Lillian Russell

Within the south annex, which many prisoners called the fag annex, men were informally allowed to wear long hair, wigs, makeshift dresses, and homemade rouge and lipstick.

Guards and other prisoners alike usually referred to them by their camp names: Greta Garbo, Lillian Russell, Broadway Rose.

And at Christmas, the south annex inmates staged a bawdy show called The Fag Follies for a select audience of guards and well-connected prisoners." [jolly music] And I paused on that page and a half, and I was like, "That's really fascinating.

I wonder, I just wonder if there's more research than this page and a half." And it kept, it kept sticking in my head, the idea of a show about characters in the fag ward.

I know him from sidecombs to shoelaces.

Give me a good day's sales, and steak and onions at seven, and a pipe and an evening paper back there in the court, and I'll not trouble Lillian Russell herself to wink at me, if you please.' Mademoiselle pouted.

"'Candyman,' she said, softly and deeply, "'yet you shall say that I am beautiful.

All men say so, and so shall you.' The Candyman laughed and pulled out his pipe.

The same year, The Black Domino, Between You, Me and the Post, was the first show to call itself a musical comedy.

Tony Pastor opened the first vaudeville theater one block east of Union Square in 1881, where Lillian Russell performed.

Comedians Edward Harrigan and Tony Hart produced and starred in musicals on Broadway between 1878 and 1890, with book and lyrics by Harrigan and music by his father-in-law David Brom.

As transportation improved, poverty in New York diminished, and street lighting made for safer travel at night.

fairbanks and chaplin are very close friends one of the newspapers recently published a picture of mary doug and charlie purporting to be one taken immediately after the marriage when chaplin went to the train with them as they left for an alleged brief scurry to some quiet haunt as a matter of fact the picture was one taken at the time the trio were leaving on their famous liberty loan jaunt upon which momentous trip doug and mary are supposed to have fallen for each other good and hard poor owen moore has become a public goat the former husband of mary is a likable enough fellow quiet and with a winning way that can't restrain the undoubtable sadness which lurks in a pair of wistful eyes by the way ninety-nine women out of a hundred probably would kowtow to moore so far as looks are concerned rather than to fairbanks moore is well set up and handsome in a masculine way doug never could be called a thing of beauty and most of his cowboys display better physical form than the agile laugh maker all the testimony given by mary at minden would tend to indicate that the hour on which owen did not inject a lot of booze into himself was a rare hour indeed if mary asked owen to come back to her as often as she says she did figuring he was the lusher as she sets forth then indeed owen if he loves the girl hasn't much of a kick coming the general opinion appears to be that moore had the love of mary very much at heart but through his tendency for liquor finally lost out Those who really know Mary Pickford swear by the character of the girl.

those who really know more can't dislike him they simply figure he was his own worst enemy and that in the desperate moments of her mental torture the girl grew to care for the light-hearted fairbanks and his blithesome way poor owen is just now figuring in a lawsuit for damages brought by someone from whom he rented a house the owners claim that everything was in a mess when they came back and that an overflow of booze has considerably depreciated the furniture another hollywood secret has been shattered it seems that a perfectly good married man went on a visit to his secret and before the evening was done he was driving a joyful bunch of other men with their secrets in his latest buzz wagon everything would have been okay but for the fact that the happy hubby permitted his own secret to sit in the back seat while helping the other reveling benedicts to deliver their secrets home it appears that the secret of the car owner went to sleep in her recess in the rear of the car the night was foggy so was the brain of the perfectly good married man he parked the car in his garage forgetting all about the secret lying asleep in the back seat next morning a perfectly trusting wife was surprised when she stepped into the bungalow rear to see a perfectly wild secret dashing madly out of the garage clad in anything but up-to-date morning garb the betting in hollywood is one hundred one that nevada prosecutors or politicians do not break the fairbanks-pickford marital relations los angeles herself that is the heart of it says let them alone they're married aren't they however they manage to do it maybe los angeles prognosticators are wrong maybe nevada means business but the prevalent sentiment is that unless their love-ship hits the rocks some other way mary and doug may woo and coo until doomsday except at such times as they see fit to invite the newspapers and moss to dinner or load down autos and pullman cars with scribes who would fain not invade their privacy hanging and wiping go by destiny for every jonathan while there is somewhere an adequate john ketch from the ends of the earth noose and neck rush to meet each other for every jack there is some compliant jill from all the plains and valleys the couple scramble up to the difficult arc of matrimony sheba travels to solomon and the event is set down in the book of kings caesar rules over rome and cleopatra over egypt but the wet sundering leagues cannot separate them nat goodwin it is true never married lillian russell but the universe felt that something had gone amiss so says an american journalist one of the kind who knows everything he continues destiny had fallen down how then should mary pickford and douglas fail to swing into the orbit calculated from the beginning if she is not queen of her particular sheba sheba never had a queen If he is not the gayest of Solomons, at least he has written a book and unquestionably he rules his jovial dominion in his own right.

In this wedding, the royal line crosses.

It is as expected and as gratifying as the conclusion of a feature film.