Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1880-11-12
THE GREAT SARA.
INTERESTING INTERVIEW WITH A NEW YORK
REPORTER.

REPORTER.
am, as YOU well know, the most sym
pathetic, volatile and afiectionate of men.
And it precisely because | am so that l
sought the pleasure of an interview with
| the accomplished Sara Bernhardt. For
tune smiled on me and / procured the
coveted introduction. When We met
Sara's eyes betokened recent weeping,
and at first supposed that she had tired
of life. An attendant informed me that
such was not the case, however. l was
about to speak, but, being embarrassed,
the lady kindly took the initiative.
81 no speek re Eenglish lankvitch,"
said the lovely Sara.
"Bones yours" said pointing TO the
assets of a chicken reposing somnambu-
listically on a tray. 4 will not be GER
tain whether it was tray or deuce.)
"Bong jour, monsieur" responded
the divine Sara, with thrilling smile.
Then she trembled dramatically, and to
ascertain if she were cold and if 1 would
close the window, asked;
"Demi semi quiverP"
{" Vat funny mansl" she answered
politely.
She still trembled violently, and it
was, of course, my duty to ascertain
why. Anybody who has studied French
remembers the first exercises in the
book.
"Avvy vous lie painP asked.
81 am not re sufishiong Hungary, "
she answered.
This was probably joke, and We both
laughed heartily; and the laughing was
increased when remarked, "No
French"
Then Sara turned sidewise and gave
me profile view. I had to look twice
to see her. She is rather tall, and thin
almost to nothingness. She has black
eyes, which caused friendly feeling be-
tween us at once, as / have often one
land sometimes two) myself. Her hair
is the color of what suppose is known
in France as brio. Noticing piano in
the room, l asked: "Pianissimo speil?"
The lady excused herself on the plea
of being tired, and Struggling her dainty
shoulders, she said:
81 am so WEAKNESS"
Nile BeInhardt than suggested that as
the visitor spoke some English, the
further conversation should be carried
on in that language.
"You speaka re English lankvitch al
most so good like I do myself, Shall
we continuance"
Isl, signora," was my delighted as
senting answer.
Sara proved to be very witty. She
evidently wished to guy me, for she said
she came over on "sheep-a big, nice
sheep"
"Were you sea-sick?"
eve, we, monsieur Vance. l was
seasickness vance. 1t last all re voy-
age" and she laughed.
"You do not appear to have suffered
much"
"Zat is vera funny" she answered,
with smile.
"Does the American style OF cooking
agree with your"
She shook her head doubtingly,
Being asked how long her engage
ment would continue, she replied with
warmth:
"Oh so many. Re nice gentlemen of
Amerique. Zay all want to engage me
for zemselves, but I cannot marry joost
alretty. I am too young" and she heav-
ed sigh, which heaved back again.
1t awoke the slender little greyhound
that reclined on pearl-inlaid cushion in
a $4,000. bonnet. He yawned.
81 must really leave" I said. But I
would caution you before I go. The dog
law in the city is exceedingly stringent.
Be very careful of your pet, mademoi-
selle. Do not let him out of your sight,
or he may get pounded. Good-day,
Mile. Sara"
A procession approached the house at
this moment, and ] remarked, quite
mechanically: Gan election procession%
NO" mademoiselle responded; "my
DRINKS, my costumes, my clothes Au
revoir, monsieur" And the interview
closed.