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a;:At The Play-Houses.
makes Ra11tll's the he
of that name, in which
to the Tulane Sunday night,
ctiminal-a brilliant. intel
- r, whose had propensi
Sthe result of dis ase'. As a
is unque :ounably the
itng that hnn' `,4 n writ
algt geeration. The story
easily and its slghtly mel
tlfie, makes it all the more
Mr r. Bellelw r rt"tdly has
iseen to bettvr advantage
ils role, Which hr haals played
. d 1 Is unusuall fortunate
Miss Gladys lianuson as his
Wmn" in this rt il'al of his
~ 'Rales." in which he
KYRLE BELLEW. IN "RAFFLES."
rances Starr in '"The
Belasco 'will present Frances
,the Tulane theatre, for a
ment beginning Monday
mary 16, in "The Easiest
'ggene Walter's great play of
lphase of New York life."
ve for her support the New
.st, including Joseph Kilgour,
i. Robins, John F. Brawn,
Ruadolph and Violet Rand, and
Is equipment will be identical
provided by David Belasco
eaO of the play at the Belasco
and convincing manner
t Way" depicts that as
S)1w York life which is con
WIh the tragedy of those wo
are so wedded to luxury that
pay any price for its enjoy
m.S theme is handled in so so
telling a manner that the
Ss one writer declared,
Has a sermon." In view of
aosu xmtViU°u, N 'tIE HOWfNS."
comes to the Tulane. Miss Hanson
has been on the stage only five years,
the first two of which were spent
with E. II. Sothern, she having taken
Julia Marlowe's place during the year
Mr. Sothern played under separate
management. Last year she was lead
ing woman with Kyrle Bellew in "The
Builder of Bridges" and her powerful
emotional acting in that part led
Charles Frohman to choose her rather
than his other leading woman Who
had greater claims for priority for
the role of Gwendolyn Conron. the
young woman who falls in love with
"Raffles." It is one of those delight
fully romantic emotional roles in
which Miss Hanson made so favorable
an impression in "The Builder of
the fact that the play is produced un
der the personal direction of David
Belasco there is no necessity to dwell
upon the perfection of its setting. The
first act discloses a scene of exquisite
beauty amid the rolling foothills of
the Rockies, radiant in the golden
light of the afternoon sun. Not less
faithful is the theatrical boarding
house interior shown in the second
act, which is followed by a superb
setting of the interior of an apartment
in an expensive hotel in New York.
Remarkable as the play is from so
many points of view, "The Easiest
Way" is still more notable for the
manner in which it is acted. Frances
Starr, throug'l her interpretation of
the leading role, .as established her
self as one of the foremost actresses
on the American stage. Its record has
been phenomenal. For over a year
and a half it was played to crowded
houses at Mr. Belasco's theatre in New
York and since then has established
records for attendance in the principal
theatres throuegout the country.
The story of Sis Hopkins, which is
now in the twelfth consecutive year
of unbroken success and which will
be seen at the Crescent Sunday, is
one of the cleanest and most enjoya
ble stage tales presented in years. It
concerns the life of a weirdly com
plex little girl of Posey County, Indi
ana, Sis Hopkins, the only child of
Pa and Ma Hopkins. She knows noth
ing of the world save what concerns
her neighbors, the simple people with
whom stie has always been associated.
And so, when along comes a well
dressed and polished man of the world
representing a railroad company anx- 1
ious to secure the right of way through gir
a bit of meadow land which is owned Pa
by Sis, the girl is bedazzled and falls
in love with the man from the city. It
is only by accident that she learns wt
that he cares notihing for her, but is ms
only seeking to secure for his own psi
ends the land she owns. She has ple
thrown over her country sweetheart Mi
and when her first glimpse of the de
ception of the world comes to her, she
goes away with a breaking heart. Her
return 1home after months of travel w(
finds many changes; her father's mind git
is shattered and her home sorrow la- st!
den. Her sweetheart boy has remain- sv
ed steadfast and country lawyer that wI
he is, has managed to block the ef
forts of the villain to take the land
the road needs. no
COMING-"The Cow and the Moon."
