The evening world. Newspaper, October 8, 1921, Page 12

Pe neeeennnee sca nena teense cape THE NEW PLAYS “Beware of Dogs” A Hodge Jest BY CHARLES DARNTON. | HIS is old home week in the theatre. It is being celebrated by “Main Street," “Like a Kime” and “Bewaro of Dogs." Only “The County Fair” ts missing. ‘William Hodge is giving the dog show at the Broadhurst Theatre and having nothing else to do but act for two hours and a half Mr. Hodge acts. Oceasicnally he interrupted by sumeone coming in for an egg or som: other little thing Iike a word or two, but he keeps right on giving the pub- le what he thinks it wants in “Be- ware of Dogs,” and that’s Hodge. Hodge, the playwright, is merely an aid to Hodge, the acfr. Hodge 1s Smart enough to know his own pub- lig and honest enough to give it all the Hodge it has bargained for, not to @ay a bit more. I¢ his name happens to creep into this column, don't Name me, for it can't be helped. It is impossible to see “Beware of Dogs" and forget Hodge. The bank clerk who keeps a bearding house for dogs just to heip his invalid sister gct a little country air is called George Oliver. But Oliver persists in being Hodge. No- body but Hodge couid “kid” every- bedy that comes through the screen our of the farmhouse and dare even to look a dog in the face without blushing. It is Hodge who shames the wealthy dog owner trailing a “vamp,” Hodge who jollies the egg- geeking maiden, Hodge who makes a fool of the hooch-hunting sheriff, Hedge who laughs nt lawsuits, and Sually Hodge who gets a $100,000 check in settlement of a suit of his own so that he may.be able to marry the girl who likes fresh eggs. Hodge is clever and he makes it his business to have a lot of clever things to say. But he doesn't seem to realize he makes the remorseful victim of the “vamp” even funnier than himself when that ridiculous individual complains that his wife cared more for dogs than she did for him. Gustave Rolland does a good bit of work as a station dog-tender, but everybody “feeds” Hodge so liberally that he gets all the laughs. “Beware of Dogs” is just Hodge—and good Hodge. LTA SORA “Like a King” Mildly Amusing If stage money could make the play £0, “Like a King,” the farcical affair by Jobn Hunter Booth at the 39th Gtreet Theatre, would probably never stop running. Here is a mildly amusing entertain- ‘ment based on the preposterous idea that a penniless youth may be picked up in Central Park by a wartime buddy serving as chauffeur to a ‘Wealthy and alooholic business man, and on the showing he makes with a About Plays and Players ILLIAM FAVERSHAM is By BIDE DUDLEY W pained and it is because we intimated here recently that he would hardly do as a soloist in musical comedy. He says that while many of our readers may imagine he cannot warble, be can, and if the truth were known he can warble goshal- mighty well. The Baron de Grand- court, publicity representative for Mr. Faversham, advises us fol- lows: “Mr. Faversham was offered the Yading singing role in ‘Dorothy,’ @Wh'oh subsequently was a success, but refused it on the advice of Daniel Frohman, who told him acting was Ws forte. Now, in spite of his suc- cess in The silver Fox,’ he ‘has his doots.’ These darn musical shows goin so much money.” Wonder if Mr. Faversham knows any classical gongs like, for instance, “Bilver Threads Among the Gold.” If he does, we'd Uke to drop in some time and sing a falsetto tenor.to his lead. GEST LOVES CHICAGO. Morris Gest, just back from Chicago, says he just loves that old burs. “I love it," he says, “because, when the people lke your show they hunt you up to tell you 50. Chicago is great. Yes, sir, I love every whiff from its stockyards.” ‘A CHANGE FOR TANNEN. Jultus Tennen, known in vaude- ‘ville as “The Chatterbox,” has quit theatrical life cold to become a fur- giture salesman. His line is bedroom « Rolls-Royce in Lower Falls, Mass, be accepted as a millionaire capable of turning the sleepy old town into a centre of industrial activity. It is the old story of “Ready Money,” “Get- Rich-Quick Wallingford” and similar fables given a comparatively new twist. There is an even more in- credible twister when the drunken