Evening star., 1924-06-15

state New York. breaking in a new
Mahoney.
The audience roared it's approval as
he finished his first number
The boobs," he muttered to him
self he bowed and smiled. They
never give her hand, and then they
fall for this rough house hokum and
hoofing of mine. They don't know
class when they see tt
AS HE bowed himself off to give
his partner chance to do a
tenor solo about wanting to go away
back some place. he saw Prof. Toma-
selli standing near the bears cage.
He started toward the professor with
the idea of giving him a mild call
down for going away and leaving the
cage door unlocked. The professor
advanced to meet him and beat him
to the speech.
What for are you busta my bear
in da snoot?" he demanded. brandish-
ing both clenched fists in eccentric
circles.
What for did | bust him." said
Mahoney. amazed. why, you mis-
,
give me a call-down for hittin'
full-grown bear in the nose with my
fist? Why, say, Men get medals for
less than that"
Hes a MICA gooda bear" said the
professor. dancing with rage. Hes
no scratch; he's no bite; he's no do
something bad to anybody You
busta my bear, I'm goin' to busta you
in the nose"
He stepped in quickly and made
good on this threat and jumped back
before Mahoney could counter. Ma
honey gave a yell of rage and started
after him. The Italian squealed with
fright and scuttled for the stage door,
with Mahoney at his heels. Out into
the alley they raced and around the
corner.
Two minutes passed and no Maho-
ney. His partner finished his song
and bowed himself off. The orchestra
played Mahoneys cue music for his
entrance and then played it again.
Still no Mahoney. The frantic stage
manager showed on a monologist to
stop the stage wait The house man
ager came storming back stage, de-
manding explanations
THAT gauze fiuffer started the
whole fuss" said the stage manager.
and proceeded to explain according to
his prejudices.
Ten minutes later Mahoney rushed
in painting. and holding well red
dened handkerchief to his nose.
THE dirty Wop hoped truck and
in ne L
climb on after him." he said wrath
fully.
"Oh. is that so?" said the stage
manager. And what do you think
was going on here in the theater
while you were getting your race
kicked? l suppose you think maybe
somebody come up from the audience
and did your act for you or some
thing like that. hunh!'
Il shouldn't have run out like l
did" Mahoney admitted. But that
wop got me so sore | lost my head
You see, it was like this
81 know all about it," said the
house manager That gauze nuner
started the whole thing. and she
goes out on her ear right now. She's
through, She's rotten and ] should
have canned her after the first per
formance, anyhow"
wait a minute said Mahoney.
IF she goes. / go. If she's through
I'm through!
That was something else again. for
the Mahoney Brothers were the
headline act at the Elite and draw
ing big.
"Oh we'll" said the manager, back
ing down, "of course if she's par
ticuIar friend of yours. Pat
"She amt no friend of mine, par
ticular or any other kind. | never
met her. | never spoke to her. l see
her come on and go and do her stuff
the same as the rest of you. That's
all But | know class and she's 1t.
You think she's rotten, but she's only
over your head. She's too good for
you, that's all"
"All right. Pat" said the manager
soothingly. Have it your way.
81 will" said Pat belligerently.
.Ill have it till l meet some one big
enough to make me have it some
other way, an 1 don't see any one
that size around here"
X \ X
DAT was original in his champion
ship of Mademoiselle Sylvia. The
audiences endured her, spending the
time while she was on the stage in
looking at their programs to see
what followed and hoping that 1t
would be better The house mana
gers along the line sent in adverse
reports to. the booking ofhce, and
the stage hands and performers
sneered at her as a stuck-up high
brow.
But Pat adored her. Where the
others saw snobbishness in the slim.
blond girls reserved manner, Pat
sensed only what he called class
and argued her case with any and
all who attacked her. His champion
ship of her cause was. indeed
uuixotic, for Pat had never spoken
to Mademoiselle Sylvia or received
so much as a flicker Of recognition
from her gray eyes as they passed
or stood near to each other on the
stage or in the hotel, the railroad
station or train. Nor did he cham
pion her cause with the idea of max
ing an Impression that might lead
to an mountaineering. Pat had his
own ideas about Mademoiselle Sylvia,
and the thought that she might like
| to have him as friend was not in
cluded among them.
But when he returned to the hotel
! after his battles with the stage man
ager, the bear and the owner thereof,
Mademoiselle Sylvia accosted him in