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<h2><SPAN name="page504"></SPAN><span class="pagenum"></span>A MANAGER’S PERPLEXITIES</h2>
<p class="poetry"> <span class="smcap">Were</span> I a king in very truth,<br/>
And had a son—a guileless
youth—<br/>
In probable succession;<br/>
To teach him patience, teach him
tact,<br/>
How promptly in a fix to act,<br
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He should adopt, in point of
fact,<br/>
A manager’s profession.<br/>
To that condition he should
stoop<br/>
(Despite a too fond mother),<br/>
With eight or ten
“stars” in his troupe,<br/>
All jealous of each other!<br/>
Oh, the man who can rule a theatrical crew,<br/>
Each member a genius (and some of them two),<br/>
And manage to humour them, little and great,<br/>
Can govern a tuppenny-ha’penny State!</p>
<p class="poetry"> Both A and
B rehearsal slight—<br/>
They say they’ll be
“all right at night”<br/>
(They’ve both to go to school yet);<br/>
C in each act <i>must</i> change
her dress,<br/>
D <i>will</i> attempt to
“square the press”;<br/>
E won’t play Romeo unless<br
/>
His grandmother plays Juliet;<br/>
F claims all hoydens as her
rights<br/>
(She’s played them thirty seasons);<br/>
And G must show herself in
tights<br/>
For two convincing reasons—<br/>
Two very well-shaped reasons!<br/>
Oh, the man who can drive a theatrical team,<br/>
With wheelers and leaders in order supreme,<br/>
Can govern and rule, with a wave of his fin,<br/>
All Europe and Asia—with Ireland thrown in!</p>
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