The evening world., 1889-01-29
SADIE MARTINoT IN GERMAN.

0a'NN" DNDh' wa NSh sH' VIZ
Sadie Martinez" 1t took place last night at
Amberg's Theatre. Sadie became a ~fraulein in
the presence Of an immense crowd OF German
enthusiasts and American dudes: she resolutely
cast in her lot with the Schlags and the Schuetzs
and the Eberts and the Hartmanns.
confess that l went TO Amberg's in dire per-
plexity. l could not picture that little Anglo
Saxon lady III the throes OF cultural declama-
ton. In French l could have imagined her CIV
ing utterance to a fresh, piquant, coquettish
little ''Ticnsl' but l wondered how the oleagi-
nous and breezy "Ach!' would ooze from the
dainty curves Of her lips. 1t seemed strange to
me. / surmise that Miss Martinot's career has
been too full of surprises for anything to seem
strange to her.
In LA Mascotte =" der Glucksongel. in Miss
Martinots language) Bettina, the heroine, does
not make her appearance until the first act il
well under way. IL IL very dreary to me before
she comes. cannot get up any interest in Herr
Schuetz, while the hofherren, and pagen, and
soldaton. and bauern and bauerrincn pail upon
me. Those who Ito not know what these words
mean are referred to a German dictionary. for
Miss Martinots fair sake.) Imagine that many
suffer az | do.
All She is coming now. How do know il?
Why, / have Just heard Rocco use the word
Bettina in the midst of n volley OF Teutonic nil.
l "catch on " to tho Bcttina az a drowning mar
is popularity disposed to clutch Mt a straw. feel
very proud at my Hagac!ty, az the Bettina is
nearly lost to my comprehension by the unusual
way in which il il pronounced.
Sadie runs in, covered with little bits OF straw,
as dainty n little Bettina as eyes could wish to
gaze upon. l can zee no fault in her except her
wig. II il a very wiggy wig, f~earfully blonde,
and dollish, and not az becoming as II might be.
Sadie makes q sweet little courtesy, and casts one
coquettish glance at the audience. / can inter-
pref that glance. 1t says ~ plainly rs words:
You dear little fellows with the high collars
and the walking sticks, l see you over there at
the back of the theatre. I'd like to say some
thing to you in English, but ] cant. Wait till
you see my dresses. Those won't need transla-
ton"
Then she comes forward and sings. Sadie has
a delicious German accent, / Immediately ad-
nit. | don't know whether il il North German
or South German, or whether Hanover would
approve Of it. But / am quite sure that it is
purringly tender and that New York will like it.
She is not in the least embarrassed. She seems
to look upon it az a joke. And yet-poor little
dcsolate Sadie in that wilderness of Teutonism-
can | blame her il she dwells a great deal too
much with the audience. and pays far too little
attention to the stage
Uncharitable people will say that she is anx-
ious to see what impression she makes with her
own eyes. But | am not uncharitable. | will
simply ascribe Miss Martinot's perpetual appeals
to the parquet, the balconies and the boxes to a
sort of homesick feeling, a species of appeal to
the Americanism in the house-'My body is on
the stage, my heart is with YOU"
/ look at her in the embrace OF Herr Schuetz.
but there she has no need to feel uncomfortable
Al embrace is an embrace. all the world over,
and there is no use for a key to explain it. Sadie
casts upon the German herr such a saccharine
look that she must have subdued him. Her red,
ripe lips are dangerously near to his, her eyes
are riveted upon the broad expanse of his intel
lcctual forehead. / feel sure that he is glad she
is in the company.
Then comes the ''Gobble" song. Theo
gurgles it. Judic purrs it,; Miss Martinez
chirrups it. She has n wofully small voice, but
she is a clever little woman. She knows full
well that il she trys any roulade business she
will be dismal. She has no desire to be dismal,
and she makes the most Of her tiny vocal en-
dowment with marvellously good results. What
she sings she sings correctly and inoifensively.
The "Gobble song il very prettily given,
says q babel of German voices when it il over.
l listen to what everybody says. | like Sadie
myself, but / want to know how the Germans
like her. have no difficulty in ascertaining.
They are charmed with her personality; they.are
captivated by her bewitching little German ac-
cent they are disappointed with her voice.
lou htt, utInlhlh II tAlItIltlS llllhlChl. Ill
comic opera they want good voices. Does
that not sound strange? Still, say they. the
Martinez might do worse, and she is very fasci-
mating.
At the eud of the first act / cannot help smil-
ing. A queer little scene is enacted. ] am not
at all sure that it has not been AZ carefully re.
hearsed AZ the piece itself. No sooner has the
curtain descended than fower-laden ushers
make their appearance in the aisle. The audi
ence fully intended to applaud Sadie. but had
they decided To change their minds 1t would
have been impossible with the hower-laden
ushers marching towards the footlights. Up
goes the curtain and forward comes Sadie.
She pretends to be awfully excited and eager.
She almost pulls Herr Ranks arm
from its socket. The ushers deposit the flowers
in the hands of some one on the stage. who lays
, them at Sadie's feet. Such a display ] won
der when it will end. The floral offerings
stretch half way across the stage. Sadie kisses
her hand. courtesies, smiles. laughs, speaks tn the
tenor and is Overwhelmingly and appropriately
surprised. Then suddenly she turns. before the
! curtain has been lowered, and PUSHES from the
stage. She does this. l suppose, to convey the
impression that her feelings have become too
many for her, and that she has burst into tears.
1t in II very curious scene, pretty but clap.
D trappy. Still, the modern thcatre-goer has to
= put up with . great deal nowadays, and really
. he might do worse than assist at the translation
y of Sadie Martinot from an American miss into a
= German frdulein. ALAN DALE.
I They Find That Thomas Killed Her.
A Coroners Jury Yesterday found Joseph,
Thomas responsible for the dcalth of his wife,
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