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Patrick, Warren A. (ed.) / Show world
(July 17, 1909)

Revell, Nellie
Nellie Revell: her own gabalogues,   p. 7

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NEW YORK, July 14.
Dear Bunch:
I've just found out what makes
New York seem so lonesome-its be-
cause Walter Hill is on the road
with the two Bill
shows, Lula Bee-
son is in Califor-
iiia,  and  Tom
Kelly and Tom
I ialentine are both
lead I have to
make a new set
of books entirely
for I can't find
many of my old
pals any more. I
heard from Will
Reed Dunroy that
I had left a cav-
ity  in  Chicago
and they missed
me. Yes, Will, 1
miss the bunch.
too, I have a fine
case of loopitis tonight, and from
my window where I'm sitting, I can
see the wireless receiving station up
on the top of the Waldorf Astoria.
Wouldn't those lines be fine for Mrs.
Waldorf to hang her Monday wash
on? Only some of the tall figures
William  Morris wires over there
when he is booking acts, might fall
into those clothes on the line and
think some one is stringing them when
they are only trying to get a line on
them. I'll have to work with a net if
I do another hazardous one like that
-I had a hard time getting it over.
This is the Great White Way, so
called, and it is the Great White Way
if you have mazuma, but broke, the
"Black Hole of Calcutta" is an Im-
maculate Conception compared to this
Great White Light in which we
bathe every night in the lane of lights.
New Theater Near Completion.
Well, when you've got the "World"
going and Herr Muechenheim of the
Astor hotel sending the air ship down
to say "Hello, people" to you every
morning, "there's a reason."  Read
the answer in the stars. They have
no air ships there. "Yet." coming
down the cowpath from the visit to
the New Theater, now rapidly ap-
proaching completion, who do I run
into but George Schiller, now playing
with Lew Fields in "The Midnight
Sons" at the Broadway. George gives
me greetings and the high sign, in-
troduces me to his better half, and
tells me wonderful stories of Arctic
exploration, how the sun sets for six
months at Cape Nome and other in-
teresting ice stories. Well, now what
do you think of him? Standing talk-
ing to you in the sun with the ther-
mometer 104 in the shade, and telling
you funny tales of the land of the
Eskimo.  You  would think    from
George Schiller's name that he was
German, but anybody with this deli-
cious sense of humor must have been
hovering somewhere in the neighbor-
hood of the Blarney stone sometime
in his existence.
Getting away from this interesting
gentleman, I wend my weary way
office-ward, only to meet with Ben
Dodson, now engaging in the tea im-
porting business, and here's another
one crazed with the heat. What do
you think he handed me? "Hot, Nell?
Well you know that we Orientals are
largely in advance of the people of
the Occident in the matter of civiliza-
tion. Now what you want to do,
little girl, is to go to your room,
drink six cups of scaldingtea, wrap
yourself in a blanket and you won't
feel warm again this summer." No,
I don't think I will. Now I believe
that his Satanic majesty has nothing
on Ben Dodwon when it comes to giv-
ing you cooling prescriptions.
Meets Pat Casey.
Down the line, another few paces,
Imeet up with genial, generous Jolly
Pat Casey of Orpheum circuit fame.
Pat was all prepared to sail for
Europe on Saturday, but the "Irish
Stew" into which Beck and Murdock
have involved the vaudvile interests
will make Pat keep the Japanese cook
and valet on the job making him be-
lieve he's cool by keeping the ther-
mometer in the ice-box for another
two weeks. Mousier Pat, who has no
respect for anything not contained
outside  of   Webster's  vocabulary
caused me pain and anguish by telling
the harrowing details that awaited
him when he tried on the first pair
of green socks purchased for him by
said Japanese valet previous to his
departure to the Fatherland (i. c.
Ireland). Pat, in order to exercise
his socks before trying them on (the
bogs of France), put on a pair and
wore them down the Great White
Way, and removing his shoes at night,
also the socks, he found his trilbies
dyed  a  beautiful emerald  green.
Calling the valet, Pat explained that
when you visit Ireland it is not neces-
sary to have your anatomy dyed
green. The Jap assured the genial
Pat that the socks were fast colors
and would not run. "By Golly," said
Pat, "they ought to have this pair
run two or three marathons. They
would make that French waiter think
he was racing with a ghost the way
they run. Take them back and tell
the fellow that there's nothing an
Irishman hates worse than a turn-coat
and by golly, I don't know what
they'd think of a pair of socks that
disgraced the green and have their
colors'run away."
The following evening, the Jap told
Pat that the haberdashery man told
