The New York Clipper (April 1903)

DRAMATIC. VAUDEVILLE. CIRCUS. Copyrighted, 1008, by the Frank Queen Publishing Company (Limited). Founded by FRANK QUEEN, 1868. HSTEW YORK, ^JPRIL 4, 1903. VOLUME U.-No. 6 Price 10 Cant* ^55 (Tipper's Itrtrtts, Personalities ail Counts, CONCXBXOO STAGE FOLK and Sometimes OTHERS BY JOSEPHINE GEO. Theo. M. Blzler, the well known com- edian, relates the following Incident which happened while he waa traveling through Missouri with his company. A blind accordion player boarded the train at one of the stations and proceeded to amuse the passengers, and Incidentally win some ot their small change, by playing a number of popular melodies. He finally drifted Into the atlrrlng rhythms of "The Fisher's Hornpipe." This tune seemed to particularly please "You'll get off at the corner," said the cruel collector ot fares. "No, let him stay on—I'll pay," said 01 cott, suiting the action to the word. "Thank you, sir!" said the youngster, looking gratefully at his rescuer. "Will you please tell me where you live, so that I can bring the nickel to you?" "That's all right!" said Olcott, "don't let that worry you." "But I want to pay It back," Insisted the boy. "Please tell me your name, sir, and The show was bully." 9 A story Is told on one of the popular song writer* whose publisher's place of business Is not far from West Twenty-eighth Street. He had recently written a song that did not come up to his usual standard, but he wished a certain musical critic to pas* Judgment upon It, knowing that with the stamp of the critic's approval the song would at least hare a start that, with good pushing, would make It saleable. u» rfi. I> Do a native Mlssourlan who occupied the seat opposite Blxler. "By gum!" he exclaimed, "I was Jest a- f Ishla' he'd strike up that "on." Then, turn- ing to Blxler, he said: "I wonder how he knew I was want la' him to play that?" "It was mental telepathy," was the com- edian's answer, at which the countryman pondered a moment, then said: "What did yon say?"' "It was mental telepathy," repeated Blx- ler. "Gosh! I thought It was 'The Fisher's Hornpipe.'" While Blxler was recently posting some letters In the office of a little town a young woman came In, and, banding a small pack- age to the store keeper, who was also the postmaster, said: "What will It cost to send thatr "Is It merchandise?" asked the postmas- ter. "No," was the answer, "If* Jest some patches fer Ma's quilt" isey say that since a recent experience Chnnncey Olcott is most careful la the dis- tribution of his calling cards. After a per- formance one day during his last engage- nwat at the Fourteenth 8treet Theatre he i-arded a Blxth Avenue car and seated himself beside a small boy. When the con- ductor asked for his fare and Olcott handed °ut a dime that personage asked: ijDo.you pay for the boy?" "N'o, I'm alone," said the actor. "Fare!" said the conductor to the young- »'frr, who at the demand looked troubled. "I've lost me Ave," answered the *mall r "*"* n «»r. looking sppMllngly *t Olcott. . ' .■.->* '•::-"/■•:' ': ;"' , ■■'. ",'■'' ■ .idj .. .- ' ■■ J-'-: .''-..' ■ ' ' ■■■ ■'. •' '•-•■:.•-•■ ■ ■ •■ a' . • ■ k_^a**B*sV ■<:'.•-■;.■- <-V^ Wssr«j** ax ,- -'"'• ~ - *&** ■ ,'■■ ■ ' '■:"/ ' Si£S sons ago pretty Minnie Ashley, now of "The Country Girl" Company, took for the Bum- mer a beautiful country place on Long Island. This was much to the dismay of the to-called aristocratic residents, who were Indignant because an actress should choose to spend her Summer in their vicin- ity. Not so, however, the villager*, who showered their admiration upon the pretty girl, who In many way* had been of assist- ance to some of them. In proof of tbelr approval several girl babies born after ber departure were named after her. It so happened that one of ber namesakes, Minnie Ashley Jones, was as black as Carroll Johnson In hi* make-up. This little ebon Minnie proved precocious beyond nature's Intention by walking too soon. The result waa a pair of little crooked leg* resembling parentheses Mean- time she was called and known by the full name of the villagers' favorite actress, Mln- fcWK ^M^ v' % v ■M:8?- iM£^?$3i\ 'm&m SE '.« ■'};:■ '&&& m;<- ■■<&'.- -':■'■ MYRTLE VINSON .•••;•-. ■ /■■■ -■-.■■■•■■•■^^: J % "■ .'■■ ■*?'■; ;::.• ■■. -■•r-r?"=V-- .■ -i •; = '•-■' <±>Z*f>* t •>.<* where you live." At that moment the car was nearlng the corner where It was Olcott'* Intention to alight, and the actor, wlahlng to see what the boy might do, and having no time to give hi* name and address, hastily handed him one of his cards. Three days later, after the matinee, as he was leaving the *tage door, be met the lit- tle fellow of the *treet car episode. "Here'* yer nickel, Mr. Olcott" said he, proffering the coin to the actor, "an" yer Jea great In yer play." "Ah, did you see me plsy today, my little man?" asked the actor, with a wave of tbe hand, which the boy took to mean that the nickel wa» of no consequence to the lender and that the borrower might keep It. "Yes, sir, thank you, »lr," said the boy, pocketing the coin. "You see, I Je«t hsd me big brudder write 'pas* 2' on the card that hsd yer name on, an' we went in on It. Accordingly be dispatched th* proof sheet* of hi* song to the home of th* crlUc, not forgetting to accompany the package with a box of very line cigars, the brand of which be knew to be a favorite one with the man of musical authority, A few days later he received tbe following letter from the critic: • "De*r Blank:—Thank* very much for the song and cigar*. Th* latter were mo*t ex- cellent, four*. X." The following story Is vouched for by on* of the leading members of "The Country Olrl" Company, who told It a few weeks ago at one of tbe Saturday evening gather- ings at the Boston Press Club. The story waa especially well received, a* It put the laugh on that clever wit and member, John J. Cantwell, who baa been styled the "Simeon Ford of Boston." It may be remembered thai a few ses- nle-ashley. Last Summer this parenthetical condition of the nether limb* of MJnnle-ashley, who bad reached ber third year, was brought to the attention ot Jack Cantwell, who was spending a few days at the Long Island resort. He attended a reception where a young charity enthusiast was circulating a subscription paper among the guests. Her object was to raise thereby enough money to send Mlnnle-aabley to tbe hospital to have the little black leg* made straight Mr. Cantwell was entertaining a group of distinguished guests with tales of hi* recent trip to Burope, when be was sudden- ly Interrupted by tbe young lady, who had been enlightened concerning the size of his pocketbook and bis corresponding gener- osity. The young' reconteur blushed with confusion when the subscription collector proffered ber request "On, Mr. Cantwell," she exclaimed, "don't you want to subscribe .toward* straighten- ing Mlnnle-ashley'* leg*?" "Why, certainly," replied Cantwell, "to be sure, but—but what's happened to them? The last time I *aw ber dance they were all right." And be put down hi* name for a goodly sum. <i > no go. Mamie went to Sunday school and cams back with a very serious face. "What's the matter, Mamie?" asked mamma. "Didn't you have a nice time at Sunday school?" Then Mamie explained : "The ■uperlntendent aald that no one could go to Heaven 'less they had a pure, clean heart, and I've swal- lowed a button and a rock and a peach ml |"_yoieBil)«r hlpplncolfi Uagatin*,