A brand new musical extravaganza, r
'The Cow and the Moon," is announc
ed for presentation next week at the a
Crescent. It is Chas. A. Sellon's new
vehicle for stardom, and it is said he ca
is making a bigger hit in it than he to
did even in "The Cat and the Fiddle,"
which always proved so amusing when he
it was shown here in past seasons; in OE
fact, it is announced as the latter's hi
companion piece, the continuation of dl
the characters in new scenes, new ad- di
ventures and experiences is proving m
Among the many scenes and effects i
Mr. Sellon introduces two new start
lers, the interior of a Pullman palace ,
sleeping car, an exact duplicate of t
one of the latest models, with the en- at
tire company in transit across the con- is
tinent to the land of the moon. An
other thriller is the approaching loco- 1
motive, commencing with a tiny speck
of light in the distance and gradually
approaching, until the huge bulk of
a giant locomotive appears and stops a
at the footlights, the grinding of the tl
wheels and the screech of the brakes. b
hissing of the steam and the clanging h
of the bell is said to be most realis
GOT HER' PACKAGE. o
1e She Really Had to Have it Becauom t c
Held Perishable Stuff.
)f With her piquant little face pressed
n close against the glass she rattled the a
is door of the express office.
ig "Is there a package here for Mrs.
id Jack Brown?" she asked the clerk who
hastened to let her in.
The man hesitated. "I'll see if there
at is anything here," he said, "but we're
not allowed to deliver on Sunday."
so "I know," she said sweetly as she
st followed him to the back of the office.
"I just want to be sure it's come. My 1
husband wrote he had sent it."
The clerk looked through the pile of
of packages until he came to a large
pasteboard box. ."Is this the onet" he
ls asked, laying it on the counter.
*s "That's it," she said as she looked at
, the address. Now that she actually
Shad it in her hands she wasn't going
home without it "Can't you let me
have it?" she begged. "I'll never tell."
SHe was a faithful employee, but a
al pair of big, inaocent looking gray eyes
were having its effect on him. "Is It
- perishableY'?" he asked, weakening.
She saw her cue and took it, "Yes,"
she saild, "It is."
"Then I'll have to let you keep It,"
he said, glad of a good excuse.
As she was walking triumphantly out
of the office with the box ander her
arm she stopped and laughed. "It was
so kind of you to let me have it," she I
aiM. "I'll have to tell yon. It's a fur
eo~t. But It is perishable," she added.
"If a moth should get into that coat
tonight it would be rained before to
morrow morning."-Natlonal Monthly.
S8tella--Cbholly proposed to me
Bella--Yea I told him if he
didn't take you he would get
me.-New York Sun.
An Elort to Oblige.
"Mr. Lobrow does his best to be
agreeable," msaid the sympathetle young
weman. "It's too bad that he has so
"I understand that Miss Coddleyap
sutmes to speak to him. He sent her
a box of eandy, and she fed it all to
ber pet terrier. So be tried to be still
mre kind and thoughtful and sent her
a box of dog bicit."-Wubasington
Teast to tohe Mistleteoe Gi.
Hre's to the maMd
Who's never afraid
Ie stand 'neeth the miLstetoes
Here's to the miass
Who tives back the kis.
Whether 'tLs wa'ted or ne.
eres to the lass
Who looks La the lesU
aM sees a cheek blushlang,rae
WheW return, weal or woe
Neath the tad mstleteoe,
o that beth her heeks wili comg wet
It Is Effected for Another e
by an American Girl
By KATLEiEN J. M'CURDY
Copyright. 1910. by American Press
Miss Helen Armstrong,. an American his
girl, traveling between London anti age
Paris. having crossed the channel fr,,m He
Dover, entered a railway conmpart
ment at Calais. There were two other n
persons in the compartment, both of the
whom got out at the first stationu. A be
man came along looking into the coin
partments and, seeing that there was
plenty of room in the one occupied by an
Miss Armstrong, entered and settled not
himself in a seat. The guard closed
and locked the door, and the train !