him he should have soaked the socks
in salt before giving them to his mas-
ter to wear. "By the Piper that
played before Moses," said Pat, "I'll
be hanged if I'll wear socks that you
have to have a prescription with
every pair, nor do 1 propose to swim
to Ireland and give these socks a
salt bath to get them in a frame of
mind that they can be worn by a
decent man."
A Ticket Speculator.
Coming down to the New York
theater, I thought I ran into a riot.
Scenting a press story, I hurried
across Long Acre Square, in my bare
feet; no, my feet weren't bare, but
what I mean is you take your life in
your hands whenever you try to cross
Long Acre Square without an air
ship. When I arrived at the other
side, and forced my way through the
crowd, I found that a New York
ticket speculator had agreed to sell a
pair of seats for less than 500 per
cent profit. The policeman on post,
intended to turn in a riot call, but
got rattled and summoned the fire
department.  The citizens of this
man's town are entirely too lippy.
The trials that the poor ticket spec-
July 17, 1909.
ha wyori
a g
Jewell Darrell has been secured by the New York Motion Picture
company to play the principal female roles in all of their productions.
This young lady is one of the most versatile actresses on the American
stage today. During the past season she played Little Day in B. C.
Whitney's "Knight for a Day" company, where she made a tremendous
hit. To those who have seen her pictured in the "Bison Films" she is
a revelation, as there is no line of business that she is not equal to,
from dramatic intensity to the most ridiculous comedy and eccentric
roles. The art of make-up which she displays is most remarkable-no
two characters are alike. In one subject she may appear as an ingenue,
looking not more than seventeen years old, in the next she may appear
as an old hag looking a century old-cccentric maids-Indian girl-
Mexican girl-Spanish sobrette-it's all the same to her. She handles
each role in the most artistic manner. The entire stock company en-
gaged by the New York Motion Picture company embraces the highest
class of artists obtainable. It is under the personal stage direction of
Charles K. French, who staged "In Old Kentucky" and numerous other
high class attractions.
ulators have in cutting up their money
with the police should entitle them
to more consideration.
Coming out of the New York the-
ater my eyes were greeted by a vision
of dainty loveliness, no less than pret-
ty Ella Snyder, who is arranging for
a new vaudeville sketch. At least,
that's what she told me. While Ella,
like the balance of us, learned her
lessons at the school the history of
George Washington, who never told a
falsehood, not even a white one, what
I was told by a prominent producing
manager, leads me to believe that the
fair Ella will be in the lead of one of
the Broadway big musical shows the
coming fall. The only way I see to
surcease my sorrow is to beat it for
Hammerstein's and see those two
visions of loveliness who are giving
Mother Eve an argument for the best
dressed woman in the Garden of Eden
class (Gertrude Hoffman and Annette
Kellerman, I mean), and see John
Pollack and ask him if he will let me
milk the cow or the ducks or any
old thing on the farm. "In my happy,
dear, old Indiana home."
Eddie Darling Observes.
While coming out of the American
Music Hall last week after I had wit-
nessed the marvelous performance of
Consul the Monk, Eddie Darling who
is an important personage in the
United office, was heard to remark:
"Well, I have heard of many a man
making a monkey of himself, but this
is the first time I have even seen a
monkey making a man of himself."
Then some optimistic person caustic-
ally butted in with "Yes," but the kind
of a monkey a man can make of him-
self is not a circumstance with the
style of a monkey a woman can make
of him."
I have just found out why I like
to go into the Orpheum office so fre-
quently. It is because I like to watch
the alacrity with which Eddie Smith
(the St. Peter of the Orpheum) op-
erates that cunning little squeeze on
the door. After he has been duly
convinced that you are qualified to
enter within the sacred portals of the
office, he pushes a button and allows
you to go through. It reminds me
of the squeeze on the spindles or drop
cases on circus lots, especially the
bird cages, that used to stand in the
center of the lot with the Robinson
circus. I was hep to the squeeze on
that joint.-NELLIE REVELL.
Beverly White has been transferred
from the No. 1 Gentry show to the
No. 2 show and was in Chicago last
week en route to Spokane, where he
assumed his new duties. Morrison
Koerner, formerly on the Chicago In-
ter Ocean, succeeds him with the No.
1 show. Dick Collins left the No. 2
show in Minneapolis.

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