The Ely miner., 1911-06-30

BODIED ill for the aenemic youth
with the green hose and clam
orous tie who pulled industri.
ously at a cigarette.
Tottie was peeved. Her profession.
al standing had been questioned, and
she resented the imputation.
Take it from me-" she snapped, with
display of indignation calculated to
wither the offender, Il had an offer
from Mr.. Hammerstein himself. He's
just dying to have me go on at his
roof garden in New York. offered
me 5000 per for two turns a day, and
40 weeks straight on the road when
] got tired of New York. I've got
Hammerstein's letter to prove it." she
.tormed, stamping one foot by way
of emphasis; "I'll show you it amt hot
air I'm retailing"
Open came the understood suitcase
that did duty as a handbag. Into its
depths went bejeweled fingers. There
was powder puff, chamois skin, a
tube of rouge, handkerchiefs, manicure
set, purse, sadly in need of imitation,
a dozen programs of vaudeville thea
tiers on the kerosene circuit-every-
thing but the letter.
Il musta left it at my hotel" admit
ted Tottie after rummaging through
the accumulation for the fourth time.
"On the piano, eh?" suggested he of
the clamorous tie, sidestepping neatly.
Say. you can't hand me nothing like
hot nj
sharp retort. IF you're going to try
and be funny you ought to get some
nutty person to write you few jokes
that don't go around on crutches."
"What'll you charge to write me
some?" shot back the tormentor. But,
say, you amt got nothing on me. l
just turned down an offer of $3.50 a
week for me and Bob to do our turn
in 'Barnyard Romeo in New York. l
told him to make a noise like $500 per
and mebbe I'd listen, but nothing less
would go, and mebbe l wouldn't take
that"
"Gwan," broke in Tottie, you don't
mean to tell me you threw down an
offer like that"
Sure. When you going to New
York;"
I'm not going. could make good.
of course"
Tottie paused for an instant, taking
an inventory of herself. and signing
contentedly.
I've got a figure that'd make a lot
of those showgirls hunt hobble gown
sooner" she continued, land l played
Sapho once like the manager said he'd
never seen it done before-but say,
where do you feed? I'm SO hungry !
could eat anything good"
And the actorettes-she of the auto
bonnet, Grecian coiffure and scant
skirt, and he Of the clamorous tie
green hose and loud hatband-wander
ed off down the street, the OBJ
served of all observers, the trou
bles attendant upon lodging insist
ent managers determined to force
them to accept high salaries for
gotten for the time in their quest of q
place where bite to eat could be Sc
cured without exceeding their com
bined resources.
Time works changes in all lines, ant
the theatrical profession is no excep
ton. Your legitimate actor of
decade ago viewed vaudeville any
thing but favorable; but it grew ant
prospered. Likewise, when the pic
ture shows with vaudeville trimming
put in an appearance they were scoffet
at by the polite" vaudevillians, wh,
professed to see nothing commendabl,
in the advanced" variety. Neverthe
less 1t stuck. And in its wake, a par
and parcel of it, in fact, has COM
an army of men and women-boys an,
girls, to be more accurate-who fie
ure as a new generation in an old an,
respected profession
The picture houses have drawn thei
talent" largely from the ranks O
the beginners, who are for the mos
part youthful And whenever poss
BILE this youthfulness is accentuate
and capitalized to its fullest extent b.
those who gain their livelihood in thi
manner.
Bizarre apparel is the order of thing
with the performers much in evidenc
about the booking agencies. The bul
lesQue queen, with an eye to tn
value Of advertising her physical a.
fractions, has nothing on some c
those actorettes, who boast coiffure
that would put Circassian belle t
shame, and who parade the street
in gowns SO scant as to give rise
quences should the wearer indulge 1
q hearty meal. Big hats and higf
heeled slippers. and all the accessorie
that. to beg a couplet. 20 to make