Show World (October 1910)

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October 15, 1910. THE SHOW WORLD 17 BY C. F. MCDONALD. (Continued from page 11.) “IN THE EYES OF LOVE” (Dans Les Yeux D’Amour") is by A. R. Langer- inann, the senior member of the Arm. We have gone over it studiously and fail to find In it anything that is novel or entertaining. It is a most dreary affair filled with harsh consonants and impossible of brilliant execution. Such words as "whiff" and “melts” have no place in popular music. A song, we would say if called upon to analyze its rudiments, must possess ingenuity in the management of meter. It must be framed of open vowels, with gutteral possible. _ _ be content •iflce grandeur or vigor ___ hissing sounds _ the lyric —Mil sometimes to s- — to the necessity of selecting singing words and not reading ones. The sim¬ plest words best suit songs, but sim- plicitv must not descend to baldness. There must be thought in the song, gracefully expressed, and it must ap¬ peal either to the fancy or feelings, or both, but rather by suggestion than by direct appeal. Philosophy and didac¬ tics must be eschewed. “HERE’S MY POCKET. TAKE MY MONEY,” is the second publication. The words are by F. C. Hunsinger and the music is blamed on A. R. Langermann. Mr. Hunsinger’s words are crude. They endeavor to tell a story of a flashy coon who, meeting a “yaller gal” in Lincoln park, becomes greatly enamored of b~ buys her wine ™ --— ~ l '“ and tells her, <— -- -- --- self to his roll. Mr. Hunsinger ex¬ ceeded in telling his story but ho has told it badly. There isn’t a laugh in the entire lyric unless one singles out the indifferent rhymes. Mr. Langer¬ mann (unwittingly, we trust), has made free use of Mendelssohn’s "Spring Song.” This is to be regretted for we’ve had enough of that sort of thing in the past few months. Frankly speaking, both these numbers are poor and not destined to become popular with either the pub¬ lic or performers. ANNO UN CEMENT Jl/f Y entire time and energies hereafter will be devoted to Park Construction, xrl following the suggestions of my many friends. My experience as builder of White City, Chicago, a dozen riding devices elsewhere and the principal por¬ tion of Forest Park, combined with 12 years’ service as Manager in the operation of these great parks, enables me to offer expert services in designing and building everything and anything in the Park line. I have information in connection with the actual operation of Amusement Parks which no one contemplating building should be without. I am now building a complete park for the Gary Park Company, Gary, Indiana, and can take several additional contracts for complete parks, riding devices or park attractions. I am prepared to modernize antiquated parks or riding devices. My foremen are thoroughly experienced and trained in this business. If your new park proposition is attractive enough to interest me I can fill it with concessions, save you thousands of dollars and furnish you everything you need. Communications and your business will receive my personal attention. Write me or call. 1>. HOWSB 1 <iT DEAHHOl STREET, lull.:'t 1904-5-1 1909-1910 to conceive how publishers can be in¬ duced to believe that there is remuner¬ ation in the publication of it. BY DOC WADDELL. (Continued from page 14.) Earl DeBoe was fined $100 and c THE GREAT HENRI FRENCH AMERICA’S FOREMOST NOVELTY ENTERTAINER Permanent Address, The Great Henri French Agency, Grand Theatre Bldg., Cleveland, Ohio The Thompson Music Company just has published a song entitled “AVIATIN’ IN MA AEROPLANE,” words by Phil C. Isbell and music by W. G. Yule. For it a title page has been supplied which is one of the most awful and wretched pieces of art it ever has been our mis¬ fortune to behold. The either by modesty or naturally assume it- hame—and we be the latter— or her name to „ __for illustration. Aside from its distressful (or distressing) front page, the song is a poorly wrought out conceit. It has neither words nor "■WHEN A FELLOW HAS A SWEET¬ HEART LIFE’S A SONG,” words by Jos. Mittenthal; composed and published by Jos. M. Daly, is another one of those "don't know what to do, gee, I’m blue” affairs that are the burden of our soul, although, to be entirely just, it must be confessed that Mr. Mittenthal has written the best half of the song. We haven’t heard the song exploited in these parts, for which we are most grateful. Our own Chicago writers furnish us with all these blank cartridges we care to From Birmingham, Alabama, comes a song of which we are extremely fond. "JUST PLAIN JANE” it is called, and it is published and written by Frank Strickland. We wish to note in passing that Mr. Strickland is a song writer of the first water. “Just Plain Jane” has a melody that is far above the average. The arrangement is heady and shows the work of a trained harmonizer. It is brilliant, precise, and highly gratifying. Mr. Strickland should appreciate the full Intrinsic value of his commodity and acquaint the performers and (jpalers with it. Birmingham is a long way from Chi¬ cago. Few people. If any. In our city know of the existence of "Just Plain Jane.” Mr. Strickland should take ad¬ vantage of the fact he has a winner and spread the news broadcast. The Sunlight Music company has just published what Mr. Harry L. Newman terms his "new Tennessee” song. It is entitled “I WANT TO GO BACK TO GEORGIA," and Mr. Newman (who wrote the music) predicts for it as much vogue as his “In Dear Old Tennessee” attained. We are of the opinion that Mr. Newman is wrong in his contention that this new number is as good a song as "Tennessee” and that it will be equally as popular. Undoubtedly it will demand a fair sale, for all such songs sell to a moderate extent, but we hesitate to look for its becoming sensational. Olive L. Frlelds' words are far from being su- " " *“ those of its predecessor, and of engaging her for the chorus of a grand opera company in New York city. The fact that DeBoe had no piano in his room caused his conviction. It was brought out that no theatrical manager can engage one for a chorus unless he has a piano