because she had a faint sus-
girl from a pickle factory coming in
over the heads Of other girls, older than
herself who had served fheir Sad apnISens
hard. It was disgraceful. 1t was all
y fs sssn.y 'as &. She s.n.s had
aPSttf against the wall wal under a sas:brsckst and
looked about her at the other girls.
Whenever ] start doin' thing, I mean
| to get on, whether It's sticking labels on
else. I didn't see no future in sticking
| on labels. You know what l mean.
couldn't see myself rolling about In. q
motorcar and aving a nice little nat
| floor, and seeing my name in the papers
| every morning like this here
last evening Sunny Ducrow. the
we'll known and popular hand at John
dred dTe and nd"tS sevcnty.ive labels in an hour
| and a half. A portrait of this beautiful
page three" Sunny paused. "I didn't
| I'm tho pickle factory, so | stuck on till
my chance come, and here ! am; II !
| don't make good as an actress. III start
| something else--artist or something.
don't care Anyhow ,9 one ne, wa way or so1s an.
thing The bottom, or halfway up. or
even three quarters amt going to, be
| good enough for Sunny Ducrow. You
take It from me. girls. it's only them
stupid little idiot" Miss Clifton said,
IF impudence and cheek will get on
expect YOU'LL be star but nut 1t sS"nid.rs %Snt DC
And such hair she added audibly
IT'S simply awful"
Sunny nodded.
TITS bit red. but It's Just like 1t was
| like yours, because ain't 'ad the money
to get II turned yot"
There was n laugh at Miss Clifton's
dissoma,ure She was not popular: -.
sunny hurried out with the rest. 1,
| was a magnificent scene, representing
the gaming rooms at Monte Carlo. She
ming dress. The gentlemen Of the chorus
were also in evening dress. They looked
smart and well set Up. a fne-iooking
set OF young fellows In their weil.cut
'""f "Bert, Tor goodness sake old up g'