The Wilmington morning star., 1940-06-26
Man bout
Manhattan
Bv George Tucker

NEW YORK-June 25-Yvette
Dare, the beautiful Balinese sarong
dancer who is disrobed nightly be-
fore admiring audiences by a
cagey old talking macaw, is real
ly a little American girl from
Lawton, Okla, whose name is
Evelyn Evans.
Almost everyone who attended
the fair last summer or who has
wandered into Leon & Eddie's this
summer, will remember Yvette.
AS she dances the symbolic terpsi-
chorean rituals of the Bali maids
a gorgeously plumed bird flies
down from a tree and plucks
away the flowers at her wrist.
Then he flies from his perch again
and plucks away her brassiere
and returns with it to his perch.
If he gets back to his perch with
out dropping the brassiere( and he
has never been known to drop it,
he gets an extra portion of water
melon seeds when he gets back
to his dressing ROOM. The r d
time he flies from the tree he
removes Miss Dare's S g,
which is one of those things that
Miss Dorothy Lamour has made
famous, and again returns to his
perch.
How in the world did you ever
think up an act like this?" 1 asked
this diminutive girl, who is ivory
complexoned and weighs only 1O7
pounds.
1--WE always loved to read his
tory" she said, land n of my
favorite passages from history
tells how Alexander the Great
conquered an African country
with a talking bird. That gave me
the idea, for all my life we have
had a parrot, or mascaw, in the
family. He's upstairs now. His
name is 'Einstein.' So I taught
him all the tricks he knows. It
took months, but Einstein is a
smart bird, and he seldom makes
a mistake. He sits in the tree
watching me dance, and when it
is time for him to come after my
things l murmur 'Au-ka' to him.
In Balinese this means Come On.
In addition to Einstein l h a
three other birds - JACKIE, Jack,
and Lipstick. Einstein is the old
est. He has been in our family
over 80 years. When they get old
their faces shrivel up just like old
people,"
Yvette has been dancing f
years, though it was not until she
arrived in Manhattan last sum-
mer that she became a sensation.
when I first started my brother
and my father and mother in
Lawton thought I was slightly
ditched-meaning silly. But h e y
think it is all right now"
Yvette is French and i a n,
which accounts for her jet black
hair and deep olive skin. She is
just one inch over five feet.
These marks on my right hand
r from Einstein's talons," she
explained. HE still thinks my arm
is the limb of a tree, and when
he flies to it, he clutches it very
tightly. Last summer I took him
out to the fair on the subway, but
he didn't like that very much, and
people stared quite a bit. Now we
ride taxicabs to and from the hot
ell.
THE worst time I ever had was
in Miami this spring. He got away
and was gone for 10 hours. He
flew up on top of the station and
disappeared. We had the police
and the fire department looking
all over Miami for him. l finally
found him two miles away in a
palm tree. When he saw me he
flew right to me-"
Yvette likes her job and h e r
birds, but she would give up dane
ing before she would part with a
single feather from either Jack,
Jocko, Lipstick, or old Einstein.
'Lipstick is very gabby. He talks
so much, in fact, that l seldom
work with him. But l love him.
I do not like anyone who doesn't
like NV birds