The evening world. Newspaper, October 5, 1921, Page 28

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“Lilies of the Field” Off Color but Amusing , % : | i BY CHARLES DARNTON 1! any chance you imagine)sion of the child—a poor litle thing | L lies of the Field” to be white| who had been chucked in and out of | and pure, get that notion out of your head before you go any further. With one exeeption—and then so briefly you hardly notice it—the liltes gilded by William Hurlbut toll not, neither do they spin anything but yarns about the men who can afford to cultivate them. This much was made clear by the exhibition last might at the Kiaw Theatre, It was Maisie, the fat blonde, who e@dvised: “If you want a steady @pender, pick a man whose waistline » * te gone” Again, when Maisie was ‘asked about the bangle on her anki @he explained: “Oh, that's Charlie's f@entification disc.” You may sudac from these few remarks that “Lilies of the Field” was off-color but amus- ing—that is, amusing so long as the ehatter kept up, which it did for the moat part of two acts. But the mo- ment it let up the play let down and led so abruptly that the audience found itself staring blankly at the ourtain and asking in astonishment, “Is the play over?” Mr, Hurlbut began daringly enough @s 8 prospector in the gold flelds dear to Avery Hopwood, only to fall under the burden of sentimentality. It was ‘all very well for him to ask ympathy for his heroine, whose hus- a had divorced her simply be- cause he found a man calling on her, | and, worse stil!, taken her child away | from her. This seemed a high-handed | business quite aside from the fast | ‘ that the husband had been philan; | avr In the same apartment house wit reedy whippet. | Tueve was cause for suspicion that { ywright had taken the law into | 5.8 own hands to make us feel sorry | ior his heroine. But no matter—Mil- @1 certainly appeared to be the * vietim o. © put-up job. When she founggd about Maisie’s apartment a it Was a relief to hear her dihin’t lve there and that as earming her living as a aphcr, Although the rich n sUill pursued her—with becoming tnet, let it be said—she declined his offer to assist her along the easiest way. So far, so good. But when her husband sent word that the child was dead she promptly abandoned her by ‘Tesolutiyn to go straight. Another year revealed the situation common ’ to plays of this dubious stamp. Then | @ strange thing happened. A mercen- | ary cat with an eye out for the wealthy patron, brought in Mildred’s /@apporediy dead ehild and urged the mother to rum away with it. The plot took a atill more ourlous twist when the lover who had hith- “erto set himself sternly against ma riage agkei Mildted to be his wife, and then went out to buy off the fo: 3 | About Plays and Players By BIDE DUDLEY ‘TRE prices are on the down grade. Oliver Morosco an- nounces that hereafter his top price for musical shows will be $2.60, while for the best seats to dramatic attractions he will ask but §2. bed | Will begin this policy with a $8.50 top | for “Love Dreams,” at the Times | Square Theatre next week. Then| comes F. Ziegfeld jr, with the news) that prices of seats to his new “Mid- | night Frolic” will be reduced from | 96.50 to $8. Last season “The Follies” | on tour got $6.90. This season the top price te 98.50. Lower prices will! prove the best tonic in the world for the theatrical business. SPECIAL ANNOUNCEMENT! Jefferson Shrewsbury Nutt, the Lest-known newspaper writer in the | United States, will cover the World's: Series games for this column. He assisted by his wife, Jessica ympton Nutt. Now will the other papers be good? JOHNNIE FRAWLEY HERE. 1 town, Yesterday ‘be dropped tn to tuk over old times with us, and his poew, Paul Frawley, was mven- “1 hear,” @aid Johnnie, “hs 's a ue» for the phonographs—no, i's the music boxes. Well, I ei the Woy luck.” WITWER TAKES A BATH. 11, C. Witwer, whose new book, “The: Leather