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Ventriloquy.
It was not until Felix Adler breezed his way on fifth that the real pace was struck. Felix was fast with a many versed nutty number, and there were too many words for anyone save him. Last time at the Palace he was alone, using only a stage hand for the ventriloquial bit. Now he is assisted by the well appearing, freshly frock Frances A. Ross. She entered lustily crying, but the house loudly laugh when Felix warned her to keep away from the soldiers.
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Variety, 54:7 (04/11/1919)