The Sorrows of a Show Girl by Kenneth McGaffey
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when I see a car with 'Forty-second street, crosstown,' on it I wanted
to gallup up and kiss the motorman. "Well, I've got to leave you here. Will tell you how I happened to leave Emporia the next time I see you. Take it from me, I had rather be a shine on Broadway than a glare anywhere else. So long." In which Sabrina chronicles some more of the adventures that happened to her while visiting her parents and details how she stood the town on edge, was ejected therefrom, and the remarks she made on the subject. CHAPTER SIX "They say a rolling stone gathers no moss, but it's a cinch that this pebble could have gathered a bunch of lemons since she has fallen into her inheritance if she had but listened to their plaintive plea," remarked Sabrina, the Show Girl, after we had seated ourselves at the table. "Has some one been seeking your hand in marriage?" she was asked. "Honest, there are more dubs around this town who had rather get married than work than there are actors on Broadway now. I have had three |
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