The morning call., 1894-07-22

old sutton tells the wife OF her husbands accu-
sariOn and she resolves TO aVenge herself by ap-
pearing 10 be The victim OF the vice OF which be
has accused her.
1t is upon the scene following the revelation
of the suitOi 10 the husband that he has met the
wife. the pretty "SusSEne," at the ball, and
when The older woman, Nine. fOUet is en-
deaVOring to obtain satisfactory explanation
of her husbands conduct which he is endeaY-
Oring not 10 give, that the tlpsy wife comes
reeling out OF her dressing-rOom with the salu-
taton:
Good -mornng, Paul! Hello. Pauline" and,
with a little iurCh asd uncertain and dizzy
stems, approaches the lrate Nine. PouIet with
the funny leierence TO ner husband
"Ab, Nine. Poulet! Your husband is nice
man. isn't he? A Very-n-nice man; but he can't
d-dance very well. l think he has too many
f-feeL' Then turning 10 her Mortified husband
with maudlin and vacant smile she adds: All
but he holds you so well :"
Where were you last night?" demands the
furious husband
WHY, really" with careless little laugh,
III don't knowi" IL is risky question, and
she realizes il, and, slurring her answer she
reels and sways ana sinks into a chair with a
funny and perplexed Il think I'll have TO sit
down minute"
The delicate and slight physique of the &C.
tress, the small and spirituelle face framed ia
fair hair, the low, SWEEP voice and pretty Eng
lish accent above all the tdcit understanding
which the actress establishes between herself
and her audience that she wasn't really intoXi-
Gated, the mischievous delight she managed TO
convey TO them at the pair OF her husband
ana the success OF her scheme OF revenge all
unite In saving the cOmical mimicry of inebriety
from the slightest approach TO coarseneSS.
The daintlness OF her ROBUSTNESS IS empha
sized, too, by d soft and simple gown of pink
brocade, oyerhung with floating draperies of
chiffon and glrdled In directOire fashion.
She carries IA single lOng-stemmed flower in
her hand, waving 1t abOut with aImlesS grace,
and when at he close OF the scene she eXclaims,
''YoU don't know how ! want a d-dIink of
water" with last little SICK and dizzy glide
and desperate effort to right herself.
x4raEf att 90 do gard daT
self, talking about this act after she first played
il. You see l couldn't get tipsy myS If 10
make my conception of The part for when Won
are really intoxicated yOu don't know how YOU
do feel, and can't remember what you DO at
all afterward, at least so the gentlemen say.
And didn't dare to study the part from really
tipsy women, because ] would overdo it then
and shock people.
Besides" she added. 81 am not really
drunken in the piece. No. must study II as
SOBER woman trying TO act intoxicated and yet
never deceiViug my audience tor a minute as 10
the truth. SO l thought over 1t, dreamed over
ii, acted it out before the mirror over and over
for weeks entirely through my Imagination.
Indeed you might call the whole business a
flight Of tipSy imagination.
For really, you know, II Is not at all like me,
though ] am fond Of comedy. My old friends
wonder at 1t. One of the ladies' OF the SOthern
Company said 10 me: why, whatever has got
ten into you? You never used TO touch drop
with us And / told her | had gone 10 The
demnltion boW-wOwS and was tipsy every night
now"
Miss Adams last birthday just lifted her out
OF her teens. She is child OF the stage, her
LIE. win The exception OF fewyears at school,
The hOardS