An hour would elapse before the train we
would stop again, during which the the
girl must remain locked in with a tr1
strange man. The train had not been Yo
five minutes away from the station cat
when the man said in French: thi
"Mademoiselle, I'll trouble you for o
your diothes." tra
Helen understood French, but did
not understand what be meant by ask- edC
ing for her clothes.
"I'll trouble you for your clothes." he
repeated and at the same time began
to divest himself of his coat. By this
time Helen comprehended what was
"Monsieur," she said, "in my suit
case on the rack you will find a cos
tume. Can you not use that?"
"It will simplify matters very much.'
he replied. "1 intended not only to put
on your clothes, but to compel you to
put on mine. In that case there would
have been many chances more of the
discovery of my identity through the
discovery of yours. Pardon me. made- m
He reached for the suit case. Helen a
handed him the key, and, removing a
dress, he proceeded to put it on over
his own clothes. There was also a
felt hat in the case with a veil about
the crown. The man put on the bat
and arranged the veil so that it could t
be pulled down over his face.
"There," he said as he leaned back lE
in his seat. "I think I will do."
Instead of being hard featured, as w
would be supposed from his action, he
was refined looking and spoke with a
voice as well modulated as if he were e
asking a lady to dance. He was about e
e thirty years old, his eyes were a mild
blue and his hair of that very light w
hue whlch bespeaks northern physical
heritage. He was not a Frenchman.
for be spoke the language with a for
eign accent. But whatever prepos
Messing there was about him was lost
on Helen, who was burning with in
dignation. Gradually she gathered
courage to say:
"You may kill me, but I shall inform
the guard of this as soon as he comes
"I will not kill you, and you will not
inform upon me."
She looked at him for an explana
"On the end of your suit case are the b
letters H. A., Cincinnati. That is a
city, if I mistake not, of the United
States. You Americans are all liberty d
loving. I am concealing myself not b
from Justice, but from injpstice. My t
life work is to make my country as n
free as America." t
This put an entirely different con
structlon on the matter. Where Helen
had seen the expression of a criminal l
she now saw that of a martyr.
"Tell me your story," she said.
"It is the story of all or at least the 1
I most of us. I am of the nobility of 5
SRussia. My father is one of those who i
are near to the czar and does his will. t
If I am taken It will be that father's t
a duty to send bhis on to Siberla. You
Amerleans know what that is, con- t
,loement, tyrannical treatment, in a I
trosen elimate till the prisoner's only I
,recourse is the terrible hunger strike
or self starvation. From the time I i
t was twenty I have been a revolution
1st. It would take too long to cata
Slogue the so called crimes for which 1
am hunted. 1 have treated you
treusquely, I admit, but if you had the I
dreadful Siberian prospect before you
ii order to avert it you would not
scruple to possess yourself of even a
This was a new, a unique experience
for Miss Armstrong. To hold the life
of a martyr to liberty in her hand,
and that martyr a refined, Intellectual
and handsome man, was immensely at
tractive to her. She at once entered
into his cause with all her heart and
"Tell me," she said, "bow to act in
case youear identity Is suspected."
S"Treat me as your maid."
Belenm sbook bher et. d see I blall
Shave to take the lead." bshe said. "You
are not summflently versed in the af
p t hrs of women. No lady's maid would
erwear a dress like that"
to The dress was too small for the man,
1 toeo short, and it was impossible to
O hbook tt over the back. Besides, it was
U set even a travellns dress, being soe
ftted for afternoon or evening.
"The oaly artilele," continued the
girl, "that I have large enough to cover
the misfit is this loose dressing sack.
Put it oen, then get down my roups from
the rack and with one of them eoceal
the shortness of the skirt. Now put
this raincoat over your shoulders with
at attempting to get yeur arms ia the
Isaves. Them;: pet back in the corner.
Have eu a ticket? GOtve it to me.
When the guard eomes I wil do the
Helen never forgot the loo, k of a It
Stude the man gave her or tlie pres
sure of the band as he grasped hers
impulsively. Then he le:taned tt k itn
his corner, where he could b.est ire
vent the incongruities of his costume
from being seen.
