The San Francisco call., 1897-03-07
The Bouncer, a Top-Loft
Actor Of Heavy Leads

gamin with the pathetic blue eyes past the
box office. and the urchin was happy on
his way to his heaven in the theater lott
when the chief bouncer pounced upon
him.
What are you doing here?' the officer
demanded of the youngster, as he grabbed
him by the collar.
please mister. Pm squared?' the
urchin gasped.
Squared nothing! Come along to the
box office and get your money backp' and :,
i'm pelied by the strong arm of the bouncer,
the gamin proceeded to the ticket sellers
window where the 10 cents he had paid
for admission was returned to him.
Sorry, Mr.. Powers" the bouncer said
to the press agent as the latter began to
tell of the cherub's plea, -"but this is about
the toughest kid we ever had in the gal
lery." And Innocent Blue Eyes was
ANONYMOUSLY showed into the street.
The bouncer earns his salary. From
the beginning to the end OF performance
he is about the busiest man in the house.
was talking to Jacks Tillman, the ourly
special officer of the Orpheum. the other
night, when he suddenly, with hurried
"S'cuse me-" darted away and made a
dash for the gallery. He returned in
few minutes q little breathless, but other
wise unperturbed.
''What was the matter?'' asked.
"Oh. l had to throw out couple of sail
ors who got gay" he said indifferentIy.
The gallery has keen appr eciation of
the ridiculous, and once its risi Utilities are
aroused even the bouncer finds it difficult
to control 1t. At times it is like the woman
who had an overweening desire to laugh
at a funeral.
The other night while most pathetic
scene was being enacted upon the stage of
one of the local theaters, the gallery broke
out suddenly in one loud guffaw. The
bouncer rushed to quell the disturbance.
He found the cause of the undue merri-
candy in the front row.
The man had been sitting quietly on one
of the rear seats, with his hat on, when he
saw a gcd who had been occupying one of
the reserved seats in the front row leave
the house with the air of one who was
leaving it for the night. This man made
a slide for the place and secured it. Hav-
ing taken his seat he removed his hat, in
accordance with the rules of the house
governing those who occupy such exalted
positions. Then the disturbance in the
gallery began. The mans head was as
bald as a billiard ball, save for a little
fringe of hair that skirted his collar.
A gamin directed the attention Of the
gallery 20 the shining mark, and immedi-
ately the gods broke into wild storm of
laughter and showered innumerabl Bile spit
balls at the luckess bald head. Before he
could restore the gallery to order the
bouncer had to induce the man to seek
less conspicuous place and to resume his
hat.
The gallery god is a stickler for his
'rights." He goes on the hypothesis that
he "has paid to see the show and he is
going to see it, He is DO respecter of
persons. A woman with big hat in front
regard for sex impels him to keep his dis
regard for all such to himself. Bouncer
Tillman had to arrest a man the other
night for insisting on the removal of a
woman's hat that offended him.
Now. look a-here," the gallery god said,
as Tillman escorted him down the stairs,
.'dis amt right-see? l asks de loidy
tree time 9. perlite TO take off her tile, an
ne wuon't do it-see? An who tell
wudn't get mad?"
Hugging ones best girl in the gallery is
not considered good form by the
bouncers. It's pose that doesn't go.
The other night young Barbary
Coaster, dressed up ITO kill" with his