Omaha Daily Bee Newspaper, February 27, 1910, Page 21

LUSIONS OF THE STACE Queer Things Found in a Theater's Property Room. HOW “EFFECTS” ARE PRODUCED Rird Play In New York that “Chantecler’—Prob Antes | antea S the Property Man and How Me Meets Them. V YORK, Feb. The property room Hippodrome s the largest in the | I8 made up of many rooms pa under the building and it ains all sorts of curious things You are on the for unusual | “props,” things that doesn't come across In the ordinary stage spectacles, and a reference Is made to “Chantecler,” The gulde scoffs at ths suggestion that there is any originality in the idea of Rostand’s play. He stops among a pile of has beens in a corner and extracting a bunch of iridescent feathers recalls the bird ballet, the scene of which was lald in the Harz mountalng and which repre ‘ sented a convocation of all the diff u-mi species in the bird kingdom who acted in the romantic drama. He closes the lid of the chest“with a grunt, which, If he were 1t sages an con- | search one might have been & sign, and less practiea), says: “That's the worst of it. You thing and it's beautiful ana public ke it, and just as you are settled down to a sort of jog trot the thing h to come off and something go In get some new and tha s place It takes a year to prepare a spectacle that runs through a few months. After it | taken off all the wonderful ‘props,’ which meant ths expenditure of thousands of dol lars, practically @lsappear. “The difference between the ‘props’ of Hippodrome and of the ordinary stage In the fact that with the enormous here we can often use cheap sub- stitutes impossible fn a smaller theater. On the other hand, the wear and tear forces us to the use of durable material duplicating fragile and dellcate stuffs that may be employed without disaster In other playhouses. ““The papier-mache chicken and rolls that were at one time in every property room are still used here when neces '+ While the advance of property art in other theaters has evolved a bird creation made of hardened bread crumbs and water moulded Into shape and browned. Such a chicken may be dexterlously carved, lend ing an alr of reality to the stage ban- quet On the Hippodrome stage the fine touch of carving would be absolutely and uttorly wasted “When the play ‘On’'the Heights" produced some one came here looking for the s¥in of a St. Bernard dog. Talk about the lies spaces was v IOOM SQUAD. unused ‘pr what do you think of that for demand? The were certain lines in the plece which required this skin and the staff had a hard time locating on “More and more the competition shown in the setting of the scenes in the theaters demands that every detall shall be perfect. n of one play I have in when it was taken off, the entire bedroom set was removed to the home of the man ager and Is now the property of his wife, who Is sald by her friendly rivals to have & more stunning room than any of her ac- quaintances.” The gulde has stopped in a corridor spreading out at either end into enlarged spaces. Here are stored the ‘big props,” as distingulshed from hand ‘“props.” There are a trolley car on a track which leads to one of the stage entrances, a gon- dola some fifty feet long, a broken down hack, a Japanese rickshaw, an alirship, a line of vari-colored automobiles and the remains of a sinking Island, made of wood, | cables and Inflated rubber tires. In one corner is & boat capable of holding a score of people and a lion's cage, whose tenants | are out of town just now The guide asks you to plck out the real | from the faked articles and though stand- ing near them vou frequently have to guess the case | mind, | § OMAHA BUNDAY BEE: FEBRUARY 27, 1910. l E\\nh!d know that” and ha points | where the sections W PROPERTY ROOM WORKERS, “The trolley car fs an old-timer we pur- chased from the street rallway company,” he comments. *“We got it cheaper than we could make it; I guess there isn't any- thing that is any more useless than a trol- ley car to seed. The hack. too, is real You select the gondola as another in- gone again, stance of veraclous stage setting and the 3 de smiles at vour disocrnment faklest thing of all; should think “The a chid tine. which it is made are | busine joined But & Iy Kvery one of prely the autos.” you sa o mad $200 cach, but we car t £0 or $80. T as are the | tr them right her could b of sa them for suppose we s atan |# and n avera manufact Japanese rickshaws, but the |enough. The beat [ ana while it look it a | vpset 1t the contrary the occupants had o pr water wagon I8 faked se yellow win is real [ in p factured. whnle « en that I too, | ence nan as n't | some At on wh ) Iy w used ful | “I heard one th )t the Peary party say that | vealing an telegt s th | 4o, but it 1s only stunts | auttie forea. | “Du | suttin | were noted n t You mark exl tendas other the t | ougt many pa ale heap m of Irish. joke, su [the skinboats made and used by the Eski- mos