owner of the car arrives on the scene and is made to believe he sold his ma- chine to the rising young financier. By behaving naturally, James Glea- | son, a young actor with the rare gift of ease, gives the far-fetched scheme whatever plausibility it may claim. With the exception of the girls, who| look as though they were just off Broadway, all the home folk are well played, Nothing more can be said GOSHAMIGHTY! IM worse'N {CVER —TTHAT Dee" 15 A DERN “Quack ! (i Go “To A GooD SPECIALIST” AND HAVE A THOROUGH EXAMINATION ! WELL! Here TAM, READY To Take. “TH'CaR — 1 GAVE You AN EXTRA HOUR T'MAKE SURE. \T'D BE READY ~---LET's Gov T BET “Hat New PAINT'LE MAKE (T Look LIME A MILLION BUCKS « INSTEAD OF PLAYIN' GOLE VLU TAKE “TH! WIFF FoR a SPIN! HE SA\D “H' CAR WOULD BE — YOUR WIFE CALLED FOR. READY AT NOON — IM GETTING 1 CAN SLIP You “he car at Tweive! MY BILL FOR tH! \F THE MEDICINE HE GAVE SoU MADE YYou FEEL WORSE - \NHY DrD You KEEP TAKING 1T ? AIM FoR “TH DOOR IN TH’ MIDDLE .siR ! I WANT TH’ TWHoROUGH EXAMINATION DEPARTMENT ! AN’ “THEN wastle (T 4 By Don Allen. QUITE A “HOUSE PARTY.” IH.REE teachers from a lower east T side school were marooned fo! more than an hour in a muni-| cipal bus during a recent clo@dburst and the obliging driver of the vehicle is still trying to explain the why anc | wherefore of his driving a Chambers\ / Street bus 'way over on West Street. | It all happened when the teachers, | | pound for a Jersey ferry, hesitated | about getting out at the end of the } bus line and wading tlrough si j |inches of water several blocks t thelr ferry. Seeing their plight, the obligin chauffeur said he'd take a chance an drive them through the deluge. H | started all right, with only the thre ag passengers. He didn’t get very ¢ on West Street before the water be came so deep that his engine stallec Logical Conclusion! Now. Heee 1 ToLD KATINKA A TIMES YESTERDAY TO-DAY !. TickKeT— wierd He CONDuCTOR SAYS TICKETS ~ YOU GIVE HIM THis. HURDERING THAT PIANO WITH ONE FINGER AN’ SHE'S STARTIN: IN AGAIN — SUM For a long, long time he tried to ge the self-starter to work. It fatlec | The teachers prepared to spend th: rest of the afternoon stalled in thr ventre of a swirling flood. Prett»| soon a traffic policeman, soaked t+ the akin, climbed abourd the bus am | settled himself comfortably to awal | end. ¢ could run through a flood “Guest S Your D va MIND OF IT'S BEEN cHEWeED A-HTTLE Bit 2 HeRe 17 y IS_ MISTER - Here S & luirTee PeEce_ |1'l join ‘the part: -; In another few moments another uniformed figure loomed up in the} |doorway of the bus and started to} climb in, The traffic policeman trie |to crawl into a corner when he reo: ognized his Sergeant. “T guess I'm caught with the goods, Sergeant,” explained the policeman, | “but I just came in out of the wet.” The Sergeant looked around through |déipping lashes, noted the piney | teachers, looked at the policeman a: winked. | “If you promise not to say a word about it, 1 guess I'll join the party,” lagreed the Sergeant ‘And there they stayed until the storm ceased and the waters re~ ceded But the chauffeur is still trying to | think up a good excuse to account for | |his being so far off his “run.” \ |THE CURGE OF BOBBED HAIR. HE was a tiny mite of a thing, but her grief was great. Evi- dently she had just come from an east side schoo! and had brought,, her sorrow right from the classroom. Her big, brown, Italian eyes were made even more sparkling by the flood of tears that ran, all unheeded, down her olive cheeks. Her raven hair was ultra-bobbed, cut almost as short as Luigi's, her diminutive brother, who paid no attention to her DOZEN To STOP CONFOUND (T= THERE'S. A LIMIT To A HUMAN Beings ENDURANCE ! Just FOR THAT YOU CAN TUNE YouR OWN -DAWGONYA ~ . SToP THAT tears. “What's all the trouble?” asked a sympathetic stranger, stopping the tearful one. “Teacher just told me I couldn't be in the America making pageant,” she sobbed, “and I wanta be dn it an’ dress up pretty.” “Why can't you be in the pageant?” asked the stranger. “Because me hair short!” The stranger chalked down another | mark against the indiscriminate / is out too bedroom suite business?” we