APPLAUSE


A certain theatrical troupe, after a dreary and unsuccessful tour,

finally arrived in a small New Jersey town. That night, though there was

no furore or general uprising of the audience, there was enough

hand-clapping to arouse the troupe's dejected spirits. The leading man

stepped to the foot-lights after the first act and bowed profoundly.

Still the clapping continued.



When he went behind the scenes he
aw an Irish stagehand laughing

heartily. "Well, what do you think of that?" asked the actor, throwing

out his chest.



"What d'ye mane?" replied the Irishman.



"Why, the hand-clapping out there," was the reply.



"Hand-clapping?"



"Yes," said the Thespian, "they are giving me enough applause to show

they appreciate me."



"D'ye call thot applause?" inquired the old fellow. "Whoi, thot's not

applause. Thot's the audience killin' mosquitoes."





Applause is the spur of noble minds, the end and aim of weak

ones.--_Colton_.





O Popular Applause! what heart of man is proof against thy sweet,

seducing charms?--_Cowper_.



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