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Edw. Le Roy Rice Monarchs of minstrelsy, from "Daddy" Rice to date (1911)

Some of the minstrel-loving public who recall the old days when Hooley’s in Brooklyn, The San Franciscos (Birch, Bernard, Wambold and Backus) in New York, likewise Bryant’s and the Christy’s; and Carncross and Dixey’s in Philadelphia were household words, will be astonished to learn that many of the burnt-cork heroes of forty years ago, yes, fifty years, are still living, scattered about the country, though it has been years since some of them have darkened their features.
But while most of the old-timers are past and gone, and those who are living, practically in retirement
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Edw. Le Roy Rice Monarchs of minstrelsy, from "Daddy" Rice to date (1911)

Thirty-six years ago a young man, about twenty-five years of age, of a commanding height—six feet full, the heels of his boots not included in the reckoning—and dressed in scrupulous keeping with the fashion of the time, might have been seen sauntering idly along one of the principal streets of Cincinnati. To the few who could claim acquaintance with him he was known as an actor, playing at the time referred to a short engagement as light comedian in a theatre of that city.
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Edw. Le Roy Rice Monarchs of minstrelsy, from "Daddy" Rice to date (1911)

In the company were Billy Birch, Frank Moran, Frank Kent and Bob Slavin; all since passed away.
Old minstrel habitues will recall that nigger-act wherein one of the performers declares loudly to his friends that he is boss in his own home, how he rules the ranch and so on; and just as he is saying it his wife would show up then he would inflict dire punishment upon her, she comes running down the aisle from the front of the house saying, “Where’s my husband?” gathers her lesser half by the ear and amidst the jeers of his companions, carries him away.
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