SONNET, WITH HARRY FOX: A RADIO SCRIPT

Jack Foley

Harry Fox will appear for a month or longer at a large salary with billing that will occupy the front of the theatre in electrics. --Variety (1914)

You were the star of an old serial:
Beatrice Fairfax--date: 1916.
Your co-star was a Love-Lorn column queen
Who solved the crime before the final reel.
You sang bright songs in Broadway musicals
And danced the "Fox Trot," then took to a screen
Where you could not be heard but only seen--
Yet seen to good advantage, after all.
I wondered if you knew my father then
When both of you were names to reckon with.
He left the stage--became another man--
But you stayed on and made a life of it.
Your rising star fell soon upon the rocks.
Your life's on this marquee: "WITH HARRY FOX."
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A friend of mine is in love with a silent film star named Olive Thomas. She is the subject of the first chapter of Kenneth Anger's Hollywood Babylon. Her death (by mercury poisoning) was the very first Hollywood scandal-pre dating the Fatty Arbuckle affair. You can't find much of Olive's work left, but there is one film in which she's utterly luminous: an episode of a 1916 serial called Beatrice Fairfax. The entire serial, in good condition, was placed on video by someone in Ithaca, NY, and my friend was able to purchase it. Olive is featured in an episode called "Play Ball," but the actual stars are Grace Darling, as Beatrice, a well-known Advice to the Lovelorn columnist, and Harry Fox as her "cub reporter" friend. I discovered that Harry Fox was a Broadway musical comedy star at the time he made the serial. (He's mentioned in Gerald Bordman's American Musical Theatre along with Fannie Brice and Nora Bayes. His name first occurs in connection with The Passing Show of 1912, a show which featured early work by George Gershwin and Andy Razaf.) Fox is very good in Beatrice Fairfax, and his acting style certainly suggests musical comedy. Since they were in the same milieu--my father was a tap dancer--Fox might have known my father, and I'm certain my father would have known of him. Fox's star fell. Born in 1882, he was seventeen years older than Fred Astaire--too old to be playing juvenile leads in 30s film musicals. Evidently, he was able to support himself as an actor throughout his life. He died in the old actors' home July 20, 1959. Some of the film roles he played were so small that they were uncredited. He has a bit part in Fred Astaire's Easter Parade (1948), and one supposes that Astaire knew who he was from the old days. Irving Berlin, who composed the songs for Easter Parade, often recycled his own ancient material. One of the songs in Easter Parade is "The Girl On the Magazine Cover." It was originally in Stop! Look! Listen! (1915), a Broadway musical of which Fox was the star. Fox introduced both that song and Berlin's "I Love a Piano."

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Harry Fox was the inventor, in 1914, of the Fox Trot. "As part of his act..., Harry Fox was doing trotting steps to ragtime music, and people referred to his dance as 'Fox's Trot.'" He married Yansci Dolly of the Dolly Sisters in 1914-and did an act with them. My father used to tell a story about a brief brush with the possibility of super stardom. He was on the bill with the Dolly Sisters when the man who danced with them fell sick. The stage manager of the show was a friend of my father's and told him, "John, you get out there and replace that man. It will be the making of your career!" Unfortunately, my father had to make a change during the Dolly Sisters' performance: he had never seen the act. Had he seen it, he would have tried: but he had no knowledge of it. This story always struck me as a little suspect. After all, whoever heard of the male partner of the Dolly Sisters? Yet, if the male partner was Harry Fox, he really was somebody. My father would have been replacing a genuine star. Harry Fox: the man my father failed to replace! Harry and Yansci divorced in 1920.

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A four-volume CD, Music from The New York Stage 1890-1920, has Harry Fox singing the song particularly associated with him, "I'm Always Chasing Rainbows." A friend sent me the cover of Nicholas Van Hoogstraten's book, Lost Broadway Theatres, which features a photograph of the Vanderbilt Theatre (West 48th Street, just off Broadway) in New York. On the marquee is "WITH HARRY FOX." The show being advertised is Oh, Look! (1918), the show in which Fox sang "I'm Always Chasing Rainbows." Bordman writes,

Stephen Baird (Harry Fox), a young man on the verge of bankruptcy, commands our attention. His friend, Jackson Ives (Frederick Burton), provides him with money until [a] gold mine can begin to produce. The new money brings an assortment of new friends. But they all desert him when the money is found to be counterfeit. Only his girl, Grace Tyler (Louise Cox), remains loyal...Night after night the handsome Fox stopped the show with "I'm Always Chasing Rainbows," adapted from Chopin's Fantasy Impromptu. Though the musical could not satisfactorily fill even the new bandbox playhouse for more than 67 performances, it was revamped for the road with the Dolly sisters as stars and played to packed houses around the country.

