The Jersey City news. (Jersey City [N.J.]) 1889-1906, 1896-02-12
JOYIAL ]. c. CLUB
Two Hundred Members See
the Holiday Stag
eavort III the
Theatre.
JOSIE SABEL THE STAR
Her Songs Woke Up the Boys to
Chorus-Musical Tramps
and Freaks.

.
The Jersey City Climb held its third stag
OF the season last night in the finest of
all Jersey City club theatres. 1t was a
good stag as stays go. but Il was not up
efther in talent or attendance to the one
OF New Years eve. There were only six
Artists on the list. but they were fine in
their line, and soon had the 200 people
present in a rare good humor. The pro-
gramme was begun at $3.50 O'Clock and
was finished a few minu before eleven.
PROFESSOR McDonough at the piano played
the opening overture as it was styled,
upon the piano. After a severe and high
~ euphonious wrestling match with that
Instrument. the honors IN which went to
the Professor. the curtain was runs up
on Professor Martyn-another professor
who gave limitations with the aid of easily
adjusted disguises. OF a number of char
acters. The deHneation of an old negro
minister type was amusing. n long
drawn sing-song. the gasping and snuffing
between words was funnily ard faith-
fully reproduced. There was no doubt
ing tbhe twang with which the words
We're spoken: it belongs to none but the
old negro preacher of the sylvan camp
meeting.
When the Jersey City Clubmen worked
their fins" industriously for an encore the
Professor gave an imitation Of a country
lad. 1t was as well done. though prob
ably not so difficult of accomplishment as
the first. The three Dunbar Sisters came
next on the bill. They were said to nave
been born and raised i'm England. but it
seemed is if their English nationality
was born in their brains. They worked
very hard and succeeded at times in con-
cealing a Bowery accent under the cock
ney twang which is recognized in many
places as the true A~nglo-rnaniacal mode
of speech. They said ivy for may"
and "iy'' for ..jay.'' and sang .abau-et er
myden faa-er" in a charming manner in
deed. They tripped a lively dance to the
music of the honeymoon March," an I'M
usual s~tage-dancing air.
The Unique QuarIette, which came next
on the list. was not very happy in Its
first selection, an ambitious one about
spring that sounded like a florists cat
the aspect of affairs considerably. The
second tenor sang She Might Have
Seen Better Days with great effect.
of each line of the chorus, the quartette
coming in at that point and completing
the line IN a series of beautiful chords.
ing on the Old Barn Floor" and Way
Down Yonder in the Corn Field" In
these the basso exercised his deep lungs
and Questionable depth of tone.
Here Prof. McDonough played a three
minute selection as a sort of intermis-
sion. His nimble digits gambolled over
the keyboard with such symphonic eff
some of the audience were for having
more of it, as their hearty applause
showed. Tim Cronan came out after the
Professor was through, and talked, sang
of the people. His gags were in some
cases gifted with white whiskers, but
otherwise he was more than satisfac-
Tim was very, very good. but. who was
bothering about Tim when "the', Jo-
sephine sabel was next on the pro-
as Josie Sabel than as the French Cham
tante Internationale, but the Clinton ave-
u boys were ready to welcome her
anyway. Gracious a desert she
parlson With her own refreshing oasis
like presence. AS she stepped Out in a
handsome gown of shoe-top length she
little face is worth noting, for the black
hair, the too broad forenead and the
almost pug nose; then there are the
matter, about her looks when you have
heard her sing.
She began BY chanting a song in
Erencn that no one present understood.
social rank knitted their brows over and
pursed up their lips at. These same fell
lows augned uproariously wher there
butts aands" and "thes'' as they dropped
from those pouting lips, but there were
whole sentence. Still the sHoop-la,
Hoop-la.. of the refrain was enjoyed by
the club tigers as well as by the linguists.
Oh. what a sigh OF relief went up when
Josephine began her next solo in Gods
W LANGUAGE" as one member frankly
ignorant OF FRENCH idioms. called the En-
glish She sang a sweet ballad
with lullaby refrain. and with that quick
change of manner for which she is. noted,
sung it with true expression and sym
pathy. Then she was beautiful to look
upon. Her face lit up with emotion, and
she stirred up sound-nerves in that hall
In response to the enthusiastic encore,
she sang. docs Anybody Want to Buy a,
Pair OF m It was funny but u~nsatis-
.swhooped it up" with clapping of hands,
pounding heels. and shrill whistling.
After some show of resistance that she
dered at discretion and sang Somebody
sang it, and first. last and ali the time her
list. In the chorus the boys sang with
her. She sang the last verse over again
for an encore, and was reluctantly per-
Binn and Binn. Musical Tramps,' were
very fine in their selections. and their
manner OF playing Tnem Was 1freprOach-
an organ, playing sullfvan's Lost Chord,
was applauded. One Of them played
Paradise Alley" on 4 e9gnet, They both
octave Of keys. Their performance on
these difficult instruments was excellent.
The hit of the evening and the musical
gem Of the entire .p~rogramme was TIE
deep. rich tones of the violin combined
with the reedy tones of the other with
wonderful effect in the "Ah che la
Morte'' from '~sTrovatore.' 1t was repeated
in reponse to a tremendous encore which
drowned an attempt the team made to 90
on with the prosrarnsne by playing the
"Pcst-Horn Galop.. The post horn had to
be laid aside however. while the duet was
repeated, The repetition was perfect,
too. and the audience was DISPOSED to
have il again. but, finally desisted. The
specially concluded with a clever sleigh
bell duet, in which the bells were dis
posed about the lining of the two mems
coats: This was the last Of q good pro-
regretfully filed out and went home or to
the nearest d~ispensary, as they call them
in South Carolina.
LAST NIGHTS FIRES.