Amarilly of Clothes-line Alley

Produced by Juliet Sutherland, Tony Browne and PG
Distributed Proofreaders
1915
He was gazing into her intent eyes with a look of adoration
You may all, she directed, look at Amarilly's work
To-night he found himself less able than usual to cope with her caprices
Be nice to Mr. St. John! whispered the little peacemaker
The tiny, trivial touch of Destiny that caused the turn in Amarilly's fate-tide came one morning when, in her capacity as assistant to the scrub ladies at the Barlow Stock Theatre, she viewed for the first time the dress rehearsal of A Terrible Trial . Heretofore the patient little plodder had found in her occupation only the sordid satisfaction of drawing her wages, but now the resplendent costumes, the tragedy in the gestures of the villain, the languid grace of Lord Algernon, and the haughty treble of the leading lady struck the spark that fired ambition in her sluggish breast.
Oh! she gasped in wistful-voiced soliloquy, as she leaned against her mop-stick and gazed aspiringly at the stage, I wonder if I couldn't rise!
Sure thing, you kin! derisively assured Pete Noyes, vender of gum at matinées. I'll speak to de maniger. Mebby he'll let youse scrub de galleries.
Amarilly, case-hardened against raillery by reason of the possession of a multitude of young brothers, paid no heed to the bantering scoffer, but resumed her work in dogged dejection.
Say, Mr. Vedder, Amarilly's stage-struck! called Pete to the ticket- seller, who chanced to be passing.