The evening world. Newspaper, February 6, 1922, Page 22

SoS THE NEW PLAYS 5 sons car Balieff’s “Chauve-Souris” | Bizarre and Delightful By CHARLES DARNTON PONDEROUS fellow with a) across the stage and singing gypsy | serio-c ce, flenon,| SONKS? pe yaaborenie HnCel Lane ee 4 They are wonderful atures, of Job and the Indifierencs otf orougnty alive wand. haif-savan & newly-clected Alderman, tells yoifwith thelr glowing eyes and wild| all about it at the Forty-ninth Strect| voles. Back of them stand men, Theatre, as he plants himself befor cing and playing guitars, while Mr. | Ge ‘curtas veya the how | Vaviteh towers in front urging on the! e curtain and surveys the howls i throated chorus, Here you + with an idly roving eye. His Englisi}the true spirit of the c et. Then is all his own, and he booms or gusps|you have also the workpeople, sing- ing and dancing crudely yet Jo to the music of the accordeon. M it as the fit seizes him, sometimes Pee ie Ut sites eesesstion fomiliar, though uncommonly clever, his dejected underlip, Withal he bev |jc a marionette burlesque of Mai @ proprietary air, for he is in which Mr Hirse hits front—especially front—of prima donna ¢ Ny. Still m | “ yeceousia” .., [fim is provided by « decidedly mixed Chauve-Souris,”” otherw Bl chorus of men, after whieh iett | Theatre of Moscow. Ue runs th | sends you home in the best of nature. | show, and if you're slow in getting to] Morris Gest is to ve thanked tor bringing the town's greatest novelty, | your seat he doesn't hesitate to ren steh choice en rlainment that it of- you, this Nikita Balieff, director, stuge|fors nothing less than i& Muscovite | autocrat, comedian and ballyhoo al! in] trent. } one. His like has never been scen| — before in New York The same may heartily be said of the performance, « bizarre and de- lightful medley of music, dancing and humor vividly set off by fantastic No USe “TALKIN WELL OLE unas eolors. “TH Wire SsuRe GaL— wots . Wena ' There is charm in it all, from deli- DOES KEEP “TABS To-Des GostiP DEAR? eate, exquisite bits that are like Rus ON “TH NEIGHBORS 9 @an miniatures to riotous fun, recliag with drunken posters. Though tic changes are violent they have the barmony of picturesqueness, in which the richly toned costumes pl part. The producer has given infinite care to every Perfection marks a wooden soldiers, jerkily « @mazingly skilful. We Many a march of toy soviet i wothing that has ever approached this remarkable exhibition. It 1s fol lowed by “Souvenir of t Far Vas with an old-world sentiment and the pathos of age, tenderly expressed by Mme, Deykarhanova and M rodetsky. An old Freneb song Go. added WHOOH ! Gost — ON A DAY LIKE THIS 1 wisn td BouGcdT COME ON - doe! YOU'VE. GOT SUMPN' ON YOUR HIP — SHARE UT WITH Your Lit! Pals | (F 1 HAD IT D'You suppose. tb ®RING IT NEAR You ? to the charm of “Porce’wine de Sax and songs by Glinka carried a gent BMC Bm NOUGH MARY. we've HAD WHISPERING SENT HOME appesl. "The Sudden Death of a nag i re FROM SCHOOL. Hetwe,” with an cloping couple com- “ es atelies Meee AeA EA ing to grief, brings the lurch of 2 ei laughter, but, better still, is * ; HOME ° tinka,” with a’ peasant gir an old polka while her excit strive desperately to keep up the pace in revolving chairs. A Tartar dance by M. Kotehetovsky (the will he the death of me!) is r good thing. And shall we ever forget the wo- men in ‘A Night at Yard's, Moscow, 1840," sitting in a line stretching About Plays and Players By BIDE DUDLEY OSELLE PARK, N. J., is lo- cated near Elizabeth, We know because we visited it the other night. We went there as the guest of J. Andrew White, editor of the Wireless Age, to talk over the radio- A MONTH! phone. Eddie Cantor, a prominent A DOLLAR ~ TLL citizen of Mount Vernon, went along SEND Him THERE ! chaperoned by his wife and a lady friend for reinforcements, and 100,- 000 people, who were fortunate enough to have radiophone receiving instruments (see ads in Evening World) profited thereby, Eddie sang over the wireless telephone absolutely gratis, there being no way for him to collect a cent, and we told stories while people within a radius of 1,000 