are so nicely balanced that when one of them was manned once by @ squad of | Peary's men and met another with Peary | himselt on board, the two hoatloads deavored to salute and the motion of right arms involved sent the whole lot of men into the ice water “This boat manufactured along en- the Is that arome the roles entrusted to them or to add to the | | six da Haviy It don't do for any people oes of »ne moves w0 s far is s which ace tvhe gentle b the was a poles was v from hed bet aph pol at it is ult uring *Th season's tent oce g in slightly At the nee \ second clami ed “prog of the nts ma oilet A roles f the judge's requirements of a country | ing passed these this time obsolet ot al uns all of an The i that to In: the & g an & orner all the h o ing bt turn perfectly acrobatie ween safe | on e Bat produ red to the electr olisio njured time consequence was not eaning that 100 w s to repair the damage that occurred er over pa'" an boards which accelerate the of one of the v N y, an ready invasion of New ke 1s ached one of the many stand af the Hippo- sert their own ideas of pectacle with original save. th husds 18, with field of telegraph just behind Kept the y seemed d sinu topaz visior poles stoet neroplanes the audi e by oup ot the to \ mida )t the upper ether of the which the dark lady another To " perfedtly flat s not an easy winter season required that while the light ambled cable heavy stage thing to hundred working on N the who re- fasten a quired of the tle in ictions, the Air' one of a slight acel- o apparatus, r In which several me The accldent was the press, but the mentioned, that con kmen labored somo stepladders around some spring ontrances Marcelline a and ana r tired 'p for a moment to watch one of the at the elephant and an f tank mplete hippodrome thor- been cast for to neck struggle to the less strenu- efrcus. Hav- you begin to some battlements, a used for d a corresponding heap charged with wads in York by the it it bp a water ¢ neck has urements, shells once the gulde's the room containing A CHARACTER STUDY IN only “hand props” your glance Is directed, here and there, at claws of lobat e the mermalds, the of mer balls and bats nsed fn the game staging was superintended by McGraw, a shell full of nl and & on hooks helow of minery spectacie. A seama 1o be employed note thit the hot= hasket, tilled to which seaweed halr pl ales hen, A S Army canteens K« these, & simila this winter's holding a teaset fr those purposes until hina fs rive ay vig ol lanterns for lacquer tray a o dirt ally ent m us for estic each t o of the t gleaned the brim are newly \ bargaln 1 red chrysanthemums »d from Paris to replace those in “The Trip Japan," and are to be taken for the chemical bath h will render them fireproof if it does take from them the appearance of newly starched garden frocks The lanterns accompanying also their way to the bathtub, and Japanese parasols made of cretonne in- stead of the fragile paper of which similar articles manufactured for com use are being examined to sce that handles and tops are in perfect condition. While the tirst set of flowers, lanterns and cos tumes came from Parls. a set has all been duplicated in the Hippodrome prop- erty room. The blot of color hes At oA with arrly out thess are on are the seo {s shadowed by barrels full of smokepots, about a foot '1 length each, composed of saltpetre, dried powder and sawdust. When you see smoke coming | out of the chimney of from the | tield of battle, you learn that several score {of the smokepots have been called into | requisition. A real Hotchkiss rifle 1s pulled out from its rec acle and exhibited with pride by the property man, who, v+ ing all his life among shams and artifl , has the glad hand outstretched toward any= thing that spells reality. Bven a little can of green paint, os fied and forgotten in a dark corner, has its history. The Hibernian clan of the Hippo- drome workers had last year determined to celebrate thelr patron saint's day by painting the eleph t a vivid emerald, and frustrated In their attempts, the material purchased for the purpose has since then lain unnoted and forgotten, like many thousand other articles of the property room which have had their day and passed into the state of desuetude. A house or “PROPS. (Copyright, 1910, by Bobbs Merrill Co) | CHAPTER 11. A TORN TELEGRAM. 1 lunched alone at the Gilmore house, and went back to the city at once. The sun had lifted the Mists, and a fresh sum- raer wind had cleared away the smoke pall. The boulevard was full of cars fly- ing countryward for the Saturday half holl- day, toward golf and tennis, green ffelds and babbling girls. T gritted my teeth and thought of McKnight at Richmond, visiting the lady with the geographical name. And then, for the first time, I as- soolated John Gilmore's granddaughte with the “West" that McKnight had !rrita- bly flung at me. 1 still carried my traveling bag, for Mc- Knight's wislon at the window of the empty house had not been without effect. 