4 A FEW MEMORIES
long articles, enthusiastic about the present and full of predictions for the future.
After seeing Evadne, Mr. De Bar engaged me for the following week to close that historic old theatre, the St. Charles, at New Orleans, before it was converted into a music-hall or variety theatre. After travelling from Saturday until Monday there was only time for one hurried rehearsal for that night's performance. The company, like the one at St. Louis, was composed of a most helpful and kindly set of men and women, who found no trouble too great to make the plays successful. But our hearts sank very low on learning that not one seat had been sold for the entire week. The outlook was hopeless, and horrible visions of failure and new debts rose up before me. I could not but be amused, however, when the Irish box-keeper said: " Och, the houly saints bliss yer yung heart, not a sate have we sauld for the wake. Oi asked
Missus Me------if she wud give me the plisure of
sinding her a few tickets for the wake. Ye see, she's the mither of a large family, and Oi thought they wud help to fill up a bit ' Well,' sez she, condiscenclin'-loike,'if it wud obloige ye, sur, I moight take a few.' ' Divil a bit,' sez I, with me temper up,c if it's only to obloige me, not a sate do