Jack Donahue Walks About Disguised as Drug Store - Tells of How Heat Gave Effect of Humor With Lady in Gallery

"Look at me! I'm a regular travelling drug-store," moaned Jack Donahue, stricken with a cold, as he confided one evening last week, "gabbed", as he called it to the CRIMSON reporter with whom he was closeted in conversation.

"Running in competition with Liggett, I am," he went on, opening his coat and displaying various bottles.

"Feeling pretty good I was this afternoon through," he mused, digging deep into the jar of grease paint on his dressing-table. "Put over some hot ones, good gags, you get me? made them up as I went along you can do that when you get an audience going. Reminds me, when we were playing in "Sunny", Marilyn Miller and I, you know; we played all through the summer of 1925; hot as it was too, rather warm get me? Well one night there was a woman up in the balcony sitting right under the spot fat she was too, rather robust-get me?

"I was putting over the gags pretty well, and this woman was roaring and screaming up there, I said to Marilyn. By goash! I'll kill off that old fatty" So I kept it an and fussed around with my hands and feet, and she'd split for sure. Then after the show when the spot man was down backstage, he came around and said. Hey Jack did you hear that woman upstairs? 'Oh yes' I said, kinds modest, you know, because I didn't want to seem stuck-up over my line. "Well you know what it was about don't you?" 'No, what was it? I asked, looking modestly credulous.

"Well, it was so doggone hot up there right under the light that the bed-bugs crawled out of the old seat upholstery and she was scared stiff when they started to bite her."

So that's all I get for my comedy", sighted Jack, as the scribe packed up and departed.