St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1884-07-11
Ho'o a Male Professional Beauty Vent


From Bad to WOrse.
IN. Y. Letter to the New Orleans Times Democrat
IT you recall him at all, it is as splendid
specimen of young manhood. He was only
fairly expert in acting. but was so remark
ably pleasant to look at that audiences liked
him. had slight acquaintance with him
In those days. He was an educated fellow,
refined in his tastes and inclined towards
literary pursuits. He thought that he had
natural talent in the direction of fiction, and
was at one time at work on novel, as to
which have no more distinct idea than that
IL was neither good enough or bad enough to
make lasting impression. do not sup
pose 1t was ever published, though it may
nave found place in ephemeral magazine
pages. He was the object of distinguished
regard by the girls of blithesome immaturity
wherever he appeared. His daily mail was
chiefly composed OF sentimental missives.
de was an actual Grosvenor, on whom the
adulation of lovesick maidens palled There
was no affectation about It. George took no
delight In the admiration which his beauty
excited, but rather saw in it an indication
that he was effeminate. He desired TO play
parts In which his face would be disfgured,
Out there were two business-like reasons why
the managers would not crafty him. His
good looks were too attractive to be wasted,
and he lacked the skill of what was called
character roles Well the other night in
strolllng up Broadway friend suggested that
we should inspect the newest of the wicked
concert halls. There is always worst one
among this kind of New York resorts. The
pre-emlnence is short, because the proprie-
tor gets into the penitentary after little
while Jake Berry, Sandy Spencer, Owney
Geoghegan and Billy McGlory are illustrious
names on the roll of infamy. Each prosper
ed for season in the maintenance of
theater in which the audiences were more Of
fensive than the performances. Tom Gould's
Sans Souci theatre-or Goulds Sassy, as
phrased by its frequenters-is at present in
the enjoyment of the patronage which ends
in disaster. We found the place crowded by
men and girls, who got their diversion from
alternative attention to the beverages served
to them at little round tables and to the sing
ing and dancing that was being done on the
stage. An architectural feature of the house
was row of boxes along three sides of the
auditorium and in which seats cost half
dollar, the rest OF the premises being free in
theory, though in practice the walters seemed
to be making it unpleasant for those who did
not disburse freely for drinks. We took
places in one of those boxes.
GLOW d'you dol'' said voice which man
ifestly was engaged in a resolute effort to be
CHEEKY; ''how are you?" and it called me by
name. dropped my eyes and saw leaning
against the front of the box, which was just
high enough to bring his head to level with
the rail, frowsy, bleary, sodden wretch.
'Come, come" exclaimed waiter, grab
bling him roughly by the arm, ''you mustn't
annoy the gentleman. Bounce right OUT
The tramp drew himself up into pose of
dramatic dignity, but held it only for an in
slant and then shrunk down to abjectness.
Don't you remember me!" he said, pite
ously; "I'm George Middleton"
So he was. The gallant Romeo of ten
years ago had become this miserable ontcast.
He was in quest of employment on Tom
Gould's stage, and he was willing to accept
whiskey in full payment for his services, but
they wouldn't have him even on those terms.
| subsequently saw him draining stale beer
from kegs into a tomato can in front of sa-
loon which, believe, is a resort for members
OF his own profession.