Pushers,” fumed, has gone to Los Angeles with | his wife and son, Allan, Lim _ says “Things going fine here! Allan Neked boy next door and former ten- ant left home brew tn cellar ined four pounds on train trip. h on arnifal proved four pounds pi ders.” BY WAY OF DIVERSION. The man lay on his back asleep ; Mis breath was coming slow and deep, when suddenly he gave a leap and eat right up tn bed. “Let's Will him,” then the feliow Johnnie Frawley of Kansas City is| is being | A note from 4e.room until she looked as bewildered | ‘8 we felt. ‘The play simply ended as though it had been left flat by the | author, Anything would have been potter than this sudden finish, bringing in the impossible father and then kicking him out Lovely Marie Doro was a cbarming wife and a still more charming aweet- heart, always acting in the best of taste. Norman Trevor behaved wel. as the lover, and nothing more was required of him, Josephine Drake made Maisie the life of the party, and Cora Witherspoon, Alison Skipworth and Florence Fiynn figured conspicu- ously and ‘c.everly among the gold- diggers shamelessly paraded in a Play fairly reeking of vicious at- mosphere. THE BIG LITTLE FAMILY 7 WES DEAR DINNY / DUBBINS" 16 Comn' FoR, DINNER -MY OF Meine suse Uke WE'RE DUS a “LIVILE MARY MIXUP ven | EY SAY Ta'bevit FINDS worK Le Hooch WHEN You CAN GRow IT IN YOUR OWN CELLAR ?@ Now I'LL Pour “TH' SAMPLE ED MADE DOWN ON TOP OF IT ANT Compare “TH' Two! a ae Lome. PREWwS | ra s'Goo'S mine! vl = = — : a ' FoR IDLE HANDS To Do — weit, IFT NOTHIN saimarter wire tuat! L | M-mM-m-ml sia's Nor, so | HAD MY CA Ye KEEP ME OCCUPIED WLL SAY TCAN MAKE (IT — WHY Buy Good AS MINE T GUESS ~BETTER'N T WouLpN'T Be we RE TESTING “THI “TH' STUFF CASEY MAKES —— BUT NOT BETCHA MINE'S GOT'M ALL BEAT — WHOLE “THING'S IN THE ov! RECIPE —-~ BuT ED'S AIN'T “i! WORST 1 EVER “Tasted — NOT BY LON —G ~~ stor I! % SU 21 Phess PupCo. NV. Eve Word = YANKS ME EYE =LISSEN -THEY'LL ook Like A BUNCH OF BUSHERS ALONG SWE OF TH GIANTS” WHY “L THOUGHT You KNEW BASEBALL = me wort SAID -You A DUMBELL WHEN You TALK LiKe “HAT —Sov Poor SAP. TLL BETCHA RUTH DONT EVEN GET AN NOT ONY J THAT —SuY TH’ “GIANTS WILL BE. LUCKY \E THEY GET A GAME ra) GodRe ANSTHER ! AN KNOW MoRE BASEBALL THAN A SLOB LiKE ‘YoU ( EVER WILL-AN' CAN BACK TT UPE an’ Wel Des qTHeee WA4s A CIRCUS PARADE - Now, Te Be 1476 46 ScHoor S on Cy) J LooKur? ELEPHANTS RHYMED PROPOSALS _RHYMED PROPOSALS _) Walter Kempner, who asked our via recently in winning the “yes” of Buddie, will jump for joy when he reads the column to-day, Buddie has accepted him. Could anything be awee It could not, Look what |Buddie has written for Walt's eyes:| | Sweet Walterkins, heart In B. D.'s famous column My answer to you Would take ve read your from the start, up quite a volume, | But calm your fears; you have no | y peers. The world holds none so clever, Paul is in “The Music Box Revue."|And will I wait for you ten years? Why, Walt, I'll wait forever, “There! Now bloke apoke. the thieving he's dead. "Twas only right that he should croak. I'm mitity glad he's dead.” His wife's poor heart wag filled with fe Suid yhe: "Oh, my! What's this 1 hear? A murder tate? Oh dear! He's told me in his steep John's killed some ‘one. What shall Ido? If this gets out John must die ton, I'll never tell; Pt | stilt be true. A secret 1 van { keep." The man grew quiet; taiked no move, and soow was : Just “Signs of the Times"'! VERY LAST ¢ EAST SIDE fe: AROUND THE By |_| WEST SID By Don Allen. THEY SAY SUCH THINGS, AND THEY DO SUCH THINGS. i HEY were from the Middle West, | T probaMly from [Indi althouga | baaty Hoosier look, [>| | they might e been feeling nd for that reason bore that | What they didn't know about New York would have started a whole | flock of public Nbraries and, stranger | than f ction, they were not ashamed of knowl the to acknowledge this lack |cdge, They had read often of of the o jum dens, wh Bov made penings; they had visualized