miles laughed and applauded—we im- agine. On the way home on the train we san she May Have Seen Better Days," while Vaughn De Leath, a lady who warbles for the phonographs, smiled at the conduc- tor to keep him from throwing us off. All in all it was a grand night for 100,000 people and a train load of rail- road travellers, “This station, econd-Hand Rose'' cal audience greatly Pleased the lo- said J. Andy White, a8 most of them who, by the way, hails from Crest-] were of that nationality, Billy Til- wood, N. Y;, one of the rhubarbs of| den, not the tennis player, followed Bronxville, “is WDY. with a few stories that must have That certainly is fine we re-| made the air waves shimmy with sponded with just a tinge of sorrow in} jaushter. . r tone SMrone hundred thousand people will| ,, When, Billy had made his bow, hear this entertainment to-night.| Harty Garland, no relation to the fel- We'll start at 8 o'clock and run tii] {OW Whe snubbed bom een ah) Mat rate® slolokecand MY sang “Yoo-Hoo" and “IT Want) My He Creping twice for distress Alg-| siramy." Harry eurely filled the ate You mean from those listening? |™osphere with the “Holt Me to Your No. From ships that may te inj Breas’. Mammy" stuff. He sang it oa are y so well we begun to wonder if there We had a tuss singer in the party| ¥ere Mammies in Jerusalem, Arthur “gbert then shook up the atmosphere with a ukulele number. Arthur was in the navy during the war, and they do say it was his ukulele playing that frightened the Germans into the North His first song was called ‘A New Jersey Surprise,” and had to do with the mosquito fleet, Then came Eddie Mrs. Cantor look: end we immediately instructed him not to sing ‘Asleep in the Deep." ‘The instructions were unnecessary, how- ever, as, 80 far as we could ascer- tain, the concert did not cause any distress. Harry Swan opened the show, sang “Laddie Buck of Mine," an Irish ballad. All the while we were hoping poor John McCormack wasn't listen- He Cantor, While <1 on and applauded, ing in, You know, John sings Irish|Pddte sang and shivered, He request- ballads for a living, and we wouldn't|€4 all the listeners to send him 10 have hin feelings hurt for the world.|cents apiece and gave them his ad~ & Andrew said it was possible the|dress. Eddie explained that a dime song was reaching Ireland, and we|Wouldn’t impoverish anybody, while couldn't help but wonder what Jimmy|100,000 dimes certainly would jingle Craig was thinking, It was so abso-|Well at the Cantor country place. lutely ‘‘begorra’’ in its make-up that] Gladys Taylor, pianist, favored with a fe feared Ulster might get huffy over |#umi of her own called ne Miss De Leath came next with “Dapper Dan," which told the story of a very praiseworthy Negro man. Then she fav« Laughing Saxophone.’ She explained that her right hand wasn't acting well and Nat Sanders, who hgd been seated rear her, was suspic jongd, Nat, how- ever, had had nobody squeezing his GOSH, TD LIKE To DO SOMETHIN’ FoR THE PooR FELLER, BUT Y'CAN'T BE A PHILANTHROPIST ON FORTY BUCKS 1M SuRE FERDIE CAN SPARE voice, and he sang next, while Louis Krreau fingered the ivories, lection we ful that such is the case, lished, ev chance to entertain the 100,000 and all ended well. the Radiophone Corporation of Amer- ica. know it. ple pressions? Andy of Crestwood, but we haven't evidence that he deserves our pride as yet. of the newly formed Players’ Assem- 60 To THAT ADDRESS' AN TLL PHONE HIM Ce QD eo ) q Sagar eae Fist fT Out — No ? Hen = GvEss THe AINT ANY ¢ MARX, | UNDERSTAND YOuR. TEACHER SENT YOU HOME AGAIN TODAY Foe WHISPERING —THAT ‘5 TAREE TIMES THis WEEK THis LL HAVE TS RE STOPPED @ WELL, T SURE APPRECIATE YOUR r. 1922 (IN. ¥. Ewe. World) By Press Pub. Co. Ken She was last seen behind in a comedy called Miss Hopkins, for her. the footlights ‘Sleepless Nights." as she will be known, will sail to- morrow for France to remain six weeks. The new play will go into re- ‘earsal immediately upon her return. RHYMED PROPOSALS Now ts the time for all good men to come to the ald of the party. Ex: cuse us, folks; we were just trying the typewriter. As to the rhymed pro- pesal