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"Kind of disconcerting to the fellows on the stage," commented Jack, "but I guess that's what we'll have to do."

The drop curtain, showing a lovely sylvan glade in unwholesome shades of green, went up without trouble at the back of the stage, but the pieces at the sides, very frayed trees with impossible foliage, refused to stand up.

"The chorus work was all right," said Chub. "And the tableaux were simply swell. I do wish, though, that Bacon would n't look as though he was going to die every minute!" "But those jokes!" groaned Jack.

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Oh, never mind; I 've heard lots of worse ones," answered Roy cheerfully.

"Not outside of a Sunday newspaper supplement, I 'll wager," said Jack. That one about Mr. Cobb and Miss Webb, and falling in love with her the first time he 'spider' is the limit. I heard that when I was three years old!"

"All right.

We'll have

"That's all right, folks like 'em old at a minstrel show," answered Chub. "Old wine to drink, old books to read, old jokes to-" "To cry over," prompted Jack. No use in cutting up rough now. to make the best of a bad show. as Harris and Kirby don't start to using their fists on each other during their turn I suppose I can 't kick."

Just so long

"Well, let's go to supper," said Roy.

CHAPTER XV.

"We'll have to make props," said Chub. "I don't blame the old things for wanting to lie down; it makes me tired just to look at them." But when, finally, the stage was set and the boys stood off at a respectful distance and examined it, it really looked very well. Chub admired the effect of distance and wondered where the path led to. Warren said he'd like to meet the man who had chiseled out the statue under the trees, and another fellow wanted to go bird-egging. Then they arranged the chairs and benches in rows. They had gathered chairs of every description from all over the school and the effect was finely democratic. Doctor Emery's leather arm chair hobnobbed socially with a plain pine chair from the dining hall and Mr. Buckman's favorite hour-glass chair appeared to be trying to make an impression on Harry's rattan rocker, the latter looking very dressy with its pink silk head-rest. They went to dinner feeling rather more encouraged and found that Sid had returned with good tidings. Hammond had learned of the entertainment several days before and had OVERTURE: “Uncle Sammy,” been waiting eagerly for an invitation to attend. And every fellow was coming, declared Sid. Roy, who had taken a flying trip to the town for red and blue cheesecloth, reported excellent progress on the last of the costumes. And Post, who could n't eat any dinner because he had been filling himself up all day with cough syrup and licorice lozenges, thought he might be able to sing, after all. The last rehearsal was at three o'clock, and after it was over Jack shook his head dismally.

"I never saw such a bum show in my life," he declared gloomily. "And talk about singing! Say, I wonder if we can bribe Post to stay away tonight?"

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"Why, I thought everything went beautifully!" declared Harry. "You wait until to"You wait until tonight; they'll do a lot better."

THE ENTERTAINMENT AND HOW IT ENDED.
Entertainment for the Benefit of the Ferry Hill School

Hockey Association in the Gymnasium, Wednesday
Evening, December 22d.

Programme.

PART I.

FOR ONE NIGHT ONLY!

ORCHESTRA

The World-Famous Aggregation of Senegambian Entertainers known as the Darktown Minstrels, just returned from their Triumphant Tour of Europe, Asia, Africa and New Jersey, where they delighted Royalty and barely escaped with their Lives! ONE NIGHT ONLY!! READ THE NAMES!! Interlocutor

Bones

Tambourines .

MR. ROGERS

MESSRS. POST AND HARRIS
MESSRS. EATON AND WHITCOMB
Disturbers-of-the-Peace, . MESSRS. COBB, BUCKMAN,
THURLOW, FORREST, GALLUP, KIRBY, WARREN,
PRYOR, BACON, STONE, HARRIS, SHATTuck,
PATTEN AND WELCH.

Solos (the audience permitting) by MESSRS. COBB, Post,
THURLOW and FORREST.

Duets (at any cost) by MESSRS. BUCKMAN AND COBB,

HARRIS AND KIRBY.

Monologues by .
Imitations by

MR. COBB MR. EATON

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To be followed by the First Appearance in this part of the Country of Professor Carlos Cole, Prince of Prestidigitators, in Astounding Card Tricks, Marvellous Feats of Sleight of Hand and Appalling Wonders of White and Black Magic never before seen on any Stage and not likely to be again! (The Management earnestly requests Members of the Audience not to loan the Professor either money or hats. The Management will not be responsible for the Return of such Articles.) The Whole to Terminate in a Beautiful and Fantastic Revelry of Song and Mirth entitled:

"Christmas Eve on the Plantation!"

INTERMISSION.
PART II.

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COLLEGE TABLEAUX.

ENSEMBLE.

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MR. BACON MR. PORTER

MR. EATON MR. WARREN

"THEY HAD GATHERED CHAIRS OF EVERY DESCRIPTION FROM ALL OVER THE HOUSE."

