Life — April 6, 1905 — page 28: what you’re looking at

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THE RIALTO THEATRE BURKS. Big Playhouse Wiped Out— 750 Lives Lost—More Lett, Though. The Rialto The and Th at the corner of Broadway ty-hump Street, was totally destroyed in ti nflagration which began e-thirty yesterday eve It is estimated that seven es of the a hundred and fifty mem| id smoke ai tact of Man: production The secon Clawhange spectacul less Land had iste: barely begun with the bareback specialty. when Miss ( metricals, the well-known show girl, sence of mind the y at the top of With rare pi tered the word * Fire her lungs, and this, although she had never played a speaking part A stampede at once began, but the flames in J at a terrific pace, licking up lives with th syndicate on the make. anger was afterwards interviewed He said loss of resentative of this paper. to some folks this fire an ch to fore running * As to the loss there is too many peop nh New Vork, anyhow, Folks that rides in stret cars tells me that they is always crow 1 know that auto is all the time ver people in the crowds, There is f and fifty killed, at $2.50 for each $2 seat It will readily be seen by our readers that Man- ager Clawhanger’s contentions are sound, for he is a regular advertiser in this paper. This Theatr al Napoleon added the at the back seats in a always the most difficult to sell. the fact that these who occupied night escaped with their lives will make such seat more popular in future, and that the fire will thas work good to the wh he ssiness. Mr. and Mrs, Firs! Panish Mr. and Mrs. Reggie Firstnight, well known in society, have been blacklisted by Man. we hanger, They are thus barred from all theatres in English and Viddish speaking countries. As the 3 The ate last ) anger overheard a well: sdience was leaving the Lingerie after the first performance * Manager Claw- couple remark- ing that they "did not care for the performance.” They were followed by detectives and identified as Mr, and Mrs. Firstni Manager hanger says that they will be “kicked out" if they attempt to enter any theatre. YORK, SOMEDAY, WHATUARY 0, 1905. TOUGHS CLAIM RACE PREJUDICE. Cherry Hill Ga ing . Alleg. s Per- i y Police Arrest use of [rish Blood, ‘The band of desperadoes known as the Cherry Hill Gang has ente Commissioner, all of the gan ing race persecutio these criminals are J their conte s:veral of Irish extraction, al this is the true reason for the i of the Cherry Hill The Police C the real cause f is the long district. ner, however, states that the arrest of me: lice in bersof thegang series of crimes they have committed The race prejudice ery is, nevertheless, being taken up on all sides. Macearon rete s to have his snd that the judge wh J, on the gre Jisliked the smell of garlic ondon bank robber, now serving g for swindling the Driblets Savin, Bank, will al lis cuses Thomas W RK h against citizens of othe: STARVING Former Dramatic 1a Home by 3 ch Manager C d for the last ly Pluckley, fo! » be retried. He alteges th n account of his cockney acce ther reported Lawson of race persecution, Mr ksu ninded prejudice than Boston HIM OUT, Critle Besleged anagers, sis said to aver that Lawson's atta emanate from a narrow have siege w aintai e days ab nf San the of the r dramatic critic ‘nes which“ will not soil the coal in), will soon be success{v'l, it is thought. The ramor 1s that Pluckley’s food supply is nearly ex- hausted, and it is believed that the suffering wife and children will lead to his being taken Much curiosity has been expressed as to what nishment will be meted out to this auda critic, if he is taken a ¢ crucified by the man way and Fort Pluckley has given was, however, said to-day by one in position al Lley, Our informant declared that ation to merely am to deport the remainder of hi foreign land. ‘The severed hand will be ted in the lobby of the Vai to of t ow, that the managers intended to ¢ tb ki tly with Ph their pire is triumph of art, brought down the mana- “The decorations of the new Lingerie Theatre seem rather garish." It is quite natural that the managers resented from the dra- entic of a New Vork newspaper in which they had regularly advertised. his criticism of their taste, coming mati LAWSON 10 GET NO MORE OIL. Author of “Frenzied Fuss and Barred trom Cor- ner Grocery by ‘*The System.” The war that" the system " has declared on the , Thomas Windbag 1 Boston, has begun in earnest h Saturday night, after being paid off, it has been Mr. Lawso: grocery, carryi in the other a frenzied d well-known cri son, of Ss system to call at the corner ha a kerosene can and Mar bill, After having the can filled, it is Lawson's custom to return th Dill to his own pocket, the stock give the tradesman a tip ¢ rket and proceed on his way, w One ht of which he writes his the can of $ andard mid fills the lamps, by the I ht oil, at home he however, Lawsoa was bers ¢ John D. Rockefeller William Rockefeller, Henty H, Rogers, J. P, Mor- gan and others, Also prescat were a squadron cf battery of plain clothes men, When Lawson of “th ling guns und a force of Ww ted 2 Rockefeller cpped forward Reis cannot to enter’ said he, in green i stamps. “Are not these good?" Rockefeller serut “They are go * Then, why am I no red Rockefeller he : sked. ized them closely, * Recause wh. this clever and f “the d uneasily from one f expected retort the m system? blenched. Rockefeller nt to the his bi er, Atter brother, he turned, “Well,” cause you called brother John a “Ha Is Mf you must med Lawson. your brother a lobster?" “Never you mind," said Rockefeller‘ You can’t have any ur oil, so there!" “Oil right,” said Lawson, coolly his heel, he walked to another g same performance was repeated. The boycott varieties of oil controlled by "the system in kerosene, midnight oil, hair vil, them being pl: Meat Critic's Face to Pulp. Manager Ike C! whanger, well known as a dil- ettante pug ight beat the face of Alger- noa Inkslinger, the dramatic critic, to a pulp, Mr. lokslinger was firmly held by ushers and doormen until after the manager had retired into one of his theatres. * You says I is no artist, does you?” exclaimed Clawhanger, as he d’sappeared, last comicbooks.com