Wausau pilot. [volume] (Wausau, Wis.) 1896-1940, 1922-03-30

] wouldn't mind renting that myself!'
YES, you would. You stick to me,
| kiddo. and see if what tell you about
Honest. Lee:"
Jaw, but what's the use treating a
little girl like you white. when she
acts so cold and touchy the minute a
fellow tries 10 get loving with her. You
bet your life Flossie would have flung
me her wreath last night if | had
winked for IL; she amt cold little
haby-doll like YOU"
81.
whats the use trying TO help a
little girl rliat amt got no temporal
ment. when she's as cold as ashes?
Them amt my kind Temperament is
what YOU gor TO have in this business
ginger."
Where the trees met darkest above
/ their heads. 50 that not even the stars
peeped through. she stood suddenly
on tip-toe so that her eyes. bluer than
Italian waters, We're parallel with his.
How how much---temperament
does girl have To have Lee, toto
get ahead? Huh? Honest, Lee, I'm
green iii this game and want more'n
a girl ever did to get ahead. How much
temperament does she have to have.
Lee?'
For answer he leaned over and
kissed the curved line where her lips
met.
The acte de resistance of the Forty
Thieves EXTRAVAGANZA opened with a
stealthy plucking of muted violin
strin2s-a device popular for the mys-
terry it twangs and nsinnates. Grad
ual lights disclosed papier-mache
cave. glowing with Unsupported sta
iactites and Stalagmites and bent
backed. pussyfooted chorus of red
hooded gnomes winding through it's
subterranean labyrinths. Tip-toe! TIP
toe. Tip-toe.
A tremolo of drums rumhied tn an
ear-Splitting creScendo, and four wind
sprites, tossing their veily draperies,
bounded from the red mouths of four
up-stage caves. singing an off-key sup
pliance to the Storm King and sustain
ing high G with faces strained and
stained to deep vermilion. From the
right wing, in Shirt-sleeves and with an
eye to nature, Mr.. Charley Lee direct
ed the lightning, and between flashes
manipulated the wind machine. Above
the song of the gale his voice rose and
of his cupped hands
Hurry them ponies back ti.ere-
swing 'em on---dang il, swing EN- on.
Speed er up back thrre speed !!
Speed :"
Suddenly from behind stalactite
drop the randrop chorus descended
from heaven in carefully selected
shower.
A patter of applause passed through
the audience.
Dangling mid-air from silver wires.
score of the effulgent creatures
swung pendent silver legs laundering,
silver skirts bouncing, and Nossing sill
| Yer roses from shallow silver baskets.
| Aud IL their center, dangling highest
! from the stalagmite floor and further
distinguished by silver wreath placed
as if in blessing on her brow, Miss Lola
Laladay sparkled like dew in sunshine.
'All Hail the Storm King" sang the
! ballet, dangling on their wires.
From the gloom of the right wing
Mr.. Charley Lee let out a generous
lightning fash and in its white flare
clapped his hands together and smiled
up III Miss Laladay. She tossed him
token from her shallow basket.
"All Hail the Storm King" trilled
the four winds. waving their bony
1 arms.
"All Hail the Storm King" chanted
the pussyfooted gnomes, turning
! cowled heads toward the left wing.
"All Hail the Storm King" sang the
ensemble, facing the left wing and fall
| tering on high c.
Suddenly the silver wire ierked Miss
LaIaday higher still and she poised.
limbs dIstended like bisque angel de-
pending from chandelier. flower
entwined trapeze descended from be-
CONGRATULATIONS