By Henry Wood
Leaving his place of birth of Viroqua, Wisconsin, to go back and forth with a medication express, twelve-year-old Henry wooden grew to become addicted to convey company. He joined a touring theater troupe, and prime girl Clarabelle Fendell helped the boy turn into “Jack,” a gentleman and vaudeville performer, so reworked that he was once slightly famous via his personal mom while he back home.
wooden spent the years 1910–1941 in touring drugs and tent indicates that featured quite a few vaudeville acts, from skits to full-length dramatic performs. even if recalling his stories skydiving from hot-air balloons, serving within the air strength, or being accosted through offended theatergoers not able to tell apart him from the villains he portrayed on level, Wood’s tale paints a full of life and shiny picture.
whereas such a lot books in this interval of yank theater background specialize in significant names in vaudeville and the leisure undefined, A Sawdust Heart indicates what it was once like for the true show-business employees and the performers who by no means made it colossal yet eked out a residing doing what they enjoyed on minor levels throughout America.
brought via Wood’s grandson-in-law Michael Fedo with a concise heritage of those touring exhibits, A Sawdust Heart is an fun learn for somebody attracted to early-twentieth-century rural America.
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But he was clearly a fish apart form the others, as I apparently was a boy apart from his family. Before I got to feeling too sorry for myself, I was off to Gram’s. I wouldn’t want to miss her supper: pickled beef with corn on the cob and perhaps a sweet rhubarb pie. 12 v iroqua , w isconsin When I got there she just looked at me and knew why I’d come. “Get yourself a plate,” she said. “Couldn’t have been whipped too bad to have an appetite like that,” she said after I’d cleaned my plate twice.
Yes,” she said. ” We stood around gawking. It was one of the true moments of magic or miracle I’ve ever seen. Everyone remarked on how wonderful she looked and how they couldn’t believe it. After the congratulations died, she tugged on Frank’s sleeve. “But what am I going to do? ” She giggled and clapped her hands. “Oh, Dr. ” “Well,” Frank began, ever mindful of potential profit, “don’t thank me. Just you come to our show tonight and tell all the people about it. I’m not going to charge you for my services either.
I never saw him again, and it was too late to replace him, since he also did some singing and dancing. After the show that night, Frank called us together and said we’d have to close. He’d pay us until the end of the month, 24 big doing s in bu dd which was just another six days. No one seemed to mind much, with the exception of the lad named Henry Wood. Frank promised me I could go out again next summer, and he gave me a crisp, new ten-dollar bill, which was more money than I’d ever held in my hand before.