Show I STAGE ILLUSIONS SHATTERED 1 Why the Aristocratic Young Woman is no Longer in the Chorus Societybred ladles who go upon the stage must bo prepared to have their I finer sensibilities subjected to n good deal of rude wrenching and Jolting I One of them rehearsing for a new colossal majestic spectacular melodrama melo-drama had a shocking experience yesterday yes-terday She was 0 real highborn lady with an expensive mink coat and beaded gown ana almost as many finger rings and sunbursts as if she had enjoyed three months experience In comic opera op-era chorus Instead of being an absolute novice who didnt know the difference between u stn brace and a stick of pink grease paint Her friends all told her that she had wonderful talent and was born to be an actress and tho best way to begin was to tackle the bottom round of the ladder lad-der and toiL upward to the pinnacle ot fame by Blow and sure stages So Instead of planking down exorbitant exorbi-tant advance fees at dramatic school she decided to be an extra lady at the merely nominal but absolutely certain wage of 6 and furnish her own costumes cos-tumes She was somewhat surprised and offended of-fended that the stage manager persisted persist-ed In referring to her as No 7 Instead In-stead ot Miss SoandSo and she had n suspicion that some of the supernumeraries supernu-meraries culled from less fashionable walks of life were saying rude things about her personal appearance and attire at-tire l c u u bne nciu out uraveiy however against thee petty alights wisely attributing them to lack of culture and good breedIng breed-Ing but the climax came when a shlrt sleeved stage carpenter of bruta unshaven un-shaven visage and shoving a piece of Hcenory suddenly bore down upon her with coarse and profane expressions of warning She naturally expected him to touch his cap deferentially and say Please lady move Instead of that he glared at her like an Infuriated maniac and yelled Git to outer hero I was then that she reeled and fell In n swoon from which she was revived re-vived by the wardrobe woman who throw water on her from a rusty tin cup and made cutting remarks about the pernicious custom of tight lacing among the aristocracy What was It sympathetically questioned ques-tioned young woman in a Tam oShan ler and a 40cent shirt waist bending I over her anxiously Did1 the man run Into you No gasped the victim of foul outrage out-rage faintly but the wretch actually blasphemed The trembling novlqo no longer stands palpitant upon the threshold of 0 professional pro-fessional career The stage IB not at all what she thought It was and she hits determined to fit herself a an elocutionist elocu-tionist for Y M C A lyceum entertain nacjitu E D Price In the New York Telegraph I r |