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Show I I j AMUSEMENTS H Salt Lake theatre Isabel Irving, H matinee today, performance tonight. H Orphcum High Class Vaudeville today and tonight. Lyric "The Octoroon," matinee today, performance tonight. M Coming Attractions. H Salt Lake theatre Nance O'Neil in H repertoire, week beginning Feb. 25th. H Isabel Irving is .1 favorite in this good old town. So is Jerome K. Jcr- M one, a literary faw rite in Zion. Bc- M tween the two, however, "Susan in M Search of a Husband" makes an cn- M tertaining evening for one in search M of harmless recreation. If you have M ever drifted with Jerome and liL H "Three Men in a Boat," you will m know what the full tide means when M the clever Englishman opens the flood M gates and sends tl'c audience eddying M over the foot-lights. There is nothing M cither remarkable or stattling in M "Susan Searching for a Husband." It is light, airy and harmless as an cdi- H torial in the "Ladies' Home Journal." M lint, if you will only cuter into the M spirit of the play, Miss Irving will H do the rest without even pressing the H button. The matinee today and pcr- B formancc tonight close the cngagc- H H f Those who saw Crcslon Clarke as H that most volatile of stage French- H man, "Monsieur Bcaucairc," last sea- H son, were almost rudely surprised to H find the actor, this year, foojishy H sermonizing ns a foolish clergyman in H a poor play, dramatically ragged at H both elbows, and bearing the well H earned title of a "Ragged Messenger." H One of the "serious" critics on a H morning paper, in speaking of the H character of the Rev. John Morton, H said that such characters were quite H possible in real life but only a few H of us ever meet them. Quite so wc H rarely meet them. Hasn't it ever H struck you that clergymen of the H Morton brand arc so very rare that H they arc absolutely impossible? For H this reason the play, "The Ragged H Messenger," notwithstanding some H literary touches of undenied merit, H was, after all, nothing but theatric H display and artificial ciap trap. Crcs- H ton Clarke, since lie has seen fit to H ship "Monsieur Beaucairc" back to H Paris, should continue his search for H a hero with red blood. A hero with H enough stage anatomy to stand on H his own feetwith enough real bone H in his body to meet and defy the H storms which make life real and H worth the struggle. H And so the Lyric will shortly be a H full-blown vaudeville 'house. One of H the best things about the announce H went is that R. A. Grant, the irrc- H pressiblc, will continue to direct the H new house in its change of policy. H The new Lyric will be on the North- H western vaudeville circuit, which, I H am told, insures bookings of high Hj class attractions. Salt Lake ought K to be metropolitan enough to absorb H a new vaudeville house. Only deliver H the goods and the box-office will do M the H H The S. R. O. si' 1 lias shown pcr- H nicious activity at .lie Orpheum this H week. And of course, there's a rea- H son several in fact. Anybody who can't squeeze the full price of bis ticket out of the show, must be a dry sponge. "Yuma," the contortionist, is as full of twists and convolutions as a snake without bones. In full German army uniform, " Yuma,"with the towering eagle on his helmet, looms up like a Sam Ncwhousc skyscraper. And yet, in a jiffy, he cnteis and emerges from a box which looks hardly large enough to contain his big military boots, not to mention the bulging tin framework on his head. How so much man can so quickly jump into the compressed space of a cigar box hard'ly larger, 1 earnestly declareis de-clareis a mystery I leave to others. Yuma is worthy of study by those who delight in puzzling over human curiosities. The three Flood brothers broth-ers rough-house-it with each other in a manner to delight lovers of active ac-tive stuffed-clubs and aggressive slap-htrikes. slap-htrikes. They pound and whack each other, until you think their bodies must be tattooed with fancy designs in black-and-bluc. Hut, throughout the battle, these really clever boys perform acrobatic feats which take the breath away from timid observers. observ-ers. The playlet this week, "Our Bitterest Foe," is founded upon an incident in-cident of the Franco-Prussian war. Harrison King, as the Prussian commander, com-mander, storms and thunders like a piece of German artillery working overtime. ov-ertime. Harry Wilson, the captive French officer, does not find his head until near the cud of the act then ensues something worth while. Between Be-tween these stormy militaiy chaps, pouring oil upon the troubled waters, stands little Mabel Florence whom I pleasantly recall as the winsome sou-brcttc sou-brcttc of last summer's Orphcum stock company. This is Mabel's first season in vaudeville. If she will only find something suitable to her vivacious spirits, she can come back to us next year as a top-liner. Bert Levy, the artist who has made the Sunday Telegraph famous, docs some rapidly artistic sketching. Hcd-rix Hcd-rix and Prcscott a boy and girl show what may be done with the feet when dancing is reduced to a fine art. In fact the entire Orphcum bill this week is a money-back proposition. The money is left at the box-office and returned over the foot-lights. That old-time thrilling story of times before the war, "The Octoroon," Octo-roon," is doing a good business at the Lyric. Who has not cried over the auction sale of the beautiful slave girl, and, at the same time, felt like taking a shot at the low-browed vil-lian, vil-lian, McClosky? Surely you have and so have I especially the shooting shoot-ing part. "The Octoroon" is almos as familiar fa-miliar as the whipping post in "Uncle Tom," still, lovers of the best in melodrama never tire of the old familiar fa-miliar scenes and characters. The play will be repeated at the matinee today and performance tonight. HARRY LE GRANDE. |