tne sBup +o short eut to the sa pl ous by Dante, and they locked ths | family jewels In the hotel safe when they boarded a Chinatown bus. We = ready - for - the five of them, two “we - ar ks, the whole ing mi IT WAS NY men and three of the more deadly TA Fauur THAT species hummed Tosti’s yaby" and sallied forth to be real wicked, They found, alas, that Chinatown CAME AT THe. just isn't. That most of the Chinese instead of and that tue are sharpening collars swinging tong hatchet nly reagon a Chine er eats ebop suey is 80 he can write back nome and tell the old folks all about It. With the Chinatown illusion smashed into hopelessly small slivers the party were sure they could dis- cover a creepy sensation over on the Bowery. They found the Bowery just a street. Growing rather weary of dodging push carts and saying “No!” emphatically to street venders, the, quintette fina braved the frown of a yawning policeman. “This is the Bowery,” stated the spokesman, | “We haven't seen any- thing so terrible yet. Wull you please show us something tough—the tough est thing on the Bowery. The pocketed the five spot, amoothed back his grey suede g) and beckoned them to follow hi Thrilling with antictpation they fole lowed. He led them to a smudgy- looking restaurant and tn through the door. $ | well-dressed clerks were eating their dinners. The poe liceman stopped in fro\t of a table, He pointed to something on a young man’s plate. {dramatically whispered the , pointing to the remnant® “ig the TOUGH. T thing left on’ the Bowery.’ | ANOTHER VILLAGE CUT-UP. | JT was down in one of those caverns ] ous cellars used by the Greenwich Villagers for gay (7) and alleged- ly Bohemian parties. It was very dark, a few candles sputtering out meagre glows, but it was “artistic.” It was dark—but it was “artistic.” The musty aroma of the place, mix- ing with the fumes of dying ginger ale and defunct nearby beer, reminded fa mildeyed bat cave, but tt {t's ONLY THAT CooK OP QURS DREAMING ABOUT THE WORLDS SERIES one arias ss _ 2 was “artistic The owners of the den were doing steeping as before. Nert day the ‘to bet on the Gtar Probably just | sell a customer but 2,000 pounds at a| » ® lines Heat to prove to those present woman's heart wussore, outzoy |* Cooman HIVE | | | tine. His mame le/singleton, | 9 ° that there is no difference’ between goon to ner came. At breakfust | syow, announces it fe for recasting, reat y ti “cover,” “couvert” and OV time he caid: “Last night I had but Louis is a great baseball bug. . POOLIPE MENT: e a Ss 0 ories They ‘e succeeding iL fight. W. The fellow who says the hest team Tlie EOPR Nas He HERE: an tiie tea ty c, for the first t a dream—was in a@ figh @ | doesn't always win the World's Sernes Oh, he is very strong. ! \ mobbed the umpire—mobbed hin * pavieg the way fur a hedge His ¢: e like t saucers, | ONE BETTER, thing to Ne around his right of way, the history of ht, The fathead stole the SE CYSE BG ANE ARG ASESE NS: HE South Side Political, Soctal| 0% to the station master who showed correctly, They Misk PERT mp" | His tait is very long. ‘and Athletic Club had split into | Ctelessness about his station. © pirates. With game.” aossir. | ae common Ne ahioes | d Athletle in making an Inspection, the’ P' p Luch afternoon ne two factions regarding its chotce/dent of the road fount’ a perfectly vld-fastiouc: s & Winslow, comedy, skaters, The shimmy and the koutch, | tor tts next President and the mest-| 00d railway epike lying by the ido sashes. « TURPIN GETS A ROLL ‘ve to appear in the {ce dailet at the vou Would eee hit: FG: ne Aa ; of the track, He sotight out the see- ty \ t ee Oe amnodeen | If you would see him, Oscar, ng hall was jammed when election | 2f 1G (rhc He sotto ae an Bon wen ¥ | Just drink some home made | night came round, As the Chatrman| showed him the spike. ‘The boss laud i; bank 1 check cashed. The Dar Bernard has a matinee to naucl: | started to call the gathering to