Bisbee daily review., 1912-09-08
CHORUS GIRL PROVES MYSTRY
 ID MANAGERS
Just Drops in and Then Drops Out; Nobody Knows Why; Chances
 for Ambitious

rus girl as mystery Something tO philosophize over and wonder about? As many years as 1 have been in the business" said a theatrical man. ager, the other day, '1 have never yet solved the mystery of the chorus girl. Hundreds of her come into this office every week. Scores go out with our road shows every season. Where does she come from and where does she go? Does she have ambitions? What are they? Does she marry? Whom? For the life of me. I don't know. She just disap- pears. New faces keep coming. The supply never runs out In almost every town at which the road shows stop. chorus girl or two Is numbered among the missing. She just drops out-noboty knows where or why. Come down to the stage and I'll show you a hundred or so that I am weed ing out"
 The busy manager slowed me on bench in a corner of the big. bare stage of the Hudson theatre. where they were selecting a chorus for Charming Pollock and Rennold Wolfs new musical comedy. My Best Girl in which Clifton Crawford stars next season. and which opens at the Park Theatre early in September. There was no scenery, nothing but the white washed brick of the black walls, the twisting steps leading to the flies. a lot of festOoned ropes and tackle and the girls. They sat in TOW of chairs placed across the rear Of the stage. Many of them stood about It was a hot day, and most of them dabbed their foreheads and noses with powdery puffs whenever opportunity afforded.
 Code Letters Describe Them
 The footlights were bazing-or- ange and white. Close to them, at one side, sat a pleasant-faced young woman with a pad and pencil, the booking agents secretary, who wrote down the names and addresses and a symbolic code word next to each. Thus: Miriam Jacobs, BSG: Flora GTayson. DTX. The letters stand for rough descriptions. such as blonde. a singer. good or dark, tall dancer" and are not readable by the applicant.
 As in every other walk of life. per sonality scores first. Given a passably cONA AdNC anu AAeuitB AN ID N4AN e4AA who walks well, wears her clothes with an air modulates her voice in telligently, and looks pleasant. who gets the job. where the girl with beauty and affectation, or figure and stupidity, does not
 'The day of the show girl is over said the manager. as his rounds brought him into my corner. We arfa the girls have to earn it with brains. No more maDnikins. Every tall. Venus-like creature you see in the front row has got to know how to sing, dance and work. Watch me size 'em up. I'm looking for all classes, from the SIS chorus girl to the sS5 tip-topper."
 Peered at Them Critically
 Round and round the semi circle of standing and seated girls he walked peering at them just as a nuTseryman examines his garden of young trees and shrubs. This one looks fresh and vigorous: this one is too slender: the other too short The girls do not seem to mind it. Many Of them even turn their faces to the most becoming angle. Most of them accentuate by their costume their most telling points.
 Guess he must be picking ponies, g said the girl sitting by me on the bench. He isn't taking us big girls at all"
 "Oh. he'll get round to us by and by flung back the girl on my other side Hes hunting out the blondes. Anyhow, we'll live in hope, if we die in despair Say it's a long wait till September. ain't it? They say he's hiring girls for the steady fall season on Broadway. I'll be willing to take less money if I can only get a joD in town"
 Step out, please-you on the end there!- This was addressed to the girl who had just spoken. She ad- vanced to the footlights. lifted her chin. raised her chest and opened her eyes wide. She was as pretty as a picture.
 Give your name and address. and be here Friday at two. Singer, aren't you? Or dancer? Both? Well. be sure and come Friday. I think we can place you.
 Child Who Looked Fourteen
 Tn the long TOW that was being ap- praised sat a child who looked four teen. with her mother. The girl was neither pretty nor well dressed. The manager passed her by every time. Finally the mother asked him some thing. He shook his head.
 We can't use her-she's too short, he replied, and the mother and the girl vent ont through the dark stage door
 ''She is too young" said the man. ager, as he passed by bench on his next round, "and she looks frail. She could never stand the life"
 One thing l saw in that long pro 'cession Of girls that I never really saw before. only read about--the ab- solute amateur. Yes. she was there. the girl who had never seen a stage before, save from the front of the huuse. the girl with the modest frock and powdeTless face. the girl who was actually educated in a convent scraped acquaintance with her. Not that she stood out from the crowd in