The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1911-05-07

during the intermission, But as
many or more come In from other
theaters, instead Of going to res.
taurants for midnight suppers. You
may order heavily or lightly from
new and not shortened bill of
fare; or may dawdle over as light
refreshment as you please; FOR
while you may have been eyed
askance by walters If they thought
YOU niggardly at dinner, they don It
sulk over orders at supper. Still,
champagne pops its corks and siz-
zles out of its bottles copiously,
and partridges-those present
birds Of the gourmet's paradise
would futIer all over the place if
they could but get back their
wings and legs and quit their
plates. "The Cabaret'' is not a
formulated play, but programme
or speclaltles meant to last until
the eaters and drinkers become
sparse. and until l clock anyway.
That Sad Failure.
The Folies Bergere is kind of
thing to catch the shifting fancy
of New York spendthrifts. Had it
not been thoroughly heralded, it
might have suffered a hindrance,
or even been imperiled, by the
previous week IS fiasco of 'fLondon
f'ollles. which ended what was
planned for all summer in one
spring evening. Not long ago an
excellent play failed because its
title, "Nobody's Daughter, was
confouDded with that of "No-
body's Widow which had run so
long that few understood that its
almost namesake was different
piece. "London Follies'' was to
be as remarkable a new enterprise
as the Folies Bergere. The Lon
doners were densely slow to be-
heve their case was hopeless. It
WASH 7 till the third section"
Land of Delft" travesty-that
they lost their snug stolidity, and
their relatives in two boxes ceased
to fight for them with applause.
a husky actor in the guise Of a
princess remarked to four real dam
sells; "Oh, girls, girls, what a
night. y A minute later he had TO
say to the one who was enacting
an actress at a debut: "Anyone
who can hold an audience as you
have the conclusion was lost
in uproar
The ,guying. which began early,
reached a climax when an actor
came forward to sing, and through.
out the first verse the spot-lighter
tried In vain TO locat> him. The
people neglected the words to
watch the wabbling and lodging
of the disc of illumina tion: but
the familiar refrain, "the lay Of
the love-lorn lobster, - reached
their ears, and they realized that
a ditty popularized on that same
Weber-Flelds stage ten years ago
by Sam Bernard, was being NAL.
treated. Just then the calcium
man made a frantic effort to spot
the singer,
Don't mind the light" cried
Diamond Jim Brady from his Gus
tomary seat in the second row:
hit him with anything you we
got.'
Play Died in a Night.
Seats costing nearly $500 were
sold beforehand, while a fine show
was expected; and next morning,
when the ludicrous criticisms had
been published, the rest Of the
tickets were wanted by lokers who
didn't like 10 miss thing so bad
that il was good fun. But the
house WASH t reopened. Plays that
die in d single night are rare. and
almost never are they professional
compositions. "The Wonder
Child' and "Little Ethel's Pray
err one extravaganza, the other
melodrama, and both costly ven
lures, are vividly remembered as
such quick deaths accompanied by
hilarity- It frequently happens
that an unsatisfactory piece is
withdrawn on Saturday night, al
though it may have been used but
part of the week. 1t is seldom
nowadays that attempts are made
70 force mediocre productions into
success. 1t is too expensive and
too uncertain. "'Loudon Folliesn
holds the New York record, ]
think, for closing before its first
representation was finished.
Blase Broadway's Temper.
Blase Broadway never loses its
temper. When on rare occasions
it ridicules a show, it is to make
the diversion that isn't provided
on the stage Usually the con"
tempt is undemonstrative A hiss
or loud comment IS hardly ever
heard
VIII you permit a personal rem
iriscence,
George Jones, an eccentric law
yer. actor and faker, who entitled
himself Count Joannes. had been
z PLAYER Of some account earlier
in life. and his daughter, Avonia
Jones, had acted with Forrest,
Davenport and the elder Booths
and Wallacks. But when ! knew
him he was frowsy wigged, sog-
gy.shod caricature Of tragediap,
borrowing dollars when he could,
but not scorning dimes He was
an erudite scholar, and he amused
Charles A. Dana, of whose sun
staff I was very young member
A Famous Burlesque.
One day. after Mr. Dana had
given a dollar to the count. and [
dime, he talked of tho degen-
crate stage and its sordid show
men.
Count I interposed, "if you
will play 'Richard Ill i will
provide theater and company" "
Jones was n town guy, the Sun