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Julius Steger at the Orpheum
JULIUS STEGER for the past ten
years has been a leading light in
America's operatic world. Mr.
Steger was born in Vienna, but it was
in New York that he began his operatic
career, singing at all the leading thea
ters and gaining an immense following.
It was lb,- season of 181)3-91 that he
first came into prominence, accompany
ing Marie Tempest as her principal
support in "The Algerian" and "The
Fencing Master." The year following
he sting the title role in "His Excel
lency" tit the Broadway theater, in
which he continued throughout the sea
son of 1895-96. The summer of 1896 Mr.
Steger was at the Casino in "In Cay
New York," and that winter was with
Oscar Hammerstein's all-star cast in
"Santa Maria" at the Lyric theater
(now Criterion), and with "La Faloto"
at the Casino. The season of 1897-1898
he was seen at Daly's in "The Geisha,''
etc., and returning to the Casino for
"Lady Slavey" and "Yankee Doodle
Dandy." The next two years Mr.
THE WAITER'S TIP
"Splitting a $5 bill with a waiter
when you reach a hotel and promising
him the other piece when you leave if
well served is a poor game," said a
veteran waiter in one of New York's
biggest hotels who read of it in the
Sun.
"A western man tried it on me once
and it made me sore. I took pains to
serve him poorly, showing that I did
not care for his money. I was so
careless that when he was leaving he
refused me the other half. I had him
sized up for a cheap skate, so I pointed
out to him that the piece he had was
no good to him as it was and offered to
buy It from him for $2. He thought
deeply a minute and declined. Then I
offered to sell my half for $3. Some
how or other this appealed to him, and
he bought it and seemed happy. I'll
bet he hasn't stopped figuring out yet
whether he won or lost. One thing he's
sure of, he didn't tip the waiter."
LOS ANGELES HERALD SUNDAY MAGAZINE
Steger did admirable work in "A Dan
gerous Maid" and "The Man in the
Moon, Jr." He was then leading man
In "Foxy Quiller" and "The Billionaire."
He spent one season with Marie Cahill
in "Nancy Brown," and for two yens
was one of the notable support that
surrounded Lew Fields in "It Hap
pened in Nordland." The season of
1906-07 Mr. Steger became a s.ar fea
ture in the leading vaudeville houses,
presenting a dramatic playlet entitled
"The Fifth Commandment." His beau
tiful singing voice, together with his
unsuspected dramatic ability in a part
so unlike anything he had ever ap
peared in before, as well as the little
play itself, created a veritable sensa
tion in every large city of America
from New York to Los Angeles, whence
he returns tomorrow, playing at the
Orpheum. Mr. Steger's visit is espe
cially significant this time in that he
will appear in a play, "The Way to
the Heart," adapted from the German
by Buth Comport Mitchell of this city.
CALLED ON CARNEGIE
Andrew Carnegie's philanthropy was
being praised on the piazza of an At
lantic City hotel to a Baltimore Star
man.
"Mr. Carnegie," said an aged Pitts
burg clergyman, "is as profoundly reli
gious as be is profoundly charitable.
All the same "
He smiled.
"Mr. Carnegie attended some years
ago one of my business men's weekday
services. Seeing him in the congrega
tion, and unaware that he was not
used to praying extempore, I said, after
the first hymn:
" 'We will now be led in prayer by
Brother Carnegie.'
"Mr. Carnegie arose, very red and
flustered.
" 'Let us engage, first of all,' he
stammered, 'In a few minutes of silent
prayer.'
"We all obediently bowed our beads
and closed our eyes, and Mr. Carnegie,
tip-toeing out, escaped."
Bid Williams 9 Mlemma
(Continued from Pane 11)
lams so much trouble and expense,
and retired her father bad exaggerated
the importance of her visit. The Brit
ish Isles being an unknown land to
her she merely wished to find her way
to her aunt, Sarah Maclvor, at Ayr,
in Scotland.
With a sigh of relief Dick referred
to a time table—luckily at hand— and
ascertained that a train left St. Pan
eras at 11:30. He ordered his motor
to be at the door at once, assured Miss
Maclvor that her luggage would fol
low by the next train, dashed off with
her to the station and saw her duly
off to the minute.
"Thank goodness, that Is off my
mind," said he; "and no thanks to old
Maclvor and his impudence, either.
And now for the other fair Kate."
He took the return Journey leisurely,
going by certain devious ways, until,
as the clock was striking 12, he entered
the Minerva hotel, leaving the car at
the door, in ease of need. In reply to
Inquiries he learned that Miss Living
stone awaited his pleasure In the
ladies' drawing room,
She rose, all dimples and smiles, to
meet him as he entered the room. She
bad hanged her dress from the some
what severe one she wore on the eve
to a dainty spring costume, which fur
ther accentuated her charms. To Dick
she seemed surpassingly lovely.
"Well," said she, after the first
hearty greeting, "have you seen Miss
Maclvor this morning?"
"Oh, yes, and, thank goodness, I
have just sent her off In search of her
Aunt Sarah In Scotland."
She broke into a merry peal of
laughter, her milk-white teeth showing
deliciously. "I never heard of such
impertinence," said she.
"Nor I," said Dick, laughing ill turn.
"It's colossal."
"And now," she went on, "you are
burdened with poor unlucky me. What
a funny little comedy it Is!"
"Where is the burden." said Dick,
boldly and eagerly. "This is sheer de
light."
"What is?"
"To be with you and to be of service
to the loveliest girl 1 have ever seen.
If it be a comedy to you it is a ro
mance to me—the romance of my life.
It has come upon me like a lightning
flash. I love you, Kate Livingstone,
as I have never loved another woman."
