“My stage clo’es. Besides I have to practice dancin’ in the daytime. I ain’t Pat Riley on the stage.”
“What are you, then?”
“My actin’ name is ‘Miles O’Reilly.’”
“What made you change?”
“Yer see it sounds grander than Pat Riley.”
“Who acts besides you?”
“Oh, there’s Dan Conroy, Pete Connors, Teddy Sullivan, Jim McGrath, Dick Burke, Jim Gillispie and Campara.”{8}
“If I was goin’ to stay in the city I’d like to play too,” said Julius.
“Maybe you ain’t got a genius for it,” responded the eminent negro comedian. “Lots of boys wants to come in, but we don’t take none if they can’t act. There was Billy Burke wanted to come; but we tried him, an’ he couldn’t play no more’n a stick. We want fellers that’ll draw. You come round to-night, an’ you’ll see what we can do.”
“I guess I will. What number did you say?”