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...what musical composition a baby's cry reminded him of (Richard Strauss's Domestic Symphony). Catcher Moe Berg identified Garibaldi's Carbonari. Russel Grouse still thought the football team best suggested by an ocean was C. C. N. Y. (book answer: Tulane's Green Wave). Lillian Gish remembered her Browning better. The board recalled three of Peggy Joyce's four husbands...
...first few months, the show's armchair guests (at $25-$50 a case) were dilettanti like Princess Kropotkin, Gelett Burgess, Deems Taylor, Lillian Hellman, Margaret Bourke-White. They were given to sniffing up recondite alleys: Lillian Hellman was the only one to show on-the-scent results, solving the mystery of Napoleon's razor in a nick. This month the show tried picking its detectives from fans who write in. More like flatfeet than fancy-dans, the unpaid fans not only proved uniformly baffled, but dull. So last Sunday a group of experts from Hollywood appeared. One, Mystery...
...Rinker built up for CBS a show called Gay Nineties Revue, in which, every Sunday evening since July, grey old Joe has been barking up the gaslit atmosphere of Tony Pastor's and the spirit of Maggie Cline. Joe sings his own songs, hails such ghostly patrons as Lillian Russell, Diamond Jim Brady, Lily Langtry, David Warfield, Lew Dockstader and the Madison Wheelmen, while a good, corny music-hall ensemble vamps till the performers are ready with standbys like Daisy Bell, By the Light of the Silvery Moon, Heaven Will Protect the Working Girl. The working-girl songs...
When Scene Designer Robert Edmond Jones began the Central City festival (with Lillian Gish in Camille), he frowned on sideshows, drinking shindigs in the Teller House bar. Present producer-director of the festival is Frank St. Leger, Chicago musician. Last week square dances, tintype studios, night-club entertainers flourished once more in Central City. With The Yeomen running up the best box office in recent years, likelihood was that the festival would henceforth stick to plushy musical shows...
Horseshoe flings a gay revue of yesteryear, all fluffy ruffles and "cheesecake." Scenes of pre-War Rector's, of Delmonico's on New Year's Eve with Diamond Jim Brady and Lillian Russell, a medley of old Ziegfeld Follies tune hits, tincture sex with nostalgia. Waddling souvenir of the past is onetime Glamor Girl Fritzi Scheff gurgling Kiss Me Again...