asked. “Can 1?” he replied. “Say, I've contracted with Al Woods to put my line in all his shows.” . HURRAH FOR KATIE! Brave Katie Schmidt! What has Katie done? Why she skated at the Hippodrome last night with her ears au natural. “It 1s believed,” chirps Slim Sev- lerance, the tall handsome sliver in the Hip's publicity department, “that this is the first time feminine ears have been seen on the New York stage this season.” THE “BRITTIE” CAST. For the support of Mae Marsh in “Brittle,” Richard Herndon has en- gaged the following named players: Amy Veneas, Madge North, Vivienne Jeanette Wynne, Irene Walters, Hu- bert Druce, Walter Connelly, Bruce El: ere, Frank Hollins, Fred Nicholls, David Walters, Richard Haines, John Hoagland and Walter Wabl. SOMEBODY SPOOFED. Purnell Pratt and another actor in guites. "Tm through with the stage,” sald yore called to the theatre at 8 A. M.| Mr. Tannen yesterday. “Never shall I journey back to its heartaches end trials. row when I say it, but the monologue & Dusiness is a bum avocation.” “But can you make much in the “Just Married,” at the Nora Bayes, recently by the director to rehearse a scene. When they got there, all I bow my bead in sor- tagged out, they found the director | Murphy, assis cep on a box, They went on the stage, pounded a table and trundled some chairs about as though they ud just finished rehearsing. The Wing, Bleanor Elkins, Lucile Coles, | bobbing of hair. noise awoke the director, peared. “How was that?” asked Mr. Pratt, pretending to refer to the scene. who ap- THIS IS INTERESTING. Jefferson Shrewsbury Nutt, our baseball reporter, wires us as follows: bé an afternoon dancing session there Wednesday, Columbus Day. only “Jawn,” laying a hairy paw con- Gdentially on Mr. Roosevelt's knee, the I! right, except he's got a few SAME OLD CHESTNUT. Scan if RHYMED PROPOSALS J] SPITE the springlike day, the tastes, PN 4 “Can't send story of game to-day. A THOUGHT FOR TO-DAY. He's fond of music and Groat!” replied the director, who| Martin G. 8, has a yen to marry|Found some hooch in cellar.” Our| A subway flirt received thirty days |them things."—Philadelphia Ledger. Picket of chestnuts, drifting | tried to suppress a yawn. “That’s|one Martha, We don't know who|apologies, readers! in’ the workhouse in jig-time yester- a rom the dilapidated atand of « ; va e) na, 5 : s er SI cued Dp she 1s or how she'll take this rhyme, day. Railroaded to jail, as it were BARBER NONPLUSSED. Sicilian on Oliver Street proved tod but this isn't our funeral, on—let’s go: Oh, Martha, with your olden hair, With otly teeth of whiteness rare; Them booby lips; them nosy cheeks, That fizzled nose—what charm it ‘And with that he dismissed them. Go come FOOLISHMENT. Miss Mary had some little bees, She kept them in a hive. Each time they stung her all she'd say GOSSIP. Carl Randall and Edythe Baker ara going into Keith vaudeville. Ruth Chatterton opens in “Mary Rose" in Cleveland Monday night. Al Jolson will appear in a concert ART, HOW COULD You? Arthur Schem, a poet of Greater New York, has ticked out a rhyme to Mary Ryan, playing in “Only 38,” at how he put one over on the ban | {2S individual, reallzing full well the ber who wished to make a sale,|°hances he was taking, exchanged & lhe man had just shaved him ana|8@iny new dime for a diminutive bag | wanted to sell him a lotion to use on|F,the Dburr-nuts. |" For fully a quartei hy [his face when he shaved himsclt. | pvchested’ fad nica tne anes ang Jon BLANK is fond of relating |*tToBS ® magnet and the sporty look. hee Pgs A A |prospected and mined the the Cort en Rprrees save iva gpod. roakel at we Jolson Theatre to-morrow! “Was, “Goodness sakes alive!” foul, this Wiss Tou ue on your cus- proupes sorb but Hise “color. bi A : ? pare ! night. i mers?” asked the Judge. ly he cast the bag and what remaine absolved from all blame, Look: Oh, Martha, honey, hear the key The Mesars, Shubert will taunch|2"° ¢4¥ @ man bought Mary's bees,| “No,” replied the barber, “it's so ex-|of the chestnuts away from him In She is only 38, In which I wail my agony, Frances White in “Phi Phi" in Atlan-| Who sells electric stuff. pensive I cannot afford It.” | dis