The Key West citizen. [volume] (Key West, Fla.) 1879-current, 1943-04-14
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-. .!By Wofkins E. Wright

said he was. Maybe u wasn't 90
| ing to be bad summer after ali
Then he went back TO the bath
room. This time he did sing N
he got under the shower. His play
meant a lot to him, although he
was willing to admit that It MIGHT
not amount to a hill of beans. Be-
sides, he had no illusions about
such matters as getting a play
produced.
He dried himself and glanced
at his watch. Then when he was
dressed, wearing his tan gabar-
dine slacks and the dark brown
SPORT jacket that went with them,
he found that he still had nearly
an hour before time to can for
Miss Howard.
He picked up the play manu-
script which he had laid upon his
desk the night before. He began
to go over It. 1t sounded terribly
amateurish in spots, he thought
and the thought depressed him.
However there was possibility
that ideas would come to him
thick and fast, as he talked with
the actress-got her point OF
view"
| She could give him a lot OF
pointers about exits and en-
frances. And those were the
things that bothered him most;
the business of getting his char
acters on and off the stage in a
perfectly natural way.
| He looked at his watch once
more.
It was ten minutes to twelve.
He would have time to get his
lear out of the garage behind the
house and drive down to the Linz
lyille Inn. He hurried to the mir
lror, looked at himself critically,
| gave his hair another combing,
and re-adjusted his maroon col
tored tie.
i This done, he ran down the
steps and around the house.
| Then, just before he brought
his car to a standstill in front OF
| the Inn, Joe thought once more
of Kathleen. And the thought
saddened him. It was something
| kathleen had said to him after
hearing him read the play. Oh,
Joe" she had exclaim ed
wouldn't it be wonderful IL ]
Icould play the part of that girl!'
l,Joe shook his head slowly at the
memory of those words. poor
little stage-struck Kathleen!" he
said under his breath.
| He walked into the Inn, and UP
to the desk. There he requested
| the clerk to tell Miss Howard that
mfr. Nicely was waiting down.
| stairs.
/ Old Lady
| AN HOUR or so after Joe and
Ruby had driven away from
1.-THE Inn, picnic bound, Kathleen
land Fred DeMille were heading
for a farm some ten miles from
town.
There's an old lady out there.
Kathleen was saying, who re-
members the Civil War. She
moved UP here from Virginia and
brought lot of fine old furniture
with her"
sThen we ought to find all we
need without going any further"
said Fred. 81 want an ancient ma
Ihogany highboy for dining room
set, and several pieces for the
living room. And any odds and
ends that / can find that will
lend pre-war atmosphere.
Like samplers and old paint
| ings?" Kathleen asked.
| "Yes-and some china"
81 can supply things like that"
Good. There's no money in it,
however. Only a couple of tickets
to the show"
"I don't want any money.
never gave it a thought
sThat's swell. But what about
the old lady? She may not want
to see the show"
Kathleen laughed. "You don't
know Miss Camilla" she said.
shes way up in the eighties, but
she loves going places. She'll get
a kick out of seeing you folks
act"
aBut how will she get into
town."
"On the bus" Kathleen retort-
led. at passes only a short way
from the house"
at looks" said Fred, @as
though everything was going to
work out perfectly. I'm sorry we
ican't pay cash rent for any furni-
| ture you people let us use-but it
can't be done. Summer theatres
never have much profit. They
usually run on a shoestring."
To be continued