The Sunday morning news. [volume] (Jersey City [N.J.]) 1886-1891, 1890-01-26
SIZE WAS BEAUTIFUL.
An Edison Doll That Fooled
a theatrical Manager.


Last Monday afternoon lady,
thickly yelled and apparently labor
ing under considerable mental excite
ment, walked into the managers Of
flee, not hundred miles from one Of
the principal squares of this city. A
letter Of introduction she had brought
from a mutual acquaintance stated,
without mentioning the name of the
writer. that she would tell her own
story, and Manager X, after request
ing the lady to be seated, leaned back
in his chair, pulled at the cigar that
lay between his lips. and waited.
In a voice singuIarly low and sweet,
and which seemed TO gain in strength
and in measure as its owner did in
confidence. the stranger said that she
was an English woman and that she
had only recently come over with one
of the English companies now play
ing ia New York. But she added,
with what from behind the folds of
her veil seemed to be a sad smile, Il
am not one of them. They barely
know my name, which, indeed is an
assumed one. Ny real name is -
-. Now you know me.
Manager x. started, and rubbing his
chin nervously, said:-"My dear
madam, may -n
Your are perhaps surprised at this
step have TAKEN sne interrupted.
You can hardly be more so than |
am myself. You know what my posi-
ton was on the London stage, and
what | have lost in leaving it. which
1 have done forever | have
But your husband broke in Man
ager X, becoming more and more em-
barrassed, does he"
weighed all, went on his yelled
visitor hurriedly, and without giving
the astonished manager time to utter
another word. land | have decided
that oblivion, yes, death itself, is pref
cradle to living with that man, my
husband in the eyes of the world, but
a wretch whom ] loathed more each
day ] knew him better Yes she
continued TRANQUILITY, betraying nei-
Their emotion nor animation, THE
world and that hollow mockery socie-
ty have thought me happy. Men have
called me beautiful, you among the
rest Mr.. y. and women have enYied
me. OF him. say no word. ] have
left him forever and here, where he
would not, if he could, reach me,
will begin another life-a life perhaps
more wicked than the other, but al
least more attractive and less full oil
pain to myself She gave little sill
very laugh which made her listeners
blood Jingle in his veins. I will be
gin again on the American stage. here
in New York, wherever ] can find &
man who will see some good in me
Mr.. X. are you that man2a
Manager KS heart was beating
furiously. a strange choking sensa-
ton was in his throat. During one
of his trips to London he had met this
| woman and had admired her. Here
never dared even to dream OF was in
| his grasp.
"A woman clever and beautiful, he
unused why should she not take
the part he had been so long striving
| to fill? What a card for the theatre
Manager x. Is new star, the success oil
three London seasons.
Those and kindred thoughts flashed
4 through lllG Ilttl1E1[Cl Wli11C llls
visitor was uttering her concluding
sentences and breaking the deathly
silence which. as he remembered
afterwards, followed the former quick
1 flow of words, he bent forward, his
eyes illuminated with romantic en-
thusiasm, and said softly
YES, madam, it has never been
| said of Manager X. that in the hour
| IL - r., i : A. L. 4
sympathize with you deeply. All
can do for you will be done with my
whole heart. Will you trust megi
and taking the cold gloved hand in
has, Manager y. afTectionately pressed
it. No reply came. The hand lay
motionless in his.
Il respect your nodesty as much as
[ do your grief resumed Mr.. X.
after am embarrassing pause, fand the
aim of my life shall be to make bright
once more that sun which has been
obscured by the shades OF night
Still no reply.
Il shall furnish you with a com
/ pany which you will take out next
month. I,shall care for you; you viii
be the guardian angel of my life as Of
my home. DO you consentgn
! Another pause, longer and more EN-
barFassing than the first, followed
and then his visitor, rising slowly
! from her seat and facing the man
ager said deliberately and with q
kind of chuckle:-
at is an impossibility. sir; / air
only .one of Edison's newly invented
photographic dolls. And with thi:
the figure turned shortly round with
a mechanical movement, and. before
the astonished manager could utter G
word, passed out of the room.
A sound of footsteps. uncontrolled
peals of laughter and the noise o.
q cab driving rapidly away told Man
ager X. that he had been the victim
of cruel hoax. EGch0nge.
1.-THE Wife,"
The four act society comedy, 1.-THE
Wife, which has achieved so great
success everywhere, will be presented
at the Academy next week. beginning