The producers news. [volume] (Plentywood, Mont.) 1918-1937, 1926-09-10

"She did the same thing once be-
fore at the Opera Comique," l remin-
isced, chat time however, she snap
ped out of it and finished up in a
blaze of glory. Pm sorry she failed
to make a hit last night because it
is usually at the first appearance of
a new artist that lasting impression
is formed"
'I'll admit I was disappointed in
the fair lady myself. Not thrill did
her entire program hold for me. She
sang like a schoolgirl, a cOnvent-bred
one at that" Ellie summed up the
event, ''but look-a-here," she cOntinu
ed in her soft Southern drawl, "what
about Barry? You're just as excit-
ed over the way he whOOped things
up as a piece of Roquefort cheese! l
tell you what, Sallie," her eyes gleam-
ed, ''the way that boy played last
night was something you hear just
once in a lifetime and something that
you never forget! / knew they'd all
be crazy about him. You didn't have
to shove the Woolworth building on
top of my head to impress me with
THAT and | didn't have to wait for
the morning papers to know that Bar
ny had knocked Fem cold! Holy
smoke, Sallie-Alley, when he played
that piece of his own-you know the
one with the crazy Russian name" "
''The Vesnianka? 1t means the
Spring"
"Yeah, that's it, well, anyway,
felt it down to my toes! My spine
lust positively crumpled up and it did
all sorts of funny things to me way
down inside-around the region OF
nv hearth you know what l mean
Why, it's an actual fact that while il
was going on I almost decided I'd be-
have myself in the future and pick uI
the pieces of my 'mis-spent life!
In spite of her slang l knew wha
Ellie meant. Bary's playing haC
brought out her very best and fines
ideals and it was the highest compli
ment she could have bestowed upol
his art.
'But," she continued, "when LIE
mOyne sang her last song l was my
self again and came completely dow
to earthw There was no attempt a
euphemism in Ellie's description o
Lemoyne's voice and she was so re
freshingly original that could no
help but laugh.
"Well?" She questioned when
had remained silent for while, "giv
Barry credit whether you want to o
ooh, it isn't that, Ellie" I de
INJURED, ''I think his music last nigh
was the most perfect thing I hav
ever heard and of course I'm happ
over his success"
'You certainly should be unles
you're a close relation of a jellyfisl
\ because after last night he's MADI
And there's Just no telling how fl
he'll go, Salie. Just think he'll hay
glory and prominence and-ahem-
unlimited wealth."
"Don't, Ellie, it's a sacrilege |
speak OF money in connection wit
any thing like that"
"Sacrilege or not, it's right ne
essary little item to have around Il
house"
you're incorrigiblel' I declare
"Well, your tastes are rather e
pensive, old DEAR" she went on, "yC
know you like Chinchilla and Orchi'
and beautiful things"
"But what on earth has that to (
with Barry? I'd like to know"
"Miss InnOcencel AS if you dor
know that he's mad about you al
just dying to make you Mrs. Barrin
ton Pierce"
"Eliel" 1 cried, "did he tell you
this ?"
"He, did," she calmly annomc
"and further more, l told him l tn
it was a clever idea"
"Well, I'm not going to bel" I Z
clared, eyes flashing, "I'm surpris
at you thinking that I'd even consi
er such a thing"
'You'd be surprised at my Think
anything else," she smiled back