The Washington times., 1921-04-18
Crews Booked for Hudson River Regatta-Rossyn Seeks League
SAYS "SKILLETn
Finn, Esq.,.
Not Only How Do Public
Stand HAMLET, But
How Do the Actors
Stand It?
~ SKILLET FINN.


Dohtaa Club last week. tryin' to
select q DresentabIe cigar snIpe
froA q Decketf1I which alias
carry around with me. when who
shoaId come dlvfn' thru the revoiv-
ing gate exceptta' this Mere Rob
Roy Msekey.
Now IL II ever was ratty. pair of
squirrels, Rob. Roy Mackey and
Tom Kirby Is both Of 'em, but
Rob doesn't have Kirby with him
this time. This night he's pan
handlin' alone. .
Anyway, he siadIes up to me all
excited and aaks ne how I'd like
to see some .Hau.blet and that he's
get . ceuple Of dueats what will
let MS see some HanbIet thst
won't cost Us any things.
But ngurin' Mackey IL tryin' to
get me into q police haul or some
thing j go slow on acceptin', cause
I'm understandin' that Hamblet.
and all those other games is
against the Wilbur Crafts blue
loss.
81 Sonr think there In any
billiard room in this cIsb,- says.
nervous" asd suppose We get
caught By the steward pIayi.'
Hanbletf"
Come out OF it," he guzzles,
come out OF IL, Hamblet amt no
game. it's a play. A Shakespearean
play what will live forever like
Uncle Toms Cabin" and "McFad-
den's Flat"
While I aint never heard Of this
Shakespeare, crowd ny dumb
ness into my cheek and held ny
tongue until I can get the low
down On this Hanblet thing which
we II about to play or hear or zee
or whatever We DO.
Rob Roy Is the onliest John in
town who is a wrestler in the day
time, a automobile fixer in the
night time and lover of Shakes
peare whenever mat gentleman
comes to town, which won't be
the advertisements.
Traffic-dodging down to Polls
where it seems this Hamblet is,
Mackey wises me off to the dope
that this here Walter Hampden is
the greatest living imitator OF
Shakespeare himself.
He teilA me that this Hampden
bird can play any Of the rolls In
shakespearean repertoire, whatever
that In, and that ~ an actor he is
. regular chaneleon.
Now a guy what can do SO many
tricks amt got no business outside
Of q circus. but | crowd my dumb
ness into my cheek and hold my
tongue. And naturally even
know-nothin' like myself gets cur
ious to see such an Ace as this here
Hampden.
Well, We get down to the foyer
Of Mr.. Polls and Rob grabs me by
the elbow and rush~~ me rtEht past
Jim Henley wko L. the door keep.
Jim and Rob used to set 'em up and
knock 'en down together when
Washington wasn't In the sahara.
40 we get In on our faces which
Amt neither one of 'en much TO
speak Of.
Were sittin' there while the or
chestra Is playing "Margie" or
Avalon" or some tune tina: sounds
like a hand lotion, When up goes
the curtain and out pops his
goofey Hampden guy. An I'll say
that he Is something to witness all
dressed up in a pack OF togs that
you could get pinched for wearin'
often the stage.
He goes through more Eyratons
than n prise fighter staIlin' thr"ugh
fifteen rounds, means to . pack OF
village naideos, or bellies, ~ the
score card says, and daShes back
through the wings.
That's a scene from Macbeth"
Mackey snuggests, and I nod know
ingIy; but keep my tongue in my
cheek
Thep the orchestra nddles away
some more Of our time and the
lights sink, curtain flops and this
s>-> HanYhen r1ft10A loose In q