"I see that your ticket is to Paris."
she added. "I1 am going there. Lk
you remain there?"
"No. mademoiselle. I go to Mar
sellies. where I hope to get a ship to
'That's right; America will harbior
When the train reached the next stat
tion the guard punched the tickets.
while the nihilist pretended to doze in
his corner. As soon as the two were
again locked up and on their way
I Helen said:
"You can't leave the train at Paris
r in that costume. You would attract
f the attention of every one. Must you
be disguised ?"
"The Russian embassy at Paris has
a list of all Russian political fugitives
and keeps persons at all stations to
note arrivals and departures. These de
d tectives have my photograph and are
U instructed to procure my arrest."
"Then you must be carried. When
n we stop again 1 will telegraph my fa
e ther to have an invalid's chair at the
a train on arrival and a carriage outside.
n You can slip into the chair from the
car door and into the carriage from
the chair. Where do you propose to
go from the station-to the Marseilles
"How. can I do that in these ill fittng
The girl turned her thoughts to de
n vising further plans for her protege.
"I suppose I shall have to take you
to our hotel with me. I don't know
what father will say, or, rather. I do
t know. He'll say we'll all be arrested
for complicity in some crime against -
the government. Well, I can't help it.
I must make him do as I wish him to
do. You'll never get through Paris
o without my assistance."
d "Ob. mademoiselle, I have always
heard that American women are won
e derful, so superior to European wo
men, much more self reliant There
is but one class who are more remark
able, our Russian revolutionist girls."
a "For self immolation no women can
er equal them." replied Helen.
At the next station she telegraphed
it her father to have a chair at the train tr
at for an invalid friend, and when the m;
Id train pulled up in the station she got w
out and found both the father and the I
k chair on the platform. "Ask no ques- m
tlons yet," she whispered and without to
as waiting for a reply directed the at- O,
oe tendant to wheel the chair to the car p1
a door. The nihilist, holding on his cov- te
re ering as best he could, the veil con- er
ut coaling his features, shambled into the
Id chair and, apparently exhausted, was
wt wheeled to the carriage. Helen got in a
al after him, and her father followed.
"For heaven's sake, Nell," exclaimed
the old gentleman, "what does this
ist "S-s-b, papa! I've got a live nihilist."
I. "A nihilist! Thank heaven you
ed haven't got an anaconda. What are
you going to do with the lady?"
,m "She isn't a lady, papa; she's a man."
tea "Thunder and guns! Are you going
to send us all to Siberia?"
tot "No. but I'm going to send him to T
a- "Oh, good gracious, Nell, you'll be b
the death of us before we get you
he home! I shocld have known better
a than to bring you." tl
ed "There's no danger whatever, my
-ty dear popsy. We've just escaped that o
lot by getting safely away from the sta
Ly tion. We'll get a room for the gentle- t
as man at our hotel and can send him to
the train tomorrow for Marseilles,
on. whence he expects to sail for the 'land
en of the free and the home of the
al brave.' "
The nihilist understood no English,
so be knew no. a word of this dia
he logue except by the expression of the
of speakers. He knew by that of the
ho father that the daughter had carried
Ill. the day, but the old gentleman was
r's trembling like a leaf.
'on The next morning the blonlteur con
o. tained an Item stating that a Russian
a political prisoner who had been ar
aly rested in London and was being ex
Ike tradited had jumped off a train Ib
- tween Calais and Paris and escaped.
on. He was tracked to a station where be
ta- was seen to board a train just start
h 1 ing. His follower took a rear car and
ro endeavored to pick up the fugitive as
tbe he left the train, but the latter sue
ron seeded in eloding him.
not When Mr. Armstrong read this at
a the breakfast table be turned pale.
"I must go to the American minis
ce ter'a at once," be said to his daughter.
life "confess and ask him to help as out
nd of this dangerous position into which
ual you have plunged us."
at. "Nonsense. papa. You'll do no such
re thing. The nihilist has gone. He took
a U sa early train."
