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Show Murray and Mack. The dash of tho shows of Murray and Mack always makes them successful, and "A Night on Broadway" is plenty of fun for six bits. There's a something about it that makes an immediate hit and while the chorus are a bunch of peaches left too long in the can, the show goes, and it is money's worth every minute. & ELK ANTLERS LOCKED. Or Trouble for the Fluff-Finders' Union. We steered some queer maids from the chorus To a club where the walls are all porus, And some men who were jealous Became very zealous, To oust the young ladies and floor us. The above words outline the first act of a terrible drama which had taken place in Elkdom the past week, and which has been the subject of large gobs of hot air in the rialto. The story would make a good opera bouffe with all the principals and the merry merries present. After "A Night on Broadway," several rising young citizens concluding that "call" on the exchange ex-change did not begin till ten next morning, offered of-fered to show Murray and Mack's string of kit tens, "A Night on State Street," choosing the Elks' club house as the propei place for rende-vous. rende-vous. Other gentlemen enough to go around so no lady need feel embarrassed were ordered to participate, which they did, with alacity and enough for a light bath of brunette drinks. It was a jolly such a jolly party, that discussed tho tally-ho to the pest house during the afternoon, and tho bewitching glances during tho evening. But there were those without tho magic circle, cir-cle, and one or two with a severe attack of "Everybody's "Ev-erybody's Got a Lady But Me," began hurling volleys of Comanchee like yells about the abuse of club privileges, which finally ended in a 'phone message to the chairman of the house committee, commit-tee, and a request that tho merry merries hie themselves to their several virtuous cots. As a result, that particular specio of warmth known as hell, is popping in Elk circles, and being be-ing aired about town to groups of neutral spectators. spec-tators. Motto. Join an Indian club and have no trouble, or the high ball is mightier than the black ball. |