The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1912-06-04
WEBER AND FIELDS At THE MURAT
Great Theatrical Aggregation Appear indianapolis
Theater Next Saturday Night.-Why Not a
Few Words About the Silly Men,"
BY ESTHER GRIFFIN WHITE.

BY ESTHER GRIFFIN WHITE.
One of the most interesting and vi
vacious events of the theatrical sea-
son-either in Indiana or elsewhere
will be the appearance of Weber &
Fields in Indianapolis next Saturday
night, at the Murat, with a stellar ag-
gregation which is dazzling enough in
the reading
With the famous Weber and Fields
Lillian Russell, the inimitable Fay
Templeton, the insinuating Willie
Collier and various theatrical stars of
the first magnitude and typical Web
er & Fields entertainment will be on.
The history of these two comedians
is known to all theatre-and, indeed
non-theatre-goers in this country.
1t is unique and, so far as anybody
knows, unexampled, and in any event
rarely paralleled in the history of the
modern stage.
Associated since boys of less than
twelve years, these two fine actors OF
their class-a class which they may
be said to have originated in its pecu-
liar theatric manifestation-are made
quate apart as demonstrated in their
separation for few seasons and the
forces, they had the public again at
their feet.
Many and good, many and bad,
many and Indifferent have been the
limitations of these two comedians.
You never enter ten cent vaude-
vile house you don't see their imita-
tors.
But no matter how good these latter
may be, they are the imitation.
Strangely enough, too, Weber &
Fields have not at least in their ear
lier professional career, always posed
as those German comedians upon
which their reputation has been won,
since, at one time, they did a double
Irish stunt.
Whatever may or may not be thought
of these two members of the theatric
profession, it remains that they have
in their lifetime, become sort of va
riety classic-if the older appellation
may be permitted-and no one in this
theatrical generation cares to say he
has never seen them.
It's really too bad about the men.
A clergyman is quoted in the public
prints as saying, in commenting upon
the fall from grace of one of his
brethren, who was discovered drinking
refreshing beverage in unlawful COM
pany while in attendance on the Gen
eral Conference in Minneapolis and
who was promptly cast out by that
reverend body, that it is "silly wom-
en-" who are the cause of the down
fall of the cloth.
You can always look out for that
The woman will get it Gin the neck
every time.
No matter who or what or how or
when-"the woman she tempted me-"
1t began with Adam at the time he
called on the Supreme Being to wit
ness that it was the odious and detes-
table Eve who offered him the apple.
That he never would have thought of
tasting of it's deliciousness if Eve had
not fair rammed it down his throat
Up to June Fourth, 1912, no change
in this valiant stand of the men has
been recorded
But mighty rare it is that you'll find
anybody to say a palliating word for
the woman.
The woman is kicked into the dis
card
The man finally welcomed back into
the fold. The fatted calf slain for his
mastication and glory.
l. "Silly women" says the Anderson
pastor.
But what's the matter with the silly
men?
And that there are a mighty host of
them you only have to find out by look
ing about you any day in the week.
Every woman who is not protected
in "the home" can tell you that there
are more masculine idiots to the
square inch than you'd find in a whole
continent of women.
Nobody denies there are a lot of
fools among the women.
But there are just as many among
the men. And if you'd line 'em up you
wouldn't find the feminine in the lead.
Men are mighty easy to lead as
tray"
There's a sneaking opinion afloat
that they don't pull so very hard in the
other direction.
WED be alright if the women'd let
us alone" you hear them say in effect
Don't bother u.s. they murmur,
hanging over the garden wall with one
foot ready to- jump, I'VE want to be
good"
But the unrelenting villainess still
pursues.
When she catches up she finds her
quarry still in good running form and
not particularly out of breath.
Help, help" he feebly cries, first
looking about to be sure no one hears
Il had to do that to keep up my rep
utation,' he whispered treading the
primrose path with undisguised, if
cautious pleasure.