"Did be wear the same clothes?"
in "No; they were not big enough. He
were mamma's traveling soit"
oa "Oh, Nell, if I ever get you home I'Rll
a. never be such a fool again! When be
Id is arrested the dress will implicate the
, But the fugitive was not arrested.
toHe succeeded In reaching a Medlter
a mean port, wbere be found a vessel
mee opng to America, and got to that
teatry lu safety. Belen received a
the Ietr from blm,giving her full credit
ver hOr having saved him from an imprls
eck. eUment worse than death. "Without
e year clever management." he said, "1
cll gehld surely have been taken."
put "There, papa." said Helen after read
ith- ig her father tile letter; "you see bow
the wgh distress you have saved a fellow
'e. beig by your noble effort."
e, BHumph!" exlaimed the old gentle
te hn. "I hope the thing's over. They
mr get on to us yet-"
ULANE Sunday, Jan.
Every Night and Wednesday and Saturday iMat i,.!!
KRYLE BELLEW in "Raffles"
CRESCENT BEGINNING 8
Every Night, and Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday Matinee.
ROSE MELVILLE in "Sis Hopkins"
'W EEK JANI'AA Y 1 .............. .... TIIE COW AND Till-E M O N "N
Performance every afternoon at 2:15. Every evening at 8:15.
Night Prices, IOc, 25c, 50c, 75. Box $1.00
MATINEES DAILY ........ 10c, 25c, 60c. Box Seats, 75c.
Seats may be Reserved by Phone. Ticket Office Open Daily From
10 a. m. to 9 p. m.
L _ _ _ _ __ __
An Emotional dal
By DAVID WALTER CHURCH
Copyright. 1910. by American Press
In 1859 I enlisted in the -th Infan
try of the French army. I remained to
my native country until my regiment
was sent by the Emperor Napoleon m
III. to Mexico. Shortly before Maxi.1
millan was shot by the Mexicans I en
tered into a conspiracy to rescue him. pI
One of our conspirators gave away the
plan. We were arrested. tried and sen- I
tenced to meet the same fate as the of
The day before we were to suffer p
death a man dressed in the uniform of g
a band in the Mexican army came into t
the room where we were confined and I
asked if any of us could play upon any fl
instrument. He had not got the words ti
out of his mouth before I caught his ft
intention. There are, or were at that T
time, more musicians in Europe than ft
in the western hemisphere. This man t,
was after men to enlist in his band. k
One prisoner, who may possibly have
seen through the fellow's design as I tu
did, said that be could beat the drum. ci
The Inquirer gave him a contemptuous k
look and waited for other answers. I ca
bad no musical education whatever I
and was unable to play a note on any b
instrument. It occurred to me to give tl
the same reply as be who had said he a
could beat the drum. but the reception
of his statement assured me that such te
a course would be useless. To gal: ti
time. with a view to living a little ii
longer. I sang out: 4
"I played the trombone for years io 3
the band of the Tenuth cuirasslers of
the Frenth army."
I saw at once that I had caught the
man's attention. He waited for some f
one else to claim to be a musician, but e
as none did le said to me: V
"Come with me." N
My comrades were all shot. I was
enlisted in the band of a regiment that a
was Intended to be used at the palace I
of the president. I feared they would I
test my capabilities before enlisting
me. but the man who bad secured me t
-he turned out to be the bandmaster- a
set so great store by what I had told i
him that it did not occur to him to
doubt that I was proficient as a trom- 4
bone player. I
Just before I was to take my place
in the band for the first practice I
feigned illness and told the bandmas- 1
tar that I must defer attempting to
play. Ile grumbled. but excused me. I
The practice came off on the parade t
quadrangle of the barracks, and I
could bear every note. I listened to
the bass parts. especially to the trom
bose-for some one seemed to be tem
porarily taking my place-and since
my life hung on my being able to do
something with the instrument I lis
tened with corresponding attention.
Though I knew nothing of music, It
turned out that I bad an ear for
chords. I told the bandmaster that I
had not touched a trombone for years
and It would require at least a couple
of-weeks before I could take a part.
