Vaudeville trails thru the West (1919)

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32 HERBERT LLOYD'S VAUDEVILLE GUIDE THE VAUDEVILLE ACTOR. Written Expressly for This Publication by Ray Snow. A broken-down vaudeville actor. Passed on, from this world of care; And stood at the Portals of Heaven, Awaiting his trial there. - The Guardian-Angel impassive. Questioned the applicant bold: "By what right do you hope to enter And become one of the Fold?" His weary eyes gazed through the portals,. And he answered with trembling lips— As he saw the Stars with their "wardrobes," Then looked at his two well-worn grips. "It isn't by right I apply, sir, But looking for mercy, you see, I've never done much in my lifetime, 'Big-timers' don't even know me. I've always done three, four and five shows And with Red Cross Benefits, too. And then I worked hard for the War Stamps, You see, I've had plenty to do. Of course, this was all done 'free gratis,' I helped just to show where I stood. It didn't leave much of my salary. Liberty Bonds?—Yes, I bought what I could. The laymen always have told us That we were a pretty bad lot. They may have been right, sir, That's what some preachers have taught. When the war came, I went to the front, sir, I gave my life, all that I had. I guess I have been quite a rounder. And maybe they're right, we're all bad. But I never brought sorrow to no one— And I've made people laugh by the score." "You're much better than hosts of your betters," Said the Angel, throwing ooen the door. A STANDARD ACT THAT IS ALWAYS NEW. The Six Musical Nosses. A Fast Act FuU of Class, Ginger and Jazz. 1 ou can t stana still m the sho^v Dusmess, or you 11 te left ""on tke lot/' We Try to Keep a Little Ahead of the Other Fellow.