The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1933-01-09

Tie eccentric dance, for which Bill
had trained her 50 ruthlessly, a tap
dance during which his Well-shod
foot and Timmys head had nodded
brisk approval, and a singing num-
Der. the steps for which Bill had
said might Just as well be impro-
vised
Daisy's costumes might be a little
short, but they would do. Sheila
had brought her own hose, her own
slippers. No there was nothing she
had forgotten.
T EAVING the subway she took a
A. trolley car and after making
two transfers arrived at the theater
door. 1t was barely 6 o'clock. She
had time to eat and make up, to
say nothing Of resting little.
She would have time also to be-
come acquainted with the other
members Of the company There
would be Roscoe'S band, LOttie Blair
snd the other speciality numbers.
Perhaps she knew some OF. them al
ready.
Hadn't she heard somewhere that
Phil Short was with Roscoe now?
He had played the saXophone with
& radio orchestra on a commercial
program. Yes, she was certain Phil
would be there.
Sheila hoped the other dancers
would like her and not regard her
with that suspicious jealousy so fire.
ouently shown other members OF
their own terpsichorean band.
The Dancing DOyles we're nice,
though. She had met them on
bill in Atlantic City.
Roscoe. a rather fat, harassed-
looking young man with a baby
face and pleasing smile, met her at
the stage door with a great shout
of relief.
Roscoe already was dressed Tor
the act. His careful tie and beau
tifully cut clothes bespoke a sue
cessful season.
so you got here! That's great"
was his greeting as he wiped per-
spring face and tucked his hand
kerchef into a pocket before hold
ing out a hand in greeting.
Sure" he went on, I know Bill
phoned you we're coming, but
there's many slip between Bills
say-so and a personal appearance
at the theater. It's great to see
you"
Sheila smiled and passed along.
Roscoe, whom she scarcely knew by
sight. had greeted her as an old
friend or-as indeed she was-a
hfe-saver.
BY tomorrow night he probably
would call her sweetheart" That
wouldn't mean anything either.
Roscoe never would attempt to get
fresh.
His friendhness showed simply
that he appreciated her quick
work in learning the routine and
that he recognized her as a
trouper.
At the door of the dressing room,
Roscoe. who had caught up with
her confirmed Bills rather sketchy
ideas about her salary.
Wen need you for six weeks,
anyhow" was his comfortable as
surance. Maybe longer. Depends
on how the kids ankle behaves.
Then maybe I can work you in with
my other band
That's great, Roscoe. About the
other band, I mean. I'm sorry about
Daisy
Yeah. Tough break" He waved
room. You're no prima donna, 1
behind him toward a dressing
hope, Sheila. Have to put you in
with the rest of the girls
He regarded her anXiouSly and
Sheilas heart leaped. Then he did
regard her as somebody and was
apolgizing for placing her in an
unstarred room!
That's all right, Roscoe. More
fun anyhow during the waits"
He breathed trifle easier. Bill
said you were a trouper."
MYTH this compliment ringing
w in her ears, Sheila pushed
the door open and entered the
dressing room. 1t was long, wide
and mirror lined. A wide board at
right angles ran along the walls
and formed the dressing tables.
Chairs were set at intervals in
front of it, their backs hung with
cretonne pockets, Some spaces
were empty, others crowded with
paraphernalia Of the profession
powder puffs, curling irons, powder
cans. rouge and cold cream pots,
tins of cosmetics, even Spools OF
thread set in orderly rows.
Iottie. who was dressed like a
Vatican shepherdesS gone zieg-
field" as she expressed it, sat in a
rocking chair working at some en-
broidery and chatting affably with
the feminine member of kid act
who had not, Iottie later conflded
(rather needlessly), been Kid for
almost thirty years.
Lottie greeted Sheila languidly
and presented Miss Kilcoypne, who
smirked and bobbed her crlS in
what was meant to be a nursery
curtsey.
out in front. Sheila reflected,
Miss Kilcoyne might seem to a not
too-critical audience cute High
falsetto baby voice. curlS, large
blue-Hdded eyes, vacant stare and
SASSY swing of her brief starohed
skirts.
The act probably was a dud. Most
of them were Miss KICOyne. ap-
parently reading Miss Shayne'S
thoughts, began explaining to Lottie
in a querulous voice that she per-
sonally thought she was too old to
play kid parts, but Roy liked her in
them. She continued to quote Roys
opinion at length.
Presently the girls husband APP
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