The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1911-03-05
PRESS CLUBS SHOW
FULL Of WONDERS
Rehearsals Give Indication
That Main Performance Will
Be Truly Amazing,

Did you ever hear noise like Fore
paugh S steam calliope, piping an alarm,
coming from the Armory the past fsw
nights9 Did you wonder wether 1t was
fire or a band of Comanches awak
ing from trance caused by the white
man S firewater
No? Then YOU missed ii by not IN
vestigatlng. 1t was, in fact. rehears
al OF a hundred young boys and old
boys who are going to take part IN the
annual Press club show at the Colonial
next Wednesday night, for one per
Torrance only.
There are Il hundred of them, ranging
from high school students TO stald and
sober lawyers, doctors and caudlestIck
makers. There is the shrill piping OF
the bovlsh treble TO the laundering
grumble of the oldtiMer, with catarrha!
lay. all for the edification OF tu-
muItuous and appreciative public.
To see one of the rchearsals is
treat s. A. Grubbs, of Chicago, IS the
directing factor in the affair. Mr..
Grubbs trains his boys through a clari-
net. lie gives each one ship of paper
on which are printed the words Of the
chornses, from the opening TO the clos
ing.
He grabs his clarinet and gives n
squeak. The boys cheer in reply.
"Now listen, fellows,' he says. II II
play the tune first. -
There is melody from his prosiac
instrument, five, ten or fifteen bars.
The boys begin to hum the tune. He
reaches OUT near the end, One hun
dred lusty voices have caught the mel
ody, and the close is a ringing har-
mony.
- Now listen apain ~
He plays the air once more "Doc -
Hewett breaks in. Doc is one of
the leading comedians; in fact, be plays
the "heavy' on the end. He's the
heaviest man in the bunch. doc - has
an idea. He wants to impart it to Di-
rector Grubbs Mr.. Grubbs smiles at
HDoc' and continues his playing. Carl
Williams cant quite catch the air to
his song.
''Mr. Grubbs, will you show me
Mr., Grubbs toots his horn at the
boys, leading them through the air. Mr..
Williams retires, to reflect.
Now, fellows, altogether!
a blast from the pipe, and they are
off. A hundred lusty lungs break forth,
the windows rattle, the floor shakes
AT last it is ended.
''Pretty good, fellows. Now a har
pony.'
Notes on the clarinet from 10 Q
or some other letter. Each member takes
tone.
"Now, then, again
Jack Held butts into the game. Jack
has an idea. It's bnlging out all over.
He's going to tell Mr.. Grubbs He ap
proachcs. Mr.. Gruhbs is talking
through the clarinet to the boys "Now,
fellows, all together
Mr.. Held is not squelched but he is
abashed
The boys bring out their harmonies.
There is q rolling volume Of melody.
Mr.. Grubbs smiles all over. The air is
ended. The boys draw a breath OF
relief. They will have n rest. No, the
piper is hard at it again,
NOW, that next tune. Listen, fel-
lows
He plays the tune
In q corner Hewett, Tobin, Woods
Elliott, Stanley. a big bunch of good
fellows, are trying to kill one another
with gags and ideas. But this doesn t
Interfere with the work of the chorus
The tones of the clarinet and the sounds
of Mr.. Grubbs's voice are heard. His
pleasant smile illumines the room
President "Ed' Vandeventer is bus
icr than a trick flea. He is here, there
and everywhere. Now. he is talking
to singers, then TO end men, then he
Is back on the end himself, dancing
and prancing But he is worker The
show is going fine, il must 90 better
The great public Is TO be entertained
Wednesday night He makes break
in his step dance. A ghoulish shrek
from the clarinet recalls him and he
bushes
Walker o 'Loughlin. with smile as
broad as his cartoons, will do fancy
stunt on his end. He'll show them a
few didoes-a naughty thrill from the
clarinet restores his wandering fancies.
And so it goes, work, work, work
But the results are great. One more
rehearsal and the show might be put
on with the finished work of pro.
fessioual troupe.
And the boys sing, the end men
dance and Mr.. Grubbs still toots his
lay