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THE public acted very considerately that evening. Whether the report had got around that Ferry Hill needed sixty dollars for her hockey team I can't say, but it's a fact that ORCHESTRA when the curtain went up-only twenty minutes late! there were exactly one hundred and twenty-eight persons in the gymnasium who had paid for admission, and as the price was fifty cents apiece the one hundred and MR. GALLUP twenty-eight persons meant just sixty-four dolMR. FORREST lars in the cigar box on the table by the door! MISS EMERY Hammond turned out in force, almost sixty of her boys attending; Miss Cutler's School for Young Ladies was well represented by twentytwo of Harry's schoolmates under the protection of Miss Letitia Cutler herself; the village contributed generously; while as for Ferry Hill, every youth not holding an official position of some sort and there were few that did n't

SONG: "The School on the Hill."

The Audience will please join in the singing.

Stage Manager

Assistant Stage Manager

Property Man

Electrician

Prompter

Wardrobe Lady

MR. ROGERS
MR. EATON

MR. PORTER

MR. PRYOR

MR. THAYER
MISS EMERY

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was on hand, even Horace and Otto being

Automobiles and launches may be ordered for 10:45. unable to resist the promises of the programme, There's no harm in ordering.

The Audience is earnestly requested not to throw gar: den truck or hennery produce. Bricks may be obtained from the Gentlemanly Ushers.

Attendants will report promptly to the Management any inattention on the part of the Audience.

Persons unable to resist weeping at the jokes will please step outside. Rain checks may be had at the door.

A MERRY CHRISTMAS! VOL. XXXIII.-76.

while the culinary and dormitory force, as well as John the gardener and general factotum, were huddled about the door. Down in the second row sat Doctor and Mrs. Emery and some friends from the village. Walker and Fernald made most presentable ushers, and, as their duties consisted principally of supplying programmes and answering questions, they did finely.

I'm not going to attempt a description of the first part of that entertainment. In the first place it was beyond description, far too stupendous and awe-inspiring for my pen to do justice to. From the time the curtain arose as correctly as though it had never misbehaved! -revealing the World Famous Aggregation of Senegambian Entertainers until-well, until it fell hurriedly two hours later, everything went beautifully. Of course there were little misadventures, but such are expected and only add to the hilarity of an amateur show. When Chub's tambourine flew whirling out of his hand and fell into Mrs. Emery's lap it seemed an excellent joke. When Warren fell over a chair and landed on all fours in front of the descending curtain everybody applauded up roariously. When, in the plantation sketch, the roof of the log-cabin fell in because Post had thoughtlessly leaned against the door-frame, and Sid, in the role of Aunt Dinah, floundered terrifiedly out through the window with a spirited rending of feminine garments the audience rocked in merriment.

The orchestra, a Silver Cove combination of piano, flute and violin, did wonderfully considering the fact that it had attended but one rehearsal. The solos, especially Mr. Cobb's and Tom Forrest's, were cordially received. Harris and Kirby buried the hatchet temporarily and got through "Shine, Silv'ry Star" most brilliantly and had to give an encore. Mr. Cobb and Mr. Buckman did a ludicrous negro song which brought the house down, though not in the same way as Post had. The chorus work was good and the jokes took just as well as though they had been all fresh and new. Some few of them were. When Post asked Rogers if he knew what the principal article of diet was at the school across the river, and when he was finally prevailed on to dispel the interlocutor's ignorance and replied "Hammond eggs," the visitors from Hammond shrieked their appreciation. When Harris explained that Ferry Hill was the brightest school in the country because the students had their wits sharpened by Emery, the Doctor chuckled most appreciatively. Even the punning joke to which Jack Rogers had taken exception and which related the matrimonial adventures of

Mr. Cobb and a fictitious Miss Webb went well. Chub's imitations were distinctly clever, that of Mr. Buckman coaching the crew throwing the Ferry Hill portion of the assemblage at least into convulsions. Sid "did his worst," according to promise, and made a hit more by his earnest desire to please than by any musical results obtained from his banjo. Mr. Cobb's monologues were screamingly funny and he had hard work getting away from the audience. Professor Carlos Cole, better known as Charlie Cole of the Middle Class, did n't quite make good all the promises of the programme, but executed some clever tricks of palming and even managed, with some difficulty, to extract one of Harry's pigeons out of an empty bottle with the aid of a voluminous handkerchief which fluttered suspiciously when produced. The sketch entitled "Christmas Eve on the Plantation" went better than anyone dared hope, principally, perhaps, for the reason that about everybody forgot his lines and did what and how he pleased. The first half came to a triumphant end with the entire company of entertainers filling the little stage and vigorously proclaiming that they were "going to live, anyhow, until they died."

