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tag with the men and get what she
wants, for it goes by favor.'
"But hard work doesn't that
She smiled. "Mine was hard work,
my dear, and loqk where 1 am. I
could have won the other way. I was
real pretty when you were fourteen,
"You were beautiful," I murmured.
"Yes." She paused so. long that
again I grew restless. Any. moment
the call for the next act and I
wanted to know why she had chang
ed so terribly.
And then it came. It was thea
trical even though I had sense
enbugh to know it was real. She
tossed the cigaret contemptuously
into a corner and she walked like
Lady Macbeth across the little cage
like room, and then she said:
"God, you lose either way you play
it, I guess. My way was hard work.
I got up and up and up. But I play
ed out. I grew tired, always so tired,
and I was sick, sick to death of the
ldnely life an actress must have if
she is to devote all of her time to
"And then I revolted. I was lead
ing my own company. Not playing
the big time, but above the 5,
iO and 2Q. I went to a supper
One night. It was five years since I
had gone to any frivolous place. It
was only the beginning. The loneli
ness gripped me harder when I got
back to my own room in the hotel
we were on the road, and so I went
again and again and again "
She paused and what I dreaded
came the call for the third act.
' "If it isn't the angels that get you,
it's the loneliness," she said" and
with just a little pat on, my shoulder
she passed out and on to the stage.
- I didn't' see the last act because
well I was crying.
No man ever got over into a stye
to quarrel with the hog without git
ting some mud on his person and
reputation. Ketchel Pixley. ,
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"JTistaseckind. Igottit rightheer."
" "Yotta hawitreddy wenyergiton
"Duzdjs carstoppat Leventh?"
"Howkinnit? Disissa. Nihstreet
car." "Ogoodness. Imondarongcar!"
"I allusfergit terlook."
"Wurraboutson Leventh yuwan
nago?" "Cornerof' Broadway." .
"Wego sfaras Broadwayl"
fer." "Heerritis, ladee."
"Telmewen wegitto thatstreet."
"Steppins ide, ladee."
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The White House and War and
Navy buildings having been cycloned,
the cute little roundhouse wbere
Congress is sitting may get it next.
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