oFder,|a quick wit, however, and before tl \ ds looked ver closely and| fay and can't see the ball game. . « | the doorkeeper stopped a member who| rebuke broke upon him he exclaimed: |; 1 ' Any way, to identity | Work never was much fun, eh, Bar- - eee ‘ “My goodness, Mr. Hill, | am glad }aec'y 1 rs Was entering, perspiring under the Y } { fact, she janes FAOM THE CHESTNUT TREE. ' ; ; you found that spike! I have been move and word. 4 S . , weight of a canvas sack slung over| fooks Bp te otoe ay cites e With that he! ponita 1s now with Ea Lee Wrothe| « msn ae tee (eran ooking tor it for nearly one had cropped he id did bis famous | nd his company In vaudeville, Ag4|iage aidan on OF eS his shoulder. weeks!" —Judge. like huir close to her hes you know m hey're playing U, B. O, time. “That's not possible ne demanded, “what DAVE) M4 TR MONIAL PLEASANTRIES. | Haat ects Can't may thot Ld ied the| We stated rocently that “A Bach-| “Yes it ls, Ive gota boos that veplied Cassidy with some|¢¢ /ARRIAGE—it is wonderful! stra, unique teller, “but here's y money, 1] clor's Night* wou'd open Oct. 17 atj one gal, Is equal to f ly . gurgied the happy Smith. | composed of guess you've earned it he Cort, We meant to say the Park —— there'll be no brick At is biissiul, yoyous! It ie With leaves, a vp NY nea Be TIRED OF ROYALTY. - gee Words and bal-| neave An—but 1 forgot!” he ex- an oft-key snare ' A RECORD, zi : 8 wife had a mania for hic RU ea oat a claimed, suddenly serious. “You have om: nickel Z Mehta sa George Andre and Mavie Nanette, latte “endl Che Ok fee KS said Cassidy with | found it @ very different thing, eh? nents the Village Evelyn Hubbell, who taugat us th E from Buttapest, will make! cleaning and ¢ f her nnyways, the bricks) "veg, personally 1 consider mar- ating with a bobbed- fox trot several year A ee American de Bae “tonight in| was on. For a week b me in, so if they start anythin’ we] age a toss-up,” aid Jones. haired male with a soulful look and t 1 from London, where nM 4 borne the horrors of it wi un go them wan better, "Ts me own | MAAS Shih Soon rellow!" mut. imy ¥ he twisted and pent six months instracting dat See ikea hin patiene hat heard a guy say, ‘There'll Be| tered Smith, “How you manage to turned and then turned and uel Dora Duby has been added to the| MANET ted out eomet ante nee ae spmate The! put up with that tartar of a wite 1 wit uae yer shoulders went t “Bombo” in which Al Jolson] and he ee . egion Weel don't know!" into a yio shimmy, From somes ‘ will « new ‘Jolson’s Both Street)” you,” sobbed his wire " en wie Talent be said Jones, | where shadows, a, policemam t Theatre t who used to call t ow ol stepped out and stopped the ce, iy tte | Theat man wh OUTWITTING A MAGNATE, Me rere ee ee avhadda ya mean by shaking thed " king | #0 tlpnd ang Pebanon Hote s- e w 1 RAILWAY man tells this story! «Well, you see, when my wife gets | stuff in here?" he asked. just eaten t yd arnee yt a aca | glare in his eyes, “but when a man {the late James J. Hib} the| into a’ pagsion’ she always huris| "I ain't doin’ th shimmy!" proteste net Miele Taree nds his queen ! 18 € reat railway ¢ things at my head. Every time she ed the gir! spectively. | Taelr fy Anas nie guReH | i rH great railway butlder and| Tete shee as plensed as Funch,| “What's the idea then?” ‘ BASEBALL ons ERVATION wher : ai fs meers » pip “it r, owner land every time she misses I'm as} “It ain't th’ shimmy—it’s fleas.” ‘The Man i ; rr he begins to grasp the ady ot] Mi. Hill watched his road pleased as Punch. So between us| Having read of the flea invasi ald d A Ay A THOUGHT FOR TO-DAY. a republigan fora ot gove ojala scu py It we are.nevér short of amusement.”— | the Villa the policeman subsi with mt hard | “They a4) Juckiv Cogan Les $1,000) Walleville bag u coal dealer wo will] Boston Transcript, a é the section hapa who allowed any» |,ondon Tit-Bits, Ba did the dancers,

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