Bisbee daily review., 1917-10-07
Douglas, Gay and Wicked, ReUeLs m Pitfalls and
 Wild Broadway Night Life

There was a sound of revelry by night. The lamps shone OCT fair women and
 brave men;
 A thousand hearts beat happily; and
 when
 Music arose with is voluptuous swell, Soft eyes look'd love to eyes which
 spake again,
 And all went merry as a marriage
 bell;
 But hushl Harkl deep sound strikes
 like a rising knelli
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 We don't know what that deep sound was in George Noel Gordon's day, but if Lord Byron had been with a young Bisbee man Wednesday night in Douglas visiting cabarets and oth- CT features of night life in that great and sinful city, the deep sound strik- ing like a rising knell' would have been good American quarters and halves clinking down the throat of a very hungry kitty" The lamps shone over plenty of fair women and brave men, although there may moi have been a thousand of 'em; and soft eyes were working overtime, and all went merry and music arose in voluptuous swell all right; bu it would sink again immediately after rising. Then hushi Harki Another deep sound" would strike in the form of a male voice that shouted: "Remem- Der our kitty boys; treat 'er kind ly!" Everybody treated" kitty, and then, to palm off little more poetry, ing If the man back of the voice thought that kitty wouldn't feel re- sentful, he'd call out: Lets have one on the house." when the music stopt for the second time, and after wards everybody would sit down and likker up on devillish looking soft drinks in pink and brown and white. An, what a night, dear friendsl
 "The Only House of Mirth'
 The young man entered The Only House of Mirth in Douglas for Ladies and Gents, Where Ladies With or Without Escorts Will Receive Every Courtesy" about o'clock in the even ing, keyed to participate In inc free dancing" and prepared to applaul the high class entertainers" The high class entertainers came first. Tn fact, they had already come. A tall brunette was singing a ballad. She had a soprano voice all right, but Fritzi Scheff needn't grow alarmed. She finished, and after a dramatic pause, LaBelle Something-or-Other gal loped out on the floor to do Spanish Dance.
 Declining Art O Spain
 With due credit to LaBelle. it must be said that she enjoyed herself i'm mensely. A symphony in pink and yellow and red, she dashed about ewaying her arms and clicking her castinets and trying to do the kicks. La Belle. by desperate efforts, was able on three separate occasions to lllL ItI elGClS dlHlOSl d lOOl dUONt lA-C floor. but she was apparently broken as a trotter in her early youth, and found pacing a trifle hard. Yes, she enjoyed herself; but no one else did.
 A Gent Favors.
 The man who was so very solici- tious for kitty then decided to treat the cash customers by doing a little solo work himself, so he put on fun ny looking yellow tie and sang a song which had something to do with Yan- kee Doodle. Everybody thought it was a scream, and it was really more that-than music.
 A healthy looking blonde then put in an appearance, warbling Love Me At Twilight" The gown she wore might have been a Hickson model, but it probably wasn't Even Lady Duff Gordon couldn't have described it. She couldn't have described that song. either. A vision in red pre- sided at the piano, chewing her gum firmly and decidedly, yet with grace
 Hit of the Evening.