I played Harry singing "I'm Always Chasing Rainbows" several times over tonight. At first I wasn't so sure I liked it; now I'm beginning to find it quite beautiful. The song suited Harry in ways he could not have known in 1918. The lyrics were by Joseph McCarthy (1885-1943), the same person who wrote the lyrics to Irene (which featured "My Sweet Little Alice Blue Gown"and which also played the Vanderbilt Theatre) and such hits as "You Made Me Love You" and "Rio Rita." Since Harry Tierney, the composer of both Irene and Rio Rita, was a close friend of my father's, I'm sure my father knew the lyricist as well, especially since McCarthy was Irish and my father's theater friends tended to be Irish. (McCarthy wrote "Ireland Must Be Heaven Cause My Mother Came From There"!) "I'm Always Chasing Rainbows" makes the likelihood of my father's connection to Harry Fox that much stronger. Oh, Look! was the first show to play the Vanderbilt Theatre. It opened on March 7, 1918. A contemporary review describes the show as "A Cheerful Musical Version of James Montgomery's Farce, 'Ready Money.'" "The Seemlier Sort of Show," the review goes on, "Once More Gives Promise of Succeeding":

There really seems to be something in this new school of musical comedy, beginning with an Oh and ending in an exclamation point or two. "Oh, Look!" is as decent in dialogue and seemly in costumes as the Oh! plays at the Princess. [Oh, Boy! opened at the Princess Theatre on February 20, 1917.] It has a real plot, which consists of the indestructible residuum of James Montgomery's farce, "Ready Money." There are plentiful neat verbal twists, happy little tricks in stage business, tuneful tunes, and lilting lyrics. The audience which assembled to witness the opening of the Vanderbilt Theatre and packed it to the doors, seemed amused even while it was growing palm callouses in behalf of its friends on the stage.

The only occasion on which it did not smile was when it tried to get out of doors in the entr'acte. The crowd from the floor encountered two descending streams from the balcony in a particularly narrow passage, with the result of making one read again the fire notice on the program, newly revised and signed by Commissioner Drennan: "In case of fire do not try to beat your neighbor to the street." That was an obvious impossibility. The idea, one gathered, is to beat him to the floor and climb over him. But there was no fire last night, and only one entr'acte; so a mainly cheerful time was had by all. [The program reads, "FIRE NOTICE Look around NOW and choose the nearest Exit to your seat. In case of fire walk (not run) to THAT Exit. Do not try to beat your neighbor to the street. THOMAS J. DRENNAN, Fire Commissioner."]

Harry Fox was the principal of the occasion. Impersonating the high society swell who had lately broken on Long Beach and was ebbing fast. With one hand he clung desperately to his last quarter, while with the other he vainly tried to let slip the roll of supposedly counterfeit bills that had been wished on him. He got the usual number of laughs out of his state of deadly brokenness, and his friends, who thronged to buy into his once despised gold mine, got a similar response out of their frantic haste in stampeding him. Really, they must have practiced crowd psychology in the house exit.

But to return once more to Mr. Fox. He has an infectious smile in the early manner of Douglas Fairbanks; and a comedy manner of William Collier's middle period. Yes, he is a good comedian, if not in the top notch. And he sang about "Always Chasing Rainbows" with an expressiveness of manner that is the best of substitutes for a voice.

Louise Cox was his running mate, and very charming with a likely face and some vocal power. There were times when "power" was the only word. Harry Kelly as a comic detective and Frederick Burton as the original issuer of thousand-dollar bills made up the combination of principals.

A word must be said for an ostensible chorus girl, name unknown. As happened last Saturday on the Forty-fourth Street Roof, the audience singled her out and, for the moment, elevated her to the station of a principal. She was worthy of the distinction--much more agile and gracefully grotesque than her predecessor of "Follow the Girl."

But the event confirmed a suspicion that this sort of occasion has a technique of its own. Miss Godfrey, from the first, was manipulated so as to catch the eye, and this young person was clad in a costume all her own, with stockings of the complexion of Booker Washington pie. Ars celare artem, and all that sort of thing. There is nothing an audience likes better than to strike the attitude of Christopher Columbus discovering his Circle; and there are few things it hates worse than to discover a flat plant.