1 did not transfer the notes to my pocket, and, it I had, it would not have altered the sityation later. Only the other day Me- Knight put this very thing up to me. “1 warned you,” he reminded me. ‘I told you there were queer things coming, and to be on your guard. You ought to have taken your revoiver. “It would have been of exactly as much use a8 a bucket of snow In—Africa.” I re- torted, “If I had never closed my eyes, or 1 T had kept my finger on the trigger of a six-shooter (which Is novelesque for re- volver), the result would have been the same. And the next time you want a little excitement with every varlety of thrill thrown in, I can put you by way of it You begin by getting the wrong berth In a Pullman car, and end—" “Oh, I know how it ends™ he finished | shortly. don't you suppose the whole thing’s written on my spinal marrow?" But I am wandering again, That Is the | difficulty with the unprofessional story teller: he yaws back and forth and can't | keep in the wind; he drops his characters | overboard when he hasn't any further use for them and drowns them; he forgets the | coffee pot and the frying pan and all the other small essertials, and, if he carries a love atfair, he mutters a fervent “Allah be praised” when he lands them, drenched with adventures, at the matrimonial dock at the end of the final chapter. I put in a thoroughly unsatistactory | afternoon. Time dragged ecternally. 1 dropped in at a summer vaudeville, and | bought some tles at & haberdasher's. 1 weas bored but unexpectant; I had no premonition of what was to come. Noth- ing unusual had ever happened to me; friends of mine had sometimes sailed the | high seas of adventure skirted the coasts of chance, but all of the shipwrecks had ocourred after @ woman passenger had been taken on %0, 1 had always sald ‘no women!" 1 repeated it to myself thaz evening almost xavagely, when I found my thoughts straving back to the pieture of John Gilmore's granddaughter. 1 even ar- gued as 1 ate my solitary dinner in @ down-town restaurant. “flayen't you troubles enough” I re. flevted, “‘without looking for more™ Hasn't Bad News gone lame, with a matl- nee ruce booked for next week? Other- wige aren’t you comfortable? Do you want 1o sell & pony in order to have the library done over in misston or the drawing room in gold? Do you want somebody to count the empty cigarette boxes lying around every morning?"” Lay it to the long ldle afternoon, to the new environment, to anything you like, but I began to think that perhaps T aid. I was confoundedly lonely. For the first time In my life its even course hegan to waver: the needle registered warning marks on the matrimonial siesmograph, lines vague enough, but lines. My |alligator bag lay at locked. While I walted for leaned back and surveyed the people curiously, There were the usual couples Intent’ on each other: my new mind made me regard them with tolerance. But at the next table, woman dined together, a different atmo- sphere prevalled. My attention caught by the woman's face. She had been speaking earnestly across the table, her profile turned to me. T had noticed casually her earnest manner, her samber clothes, and the great miass of odd, bronze- colored halr on her neck. But suddenly she glanced toward me and the utter hope- leasnoss—almost tragedy—of her expression struck me with a shock. She half closed Ler eyes and drew a long breath, then she turned again to the man across the table. Neither one was cating. He sat low In his chair, his chin on his chest, ugly folds of thick flssh protruding over his collar, He was probably 8, bald, grotesque, sullen, and yet not without a suggestion of power, But he had been drinking: as I looked, he raised an unsteady hand and summoned a waiter with a wine lst. The young woman bent across the table and spoke again quickly. She had un- consciously raised her voice. Not beauli- ful, In her earnestness and stress she rather interested me. I had an idle inclination to adviss the waiter to remove the bottled temptation from the tatle. I wonder what would have happened if I had? Suppose Harrington had not been intoxicated wher he entered the Pullman car Ontarlo that night! For they were about to make a journe I gathered, and the young woman wished to go alone. I drank three cups of cotfee, which aceounted for my wakefulness la and shamelessly watched the tableau b fore me. The womar's protest evidently went for nothing; across the table the man grunted monosyllablc replies and grew more and more lowering and sullen. Once, during & brief uncxpected pianissimo in my feet, still | the musie, her volce eame to me sharply: “If T could only see him in time!" she was saying. “Oh, It's terrible!" In spite of my interest 1 would have for- gotten the whole Incldent at once, erased it from my mind as one does the inessen- tials and clutterings of memory, had