iagust. “No good?” asked a friend. s 5 Ri meth wi 3ai Air , fa dnod rer: “If you can't afford it when you get| And its great to relate And Martha, say but “Yea” to me—|"IOCity next week, Said he: “They'll make good buszers,| 49 cents tor shaving a man,” returned | “No,” he answered resignedly, That she thrills you jertram eacock oO! lossom Miss. the Judge, “how do you expect me to “They're still batting .987 in the worm ord it when I shave myself for| league.” jnothing?” | Time," had a birthday yesterday. The whole troupe got in on it. My wife (I mean my life) for thee! “Stop that!” said she. “Enough!” | | | And she frills you. Not to underestimate Murphy, “ana I'm going to call her|_ Stuart Walker staged “Main —— The barber was nonplussed and|{T COULDN'T HAVE BEEN WORS! Salle utter the showhere, Whoopee!” | Street,” at the National, without) FROM THE CHESTNUT TREE. |gave up trying to make the sale.-g! | The gladness and the sadness ally, a e pea” | Biren At ine FROM THE GHESTNUT 7 eave. up tealne, te “§ GG] JAD the toughest luck I ever Of a play of human life - A BANG ON THE BEAN. Bea DIPLOMATIC APPROACH. had yesterday,” mused the man who had learned to live A new Russian song will be intro- |duced in “The Last Waltz” “Where is he?" at the| “Oh, he’s at home, but his wife is | That is full of joy and laughter, i, Howard Gibson, the wealthy janitor | Century Monday by Eleanor Painter. | away.” | AY I have = word ry RE EP | And a happiness that's rife in “BlaCylinder Love’ was held up| tarry Lauder will visit Sing Bing et 66 ave & word with you, 'by stem, “I felt sort of With the beauty and the duty near Grant's Tomb the other night | we Jay and talk and sing to the JOHN L.'S APOLOGY. Mr. Greene?” began the tired and dropped into @ movte nouse That we all owe to ourself land relieved of his cash and jewels. | inmates. E were discussing the differ- young man. to rest. It was darker than, a coal- 4 sible After this relief had been afforded TECIeNORWO IN) eit Py alg ss 4 1 ir | ‘tainly you may,” said the Wall pocket when I went in out of the To keep as young Ge possible him, he was tapped on the head and|,,Jack Norworth announces prow, ing scales of values that) street father. glare of the sun and I fumbled my And not go on the shelf. sent on a nice visit to dreamland that be Ras learned to play, the wku- make one man’e meat an-|~ “| want you to decide a bet.” way into a seat, I hadn't been there | |His role will be played by his under. |/*¢ 4nd os pradtis ng on Siw. | other's poison | “Very good. Go on.” long, however, before the lights glared meses study for @ night or so. + | Mane Cosvall nas tined the cast of!" 4 friend of ‘Theodore Roosevelt] “Iwant to marry your daughter.” forth, and that's where the tough A NEW MURPHY. sue bax mornin mavslon) play, ¥eltold a story of John L. Sullivan's| ‘Tut, tut, sir." part of the affair came in. I wi | Via Alex Bell's pestiferous inyen- | MISS O'RAMEY IN IT. Pee visit to the White House to make in-| “Kult wait. Your daughter has bet Seated right next to a man who held ltlon we have learned that James! An announcement says Georgia| William Hurlbut has written a new | tercession in behalf of a nephew who|me thet you will give your consent to my I. O. U, for five bucks.” nt to Leonard Berg- | O'Ramey, who has just returned from yang a nae rise finish for|jad been discharged. rom the navy. |Our marriage and I have bet her that "Well," mused the friend, “did you “Lilies of the F eld.” man, Treasurer at the New Amster- | London, has been engaged for “Chick- | dam Theatre, is the father of a new | en: which the Vanderbilt Producing (sir, Company will launch in Washington “She weighs ten pounds, soon. “What sort of a chap is he?" asked | you will not. Now, you certainly pay him the five?” the President, in his straight-flung, would not want to decide a bet so “Naw,” growled the touch arti fashion. | that she would lose, now would you?” “I borrowed $10 more and when “Mr. President,” said the great and|—Yonkers Statesman, ltried to spend it it wae phony,” ¥ An exhibition waltz contest will be held at the Terrace Garden Dance Palace Tuesday evening. There will 5 ORO RON TCE NTE OREN