The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1920-09-24
The Dog and
the Playlet

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Usually IL Is = cold day In July
when you can stroll up Broadway In
that month and get story out OF
the drama. found one a few
brcathlcss. parboIling days ago. and
Il seems 10 decide a serious question
In art.
There was not q soul left In the
city except Hollis and land two or
three million sun-worShsppers who
remained at desks and counters. The
elect had fled to seashore. lake and
mountain. and had diready begun TO
draw for additional funds. Every
evening Hollis and ! prowlcd about
the deserted town searching for cool
ness In empty cafrs. dining rooms,
and roof gardens We knew to ths
tenth part Of revolution the speed
We followed the swiftest as they
varied. Hollis fianrces Miss Lorts
0herman. had been in the Adiron.
dacks. AZ Lower saranac Lake. for a
month. In another week he would
Join her party there. In the mean
time. he cursed the city cheerfuliy
and optimissically, and sought my
society because l suffered him TO
show me her photograph during the
black coffee every time we dined to-
gether.
My revenge vas TO read 10 him
my one-act play. n
II was one insueferahle vvvning
when the overplus Of the city's heat
was being hurled auiveringiy back TO
the heavens by every surcharged
brick and stone and inch Of iron In
the painting town. But with the cum
ming OF the tweicgEed beasts we had
found an oasis where the hoofs Of
Apolio's stecd had not been allowed
ocean OF cool. polished oak; the white
linen Of so deserted tables tapped
Ike seag,llis in the artificial breeze:
q mile away a walter fingered for n
photographic signal--wc might have
roarcd songs there or fought a duel
without moIestation.
Out came Miss Loris's photo with
che coffee, and once more praised
the elegant poise OF the neck. the ex.
tremeiy low-ceiled mass Of heavy
hair. and the eyes that followed one,
like those In an oil painting.
''She's tho creates, ever" said
Hollis. with enthusiasm. Good as
Great Northern Preferred. and dis
position built like watch. One week
more and I'll be happy Johnny-on.
the-spot. Old Tom ToIliver. my hest
college chum. went UP there two
weeks ago. He writes me that Loris
doesn't talk about anything but me.
on. guess Rip Van Wrinkle didn't
have all the good luckr'
Eyes, yes" said !. hurriediy. pull.
ing out my typewritten play. shes
no doubt a charming girl. Now.
here's that little curtain.raiser you
promised 10 listen TO-"
Ever been tried on the stageT
asked Hollis.
I Not exactly" / answered. II
read half OF " the other day to a
fellow whose brother knows Robert
Edeson; but he had to catch a train
before finished"
"Go on" said Hollis sliding back
In his chair like good fellow. I'm
no stage carpenter. but I'll tell you
what I think Of IL from a first-row
balcony standpoint. fms theatre
bug during the season, and I can size
up a fake play almost as quick as
the gallery can. Flag the writer
once more. and then go ahead as
hard as you like with 1t. III be the
dog"
i fear, not without some elocution.
There was one scene in II that be.
iIeved In greatly. The comedy
swiftly rises into thrilling and unex.
pectediy developed drama. Capt.
.iarchmont suddenly becomes cog.
infant that his wife is an unscrupul.
otfs adventures, who has deceived
him from the day OF their first meet.
ing. The rapid and mortal duel be.
fween them from that momeni,~ahe
With her magnificent lies and siren
charm. winding about him like al
sserpent. trying 10 recover her lost
ground; he with his mans agony and
scorn and lost faith, trying to tcarf
her from his heart. That scene
always thought was a crackerjack.
When Capt. Marcbmont discovers
her dupIicity by reading on blotter
IN a mirror the impression Of q note
that she has written TO the count, he
raises his hand 10 heaven and ex.
claims 20 God, who created woman
white Adam slept, and gave her TO
him for o companion. take back thy
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