100 Years Ago: The Great McEwin - Would Make A Cat LAUGH

The Advertiser (Adelaide), 17 July, 1917

100 years ago today I'd be buying tickets to see The Great McEwin, and if that cat didn't chuckle on it's own accord, I'd be throwing fruit at the stage.  I mean, just look at those reviews.  If McEwin wasn't your tonic, then I don't know that anyone could have helped you.

A few weeks later The Great McEwin was reviewed.


McEwen at the Town Hall.
McEwin still holds Adelaide laughing at mystified. For three weeks he has drawn great crowds to the Town Hall, for few can resist his magnetism, and those who do are missing one of the most interesting a and amusing shows seen in Adelaide.
Many people have gone over and over again to see him, and are still reserve seats ahead, for it is impossible to tire of the entertainment.  If anyone want a laugh cure, McEwin is the best physician and he never fails. Sceptics have only to see his performance to be convinced.
Hypnotism is a science, beneficial to the utmost degree, and McEwen is a worthy exponent of that science. His show is not mere foolery. It is highly instructive. His extraordinary mental development confounds all who experiment with him nightly in the mind reading section of the entertainment. 
On Saturday night he again held a huge audience intensely interested from start to finish. When many responded to the call for subjects for mesmeric and hypnotic experiments, and when McEwen got the same subjects "off" and played upon their imagination, the house rocked with laughter. No practical jokes are perpetrated upon these ladies and gentlemen, but still the manner in which they adopt the hypnotic suggestions is highly amusing. In his mind-reading McEwen is able to perform extraordinary feats, if his mental guide has an intellect sufficiently alert closely to control his movements. Tonight the entertainer will submit to a great test. He will, while blindfolded he will directed only by thought transference, compound a physician's prescription. 
McEwen's programme varies at each performance. The box office is at Marshall's music store.
(The Advertiser, 6 August, 1917)
No record of laughing cats though.  But, hey, they don't make stage shows like this anymore.  The fact that he wasn't bottled off the stage speaks volumes.  Bring back The Great McEwin!

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