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During the intermission black-faced youths emerged from the dressing-room under the balcony and visited friends in the audience and the orchestra performed its "Medley of College Airs." The programme's announcement of College Tableaux had whetted the audience's curiosity, and when the hall was darkened, the bell tinkled and the curtain-still on its good behavior-rolled noiselessly up there was a general craning forward of heads.

The painted back drop had given way to a curtain of white cloth. In front of it stood a large oblong frame of wood covered with gilt paper. Behind the latter, like a picture in its frame, stood Bacon on a little white-draped dais, impersonating a Yale oarsman. His costume was a blue sleeveless jersey with a white Y stitched on it, white trunks, turned-down socks and rowing-shoes. In his right hand he supported an oar with a blue blade. A gas pipe had been run around the inner side of the frame and the dozens of little jets threw a brilliant light on the motionless figure. The ap

plause was instant and hearty. Bacon kept the pose for a minute while the orchestra played "Boola," and then the curtain fell again. Presently it went up to reveal Roy in his crimson sweater, moleskin trousers, crimson stockings and tan shoes. A white H adorned the front of the sweater and under his arm was a football. Again the applause, quite as hearty as before,

"CHUB'S TAMBOURINE FLEW WHIRLING OUT OF HIS HANDS AND FELL INTO MRS. EMERY'S LAP."

as a Cornell oarsman, Gallup as a Columbia tennis player and Tom Forrest, with a sixteenpound hammer behind him, poised for a throw. Forrest wore Dartmouth's colors and made an unmistakable hit.

But the audience was agog for the next picture. Harry had devised the tableaux and had insisted upon being allowed to appear as Vassar. And although to Jack and Chub and Roy a girls' college had seemed out of place on the programme, yet they were too grateful to Harry for her assistance to think of refusing her. And when the curtain rolled up for the last time they were all very glad they had n't. For Harry was the success of the evening.

She was standing two-thirds-face to the audience, a black mortar-board cap on her head, a flowing black gown reaching to her feet and a book under her arm. The pose was grace itself. But the crowning glory of the picture was Harry's hair. She had coiled it at the back of her little head, thereby adding several years to her apparent age, and the intense light of the sizzing gas-jets made it glow and shimmer like red gold. A very bright, happy and demure-looking Vassar student she made, and a pretty one, too. Roy, watching from the wings, could hardly believe that the smiling, grown-up young lady in front of him was the red-haired little minx who had "sassed" him so sharply in the stable yard that first day of their acquaintance.

The applause grew and grew; at the back of the hall John, the gardener, had forgotten his awe of the surroundings and was "hurrahing" loudly, egged on by the admiring women servants. And then suddenly the applause gave place to cries of alarm. Persons in the front row sprang to their feet. Those behind them

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while the strains of "Up the Street came from pushed back their chairs and, without knowing the orchestra.

Chub, who came next, represented a Princeton baseball player, striped stockings on his sturdy legs, grey shirt over his black jersey, a grey cap set rakishly over his smiling face and a mask and ball under his arm. The applause seemed to be more a tribute to Chub, the captain of the Ferry Hill Nine, than to the picture he made or the college he represented. After the music of "Old Nassau" had ceased the curtain fell once more. Then followed Warren

the cause, became imbued with the panic of those in front. Some one cried "Fire!" and instantly the place was in an uproar.

But those in the wings had seen as quickly as those in the audience and it was Roy who dashed across the stage, picked Harry bodily from the dais, laid her down and crushed the flames out of her black gown with his hands before any of the others near by had recovered from their momentary panic. Harry, whitefaced but silent through it all, was helped

unharmed to her feet and the curtain came down the gas-jets, caught fire and had been burned with a rush. It had been " a narrow squeeze," away for a space of several feet up one side.

Doctor and Mrs. Emery joined Roy, Mr. Cobb and Jack as they conducted Harry to the dressingroom and they were both embarrassingly profuse in their praise of Roy's presence of mind. The Doctor insisted on shaking hands, and it was then that the discovery was made that while the rescued had escaped injury the rescuer had not. Both of Roy's hands were pretty badly scorched, although Roy tried to convince them that they were not. Mr. Cobb sent for oil and bandages and Harry, in order to reassure the audience, was led before the curtain, where she received applause more hearty than ever. The incident had effectually ended the evening's performance and the singing of the school song was omitted. When Harry came back to the dressing-room, still pale and rather sober, she walked over to Roy who, was seated awaiting the "first aid to the injured," and, as she could not grasp his scorched hands, she impulsively leaned over and kissed his cheek. "Please, Roy," she whispered, "thank you very, very much! I shan't forget it. You were so good, so generous. Andand I'm sorry I was so low-down mean!"

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"IT WAS ROY WHO DASHED ACROSS THE STAGE."

as Chub excitedly termed it, but, save for a fright, Harry was none the worse for the happening. But the same could not be said for her black gown. It had fluttered against one of

(To be continued.)

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