St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1890-11-30
Savannah News.


Bernhardt puts her genius at the
service of her charlatanry the result is
such gloriouSand unique humbugging
as only the boulevardS could ap-
preciate, but which they love her
for. PariSians will not soon forget how
Bernhard advertised one piece by go
ing to a horse fair, buying two splen-
did horses for her son, returning to
Paris after midnigOt and stabling the
animals, for lack of other accommodate
tons, in her magnificently fitted studio.
Next morning all Paris was agog.
"How could you allow such wanton
destructiOn?"
"Ah," said the Bernhardt, her eyes
alight with maternal devotion, chow
could | deny Maurice anything?'
Nor has Paris yet done talking of how
she posed as an angel at Matrices
wedding, ray of light sifted through
stained glass falling softly on her up
lifted face as she kHelt at the altar
wrapped in religious ecstasy. This was
almost as good an advertisement as the
news which not so very long ago startled
all France-Bernhardt had become in
sane. No, said monsieurs. the journal
lists and dramatic critics, you have de-
ceived us too often; this time we posi-
lively refuse to believe one syllable.
his position. By the great gods he had
sworn. and he would stand by his
oath, that Bernhardt's name should
never again appear i'll type
while he controlled. But private
Information came to him from sources
deemed incOrruptible. and lie was
brought to call on Bernhard to see with
his own eyes. In her boudoir, with
lights turned down, she kept him wait
ing, and then bounced into the apart
ment like one of her own tiger cats and
leaned against the mantel, hair diShev
elled, face haggard, features blank aud
unlntelligent, fingers trembling. Her
complexion was CHASTITY, her eyes wan
dering. Not word did she answer to
his questions, but mumbled to herself
in undertones. After a little she
dropped to the floor and lay staring
into the fire. babbling. M. - was
convinced. Next day he came out with
lamentation; great light had gone
| out; Bernhardt had had her faults, but
it would be long ere they looked on her
like again.
This was the moment for which Bern
hard had been waiting. In two hours a
card from her was in every newspaper
Office in the city. She was not insane;
she could not imagine how such a
been clearer, as she hoped to convince
the public by her production of -, in
which she should open the week fol-
lowing.
But none of her recent performances
have eQualled somewhat earlier
achievement. There are gossips who
still laugh as they remember how. after
her marriage with Damala. the rumor
got about Paris that, owing to domestic
duties, Bernhard would be unable to
| finish her season. Fashion writer's who
visited Worth discovered that in good
truth Bernhardt had ordered complete
outfit of new stage dresses, designed
with the view of hiding her figure. 1t
became the fashion to go and see the
actress in those gowns. Bets were made
as to how many more nights she would
play, when suddenly, without warning,
as the interest reached its climax, the
special wardrobe was thrown aside.
Bernhard laughed, and Paris laughed
with her as it saw how well it had been
fooled.
There is only one Bernhardt. She is
unique, unapproachable. But with all
her Quackery Paris remembers to her
credit that she sincerely loved Damala.
She pulled him out of the gutter, and, in
spite of much, at the end she mourned
him.