The West Virginian. [volume] (Fairmont, W. Va.) 1914-1974, 1917-03-02
. AGE Mr.. Bailey!


ET-N AGE Mr.. Bailey!
The Hippodrome has the best
attraction 1t has presented in the
two years OF my vigilant observation.
Jack Grant brought his Winter Gar
den Girls here yesterday for a three;
days stay and Notwithstanding they
had an all night trip they breezed in
on the boards at the matinee fresh
as the provcrbial daisy.
Besides string of beauties who
compose tile chorus there are a mum.
her OF specially performers in the COM
pany, including our own Doug" Flem-
ing and his charming wife. And every
thing put over last night was classy
IN the fullest sense Of the word. The
comedy element Is the most exhiliarat-
ing Of modern times. Jack Grant and
Miss Vann furnished the most OF the
laughs in a "black.and.tan' skit that
for fun making purposes need never
be excelled. Douglass Fleming sings
several enhancing song hits, includ'
ing "Old Rose" which went over big.
The character acting of our.home'town
boy was revelation. His harmony
trio in which three different songs
are rendered at one time in excellent
harmony was recalled three times.
Fred and Eva Hurley, two refined
specially performers who once before
made big hit in this city in vaude'
vile, are among the top.liners. Mr..
Hurley Is one of those high class ar.
fists with a pleasirgly impressive
stage appearance. He has a good
voice and exercises good Judgment in
the choice OF numbers. Eva Hurley
sings Quaker Town" so different from
the "rubbity.dub" custom that one does
not at first recognize 1t as hackneyed
vehicle. She gets SO close to the origi-
nal rendition and puts so much OF her
own artistic expression into 1t that 1t
deserves to be called new to Fair.
mont. Miss Hurley herself is consci.
Gus of the thread baroness of the song,
but she sings it because 1t always gets
y her big hand and the people like it.
She, was too modest to admit that it
was her style that is prolonging the
life of this last years song hit.
The chorus is musical and finely
dressed. Instead of rag time numbers
hey treated the Hipp audience to
pitches from Florodora and operate
THE bill changes today and we have
Mr.. Grants word that the new bill
will be just as pleasing: we are con-
WINGED he has the goods. In the new
program there will be, two male black.
faces, assumed by Jack Grant and our
own Doug Fleming.
Bill Bailey, there's chair reserv.
cd for Won in Fat Mems Row, Get on
the job.
The Nelson has a well-balanced bill
for its patrons today. There are four
distinct features to be shown which
run from knock-about comedy to a
high class drama. Interspersed is a
good Alaskan scenic split reel. Foxes
and labs in 1.-THE Property Man" arc
the chief fun makers. Edward Arnold
and Mae Walthall are starred in THE
Lighted Lamp" a Black Cat feature.
The stage setting in last nights
show at the Hipp, the wardrobe of the
entire company and everything to 1t
had a refined appearance. Even the
ablack.face character was neat enough
looking until after the explosion of
no grotesque make-ups; no assumed
dialectT, besides the negro character
and that was so well acted 1t didn't
seem assumed.
Our friend bal" was inveigled into
the front row last night. He was a
bit timid at first but after the show
got going he lost his embarrassment
and got into sort of don't care a
rap" state. One of the troupe asked
us between shows who was the fat
man in the front row? He certainly
did laugh. like fat men, because
they are SO good natured." Honest
s1njun, "Bal''-that's what e said.
Tom Mix, a Nelson favorite, famous
wherever cowboys gather, who is now
with the William Fox photoplayers at
Los Angeles, is a man of genius and
distinction and moreover, blessed with
sense of humor.
Mr.. Mix at one time resided Just
outside the city limits of Los Angeles.
His house was one of aenest of houses
where cowboys lived. But 1t stood
out above all the others, for it was a
place well cared for, with lawn OF
beautiful turf.
Mr.. Mix was happy in his surround.
ings, perfectly so, save for one fly i'll
the ointment. And that was that ev-
cry cowboy who ever slipped OF things
he should not generally headed for
the Mix home and spread himself out
to slumber under the Mix windows.
Mr.. Mix argued with number OF
them. He declared they were clutter.
ing up his lawn, that they were dis.
gracing him. But still the practice
continued, happy cowboys continued
to snore and dream aloud outside his
home, continued until Mr.. Mix finally
leornered one of them and demanded
to know why he, of all others, was
always picked upon. And the COW.
boy told him.
i'Why Tom" said he, you've got
the only lawn In the place we can't
roll Off"
And now the Mix lawn is smooth
no longer. while for every bit of pip.
ing that is laid, thereby ripping deep
trenches in the turf. Mr.. Mix swings
his hat and cheers and notices that the