The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1907-08-18

In bustles an important looking wo-
man in raw pink and purple, carrying
dog; she paws her way up to the
east.
I've just a minute or two," she be-
gins grandly, land then I've got to
hurry down to see Mr. Belasco. Has
anything turned up-that is, of course
with a glance around at the assem-
blage), anything that l would accept q"
Nothing today" answers the clerk
in a monotone. Unless you want to
wait minute and see Mr.. Blank He
may have something"
She sits down and the minute
stretches into All hour. Evidently Mr..
Belasco-if he ever wanted to see her
is doomed to deep disappointment
A corpulent, seedy woman, dragging
a precocious child by the hand, ap-
pears.
DO you suppose Mr. Blank has any
thing for Willie Hodgins. the boy bari
tone? I'm his ma. This"-with a ges-
ture at the baritone-''is Willie. He
sang A King of the Desert Am and
Gee, but This is Lonesome Town
With the Mazoomad Maids Burlesq-
uers last year. an was the only one in
the show that got individual notices. .
Leave your name and address and
terms" was the clerks weary re-
Spouse.
Mr. Blank soon appears at his pri-
vate door and asks for Miss Tootsie
Jones. Tootsie goes over with joy in
her eye, and he says: Miss Jones,
BILE for a child's part in The Clans
man for thirty a week?" Negotiations
are entered into with Tootsie.
Mr.. Blank in his official capacity
hears voices. wants to know of a bru-
nette would have any objection to be-
coming a blonde in order to take a GER
tain part and, in general, takes hber-
ties with the poor old human corpus
that is anxious to get itself displayed
upon our great modern bargain coun-
ter-the stage.
San Francisco papers report that Ray
mond Hitchcock has made a hit with
a new song in THE Yankee Tourist"
1t is called "The Way With Woman
the words being written by Wallace Ir-
win to music by Robyn. The first stan
"a runs as follows:
A woman-well, say, she's a curious thing
Strange mixture of angel and cat
She loves YOU. you think, and you're proud
as a king;
But the next thing-weIl-where are you
at?
You quarrel with your wife and she's
quick to make plain
The place in your head where you lack.
She II sulk twenty minutes and then she'll
Come hook up my dress in the back"
Chorus:
Now. amt that the way with a woman,
don't understand such a game
You search from Chicago to San Do
They're alike. but they're never the
Codueting and fretting and constantly
getting
A man into all sorts of woe
Now, amt that the way with woman,
by lingo,
The woman that you and know?
4 4
1t was to be expected that Bernard
Shaw would be taken aback at the ad-
verse criticisms with which the per-
Torrance Of his Don Juan in Help
was received when produced recently
at the Court theatre in London. A rep
resentaive Of the Daily Mail had the
temerity to beard him, and this is the
manner in which he sets down the con-
versation:
MIR. Shaw raised his eyebrows in
amused establishment.
The play at the Court theatrei" he
exclaimed. It's q splendid play, a
beautiful play. The dresses are a per-
feet picture
''The critics, in dealing with the play,
describe you as bore"
Eyes, yes" said Mr.. Shaw, regret
fully. Il bore them. Yes, 1 know /
bore them. Send a better class of
critics"
"One goes so far as to remark that
you are not a man of humor."
Mr.. Shaw flung out his hands with
motion of laughable despair. What
will they have? Years ago, when I
wrote seriously, they told me was hu-
morous. Now they say 1 have no hu-
NOR"
What have you to say about the at
tack on you in Blackwood's Maya
zine?"
Mr.. Shaw resumed the manner Of a
genial sehoolmaster.
1T is a very interesting article" he
said, because it is the outcome of
genuine passion. The writer has abso-
!ctely no intellectual competence nor
critical power; but, having a simple,
genuine dislike of me-in having an
honest, sincere feeling of detestation
and speaking it out like a man, he has
produced an article which has made