New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1894-05-06


TO the kitchen ana lock out for some dinner lo'
NV What do YOU mean?" asked Evelyn. quietly
looking up into Seymours face >,
Here sit down here, on the seat next u "'''
seymour dropped into the seat and said Si
why. the papers full Of you. There's har"iy
':It's that horrible Miss Finley again Now
isn't II a shame?" Evelyn cried appealinSy 10
Mrs Cohn. She ought to be stopped one
public nuisance ,,,.or
lust hear her pretend" he cried appealing also
to Mrs Cohn Then he said. turning 20 Evelyn
You know you really IKE it, ,..s
"Will you let me sec re paper sne a'Ne'
with dignity. ,,....,. Ia
replied. provokingly, holding the sheets peiii"'
"Well, if you won't give it to me I'll go
and get Mrs Hoden's copy. She bought one
from the hoy a few minutes a5o. never redu
the thing" ,
You'd better read Webb's paper. The
Argus" he said. mischievousiy
'He never writes for /, Sundays" said Mrs
Cohn.
ION. YES. he does" cried Roscoe. There's an
article on the drama by him. a great long one
about three columns, in the supplement here
You that If you like.
He was about to single out one OF me sheets
from the pile that made up The Argus Never
mind Roscoe" said Evelyn It'll look at IT by
and by"
felndpS II WIS our lhlh dDVuN Nh'
the other day that suggested the article said
Mrs Coin.
Seymour handed The Telegraph to Evelyn,
and she ooked helplessly at the mass. How
can | find it there" she cried.
II told you you were all IT," he replied,
laughing. open it anywhere, and you'll be
sure to your name
She spread the paper out before her, ana
began her search with the first page; this was
devoted chiefly TO headlines and cuts. Then
she glanced rapidly over several pages Wnen
her eye fell on the ninth page she uttered cry
Of surprise Seymour began to laugh again and
glanced quickly over her shoulder; when he saw
what she looking at ne laughed louder
Evelyn dropped the paper in her lap. and
looked helplessly at NJ 3 Cohn.
What is It, dear?"
sec that. will you?" cried Evelyn thrusting
the paper under her friends eyes.
Mrs Cohn glanced at tho sheet. Evelyn i'm
mcdiatcly pulled it away again so that the boys.
who had started to lean over Mrs. COINS chair.
should not see It,
There's no use hiding it. said Seymour
"They'ye printed about two hundred thousand
OF them"
oh. you're horrdr cried Evelyn. as If he
were to blame for the fact.
what is IT, anyway asked Ned. unable TO
restrain his curiosity any longer. Let me see
It, won't you?'
49, won't" cried Evelyn. flushing. Mrs.
Cohn exchanged chances with Seymour and
smiled.
Tell us what It is. Mrs Cohn like nice
lady" Ned coaxed. Mrs. Cohn shook her head.
Evelyn had turned her back on the group.
and was absorbed in reading. Every now and
then she would strike the skirt Of her dress
with her clenched hand and excam:
"Oh, Oh. Oh that woman. that woman That
wretched woman What lies, lies, That woman
has conscience Of brass. Oh: dear me. dear
me- Isn't IT a shame Isn't it a shame?'
The boys bee anne excited to a high pitch Of
Mrs Cohn was calm and patient.
Seymour looked on with a provoking smile.
When Evelyn finished reading. she put her
hands on her forehead leaned over with her
elbows on her knees and sighed
"Oh. come now Tell us what II IS won't
you?' cried Ned She did not answer.
We'll Doe awfully sympathetic said Roscoe.
well. suppose you might Well see 1t first
as last" Evelyn cried despairingly, throwing the
paper on Mrs COINS lap.
The boys gathered eagerly around Mrs. COINS
chair and looked at the paper In the centre
OF the page was a large picture Of Evelyn in the
costume she had worn in Don Caesar de
BaZan." Mrs. Cohn and the Stearns boys gazed
at IT in silence; Ned's body shook with soft
laughter. For several moments not a word
said four pairs of eyes eagerly perused the
article that accompanied the cut. This was the
opening paragraph
"'Ah,' exclaimed Miss Evelyn Johnson. the
brilliant young actress 10 a representative of
The Telegraph who called upon her at her
charming summer home in Cohasset the other
day I am delighted 10 see you. | am always
glad 10 see any one from The Telegraph. Dur
ing my career at the Museum your paper was
very kind 10 me: shall never forget IT, Yes. II
is good TO be back I'm Boston. do So love Boston.
1hcre Is no city IN the country tndl can quite
III It's place in my heart | love its quiet ele
gance and ts refinement and its high culture "
Then followed what purported 10 be a descrp-
ton Of the attire I'm which Evelyn received this
welcome caller. Miss Johnson. who affects the
clingng drapcries ~ the aesthetic school was
gowned I'm "A lovely peignoir of blue silk worked
with delicate white flowers and copiously trim
med with rare old lace and caught at the waist
with a heavy gold cord which fell by her side
and terminated in tassel" After few more
details Of the costume had been given. the brill
liant actress exclaimed: An when enc returns
to Boston. appreciates the advantages Of
ones own city and then proceeded To gush
about the vast superiority Of Boston over ali
other cities. with special reference 10 New-YOrk
Evelyn represented having a morbid
fondness for the generic zone" zone never
can understand how deeply one is attached 10
ones HON" until one Is homesick." she was rep
resented as saying with fine consciousness OF
her own wisdom. when one IS successful on
the stage one never can give II up Don't
you think one loves ones own birthplace better
than places where one lives only temperatures
The Communicating interview fairly
dotted with zones" After gushing about Bos-
ton to the extent of half "A column Evelyn went
on 10 describe her brilliant success OF the road
rs Mabel Annerley; indeed it had been so great
that she had been shOwered with offers for the
season 10 come with So many that she was
unable to decide which To take. Then she ha-
rangued the public with regard to whether an
actor should feel the part he playing or
whether he should act mechanically, by rule |
alone. She maintained that It was impossible |
LOT Il Sool ACTOR, lpI one whose soul was III |
ones work" To play effectively without feeling.
As Mabel Annerley she used to leave the stage |
every night in tears. Didn't the public know
that Ellen Terry always wept in pathetic parts? |
Evelyn had never known IT before. she in |
terested to hear 1t from her own lips. 1t was
happy thought that put her In juxtapositon |
with actress OF Ellen Terry's standing. After |
the question. she went TO UNI |
fold theories as old Moses with regard to the |
position Of the stage. the hack theories that |
every one who talks glibly about the drama has |
at his tongues end. These were uttered with |
all the gravity OF a state sman or a seer. The !
interview closed with kind of address from |
the actress to her friends in Boston she assured
them that there were friends like old friends.
and that in the midst Of her triumphs in other |
fields she loved to think of her happy days at the
Museum and she ceased to be proud OF |
Boston her home. Then with hearty shake |
II the hand and warm invitation to call again. |
she bade the representative of The Telegraph" |
farewell.