Skip to main content

Full text of "A few memories"

See other formats

54                             A FEW MEMORIES
As I was in the quiet church the hour for n
hearsal struck, and I started for the theatre in
radiant frame of mind.    Passing with my peopl
through the darkened house and private boxes co-
ered with their linen dusters, I found myself fc
the first time upon the stage.    How strange an
dream-like it seemed, that empty theatre, lighte
only here and there by the faint glimmer of tl:
gray day without, bereft of all the eager faces
had always been peopled with!    And the stage
How dismal it was with the noisy patter of tl
rain on its tin roof, a small gas-jet burning in tl
centre, throwing a dingy light on the men ar
women (they did not relish the extra rehearse
gloomily standing in the wings!    Could they 1
the brilliant, sparkling courtiers I had seen but
few nights before blazing in jewels and wreathe
in smiles ?    On seeing me, all looked surprise
Some made remarks in whispers, which I felt
be unkind; others laughed audibly.   Scarcely si
teen, my hair in a long braid, my frock reachii
to  my boot-tops, tall, shy, and awkward, I m;
have given them cause for merriment; but it w
as cruel, I thought, as underbred, to make no <
fort to conceal their mirth at my expense.    Ho
ever, their rudeness was salutary in its effect, pi