Santa Fe new Mexican. [volume] (Santa Fe, N.M.) 1898-1951, 1905-02-21
GREAT Is THE
ELKS' SHOW
Minstrel and Polite Vaudeville
Aggregation Of Santa Fe a
Roaring Success.
Also It Sticks to the Walls and is un.
der the Seats...WiII Do It Again
Tenight...0h Joy! ;,

Great and glorious is the Elks' show
Long live George s. Best, minstre
king. May he live to be a theatrical
light to the BEST People on Earth,
a thousand years hence. His produc
tion for the Santa Fe antlered herd is
a triumph of his art.
Praised also be the local talent. 1t
shines like a star of morning and
flames like noon day sun.
One instinctively sensed what was
in store from the iridescent smile
which DR.. David Knapp flashed from
the box Office at the entrance.
Filled to the overflow, the house
was comfortably heated and brilliantly
lighted. Morrison's orchestra with a
superb overture set the air apulse with
music.
Then the curtain lifted. Words fail
the dazzling illumination of that circle
in black. Herein is the irony of fate.
For If the penny line scrawler of this
worded tinsel owned half either Of the
good looks or talent of that magic
circle of all-stars he would be mil
lionaire. Particularly Bill Clark. Even
the lights went out when Willie sang.
Arthur Griffin is going to stuff with
current jam tonight to help the lights
bear the shock. You see they-George
Best, Norman King and the rest-let
Willie Clark 60 in first and win a
home, partly because they knew he
would never have any show after
they went in and partly because no one
else on earth is wise to Willie's pat
ent waltz across the stage. Willie's
memory faltered once, but his voice
didn't get the cue so he finished i'm
promptu and at the wire he was all
there. He received some flowers,
carrot and an encore and one of these
was merited. They are not always po-
lite in houses like that. In this very
instance they never so much as in
quired as to how the actors would
have their vegetables. They were
served raw.
Thomas P. Gable took alfalfa and
cabbage, and sang Teasing" He
brought it upon his own head for he
sang Teasing" before he got the cab
bage or the alfalfa. Even the carrots
did not arrive until he had sung
Teasing" They were partly only
teasing him for inside the alfalfa were
roses which was the very prettiest
conceit of the purely voluntary decor
ations.
1t is regrettable that some of the
vegetables, particularly the turnips,
did not reach the stage in time to
catch John Zimmermann's polite
vaudeville" bow. They took the next
stage and were there for the expiring
notes Of "Scandalous Eyes"
This beautiful and pathetic romance
would have to be Continued in our
next if the press did not have an op-
portunity to catch it's iron breath
while Mr.. Bones and Mr.. Blackface
exchanged Santa Fe compliments.
Some of them were too awful Others
skirted the outer rim of responsibility.
None of them were prayer book copy
rights. They said that the only lock
Bill Clark could not spring was al
golden lock on Paul Wunchman's re-
spected head. They said that suits
sold for SO much the size on time
and that George w. Hickox stood in
his tracks and shrank from twenty
dollar form until he got suit for
eighty-five cents. They said Daddy"
Horn had hives because a girl once
called him Honey" and they told
where the flies went In winter, but this
is where the New Mexican fatty ire
nigs." A Canon cocktail" was de-
scribed as a Beveridge guaranteed to
kill the statehood bill or any old bill
except Bill Clark.
After the worst had come to the
worst the Best allowed the aggrega-
tion Of double jointed world wonders
to continue to startle and amuse. "Let-
tuce Forget 1t" is what A. J. Fischer
would say today, but last night it was
IF You Love Me. Baby, Make a Fuss
Over Me-" Fischer is professional
travelling incog in the disguise of a
druggist. He was never found out un.
til last night. His dark secret has been
exposed.
Frank Owen sang with his mouth.
There was general concern lest the
audience would fall into the mouth he
sang with. and never again be heard
from. It may not have been as bad
as 1t was painted. Often q woman's
face is like that and why not Frank
Owens mouth? Besides, it is secret
yet none the less a fact, that he gets
extra for contortions.
h Back, Back, to Baltimore" is where
"A. L. Morrison. Jr., wished himself
last night. He had reasons. They
were uncooked and beautifully assert.
(Gontlnuod on Pnuo Five. !