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THE MOTION PICTURE STORY MAGAZINE.
"ZOUNDS !" EXCLAIMED BUMrTIOUS, "AND THEY CALL THAT ACTING !"
would have done so, had not Miss Miffle soothed his ruffled temper. Suddenly this almost human typhoon calmed down. An idea seemed to strike him. He placed a finger on his forehead, let it slip down to his nose, and ejaculated:
"It shall be so."
And it was so later on, for the thought that Bumptious had in mind was to form a Dramatic Club, of which he would be president. He would choose the plays, he would — well, in fact, he would do everything. Seizing the opportunity, just as speedily as he had annexed the lady's hair in the theatre, Bumptious summoned a select crowd of almost equally ambitious Thespians, male and female, and forthwith announced his intention. It was welcomed with enthusiasm, and a Club was then and there formed. Bumptious was unanimously elected president, and not only did 'the "Bumptious Players" come into existence, but a Mutual Admiration Society was formed on the spot. Neither, however, lasted long— but that is the end of the story.
One week from that date the first
meeting of the Bumptious Players was held, with the president in the chair. Without putting it to the vote, for Bumptious was somewhat monarchical in his methods of procedure, he announced that the first performance given by the Club would take place in a month's time. The play would be Shakespeare's "Eomeo and Juliet." The other members gave a gasp at this pronunciamento, but Bumptious proceeded :
"Ladies and gentlemen, we can but fail, tho such a word is not in my dictionary; but, if we do not succeed at the first attempt to quite realize all the charms of this peerless tragedy, the sweet, the bitter love, the hatred, the festivities, the dark forebodings, the tender embraces, the annihilations, nay, even the sepulchers of this beautiful poem, we will at least deserve success, and leave an echo behind in the minds of our audience, which can but resemble a single but endless sigh."
Oratory like this could not but move any company, so they, one and all, agreed that after all "Eomeo and Juliet" was the correct play on which