Lancaster daily intelligencer. [volume] (Lancaster, Pa.) 1864-1928, 1889-03-16


mus have worked very hardi'
80 have she Aid, Frightening at the
warmth Of his praise Bat Diderot Il wrong,
wrong, wrcugi When 1could once rrach the
feeling Of the Tyhalt speech, when could
Oucs hate him for killing Tybalt In tho same
breath in which loved him for being
Romso, Ill was easy; gesture aud movement
came 70 me; learned them, and tho thing
was done
1.-THE rsforcnce, Of course, meant that Paul
bad been reading TO her his favorite Para
doxe sur 10 Comedien,' and that she had been
stimulated, but not converted, by the famous
contention that the actor should be tho mere
cold and tranquil spectator the imitator Of
other mems feelings, while possessing none Of
his own. He naturally wN.ld have argued,
but would not have IL, and made her rest.
6he was quite worn out by the effort, and I
do not liks this excessive fatigue Of hers.
often wonder whether tho life she Il leading
IL not too exciting for her. This Is supposed
to be her holiday, and she Is really going
through more brain waste than she has ever
done In her life beforei Paul is throwing
his whole energies into one thing only, the
training Of Miss Bretherton, and he is o man
Of forty-eight, with an immense experience,
and she girl OF twenty one, with everything
to learn, and as easily excited as he is capa.
BILE Of exciting her. ! really must keep him
In check
"Mr. Wallace, when we had sent her home
across tho canal-their apartment Is on tho
other side. further up towards the railway
station-could not say enough to me Of his
amasement at tho change In her.
"'What have you done to herr he asked
Il can hardly recognize the old Miss Brether-
ton at ALL Is it really not yet four months
since your brother and went to see her in
the "White Ladyr Why, you have be-
witched herr
"'Ws have done something, admit, said !;
but tho power you see developed In her now
was reused In her when months ago she first
came in contract with tho new world and tho
new ideal which you and Eustace represe nted
to her.
There, my dear Eustace, have given
you your duet Oh, Miss Bretherton says 50
many kind things about you'll I'll take espe-
cial pains TO tell you some Of them next time
write.'
WALLACE TO kendall.
VENICE, Aug. "a.
any DEAR KENDAL-This has been day
Of events which, believe. will interest you
rs much a. they did me- I told Mme de
Chateauvieux that I should write to you to-
night, and my letter, she says, must do In
place Of one from her for day or two. We
have been to Torcello today-your sister, n.
Do Chateauvieux, Miss Bretherton, and !.
The expedition itself was delightful, but that
have no time to describe. ! only want to
tell you what happened when we got to Tor
cello.
'But first you will, Of course. know from
your sisters letter-she tells mo she writes to
you twice week-how absorbed we havo all
been In the artistic progress OF Miss Brether-
ton. myself never saw such change, such
an extraordinary development In any one.
How was it that you and did not see fur
ther into heri zee now, as look back upon
her old self, that the new self was there in
germ. But think perhaps it may have been
the vast dispropo-tjon Of her celebrity to her
performance that blinded us to the promise
In her; it was irritation with the public that
made us deliver an over hasty verdict on her.
However that may DO, have been max
ing UP my mind for some days past that the
embassy on behalf Of Elvira which thrust
upon you, and which you SO generously
undertook, was O blunder on my part which
1t would be delightful to repair, and which
no artistic considerations whatever need pre-
vent me from repairing. You cannot think
how divine she was in Juliet the other night.
Imperfect and harsh, Of course, here and
there, but still q creature to build many and
= shst;nr ofy trich after trict. vour brother.
=. es,,o.. q. .ho,,, ,,Iora,.r thoy
.,. 80, ~. a. ,oro,,ar u,orL;n, With n
"pp I,.' -. liz nnuon,, ana a,so th;nr Prom
80. ~ 49, th,nrs sho hos sajd with n
.,,o,,or,, 20 th.t distant stondord Of criticism
.rtioh S.o ha,;aras ~, ba omhodiad In voui
..ns que o. rhato.,,,ia,,x hos dovntad b;mse,f
a.. -. =. - y ,'r.ttv s;aht to sae them 70.
.s,.ta,. Vanr s;star oni sbe too are in
sanarahIo ond Nine dc Choteanvienx's quiet.
oT,ohIa rsf,nement malcs n good contrast Ia
NJ nrs,har,on,s mohiiitv She will never
lose the imnrint Of her friendship with these
two neon,c. a. wos a hanny thought which
isl Won tn bring then, together.
uWell wa vent 10 Torcello. and watched
for nm onportunity of getting her alone
A. last Mma de- Chateauvienx gave me
In hand 10 study the mosaics, and Miss
pretherton and / were left sitting under
tbo outer wall OF San Fosca til they
should como hack We had been talk
tna ~ n hundred tbinps-not of acting
.t nil. os the nomepranates. of which she had
| n scarlet mass In her Ian. of the pray slum
| I.orons warmth ~ tba dav or the ragged
| cb;ldra, ,yho nestered ns for coppers-and
| then Suaaenlv 7 osked her whether she
| uouId answer ma n nersonal question: Wa.
,h.ra anv grudya I'm her mind toward me fol
| snv,bing had said and done In London OF
cansaJ others 10 sav and do for mel
| .Sbo was much startled, and colored Z
good deal. but she said very steadily: Il fee
l no sort of grudpe: l never had any cause.
sWeu then, I went on. throwing mysel
down ON the grass before her that NIGH
really see her expression, III you bear me n,