She stood for a second with her red
lips apart and the hot blood surging
to the very roots of her hair. Dick
looked very handsome .it this moment,
and his vehemence swept her clean off
her feet. Before she could realize the
amazing fact she wis sobbing with joy
in his arms. When sin- found tongue
again she whispered
"I fell in love with you, Dick, the
moment I set eyes on you at the sta
tion."
Explanations shortly set In. Her
father was a wealthy merchant in
Russia. He had become obsessed with
the idea that the famous itoyal Acad
emician Williams, whom he had known
from youth, should paint bis daughter
Kate's portrait, Letters had passed
between them and it was arranged
that Kate should live In the artist's
home until the sittings were complete.
But death broke up the pleasant ar
rangement, and what then happened
we very well know.
At Kate's request they motored to
the late artist's address in Kensington
and found the house closed and for
sale. That evening the pail- left Char
ing Cross en route for St. Petersburg
together. Subsequently Dhk had a
satisfactory interview with Livingstone
pere and certain festivities in the
northern capital followed ere long.
Mrs. Pennyfeather has a new mis
tress now.
"CONFUSED AND WRONG"
Henry E. Dixey at a dinner at the
Lambs' said of an actor who failed In a
new nart:
"His idea of the part was so confused
and wrong that it reminded me of Fer
guson.
"Ferguson, you know, awoke one
morning after a studio supper—you
know what studio suppers are—and
groaned and muttered:
" 'Dear me, what a headache.'
"lie screwed ud his lips In disgust.
The taste in bis mouth was horrible.
He thought he'd have a look at his
tongue, and, reaching out for the hand
glass, he. took up by mistake a silver
backed hair brush.
"Ho stared at the bristles a long
while, then he shook his head and said:
" 'Fergy, my boy, you certainly do
need a shave.' "
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Small talk often makes big trouble.
Tie Castle of Gleam
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Bennington will make her come to,
with a few of his barkers. If ho can't
rake off her pilot-house and take down
her smokestack inside of a dozen shots,
I'm no judge of his skill. That fellow
dodn't serve on the Olympia for noth
ing."
'.'The Sett Gull's marksmanship is not
far behind that of our own boat," re
plied Fosdick. "Jim Blackwell picked
up three or four men from the navy,
any one of whom could make splinters
of lie- bowsprit if they got within
leach. And yet it would be risky busi
ness to shoot in New STork harbor. A
12-incher might cut a hole through
the town, clear to City Hall Park."
"Let it, then!" exclaimed Van Tasel.
"Let it cut a bole clear through New
York to the East river! Who cares?
Isn't the princess of more account than
all of New York? If we can save her,
Ben, why not bombard the whole wat
er front?"
Acting on the impulse, he sent an
other wireless message to the Sea
Cull, telling the captain to shoot, until
he stopped the Ibex, if he had to burn
up New York.
Fosdick was still wondering what the
result of Van Tasel's rashness would
be, when a different aspect was put
on the affair by another wireless dis
patch that came from the Sea Gull:
"Pursued the Ibex. She came to at
our command, off Staten Island. Offered
no resistance, and submitted to search.
We went through her thoroughly. No
woman on board. Shall hold Ibex un
der our guns until Hell lliver arrives.
"MILLER."
Van Tasel read this telegram in
blank amazement. "No woman on
board!" he gasped, staggering under
the shock. "What the devil does Mil
ler mean by such nonsense. No wom
an on board! What have they done
with Lucretia?"
Van Tasel leaned against the wall
of the wireless operator's room for
support while he collected his senses.
"Ben," he said in a moment, rallying,
if Miller is right, we have been out
witted again. The king has got away
with bis prey."
There was despair in his voice.
"It is impossible," said Fosdick.
"They couldn't have got rid of Lucretia
except by dropping her into the river,
and that's not I,candor's game."
"You forget," returned Van Tasel.
"that the land is close by. He has gone
ashore with her. He has taken the
most simple course he could."
".Miller may he mistaken," suggested
Fosdick,
"No," insisted Van Tasel, "he is too
careful a man. He, too, has spent
years In the navy. There are no doubts
in his wireless message. He puts it
squarely, 'No woman aboard.' We have
made the most idiotic blunder of all.
We have acted like schoolboys. We
have sent a wireless dispatch to the
Sea Gull to stop the Ibex, and the Ibex
Itself has caught the message. Wo
have forgotten that a king's brat would
surely have so modern a thing as a
wireless telegraph outfit. We have
warned the king ourselves of the pur
suit. Fearing capture, he has put
ashore with the captive. Since the Sea
Cull has no cipher code we should have
kept still and given chase. Once out
on the ocean, Ben, we would have
caught him."
(To be continued.)
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A CAT FROM MONTANA
Senator Depew was asked by a re
porter as he was having his luggage
examined last month if he had brought
any stories back from Europe.
The genial senator laughed and re
plied:
"Well, In the smoke room of the ship
I heard an Interesting thing about a
Montanan In Chester. Chester, you
know, Is walled. Its wide walls, on
which you could drive a horse, are fa
mous. You can circle the town on
them.
"But the Montanan knew nothing
about Chester. He had only arrived In
Liverpool that afternoon. And as soon
as he finished his quaint dinner he
said to the waiter in the quaint Ches
ter Inn:
" 'What is the best way for me to
amuse myself here for an hour or so
before bedtime?'
" 'Well, sir,' said the waiter, 'it's a
fine evening, the moon is full and I
think you'll find a stroll on the walls
most enjoyabe.'
"The Montanan, Ignorant of the pop
ular promenade upon the wide walls of
Cheater, thought he was being guyed.
He frowned at the waiter and said bit
terly:
" 'What do you take me for? A torn
cat?" "
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