The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1904-09-17
Estimated 1000 Shows Arc
Preparing I'm New York.
Making Ready to Tour the MANY
Circuits.
THE UNIQUE FEATURES
Some of the Peculiar Incidents
Arising from Mistakes,
The Actors Sometimes Mis-
taken for Villains.

A theatrical booking agent who is
pretty good with a pencil estimates
that there are 1000 Shows rehears-
ing in and around New York at the
present time. This may well be. For
the past month or so one has been
liable to run into a theatrical rehear-
sal almost anywhere in New York.
All OF the stages. of course. have been
held down by rehearsing organfzat ions
every hour of the day and night All
of the dance halls, big and little, East
side, West side, all around the town.
have been chartered by the rehearsers.
4hey have even overlooked into the
beer gardens propinQuity not so I'M
desirable in the view of some of the
mines. The tiny Harlem fiat parlors
of the principals of fiy-by-night thear-
rical outfits have been and are being
utilized for rehearsals. Some of the
rehearsals, for the matter of that, have
bulged and overlapped into the open
air of the parks-of Central park in
particular.
1t was in the nature of things that
this widespread rehearsing should
cause some confusion in the minds of
persons unfamiliar with matters touch
in on and appertsinin' to the stage.
Several resulting errors have had to be
Strengthened out III the police courts.
A young MAN who would have been
quite pasSable looking had il not been
for black eye and a lumpy forehead
was the complainant against the dri-
Yer of a hanson cab in the Yorkville
police court the other morning. a pref
~. decidedly theatrical appearing young
woman was his assistant complainant.
This fellow. your honor" explained
the young man with the facial marks
of punishment, pointing to the cab dri-
Yer, deliberately jumped off of his cab
in Central park and began to soak me.
Look at mel"
What have you got to say for your
self. my man?' the magistrate gravely
inquired of the cabman.
ledge, your honor" said the cab
man. I on'y done wot I'd expec' any
decent Teller t do FIR me own sister. 1
was drivin' my empty cab troo tn park
yistiddy afternoon, wen hears, close
L tn road. this Teller abusin' tn goil
WOt'S wit him. / hoped from me cab
an rubbersi on a big rock, sort of a
cliff overlookin' a gorge, an this dub'S
tryin L git his hans around her t'roat
L choke her
Gimme them papers, he yells at
her. or by tn turkey sky wot bends
above us I'll trun youse down L tn
Jagged rocks below An then he grabs
tn goil by tn t'roat and she screams
wit all Ter lungs. Then I gets busy, !
jedge. your honor. 1t looked like me |
butt-in. an 1 was there 1 hands him |
a couple o. clouts on tn jaw an two 4
or tree in tn Stats, an then a mount |
ed cop spins along, an this Teller has
tn noive L have me pinched-"
1t was one of those annoying rehears-
ing mistakes. of course The damaged /
young man explained to the magistrate |
that he was the leading juvenile for |
the Curses on the Cards" company. |
and that the young woman at his side |
was the leading woman On their way |
through the park they had started TO /
rehearse the great Bit that made the |
finale of the third act, when the cab
man had Grabbed the situation by mes
sing me up this way, your honor" as
the leading juvenile pathetically put II /
The chivalrous cabman was turned |
loose by the magistrate, with the admo-
milton that the next time he happened |
upon a young woman being abused In |
public he'd better take pains to find out
If there was a forged will mixed up IN /
the melee, in which case his interior
ence would be unjustifiable-
A waiter in an upper Broadway
bierstube had an experience similar to
the claimants. His case came up before
the magistrate at Jefferson market
court. A tall young man and short
young woman, it seems, had been
peaceably partaking of malt refresh
ment in a rear compartment OF the
bierstube when. all of sudden. the
young woman flashed a saw (knife) |
bout a yard long" as the waiter ex-
planned in court
Il t'ink she TUX it out o. her stockin,
but amt sure O. that part of it, the
waiter went on. "Annyhow, she puts
tn edge o tn saw agin this young fell
ler's throat, an she yells at him, Re
store L me tn patrimony wot youse
swiped from me mother, Carroll VAL
demar, or youse'u never leave this cha