A Story Of Fanny Ellsler

While on the subject of acti'Mses and their habita let 1110 teil you an inecdo te of tlie celebra tod Fauuy Ellslci- which I have never beforo seen 'm type. lier dressing room was spacion.s, well ventilalcd. and well furuished. save that the fiirniture was unifonnly covcred with chalk dust. - Chalk was everywhere - on cliairs, floor and toilet tab] e. One night aa the author of the "Diablo Boitenx" en te red Fanny'a logo, he fotmd her and pantlng1 in a passionate fury most maniftcent to bchold. "My dear Burat," sho cried (Burat was hér manager), "I uu in a ïearful rago. Just l'ancy ! ïuy passeul is at hand and the corps de ballet Uuvo stolen my chalk." "Yrhat, stolen it! Can it bc possible?" '■l'ossiijle? 1 have loolvcd evcrywhei'o and questioned every one - Nathalie, Fits James, Noblet, lier sister - dl deny Isnowinsf atiythinaboutit. It's a conspiracy, that's cleal'. Burat, you'II come to the roseue and get me some chalk, Vfiü you not,;"' "My duur young' lady," urged Burat, "wlierc am 1 to get il ?'' Nonsense, sot out and get it somowheïa," pi.'Lulantly pleaded the danseuse. "Never niind Uie eost. You've a quiirter ot nu huur bclore the curtain rises. Go, pleasc," and she puskeil him through the ilooi'. It was 11 p. in.; the shops wore sluit. Tlie unl'orMinate vaihlevillist was more embarrassed to discover tlie desired clialk than lie had ever been to iuvent a plot. JStevertheless, lie dii not despair. In tweive luiuutea he caine back, his cheeks llushod, his voice thick, a tremor in his guit, but ' twenty piuces ol'clialk in his pocket handkercliief. 'Bravo! Bravo !" gleofully shouted Fanny Lüsler. "lluv ïuuch do 1 owo yon Y' "The prico of ten glasses of Co-cognac," hiccoughed Burat. '! had to patl'onize ten cales 'í'ore I could steal all that chalk." ím ■ r The Auburn Advertiscr claims to be rcliably informed that on the night betore liis boats were sawed at Chautauqua Lako (Jourtney told suine of li is bosom 1] iencls lo %'go home, ior thci'c'H bc no race."