If you were out and about in Milwaukee in the early 1900s, you probably knew – or knew of – Andrew Charles Wirth. With his magnificent mustache and his elegant – if eccentric – habit of dressing in white tie, black tail coat, and ballet slippers, “Professor” Wirth was certainly easy to recognize. He owned a statewide chain of dance studios, including several locations in Milwaukee, and served as proprietor of Dreamland Ballroom on Wells Street between 6th and 7th.
At Dreamland, in 1911, Wirth made a remarkable offer. He would teach anyone to dance – free of charge.
Wirth’s newspaper advertisement explained the offer:
Most people cannot understand how we can teach for nothing. It is easily explained. We have an hour every evening that is open, nothing to do during that hour. We want to be busy. We want everyone to become a graceful dancer. We will give that hour to you for nothing. We will give it to you gladly, absolutely free. Come and learn how to dance for nothing in the most beautiful dancing academy in the world. This is just a little work of philanthropy; we want to give you an hour of our time and so some good; we do not want one hour to be wasted when we can do so much for you in that time. We are teaching 50 people to dance every week by giving away that hour to our patrons. Why not you?
It must have been a tempting offer, for Wirth was one of the finest instructors in the state. When this ad appeared in 1911, he had 23 years experience as a dance master.
A contemporary biography described Wirth as, “Agreeable in manner, an enthusiast in his vocation, popular with those with whom he comes in contact, he is a good example of what one may accomplish with energy and a definite purpose.”
Wirth was proud of Dreamland, where he promised his customer’s beautiful surroundings and the company of refined patrons. He liked to call Dreamland “The College of Deportment.”
Deportment, meaning one’s manners, is not a commonly used word today. People certainly felt strongly about it a century ago. Help wanted ads for store clerks insisted on good deportment. Beauty contest entrants were graded on deportment. And here was Professor Wirth’s Dreamland, where one entered wishing to dance and emerged with improved social graces, decorum, and civility.
Who was this nattily dressed man in ballet slippers, teaching the two-step, the waltz, and the importance of correct behavior?
Born in Kenosha, Wis., Wirth had an impoverished and difficult childhood. Orphaned at age 11, he went to work for a farmer in exchange for room, board, and $5 per month. He used the money to buy his clothing and his school books. A self-taught musician on cornet and bull fiddle, he was playing local dances by the time he was 12. At age 16, he went to work in a foundry while studying music in night school.
In 1884, Wirth and wife, Jennie, also a dance instructor, moved to Milwaukee and opened their first dance studio. The couple taught ballet along with the waltz, two-step, redowa, schottische, and other 19th-century dance favorites. They went on to add seven more locations. Wirth composed music, served as president of the American National Association Masters of Dancing, and wrote a well-received instructional book on dancing. In a career that lasted until 1920, Wirth taught thousands of Milwaukeeans to dance.
In 1912, Wirth, with the backing of several business partners, took over the old Hippodrome on Wells Street, renamed it Dreamland, and made it into a dance palace.
The Hippodrome had been a landmark in its own right. A multi-purpose venue able to seat 5,000, it hosted boxing matches, roller skating, dancing, and political rallies. In 1912, Milwaukee Democrats packed the place to hear an address by William Jennings Bryan.
In 1908, the Hippodrome hosted the city’s first-ever big money boxing match. On that suffocatingly warm June night, 3,800 fans witnessed one of the greatest fights in Milwaukee’s history. The bout featured reigning middleweight champion Stanley “The Michigan Assassin” Ketchel of Grand Rapids, Mich. and challenger Billy Papke of Kewanee, Ill. Ketchel, still regarded as among the greatest middleweights of all time, dispatched earlier opponents with ease but Papke gave him a scare in Milwaukee.
It was a ferocious match. When the bell rang to start the first round, Papke extended a hand for the traditional handshake and was instantly punched in the face – and nearly knocked cold – by Ketchel. The fight lasted a full 10 rounds, with Ketchel victorious in a narrow decision. His winnings totaled $7,640, the equivalent of $185,000 today. Papke consoled himself with second-place and $5,093, about $125,000 today.
The lives of both boxers ended violently. In 1910, Ketchel, still holding the championship title, was murdered. He was inspecting a ranch property in Missouri with an eye toward purchasing it and was shot by a ranch hand incensed by romantic advances Ketchel made to the man’s common-law wife. The fighter was 23 when he died. When news of the death reached one fight fan, he joked, “Start counting to 10 over him. He’ll get up.”
Papke died in 1936. Broke, nearly forgotten, and living in Newport, Calif., Papke killed his estranged wife, and then himself by firing three bullets into his own body.
The Hippodrome became Dreamland, and remained a favorite place to dance through the 1940s. In 1951, Dreamland was listed for sale, complete with famous dance floor, three bars, and cocktail lounge. Advertised as suitable for a union hall, fraternal organization, or veterans’ club, no long-term buyer materialized. It was torn down and a multi-story parking garage took its place, itself recently demolished.
Today, Dreamland, the College of Deportment, is a surface parking lot.