The San Francisco call., 1904-07-18

1t is lucky for the Zancigs-at the
Orpheum this week-that San Fran
cisco is not old Salem. If it were.
this weird couple would be concerning
themselves with another sort of
steak" at breakfast this good Mon
day morning. After yesterday after
noon Salem would have given them
black cat and a broomstick-to fly
abroad O. dark nights, and indeed one
wouldn't blame Salem over much. We
call them telepathists to-day, and take
twenty minutes of 'em at the Orpheum
its long lane that does not lead
to the Orpheum.
But there were those at the show
yesterday with a dark advocacy for
old Salem methods. No telling
where this sort of thing will end"
said they. The male Zancig says
any one can do it. Suppose the
missus were to take it up-what in
thunder would a fellow do? The
woman knows what the mans think
ing about before he knows himself.
Christopher Columbus, It's danger
Gus, man.
II certainly sets one to wondering
what would happen if society were en-
rapport in the Zancig fashion. AS the
professor" claims. Nine. Zancig seems
to see what he sees''-and, indeed. only
so can their wonderful performance be
explained. Madame Zancig, a little
lady who looks even as you and /,
stands upon the stage with a black
board. The professor, who is at the
transmitting end of the Zancigrams.
wanders among the audience. He gives
some of II states and the arithmetic
sharps fill 'em with figures. Puncturing
his temples with a weird forefnger. the
professor then says "noWi" and
Madame Zancig chalks up the answers,
ard quite frequently more quickly than
Mr.. Zancig gets them. A man at the
back of the house shows his visiting
card to the masculine Zancig, the lady
instantly calls out the name. She calls
out instantly the name of anything the
professor touches, and he touches
things at the rate of ten to the second,
apparently. 1t is all done in a fash
in fact It's quite weird, and if any
body has any other explanation than
telepathy I'd be glad to hear it,
The rest of the bill is on par with
the Zancig turn, that is to say 1t is of
the best for many a moon Rose Cogh-
Ian, with her voice of a thousand,
makes her debut into local vaudeville.
The distinguished actress brings
playlet-that were better a play, en-
titled Between Matinee and Night"
In it Miss Coghlan appears as an act
TeSS IN particularly engaging deSh-
abille. The play was written by Miss
Coglan and Clarence Harvey, and
though overcrowded with interest for
its length, gives the actress many at
tractive acting opportunities Agnes
Roslyn, of Miss Coghlans support acts
charmingly a stage-struck girl. Then
the Musical Kleist" has the cleverest
and most original musical turn that
has perhaps ever been seen at the
Orpheum; Cunningham and Smith are
outrageously funny acrobats; Julian
Rose, the most humorous of Hebrews,
is another light of the week. and what
more could you ask?
BLANCHE PARTINGTON.
"A Thoroughbred Tramp" at The
California had every situation in it
that ever appeared in melodrama or
"rough-house' comedy. T. Rush
Thompson p. b., brake-beam jockey
and many other things, played by
Harry Lewellyn, drew a full hand of
laughs every time he appeared. P. G.
Mclean, billed as Bill Griffin, a heart
less rascal" was a successful villain,
or a villainous success, as you please.
Though Harry Won Meter. the hero,
had a few quarrels with his accent he
was all there when it came to double
crossing the arch villain. There were
a couple of cheap-skate villains but no
villainess.
Teresa Belmont Walters, the heroine,
was very winning and Maude Monroe,
inOonue WAS "fo0 cute for ANYTHING