A "gran' li'l time" was the order of the evening at the Ouilmette Country club last Friday and Saturday nights when its members, after spendin gmany evenings of relentless coaching, produced a minstrel show, surpassing all previous efforts. The club has the reputation of "neer starting anything they can't finish," and surely no exception was made last week.
Among the comics, Nate S. Akely, in his son, "Poor Pauline" and Edward F. Kelley, in his scream, "They All Had a Finger in the Pie," were the greatest attractions. However, the others were not far behind. Mr. Charles C. Prescott, as the leader of "I'd Rather Be Minstrel Man than a Multi-millionaire," proved exceedingly funny.
But then again, Mr. Edward F. Eilert, Mr. Herbert Mulford, Mr. E. [unclear] C. Webster, Mr. Williard Houpon and Mr. William Lovery pleased the audience with their classical songs.
\Jokes Cause Merriment
A volume of really funny jokes on various members of the club added a great deal of merriment to the occasion. Mr. MacAllister seemed to be exceeding inquisitive in regard to the amount in a ton.
"Mr. Harwood," he said, "Do you know how many tons there are in a long ton?"
"Why yes," answered the interlocutor. "There is [illegible] in a ton."
"Yes, Sir,that's right!" said the brat, "but say, I'll bet you don't know how many pounds there are in a short ton!"
"No, I confess I do not."
But just then, Edward Kelly bounded from his chair and pointing straight toward a certain member of the audience, cried out excitedly,
"Say, there's "Ed" Ziph over there in the corner, he could tell you!"
Told of Burglar Scene
Another of those remarks revealed the long hidden character of E. Jackson Casse, for a story was told of how a burglar gained entrance to his home early one morning, and got away with no small amount of jewelry and other valuables. Later Mr. Holt caught the thief and telephoned Mr. Casse that he would put the former in jail if he would come down and swear out the warrant. Of course, Mr. Casse, in a modest manner, explained that he never swore, so that it would be impossible for him to do anything of the sort. But, however, he did request that the prisoner be held until he could get down to see him. Upon his arrival, he told the frightened thief that he had no idea of prosecuting him in any way, he just merely wanted to ask him one question: "How did you eer manage to gain entrance to my home at three o'clock in the morning without awakening my wife! I have been trying to do it for eighteen years!"
Another feature of the show was a three-act comedy, entitled "The Sleeping Car," produced under the direction of Mrs. Morton A. Bassett. The cast of characters in order of their appearance was Clementine Eastman, Helen Skinner, Nate S. Akely [Akeley], Gordon C. Gillies, William J. Laverty. J. Alden Cady, Thomas W. Casey [Cassy ?]
Sketch of the Play
A brief sketch of the play: The scene opens with Mrs. Roberts, her baby and Aunt Mary aboard a sleeping car on the Boston and Albany road. It is time for retiring and after several outbursts form the other passengers they quiet down. Soon Aunt Mary's snoring is heard above eveything else and while Mrs. Robets is continuouslsy talking either to her baby, herself or her sleeping aunt, a passenger in the next berth steps out and requets her to be silent. She immediately apologizes, and discovering that the stranger is a Californian, puts forth a volley of "quizzes" in regard to her brother, whom she has not seen for thirteen years.
The second act finds the train stopping at Worcester, and a young man coming on board. He enters the sleeping car and questions the porter on the car where his wife is sleeping. The porter, of course, does not know, but Mr. Roberts, noting his wife's bonnett pinned in one of hte curtains, starts out to find her. He first enters teh Californian's berth, only to start a row, and then finally his wife appears, on her way for some water, both are totally surprised and find happiness in each other's arms. Both Mr. and Mrs. Roberts decide to sit up the rest of the night, frequently forgetting themselves in their loud talking, only to be reminded again and again by various shouts from their fellow passengers. They finall yconclude that the Californian, who is now peacefully sleeping, must be her brother, and that he is concealing his identity only to tease herr.r They decide to pounce upon him and claim him as their brother. The Californian is again aroused, only to disappoint the other travelers. Profuse apologies.
He was Tired
At South Framingham, where the train again stops in the third act, another passenger boards and plants himself opposite the tired couple, eovering himself with a newspaper. Immediately Mrs. Roberts begins to suspect that his is her brother, comparing their noses and other pointes of resemblance. They also see familiar lettering on his baggage. She concludes to speak to him, and without any ral hope or expectancy, finds that he is her long-lost brother. The trains is nearing Boston, and the three prepare to leave, when a screeching voice from an upper berth cries out, "Madam, if you must forget your Aunt Mary, please don't forget your child!" Therepon Aunt Mary descends, presenting a laughable sight, the baby is recovered and they all get off.
Each member of the cast did excellent work. As a whole, the players are to be complimented upon their success.