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Miss Carus has a number of good gowns, all kinds of Garden tiaras and a brand new startle in the shape of black bloomers.
She sings with her usual splendid vigour and inimitable style.
Emma has of late acquired a terpsichorean speciality that is most amazing. Mr. Randall, her dance partner, lifts her about the stage as though she were a feather.
Miss Carus not only tops the bill, but she overshadows everything else on it. No woman on vaudeville can put over a song more deftly than Emma Carus.
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Robinson Locke Collection, Ser. 2, Vol. 29, page 15