T not met them again, later that evening, in the Pennsylvania statlon. The situation between them had not visibly altered: the same dogged determination showed in the man’s face, but the young woman—daugh- ter or wife? T wondered—had drawn down her vell and 1 could only suspect what white misery lay beneath. I bought my berth after waiting in a line of some eight or ten people. When, step Ly step, 1 had almost reached the window, my coffee I| in- | state of | where a man and | was first | |a tall woman whom T had not noticed be- fore spoke me from my elbow. She | had a ticket and money in her hand. “Will you tryv to get me a lower you buy yours?" she asked. * eled for three nights In uppers. I conmented, of course; beyond that ardly noticed the woman. I had a vague impression of height and a certain amount of stateliness, but the crowd was pushing behind me, and some one was standing on my foot. I got two lowers easlly, and, turning with the change and berths, out the tickets. “Which will you have?’ I asked eleven or lower te 41 “It makes no difference,” ‘hank you very much Indeed.” At random 1 gave her lower cleven, and called a porter to help her with her lug- gage. 1 followed them leisurely to the tradn shed, and ten minutes more saw us under way 1 looked into my car, but it presented the pecullarly unattractive appearance common to sleepers. The berths were made up: tho cent sle was a path between walls of dingy, breezc repelling eurtains, while the two eats at each end of the car were ted high with sult cases end umbrellas. The perspiring porter was trying to be In places at once somebody has said that Pullman porters are black so they won't show the dirt, but they certainly show the heat. Nine-fiftéen was an outrageous hour to &0 to bed, especially since I sleep little or not at all on the train, so 1 made my way to the smokcr and passed the time until nearly 11 with cigarettes and a magazine, The car was very close. It was a warm night, and before turning in I stood a short time in the vestibule. The train had heen stopping at frequent intervals, and, finding the brakeman there, I asked the trouble, It seemed that there had been a hot box on the next car, and that only were we late, but we were delaying the second sec tion, just behind. I was beginning to feel pleasantly drowsy, and the alr was grow- ing cooler as we got into the mountains, 1 said good-night to the brakeman went back to my berth. lower ten was already occupled—a suit case projected from beneath, a pair of shoes stood on the floor, and from behind the curtains came the heavy, unmistakable breathing of deep sleep. I hunted out the porter and together we investigated. “*Are you asleep, * asked the porter leaning Qeferentially answer forthe he opened the curtains and looked in. Yes, the intruder was aslecp very much asleep—and an overwhelm odor of whisky proclaimed that he would probably remain asleep until morning. 1 was irritated. The car was full, and 1 was not disposed to take an upper in order to allow this drunken interloper to comfortably in my berth. ‘““You'll have to get out shaking him angrily. grunted and turned over. As he did so, I saw his features for the first time. It was the quarrelscme man of the restau- vant 1 was less disposed than ever to relin- quish my claim, but the porter, after a little quiet Investigation, offered a solu have trav- “Lower she sald. s1x not and sir over ming o a sleep of this," I sald But he merel when | held | To my surprlse, | tion of the difficulty. “There's no one in lower nine,”” he suggested, pulling open the curtains just across. “It's likely nine's his bérth, and he's made a mistake, owing his condition. You'd bet take nine, it 1 a firm resolution owner turned up that later 1 aid, with nire’'s rightful opposite. . I. undressed leisurely, making sute of the safety of the forged notes, and placing my grip as before between mysel? and/the window. Béing & man of systematic habits, T ar- ranged my clothes carefully, putting my shoes out for the porter to polish, and stowing my collar and scarf in the lttle hammock swung for the purpose. At last, with my pillows so arranged that 1 could see out comfortably, unhyglenic looking Blanket turned | have always a distrust of those muc affairs—I prepared to wait gradually | steep. | But sleep did | came to frequent | mised the hot box back—T used for The train ating st nd 1 sur gain. T .m not a ner- vous man, but there was ¢ mething chill- g In the thought of the A section pounding along behind ue as T was | dozing, our locomotive whistled a shrill warning—"You keep back where v not visit m & One u 1|long,” it screamed to my drowsy ears, and | from somewhere bekind came tened “All-right-I-will.” 1 grow more and more wide-awake. a cha At | Cresson I got up on my elbow and hlinked | out at the statlon lights. Some passengers bearded the train there and I heard a weman's low tones, a southern voice, rich |and full. Then quliet again. Every n | was tense: time passed, perhans ten min- utes, possibly half an hour. The~ with- lout the slightest warning, as the tran | rounded & curve, a heavy body was thrown into my berth. The incident, trivial as it seemed, was startling in its suddenness. for although my ears were painfully strained and awake, I had heard no step outside. Ump again: still without a sound, my dls- turber had slipped away into the gloom and darkness. In a frenzy of wakefulness, T sat up, drew on a pair of slippers and fumbled for my bath Tobe. From a berth across, probably lower ten came that particularly aggravating snore should be just as unwakable as the man and with the | be- | The next instant the eurtain hnng | red and yellow bath robe, with an unkempt | to thateh of hair, walking up to her and as- | | suring her that he would protect her would | probably put her into hysterics, 1 had| done that once bofore, when burglars had tried to break into the house, and had startied the parlor mald into bed for a week. So I tried to assure myself that I had imagined the lady’s distress—or caused it, perhaps—and to dismiss her from my mind. Perhaps she was merely anxious about the unpleasant gentleman of the restaurant. I thought smugly that I could have told her all about him: that he was sleeping the sleep of the just and the in- | toxicated in @ berth that ought, by all that was falr and right to have been mine, and that if 1 were tled to A man who snored like that I should have him anaesthetized and his #oft palate put where it would never again flap like a loose sall in the wind We passed Harrisburg as T stood there. It was starlight, and the great crests of the Alleghenies had given way to low hills, At intervals we passed smud of gray white, no doubt in daytime comfortable farms, which MecKnight is a good way of putting It, the farms lot more comfortable than the prople on them, I was growing drowsy: the woman with the bronze hair and the horrified face was ding In retrospect. It was colder, tao, and I turned with a shiver to go in As 1 did so, a bit of paper fluttered into the air and =ettled my slecve, like butterfly on a gorgeous red and yellow |blossom. I picked it up curious and | | 8larced at it It was part of telegram | that had been torn into bits. face. glousl a 1tt watch beg 1 s put T there says | | a | belng a head “No th v in | my on a 1t erip.” upper There were only parts of four words on |dangle here all da et that the theughttul. but It ower scrap, it left puzzled and| * read; ower ten, car |find ten, car seven,” was my | The me | seve. 1 berth | emptea vallse. CHAP ACROS SR TIT 5 THE AISLE. he which begins lightly, delicately, faintly so- | prano, goes down the scale a note with | every breath, and, after keeping the listener tense with expectation, ends with an ex plosion that tears the very air more and more irritable: T sat on the edge of the berth and hoped the snorer choke to death He had considerable vitality, | he withstood one shock after another, survived to start again with new vigor In desperation I found some cigarettes and one match, piled my blankets my grip, and drawing the curtains tegether as though the berth were still occupled, 1 made my way to the vestibule of the car I was not clad for dress parade. Is because the male Is %o restricted to gloom in his everyday attire that he blossoms into gaudy colors in his pyjamas and dress- ing gowna? It would take a Turk to feel at home before an audience in my red agd vellow bath robe, a Christmas remembrance from Mrs. Klopton, with slippers to match , maturally, when I saw a feminine figure on the platform, my first Instinet was to dodge. The woman, however quicker than 1; she gave me a startled glance, wheeled and disappenrcd, with a flash of (wo bronge-colored 1nto the next car Cigarette box in one hi other, 1 leaned against of the door and gazed after figure. The mountain alr robe around my bare match burned to the end still T stared. For 1 had seen on pressive haunting look th Heaven } not psychological. Emotions have be written large before I can read them. But a woman in trouble always appeals to me, and this woman was more than that. She was in deadly fear If I had not been afrald of being ridicu- lous, I would have followed her. Rut I fanocled that the apparition of a man In = however and over was mateh in the ertain frame her van'shed flapped my bath nkl one my and her t ex face a was horror, nothing ows, T am T was | my parently strangled, or turned over, and so |enough then after a time I dropped asleep, to be awak- ened by the morning sunlight across my sealskin, of what the los; finger caution No solution offering Itself, I went back |alligator bag, and had turned over my berth. I felt for my . le. Stil held I th my The nk. on 2 I reached under the pillow and volce was giving quick orders in French, falled to find it, but something scratched | presumably to a