“It will be,” Scoop grinned, “in ten jerks of a lamb’s tail.”
Here is the advertisement that he wrote, after considerable changing and erasing:
WORLD’S GREATEST BLACK ART SHOW OPENS TO-NIGHT
To-night we will give our first show on our magnificent floating theater, the Sally Ann, which will leave the central bridge dock, for a moonlight trip down the canal, at 8:30.
We’ve got the best show of its kind on earth, and you don’t want to miss it.
Something doing every minute. [[55]]
Kermann, the master magician of the age, will make his first appearance in Tutter.
He makes tables disappear right before your very eyes.
See the amazing “Living Head.”
A show for big people as well as kids.
Enjoy this moonlight excursion on our beautiful canal; hear the orchestrelle, the only musical instrument of its kind in town.
Admission, 15c. Children, 10c.
THE “SALLY ANN” SHOW COMPANY
| Admission, 15c. | Children, 10c. |
Pretty soon we were in the street, headed for the show boat.
“This afternoon,” Scoop planned, “we’ll have a rehearsal; then we’ll start the engine and run the Sally Ann to the central bridge dock. If we play the organ we’ll attract a lot of attention. People will come running to find out what’s going on. Then they’ll see our ad in to-night’s paper. That’ll bring them out.” [[56]]
CHAPTER VII
OUR FIRST SHOW
In line with our leader’s plans, we had a rehearsal that afternoon, running the show boat a short distance out of town, so that we could do our rehearsing undisturbed.