Actorviews (1923)

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Mr. Jolson Acts Up for His Bride 191 “But the girls were poor,” softly upspeaks Colonel Gimp ; “they didn’t have anything.” “I know!” cries Jolson’s high tenor. “But I know a place where I could have bought ’em dresses for twelve dollars.” The performance of “Bombo” is over; we can hear the song-sellers peddling on the pavement above. Jolson, washed white, dresses briskly against the arrival of Mrs. Jolson and her verdict. “Is she ever going back on the stage?” “Not if I can help it,” he vows. “How’d you get her to leave it?” “The booking offices agreed with me. She was out with a Kipling act, playing Mogli, the elephant’s friend. She was getting twelve hundred fifty for the act and paying out thirteen hundred fifty. She had high-priced animal actors out of the ‘Follies’ jumping around and listening to her say, ‘Do you love meh?’ I sneaked into one of Proctor’s houses and saw the act without her knowing it. She did a fall that day — and lit on her head. And I laughed. And she heard about that laugh. Sssh! For God’s sake! — Come in, sweet woman !” She comes, and, believe him, she is sweet! A dark, sweet girl in a dark gown, and gloriously unpainted. Twinkling dark eyes I see, and a twinkling mouth — with gum in it. “Put it out!” from Jolson. “It’s one of the few pleasures I have left,” sighs his wife. “Well?” from Jolson. “Yes, I’m quite well,” from his wife. “Well, how was it? Did you like me?” “Yes but you work awfully hard,” says she with