The Sorrows of a Show Girl

Purchase one of 1st World Library's Classic Books and help support our free internet library of downloadable eBooks. Visit us online at www.1stWorldLibrary.ORG - - ""Ain't it appalling,"" demanded Sabrina, the Show Girl, ""ain'tit appalling the way the show game has gone to the morguethis season?""I never seen nothing like it since I been in the business, andwhile I ain't going to flash no family Bible that's been sometime. Why, shows that were making money if they played tothirty-two dollars on the day just naturally died. Me? Youknow I wasn't hep to the outlook. I come prancing into townfresh from doing one-night stands through the unculturedWest. We did bum business for fair, but shucks, there ain't fivedollars' worth of real money in all of Southern Kansas at notime. Salaries! Huh! I had to send home for money to pay myfines with. I cavort gaily out to hunt a job and find a line fromMr. Seymour's office that made the run on the KnickerbockerTrust Company look like the nightly window sale of 'TheEvangelist.' I never seen so many of my friends in town at onetime in my life, and if you make a noise like a dollar-billanywhere between the two Flatirons you're liable to be thecenter of a raging mob. I heard it breathed that all thetheatrical storehouses in town were playing to S.R.O.