Sandra and I decided to visit The Bird Cage Theatre in Tombstone. Little did we know that “real ladies” would not go into this theatre with the tawdry history, They wouldn’t even be caught walking on that side of the street. Since our reputations were already sullied, we walked in.
We intended only to take a peek at the lobby area, but we were taken by how the place looked exactly as it was in 1889……………..dusty bullet hole filled theatre curtains and all. We had to see more.
Everything sits just as it was in 1889. Even the chairs used at the around the clock for years poker game, lay scattered on the floor as they were when the place was boarded up. The mortician’s table with its woven cane top sent shivers up my spine. So did the torturous looking dentist’s chairand the Black Moriah (hearse that took most of the dead to Boothill)
It was called the Bird Cage because of the suspended from the ceiling compartments that are visible on both sides of the theatre. It is from these compartments that the “ladies of the night” plied their trade. The tour guide said that “often the men were too otherwise occupied to remember to close the red velvet drapes on the compartment so the audience received two shows for the price of one.” Now, the guide looked old, but not 1889 old, so I am not so sure about the source of his information. No matter, it caused a visual in our heads which was worth the price of admission.
I could have made several pages just on this museum alone, but manged to pare it down to this two page layout.