Maid Marian, and Other StoriesSeawell, Molly Elliot
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Maid Marian, and Other Stories
Seawell, Molly Elliot
Manners and customs -- Fiction; Short stories, American
We had rehearsed pretty well, and when the big curtain rolled up,
and Ted and I bounded out on the stage dressed in a kind of jockey
costume--white silk tights with red silk stockings, blue satin shirts
with jockey caps of blue and red, and jockeys' whips in our hands--we
both felt pretty cool. Then we began our clog dance. It was the finest
kind of clog dancing, I will say, although I did part of it myself,
and then we introduced a new feature, singing while the clogs rattled
on the floor, and every muscle moving alike. Of course it took--the
singing as much as the dancing--and the people hurrahed and clapped
and shouted, and wouldn't leave off until we had gone over it three
times, and the end man had come on the stage and asked permission for
the other performers to go home and go to bed, as the audience seemed
fully satisfied with the Valbella Brothers. Then they laughed, and we
got back to our dressing-room, when old Sam Stacker stood ready to hug
us both.
But it was at the last scene that our really great performance came
off. I had a pretty hard time making Sam Stacker agree to the expense
for this act, but as we were playing a two weeks' engagement, I
finally bullied him into it. It required cutting away some of the
flies temporarily, and putting in a twenty-foot-square skylight over
the stage. This skylight opened in two sections, and after our second
appearance, more clog dancing and more scientific ground-tumbling, a
big red balloon descended slowly from the roof. At the bottom of this
was a double trapeze, and as soon as the balloon came within reach
the Valbella Brothers sprang up--we had to get rid of some weights
pretty cleverly to make the balloon rise, because we couldn't manage
the sand-bags commonly used--grabbed at the trapeze, and performed the
double-trapeze act while the great illuminated balloon rose slowly in
the air up--up, up, through the roof. Of course on the outside two or
three fellows stood on the roof, and we threw them a rope with which
they held on to the balloon while we jumped off; and then the gas was
let out, and the balloon folded up and laid away for the next day,
because after the first night we had to give two performances--one in
the afternoon and one in the evening--to satisfy the people, and then
the "standing-room only" sign was out before the doors were opened.
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