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Anna Louise Tittman Memoir - University of Illinois Springfield

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<strong>Anna</strong> <strong>Tittman</strong> 145<br />

for a new uniform. Sent for 25-looks like $25.00, but I daft<br />

the dollar s- there-five archin. Eo@t som pretty lbces.<br />

Chinese theatre at niat. Miss Bartlett, Captain Field, Rue Berger pad<br />

Chang, Amrican Red CmssYChinese servant, who was grandly garbed iq beautirul<br />

black sam. MasterfU mer. We sat in a box in the balcorly<br />

and viewed the whole audience. As we entered, the whole hudience was packed--a<br />

play was in progress--into every conceivable cornerr, Forst mat a<br />

play was in progress and riveted their eyes upon us. The lang rows <strong>of</strong><br />

people nearby, were ELL men. Womn sat only on the topside. In the 'oalcony<br />

were narrow tables. Tea -and watemlon seed were bejlng<br />

they cracked the seeds <strong>of</strong> the watemlon, mind you. Well+ they made this<br />

noi se [crunches] during mst <strong>of</strong> the evening.<br />

'The hot towel custom appeared to all <strong>of</strong> the hricans as mst amusing.<br />

Fully 25 China boys were occupied in this departrent. TI-# people after<br />

drinking hot tea perspired. A bundle <strong>of</strong> hot towels were bw3led fmm the<br />

rear <strong>of</strong> the room over the audience heads. Som bundles Wuching the ceiling,<br />

'' they threw them, Itto the China boy at the front, 1410 in turn -passed<br />

these out to the au&ence who mpped their heads furiouslJ6r. When thm@ with<br />

the towel, it was collected and the bmdle returned by tm sans route to the<br />

man Fn the rear. Bundles <strong>of</strong> towels were suspended midair and went flying<br />

in every dSrection. The man in the rear dashed them up q~down in hot<br />

water and pressed them a little bit, rolled them and then mlled them up a<br />

bit more and <strong>of</strong>f they flew." See, they were thmvsing thwe hot towels.<br />

"Never did the pitcher ass his mark or a catcher fall at the ball.'' Now<br />

that was s& , wasnl t it? (ahuckles) ltNever did a pitaer miss the mark,<br />

or a catcher fail at the ball. The play was a wierd affair. One experience<br />

is sufficient for mst hricans.<br />

An Orchestra on one end <strong>of</strong> the stage played informally a motonom tom,<br />

tom, tom. Actors were gowned in the most gorgeous silk q ~ gold d embroidered<br />

robes. They were mst tra#c in their attitude. Their cpuntenancea were<br />

hidden by horrible. false paper faces and beards <strong>of</strong> pat<br />

i<br />

Fergth which were<br />

handled in tim to the music. Alltheilr faces painted grotesque patterns<br />

resenbling a cmuf laged ship. " Well, that s somthing. "The bound feet <strong>of</strong><br />

the Chinese women on the stage, did not prevent them f'ro dancing. It was<br />

quite a revelation to me and we were astounded to wibnes their coyness and<br />

apparent independence. We, hricans appreciated a yo child acrobat.<br />

Such exploitation always is repulsive to m, but we gave hardy handclap.<br />

This created a lot <strong>of</strong> comnt from the audience.<br />

Q. Don% they clap?<br />

!<br />

A. Well, apparently not.<br />

Q. Md you say that there we= worren on the stage with<br />

A. Yes, and dancing. But it kind <strong>of</strong> hurt us, you o see her do it.<br />

"Russian papers, " now this is the seventh,<br />

~eport a telegram<br />

f'rom Omsk," that's in Western<br />

ed States <strong>of</strong><br />

hrica has recognized the Bolshevik<br />

' rn glad I wasn I t<br />

in America then or I would've been A this morning. "<br />

balvafAractive and is making great plans for canstructivp work. "

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