with which to test the voice of the singer seeking an engagement. Will this cause “chasers” in the pro¬ fession to buy pianos? And will the punishment meted out to DeBoe keep the girl from the stage? She was im¬ prisoned in the Juvenile Detention. Miss Wise, the probation officer, heard over¬ head the shuffling of feet and investi¬ gating found stage-struck Ethel practic¬ ing a toe-dance. Arrested and convicted on charges of which he has been declared innocent by those who had him arrested. George Will, 695 Livingston avenue, an employe of the Columbus Hippodrome, claims he was held at the police station five days and refused the right to call upon friends for bond or attorney. He is gathering evidence with a view to making it “warm for somebody around police station.” The police department of Columbus is a roaring farce. The mayor of the city, according to the story of himself by himself, is too pure for earth and his chief of police is lacking in every es¬ sential for the making of a real officer. When it comes to talk and red tape both mayor and chief are military and churchy, but when real action is required they find themselves laughing stock for the kids and easy marks for the pro¬ fessional wrongdoers. The people, when they get a chance to speak, will relegate these two salary drawers to the tall uncut, and they’ll tour thereto before that if Governor Harmon will be a great big man instead of a ward politician. hard, comma, very, very hard, excla¬ mation! Misfit rhymes abound and Mr. ualton in his music evidently has tried to keep up the good work. One might add that he has sanguinely succeeded. , - -— understand just 5 writers rush into print with such worth- —‘—1 - • equally as difficult WE CARRY A FULL LINE OF FOUR COLORED LITHOGRAPH AND TWO COLORED BLOCK PRINTING FOR THE JEFFRIES-JOHNSQN FIGHT PICTURES All Sizes from J^-Sheet Herald to 20-Sheet Stand. RIVERSIDE PRINTING CO. 203 Schiller Bldg., Chicago, III. 220 Third Street, Milwaukee, Wis. BERNARD^ ?. ell . s . B ^ lp " s,e "' B ™ sh * a Cold Water Paste, etc. BERNARD 1 tRUWH CO.. Reotor Bldg,, Chicago PEEVISH MAMIE, HIGH DIVER, IN TROUBLE Arrested for Walloping Chance Acquaintance Over the Head With an Umbrella less material. It 1: Eddie Swaidner, of Butte, Mont., Frac¬ tures Vertebrae While in Bathing. Butte, Oct. 12.—T. M. A., Lodge 78, of this city, “bn September 21 lost one of its youngest and most popular members in the death of Eddie Swaidnet. The young man. while visiting Gregson Springs, near Anaconda, with a party of theatrical people from that city and another party from Butte, made a dive of about twenty feet into seven feet of water, and having miscalculated the dis- bottom or the tank and fractured two spinal vertebrae. He was taken by his’ friends to an Anaconda hospital on a train which happened to be approaching at the time. By reason of partial par¬ alysis being instantly produced. Swadi- ne’r suffered no pain whatever, and was able to converse with his friends up to within a few moments of dissolution, which came about fifty-two hours after the accident. . . Young Swaidner was buried in Mt. Moriah cemetery, in Butte. September 30. the remains being escorted to the grave by half the T. M. A. lodge members, or all of those residing in the city, and by a band of sixty musicians front the American Federation of Musicians, of which the deceased was a member; in fact, when he was admitted to this or¬ ganization in Colorado Springs he was its youngest member. The young man had* worked in various theaters here and in Colorado cities. Detroit, Mich., Oct. 12.—Mamie Frances, high diver by trade, horse¬ woman and crack rifle shot, was in the police court here not long ago for attempting to cave in the head of her blacksmith escort with an umbrella. The officer found Mamie walloping XV. C. Burdo, a Toledo blacksmith, at Woodward and Michigan avenues, one evening, and arrested both. Mamie told the judge she met her friend on Woodward avenue, but found it hard to shake him after he had purchased din¬ ner, an umbrella, and seats for the show. “Who are you, Mamie?” queried the judge. Mamie drew down her pole pink opera cape around her and in dramatic tones announced: "I’m Mamie White, better known as Mamie Frances, champion woman high diver, horse rider and crack rifle shot, from Bagdad, Wyo¬ ming. I dive into a tank from a great height; ride horses standing on my head and all that; shoot glass balls, blow out matches and clip human hairs with bul¬ lets. I expected to dive at the state fair here, hut something happened to prevent it and now I’ll have to sell my horse. King Carlo, to get out of town.” “But, Mamie,” interrupted the judge. “Why did you pick up this blacksmith on the street and swat him over the head with the umbrella?" “I was simply walking along in the rain and I met him walking along in the rain, too,” responded Mamie. “You can’t never get acquainted if you don’t speak to people. Can you? So I says, smiling, ‘It’s raining, ain’t it?’ He smiles back and says, ‘Let’s walk to¬ gether and I’ll buy an umbrella to keep the rain off us.’ He bought it and gave it to me, then he bought the eats. It was too wet to go to the fair, so he suggested going to a show and buys tickets. On the way over he meets a friend of his. I smiles at him and he wanted to knock his friend’s block oft right there. Now, I don’t call that po¬ lite, d’yo, Judge? When we got in the show I didn’t like the bill, so I ups and leaves. He comes a’running after me and wants to grab the umbrella. He was swearing. Well, being a lady, I wouldn’t repeat his words in front of all you men—and I hits him over the head with the umbrella when he gets too fresh.” Burdo admitted buying the umbrella, but denied presenting it to Mamie. When Mamie went to claim her val¬ uables she caused the officers to blush when she restored some of the articles to a place of safe keeping in her stock¬ ing. Mamie Frances and her diving horses were advertised to he one of the big free outdoor attractions at the big Mich¬ igan state fair held here and which closed September 24. For unknown rea¬ sons, Mamie did not appear at the fair at all.