Would be bring me an instrument and
some sheet music? Be assented. I
got my nurse, a Mexican girl, to show
me what notes on the trombone were
Indicated on the sheet music. Then
I practiced for dear life.
Luck favored me. or. rather the band
master had an intention that I knew
Snothing of. A prominent general of
the army died and was to have a mili
tary funeral. The bandmaster was
anxious that I should take my place
with the band at the obsequies. When
the day came round be ordered me to
get up. 1 did so and put oo a uniform
r h gave me Then I went with him
and took my position wltb the other
' musicians Tbe music was put on to
Smy trombone. and to my delight I
found it to he that wbhicb I had been
practicoing, a dead marcb
1 stunollll a Ult lit itrt. out Ktept
my mind fixed on the fiact that if I
did not snlcedi the next funeral I at
tended woutld be my own. Naturally
I the melancholy of the scattered bass
notes I played was enhanced by this
remembrance. As soon as I had play
ed a strain once and got the run of It
I put my ' hole soul into It on playing
It again. The profound sorrow I felt
for myself I transmitted to the trom
bone. l'hose bearing the depth of
agony In these notes were moved to
But at the grave a shock awaited
me. The music for a dirge was circu
lated. I had never seen it and dared
not attempt it. Just before I was to
play my first note I hurst into a tor- t
rent of tears and told the bandmaster
that I had been so moved by the mu
sic we had tbeen playing that I could
do no more. Ile looked at me curl
ensly. but I could see by his expres
sion that he believed I had an emuo
tional nature calculated to make a re
markable musician. He excused me
from making any further attempt, put
ting a man that could be better spared
from another part on the trombone.
The change was a great benefit to me.
for there was a marked contrast be- q
tween his clumsy work and the bro
ken hearted wail that I had produced. r
As soon as I got back to barracks I
took to my bed. The bandmaster -
came to see me and told me to rest as
long as I liked. It was plain that he ,
considered me a prize. The next day p
I asked if I could riot ride out on
horelback. that I might be revived by
the fresh air. I was given the permis- i
lion, a good horse, and I sallied forth
That was the longest ride I ever
took. since I rode all the way from
the City of Mexico to Vera Cruz. Be
Ing in Mexican uniform. I was not
questioned. From Vera Cruz I sailed ,1
Hiram Bucktoss. a West Carrollton
fatmer, used to come in to Dayton
every Saturday afternoon to shop, and
the boys at the feed store would take
many a rise out of him on account of
his faith. He'd believe anything-ac
cede to the tallest propositions. One
Saturday, to see itf he couldn't shatter
Hiram's proverbial faith, a wit said:
"Speaking of buffaloes, Mr. Bucktoss,
t did I ever tell you that when 1 was
out west I seen a buffalo up a tree eat
I Ing grapes?"
t "Indeed!" said llram. He didn't
even look a bit startled, but only in
terested and pleased. "Iideed!"
s "That's what I said," repeated the
I wit. "Why, Mr. Bucktoss, didn't you
never see no buffaloes up trees'"
"No," faltered Hiram. "No, I can't
say I ever did." Then he brightened
s up. "But I've often heard," he added,
I "how very fond they are of grapes."
SNew York Press.
Walking a Chalk Mark.
SFrederick it. Isham. the author,
averred that this incident happened at
one of the tea houses in the Celestial
t Kingdom. The entrance to the public
r place was a zigzag walk, so built that
I the evil spirits may find it more dim
* cult to get In. On the occasion in
e question two sailors (English) stood at
L the entrance dubiously.
I "Of say. Bi, , ust look at the walk!"
I ald on% jolly marine, lurching un
e "What's the matter with it, matey?'
l asked the second jolly tar. "Looks all
right to me."
S"You mean it looks straight?"
"How should it look, matey? It
Sain't it's all in your eye. You've 'ad a
1 drop too much. Come along in. You
" just follow me."
The zigzag of the second man's
Sfitted the angles. lie chanced to
to started correctly and ended beau
n "Right you are, matey!" he
Sr eother at the door. "I
to re enough. It it '
I never got through wi
s ooldes." .