The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1909-06-06

gets hold Of a cello he has comic IN
certainty as to which end up to play It.
While he is making up his mind about
that, another man rolls a parlOr organ
in, and a third wipes a cOruet with a
seeming resolve to blow out his brains
through it, should the occasion demand
such a tragedy. The three stand sol
EMMY arrow on the darkened stage.
Then the spotlight shines bright on the
fourth member of the quartet. ! have
wondered why his hair is parted in the
middle and smoOthed down over his
high forehead. He appears with a halo
now as a priest in the raiment Of his
holy Office. Focused in calcium glory,
and in the gUiSe Of a priest of God, he
sings the hymn of The Palms" I'm
pTessively2 Why, yes. This was on
Memorial day, when the graves Of
many thousands Of blue and gray SOL
diers were lowered by their surviving
companions. Nevertheless, when the
mock priest became a buffoon a minute
later, the religious effect seemed lost.
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The doomed, rooted. hurrahed debu-
tante in this roof garden is La Belle
Americana. She rides a horse that ri
walls herself in white beauty. The
brute is Obedient to the wOman's slight
est word, and she finally dismisses him
with a kiss, after she has done a lot of
stunts on his back.
Next comes Lester, q ventriloquist.
He illustrates interestingly. I think, the
trick of his trade All the tales Of
throwing the voice" are tommy rot.
There isn't any such possibility. All
the vent-ilOqUists from Wyman the
Wizard down to this Lester, simply ac-
quire the knack of Uttering without
moving their lips; and for illusion they
depend on pantOmimic suggestion. Les
ter has a droll dummy, with facial ex-
pTessiOns worked by his own fingers,
and he all but obliterates himself in
putting this figure into seeming dOmi-
nance. In his own personality, he says
almost nothing; but smokes cigarettes
and sips highballs while making the
image do the talking. For an encore,
he carries the mock little man through
the audience, speaking between his own
mOveless lips, yet expertly cooking the
hearers ears to the effigy; and 1 do
avow that, close as twenty inches to my
ear, the words seemed TO come from the
dummy and not from Lester.
Again three men and a woman are the
specialties. They are posed as stone
carvings. Of course, that IS no novelty.
They wear no clothes. If they appeared
in natures color, the sight of them
would empty the hOuse-Of its women,
anyway-and put it in the possession of
the police. However, they are made to
look like marble. This whitening is ap-
piled to the bare skin from fingers tips
to toes ends, and only a fig leaf for
each man. and a merge of the woman's
legs into drapery relieves the positive
nudity. A round dozen Of celebrated
statues are exhibited. Right? Wrong?
Don't ask me.
The five other acts in this show in
clude Hebrew dialogue and some NOV
ing pictures not worth mentioning. That
leaves Provost and Rice, Hastings and
Wilson, and the Princess Rajah to be
paTticularized. Rajah Is the young wo-
man who, as I told you a month ago,
does wtggle-waggle dances, and plays
with squirmy Wormy snakes She is
as horribly fascinating as before. What
can't understand, however, is why
the two teams mentioned are permitted
to burlesque here. Rice or Provost, I
don't know which, is the funny fellow
who, year after year, till this the sixth,
has been humpty-dumpty clown. The
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