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Show Scats that were packed with men and women during the putting on of the various shows that have appeared here of late -where tlie leading lady's chief accomplishment was singing falsetto as she kept one foot at six o'clock and the other at high noon-were noon-were tilled as a chalk-painted "artist" "art-ist" kept lltltle showers of sand Hying In the air to the accompaniment of continued shrieks of Joy and delight, were unoccupied. Although the house was fair down stairs. It was weak In other portions, and, nioro's the pitty because a performance such as was last night's ought to have been greeted with the standing room only sign. Again wo repeat we apologl.c. We have misunderstood the wishes of the public. Bring on jour leg shows, oh, John Cort! Advertise your horse play, oh, Manager Grant! Give us what we are pining for; something that makes us laugh mirthless laughs while In process pro-cess and leaves a bad taste afterward. Whoop up the skits and things in which nothing Is depleted true to na-tuie, na-tuie, but where everything is distorted distort-ed and exaggerated Teach us. wo piay, to forget that life has any lessons les-sons worth the learning, or that men can be good and women can be good, no matter what their environments. Let us have the clatter of the wooden shoe in the dance and the howl of the comedian as lie watches the soub-rctte's soub-rctte's toe go ceiling ward. Give us the coarse and the vulgar, the double and entendre and the smutty joke. Cut out the sentimental and the moral mo-ral and supply us with the rollicking and frolllcking, devil-may-care, whoop-'cr-up, scantily dressed female and the man with a frog In his throat, who gives a poor Imitation of a Man-ncl-mounted Jerry. Scatter the bills early that we may rush to the box-oillcc, box-oillcc, and, standing in line, be like unto the farmer who yoked himself to the calf; that we may exclaim with him: "Here we come, d n our fool souls, head us oil." Away with the legitimate, oh, agent who makes the dates. Turn down cervthing except that which Is Huffy and frothy. Give us padded calves, busts expanded with air, painted faces, charcoal eyebrows and belladonna bella-donna dilated orbs, curtailed breech-clouts breech-clouts and pink hoc, for we want all those and want them bad. Rid the man or the woman who recites lines that are clean and Instructive to get to a monastery or a nunnery, because here In Ogden (or Logan) we want something to snort over, to blush at, to be ashamed of because it was suggestively sug-gestively naughty and nasty. Again wo apologle for having misunderstood mis-understood what the public wanted. Utah State Journal. |
