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The Jinx
A Mabel Normand comedy, Retold in rhyme — admission free!
By C. L. Edson
T^HE "Jinx" was just a circus drudge, A-slaving for a master cru'l.
"A circus drudge?" you say, "Oh, fudge,
There isn't no sich animule. "A circus drudge," you say, and laugh,
"A downtrod circus hired girl ; Who has to wash the big giraffe,
And teach the tiger's tail to curl." You guess "she mopped the saw-dust ring,
And scrubbed the seats with shoulders bent, And fired the great Fire-Eating King,
And lugged out ashes from his tent." Well, laugh then, while you've got a chance,
For it's a comic film, you know ; And here's the "hired girl" in pants,
The Jinx that busted up the show. The while she combed the tigers' tails,
And brushed the old orang-utan, And polished Jumbo's finger nails,
She wooed the ticket-seller man This man — a youth of tender age —
He "doubled" in the circus show; He did the "wild man" in a cage —
The "Spotted Man From Borneo." Of course the little circus Jinx
Was also eager to perform ; She thought (poor, silly little minx)
That she could take the crowd by storm. And so she told a fatal lie,
That made the star performer quit; The Jinx then had
The nerve to try To do her act
And make a hit.
Of course she flivvered in the stunt,
She was the real "raspberry Jane," The people booed her out in front, \ And cried, "You give us all a pain."
\ And then the owner of the show, ^ ) Ran in and shoved her off the stage ; The Spotted Man From Borneo Beheld it from his iron cage. The Jinx was nothing but a child,
The showman beat her black and blue; The wild man then went really "wild," He broke his cage and out he flew ! The boss had fitted him with fangs,
These fangs now bit the boss' neck; The crowd mixed in the fight in gangs,
And all the show became a wreck. The little Jinx, in terror, fled ;
Still clad in silks and bangles rare; She hid within a buggy shed ;
Some orphan children found her there. For them a day of glory shone;
(The other show they had not seen) They staged a circus all their own;
The Jinx became their circus queen. Now comes the wild man at the close, And while the spying kiddies linger,
He takes the ring from out his nose, And slips it on her wedding finger!