Kansas City daily journal., 1897-01-31

charity. On leaving their hotel they en-
tered a nearby shoe store and Miss Brad
ley purchased for herself a new pair of
patent leather top shoes. Then they at
tempted to board street car to go to their
destination. and in SO doing Miss Bradley
slipped on the step of the car and cracked
one of her shoes. In the excitement Miss
james left her purse in the street car and
didn't discover the loss until she went to
the box office to purchase couple of
seats Fortunately. it contained only about
50. That evening DIT dinner. at the Planters
hotel, the waiter who was serving the
young ladies had his elbow showed by
landed in Miss BradleyS lap instead of on
the table. They then started to comment
on their days I'll luck, and wondered
whether they were hoodooed and what
would happen next. That evening at the
theater in the gymnasium scene, where
Miss James is supposed to mount steplad-
der and grasp a pair of flying EymnaStic
rings, the ladder slipped and she remained
suspended in the air holding on to the rings
her from her uncomfortable position. The
ladder slipped while she was mounting it
and poor little Miss James got a fall which
completely shattered her system. That was
the climax. Miss Bradley and Miss James,
while wondering what else was in store
Tor them. We're told by the stage manager
to read the cali before leaving the the
atcr. On inspecting the same, they We're
greeted with this:
This will be the company's two weeks
notice. Season closes in Kansas City at
the Grand opera house, on Saturday even
ing. February 6, as Mr.. Corbett goes into
training after that date for his contest on
March IL. WILLIAM A. BRADY,
Manager
Miss James looked at Miss Bradley and
together they remarked: Just our luck.
"Adonis'' Dixey met a funny. old negro
in Memphis. Tenn, during the present
tour of the Thoroughbred company.
Hour to tr1Nir1 riNfN
cold type can give Of the way Dixey tells
OF his colored acquaintance. 1t is hard TO
beiieVe that such verbose character as
this old darky hack driver ever hap,
pened, but no matter whether he ever did
or not, 1t makes a good DiXey story. Il
took a earriage from my hotel to the de-
pot. says DiXey, land the driver was a
regulation old Southern darky. uncle. We
hadn't gone more than block before he
turned in his seat and said:
Boss, eff yo' can say over few big
words on yo' way down, I'd be 'stremely
disobleeged TO yo'.
Cahn't git em too big, boss: Use a
pow'ful hand to member big words, an
git : EN- n of when a calamitous occasion
DO you expect to find use for them this
morning."
works down to de deDo', and whenever 1
comes round, he tries to show off ober me
an make me feel small. He'll try it on dis
paralyze his desirability."
I'VE had about half mile to go. and be-
fore we reached the depot l gave him d
large and choice assortment of Websrer's
longest vocabularic curiosities. When we
drew up at the platform Abraham was
there, besides a dozen white people AMI the
rest of the company, who were to so on
the train. 1t was good opportunity for
the son to show off, and realizing il. he
came forward and waved mis- arms, shout
ing; ing. 70 70 dar old man. man. na'nt l tola yo'
dat stupendous ole vehicle in de way of de
omnerbisbus? Some ole niSSers doaI.' seem
to hab no mo- idea of de consequently Cb
rectitude dan squash!'
Was yo' speaking to me, Sah?' stiffiy
demanded the father, as he stood up and
glared at Abraham.
'Ob coSe, l was
:" Den. sab. 1 walnut yo' to distinctly
un' n'erstan dat when de cooperation OBJ de
imperialism seems to assimilate Il disrep-
utable infringement of hereditary avari-
ciousness, l shall retract my individuality,
but not befo'-not befo', Sah!
Abraham's eyes hung out, his complex
ion became ash color, and his knees bent
under him as If the springs We're about to
give way. 1t was a minute before he could
utter a sound. and then he sluak away
with the muttered observations:
:" Things am gettin' so mixed that / can't
tell wedder I'm his son or his fadder.'"
As everyone knows who has seen James
A. Herne's beautiful play. Shore Acres"
an excellent turkey dinner is served in the
second act. This dinner consists of roast
celery, apple and mince pie, cake, bread
and butter, tea, coffee and milk This
dinner that looks so appetizing costs Mr.
| Herne on an average a trifie over 81 at
each, performance, and Shore Acres
has been played over fifteen hundred times
during the past four years by the two
companies now touring the United States
| the actor has paid out over $4,000 for
these realistic meals. At certain seasons
of the year it often becomes difficult to
obtain these turkeys and they often have
| to be ordered by telegraph and expressed
| to different points. There is a cold storage
warehouse in Boston and another in Chi
cago that has arranged with Mr.. Herne
| to keep this toothsome bird on hand
throughout the theatrical season and they
are ready at moments notice to forward
| the Shore Acres" turkey. Late in the
season it also becomes difficult to get good
| celery and then green unions are substi-
tuted. just as they are often obliged to
sauce. The actors like the change. The
| late Eugene Field was a warm personal
! friend of Mr.. Hernes and they often vis-
tied each other. On one occasion Mr..
| Field invited Mr.. Herne to a Sunday din
| ner, as he wanted him to meet some of his
| Chicago friends. 1t was during the winter
and Mrs. Field made special preparations
| for the event. Everything went along
| nicely until they brought in a magnificent
roast turkey, when the guests all began
| to laugh most uproariously. Mrs. Field
| joined in the merriment as soon as she
learned what they were laughing about.
| Mr. Herne dined that day of cold roast
| turkey.
The New York World, commenting upon
| the leading music hall sensation of that
| city, says: while this soulless creature
| goes through her overpaid exhibition of bad
| taste and mediocre art every night at this
| big music hail. many beautiful young wom-
| en-. with talent. education, foreheads and
! chins, voices and grace, are looking in vain
| for "a chance They cannot bear on their
| Bosoms the dazzling price of modesty since
| they have not sold it. Their careers are not
punctuated by suicides. Their private lives
| are no advertisement for their public ones.
| But even If they gain engagements they
| capnot escape the flavor of vulgarity that
is spread thickly all over the music hall
stage.
What are they generally, called upon to
| do? Why. initiate one of those vulgar
| singers. An imitation of Held. Barrison or
| Otero is now the popular thing. Yes. ladies
| of vaudevillian aspirations. if you are not
vulgar you must reflect vulgarity. If you
| come. here without diamond shop and the
| suicidal record. the divorce list or an erotic
| reputation, you must show your chiffon
bloomers as some vulgar feminine fool pre-
| ceding you has shown her chiffon bloom
| ers.''
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