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This is the plot, as summarized by Hal Erickson, of the 1945 film, The Dolly Sisters:

The Dolly Sisters is the heavily Hollywoodized biopic of Jennie and Rosie Dolly, Hungarian born entertainers who took Broadway by storm in the early 1900s. Betty Grable plays Jennie [Yansci] and June Haver plays Rosie [Rosika]; their uncle is the inevitable "funny foreigner" S.Z. Sakall, who manages their career from childhood. Passing an important audition for Oscar Hammerstein, the Dolly girls become international stage headliners, but in so doing they find that their private life is strained. Jennie in particular is perplexed by the dilemma of devoting herself to a career while still finding time to romance handsome composer John Payne. The Dolly girls are separated permanently when Rosie is fatally injured in an auto accident, but Jennie finds lasting happiness with her composer. Despite the pre World War I ambience of the film, both Grable and Haver show off a lot more skin than would have been permissible in earlier times. But Dolly Sisters producer George Jessel knew what he was doing, and the Technicolor film was a major hit in 1945. - Hal Erickson

The "handsome composer" character played by John Payne is called "Harry Fox," who was not a composer-though, like my father, he may have written a few songs. Fox certainly didn't write the songs in the movie. The Harry Fox character does sing "I'm Always Chasing Rainbows," as the real Harry Fox did. Harry isn't in the film and actually sued the producers for representing him as a "lowly songwriter": he felt it was part of Rosie's "conspiracy to injure him." His suit was unsuccessful.

Erickson's summary of the film is not quite accurate. The John Payne character, like the real Harry Fox, is a vaudeville performer. In the film, as in real life, it isn't Rosie but Jennie who has the automobile accident. Moreover, she is not "fatally injured": she survives the automobile crash more or less intact-looking exactly as she did before and still able to dance, as she does in the final scene in which she and her sister are reunited with John Payne on the stage. The real Jennie had an automobile accident in 1933. "For the next six weeks," writes Max Pierce, "she [underwent] over 15 painful and unsuccessful plastic surgeries to restore her beauty, later cursing the doctors for saving her life. This necessitated the sale of most of her jewelry"-a fact included in the film. "Never recovering mentally or physically from her 1933 auto accident, Jennie described herself to friends as 'a broken shell.'" She committed suicide in 1941. Rosie sold the film rights to their story in 1943. One of her stipulations was that her sister's suicide not be mentioned. Rosie attempted suicide in 1962 but died of a heart attack in 1970.

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The movies annihilated vaudeville, then used it as colorful subject matter.

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I'M ALWAYS CHASING RAINBOWS
Joseph McCarthy

At the end of the rainbow there's happiness
And to find it how often I've tried
But my life is a race
Just a wild goose chase
And my dreams have all been denied
Why have I always been a failure?
What can the reason be?
I wonder if the world's to blame
I wonder if it could be me
I'm always chasing rainbows
Watching clouds drifting by
My dreams are just like all my schemes
Ending in the sky
Some fellows look and find the sunshine
I always look and find the rain
Some fellows make a winning sometime
I never even make a gain
Believe me
I'm always chasing rainbows
I'm watching for a little bluebird (he whistles)
In vain

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In vain, Harry
We barely see your face in Easter Parade
barely hear your voice
Did Fred Astaire acknowledge your dancing?
Did he remember you?
In vain, Harry
What does it mean to be always chasing rainbows?
Your "expressiveness of manner"
your "infectious smile"--
were they a comfort, later, when you failed
but kept on?
Did your name ever again
"occupy the front of the theatre in electrics"?
Did you wake and wonder
and "look
and find the rain"?
Did you ask whatever in heaven happened?
In vain, Harry, in vain
What tenderness I feel as I think of you
or see you move
and smile
young
in the movie
always
In vain that brilliance
In vain that tenderness
In vain that sweet power of charm
And when you died
did you see rainbows
still
a young man on a screen
a sweet life a man
the leading lady
kissed
In vain those kisses
Good night, Harry, dancer, sweet man, singer, honey-sweet

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NY TIMES
July 21, 1959

HARRY FOX IS DEAD AT 76
Stage and Movie Comedian
     Acted with Dolly Sisters

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Special to The New York Times.

HOLLYWOOD, Calif., July 20
--Harry Fox, oldtime stage and
movie comedian, who once was
married to Yansci Dolly, of the
Dolly Sisters, and to Evelyn
Brent, film actress, died today
at the Motion Picture Rest
Home. His age was 76.
Mr. Fox for many years
toured vaudeville circuits and
then joined the Dolly Sisters in
an act on Broadway. He later
entered motion pictures and
worked at Warner Brothers and
Twentieth Century-Fox studios.

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And now, Harry Fox singing "I'm Always Chasing Rainbows," a recording made in 1918.

Jack Foley


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