Evening Star Newspaper, May 8, 1921, Page 74

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THE SUNDAY STAR, WASHINGTON, D. C.—ROTOGRAVURE SECTION —MAY 8. 1921 AMONG US MORTALS For Sweet Charity’s Sake oy i New Yor “Now, then, who'll bid seventy-five, who'll bid seventy-five —did some one say seventy-five in the gallery Auction- ing off the kewpie doll between the acts is a Stiff job. Mr. Doughty is pretending that bids are coming thick and fast from all over the house to stimulate in terest. Not getting over with it Man in the audience suddenly interested in the contents of the pro- gram about the time when they are auctioning off the kewpie doll dressed just like the prima donna. “I'm sure none of you need to be told about the wonderful good which the rest and lunch room for the drivers and delivery boys is doing at the present time. And I know you will all feel like giving to this glo- rious cause,” etc. The leading man auctions off the program auto- graphed by the com- pany—with the usual foreword. Patroness being, oh, so patronizing. Disapproves of the whole thing. Wanted a cake sale instead, but was voted down. The one blot on an otherwise successful eve- ning comes during the first intermission, when Miss Finn, the secretary, and Mrs. Wartle-Smith, chairman of the finance committee, realize that i ips—"I wish to subscribe,” etc.—have been left behind. The envelopes have been brought, but what use is it to pass them around without the slips inside? Both Miss Finn and Mrs. Wartle-Smith "agree on this point. The Monday night performance of “Chase Me, Girls,” has been taken over by the board of managers and friends of the West Side Bide-a-Wee Lunch and Rest Room for Delivery Boys and Truck Drivers, and the proceeds will go toward the fund which provides for vacations for the house committee. Little wonder then that all the love- liest of this season's debs (as well as some from last year, and a few years before that) have turned out en masse to sell programs and flowers, looking as much as possible like Follies girls. They have perhaps just a little more paint on than the girls on the stage. The chorus on the stage, in the West- chester lawn féte scene, looking as much as possible like leaders of the social world. As all the girls (young and old) in the audience are doing their darned- est to look like prize chorus girls a happy medium ought to be struck somewhere. Very much worried young man who has made the grievous blunder of handing out a 210 bill when purchasing a 50-cent program. You see, Program girl No. 1 hasn't any change and really doesn’t know where to find any. Program girl No. 2, when appealed toisn’t much help, for, she explains, nobody has seemed to erpect any change when she sold a program, and so, of course, she hasn't any change. Program girl No. 1 will, no doubt, let the young man have two extra programs gratis, and call it square.

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