“ ‘Recital of Songs by Dorothy Reitz, soprano,’” she read. “ ‘DeWitt Goldstein at the piano. Champion piano. Seats fifty cents to two dollars. Boxes fifteen dollars. Plus ten per cent tax. Now at box office.’”
She kissed Dorothy.
“At last!” she exclaimed. “At last!”
Her enthusiasm mounted on Sunday, when Uncle EI- liott showed her the amusement section of the Times. Mrs. Loamford and her brother read aloud in unison the copy which had been inserted.
Recital of Songs by Dorothy
R E I T Z
Soprano
Tickets 55c to $2.20. Now at Box Office.
(Champion piano)
Mgt. Underwood Concert Corp.
Arnold telephoned to announce that he had discovered an item about Dorothy in the Tribune. All crowded about the receiver to hear him read it.
“Dorothy Reitz, a young American soprano,’ ” came Arnold’s voice, “ ‘will be heard in a program of songs at Aeolian Hall two weeks from Saturday.’ ”
Mrs. Loamford immediately sent out for a dozen copies of the Tribune.
“And tomorrow,” she added, “we'll get a scrap-book— and a big one, too!”
Early Monday morning arrived Miss Weatherby from the Musical Cosmos. She was a singularly lovely girl. Her complexion was so fresh and ruddy that Dorothy sus- pected her of cosmetics, but a close scrutiny betrayed
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