The Sunday Oregonian. (Portland, Ore.) 1881-current, August 03, 1919, Magazine Section, Page 8, Image 94

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    THE SUNDAY OREGOXIAX. PORTLAND, AUGUST 3. 1913.
LIFE SKETCHES BY ARTIST WHO SENSES SPIRIT OF THE DAY
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No ohe, unless tie has terfn right oil the spot, has any 'idea how
hard all this prohibition is on the cabaret chorus. "Oh; how
hard they have to work, exerting charm to the limit, screaming
and squealing, jn order to get any attention from even the ringside
tables I A double -Bronx used to lend 'a. certain glamour to the
ladies of the ensemble that it seems impossible, to, get 'with, a glass
of ginger ale or root beer as a stimulant.
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Among Us . Mortals
The Dry Cabaret
By W. E. HILL
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It's getting harder and haxlerj
for Leo the waiter to gt
away with mistakes in the
' change since t'e caurj.ry
went dry. And the tips thy
givel At this rata Leo
never get the new tires for
the fiiwer pai'd for.
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The comic young man
who used to think "Wil
son that's all" a great
line. He is just about
to convulse the hat check
girl with the old, one
about the two youths
staggering out of Huy
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The man -who is always given the worst table in the place.
Whenever Mr. Clackner appeared the head waiters seemed to
Jcnow by instinct that he would order a cheese sandwich and"
a glass of kumiss, and they would lead him to a nice little
table off near the kitchens, or behind the stand where the 'bus
boys linger the butter. Prohibition has changed many things,
but Mr. Clackner, leading light of Waco, Tex., is still get
ting the worst table in the room. Here he is, facing a pink
calcium used in the cabaret revue.
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Jennie's flowers aren't going awfully well lately. So
many of the patrons used to have Jennie fix them ia
their buttonholes and Jennie can't understand the.
slump, in business.
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One of the most terrible phases of the restaurant cabaret under prohibition is the song Coodby Licker- GoodbBooze.
with the chorus all nicely fixed up to represent soft drinks, being welcomed in the background by Columbia. Just as no
self-respecting cabaret last year was complete without Joan of Arc and a martyred Belgium, so it u with the prohi
bition farewell drinking song this summer. . '
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JTCeese ne -keese me hh-ain." ' as sung by Mme. Emma
1 utUe. used to be so effective in the good old days that very
often as many as three young men. toward closing time, would
have to be forcibly restrained from going right up and "kees-
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Some may argue that a restaurant cabaret entertainment t a pretty
tame affair, what with prohibition and everything, but Aunt Norma,
from Oswego, knows better. She is seen here standing up in order
to. get a good look once and for all at the terrible things going on
and especially that awful East Indian dancer, without any back to
her dress. - '
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It's odd how much more interesting other people's conversations' usually
are than one's own if you can overhear enough. The man behind
Joe and Elsie is telling all about how if you go in and wink at the bar
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take her out "Give Eloise a couple of Tom Collinses and she the cutest hdewterUmeTtocrejsj UftfortAmately, . ,i t;,l, . ; ft 1. , i,;. n .t,, ,AArM
t seem to produce the same CuJCU 11.. " - " - . "
Eloise was always known as the life of any after-theatre party, and all the boys from the office used to be crazy to
take her out. Give Eloise a c
acug of black coffee does not