The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1906-08-12

donna OF 1.-The Little Cherub" opera
company for Immortality, and ended
| by giving a far from Puritanical supper
| for her. IL we were inclined TO take
Mr.. Davis as seriously as London and
| he himself take him, we might become
annoyed with this unwarrantable mis-
representation OF worthy and honest
efforts to keep the community clean.
| Grace Field, May Naudain, Winona
Winter and Mabel Hoilins were the
| four daughters of the earl who were
rebearsing an amateur production OF
THE Little Cherub." and, when they
went TO see the original, broke in upon
| their fathers risky supper. Seeing
their parent thus, they burst out with
| the exclamation, ST should so love to
be a boyi" Quite naturally, IL struck
them as a good line for song. And
they and Mr.. Davis made 1t SO. The
girls straddled chairs and rode them
at a clipping pace; they lay on their
stcmachs on the same chairs and
showed what muscular swimmers they
would be; and, tying sweaters around
their necks, they boxed in a right verile
fashion. But not one of them lost her
daintiness and fascination through tt
all, from Mabel Hollins, with her
blonde and gentle deiicacy, to Grace
Field, with her strapping, up-to-date
smartness. Finally, they would have
so loved to be boys that they "got
rough-house" in a game of football.
They skirmished and tackled and, at
last, the timid and shrinking Miss Hol-
Inns kicked the ball out into the audi
ence, grazing the head of a we'll known
racing man in the front row. and hit
ting a popular prima donna in the
face. But they minded that so little
and the rest OF the audience liked it so
much that somebody threw the pigskin
back to the stage, and everybody in
sisted that Miss HolIins should keep
on kicking it.
Two women are trying to make the
world of midsummer nights and lights
as gay as 1t is SUPPOSED to be by fight
ing fiercely for the few est clothes right
of way, on the stage of a roof garden,
where they are both appearing. Both
are vaguely foreign and definitely
beautiful, and are willing to tell any
body who will ask them that they
shocked Paris. What more does wilt
ing New York expect by way of a
thrilling shock? But, as the unescap-
able song tells US, IT'S all right in the
summer time" That's the trouble;
nothing seems to be accepted as wrong
in the summer time. With all of US,
men, women and innocent babes,
sweltering In the thinnest and fewest
clothes that the law will allow, we
can't look upon a disrobing act as any
thing but a sane and sanitary step to-
ward comfort. Shocking TO see the
dancing Dziria with some of the rest
of her and most of her back naked?
| should say not; we'd all go out that
way If we had the courage OF our COM
fort. Wicked for the bicycling Lalla
SeIbini to take off everything but
tights and a sleeveless jersey when per-
forming violent and heating stunts"
on her wheel? Well. IL the poor girl
exercised so strenuously with warm
strip them off In sympathy. Why, If
Charmion were TO come back to us this
week and repeat her undressing act on
her trapeze, the purest amongst us
would applaud her as a worthy exam
pie of a mind brave enough to be COM
Portable in SPITE Of cramping conven-
tions-and to have wisely selected a
good, high, airy place TO undress in.
It is a right down shame, though, for
Dziria TO come over from Paris to
''Puritanical, provincial New York,
and not startie one blush out OF US
But the shocking business isn't what
IL used TO be. The day when a Palais
Royal could be imported, thoroughly
cleaned up on the way, and shock
Americans just because we knew 1t
came from Paris has passed. Dziria
came over confident in her ability 10
make us sit I'D and take notice She
told everyone who might publish the
fact that she was terribly wicked. She
had brought a dance called La
Matchiche" that was-oh, la, la, la!
She had brought male assistant, and
some gowns that were-well. la, la,
la-la-la! And they were. The gowns
were cert ainly bewildering and gOr-
geous-from under the arm-pits down.
They stopped at that point, but Dzlria
herself supplied the beauty from there
up. She wriggled, too. But for all
sweltering New York cared she might
as well have been doing 1T to swish the
Fostering flies from off her pretty
shoulders.
Don't imagine that Dziria is bore.
This latest charp1er from the land of