New-York tribune., 1921-01-30

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erenced in the family, though sAs
like her name, now is dead.
$50 l came through safely, but |
have never been able to forget the
horror Of that experience, and L
keeps coming back to me in dreams
the whole scene terrifying me
again-and now there is no Boozs to
save me-"
Scenery Falls on Mann
Louis Mann was in his dressing
room, making up for the first act Of
'The Unwritten Chapter" when
asked him what his pet nightmare
was.
"Yes," he said, as he rubbed In the
grease paint, ~ have always been
fond of hunting, out-of-door life,
golf, tennis, every manner Of sport,
and, really"-
"But," I interrupted him, "this is
not the stereotyped interview at all;
l want you to tell me about your
pet nightmare. Have you one?"
II should say ] have one" be
laughed, "and / got it when I was
playing, 'All on Account Of Eliza
It was on a Monday night, and, some
time along in the night don't
know exactly what time-T dreamed
that, right in the middle of the per.
Torrance, the scenery fell down on
top Of me.
"The thing was amazingly clear
in every detail; it was when was
standing in the wings, looking In
upon the stage through window;
all the audience could see of me was
my head and shoulders, and ! was
talking with my brother and every.
thing was going along well when, al
Of q sudden, the window, the whole
side of the scene--and part Of it was
pine tree-fell down on top Of me.
In the dream there was only one
thing to do--keep right on talking
and | did It while the stage hands
ran up and lifted the scenery off ne
Dream Becomes Reality
''It made a funny dream, and ]
laughed over it with some Of my
friends the next morning. But Il
wasn't funny at all when the thing
really happened during the follow
ing Wednesday evening perform
ance; down came the prop-he
whole side of the house, pine tree
everything, right on top of me, JUS
as I'd dreamed it three nights be-
fore; and, ! can tell you, the scenery
was a ton heavier in real life than II
had been In the dream; all ! could
do was lean against the scenery thai
was on top of me, and try to scratch
my head and ask myself whether !
was dreaming in my bed at my
rooms, or wide awake, with the
scenery really on top of me there
on the stage at the theater. The
reality, SO exactly duplicating the
dream, was confusing; but, as I've
said, the weight of that scenery
showed me it was real enough.
$50 / did what I'd done in the
dream; kept right on talking. Re
member, l was standing looking
in upon the stage through window
telking with my brother, and | said
to him, as if it were part OF N!
lines.
1--WE must be careful, my boy,
and have this house fixed up; some.
new DeamS ana raIters put ih'
said a lot more of the same sort o.
ching, while the stage hands wofkea
to lift the scenery off of me.
Il wasn't hurt or even scratched
hot a scar or q strain 10 renlhu
me of it. So can't understand wn!
that old dream keeps coming bacs
to me, much worse than the origlna'
one was; for now, in the dream, the
pine tree and the house are resi
ones and not scenery; and I'm hav.
ing to hold up both of them, anf |.
cry out for the stage hands ~
there aren't anyw
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