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Presents Saturday March II GOES WEST Standing behind the scenes, the cast looks almost ludicrous ... they somehow give the impression of a motley crew of rag-tag kids playing out on the corner lot instead of characters out of the Wild Wild West ... Larry, with his passion-purple fez and John with his beard, sitting in the rear of the auditorium, look- ing like a skinny Farouk and Fidel, laughing hys- terically at the actors stumbling over their reactions to each other as characters Dance hall girls, looking like somebody's little sister on Prom Night-a far cry from wicked women of the world ... a pitifully stupid looking cowboy who mut- ters under his breath that his rented red long johns are too tight ... a "hired gun from Hoboken" whose garment district accent seems ridiculously out of place. . bloodthirsty Indians craving a piece of French-fried liver ... and a smiling nude hanging over the bar reigning over it all . Laughter suddenly silenced when the audience filters in. . half of the cast coughing, knowing they should be in the infirmary because the damned flu epidemic had to come this week .. hoping their voices won't crack too much on-stage . . A sudden panic when the curtain goes up . parched throats ... a squelched gulp. and "Mary- belle Goes West" is on. . this time, for real. this time, the cast delivering as it never has before. "Of course I'll go 10 the Homecoming Dance wilh yon. IV hal did you say :rour name was?"