mald. The porter was on the back of my hand. and nursed the wound, which was bleeding drowsy, tlously for what 1 searf pin, but there was nothing there. [“Reckon it was taken while you was wan- Wide awake now, I reached for my travel- Ing bag, on the chance that I had put my | in there. to me and had my hand on the Jock before 1'}l—"" I realized that it was not my own! Mine was of alligator hide. the beast in Florida, after an expenditure | hung from a Mook at of enough money to have bought a house | From the coat they traveled, dazed, to the ond enough energ snorer across had ap- atch, yawning prodi- I sat up irritably 1 felt more cau- supposed had been my had drawn the satchel I had killed to have built one. The in my hand was a black one, The staggering of my bag meant to me thought the bell and kept it until the porter came, through I sna under d alise ar berth her da porter sir tellow I ha for | fina 1t if you waken the entire car to do There bag the pped. o you this imp v ng of m frow the one 1 had bought and found pre- [ me with injured ai | pvercoat, Yo was 1 d rofr ill 17 DId you ring, sir?’ he asked, poking his curtains obsequiously. McKnight objeets that nobody can poke his Lead through a curtain and be obsequious. But Pullman po: and do. rang itself. What mean hy exchanging ? You'll have to ortant papers in that “Porter,” called a feminine voice from an near by “Porter,” am 1 to 1 said savagely, ine.' *d. Then looked at ity I brought in your carried vour own “You he u In an excess of to relinquish my ight! sed £ 0 T |other traps to the porter. It was clear 1 was simply a vietim of the usual sleeping car robhery. 1 was in a lather of perspiration by that time: the [lady down the car was still dangling and |talking about it: still nearer a feminine bis knees, looking under the berth, 4 there, sir,” he said, dusting his He was visibly more cheerful, hav- been absolved of responsibllity, Not knees. ing derin’ around the car last night.” “I'll give you $60 if you find it,” T sald. “A hundred. Reach up my shoes and | 1 stoppea abruptly. My eyes were fixed |in stupefied amazement on a coat that he foot of my berth. #oft-bosomed shirt beside it, and from there to the collar and cravat in the net ham- across the windows, | “A hundrea!” the porter repeated, show- ing his teeth, But I caught him by the arm and pointed to the foot of the berth, “What—what color's that coat?’ I asked unsteadily “‘Gray, sir, | reproof. “And—the trousers?" He reached over and held up one creased leg. “Gray, too,” he grinned. I could not belleve even his corroboration of my own eyes. “But my clothes were blue!” The porter was amused: he dived under the curtains and | brcught up a pair of shoes. “Your shoes, |sir,” he sald with a flourish, ‘“Reckon vou've been dreaming, sir.” Now, there are two things I always avold In my dress—possibly an idiosyneracy of my bachelor existence. Thess tabooed arti- cles are red neckties and tan shoes. And, not only were the shoes the porter lifted |from the floor a gorgeous shade of yel, low, but the scarf which was run through the turned over collar was a gaudy red. It took & full minute for the real import of fHrgs to penetrate my dazed Intelligence Then I ghve a vindictive kick at the of fending ensemble. “They're not mine, any of them,” snarled, /“They are some other fellow's, 'l it here until I take root before I put them on." | “"Phey’re nice lookin' clothes,” the porter put in, eying the red tie with appreciation, | “Aln’t everybody would have left you any- | thing." “Call mock His tone was one of gentle the conductor,” Then a possible | me. “oOn, | this berth? | “Seven, sir shoes— Seven! “Why the Is ni who belongs ‘Likely in The darky was enjoying himself. “‘You and the other gen- tleman just got mixed in the night. That's all, sir.” Tt that he thought T hal been drinking. 1 drew a long breath. Of course, that was the explanation, - This was number seven's berth, that was his 50ft hat, that his umbrella, his coat, his beg. My rage turned itation at mys self, The porter could hear Time to Time to get There nive. 1 I explanation porter—what's the sald shortly, occurred to number of If you cain't wear thoms In my reliet T almost shouted then, it's simple enough, T'm wrong berth all. My berth Only—where deuce 15 the man it in that's the was clear went s to the softly up, insinuating Are voles, awake? get up was no r guessed that | curtaing and v came back “Number Tmpty! there?" 1 don't you You do There aln't in, sponse from number had ned tha as looking in. e's empty,” | Do vou mea demanded A, my clothes My vallse? aren't Why answe glve time, noth'n' the But retorted. re i's been slept Be Continued.) "™ every she Like It woman marries words | She-I | At least 2 Lefore | He—In other women should ever marry, beileve should be you dou't think (1 Ance. the switt the Last L over 7 con- raskn In .+ and track 440- Roers. track 1 the has \ v next berth and [