business to-day, permit us to say that Marie F. has made a hit with several suitors, and we hope to marry her off soon. Harry 8. of Newark, that lovely little suburb of Jersey City (that'll make ‘em sore), has written us follows: Nat's se- “The World Is a Beauti- and he conclusively proved When he fin- ‘body was given a second gong,” The entertainment was offered by If anybody heard it we'd like to Won't a few af the 100,000 se write us and give us thelr im- We want to be proud of J. BELMONT FOR “ASSEMBLY, “Montmartre,” the first production bly, will open next Monday evening at the Belmont Theatre. The cast will number more than thirty, in- ie Fe ri cluding Galina Kopernuk, a Russian | 2 Cepiy te Marie Fis ishyme, actress, who will make her American | Whose thoughts are similar to mine, debut, Others are Helen Ware, Helen|J’m four years shy of forty; that's Trowell, Mabel Krenyear, Winnitrod true, Harris, Rose Winter, Mae Hopkins, " ; A Brandon Wurst, Frank Doane, Clack | 4%4 2% wond'ring whether I'lt do, Now listen, Marie! If Harry 8. Silvernail, Arthur Hohl and Frank Connor, ‘The S. S. Tenacity" ang} won't do, we can offer you one Mont: “The Monkey's Paw,'' now at the] gomery, who would like to marry you Belmont, may be moved to another}or Peggy Rose. Monty is seventy: Broadway theatr three years old, but they do say he's ae spry and still has his teeth. If either PEGGY TO ACT AGAIN, of you girls wishes to be an old man's Pegsy Hopkins Joyce will return (9 the stage in @ play, now being written Under @ spreading grapefruts j darling, don't overlook the La a We'll spend our days, just you and me. The cactus and the wangbunk's moan Will guard us when we're all alone, Where shadows melt beneath the pines, New York and Marie F. of Brooklyn, both rhymed proposalites. Sam Livesey of ‘Bull Dog Drum- mond” used to be a wrestler, No wonder the girl in the play doesn’t throw him down. When Sousa and his band reach Where sun-lit ivy hides its vines, Havana next week for a series of con- Where howling wind like coyote|certs they will find a $20,000 advance whines, sale. I'll build a nest far from the rest, Mildred Harris, former wite at For you and me; do you agrect Charlie Chaplin, pp 5 Proctor hous in a sketch called Montgomery — aged seventy-three,|“sfoney Talks whee! Jerome Kern believes that some day composers and lyric writers will re- celye royalties from Radiophone von- cerns that broadcast songs. Robert Dale, formerly in Winter Garden companies, has been added to the cast of Al Jolson's ‘‘Bombo"’ com- pany. “phe Circle,” with John Drew and Mrs. Leslie Carter in their original GOSSIP. “Lilies of the Fieid’* duced in London soon. Ella Retford, who has been in Keith vaudeville, salls for England to-mor- row. Two new musical numbers will b« sung In “*Marjolaine"’ to-morrow eve-| 11% ‘tarts its transcontinental tour ning. . to-night in Newark. “He Who Gets Slapped'’ moves Arthur McHugh, braggart for the Arthur Hammerstein attractions, has just phoned us.that Robert Woolsey of The Blue Kitten’ ts ill and Harry Clark is subbing for him. Interest- ing is absolutely authentic! from the Garrick to the Fulton next Monday, opening with a matinee, Albertina Vitak, a dancer at the Hippodrome, has made a clay figure of herself, She posed before a mirror, Max Scheck will stage the numbers in a new Shubert musical show called ‘Hotel Mouse.”” Harry Garland, having closed with “gnap Shots of 1921," ts to go Into vaudeville. We have letters here for A THOUGHT FOR TO-DAY, When John Botts, the Wellsville motion picture man and wit, was asked if he intended to attend the Rose of ' | L ste SENDS ME HOME EVERY, BuT IM SATISFIED WITH THe JoR Ive Got # he couldn't get away, but he hoped to ‘e on hand for the fifth or sixth, FOOLISHMENT. (For Cigar Btore Robbers.) Oh, rodder with gun in Nand! Maybe you think you're grand, But I can say you are not; Most likely you are a rum sot. Telephone rings, “ting-a-ling,” Soon you may be in Sing Sing. “Put up your hands” may be fine, But it is nothing divine. You're no Jesse Jimmy (Joke!) FROM THE CHESTNUT TREE. Teacher—Willle, why were you ab- sent from school