. Harper's young people . seem to cause the manager much trouble,for after rooting about on the floor, through a closet ortwo, and along a row of hooks, he presently held up apretty little blue cloak, slashed with silver, a velvet capof the same color with a feather sticking jauntily out of 216 I-IAllPERS YOUNG PEOPLE. VOLUME IV. one side, a pair of spotless white tights, a tiny sword, silkstockings, pumps with blue bows—in short, the completeoutfit of a young prince of the olden time. In this dazzling costume, then, he assisted Reg to arrayhimself, all the while rapidly explaining what would
. Harper's young people . seem to cause the manager much trouble,for after rooting about on the floor, through a closet ortwo, and along a row of hooks, he presently held up apretty little blue cloak, slashed with silver, a velvet capof the same color with a feather sticking jauntily out of 216 I-IAllPERS YOUNG PEOPLE. VOLUME IV. one side, a pair of spotless white tights, a tiny sword, silkstockings, pumps with blue bows—in short, the completeoutfit of a young prince of the olden time. In this dazzling costume, then, he assisted Reg to arrayhimself, all the while rapidly explaining what would berequired of him in the character. Reg had a generous supply of the imitative faculty inhis composition, and by the time the sword was buckledon and the cap placed atop of his powdered wig, he wasable to strut up and down the dressing-room with a veryfair copy of the princely stride set him by Mr. Smith. If he had not forgotten all about Aunt Susan in his wild-ly excited state, he would have wondered if she could have. REG GOES SLEEP IN A PRIVATE BOX AT SMITHS THEATRE. recognized him, as, standing before the cracked looking-glass, he practiced a gracious waving of the hand and thecorrect style of a royal bow. Indeed, he scarcely knewhimself,and when his face came to be touched up a lit-tle for the performance, Mr. Smith declared that he wouldalmost be ready to believe that he was either the realPrince Budaway or else Master Cecil Scotrini, poorSammy Tinburns stage name, as it was printed on theprogrammes. Good! good! cried the delighted junior manager, ap-plauding softly, as Reg, with stately tread, walked to andfro in front of him, as proud as a peacock. I know its a risky thing to let you appear without giving you aregular rehearsal with the company, but as long as youdont have a word to say, and seem to take to the clothesso naturally, I dont see but what youll do every bit aswell as Sammy himself. But mind, if you speak or laughwhile on the stage, you may know what to ex
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