yesterday? Small Boy—I had the stomach ache. Teacher—Well, don’t let it happen again. SS WHAT YOU NEVER HEAR. OLLECTOR—We made a mistake Cc in your gas bill last month; there will be no charge this month, and here is 75 cents rebate. Ballplayer—You are right, Mr, Um- pire, I was out a mile, Servant—I'll stay five years, mum, at $10 a month, Judge—You are discharged; I be- Neve your story that it was brought into the State for medical use. “TOE BE OR NOT TOE BE ——” The grinding heel of David Wark Griffith's well-shod right foot clomped down a few weeks azo and an actor was made. It seems that one of the male screenites in Griffith's latest mas‘er films just couldn't seem to prachut into the atmosphere of his part. He was too filppant; far tco smiley and blithe-hearted. While every one else in the scene was as sid as an orphan on Christmas, the smile wreathed countenance of the one player steod out like an Albino African among his fellow tribesmen, Griffith talked to him like a father: then he talked to him like a st-p- father or a movie guardian. All to no avail. He could not eclipse the beaming face. Finally D, W. G. strece near the « fervescent player and, quite by cident (2), stamped on Luckily, as far as the pi concerned, Griffith scored bull’s-eye by hitting a pet corn Tue man howled; bis expression changed, Griffith yelled “Camer nd ordered the man to act ree If you see him in the film you'd think he was the original Gloor yj Gus. HE'S LEARNIN’. Five-year-old Arthur Trimble, who} appears in Rupert Hughes's person- ally conducted pictures for Goldwyn, is a fast study. From the time he was three he has deen able to count 100, recite nursery piel off the alphabet and dd and fling. Since starting out in pletures his education has been greatly broadened, He can now say: “What, me, a star, work for $1,000 a week? Well I SHOULD SAY NOT!” Goo’ boy, Artie, young topper, you'll de a reel star yet! ACCOMPLISHED. Mona Kingsley, who plays a speck of dust in “The Dust Flower," to take the word of her publicity pur- veyor, writes plays, stories, poems, paints (that ts, with water colors and oils) and plays the guitar, piano, zither and phonograph. All of which helps her a lot as & movie actress, especially her perform- ances on the last named instrument. “What,” asked a friend of ours, when we mentioned the above accom- plishments, ‘‘can she act?"’ We turned from him in scorn, but should have said: “She doesn't HAVE to act; she's a movie actress. CUT-INS. John Dooley has just been added to the already long cast of ‘Whe Knighthood Was in Flower,’’ which Cosmopolitan will soon start for Ma- rion Davies. David Wark Griffith the ending of ‘Orphans of the Storm.” The climax, while still happy one, is reached with more of @ rush than the original fade-out. ‘The United States series of Burton Holmes travel pictures las just been released to schools by the National Non-Theatrical Motion Pictures, Inc. There are twenty-six reels in all. Must be nice to go to school and watch a motion picture. Tt has just been announced that the |phrase ‘Passed by the National Board of Review’ does not mean “Censored.” It does mean edited, twere. ‘Warren A. Newcombe, producer “The Enchanted City," is deep in has changed peeve. He says: “Somebody cut th best scene out of my film.” Strange isn't it, that every ‘cut’ comes righ in the centre of the “hest scene?’* Here's a hint to Maclyn Arbuckle Why not work ‘Daddy Dumplin” over into a movie? Think it over: William McCormack, Westbury, N- Y.—It was our mistake, [-C Pie- tures Corporation is going to divide $1,000 among writers of best letters on R-C Pictures I Have Seen." The writer of this column is one of the judges, #0 talk pretty. After seeing Ernest Truex in his latest releases we are convinced his first name should be spelled E-A-R- “Spelling bees always result in words,"’ muses Aesop's Film Fables. “Watch the reformers claim that coffee is dangerous,” warns ‘Topics Buteher—Sirloin steak has down to 18 centa @ pound.—Fargo third. trial of Fatty Arbucl p he said | Courier News. oe, gone! of the Day.’ “tA man pecently killed his wife by hitting her with a perco- lator,"*